A/N: I like trashy stuff. Or at least highly inappropriate things. So while drunk last night I began writing this, and thought, why not rewrite it and post it sober.

This is the highly inappropriate cut out portions of Life Goes On and related material. The first two chapters are a Two-Shot thematically, but are not directly related in plot. The third chapter will be about the awkward broments mentioned in the shorts chapter of Life Goes On and other awkward moments of them needing to learn more subtlety. Because there's no way Saya and Haji's love life isn't awkward if Kai's anywhere nearby. Or possibly David. The fourth chapter will be Julia and Kaori and Mao trying to find out about Saya's love life for god knows what reason.

Disclaimer: I do not, and never will, own Blood+.

Night at the Zoo

Haji was nervous when Saya called him to her room well after their evening parlor meeting with Joel. Usually, after the conversation with family and guests, Saya would send him back to his room as she went through her nightly routine of being carefully undressed and bathed. On occasion he would have to bring her medicine at night or help undress her if her maid had the evening off, but it was always strictly professional.

The situation he feared would happen tonight was becoming more and more inevitable for every party. Joel conveniently moved Haji from the servant's quarters in the attic to a closet directly next to Saya's room last year – probably because he was sick of waiting for them to sleep together. The room was made as uncomfortable as possibly as well, as if Joel was trying to push him to the luxury of Saya's bed. What Joel seemingly forgot was that Haji had slept on the streets with his family; anything was better than that. Haji himself was not tempted by the bed, but he was by the kisses Saya and he had shared. That was only a recent development, but it did make him feel like it would be more acceptable to bed her. After all, it implied she wanted it as much as he did. Even though the words his fellow servants told him about how improper it would be to sleep with Joel's daughter rang through his head, he reached out his hand to knock on her door. He had no idea if that would even happen tonight, but it provided no comfort to him that he may be wrong: he wanted to not be wrong. Displeasing the servants or appeasing Joel against Saya's knowledge and will were no longer strong enough deterrents: he wanted this.

Saya was equally as nervous. Recently Joel had been giving her a plethora of romance novels and risqué magazines to read. She honestly had no idea why, but she did begin to enjoy them. The idea of doing those… things… with Haji had been on her mind recently. The kisses they had shared did not help, nor did the confessions they had given to each other. Despite her desire, she could not shake the advice of her manners tutor: any relations outside of marriage would taint her for life. She heard a knock on her door and her heart beat faster.

"Come in," Saya squeaked out nervously.

Haji silently entered, locking the door after him. Saya noticed this and looked away. Only then did Haji turn to her and notice that she was still fully dressed in her evening gown. The windows were slightly ajar and moonlight began to peek through the windows. Her maid was on duty tonight, so it was possible Saya had dismissed her before undressing and bathing.

"Do you need anything, Saya?"

"I need help undressing. Would you?" She said this confidently, but Haji knew her well enough to tell she was nervous about something. He walked over to her and hugged her before nodding. Perhaps a kiss would have been a better comfort, but that would have been entirely unwise right now. He still had not confirmed Saya's intentions about the night.

Instead, Haji fell into the robotic routine he normally did when he undressed her. He unbuttoned her dress and put in into the closet before carefully unlacing her corset and putting that in her dresser. Saya's petticoat was placed on a dress form for use the next day. She would handle her drawers and chemise, or at least that's what he was hoping.

Saya watched has Haji turned to leave the room and followed to the door. She wrapped her arms around his waist. "Stay. Please." He did not move any further until he flinched with surprise as she removed his waistcoat. Despite his fears, he let her do it before turning to face her. It got hung on the back of a chair.

Then, it happened. She kissed him.

Saya and Haji were both confused. They knew they had secretly wanted to go further than a kiss, but they pulled back before the kiss could deepen. There was no blushing, but Saya did look down and nervously begin to fiddle with the buttons on his shirt. Haji stared blankly at her hair as he felt his shirt come loose, and eventually off his torso. This was really going to happen, wasn't it? He reached his hands to her face so he could meet her for a chaste kiss. Saya was the one to deepen it. In response, Haji attempted to pull away. Just because it was what he wanted did not mean it was proper. A minute into the kiss, he realized he did not want to pull away, but managed to do so anyways.

Reaching for his shirt and coat, he tried to get Saya to accept he needed to leave. "I cannot take advantage of you like this, Saya," he tried to explain as he reached the door. Saya wondered if he did not want her after all. He had said he loved her, but perhaps he would never accept that he could.

"Please, please, Haji!" Saya pleaded, "I know this is wrong. Both of us know that. But, please. Just for tonight. I love you!" Haji knew all of this, but he was still uncomfortable with the idea. If they did carry on tonight, even if they loved each other, he would still be carrying out her father's wishes without her knowledge or consent. That was something to be considered. If he was to do this, he would have to tell Saya, so he did.

Haji paused. "It is not that I do not want to – I do, more than anything. It is that by doing so, I would be betraying you. Your father has been pleading me to bed you for a long time. I do not want this to happen with that hanging over our heads. I want this to be something entirely between us." Saya was certainly shocked, but it did make some sense. This explained why Joel had been giving her risqué reading materials: he was trying to get her to make a move because Haji would not.

"He has been attempting to manipulate me less blatantly it seems," she said, finally showing a rosy blush on her cheeks. "I don't care. If we both want this outside of his manipulations, he does not need to weigh on it." She moved back towards him for a kiss. This time he accepted, but broke away to carry her to her bed.

The sloppy French kissing soon turned into butterfly kisses along her neck and collarbone. Despite not feeling entirely comfortable in his abilities to please his Queen, Haji began to gain confidence when she moaned in response to his hand on her breast. He removed her chemise to gain better access as Saya pressed her face into the crook of his neck.

"Are you okay?" Haji asked through the silence, breaking the moment. Saya nodded against his head to reassure him, and he continued. Saya felt Haji's mouth move down to her chest. Even if she was too nervous for it to feel entirely pleasurable, she was beginning to feel more aroused. Or at least that's what that feeling was if the books were correct.

The books came to Saya's mind at once – she could not be a good lover if she did not service him as well. It was not proper for her to receive all the attention, although considering what the situation already was, should she really care? She moved one hand from Haji's back and down to his waistband.

Curious and concerned as ever, Haji once again asked if she was truly okay with this and assisted her in removing his pants. He paused. "I would not be a good lover if I requested that you do such a thing for me our first time together," he explained.

Saya was confused – this was what she was supposed to be doing. She heard the maids saying as much one morning on her way to breakfast. "The books… The books Joel gave me… They told me this was necessary to be a good lover."

It was Haji's turn to be confused. What had those ladies magazines told her? He sat up next to her and grabbed her hands. "This is my turn to please you. Next time, love. Next time you can show me whatever things you feel are necessary." He laid next to her and looked into her eyes before kissing her again. He began to remove her last piece of clothing: her drawers. She blushed once again, but let him continue.

This was where he became lost. He had heard the male servants try to describe how to please a woman, and Joel had gone as far as to show him anatomical drawings, but the real thing was so much more confusing. Slowly he began to recognize structures and began to go to work. Inexperience was certainly a barrier to ability, but Saya did not notice if her muffled moans were any indication. When he thought he had satisfied her enough, he returned hands to her hair and his mouth to her lips.

Saya had certainly enjoyed Haji's ministrations, even if she was completely embarrassed to have bared that part of herself to him. Her books and magazines rarely mentioned that sort of thing, so she had no idea if it was even necessary or proper. She also had no idea if she was prepared for the main act, although it was what she wanted most at the moment. She reached down to his drawers to remove them. Haji was surprised, but allowed her to slide them down his legs and throw them onto the floor next to his pants.

"Are you sure Saya?" Haji asked nervously. He needed a yes, but would not count on it. Saya's actions certainly indicated she was, but he would not proceed without her word. God knows he'd survived enough lonely nights with himself before this one, he could handle another.

She nodded and looked away. It wasn't a "no," but she was certainly too nervous right now. Haji returned to kissing her desperately in an attempt to calm her before he asked again. This time she spoke. "Please. I want this." She still could not meet his eye, so Haji decided to continue kissing her before he took any more action. Eventually Saya got frustrated with his lack of action. "Haji, please," she moaned against his lips.

Not wanting to hurt her, Haji did as Joel suggested during his painful lecture about these matters and reinserted a finger followed by a second, looking for signs of pain on Saya's face. There had not been any so far, but as the third went in, she let out a yelp. "Saya!" He gasped in reaction to her expression as he pulled his hand away, "are you sure you are ready for this?"

"Yes. Please, get on with it," she said.

He slowly began to do as she asked while her face scrunched up in her attempts to have her body adjust. Once again he opened his mouth to make sure she was okay, but she silenced him with a kiss immediately. After a minute to let her adjust, he began to move. Not more than half a minute later he had already finished, and he pulled out of her embarrassed at his stamina. Knowing she had not gotten the chance to finish, he began to move his mouth and hands back between her legs, but she stopped him.

"Thank you for that, Haji," she said before she kissed him. "It was wonderful, but seeing as I am a little sore and it is getting late I believe we would both be better off sleeping." He was worried that he had done something wrong when she had stopped his attempt to continue, but her words were calming. He took the time to pull the light summer blankets over them as he took her advice. When Saya finally saw him fall asleep, she began to weave her hand through his hair until she too was asleep.

Saya was awoken the next morning before the sun was up. Haji helped her stand up so he could dress her in a clean nightgown before he shoved the dirty sheets from last night into an unused drawer of the dresser and replaced them with clean ones. After carrying her back to the bed from her couch, he put on his clothes from the night before, kissed her, and quietly slipped out of the room.

It was better that way. Joel would certainly take this to be a wonderful birthday present, but neither Saya nor Haji wanted him to know. The only way to have a chance at that was for there to be no evidence of it happening. That meant Haji and Saya would both have to be in their rooms when the servants awoke and the sheets would have to be hidden from the maids and laundresses. Next time, they would need to do it somewhere away from the sheets. Perhaps when they went for the picnic she was planning the morning of Joel's birthday.

A/N: So… yeah… This is the one night they spent together at the Zoo, and what Saya was remembering in chapter 3 of LGO.

These two, despite being BAMFs, couldn't possibly have had a really romantic or great first time considering their upbringings, hence this awkward mess.