I wrote the original story a couple of months ago in a hurry but soon realised I wanted to work with it some more because I felt it was sort of summarised. So here is the finished result. It's a bit different and it has a real ending. I am really, really happy and thankful for all the fine reviews I got for the earlier version by the way, so I hope you guys don't think I've ruined it :S
For all new readers, this story takes place before Yuki Cross turns in to a vampire, (in my VK universe that may not even happen). And it's a Zeki fic. Although I like Kaname as an interesting character to mess stuff up with, he's way too creepy and evil for my liking otherwise.
Because Zero is really tormented (in a very fluffy way) in this one I put in some anguish for Yuki too, to weigh it up in some way. If you wonder and think parts of it seems out of the place
The original title of the story was "The Sexual Nature of Former Human Vampires", but don't know if that's allowed here so changed it. Yeah, this is an M-rated story if anyone has missed that. English is not my native language, and although it's not bad it will probably be some grammar/spelling that is not correct so please bear with me.
Okay, that's all folks :-D. Happy reading and oh, reviews are very welcomed as always, bad as good ones ;-)
CHAPTER ONE
It was Friday night and the patrolling was finally over. Cross Yuki, sixteen years old and a guardian at the Cross Academy, gave up a tired sigh as she walked the gravel path leading up to her childhood home. It had been a quiet night and although this was a good thing, these calm nights were in fact the hardest ones to patrol. It was not easy to stay awake after a long day with tedious school work when the silent darkness started to fall and there were not much to do. Besides, the first winter snow was coming down, leaving her miserable and empty.
Yuki had no memory before she was four years old and her first ones were of snow and blood. She had been rescued from a crazed vampire by Cross Kaien, the head master of the academy and a retired vampire hunter, and he had taken her in and raised her as his own daughter. Since that dreadful night she had never liked it when it snowed.
This weekend Kaien was in town, attending some important meeting, and because Zero, her adoptive brother, had been called away on a vampire hunt earlier, the house was dark and cold when she unlocked the door and went inside. She ran up the stairs to her room and hurriedly shred her school uniform for some old and worn jeans, and one of Zeros warm wool pullovers. He had worn it yesterday and his scent was still lingering in the fabric, making her feel safe. Then she went downstairs to the living room and curled herself up on the couch. Yuki knew Zero too had bad memories of cold snowy nights and she wanted to see that he was alright before she went to bed. If she fell asleep here she would at least wake up when he came home.
Zero...
He was not only her adoptive brother but her closest friend. And something so much more.
It was soon to be seven years since Kaien had brought him home and told her he too was going to live with them, his own family being killed by a vampire. Always wished for a sibling, Zero had been standing on the porch only days from Christmas like a broken and badly mutilated Christmas gift. He had been covered in blood and he did not speak one word to her when she helped him clean up.
Later on she had learned his family of vampire hunters had been murdered by a pureblood vampire named Hio Shizuka. For reasons unknown she had left Zero alive. Yagari Touga, Zeros sensei, had found him curled up in a pool of dried blood between his parents, holding his cold and lifeless twin brother tightly in his arms. He must have lain there for some days because the dead bodies had started their decay.
"Can you believe he asked me to kill him?" Yuki had heard Tougas strong voice through the walls when he explained to her father what had happened. "He just looked at me with those wide purple eyes filled with wrath and sorrow and pleaded for me to kill him! And I have never heard Zero plead for anything in his whole life, I mean, how in the hell could I kill him! It would be like... "
"So he knows he's been bitten then..."
"Well who wouldn't? It's not exactly something one can forget! And he's born into a family of top hunters and trained by me since he was a child. Of course he knows!"
"Yes but-"
"And by the way, what are you doing to him, he looks like a ghost!"
"He's been through a lot. Give him some time to heal Yagari..."
"Yeah yeah!" Touga had answered more than irritated and agitated slammed his fist into Kaiens desk, breaking it in the middle. "Healing this and healing that! Stop that hippiedippie talk will yah! And don't you go learning him shit like make love and not war kind of crap, turning him into a flower patterned dimwit like yourself!" Touga walked some rounds in the room. He lighted a cigarette and inhaled it in no more than three breaths, willing himself to calm down. "Well okay," he finally said. "But it's just plain fucking hard seeing him this way! He was a good boy you know, not just my best student, but a really good boy too!"
Kaien and Togua had often shared these somewhat indiscreet and high-pitched discussions on how to handle the not talking, very stubborn and not at all cooperative boy, so it had not been hard for Yuki to learn about Zeros fate, although no one actually told her any about it.
When the two grown up men mostly argued about how, and what to do, the child Yuki just did. And after a while they all noticed how the silver haired boy that shied away from everyone else, even his hurting sensei, seemed to connect with her as he followed her like a pale shadow wherever she went.
It was Kaien who had finally managed to tear Zeros arms away from his dead twin brother and it was after that, that Zero quit speaking. He was still, all these years later, not very fond of their adoptive father, though he knew that Kaien had not had any other choice that night.
He had stayed in a near catatonic state for almost the full first year he had lived with them. Besides not speaking, apart from when dreaming, Yuki had to bath him, dress him, cut his food and feed him too. Later Zero had told her he had almost no memories of that first year, something Yuki was thankful about. She remembered all too well his raging fits and his nightmares, him calling for his parents and most of all for his twin, and they never answering him. His pained screams as Shizuka bit him over and over again as soon he dared close his eyes.
She abandoned her own bed, alongside with her good night's sleep for years to come. It was quite convenient though, because now she too had someone who comforted her after her own bad dreams, someone who understood when she was plagued with the bad flashbacks from her past. On those nights Zero woke her by lightly shaking her and then he put his arms around her. He never spoke then either but she felt safe in his arms and soon fell asleep again, lulled by his steady heartbeat against her ear.
One morning though, Yuki had woken up and felt the coldness of being alone in their bed. This had never happened before as Zero never left the bed if she not dragged him out of it, and she felt panic thug at her heart. She stumbled out of bed onto the cold floor and was looking around for her slippers when the door suddenly creaked open and he came in. On his feet were said slippers and in his hands two plates.
"Oh," he said. "You're already awake?"
She had just stared at him.
"Well, uh, I made breakfast." Reaching her a plate. "Blueberry pancakes, your favourite huh?"
He sneaked down in the bed again and put his plate in his cross legged lap and started munching away on his own pancakes. Eating in a very civilized manner with fork and knife, although he the day before had not been able to use those same cutleries at all. Yuki looked down on her own plate which he had stuck into her hands. Her heart clenched when she noticed he had put her favourite ice cream on her pancakes too, just like she always ate them. He himself without, apparently not liking ice cream because he had always turned his face away when she had tried feeding it to him.
He looked up at her. "Come back to bed, its freezing. You'll get sick."
She did as he said, settling herself close to him but feeling strangely timid. Realizing she did not really know this boy at all. She gave him a trembling smile though, and could not help the tears forming in her eyes. "You are speaking," she had said in awe.
"Well, uh. If you're going to cry about it I will never speak again!" he hissed and gave her the first prototype of his later well polished glare.
After they eaten, she not daring to say anything else than that the pancakes tasted really good and shyly thanking him for making them, he had pushed her down into the pillows, and being two years older and therefore much more stronger, held her there while he tickled her until she cried out of laughter.
"You Baka!" he said softly with a small smile as he let go of her. "Of course I speak. I'm not mute you know."
He had lain down beside her and she had turned to him. Lying face to face they had started talking and since then they had been almost inseparable. It was one of Yukis most precious memories and they had actually slept in that manner, tightly curled up in each other arms until just a couple of years ago.
Until one of her lesser precious memory settled in her brain. Yuki felt her cheeks warm up as she thought about it.
One day she had woken up with a really bad stomach ache and when she was about to change clothes she found blood in her underwear. She froze, absolutely terrified, and then, with tears streaming down her face, she ran straight to her silver haired best friend. Zero had just gotten out of bed when she snivelling and hiccupping threw herself at him and buried her face into his chest. Stumbling she told him what had happened.
"W-what is this Zero, w-what if I'm really sick?"
Zero sat down on the edge of the bed and folded her up in his lap. He stroked her hair and tried to calm her down. "No, you're not sick Yuki... Uh..."
Stuttering he had tried to explain to her, but ended up by taking her hand and walking them to Kaiens library instead. With her still snivelling and not wanting to let go of his hand, he searched the shelves and the many rows of books before he found what he was looking for. A book on human anatomy. He turned the right chapter and gave her the book.
"Here Yuki, read this. It will explain everything much better than me... And I... I'm going in to town for a while... buying uhm, some stuff, okay?"
"But Zero, no!" she begged, almost panicked to be all alone with her horrible discovery.
Zero had looked at her, his ivory skin actually blushing. "I won't be long Yuki, I promise... Just read that okay?"
"So this is not anything b-bad, I'm not sick?"
He smiled faintly and touched her cheek, wiping her tears away with his fingers. "No, you're not sick Yuki."
Well, she had read and then she had cursed her fate as a woman. When Zero returned she was so embarrassed she had just gripped the plastic bag out of his hand, not daring to look him in the eyes. She had stayed away from him for the rest of the day until it was time to go to bed.
It was late and Zero was already sleeping when she snuck down beside him, hoping she would not wake him. No such luck.
Zero had turned around and hugged her close to him. "There you are," he mumbled sleepy. "I missed you."
When she did not answer him he had raised himself on his elbow to look at her. With his long fingers he carefully removed the hair hiding her face. "Yuki? Are you okay?"
"No," she whimpered, in too much pain to care about feeling awkward anymore. "It... it hurts so much."
"I'm so sorry Yuki."
He lay down and put his arms around her again, holding her tight against him. Tentatively he slid one of his big warm palms to her stomach and started to gently caress it with his thumb. She closed her eyes, feeling how the warmth from his hand made the pains slightly subdue. Shyly she took it and pulled it under her pyjama top, straight against her skin. She felt herself blushing in doing so but could not help it. His hand had just felt so warm and so good.
Zero had hesitated at first but then he relaxed and buried his head in the crook of her neck, snuggling closer and continued.
They were silent for a while before she asked him something she had been thinking about during the afternoon while she had been avoiding him. "Zero... How... how did you know about... uh... this? I mean it's really a w-woman kind of thing..."
It took a while before he answered her.
"I... I had a mother you know," he then mumbled against her neck.
"Oh..." It was the first time he had mentioned his past to her and she knew she was stepping on needles when she asked, "w-what was her name Zero?"
She felt him tense against her back and was on her way to apologize when he suddenly spoke. "My mother's name was Amaya and my father's Katsu..." In a muffed voice he added after a small pause. "And... and, and my b-brother's name was Ichiru..." He drew a shaky breath. "I don't want to talk about them."
"I'm sorry Zero, I-"
His other hand found one of hers and he gave it a small squeeze. "I know... "
And then he had given her a small kiss on her neck just where it met her shoulder.
She had shivered at the unexpected feeling of his soft lips touching her skin and she knew Zero had noticed her reaction but he did not mention it. He only gave her a small hug and continued caressing her stomach. "Good night Yuki," he whispered.
The next morning she decided they were too old to share beds. Zero had started to protest, but upon seeing her decided face, he had silenced. She knew she was hurting him but she could not explain to him about those strange, warm feelings that had run though her body last night. She could not explain to him how it had felt just too right, in a very wrong way considering he was her brother, adoptive or not, to fall asleep with him fondling her that way, his skin against hers.
Sometimes, no, really quite often, she still missed sleeping with him like that. She wondered if he missed it to...
Probably not, not anymore anyway. Ever since Zeros vampire instinct had started to kick in he had avoided her like the plague. And it hurt. Badly. She missed him. She missed them casually hanging out as they used to, she even missed him teasing her.
Zero had always had those strange dark moody days which came out of the blue. Over the last year they had grown more and more frequent until him one night had attacked her and bit her. It was about three months ago now.
After that first bite Zero had packed his bag to leave but she had managed to make him stay.
Zero had confessed his body rejected the blood tablets that born vampires used as a replacement for blood. It was not uncommon; many humans who were turned into vampires were allergic to them. Yuki, desperate not to lose him, had decided the best solution was if he continued in drinking her blood. Zero had refused of course but in the end he could not resist the blood lust and now it started to become a habit. He drank from her about once a week. To her it was very simple; Zero had saved her life more than once and now she was saving his, but it pained her to watch him fight himself every time and she longed for the day when he would accept himself. She tried to show him that she did not mind and had actually believed that they would grow closer again.
But instead it was the other way around.
In some ways she understood his behaviour in closing himself of. Zero had been through hell, worse than hell even. Yes, she understood why he did not let people close. But understanding was not the same as accepting. This was her! He should know by now that he could trust her!
Yuki felt sick. What if he had left? What if he one day would leave? No, she did not want to think about that.
She had almost grown an expert in the vampire nature during these months, spending many hours in the library trying to find a way to help and most of all to understand him. Every book covering the subject of the vampire nature though, contained this quite disturbing and thick, further inflicting its importance, chapter most usually titled The Sexual Nature of Vampires.
Yes. Apparently vampires were very sexual creatures, needing much more and feeling much more pleasure in touching, and sexual activities, than humans. And in the subchapter The Sexual Nature of Former Human Vampires she had read that the sexual need of all human turned vampires increased drastic when they began their transformation into vampires. Coming as a chock for most of the former humans, suddenly feeling those almost uncontrollable urges, it was seen as one of the reasons why they in the end turned into crazy level E's.
Yuki felt her face burn once again and buried it into the fabric of the couch. She groaned. How was she ever to be able to talk to, or help Zero regarding that matter?
Then she smiled a little to herself.
But I really like touching him, she naively thought and then immediately blushed even more as she came to think about some of the more illustrative pictures in those chapters she had read. Well she had never touched him in those ways but...
