AN: I've been obsessing over Vampire Knight for a long while. I love the thought of Zero and Kaname getting together but sadly, both of them are deluded to thinking that they love Yuuki, and not each other. Hmph.
Complete Summary: Kaname Kuran knew everything that is Zero Kiryuu, even the prefect's past involvement with vampires. What he didn't count on was that Kiryuu had another past. One that, when unveiled, would leave the pureblood jealous and possessively aroused. KxZ, implied one-sided YxZ (on Yuuki's side), past/implied ZxOMC(s).
Warnings: Yaoi in later chapters(thus the high rating), shounen-ai. Lemons are unsure but possible. Limes a given definite.
Silver Rose, Bloody Fangs
Chapter One: A Bad Day?
Zero Kiryuu sighed as he half-listened to the professor's lecture. His mind preoccupied in something other than Advanced Calculus.
He should be ecstatic about his current life right now, he supposed. The war had ended successfully, although there were the expected casualties, with most of the vampire council killed or executed. The few others had been driven into insanity and committed mass suicide by cyanide way long before Kaname's army and Zero's fellow hunters had arrived at the scene. Tch. Such a cowardly way to die.
It had been a pleasant shock when Zero was given the word that the Hunter's Association had agreed to side with them during the war. Sure, there were some demands, like that no hunter that was sent to them would be harmed, killed or be drank by an allied vampire but that was expected. After all, centuries of bloodshed between the two groups was pretty hard to just put aside if you really think about it.
Zero tapped the eraser side of his pencil against his cheek. Although he would stubbornly deny it to his grave, he had to give Kuran credit for actually standing by his beliefs and not cower in the – he snorted – awe-mighty power of the withering crows that was the vampire council and their humans-are-food and supreme-power-to-the-purebloods! way of living. Considering that the pale brunette himself is a pureblood and the sole male heir of one of the oldest and highest ranked vampire clans.
And, Zero mentally added, he supposed he should be grateful that the pureblood was willing enough to let him have the pleasure of killing that Shizuka(1) bitch. Though, he noted, the harlot was already injured by the time he got to her. He shrugged, oh well. She probably had battled one of Kuran's cronies or a hunter.
The silver-white haired prefect reached a hand to cover the side of his neck that used to display his mark of personal shame and humiliation. "Used to" being the appropriate term as he drank from his accursed and unwilling sire before he ended her immortal life with a straight bullet shot right between her eyes with Bloody Rose. In vampire's terms, he is now officially a half-vampire of noble blood standing with no chances of ever turning into a dreaded "E".
However, he would always carry that deep pain he felt when he learned that his identical twin, Ichiru, was nowhere to be found and had been pronounced as MIA. A killing bounty would've been over his twin's head had Zero not thought beforehand to have Shizuka confessed – and recorded himself – in front of witnesses her grave sins, including abducting his brother as a child and brainwashing him to turn against his own brother and only remaining family. Yet, somehow, Zero had the feeling that "that night" wouldn't be the last he would see of his brother alive, leaving Zero getting that stupid and unrealistic burst of small, overly-optimistic hope sowing in his heart.
But, all in all, life was looking pretty good for now.
A sharp tap interrupted Zero from his musings and he opened his lilac eyes, gazing towards the door to their classroom. A few other students heard as well and turned their attentions to the sound which had escalated into a loud, harsh series of knocks, clearly indicating that the person on the other side was getting impatient.
The professor, a bit put off that his lecture was interrupted, told his students to quiet down before giving the person permission to enter.
Eyebrows rose when the door opened to reveal the young-looking Chairman of Cross Academy. Blushes stained a few girls' cheeks as the handsome man waltzed into the room with a twirl of his cloak and a flash of a grin etched on thin pinkish lips.
"Sorry to disturb your class Tomaku-sensei." Cross apology would've been considered sincere if not for the mischievous twinkle in his eyes . "I came to pick up my darling and sweet-sweet son. I have an urgent matter to attend to that requires his immediate presence."
Zero felt the familiar twitch in his right eyebrow usually associated with his adopted father's presence. He calmly resisted the urge to retch his late lunch at the stupidity of the older man. Really, "darling" and "sweet-sweet"? What was he, a girl? Argh. Zero gave a quick, silent prayer to whatever divine entity could hear him that this level of idiocy isn't contagious. After all, he has a reputation to uphold.
With that, Zero settled himself with glaring Death at the blonde man. The cheeky bastard somehow managed to deflect his killer-eyes-of-doom and merely gave a seemingly-innocent grin at which half of the female quo in class – and, to Zero's horror, a few males – swooned in reply to the flash of blinding white teeth. Really, Cross' array of teeth – and hidden fangs, Zero mentally quoted – could've put a toothpaste model's to shame.
"Now. Now. Roro-chan. Shimmer down, I know that you're excited and all but that can wait until we're at my office."
That certain twitch in Zero's eye made itself shown at a more rapid pace. A certain evil aura started to emit from the tall lithe figure. His seatmates shuffled in their chairs in nervous discomfort.
"I mean, sure, even you Roro-chan are inclined to act like the emotional teenager you are but even at your age, there should be limits to impose and respect."
The twitch moved so fast that Zero feared he would strain a muscle in his eyebrow. The killer aura turned an ominous shade, resulting in his seatmates and a couple of those from his row trying to discreetly and quickly move their desks away from the range of the prefect's backlash.
"Roro-chan, are you listening to me? Really, teenagers today are so impolite and full of angst. When I was in high school, I—" The remaining students, who really were too much in frightened shock not to flee for their lives unlike the rest and even the professor himself with their tails tucked between their legs, audibly gulped and turned pale as the demonic air surrounding the male prefect grew heavier. As one, they all mentally said a quick prayer for the soul of the soon-to-be-no-more Headmaster and that they wished him a quick and not too much of a painful death.
"Cross!" Zero gritted through his teeth as he jolted from his chair. His normally amethyst eyes flashed a dark crimson shade and his fangs itched to protrude and bite his so-called father to death as he glared at the older man.
Finally realizing the life-and-death situation he had put himself in, Cross stopped his rambling to take a quick glance at his adopted son, barely hiding in a frightened squeal – that sounded too much like a girl's Zero noted smugly – as he noticed the Grim Reaper aura surrounding the boy.
"Um. Yeah. So that's that. But if you're too busy, we can schedule it another time. Say, next year? Neh, Roro-chan?" Cross gave a sheepish grin as he tried to calm down his son's infamous temper.
Zero's eyes flashed darker and a cruel smirk etched on full kissable lips as their owner pulled out a beautiful and shiny silver gun out of his pocket and cocked it towards the blonde man.
"DIE!!!"
The class slapped a hand to their foreheads and gave a chorus groan. Really, the headmaster has dug his own grave even deeper with that last comment. A few of the guys and all of the girls shut their eyes closed and muffled their ears with their hands as the beginnings of what will be a long series of pained, tortured moans and pleas of mercy erupted in the air along with the sharp, heart-stopping sounds of bullets' firing ringing in their covered eardrums.
Kaname burrowed deeper in the covers, unwilling to get out of his bed. He had woken up not too long ago feeling the most relaxed he had been for a very long time.
Indeed he had ample reason to feel that way. The brunette mused as he gave a contented sigh, a rare display of emotion. The war was over, a peaceful – although, admittedly still shaky – treaty was signed and sealed in all parties' approval with the Hunter's Association, and he had already finished assigning those he felt the most competent and wisest as the new members of the Council. Of course, he had been given the invitation to join as well. However, he politely declined and verbalized that he would much prefer to be of assistance to the Council, mostly as an advisor, if the situation deems it necessary.
On another note, Kaname had realized the depth of his feelings for Yuuki as nothing more than brotherly affection. This is a great though as he was starting to get the notion that things wouldn't work out for them in a romantic sense anyway. He loved his sibling too much as little sister to ever think of her as a lover even though incest wasn't really that frowned upon in vampire society, especially within pureblood circles. Hell, even his parents were siblings when they were engaged and married.
And, more lately, Kaname found himself thinking of a certain silver-white haired, lilac eyed former D-level exhuman with a short temper and a lovely lithe figure with skin the color of pure snow.
Kaname sighed, this time in sadness. As if the other male would look at him that way. Even if he had acknowledged and admitted his own feelings towards the prefect, he couldn't say the same for Zero. He couldn't blame him though, with the way he treated him in the past. Kaname now felt disgusted at having found pleasure in the agony and deep self-hatred the boy would emit. Zero may not be the type to wear his heart in his sleeve but his expressive eyes mostly gave away what he tries to hide so much.
Kaname turned to his side to bury his face into his soft pillow. Slowly, quietly, he let out the silent tears as he allowed himself to briefly weep for what could have been and what he had lost in his own immaturity and cruelty.
Some time later, emotionally spent and burgundy eyes dried from his actions, Kaname heard a soft knock on his door. Sensing the aura of the person outside as Takuma Ichijo, Kaname forced himself to relax as he listened to his follower's – and friend – voice speaking through the wooden obstruction.
"Kaname," Hearing this, Kaname gave a slight smile. Only Takuma could easily call him by his first given name. The others, especially Aido and Ruka, had a hard time stopping themselves from calling him "Kuran-sama". The most he could get out of those particular two are "Kaname-sama" which is a start.
Knowing that the pureblood was listening, Takuma continued. "It's nearing the end of the Day Class. We should hurry up if we don't want to miss class."
Kaname shut his eyes. Suddenly, he felt tired and weak. Was this how one usually feels after he releases his emotions with tears and sorrowful regret? He hated it. He hated himself even more as he realized that this was what Zero must've felt whenever Kaname or the others treated him cruelly just because he was something that he didn't even wanted of his own choice. That had been forcefully taken away from him when his sire bit him. Kaname's eyes turned a shade of deep wine red as he remembered the dead female pureblood. He never regretted it when he failed to stop Zero from killing the heartless harpy. If he was to be honest, he relished it. Not because Zero had killed, more of that she got what she long deserved.
Kaname let out a quiet, possessive growl erupt from his throat. That bitch had bitten Zero, felt his soft, immaculate-looking skin and tasted his delicious, mouth-watering, sweet musky blood. Such an intimate encounter didn't sit well with the pureblood, regardless that it had happened a very long time ago and that the woman was as good as dead as Cross was as insane.
Noting that Takuma was probably waiting for a reply, Kaname forced his voice into its usual calm and mysterious tone.
"Alright." He answered. "I'll be ready in a while. Please ask the cook to prepare my usual breakfast(2)."
"Yes, Kaname." Kaname heard Takuma's reply along with the swift pitter-patter of footsteps walking away from his door.
Kaname sighed and slowly got to his feet. He preferred to have spent a little more time in bed but knew it wouldn't be setting a good example to the other vampires, especially the new younger ones who were too high in their ideals of what is right and wrong, having not participated in the war due to their age.
Kaname furrowed his eyebrows in thought. He would have to announce an assembly in the nearest possible future. That way, he would tell them that some things that were looked away at during the former Council's reign will not be so tolerated in this new era.
The brunette let a smirk crossed his pinkish lips. They would do well to behave themselves this time, Kaname thought. Zero's wrath was legendary and, although it will please him immensely to see the silver fire light up in his beloved's lilac gaze, Kaname doubted the new Night students would share the same opinions as the pureblood. Especially, if they were the ones caught under the male prefect's furious glare.
Chuckling and in a better mood than before, Kaname gathered his clothes as he walked in the direction of his private bathroom. He had a certain breath-taking exhuman to look his best for.
Yuuki felt torn between asking what happened and being awed at the almost-poetic like array of lumps and bruises the Chairman, and her adopted father, was currently sporting.
The brunette female gazed at the corner of her eyes at Zero. The silver-white haired prefect was wearing a, excuse her manner, shit-eating smirk in his face as he watched Cross being both fussed over and scolded by the school nurse.
Yep, you guess it right. They were currently at the school's rather large clinic. Cross was sitting on the edge of one of the beds available, nursing a black eye by placing a large chunk of frozen raw meat in it to prevent the swelling.
"Honestly. You should've known better Mr. Chairman." The school nurse, a petite and curvy young woman of twenty-four, scolded. Her raven hair tied in a bun and her green eyes flashed in amused annoyance as she glared up at the blonde man who was supposed to be her boss and superior. Really, if the man acts this way all the time, She was surprised the entire academy hadn't already blown up in front of her eyes.
Cross continued to grumble incoherently. Although the occasional "picky brat" and "high-strung care provider" could be heard and well understood. At this, the nurse's eyes gleam a darker color and her glare deepened.
"What was that Mr. Chairman?" The nurse asked sweetly, a little too sweet given the dark look on her face. At the sight, all three gulped. Even Zero, though he would deny it later on if anyone would ask him.
Cross' face turned even paler and he waved his hands defensively. "Ah. Ah. I apologize. I didn't mean it. Just a slip of the tongue. Hehehe." He laughed nervously.
Yuuki resisted the urge to slap her forehead. Trust her adopted father to say the wrong things at a very, very wrong time.
Sensing that impending doom would soon occur towards a certain blonde chairman, Zero coughed loud enough to gain the nurse's, and everyone else's attention.
"It's almost time for class-shifting. We should probably get going." Zero glanced up and flashed a sincere small smile at the nurse, who blushed a pretty red hue at the handsome teen's action.
"Thank you for tending to my father Yamato-sensei. It was really nice of you." Zero added, still smiling.
Yamato-sensei waved the compliment off. "Oh it's really no problem Kiryuu-kun." She giggled girlishly, in which both Yuuki's and Cross' eyebrows shot up in surprise. "And please do call me Yuriko instead. Yamato-sensei makes me feel old." She continued.
Zero's smile picked up a notch on the charming factor. "Then I insist that you call me Zero then, Yuriko-san. And really, it was truly sweet of you to spare some of your time for us."
Now Yuuki's and Cross' jaws would've touched the ground as their wide, shocked eyes shifted from Zero to Yuriko then back again and vice versa. Was this conversation really happening? Are they in the Twilight Zone? What's going to happen next? Rido Kuran coming out and wearing a ridiculously glittery pink tutu while tiptoeing to the tune of "Swan Lake"?
Yuriko giggled. The Kiryuu boy was such a sweetie and very handsome to boot. He must surely have the ladies trailing after him like a pack of wild beasts searching for fresh meat. Too bad he was adopted by that horrid chairman though, she thought. However, she felt assured that what the chairman had wasn't contagious. If it was, well Yuriko Yamato will be the one to take care of Zero and she'll nurse him back to health in no time with a lot of special Yuriko-version TLC!(3)
"No worries. You are always welcome to come here whenever you like, Zero-kun." Yuriko winked flirtatiously. "Even if you're not feeling well or just want someone to talk too."
"Of course. Thank you Yuriko-san." Zero answered. With his peripheral vision, he caught the reactions of Yuuki and Cross and stifled a laugh. The two looked truly shocked. Zero wondered for a moment if he would do them a favor by closing their gaping mouths for them. Wouldn't want any insects to fly inside now, would they?
Instead, Zero bowed in thanks to the nurse as he took the still stone-faced Yuuki by the arm and half-dragged her towards the door. Waving a last farewell to both adults inside the clinic, Zero turned his back, still pulling Yuuki behind him and headed for the academy's entrance where most likely a rabid mob of teenaged-hormonal students belonging to the Day Class were waiting for the Night Class to arrive.
Yuriko giggled once more as the last flash of silver-white hair disappeared from her vision as she closed the door. A few moments later, her demeanor changed for the second time that day. She gave a long-suffering sigh and her smile turned into a grimace as she turned to glance at her patient, the chairman.
"You're lucky you have such cute children." She said bluntly to the still-shocked blonde man. "And Zero-kun's such a gentleman while Yuuki's a good girl. I guess there's hope for you yet since you did manage to raise such wonderful kids.
Moving to shift the curtains around the bed closed for privacy, Yuriko quietly turned her back to open a random drawer by the bedside and took out a small and semi-long cylindrical shaped tube with a silver round-shaped point at one end. A mischievous smirk flashed unseen on her lovely face, Yuriko turned once more to face her patient. Holding up the instrument in her gloved hand, her smirk gone and replaced with a smile, she murmured.
"Kindly take your pants off Mr. Chairman."
Cross gaped at the strange request. "Why? What's that?"
Yuriko's smile grew wider. "Oh this?" She restated. "It's a thermometer. I'll be checking your temperature to see if you have a fever or an infection. A fever's more likely though."
"Oh." Cross blinked, then coughed. "Then why do I need to take my pants off?"
If it was possible, Yuriko's smile got more innocent. "Why this is an anal thermometer Mr. Chairman."
Then her smile morphed into a smirk as she added. "And I supposed you do know now exactly where I have to stick this in huh, Mr. Chairman?"
A scream erupted from the clinic followed by wicked laughter. A few students whom were wandering in the hallway glanced at it's direction for a moment before shaking their heads in disbelief and continuing on their way. They must be imaging things. Yamato-sensei, the recent school nurse after the old one quitted due to constant nervous breakdowns, is such a kind and lovely young sophisticated lady. She wouldn't hurt her patients. They all thought assuringly.
He couldn't help it. He was so excited that he's going to meet his friend again after so long.
Light footsteps left a soft mark on the ground as their owner walked towards his destination. A smile etched on his face as the building came into sight. It really was rather large but that's to be expected since the entire compound houses around three to four buildings if his guess was right.
Cerulean sapphire eyes sparkled in anticipation as a slender slightly tanned hand tucked away a stray lock of crimson red hair behind an ear.
The figure, an above-average height of 5'9, looked up. From it's distance, his sharp eyes could pick out and read the sign hanging elegantly over what he estimated was the main gate of the entire compound.
Hmm. Cross Academy. Interesting.
A smirk crossed pink lips for a moment before it shifted into a true smile.
Finally, he was going to see one of his most precious people again. He couldn't wait.
Zero stifled an aggravated sigh. As soon as the gates had been opened to let the Night Class in, the Day Class students immediately started moving. Elbowing one another and even shoving the person next to them just so that they could catch a glimpse of the ethereal Night Class group and, hopefully, make them look their way or whatever they wished for. Personally, Zero almost pitied the vampires. Not that he would ever admit it of course. But still, he could help but sympathize. Vampires have sensitive hearing and no doubt their ears must be bleeding with pain from the loud vocals of the crowd. Zero was only half-vampire and already he felt like his head is going to explode from the unrelenting noise of squealing, swooning and shuttering.
Zero shifted his gaze to yell at another small group of noisy females near him but his gaze was caught by Kaname Kuran. Zero's eyes narrowed as he studied the pureblood. Sure, they had worked together in the war as allies and at least they were no longer at each other's throats but the exhuman still couldn't keep himself from being wary around the other male. Kuran hadn't even insulted him like he usually did.
Zero looked away. Come to think of it, the pureblood had stopped doing that a while even before the war had escalated. He supposed that he should be grateful for that. But why is he still feeling so bittersweet about it?
Zero turned his attention to Yuuki who was busy herself trying to fend off the mob. Maybe it was because Zero knew that whatever the reason Kuran had for treating him nicely or at least tolerated him more now was mostly due to Yuuki.
Zero mentally shook his head. Why should he give a damn anyway? As long as Kuran behaves himself, he will not pick a fight with the pureblood unnecessarily. Hmph.
Zero was too lost in his thoughts that he failed to notice Kaname sneaking worried and longing glances at the silver-white haired prefect. One person did noticed however and a mischievous grin showed on his face as the owner's mind quickly taught of a plan.
Kaname wished that he had bothered to put on his earplugs today. Lately, the crowd had been getting louder than usual. Perhaps it was because of the new freshmen? Argh. He was starting to get a headache.
Kaname kept his face blank as he continued to lead the entire Night Class towards their classrooms. His eyes, however, shifted constantly from one area to another, hoping to spot that glimmering silver-white hair or those haunting lilac eyes.
Ah. There he is. Kaname thought. A small smile on his face, barely just a twitch of a lip in reality, emerged as he spotted the male prefect bellowing angrily at a rather persistent group of females. Smugly, Kaname felt a rush of pride for the prefect as he saw the now-docile females behaving, their knees visibly shaking. That would teach those harpies not to get so loud.
And, Kaname narrowed his eyes, not to get too close to his Zero. Yes, his Zero. Although the half-vampire doesn't know it.
"ZERO!!!"
At the sound of his prefect's name, Kaname turned to face the source of the voice. Only to widen his eyes at the display in front of him. His heart breaking in hurt and betrayal as he did so.
"ZERO!!!"
"What?" Zero thought. The voice seemed familiar somehow, yet he couldn't connect a face to it.
Mentally shrugging, Zero turned his body around to the source of the voice. His eyes widened in surprise as he felt more than saw lips crashing in his' as a body practically propelled itself towards him. He involuntarily gasped, a normal reaction, and the intruder took advantaged of this by pushing his tongue in.
Yuuki gaped. The Day Class students gaped. The Night Class had varying degrees of expressions on their faces. Those personally inside Kaname's group of friends, particularly Takuma and Shiki, shifted their gaze to their leader who had a blank, unrevealing expression on his face.
Pure, unadulterated silence was what greeted Kaien Cross, Chairman of Cross Academy, as he arrived at the scene, slightly limping. He raised an eyebrow as he saw what had turned everyone into gapless mimes.
A beautiful stranger was busy playing tonsil hockey with his adopted son. The boy's lithe figure slightly towered over the prefect's and slightly tanned arms had woven themselves comfortably around Zero, one behind his shoulders to cup the back of the half-vampire's neck the other tucked around the other's waist. A long leather-clothed leg edged between the prefect's legs to keep the silver-haired male in place. The stranger's long crimson hair was tied into a medium-high ponytail, stray bangs caressing and mingling with silver-white locks as the taller boy had slightly titled his head down when he kissed Zero.
Again, Kaien Cross blinked. Then blinked some more. Finally, his blinks changed into full blown rich laughter that caught everyone's attention. Sure enough, the couple broke apart. Well, rather, Zero none-to-gently shoved the other boy way, an unmistaken red hue on the prefect's pale cheeks.
"What the f***! Who are you? Why did you kissed me? I'm going to kill you!" The prefect snarled. A small trail of saliva started to drip at the corner of his mouth and Zero immediately wiped it off with his right hand. He would wash it later, after he dealt with this bastard.
The stranger merely smirked, his cerulean sapphire eyes gleamed in unhidden amusement. His voice was rich and husky as he said. "You don't remember me Zero? I'm hurt." His lips took on a pouted look to emphasize his point.
Zero growled angrily. "Die!" He shouted, his left hand ready to take out Bloody Rose.(4)
Sensing that blood was about to be shed, Kaien Cross coughed and stepped in between the two males. Glancing at Zero, and ignoring the murderous look in his adopted son's face, Cross smiled and said.
"Ah, this is what I've been meaning to tell you Zero. A friend of yours from Europe was coming over to visit. I didn't count on you two meeting each other before I could tell you though since he wasn't supposed to arrive for another few days." With this, Cross shifted his eyes towards the redhead stranger who merely gave a sheepish grin. A rather familiar grin, at least to Zero it is.
Zero blinked. Then sudden recognition dawned in his eyes and his cold furious expression gave way to confusion. "Tsu(5)? Is that you?"
The redhead, now officially dubbed as "Tsu" grinned happily. "Ah! So you do remember me! I'm so glad!"
Cross smiled at Zero. "It's such a pleasant surprise, don't you think Zero?"
Whatever Zero had to say was cut off when the allmighty prefect, now-respected and even feared half-vampire, angsty teenager who faced some of the worst things life could throw at him even at a young age, fainted. As his senses blacked out on him, that last Zero could remember was a pair of strong arms catching him as the prefect fell before he succumbed into darkness.
To be continued.
Omake:
"Now. Now. Roro-chan. Shimmer down, I know that you're excited and all but that can wait until we're at my office."
Zero: (blinks) You do realize how dirty that entire sentence sounds like?
Cross: (smirks) Yes, yes indeed.
Sapphire: (smacks Cross in the head) Focus! Think with the head that's protecting your brain. Not the one on the bottom.
Omake End
Sapphire: Lol. I had fun writing that. And it only took me a day. Hmm.
Cross: Why were you so mean to me? (sob)
Sapphire: Sorry Cross. But I couldn't help it. You're just so cute acting as the helpless and gullible headmaster.
Cross: (sobs) But did you have to placed that witch in? My buttocks hurt.
Sapphire: (coos) Ah, poor Cross. Here, let me. (takes out a boo-boo band-aid and places it in Crosses' abused buttocks) There! All better!
Cross: Aren't you going to kiss it better? (smiles innocently)
Sapphire: Wah? (has massive nosebleed) What the #&!!!
Cross: Mwahahaaha! Revenge is sweet indeed,
Sapphire: (ticked off) Daemon!!!
Daemon: (appears besides Sapphire) (sighs) What do you want now human?
Sapphire: (points to Cross) He was being mean to me. Punish him!
Daemon: (looks at Cross in a new light) you've got guts man. I envy you.
Sapphire: Daemon! That's it! You're supposed to be on my side. What kind of muse are you?
Daemon: (blank look on his face) The intelligent type.
Sapphire: (holds out a bag) I've give you these.
Daemon: (blinks) Are those… (sniffs) (drools)…chocolate?
Sapphire: (smiles) Uhum. (wiggles bag for added effect)
Daemon: (stares at Cross) (grins wickedly) if I punish you, I'll get chocolate. (smirks) Works for me.
Cross: Wait, don't! Ack!!! (runs aways)
Daemon: (sharpened his claws) You can't run forever you know! Roar! (chases after Cross)
Sapphire: (a smug look on her face) Feh. Men. No matter what species they are, it's adorable to manipulate them. Lol. Anyways, please review! Mwah! (winks) I already have the basic idea for the next chapter but you never know. :)
Index:
(1) Can't really remember what her name is. Shizuka sounds familiar though.
(2) Since vampires technically wake during the night and usually slept during the day, it would be normal that they would "break fast" at around the human's dinnertime.
(3) TLC means "tender loving care" for those who didn't know.
(4) I always imagined Zero to be ambidextrous. He just seems the type.
(5) "Tsu" is obviously a nickname. Haven't decided yet on what his name is. Suggestions are welcome.
