I'VE STARTED WATCHING THE ANIME OF VK, AND I THINK I LIKE IT (I FUCKIN HATE YUUKI THOUGH, WORST LEAD FEMALE SINCE BELLA OF TWILIGHT) IN LOVE WITH ZERO AND KANAME THOUGH, AND I THINK THEY'RE IN LOVE TOO. SO, HERE WE GO!

Blood Lust's Birthday-by PS

Zero bit at his lip, the coppery salt of his own life's blood stinging his taste buds and making him cringe as he felt his eyes tinge that orange-red glow.

Four years now.

Four years of utter torment and animalistic behavior, the whole time trying to hold back the instinct to bite into his class mates and devour them completely, to hold onto them, latch onto their veins and suck them devoid of blood. Four years of hell.

Today was the anniversary.

The cold water that Zero was now attempting to drown himself in in the shower helped some, helped to center that gravitational pull to find the nearest warm human and quench the thirst.

He could hear the activity going on around him from all angles. The snores of his pupils as they slept soundly in their beds, unaware of the monsters lurking just outside their dorms. Of the monster that wore sheep's clothing and slept in the dorm with them.

How utterly oblivious they were.

Their innocent nature made Zero want to go to them, to let his eyes bleed red, to let them see the demon within, and then to drain them, to make them scream, to feel their squirming bodies as they fought for control and-NO!

He couldn't. He wouldn't. He would not become like the animal who hunted down his own family and killed them.

He was not a monster.

Not like the other vampires.

A soft sound drew his attention from the bedroom, making Zero's senses zone in on that presence.

A masculine scent that was tingly and dangerous, like ozone filled with lightning and static…Kaname.

The pureblood had been coming here for a while now, nightly, trying to "help" Zero, to make him understand why he must drink the tablets and let them sustain his hunger.

If he would not listen to Cross or Yuuki, why would he listen to this pampered pureblood?

Because, Kaname claimed that they were mates. That they must be there for one another, that they must help each other in any way that they could.

Zero hated it.

He hated how Kaname would sit close to him on the bed, how the other vampire would try to reach out to him, would try to get inside his head. All of the others were afraid of the vampire of vampires, but Zero was not. He was immune to this pureblood's charm and power. It was both astonishing and pathetic to watch.

Zero sighed, coming out of his thoughts, his hand automatically going towards the shower handles to shut the water off, the silver haired boy simply stood there afterward, letting the cool droplets of water slide down his body and shatter at his feet around him.

He should go out there. To see Kaname.

But, for some reason, tonight, he was scared.

Perhaps it was because he always was so alone on this day, on this night, the night of reckoning when his whole perfect life crashed down around him, all on account of another pureblood, one that made the mistake of letting him live. Allowing for him to live another day and seek revenge.

Groping blindly for his towel Zero didn't even allow for his eyes to focus as he dried off and dressed in his night clothes, the thin layers doing no justice to any type of armor.

Finally, he stepped out and into his bedroom, where the beast waited with jaws wide open…

Kaname was seated gently on his bed, his hands clasped together and resting between his parted knees, those dark eyes didn't even look at Zero, they stayed focused outside, the open window allowing for a breeze to ruffle the pureblood's hair.

"You smell of fear," he said after a moment, "why is that?"

Zero stiffened, then willed himself to relax, trusting on his instincts to guide him through any mishaps, "I'm not scared." The answer was simple, and a lie.

Kaname didn't seem to mind. He merely stood and walked slowly over to where Zero stood, still near the bathroom doorway, giving the shorter man time to retreat from him.

Zero did not retreat on principle.

"I know what today is," the pureblood uttered softly when he was close enough, his hands behind his back, "it is the anniversary of your bite."

That's what they referred to it as, "your bite," never the day you became a cursed creature, even if that was what Zero thought of it as.

He looked up into those dark eyes, not even twitching, "yes."

Something in Kaname's expression changed then, morphing into something softer, "you must be in great pain right now. Forgive me." It was usually a sentence said before someone left, but the older vampire did not seem to be going anywhere; instead, he settled back on the bed, near the soft pillow.

"Come," he said strongly, "talk to me about it."

Zero's eyes narrowed, "I won't." It hung in the air, the air tensing and thickening around it as it grew stale with disuse.

Kaname still had that same calm façade on, but Zero knew different, he knew of the angry animal that lay beneath that pale skin, that ached for blood just like Zero did.

Perhaps they could be monsters together.

Zero shook the thought away as he went to sit at the edge of the bed, far away from his supposed mate.

Kaname did not seem to take offense, he instead reached into his pocket and produced a small metal box; Zero already knew what lay inside.

"You should take at least one," the dark-haired vampire said, opening the box with graceful fingers, "it will help ease the pain."

Of course Kaname knew of the pain, he would understand the torture of having your throat burn a molten river down to your stomach…or maybe he didn't; the pureblood didn't have to live with being a made monster after all, he was just born that way.

Zero licked his lips and flicked his gaze away from the small, white pills, "I can't…" He deserved the pain, his family was dead while he lived on, immaculate and cursed.

Kaname ignored him and got up to fill the glass by the sink with tap water, "you can. It will make tomorrow's thirst easier. You will be able to focus more." The words, even if it is not real blood, hung in the air, unsaid, as Kaname paused then went back to slipping the pill into the water.

The water quickly turned a light red color, the sight making Zero crave for real blood; his incisors were starting to cramp and ache now, a testament to the want and thirst. He craved the real thing, not this cheap substitute. But, he took the glass when Kaname came towards him again, wanting the feral thoughts to stop for at least a moment.

It was bitter on his tongue, at the first sip, but, as it went down his esophagus, it felt warm and almost alive, almost like real blood. Zero hungrily drained the glass, resisting the urge to trace his fangs against the rim of it.

He looked up after he had finished the last drop, lowering the glass to look across from himself and into the eyes of Kaname, both of their eyes were red now. Zero could feel his own gleaming, and he could plainly see the pureblood's shining back at him. It made him shiver.

Kaname took the glass from him and refilled it once more, the liquid being depleted from the cup slower this time, but with no less exuberance.

Soon, Zero was feeling full and tired, like he would after a good, long hunt with his mate, if he had ever gone on one.

Kaname gently took the now empty glass and set it on the floor beside the bed, tenderly moving Zero around so that he faced the wall, the pureblood climbing in behind him and wrapping him in his arms, the two of them close now.

Zero frowned and moved his hand up so that it rested close to his face and so that his arm pillowed his head, "I don't recall inviting you to share my bed."

He could feel Kaname smirk against the back of his neck, "you haven't, officially, yet. But you will." He brushed his lips against the soft skin of Zero's neck, caressing the tattoo there, before gently running his fangs across the dark ink, making Zero shudder, "we are mates after all."

Zero didn't have time to answer before the pureblood was pulling him ever closer and tucking his head against Zero, effectively shutting him up…

Four years.

Maybe the next anniversary it would get better…it seemed that it already had…

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I MAY ADD MORE TO THIS LATER, IF I CAN THINK OF MORE TO THE "MATE" FACTOR THING. SO, IT'LL BE LISTED AS COMPLETE FOR NOW, BUT MAYBE MORE LATER. THANKS FOR READING!