Hi everyone. I know that it's been forever since i've written. I just started my first year of college and just got my first job. Good for my wallet, bad for my free time.
This fic will be dedicated to Fallen Demon 101. They sent me a message about posting more stories. It flattered me and kicked my butt into gear. So, I hope you enjoy the first of, hopefully, many fics to come.
Warning! BoyxBoy in this text! For all who no likey go find a good romance novel. As for the rest of you, have fun.
"My Pureblood: Show of Dominance"
It was an itch. An irritating, nawing itch that was clawing at the back of his skull. And, it was driving Zero insane.
It had started out not so bad. The small, lingering touches shared between Kuran and Yuki had always irked him to a certain degree. That degree had simply increased a bit recently.
It became a tick on his shoulder the night that he and Yuki had been invited to Takuma Ichijo's birthday party. The night Kuran became Kaname in his mind, and Zero had had to keep himself from ripping Yuki from the vampire's grasp. The sight of the two of them together had thrown him into a murderous mood. He hadn't given Kaname permission to get so cozy with somebody else. Oddly enough, that's what was bugging him the most about the situation. That thought had kicked his thirst into acting up.
It had become a full blown inflamation in his thoughts, when Sara Shirabuki had had the gull to touch Kaname at the soirre. He was upset with Kaname for allowing it, and furious at the woman for daring to touch what was his.
It was after the party, while watching Kaname shaking hands with all of the noble fangbags, that Zero came to a heart stopping conclusion. His mind had slowly come to revolve around nothing but the chocolate haired pureblood.
He was getting angry over people touching him or talking to him. Zero also didn't like it when people bothered the other boy with pointless problems. Kaname wasn't his, but damn did Zero want him to be. The silver haired hunter had become enamored with the perfect pureblood. The way he talked, the way he walked, the way he looked. Those wine red eyes and curly locks. Instincts, that he didn't even realize he had, were yelling at him to mark the man as his. Cover him in Zero's scent and protect him from all who would cause him harm.
As a hunter, Zero has always been one to follow his instincts. Why ignore them now? He was going to get rid of that damn itch.
(Next Morning at Cross Over)