[Original Title: Your Love Will Be The Death Of Me]

Short Title: End Of Me

Authoress: EAoHaH

Rated: M for Mature; Also because it is Yoai/Shounen-Ai...Well, slash at first, bare with me.

Warning: Same as above, you should know what Yaoi/Shounen-Ai is by now, but just in case for those who don't. Male on Male contact, or Young Boy LOVE! Just what I likey.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own this anime, the manga, or the Characters of VK or VKG. They belong strictly to Matsuri Hino...I do however own copies of each, including the characters. They are cut outs, in my head. You think it's lame. Who gives a damn?

"Not I." Said the Cat. ~Don't own that saying either, forgot who did though. Okay on with the summary.~ BE GENTLE, BEEN WORKING ON THIS FOR 3 YEARS NOW, AND IT IS MY FIRST VK/VKG FF.

Summary: Only writing this once, understood. Skip if you want to figure it out.

Zero's been having unexplained dreams, seemingly from a past life. How is it connected, and who is the person that is always there stroking his hair? Don't forget about the strange cloaked Pureblood Vampire who appears to him, knowing everything, and offering anything. But for what price? Read and figure it out.

Wrote summary in a nonchalant way, void of emotions, very apathetic. Yet, the FF is way better than these useless words can describe. Hopefully, you didn't skip. But for those who did, oh well, just follow their example and head start into the story.

Proceed With Caution/PWC: If you want

'thoughts'...Nevermind, you all should already know this from reading loads of many ffics.

Chapter 1: Contract

Clenching her hand, she pressed deeply into the object of her desire. The liquid gushing forward a brilliant color in the moonlight, she felt it dripping and staining her hands a deep red. A muffled cry could be heard as she pressed the stiffening body closer in her embrace, the only sound besides their gasping breaths were blood pouring in to lungs, promising to choke the victim in their own essence as she heard the crimson hit the ground in droplets of thuds sounding loud in her ears. The body shook from the exertion it took to stay upright as shallowed breathing could be heard escaping.

Staring down at an angelic face, a small smile played at her lips. Those pain-filled lillic eyes were dulling. "Zero?" His name said questioning as he tried to pull away from her, away from the pain.

His pink lips quivered as the cold begin to seep through each bone of his body. Coughing up blood onto his dark-haired angel of death, the heat that once spread through his nerves by the wound became a numbing throb. Taking a step back, her eyes glowed in the moonlit night as she licked at the life escaping from the corner of a haunting mouth.

Soon heaves could be heard, it was getting harder for Zero as the light started to leave from him. His vampiric powers flaring up in the color of his own eyes turning blood-red. To no avail, it was in vain in her eyes as the blade that was used to pin him was etched with anti-vampiric silver disabling all his heightened abilities.

"I'm sorry." The woman's mouth spoke apologetically for the boy, as she decided that the boy was truly beautiful, dying in a form so breath-taking it actually made her eyes swell with sympathy and regret. She had taken her enemies prey, and leveled the playing field against both sides.

"I can't let you have him." It was silent as she tried to hush the perfect in her arms, watching as hot tears streamed from his eyes. "You belong to me now, more twisted up in this game more than you know, more than anyone, Zero." The blade that was pressed in his back was taken out abruptly, his hands came up to hold on to her shoulders, claws pressing deep.

Coughing up more blood, his fingers released their hold on the smaller frame as he brushed the side of her cheek before his hand dropped down to his side, his eyes finally becoming blank, and body limp.

A burning sensation erupted from deep within his chest.

The small smile that showed briefly, pressed to ivory skin as she cast a look of goodbye while letting go of the body no longer holding on to her own.

Zero's body dropped coldly, landing hard on the ground.

Kneeling down, she watched as the blood pooled around the silverette's body. The smell sweet, beckoning all to come and drink. Her eyes glowering in the moonlit world dyed in crimson, revealed her making.

At the sound of footsteps approaching, the vampire stared down once more at her precious prince. The swelling in her eyes turned into escaped tears that ran down her cheeks as she turned to walk away. Trying to escape from the memories coming back, a life so wicked and pure of the love betrayed that wouldn't allow her release from the past.

Moving her blood stained hands out in front of her, she allowed the thick liquid to drip as she wavered. Turning beneath the starlit sky in circles, dancing as tears dripped from her chin, while eyes finally landed on the unmoving body that laid in their own blood. Dropping down to kneel over the pale face of her beloved victim, her long chocolate tresses fell like a curtain around him as she began to wail for the lost one's weeping. She wanted to kiss her beloved's lips for the sweet sacrifice made.

"I still love you." She clung to her chest, feeling her heartbeat return for the first time in ages as she remembered a time of happiness. Before the death's, before the betrayal, and before her own heart stopped beating. "Reiyuu." The young teen's hand grabbed forth, looking up into her eyes, she could see the flames burning inside him, the mark on his body a symbol hidden from birth engulfing him in blue flames.

Removing her body from the light grip he held on her with, she seen all that she needed as he screamed, fangs baring towards her as she turned to escape from the scent that now approached beside her. The flames went out, and the boy lay limp.

Zero's bangs shadowed his glowing red eyes, hiding the world from view. His arm still outstretched towards the direction where the female vampire ran. Feeling not only the pain that burned through his back, but seared through his heart. The Bloody Rose laid at his side, its beautiful design out of reach by only mere inches.

Darkness and hunger surrounded him as he curled up inside the pain feeling this time would be the last time he'd die.

The hunger from blood loss, from starvation that he constantly caused himself threatened to tear his body apart and prevail at making his soul fall further into the darkness.

It was too late now as the dark danced at the corner of his mind, clouding his eyes over. Slowing closing them, he couldn't fight against it any longer, feeling all of his strength gone as he caved in.

Opening his eyes, Zero laid in bed, sweat-drenched, clenching onto the white sheets beneath his fingertips. The tears were still in his eyes, he could feel them and took no heed into brushing them aside as the sound of thunder could be heard in the background. He could hear the light drops of rain, and see the lightning crack across the torn sky as the thunder clapped reverberating the window ceil as it traveled through him.

The night blew in from an open door, allowing the rain's sweet scent to dress the room with the humor of unforgivable darkness. Laying on his stomach he recalled the memories which he wished were just dreams, as he closed his eyes painfully in agony.

Lillic eyes wandered up to stare at his hand, an unshakable silence ate at him as he remembered how he was abandoned being left behind never returning to his own body again.

Another strike came from the clouds, this time the lightning lit up the dim room. Moving, pain came again rippling through his back and chest forcing him to suppress a moan as he tried to shift his position on the bed.

Gritting his teeth, he looked down to notice the wounds were dressed and wrapped neatly. "Who?" He whispered the question as it only lingered in the air. Alarmed as he had no recollection of ever being moved to the place that he was currently resting.

Immediately, panic took hold of him as the need to escape awakened in him. The room he was in, it was not familiar but the scent he suddenly picked up made him nauseous. It was the scent of the one he needn't be near in that moment, the person who all these things that were happening could be blamed on.

It was too late as he could hear a door opening and a silky voice enter his ears. "I wouldn't move, if I were you. The wounds surprisingly are healing on their own, but I doubt your body could bear anymore if you re-open them." Zero stopped all movement, feeling fatigue settling in as he pressed his stomach back on the bed.

Laying his head down softly on the pillow, he didn't want the male to see the look that came across his face. Something he was unsure of himself, as the feeling inside him mixed themselves around, confusing him on what he should do.

"Kuran?" The name said with doubt as it was unexpected of him to think the male would take him into his care. The soft breeze once again filtered in through the room, soothing as there was no threat to be felt. He thought back on it, the idea of being in the same building with the other. Hell, the same planet no less, was enough to usually drive him to rely on his hate; usually.

Images of a dream returned, he could feel it, the same sensation over taking him. Overwhelming thoughts, the feelings of someone betrayed, left dying, again. Fresh tears wanting to start, forming in the corner of his eyes as he shuddered from them. Forcing himself to push back the feelings of helplessness, just like that time flashed. Instead of showing the tears he wanted, he clenched the sheets tightly within one hand. Relying on his hate and anger to get him through once more, and change his current emotions into what he didn't want to show in the presence of the vampire prince.

"Where am I?" A light headache overtook him, the pounding in his brain feeling more like someone was inside trying to burst through his skull. "One of the rooms in the moon dorms." The dark-haired male said, speaking words that were empty of any true emotions that could be depicted beyond that angelic face as the pureblood was aware of the headache the perfect possessed. Sitting down in the chair closest in the room he continued, "To be more specific, the spare room connected to my room."

Kaname now looked away taking his eyes off of the teen, not being able to stare at the back that was exposed to him with freshly healing wounds, and stains of blood cloaking over some of the white gauze. Usually, for him Zero wouldn't look as appeasing to his eyes, usually.

Somehow, something changed and presented him differently. Another side he hadn't seen, a scent attacking his senses, first nauseating, now unsure.

"How is she?" The words slipped right pass his lips, the feeling of guilt dripping over them. Now, he could feel the self-loathe sinking in, as he couldn't believe he actually allowed himself to be put in such an unavoidable situation.

"Yuuki...she's fine." The pureblood's voice changed slightly, and a small sense of regret could be felt pouring into the room. Zero didn't have to look to see that Kaname was blaming him for what happened. But in his mind, he only wished for Kaname to now the truth as more rain could be heard crashing into the window.

"You blame me." It was dead-pinned, as lightning cracked flashing more light into the darkened space.

Kaname didn't answer as he could smell the guilt, and feel the teen's aura become dark with despair. Inwardly, this made him incline an eyebrow. It was something he didn't expect from the boy to let show. "What exactly happened back there, Kiryuu?" Kaname tried to change how he was approaching the silver-haired hunter, almost regretting the way he was treating him.

There was no answer as he kept his view on the white silken linen of the pillow case. Tracing the fine cloth with his lavender colored orbs. "I was surprised to say the least, when I found Yuuki, not far away from you. If not for that, I'm sure you would've died."

Zero clenched his teeth, "From the sound of it. It seems you'd rather prefer I did." Now, he was done holding back his hate for the elder pureblood.

"Please, don't mistaken me at all." Kaname tried to redeem himself once more, feeling the hatred the ex-hunter had towards vampires seeping in, making it nasty to breathe in. "That's not what I was thinking, nor do I wish it."

Zero smiled to himself, knowing what the elder vampire was trying to do. "Sorry to disappoint." He responded back to the other's blunt feelings about the moment, hiding beneath his façade of a carved marionette. "If you wanted me dead so badly, why didn't you just kill me?" Ignoring the pain, he sat up turning to face the male awkwardly, "Or better yet, let me die?" Zero challenged the other, it wasn't his decision. Of course he wouldn't want to leave Yuuki with such a bad image in her head, but at the same time...

Hope.

His selfishness jumped in his own face, the feeling that it would've been better if he had died. At least that night four years ago, physically with his parents. Not on the inside, stripped of his humanity and his body recreated into that of a monster. It seemed that his heart was gone, and all this time he was longing for death. But still, no matter how close he was to it. It didn't change the fact, that he didn't want to die alone.

The image of him reaching out for the girl who put him in his current predicament flashed in his mind. His arm was out stretched, his soul continuously screaming out that name that lingered in the air. 'Just like a whisper,' He couldn't stop himself from thinking that it seemed that very way, 'That's what she's like.'

"Ingrate." It was said somewhere far in the background, his brain processing but not quite grasping it.

"Explain it to me then, Kuran!" Was a reply from nowhere. From inside his mind? Zero questioned himself, as he continued to stare continuously into space. Feeling as his muscle began to shake from holding himself up to long. Laying back down, he turned his head to face the demon in human skin standing before him.

"You should be grateful that Yuuki found you when she did. If it weren't for her pulling me towards you. You'd be dead, Zero." Hearing the vampire say his first name angered him, the sentence pulled him out of his world of endless thoughts. "You have no idea how pissed I was to find you still there. A faint pulse, and shallow breath beneath your chest. She begged me to save you, and I did once more."

Zero could feel agitation building up, scratching his ear, as if annoyed. He looked off, pass the other. "So your true colors finally show?" They both fumed from the inside, "Would you stop saying 'I have no idea'. Because if the tables were turned, I'd feel exactly the same way. Besides..."Zero trailed off, finding it all a bit ironic that they both were acting somewhat irrational to a sense.

"What?" Kaname wanted the other to continue.

There was a brief silence before the silver-haired teen finished his sentence.

"Now, you know how I feel."

"I don't get it." He pinched his nose lightly, irritation showing on his face, Zero could tell it was an act. "What does she see in you, so much that she love you so?" He couldn't understand any of it. "What can she possibly see, in a low-level, disgusting ex-human like you?"

Zero didn't show that he was offended by the words, that just finished pouring from Kaname's mouth. That didn't stop the snare that almost came to his face, something that he would usually do to the other.

Instead, it all came out as a smile.

The feeling to laugh, harshly, itched at his throat. Begging to be let out, but he wouldn't, because in his mind that almost made him like the demon in the room with him.

"You." It was a simple syllable, and it antagonized the other. Daring the other to react. And just like a death trap sprung in motion, he did.

"You must be brain-dead from that encounter that you had with death, if you think that we actually have something in common, Zero." The words dripped with hate, and were drenched in venom, coming from the pureblood's still graceful lips. Zero forgave the elder vampire, just this once for calling him by his first name the second time.

"I couldn't agree more with you, when it comes to that. And maybe, I've been brain-dead for a long time now, and it's taken you all this time to figure it out. I am nothing like you, a cold-hearted bastard, using others to play in a sick twisted game." Those same feelings came back, the same feelings of betrayal and hate, that he had in his dreams.

He couldn't stop them from overwhelming his senses, and taking control over him. The feelings seemed to shoot out from his body. The aura he had, tried to latch on to the aura of the other. Kaname could feel them, they made his heart beat faster. They were familiar filled with cold, and he pushed them out.

The idea of cutting the other's life short, increased more with every confrontation that they had each day. The temptation to end the pathetic level d's life, right there and then, were still present.

Zero pulled the feelings back, letting them return, and gaining control back over his body. Turning to leave, Kaname did the same, pulling back and never looking back to stare at the male.

"How is she?" The question caught the other off guard. 'What could...Zero possibly mean by 'she'?' Kaname tried to figure it out.

"She who?" He asked again, not letting confusion mar his perfect façade of calmness.

"So, I see you haven't figured it out yet?"

Kaname arched an eyebrow at the information given about the assailant who put the young hunter under his careful surveillance. Zero calmly waited looking down at the sheets, which surprised him.

"Like I would know." Playing it off, he instead shrugged his shoulders. "Her scent was nowhere to be found, nor was her body. Just Yuuki and yourself." Kuran spoke with stillness, almost as if his voice was soft, then it was harsh again.

"If I could find her, I'd congratulate her on a job 'almost' well done. Then, tear her heart out at her stupidity." In Zero's head, that sounded more like the beast hiding in human skin, that he knew. And for once, he stayed silent at the remark he was about to make.

"If only you knew." They were the only words that left those parted lips, again throwing the pureblood somewhat off into the element of confusion. Deciding that was enough with insults for the night, Kaname left without turning back to stare into those confused eyes of the young teen.

Laying in his own bed, Kaname thought back to all the events as of lately. Like always, the ex-human always caused emotions to whirl rampantly around in his chest. And as usual, he couldn't decipher, pinpoint the source, or break them apart.

Sooner or later, the silver-haired boy would be removed. Hearing the small voice from the next room, Kaname knew that he was probably shaking with anger.

He turned over on to his side, "And I you, Kiryuu." He let his eyes wander and drift off into space until the dawn started its approach.

Zero was berating himself, he had no idea what overcame him, or so he thought. The light feeling of ignorance gripped at his conscience.

"I hate you, Kuran." They were whispered, lowly, with the feeling of mock rage etched to them. He spoke the words, but for some reason they didn't mean anything to him anymore, he couldn't feel them. It felt as if he were trying to convince himself that he really felt the words he just said, but the feeling that came to him, told him that it was a lie. He couldn't argue with it and instead laid his head on the bed provided for him.

Knowing that he'd possibly, now, not be able to go back to the day dorms. Not when the pureblood had him, right where he wanted him at least.

He let his eyes drift shut momentarily, he opened them, enjoying the breeze that still crept into the room. It brushed against his skin, ruffling his mind lightly. Singing him a soft melody like a mesmerizing tune, gently putting him to sleep.

But the dreams he began to watch that night weren't one's he wanted to see.

A/N: I know...please just give it a shot. Like I said, I've played with this idea for 3 years now. Got 22 chapters written and ready to go, but they still need major tweaking. Thank you for reading if you've gotten this far that is.