Warnings: yaoi m/m relationship – don't like, don't read

Disclaimer: Vampire Knight and its characters belong to Matsuri Hino

Authors Note: it's not beta-ed, so keep that in mind as there will be mistakes – spelling and so. There's not much to say, hope you will like it…

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- Chapter 1 – Kaname -

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This day – better to say night in my case – started like any other, but who would have thought, that just in few hours it would change something in me…

I can already hear the voices of the Day Class girls that have gathered behind the gate to take a glimpse at us. I don't understand them – as all high level vampires are by nature beautiful, and because I grow up surrounded by them, I don't see it as anything special. But for these human, if seeing us can make them happy, than I don't mind going thru all this. There are those among us – like Hanabusa Aido who enjoy it, or those like Akatsuki Kain, his cousin, who seem like they doesn't care. I am at least glad that that way I get to see her everyday.

The gates are opening, and the happy and cheerful voices of the girls became even louder as we finally get out. This is the sight that always greets me as I, as the pureblood and the leader, step out first to take the Night Class to school building.

"Good evening, Yuuki," I greet the girl I have saved that one winter day before a fallen vampire.

"Good evening to you too, Kaname-senpai," she bows to me and than she's back to trying to hold of the girls that are trying to get close to us – she's not successful by it, but it's cute how she tries.

"Thank you for your hard work, Yuuki," looking to the other side, where's a perfect line that no girl dares to cross because of the other school prefect, I bow my head slightly in acknowledgement of his presence. Zero Kiryu –hunter, ex-human, level D vampire. Something about his unique looks makes my eyes always search for him – and it's always easy to find him, as he stands out even in a crowd of people thanks to his silver hair and those piercing lavender eyes with which he closely observes our every move, waiting for just the slightest slip to take our heads.

"Kaname?" Ichijou, my childhood friend, calls up to me and as I look at him I see that I haven't even noticed that I have unconsciously slowed down, the others are already ahead of us.

"It's nothing," I resume my previous peace to catch up to others. I won't exactly give my hand for it, but I think that there's something different about Kiryu these days. He seems so… What is Aido doing? As we walk, he looks occasionally back, and if he didn't seem that nervous and tries so much to hide it, I would think nothing about it.

"Aido, stay a little," I ask him before he has the chance to enter the school building with the others. The ones that are still out stop too to look at Aido, but thinking that he again did something that he shouldn't have, they left him to his fate – no one would dare to question my actions.

"Did I do something, Kaname-sama?" asked me Aido as soon as the others were gone – except Ichijou, whom I told to stay behind too.

"I was just curious what caught your eye back as we walked here. You know, when you were trying so hard to hide the fact that you looked back so often. And judging by your expression, it's something that has you… worried," I don't even know why I'm asking him that – what he does is none of my business as long as he doesn't break the rules of the school. But for some reason I'm curious.

"Ummm… it's nothing you should be concerned about, Kaname-sama."

"Really?" I look harder at him, because he seems like he's trying to hide something.

"I was… I was looking at Kiryu," this, I didn't expect.

"You have a thing for him?" Ichijou said aloud what I was thinking.

"No, no, you have it wrong," he holds up his hands in defend. "It's because…" he looks like he's thinking if he should say it – it would be better if he told the truth. "Okay. Kaname-sama, do you remember the one time that you have send me to the town – about a month ago – to deliver that package?" I nod to him, as even if I don't know what it has to do with this, I'm curious to find out now that he decided to talk.

"I met Kiryu in town. It was kind of strange, because he should have been at the school grounds at that time, doing his guardian duties. I was curious, so I followed him to this strange club…"

"How was it strange?" I ask.

"As I was closer, it somehow drawn me inside – I run away just because this guy came out. After that, I noticed that Kiryu slipped out of the school grounds few times again. And today, I was just looking if he would go too…"

"And did he?"

"Yes, Kaname-sama," his eyes on the floor as he mumbled those words. This can be interesting. I don't judge Aido that he was curious to find out more, as I too am now after hearing it. It's unusual to think about Kiryu as a person who goes to clubs – and I think it's worth checking out.

"Where's this club?" Aidos eyes shoot up to me as if I have said something unthinkable.

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They say that curiosity killed the cat. I hope it's not my case – it's exactly as Aido said. There's this strange feeling in my guts that tells me that I want to enter – so this must be the place. It looks plain, with nothing decorating the door – one who doesn't know about it would not even notice it by just walking past it.

Here goes nothing. I open the door, revealing the stairs that are leading down. At the end of them is another door that opens from itself as I near it – revealing an elderly gentleman bowing slightly to me.

"Welcome. The owner is waiting for you. This way please," I follow without a word, as I don't sense any kind of danger. There are two corridors and we take the left one. The dim lights on the wall give you the feeling of calm atmosphere. There are no doors other than the one we're heading to on this side of the corridor.

"The owner is inside," holding the door open for me, he bows as I pass him and than he leaves. The room looks ordinary enough to me – like another study, except that there aren't any windows as it looks like we're underground. The dim light that's the same as in the hall, gives the room a calm atmosphere.

"Good evening, my lord," the man sitting beside the table stands up, bowing to me respectfully – from the aura he lets me know that he's also an vampire, and by the tone of his voice and the movements of his body I can tell that he also knows that I'm a pureblood. He looks to be thirty if I were to speak of human aging – strong and young, in his best years and form. His features aren't anything special, but he has a good upbringing – he can deal with any kind of people.

"Please, sit down," he shows to the comfortable sofa, and I do exactly so as I'm even more interested to find out what does Kiryu-kun want in a place that is owned by an vampire.

"I hope you will find here what you're looking for."

"I beg your pardon," he stops in his attempt to reach the shell filed with books as I speak up, "but I don't exactly know what's going on here. How did you know that I was coming? And what kind of place is this exactly?"

"Oh, don't worry. The charm I put up above the shop is pulling in just those who truly long for it…"

"What kind of shop is this? What do you sell?" I don't think that there's anything that I want to buy. But the way he speaks about the charm – so it's because of it that I felt like pulled in.

"What do I sell?" his back is to me as he looks thru the books on the shelves, pulling one thin out. "Pleasure, my lord. I sell pleasure," so it's like a brothel? I didn't thought that Kiryu of all people would be… He looks like even the slightest thought of something related to sex is of no interest to him. This is an interesting little piece of information.

"You don't look like one who enjoys to be taken – rather the opposite. You don't have any sadistic preferences, right?" his face lightens again as I ensure him that I don't have such taste, "good. Than please, choose from these ten," I take the thin book he's giving me.

On the first picture – as I open it – is a young boy smiling back at me in a really erotic pose on a bed full of pillows. The green yukata that's the same colour as his eyes exposes more than it hides. He's a beautiful, that much I must give him. I was curious in seeing if it's true, but this picture is all the assurance I need. I won't let myself be tempted into this – even if I want to – as I don't want to risk to be exposed.

"We have measures to ensure your anonymity," the owner says as he reads the doubt from my face. I look up at him, awaiting him to explain further. "Beside me and my fateful servant whom you have met by the entrance, no one will know your identity. The boys are blindfolded, with spell on the blindfold that hinders them in removing it, so they won't see your face. And even if they are vampires, they won't smell you because of the special incense I'm burning in every room that is blending with your smell, neutralizing it. And your aura – you can surpass it alone. See? I have thought of everything."

"Who are these boys?" turning the page, I look at the second boy – also a beauty.

"They aren't slaves, if that's what you want to know. They are here of their own accord. Let's say that this is a measure for them to run away from reality that is weighing them," to run away from reality – from the troubles and responsibilities. That doesn't sound bad. I think that if someone were to catch my eye, I can use this opportunity. No wonder Kiryu also comes here.

As I turn the page again, I can't hold back the surprise from showing on my face. My heart skips a beat just by looking at the picture of the silver-haired, lavender-eyed teen in matching lavender yukata a tone darker than his eyes.

Zero Kiryu. Never have I seen such an erotic expression on his face – such a sweet inviting smile. If he would just smile more like this. But does this mean that… I smile – this could be even better than I first thought.

"Did someone catch your eye?" the owner leans over the opened book on my lap to see the picture of Kiryu lying on a bed of pillows and looking just so irresistible.

"Is he free?" I ask, calming down to not show the excitement.

"Yes, certainly. So, now I just need you to sign the contract, and he's all yours for the night," closing the book, I follow the owner to his table.

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The room I was taken to after signing the contract is small, with just a king-sized bed in the middle and a bedside table by it. The light is red, bending with the colours of the room, making it comfortable. When the door closes, I can smell the incense that is burning on the wall more intensely, as it isn't mixing with the fresh air from the hall anymore.

"Good evening, my lord," greets me Kiryu's voice, but it's so unusual to hear such words coming from him that if I didn't see him, I wouldn't thought the voice to be real.

I was thinking what kind of attitude would he have, but the sweet voice got me by surprise. I hope to find out more new things about this delicious looking boy right before my eyes. He was lying on the bed when I came in, but sat up immediately as the door closed. He has the same lavender yukata as on the picture, and it has slipped down his one shoulder, revealing more of his smooth chest and one small pink nipple. There's really a blindfold around his eyes, with symbols drawn on it, as the owner said. If it weren't for the tattoo on his neck, I would not believed that this delicious being offering himself up to me is really Kiryu – the cold vampire hating hunter. This will be so worth skipping class today.

"Not liking what you see?" he asks in a hurt voice, as I don't move from the spot by the door. Oh, Zero. It's not that I don't like it; I'm just frozen from the nice surprise. But enough of the staring. There's also one more thing I need to watch for – I can't let my voice out, as he would easily recognize me by it. As I walk to the bed, my body feels like it's on fire that burns too strong when I'm already standing by him. Lightly touching his cheek – to ensure myself that it's really not an illusion – I'm surprised when he turns his head, kissing the palm of my hand lightly.

Catching his hands as they're reaching up to me, trying to touch me – I need to restrain them, as he can identify the school uniform by mere touch. And I don't want that. Taking off the red tie of the white uniform, I use it to tie his hands together.

"Oh, my lord. I don't like to be bind up," he protests just by using words, as he doesn't uses any strength to protest when I push him into lying position, tying the tie to the bed and so locking his hands above his head. "Now I won't be able to touch you and to pleasure you," god, he's just too cute… running my hand thru my hair as to calm myself down, otherwise I would jump at him right now – and I want to play some more…

I take off the top of the uniform, including the black bottom-up shirt, letting it slide to the floor – it's either too hot in here or he's doing this to me. I sit down on the silky bed by him – and what now? To say that I have any kind of experience with a guy would be a lie. He's a vampire, so his biting area is the most sensible one. Touching lightly the right side of his neck, which is free of the tattoo, I earn a quiet moan – I can tell that he didn't await that – to be touched in such a way. Only another vampire knows how to touch that area to give pleasure to another vampire.

My hand slides under the yukata, the other fellows it, sliding down his chest and opening the front of the yukata to reveal his whole chest for my eyes. I can't fight the smile when he moans again as my fingers brush his nipples – really, who would have thought that he can let out such a sweet voice.

Oh, I want to taste them, feel them – and I do exactly so. First licking it before my mouth closes around it, sucking on it and biting – lightly, not to draw any blood. I need to try hard to control my fangs that want to grow out, and dig itself into the white flash before my eyes. I never thought that male nipples could be this sensitive – but his moans show me otherwise. Giving my attention now to the left one, I let my hand slide down his flat stomach under the fabric, till I find his member – hard and already dripping.

"Ah, more. Touch me more," I swallow, looking up at him. God, Zero. What are you doing to me? I feel my own member pressing the front of my pants. Oh, this is bad. Is there some kind of lube I can use?

"Ummm… there's a bottle of lube in the night stand," his cheeks getting a cute pink color as he shyly tells me that – obviously knowing why I have stopped touching him. Reaching to the drawer, I pull the blue bottle out, placing it on the bed beside him as I return my attention to him.

Removing the dark fabric that is keeping the yukata closed, I pull the sides open, fully revealing his body. What a sight. I knew that he has a good build under that black uniform, but this is… he takes my breath away. Everything on him is making me even harder.

Taking the blue bottle into my hand, I sit down between his parted legs, pouring the liquor onto my fingers. Leaning over him, I kiss his belly as I slide one finger into his entrance, earning a gasp from those cherry lips I still haven't tasted. Moving my finger in him as I return to sucking on his nipple, I take my time preparing him. Adding another finger, his moans are like melody in my ears. When I add the third finger right after the second one, he pulls on his bounded hands and I look up in feat that he perhaps freed himself – returning back to his body when I see the tie where it should be.

"No more… I want yours... please," now, who could say no to that pleading voice?

Pulling out my finger, I finally unzip my pants and let my member out – using the lube to cover him in it – I position myself before his entrance. I know that there's no way back for me, and I don't want to – I like this side of Zero that he lets me see right now. And I intend to fully enjoy myself till the end.

Pushing the tip in is hardest, and I want to tell him to relax, but looks like I don't need to. When the tip is in, I slowly let the rest slide in till the hilt. I let him relax, get him used to my size and even if he can't see it, I smile at him, stroking him on his cheek.

"You can move now," he leans into the touch, kissing my hand again like before. Pulling out nearly all the way, I wait a little before pushing in again – oh God. This is… I bite lightly on my lip not to moan out. This is better than I had awaited. Never in my life have I felt this good. To think that our bodies are so comparable. And he looks… so tempting – panting under me as my every thrust hits his prostate.

"More… faster," he pleases, and I do exactly that. Giving attention also to his member, I adapt the movement of my hand to the speed of my thrusts, and I feel that I'm close.

"I'm… I'm… com… ming…" I let go of his member and he comes with a cry filled with pleasure on his stomach. I thrust one more time into the tightness of his muscles, burying myself deep in him and his legs wrapped around my waist tighten their hold like he doesn't want to let me go as I unload all that I have deep in him. Ah, Zero – I want to cry out his name. I don't want to pull out of him – to stay this way forever – in this warmth.

I wait till I'm soft to pull out. Picking up my clothes from the floor, I slowly put them back on, my eyes doesn't leaving his form. Those lips – he licks my finger as it brushes lightly his lower lip, licking it hungrily, and I need to pull away as not to get hard again. My tie – I need to retrieve it, as he would know by it that someone from the Academy was here. Untying his hands, he sits up, looking at me like he can see me thru the fabric blocking his vision.

"Leaving already?" I don't say anything, even if I want to so much, walking out of the room.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" I'm greeted by the owner walking up to me – it's just a big coincidence, or he was watching from somewhere. I hope the first one's the truth.

"How often is he here?" I ask, my calm mask's back on as I look at him.

"He comes when he wants, so I can't say. Why? Have you fallen for him?" yes, something like that.

"I want you to notify me when he will come. No one else is to touch him. Do we have a deal?"

"Looks like we would see each other often, Kuran-sama," he smiles knowingly, and I'm in such a good mood that I don't even mind the fact that he knows my identity.

"Looks like it," I let him show me the way out – I can't wait to come here again. Who would have thought that I would find a treasure in such a place – and in such an unusual form?

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TBC…

-Thanks for reading. Liked it? There are two more chapters coming. And for the second chapter, I'm switching to Zeros POV…