Pairings: Mainly Kaname x Zero, together with many other pairings further along the story.
Warnings: Au. Hardcore BDSM, non-con, yaoi, lemons. Read only at your own risk.
Disclaimer: Vampire Knight will never belong to me, they belong to their creator Hino Matsuri.
Prologue
Zero was a young boy, only seventeen years old and just done with his first year of high school. Now, he was looking forward to the seven weeks of holiday all by himself, before starting his second year.
He had rented a small house out in the woods, far away from everything. Miles to the nearest town. It was, said shortly, in the middle of nowhere, and he'd told his friends back home that he wanted a quiet holiday without any visitors or disturbers. He hadn't given his address to anyone to make sure that he could be absolutely alone. He'd even brought a huge box of blood tablets so he didn't have to drive to town to get any.
When he arrived at the small house, everything was just as he'd wanted it. Thatch, old-fashioned walls, wooden floors, stove⦠Shortly the best little house anyone could wish for if they were going to be spending a long holiday alone, walking in the woods and reading books.
The first week went and Zero couldn't grow tired of his small house and charming surroundings. One morning, when he looked out of the window, the sun was shining extremely bright and he decided to go for a long walk, bringing some lunch to really be able to stay out for long. Since sunlight didn't disturb him, due to his low level, it was easy for him to enjoy the sun.
After walking for some hours, he wanted to watch the woods from nature's side and decided to leave the small path and go through the trees. Minutes later, he was hopelessly lost. All the paths he crossed looked like each other. In what felt like many hours, he searched for the right one, but had to realize that he was just confusing himself even more. He got longer and longer away from the house.
As darkness crept closer, so did the panic travelling up his back, but then, he spotted light between the trees. He followed and with relief understood that he'd stumbled upon another house.
Zero hurried to the front door and knocked. A young man opened, surprised to see him. Zero could immediately feel his hunter instincts touch him, informing him that this was a vampire of high status. A pureblood. The man either way welcomed Zero inside, gave him some food and let him use the bathroom. It was only when Zero came out and stood in the living room together with him, that the hunter really had time to notice how he looked. High, dark-haired, pale skinned and slender, although it was clear that he was strong. He was without a doubt both beautiful, alluring and sexy. But his smile was false and Zero didn't like his eyes. His aura shone with arrogance and something else, something Zero couldn't quite place. He noticed that the pureblood observed him and that that arrogant bastard certainly liked what he saw.
Zero had always seen himself as being good-looking, although he didn't care much. Short hair in an unusual and beautiful silvery color, slender but strong and a nice figure, that wasn't in any way covered by the walking suit he was wearing. The pureblood almost swallowed him with his eyes and Zero decided that he didn't want to stay in this house more than a second too much. But he was also well aware that there was no way he could find back without this man's help, so for the mean time, he decided to be nice and polite.
The pureblood suggested that he could sleep in the guestroom and Zero thanked yes, after having checked that the door could be locked. "Do you want a glass of wine?" the pureblood asked politely, but he kindly answered no, getting a glass of juice instead. There was no way in hell that he wanted to have alcohol in the blood while being with this man.
When he'd drunk the juice, it hit him how incredibly tired he was. He could barely hold his eyes open, so he quickly said goodnight and retired to the guestroom. He turned around, wanting to lock the door, but the key was suddenly gone. Removed. He wanted to go back in and ask for it, but his legs led him over to the bed as if controlled by their own will. They gave up for his weight and he tumbled on top of the bed. Screw keys, he didn't care. He was too tired.
A/N: What did you guys think? I'm almost done with chapter two, so I'll post that soon. Tomorrow maybe or perhaps even later today.
