This story originally was going to end in this chapter; however, the file was just too big to upload which means that I had to split the chapter in three parts. So instead of a two chapter story –like I had originally planned- it will be a four chapter story. So the next chapter after the next will be the conclusion of Sleeping with the Enemy. So please enjoy this chapter and I promise I won't have you guys wait so long for the next update like I did before.

Warnings: BoyxBoy love, two semi lemons, violence, detailed murder scene and heavy cursing, AU warning

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Vampire Knight or any of its characters it all belongs to its rightful owner Hino Matsuri, I just use them to satisfy my yoai pleasure and nothing more. But I do own any non-VK characters that are mentioned in this story.

Major character appearances:

Zero Kiryu

Kaname Kuran

Yuki Cross

Kaito Takamiya

Minor character appearances:

Ruka Souen

Akatsuki Kain

Toga Yagari: FBI agent

Seiren

Unimportant character appearances:

Enzo DeMonte (my own character)

Fabrizio (my own character)

Gin/Hiroshi (my own character)

Please comment/review, its what keeps me from being lazy and not posting.


Chapter 2: Till Death do us Part

Zero sat there for a moment utterly speechless, unmoving with both amethyst colored eyes round like marbles. Zero was well aware that Yuki was expecting an answer from him, but Zero didn't know what to say or do at the moment. He was -to say the least- very shocked, to the point that he wasn't able to hide it from showing on his face. He was internally freaking out and if he was in this much of a mess as he was, just imagine how the man responsible must be feeling?

With that thought in mind, Zero glanced over to the other brunette occupying the table. And just as he suspected, Kaname at some point during the conversation that went on between Zero and Yuki must have flagged down a passing waiter and ordered him to bring out the whole bottle of whisky he was drinking. Because Kaname was right now drowning himself in the golden liquid and not even being discreet about it. Yet, that alone was not enough to settle down the betrayal Zero was beginning to feel burning up in his chest like a bullet wound.

Taking a deep breath, Zero turned to Yuki and smiled as best he could. Making the apprehension she was feeling with his quietness disappear. "Congratulations Yuki, I'm so happy for you."

"Thank you Zero, it means a lot coming from you." Yuki admitted as she reached over and grabbed Kaname's hand -the one that was free from the cup of whisky- and smiled. Zero stared at their entwined hands with distain boring through his eyes. Hoping that their hands would somehow burst into flames, but mother luck was elsewhere tonight.

With great effort, Zero tore his gaze away and looked up and smiled the most fakest smile that he was surprised that Yuki didn't realize the twitch his lip gave every so often at being forcibly stretched so far across his face.

"Of course, Yuki. And if you don't mind me asking, how many weeks are you?"

"What?" Yuki looked surprised by the question Zero asked.

"I asked how many weeks are you? I want to know how the two lovebirds had time to fuck." Zero was acting on impulse now, not really knowing what he was saying until it was all said. "I mean, how have you two had the time to fuck when both of you are so busy? Especially you Kaname?"

"I shouldn't be asking those sorts of questions, Zero." Kaname voiced out carefully, though he meant what he said as a warning. But Zero was too amped on pure hatred that he didn't care for the consequences of his actions at the moment. He just wanted to hurt them as much as they hurt him.

"What is it Kaname? Do you not wish to tell your future wife exactly how busy you ar– Ugh!" Zero grunted painfully when Kaname's sock covered foot kicked Zero's lower region.

"Oh my goodness, Zero; what's wrong?" Yuki asked with worry despite the fact that she felt offended by Zero's earlier outburst.

"Yea Zero? What's wrong?" Kaname mimetic. Zero glared up at Kaname who had a slight smile on his lips. That made Zero glare harder, but that glare only made the foot on Zero's lower region push harder making Zero bite back a whimper of pain.

"It's nothing Yuki and I'm sorry." Zero began weakly. "I said things that were uncalled for and I'm sorry. It's just that you are my adoptive little sister, so I guess I was sort of upset to see that you have all grown up now?"

Zero hated saying those words, but it was the only thing to make Yuki happy again and save his balls from being crushed by the heel of Kaname's foot.

Yuki smiled. "It's okay Zero. I'm glad it was all a misunderstanding. But I have to admit that for a moment there I thought you actually hated me?"

"Of course not, you are my adorable little nee-Chan?"

"And you are my stubborn onii-san." Yuki joked. Zero forced another fake smile and said nothing more.

After a few minutes of utter silence, the waiter came with their meals. Zero looked over his plate of chicken smeared in red wine sauce to Kaname who was already digging into his lamb stew. Zero waited until the brunette took notice of him and when Kaname looked up to met Zero's eyes, he watched as Zero gestured with his eyes to Kaname's foot that was still pressed between Zero's legs.

'You want me to remove it?' Kaname mouthed out the words with his lips and Zero nodded. 'Okay then.'

With great skill that only Kaname knew he had, he unzipped Zero's zipper with his toe and rummaged inside Zero's open fly with his foot and struck gold when he felt the slowly hardening of Zero's penis.

Zero's eyes went wide as he jerked his head up to look at a smirking Kaname. 'What the hell are you doing?'

'What? You wanted me to remove it?'

'I didn't mean my penis, you idiot!'

'Are you sure about that?' Kaname smirked and rubbed his foot along the base of Zero's cock and watched as the boy's eyes went hazy with pleasure.

Zero bit his bottom lip in an attempt to surpass the moans that were threatening to escape from between his lips as Kaname continue to rub him off. Zero side glanced at Yuki who was in her own little world as she went on eating her Mediterranean salad, oblivious to the fact that her fiancé was giving her best friend a foot-job.

Zero tried his best to labor his breathing, but it was easier said than done. Especially since Kaname mouthed out with his lips for Zero to take off his sock. So now Zero was feeling the warmth of Kaname's foot against his even warmer arousal and the feeling of it was seriously driving Zero up the wall with pleasure. With all this being looked on by Kaname as he watched and enjoyed as Zero fought furiously with himself for control, all the while taking spoonful after spoonful of his lamb stew.

Zero clutched tightly onto the table cloth on either side of his plate of chicken smeared in red wine, which he hadn't had the pleasure of tasting yet. Zero was in a pleasured hell. He couldn't do the things he normally would've done if they weren't surrounded by dining people in a French restaurant. He wanted so badly to just throw his head back and moan, but Zero had to suck it all up and try to act normal (which he figured he wasn't successfully doing for the fact that he had been staring at his untouched plate and clutching at the table cloth until his knuckles turned white for several minutes now). Zero could feel his bottom lip start to hurt as he bit harder each time Kaname's strokes became swifter and harder against his cock. Zero again had to glance toward Yuki to see if she had noticed anything, but thankfully the girl was still oblivious to everything as she was finishing up her salad.

It's not like Zero was at all nervous about Yuki being there. In fact, this wasn't the first time he and Kaname were involved in a sexual act while Yuki was near. Zero could actually recall about three other times he and Kaname did this sort of thing. The first time Zero could recall was in the hallway outside the living room where Yuki was busy watching a movie she had rented for the three of them to watch at her and Kaname's place. The second was at Zero's apartment when Kaname and Yuki had to stay over while their house was fumigated for termites. Kaname had snuck over to Zero's room in the middle of the night after knowing that Yuki was fast asleep. And then they had done it again the next night, where they had had sex on the couch while Yuki was showering. For the both of them, knowing that Yuki was around made the whole sexual experience all the more exciting and it sent the both of them reaching their orgasms all the more faster and harder.

Zero didn't realize that he had been staring at Yuki's face for so long, because the next thing he knew was Yuki looking up when she noticed she was being watched by a pair of violet eyes. Zero's eyes went enormously wide and he immediately looked away when he met Yuki's curious gaze.

Yuki looked at Zero for a moment before looking down at his untouched meal and then to her own half eaten meal. "Did you want some of my salad Zero?" Yuki asked as she looked back up at him.

Zero didn't dare to make a sound. Especially since he was so close to his release and even though Yuki's attention was on Zero now, Kaname never stopped his ministrations for a minute. Zero was shaking uncontrollably now with the need to release. Somehow he was getting harder at the mere fact that Yuki was watching him, staring at him with those concerned brown eyes of hers that were still oblivious to what was going on right under her nose -literally.

"Hey Zero, are you okay?" Yuki questioned as she was starting to get concerned with how Zero refused to meet her gaze and with how her best friend was somehow showing signs of surpassing some sort of internal pain.

Zero went to open his mouth but covered it immediately to surpass a moan as Kaname jerked his foot upwards from base to tip. That one motion was all it took to send Zero over the edge, and spilling his seed all over the conveniently placed napkin over Zero's lap. It took a few moments before Zero was able to catch his breath and collect himself entirely from his orgasmic release. But when he did he was able to look back up at Yuki and meet her eyes, those big concerned brown eyes never looking away from him.

"Sorry Yuki, I-" Zero began but stopped. He didn't know what to say. He felt like a fish out of water. He tried to think of something but the realization of what he and Kaname had just done kept playing back like it had always done making Zero's chest grow tight and his mouth feel dry. Zero went to open his mouth again to try to explain his weird behavior, but before he had the chance to Kaname beat him to it.

"If you weren't feeling well Zero, you really should have told Yuki not to order you such a big meal that could upset your stomach."

Zero side glanced toward Kaname's direction and could see the brunette smirk at him over the rim of his glass of whiskey. Zero knew that smirk to be one that read 'you owe me one' and Zero knew he meant them.

Yuki's expression went from surprised shock to guilt as she took in Kaname's explanation. "Oh my goodness Zero, I am so sorry. I didn't know you were feeling unwell."

Zero looked at Yuki's face for the longest while before bowing his head in shame. "I'm sorry Yuki…really sorry…so truly sorry." Zero voiced out sincerely, violet eyes down casted and watery as if tears were ready to escape from them.

Yuki was taken aback by the sincere way Zero voiced out his apology. She didn't think not telling her about him being sick was that big of a deal to have Zero apologizing and looking as if he was guilty of some sort of crime. But, she knew this was how Zero was. He may appear as a rude, insensitive jerk but only a few knew that he was really sincere with a kind heart. That was what Yuki liked best about him. She knew that Zero would never lie or betray her and she could bet all she had on that.

After the bill was paid by Kaname, the three left the restaurant in a calm silence. Zero walked behind Yuki and Kaname as he always did since the affair between him and Kaname first started. Zero felt he didn't deserve to walk beside Yuki after all the things he had done with her fiancée behind her back. In Zero's hands was a paper bag with the restaurant's logo on it that was carrying a container with the food Yuki had ordered for him, the meal he hadn't had the pleasure of tasting earlier.

As soon as the three made it to where Kaname parked his car, Zero was the first to break the silence. "Thanks for inviting me and I'm sorry that I didn't get to eat the meal you ordered for me Yuki."

"Eh, you're leaving already Zero?" Yuki asked a bit surprised. "I thought you were going to follow us over to our place to watch that new action flick I rented for us to watch?"

"I know I promised, but I just remembered that I have to finish this one report on this story I'm working on and you know how I hate to leave work undone."

"But Zero, you promised." Yuki insisted with a pout.

"I know Yuki and I'm sorry" Zero answered as he bent down to kiss Yuki goodbye. "But this is a very important story that needs to be done."

"Can't you leave it to someone else to do it?" It was Kaname this time who spoke.

"I wish I could but this assignment was assigned to me alone, so I have to get it done."

"Oh fine, but you so owe us big time," Yuki voiced out with her hands on her hips.

"Well if you put it that way, how can I refuse" Zero laughed and ruffled Yuki's hair, making the petite girl huff before altogether giggling.

Zero watched as Yuki walked over to the passenger's side of Kaname's car and waited until she was perfectly inside before turning his attention to a furious Kaname still standing outside the driver's side of the car.

"What?" Zero spoke first since he knew Kaname wasn't going to take the initiative to speak first.

"What do you mean what? I thought you said you had the rest of the night off?"

"Well I guess I made a mistake, because I don't"

Kaname narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "Don't tell me you're starting to get a guilty conscious now after just two years?"

Zero stiffened.

Guilt. Was that really the reason why he was telling such a lie to get away from Kaname? All because he was feeling guilty? Zero didn't know, but he wasn't going to stand there and have Kaname assume that it was the reason.

"Oh please, Kaname. If I were really feeling guilty, then don't you think I would have said something to Yuki by now?"

"I don't know, would you?"

Zero didn't know how to answer that, so instead he looked through the driver's side window and saw that Yuki was immersed with playing with the radio that she wasn't even paying attention to what was going on outside. Zero took that chance to step closer, just enough to bend his upper body so that it touched Kaname's and with the leverage of his tip-toes, Zero was able to connect his lips with Kaname's for a brief kiss.

"You just played a dirty trick, Zero" Kaname began, his fingers trapping Zero's chin between them. "You can't feed a piece of meat to a starved lion without it wanting more."

Zero tried to pull away, but Kaname wouldn't let go. "Would you let go of me. What if Yuki looked out the window and saw how close we are?"

"Yea and whose fault would that be?" Kaname leaned closer. "Consider this part of the debt you owe me for saving your ass back at the restaurant."

Zero side glanced back at Yuki who was still playing with the radio before looking back up at Kaname. "Fine, but just one more and then you'll let me go, right?"

"Scouts honor" Kaname promised.

Zero sighed and once again captured Kaname's lips with his own. This time the kiss lasted for several seconds before the two separated, both gasping for air when it was over.

"Now that was a kiss," Kaname said satisfied. "But you do know you owe me more than that."

"I always owe you more."

"Well that's because you're tied to me Zero. You and I together forever until death do us part, remember?"

"I know that…" Zero answered. It was a truth that Zero sometimes wished wasn't true. "But for now you're going to have to just settle with Yuki tonight." Zero ignored the ping of jealously the stung his chest when he said the last bit.

"Yea, we'll see about that." Kaname murmured more to himself than to Zero.

Kaname was not looking forward to spending the rest of the evening with Yuki, especially since Kaname had been looking forward to fucking Zero instead of Yuki. But, he guessed the petite girl would have to do since Kaname didn't want to go on with the rest of the night with a raging hard on he had gotten just from kissing the silver haired boy. With an annoyed sigh, Kaname opened the driver's side door. Yet before he went in he turned to Zero one last time. "Make sure you call me once you get home, alright?"

"Oh Kana, don't treat Zero like a baby." Yuki yelled from inside the car.

Kaname surpassed a grimace at being called Kana by Yuki. Kaname seriously hated that damn nickname Yuki insisted on calling him, but Kaname couldn't really do anything about it now especially not without the full trust of her father still so far from his reach. Yet once he got it, Kaname would have no doubts about dumping the bitch and finally being able to be with Zero without the worries of being caught. But now things had became complicated with Yuki getting pregnant and all. So the chances of him and Zero ever being able to be anything more than what they were was growing slim by the minute.

Kaname shook his head from these thoughts. It was something he didn't wish to think about, at least not right now. Ignoring everything Yuki had said Kaname turned back to Zero. "Remember to call, okay?" Zero only nodded and after a few moments the car and Kaname were gone.

Zero stood there looking at the empty parking space that was once occupied by Kaname's car before he turned around and walked over to where he parked his car. After getting in and closing the door behind him, Zero leaned his forehead against the steering wheel and wrapped his arms around himself. Zero didn't cry. He refused to be shaken with emotions that would only cause him more burdens than relief.

Zero couldn't recall how long he had been sitting in that position before he turned on the ignition of his car on and drove off. He drove pass the street leading to his luxury apartment complex -which was bought for him by Kaname- then pass his work building and continued driving straight towards downtown Tokyo where the night life would be booming and the bars opening for business. Zero had one place in mind where he wanted to go. A bar he and his co-workers went to sometimes to celebrate. The owner would recognize him surely and give him a private tatami covered room (most likely the one he and his friends use whenever they came there) and then Zero would drown himself in his sorrows with the help of his dear friend Mister Sake.

So, Zero wasn't surprised to find his hypothesis to be correct as he entered the bar after parking his car across the street. The owner –a forty something year old man with a strong stature- greeted him with a smile from over the counter where he was mixing up a drink for a patron sitting on a stool in front of the bar. He had asked Zero where were his companions that he usually came with tonight to which Zero answered he was there alone. The man simply nodded his head; guessing that the reason why Zero was alone was because something unpleasant happened that he didn't want to talk about with others. So, the man flagged down a nearby waitress and ordered her to led Zero over to the private tatami covered room Zero offend used with his co-workers -as Zero had predicted would happen- and give him a complimentary bottle of sake. Zero was going to decline the free offer but thought otherwise. Who was he to decline a free bottle of sake?

Zero gave the man his thanks before following the kimono wearing waitress down a narrow hallway toward a more traditional part of the bar. The owner watched quietly as the woman led Zero away. His eyes stared at the boy's silver hair for a moment before looking down at the left side of the boy's neck where the top half of a tattoo was peeking out from underneath Zero's dress shirt collar. The man would admit he had done some shady jobs for several yakuza families back in his earlier years before altogether retiring from that line of work to open his own business. And in one particular job he had done -one that would haunt him forever- was to clean up after a vigorous murder scene and make it look like a typical home invasion gone bad.

He didn't know the family personally, but he figured they were well off since they were able to own a high class cottage in Como, Italy. It was about 40km north of Milan where apparently a gala they had been invited to was being held, or so he heard. The murder was taken place in the wee hours of the night. He remembered hearing the screams and gunshots coming from the house while he and his two buddies waited in the van parked across the street. They waited for the bedroom lights to flicker on and off, signaling them that the house was secured of any living person, and when the lights did flicker on and off, he and his two buddies left the van and walked across the street toward the entrance of the cottage. Waiting at the door for them were two masked figures dressed in all black.

As soon as he and his buddies joined them in front of the cottage, a woman with short grey hair appeared from the shadows. She was clad in a dark grey business suit and was holding two briefcases in both hands. She stopped walking once she was before all five men and once she knew she had their attention, she spoke first to the men in black.

"Has the deed been done?" She had asked in Japanese. Something the other two Italian men couldn't understand since both were born and raised in Italy. Yet, Gin knew. He was pureblooded Japanese; he was only thirteen years old when his father was transferred to Italy due to his job and he has been there ever since. Hoping that one day he will earn enough money to go back to Japan.

One man stepped forward. "Yes it has, Ms. Seiren-san. We had terminated said targets and all visible eye witnesses. These men here will follow-up and eliminate any sign of foul play and make it appear as if it were just a home invasion gone bad."

The woman named Seiren nodded before handing over one of the two briefcases in her hands to the men dressed in black. Both men counted over their money in the briefcase and seeing no counting errors, nodded their thanks and disappeared the same way the woman had entered, blending into the shadows. Once they were gone, Seiren directed her attention toward the other men. All three men got a real good look of her. She had short grey hair with matching grey colored eyes. Her face was a creamy milk color; she was petite yet sturdy for a girl around the ages of twenty-two or twenty-three. Her facial expression was unmoving and cold like a rock. With just one glance all three knew she was skilled in other fields than just being an adviser to her boss, whose identity stilled remained anonymous to the three men.

They only knew him by the initials H.K and nothing more. They didn't even know if this guy even existed. But if he did, than this man had political power or at least ruled people who did with an iron fist. He was most likely a man who was looked at with respect and fear. This man properly had many followers who obeyed his every word. Betrayal meant death and that was properly why these people were killed. They properly had betrayed this man in some way for him to have them killed so brutally in their own home.

'Poor suckers' All three of them had thought as they waited for the woman to hand over the other briefcase in her hands. Once the briefcase was handed over to them, the boys checked it over and noticed that something was not right.

"What the hell is this?" One of the men asked. He was a heavy built man with a round face. He somehow remained Gin of the Pillsbury Doughboy.

"What's the problem?"

"Why the hell does this briefcase come out to be only 30,000 when you know we agreed on 60,000?" The Pillsbury Doughboy looking man extended out his hand that held the briefcase and pointed towards it. "Where the hell is the other 30,000?"

Seiren stared at the man as if he was some sort of specimen under a microscope. She didn't like having the man point his fat fingers towards her. "You will get the other 30,000 once the police report this as an involuntary manslaughter by home invasion."

"You do know that even if we successfully made it appear as such, a further investigation on the murders will only be further conducted."

"You leave the investigation matters to us. We know how to deal with that when it comes."

The man eyed her suspiciously. "And how to you plan on doing that?"

Seiren gave an annoyed sigh. "Don't concern yourself with that."

She didn't like being held up in a pointless discussion, especially since time was of the essence. God knows how long it will be before the morning staff arrived and saw the dead bodies and contacted police. Seiren wanted to get this done and over with as soon as possible so she can inform her Master of the mission's success. And once that's done, she can go back to attending the young master as she had been doing since the boy was young.

Seiren snapped her fingers and in a few seconds another young slender built woman stepped in from the shadows. Like Seiren, she was wearing a business suit. But hers was a dark blue and instead of suit pants, she wore a skirt. Her blonde hair flowed to her shoulders and her caramel colored eyes looked forward, toward no particular direction. In her hands was a briefcase she held onto with gloved hands. As soon as she stood beside Seiren, she held out her hands with the briefcase for the men to take.

The Pillsbury Doughboy lookalike was the one who grabbed it from the girl. "What the hell is this?"

"The knick-knacks you requested for me to bring, that will help you with the clean-up." Seiren answered as if it was nothing.

"So, you want us to cover up whatever's there so that is won't be used as usable evidence?" The man asked and received a nod. "Who exactly are these people that your boss wanted dead so badly?"

"Mr. DeMonte," Seiren began as she walked toward the round man. Her calm composure had been wear thin and now she wore an aura that boarder lined between annoyance and rage. "I specifically hired you and your men under the pretense that you get your job done without asking questions. Now, if you don't want to end up like them, then I suggest you go and do your job as you were instructed to do. So, do I make myself clear?" The man named DeMonte nodded. His face went totally white with fright at how dark Seiren's voice went.

Seiren smiled at that and stepped back. "Well then gentleman, it seems that our business dealings are done for the night. So, I'll leave you to do your work and if my Master finds your job satisfactory, then he will send you the rest of the payment and you can distribute it however you like. So, if you'll excuse us." With that Seiren turned on her heel and left, disappearing into the shadows with the young blonde girl in pursuit.

"Bitch," DeMonte mumbled as soon as Seiren and the young girl left.

"Relax Enzo, that matter is now over and done with." A well built man with a strong Italian accent who was toward the left side of Enzo DeMonte, voiced out.

"I seriously ought to punch her square in the face for having her threaten me like that." Enzo continued. However, both the other men felt the fear Enzo felt when Seiren had said those words. Just thinking about it made the men's bones rattle with fear.

"Yea, yea…we know Enzo, we know." The Italian man replied as he patted Enzo's round shoulder. "Alright, let's get this job over with. The faster the better, so I can get back home to my wife and kids."

Gin felt something go tight in his chest even before he followed the other two men inside. He somehow knew he wasn't going to enjoy this job. Even though he had done countless clean-up jobs for the mafia and yakuza stationed in Italy, this one seemed somehow different. He felt that after today he probably wouldn't be able to erase today's events from his mind.

The cottage was surprisingly normal. The enclosed foyer could be accessed through the main entrance or the garage door on the left hand side. Beyond the foyer was the living room which was very spacious with cathedral like ceilings. There was no TV in front of the brown leather couches; in fact, nothing in particular stood out as being worth more than a couple hundred dollars. The kitchen –like the living room, but further down toward the back of the cottage- was spacious. It wrapped around the whole further end of the cottage, almost like a J shape with an island in the middle. Towards the right of the kitchen was a long hallway that had two doors on the right. One of them was the door to a half bathroom while the other was a door to a furnished basement where the maid slept. Directly down the hall was the staircase leading to the second floor and at the bottom of the staircase was where they found their first body.

It was the body of the maid laying face down on the floor in front of the staircase, which meant she had been coming down the stairs when she was shot in the head. Around her right hand was some broken glass from what all of them assumed to be a glass of milk on account that there was a small puddle of the white liquid around her hand.

The men all made sure to carefully walk around the body and puddle of blood surrounding it. Even though they had plastic bags taped around their sneakers and bottom half of their jumpsuits. They still didn't want to risk leaving an indent in the blood puddle. As soon as all three men made it up to the second floor they noticed four doors. One directly beside them which turned out to be the bathroom and three on the opposite side, the men were able to rule out the door in the middle as just a linen closet, but the other two were bedroom doors. The door closest to the stairs was opened with the light on, while the door on the further end of the second floor hallway was only opened just a bit with no lights on.

Enzo turned to his two men and looked at them. He had to admit they all looked weird with their grey jumpsuits with plastic bags tapped over their sneakers and surgical gloves that went all the way up to their elbows. They looked even more ridiculous with shower caps over their heads and surgical masks over their mouths so the smell of death don't reach them. They looked like the product of a bad horror flick and they all wanted to get this job over with so that they can get on with their lives.

"Alright, me and Gin will check the master bedroom and you Fabrizio will check the room down the hall. And remember, we have to make this murder appear as a home invasion, okay? Destroy any evidence that will prove other wise." Gin and Fabrizio nodded and did as Enzo had ordered. Gin went with Enzo to the master bedroom as Fabrizio took the room down the hall.

When Gin and Enzo entered the master bedroom they came upon a second body. This one was of a man in his early thirties. The man was very fit with very define and toned muscles, yet he still held a sort of delicacy with his angel like face and blonde hair. The man was beautiful; he looked as if he were carved out of marble with skin that glowed with life even though he was dead and completely covered in his own blood. The man still looked peaceful and as Gin and Enzo stared at him they both thought how it was a shame to see such a beautiful man lay dead in such a way.

Gin had discovered the third body in the adjoined master bathroom when he noticed light underneath the bathroom door located next to the queen size bed. She was huddled in the corner in a fetal-like position inside of the glass shower stall with a single gunshot wound to the head. The woman was just as beautiful –probably even more- as the man. She had hair that was a cross between white and silver colored. The woman had light colored skin, found most typical in Asians and knowing that the woman was most likely of his own race sent a chill down his spine. But, that wasn't the worst of it. Because what he found next sent him jetting out of the bathroom and into the bedroom with the upmost quickness he could do.

"Hey Gin, what's the matter?" Enzo asked when he saw his friend exit the bathroom as if something had popped out and scared the shit out of him.

Gin felt sick. He felt like all the food he had ever had in his entire life was threatening to escape his lips. He just couldn't believe what he saw; he couldn't believe people were capable of such cruelty to do what he had seen. Only a monster would be capable of such cruelty. Yet, wasn't Gin a monster too? Here he was helping out with the cover up of a brutal murder of a family who probably didn't do anything wrong, all for a little pocket money. He didn't think things could possibly get any worse. But, they did when a paled faced Fabrizio entered the room.

"We have a p-problem." Fabrizio stuttered his lips and body were shaking.

"What is it now?" Asked Enzo a little annoyed that Gin wouldn't reveal what he saw that caused him to be shocked and now Fabrizio was experiencing the same thing.

"T-There's a boy in the next room who is…s-still alive." Was all Fabrizio said before the other two rushed passed him and down the hall toward the room at the far end of the hallway.

The door was opened and lying in the short distance between the door and the full size bed was a little boy lying on his stomach surrounded by a puddle of blood. Because the room was still dark, the three men couldn't get a clear picture of how the boy looked, but what was obvious was that the boy was young, most likely around the age of twelve. And like Fabrizio had said, he was very much alive -but barely. The kid had two bullet wounds to the back, both hitting and damaging the boy's spine. If the boy were to make it –which the men doubt he would- the boy will most likely be never able to walk again.

Enzo looked from the boy to Gin who grew ten sheets paler. "What was it that you saw in the bathroom?"

Gin shockingly turned his head toward Enzo. "In-In the bathroom…" Gin paused as he felt his stomach start to turn, and once the feeling passed he started up again. "In the woman's hands was a baby. She's dead too."

Enzo and Fabrizio eyes went wide.

Enzo read the horrified expressions on his friends' faces since it was mirroring his own and then at the kid who Enzo felt somehow was staring up at him as if pleading for his life to be saved, but he wasn't so sure if he dreamt that or if it really did happen. All Enzo knew was that he no longer wanted to be a part of the scheme anymore, he had taken enough personal belongings from the cottage as well as he damaged enough furniture to make it seem like a home invasion. So there was no reason for them to linger any further.

Turning to his men again, Enzo spoke. "We've done all that we needed to, so we can leave."

"But, what about the boy?" Gin asked.

Enzo refused to look at the boy again. "You know we can't do anything about it, Gin."

"So, you're just going to leave him there to die Enzo?" Gin shouted then turned to Fabrizio. "You agree with me that we just can't leave this boy alone here to die, right Fabrizio?" But Fabrizio only looked away.

"We can't do anything, Gin. If we were to help him, not only will we be suspected of shooting him and his family but we will also feel the rage of that grey haired woman's boss. He would most likely sent assassins to our homes and kill us, do you seriously want that?" Enzo questioned and Gin had no choice but to agree. So the three men, reluctant as they were left the cottage home through the garage door, walked over to their van got in and drove away. Not once looking back.

It was quarter pass four when Gin was dropped off at his home he still shared with his parents. He had gone to his room, ripped off his clothes and took a shower. Yet, even though Gin tried so hard to scrub off the scent of death from his skin, the mental image still remained. Even as he packed up his stuff that very same day, left his parents a note of his plans to go back to Japan. He took out every cent he had saved up from doing side jobs at markets and shady jobs like the one he had just done, and bought the earliest fight to Tokyo, Japan he could get. He didn't want to stick around any longer. He didn't want to be around when the news reports came in about a home invasion that killed three adults and two children. He wanted to be as far away from Italy and those murders as possible. He had changed his name from Gin to Hiroshi and for a while as years went on he was able to forget about it and finally open his own bar like he had always dreamed of doing. Everything was going perfectly good until Zero had appeared and caused all those horrid memories to appear again.

At first the man had thought that he was properly the young boy who was dying in that dark room, but that was not possible since if the boy had survived he would most likely had been in a wheelchair and Zero was a perfectly walking healthy boy. Then, he had thought that Zero was the woman back from the dead since the boy looked just like her. However, Zero was obviously a boy and even though their hair color was almost alike, Zero's was more silver than just partly silver colored. But, there was one thing that did look similar and that was the tattoo they both had. Even though it was only brief, Gin swore he saw the same tattoo Zero had on his neck with the one the woman had on her upper left thigh. Yet, since it was only a brief glance he wasn't so sure. But, the thought always bugged him every time he saw Zero's tattoo. He wondered if that tattoo was somehow connected to this H.K person.

Gin chuckled and shook his head. He was defiantly getting too old if he thought Zero and that woman were related or thought that the tattoo had anything to do with that H.Kperson. It was probably all in his mind or just a crazy coincidence.

Zero followed behind the woman silently as she led the way. So far everything Zero had guessed happened right down to a perfect T. But something unpredictable would always happen when you least expect they would. And that couldn't be more true as to what had happen next.

As soon Zero and the woman reached the front of the private tatami room Zero was going to use, the shoji doors to the private tatami room next to Zero's was violently sled open. And a woman with pale brown colored hair stormed out yelling.

"You fat pig!" She shouted at the toppled over fat man struggling to get to his feet. "I wouldn't sleep with you even if you were the last man on earth!"

"But, Ruka-san…" The fat man pleaded, rolling from side to side on his back as he tried to get up.

"Don't you dare ever seek my service again!" She finished and slammed the shoji doors shut before the man could whine any further. As Ruka turned to leave she spotted two individuals looking at her and one of them she knew clearly to be Zero Kiryu.

Zero felt dread spread all through his body. The last person he would ever want to be around with in Kaname's close circle of friends was Ruka Souen. Yet, here he was standing before the Kaname worshipping bitch he couldn't stand and he knew she was feeling the same way.

"Well, look at what the cat coughed up." Ruka bitterly drawled. Zero had to jerk his head away from the booze smell of her breath. "What is the almighty Zero Kiryu doing in these parts of the town?"

Zero ignored the comment and turned to the waitress. "Would you mind bringing me a glass of water to go along with that complimentary sake?" The woman nodded and left to get his order. As soon as the woman was gone, Zero opened the shoji doors and roughly threw Ruka in –much to her displeasure at being man handled.

The private tatami room was a good size, enough to fit up to eight people. In the middle was a long wooden table with four pillows on either side. The shoji doors on the opposite side were opened, giving Zero and Ruka a lovely view of the bar's traditional Japanese garden. Zero took one side of the table while Ruka took the other. Silence remained between them even as the shoji doors opened revealing the waitress with Zero's order and after delivering it to them she bowed and left, closing the shoji doors behind her.

Zero handed Ruka the glass of water which she willingly took without compliant, then poured him a cup of sake, all the while knowing that Ruka was eyeing him from over the rim of her glass.

"You know, I never figured you for a drinker." Ruka admitted as she placed the glass of water down.

Zero downed the whole cup before deciding to answer. "I'm not…"

Ruka raised an eyebrow. "Well, your little show of downing one cup of sake doesn't seem very convincing."

"Well, today is a special day." Zero answered sarcastically and somehow Ruka knew what he meant.

Ruka sighed as she numbly twirled her fingers around the rim of the cup, unintentionally causing sounds to vibrate from the cup. "So, he broke the news to you too?"

Zero stopped pouring his sake and looked up. Everything suddenly started to add up now as he got a closer look at her. Zero could tell that Ruka hadn't slept right in days on account of the dark circles around her eyes that no amount of make-up she applied could cover up. Her hair was disheveled as if she gave up taking care of it weeks ago. Even though she was dressed in a nice peach colored dress, she didn't take the time to add any flashy accessories or shoes. She just wore plain ole white high heel shoes, plain white pearl earrings with no necklace.

Ruka was a pretty girl, that much was obvious even to Zero. But seeing her look as messed up as he felt made him somehow feel a sort of closeness with her, though it creep him the hell out for even thinking he and Ruka had anything in common. Yet, they did. They were two people in love with a man who didn't even love them back. They were as useable and disposable as double A batteries. They were both hooked to Kaname's spell and knew that no matter how much they tried to escape, they just couldn't.

Zero (who still hadn't said anything) waited until Ruka finished her glass of water before pouring some sake into it. Ruka looked up confused. "We both need it." Was all Zero said before the two drank themselves to obliteration, downing the free bottle of sake and two others Zero had ordered for them.

By the time Zero had finished the third bottle of sake, he was damn near completely drunk, yet not enough to completely cloud his mind from logical thinking. Ruka on the other hand had somehow at some point passed out. Her head nestled in her folded arms on the table. There were tears rolling down her eyes and for some reason Zero found himself leaning over and wiping them away before taking off his jacket and getting up. Zero walked around the table and laid the coat on Ruka's shoulders. Then he placed a couple bills onto the table before bending down and lifting Ruka bridal-style in his arms.

When Zero left the room he ran into the waitress who served him. He thanked her and told her that the money was on the table. When the lady nodded, Zero smiled and left.

The night breeze felt good against Zero's burning skin as he walked over to the bench in front of Hiroshi's Bar. Zero gently sat Ruka beside him and angled her body so that it was leaning against his. Zero knew from his conversation with her earlier that she didn't bring her own car since she had driven here with the round man as part of her escort job. She had mentioned –in a drunken slur- that she was happy to have bumped into Zero, since she could catch a free ride back home from him. Zero (believe it or not) wouldn't have minded driving Ruka home, but even though Zero still had some clear logic working in his mind, he was still too drunk to drive anyone home tonight.

Zero sighed and fetched his phone from his pocket. Zero's eyes went wide when he noticed he had thirteen missed calls from Kaname. He had totally forgotten to call Kaname when he had –quote on quote- went home. Zero made a mental note to call first thing in the morning. So for right now Kaname would have to wait. Zero went through the names in his address book and once he found the name he was looking for, Zero pushed the green call button and waited for the phone to ring.

After the fifth ring, the phone was answered by a deep raspy voice of someone who had just been forced out from a deep sleep. "Hello?"

"Hey Kain, it's me Zero…Zero Kiryu,"

"Zero, why the hell are you calling me at one-something in the morning?" Kain asked clearly annoyed at being forced awake so late at night.

"Sorry to wake you, but I have a package here that really needs to be driven home,"

There was a long pause before Kain answered -more awake now. "Where are you?"

"I'm on a bench in front of Hiroshi's bar."

"I'll be there in twenty minutes." Was all Kain said before hanging up the phone.

'Twenty minutes, huh.' Zero thought as he flipped closed his phone and leaned his head back against the brick wall of Hiroshi's Bar. He briefly glanced down at Ruka who was sleeping soundly against his right shoulder. Never in a million years would he have expected to feel any sort of closeness with her as he had felt when they were drinking together. He also didn't even expect them to have been capable of having a civil conversation with each other without it ending up as being an 'I hate you' argument. In fact, they were more alike than Zero could have ever imagined.

"So, what's your reason for staying by Kaname-sama's side?" Ruka had asked randomly just as they had finished the first bottle of sake and were waiting for the second one to arrive.

Zero had stiffened a little at the total randomness of the question, but, it wasn't like he hadn't expected it. "What reason do you have for staying by Kaname's side?"

"I asked you first," She persisted, and Zero had no choice but to answer.

"I don't know," Zero began. "At first it was just curiosity about wanting to know who was this almighty Kaname Kuran, but then it grew to revenge."

"Revenge?" Ruka repeated.

"You see, I was in love with Yuki for a long time." Zero admitted. "Being with her helped me cope with the sudden loss of my family. I actually planned on telling her how I felt on our graduation day. Yet, to my upmost surprise Yuki introduces me to her fiancé, a man she met and fell madly in love with just two months before. So you can image how hurt and betrayed I felt at this announcement. So, when Kaname's true nature came into light and we began our affair it-"

"It was your way of taking revenge on Yuki for betraying you?" Ruka finished for him.

Zero nodded. "But then my revenge became an addiction that grew to be another unrequited love." Zero looked up, his eyes almost on the verge of tears. "I don't think I can survive another heartbreak."

"I know how you feel." She admitted. "My father left me and my mother with a large some of debt that we had to pay off slowly by selling our bodies. When I was sixteen my mother had gotten sick and in order to pay for her medication I had to take on more clients." Ruka's hands had started to shake as she recalled her troubled past. "Then one day Kaname-sama's father saw me and took a liking to me. He offered me money that was enough to pay for my dad's debt and my mother's medical bills, and all I had to do was serve his son as one of his concubine to which I accepted without hesitation. And even though I still ended up losing my mother I still continued to be Kaname-sama's concubine. Because like you, I became addicted and fell for him even though I'm just another one of his mistresses he sleeps with. I thought if I was loyal enough he would come to understand how much I loved him. But he never noticed, and I still think he never will."

At the time, Zero couldn't do anything but stare as Ruka cried. He didn't know how to comfort someone when nobody comforted him. Even now as he stared down at her, he didn't know how to make the pain any lesser for her. He himself didn't know how to cope with his own pain other than just to deal with it until it someday disappeared. Yet, Zero knew that it will be a while before that happened.

After a couple more minutes of watching people come in and out of Hiroshi's Bar, a red sports car pulled up in front of Zero. Zero immediately recognized the orange hair that undoubtedly belonged to Akatsuki Kain. He was wearing a pair of blank colored jeans and a black shirt that was unbuttoned halfway down the middle, which was so typical of the wild Kain.

Zero lifted Ruka up (bridal-style again) and gently handed her over to the awaiting arms of Kain once the orange haired boy was in front of him. There was concern written all over the mostly stoic and unconcerned face Kain usually wore as he appeared down at Ruka's slumbering face. Zero felt envious of Ruka. She was being looked at by a man who loved her. A man who would travel to the very ends of the world if it meant he could be close to her, and Zero knew this because that's how he had felt with Yuki and what he now feels about with Kaname.

However, like Kaname and Yuki, Ruka was oblivious to it or at least paid no heed to it. And it was that kind of attitude that gave birth to the resentment Zero felt burning up in his chest for all three of them.

Zero was pulled from his hateful thoughts at Kain's voice. Apparently while Zero was consumed by his thoughts, Kain had gently secured Ruka into the passenger seat of his sports car and was now waiting for Zero's answer to his question –to which Zero had completely missed.

"Sorry, what was that you said Kain?"

"I asked if you wanted a ride home?" Kain repeated.

"Oh no, it's okay. I already have someone coming by to pick me up." Zero lied.

Kain stared at Zero for a moment. Zero could tell Kain knew he was lying but, being who he was Zero knew he wasn't the type to pry into someone else's business. Let alone someone he barely even knew.

So, not expecting Kain to say anything more, Zero started walking away. Yet, unexpectedly Kain called out to him making Zero stop in his tracks and look over his shoulder. Kain was standing outside the driver's side door when he spoke. "Thanks for calling me,"

Zero gave a half smile as he looked inside the passenger's side window and saw Ruka still slumbering; she still had traces of dried tears on her cheeks. Zero stared at them for a second before looking back up at Kain. "I called you because you were best suited to do what I couldn't do."

Kain didn't have to hear anymore to know what Zero meant and nodded his understanding but, before Kain allowed himself to enter the car; he felt that he needed to voice out what he thought he needed to say. "I'm sorry, Zero." And with that, Kain drove off into the night.

When Zero finally made it into his car, he couldn't help but think back to Kain's apology. Zero knew Kain wasn't just apologizing about having to put up with Ruka for most of the night; he was apologizing for everything else. He was apologizing for not having warned Zero about who Kaname was back in the limo two years ago. For not having the guts to stop Kaname from giving him drugs and then raping him in front of his friends and for everyday since his and Kaname's first encounter. Kain was even apologizing for his friend's greatest betrayal to him yet, by impregnating Yuki whether if it was intentional or accidental. Kain just felt that Zero deserved an apology and knowing that, Zero threw his head back and laughed. He didn't laugh because he didn't appreciate the kind gesture, in fact, Zero did very well appreciate what Kain had done. Zero was laughing because it was the only thing he could do. He laughed because he wasn't able to cry, his pride wouldn't allow him to.

After Zero's laughter died down, Zero looked at his watch. It was half past one; he had been in Hiroshi's bar for almost two hours. Yet, Zero didn't really want to go home yet. But where would he go? No way in god's name would he call Kaname. Because he knew if he did, not only would he be bombard with questions as to why he was at a bar and not his apartment, but he would also have to face the fact that he lied about where he's been. So there was only one person who Zero could call.

"You know, I was quite surprised that you called me." Kaito admitted as he and Zero got off the elevator and was now making their way to Kaito's studio apartment. "You're lucky I live close by. Then again, even if I didn't I still wouldn't have mind picking you up no matter how far you were."

Zero nodded and ignoring the last bit, he answered. "Thank you for driving me and my car over here, and letting me stay for a few hours."

"No problem. In fact, in you want you can spend the night."

"That's okay; I just need to stay here until I am sober enough to drive." Zero started. "And plus, I don't think it's for the best if I stayed."

Kaito sighed disappointedly, but he expected Zero to downright refuse his offer of spending the night at his place. And as hard as it was to admit, Zero did have a point. If Zero didn't refuse his offer of spending the night, how would Kaito not be tempted to attack a defenseless sleeping Zero in the middle of the night. With another sigh Kaito pushed those thoughts away and focused on unlocking the door to his studio apartment.

"Welcome to my humble abode." Kaito greeted and gestured Zero inside. Zero was a little hesitant to enter, but nonetheless entered anyway.

Zero and Kaito had to walk up two steps before entering the dining/living room.

"Oh yea, I should warn you about-" But, before Kaito could finish, something with golden colored hair darted out from around the corner and leaped on Zero, causing him to land flat on his back. Zero couldn't help but giggle as a wet tongue licked about his face and neck.

"Yoko!" Kaito called to the golden colored dog on top of Zero. "What have I told you about jumping on people?"

"It's okay Kaito, she's cute."

"Yea, but she's doing what I wanted to do." Kaito murmured to himself.

"What was that Kaito?" Zero asked petting Kaito's golden retriever.

"It was nothing. Want some coffee or tea?" Kaito smiled and helped Zero to his feet.

Zero thought for a moment. "Tea,"

"Coming right up."

Zero watched as Kaito made a bee line toward the kitchen before Zero made his way toward the living/dining room area. Yoko was following obediently behind him.

As Zero made his way toward the couch, he had the chance to look around. The place was absolutely spacious. It was huge and extended from one end to another in a big rectangle. A few inches from the entryway was the kitchen. It was a modern dark brown cabinet galley-style kitchen with stainless steel appliances that opened to the main living/dining room area. A rectangle glass-top table with two chairs on either side and one chair on either end divide up the kitchen from the living room area.

The living room looked like one of those living rooms you see in designer magazines. There was a black leather sectional fitted in a upside down L facing the right wall where a built-in black shelved bookcase -filled with actual books- took up the entire right wall and reach six-feet in height from floor-to-ceiling. In order to reach the books on the higher shelve, you had to climb a connected stepping ladder. In the middle of the large bookcase was a small rectangle in the middle where the flat screen TV stood bolted to the wall. Leading-off from the main space was a spiral staircase that led to a second floor platform. In that medium sized square platform that overlooked the living/dining room was Kaito's bedroom. Zero couldn't see much from where he was standing beside the couch, but two things he clearly could make out was that Kaito slept in a queen-sized platform bed and that towards the left of the platform was a door leading towards an adjoining bathroom. But the part Zero found most appealing about the studio apartment was that on the north-end part of the dining/living room was floor-to-ceiling windows that looked on over the metropolitan area of Tokyo and in front of the windows was a black ebony grand piano Zero found himself in front of.

Zero's fingers were itching to touch the black and white keys, and as if some kinetic wave of his thoughts whizzed through the air, Kaito spoke so close to Zero's ear that when Zero felt Kaito's hot breath on his skin, he shuddered. "Why don't you play something?"

Zero's face flushed all the way to his ears and if he could feel it he was positive that Kaito was able to see it. And he did. "You know, you really shouldn't be showing me such adorable reactions Zero. You might unknowingly tempt me into doing something I might regret."

Zero stiffened at that. Kaito noticed Zero's reaction and sighed. "Come, before the tea gets cold." Kaito didn't wait for Zero to move or even respond before he turned around and made his way over to the glass-top coffee table before the leather sectional where he had placed the tea.

Kaito flicked on the TV and drank his tea quietly as he watched the screen; Yoko was blissfully curled up next to him. Zero stared at the two for a moment before making his way over. Kaito's eyes never left the TV screen as he passed over Zero's cup of tea which Zero found oddly annoying at being suddenly ignored, but Zero chose to ignore it and focus on the TV screen where a foreign comedy film was playing.

The two were consumed by silence as they watched the movie. Every so often Kaito would laugh at something the actors did or said and Zero would find himself staring at the pure blissful look Kaito gave when he laughed. Zero found that he was jealous that Kaito could laugh so freely and look so happy doing it. Zero loved comedies. He actually preferred them better than action flicks, but every time Yuki would rent them and the three of them would watch it, only Yuki and Zero would enjoyed themselves. Kaname would look at the screen bored as if he didn't find what the actors did or said funny, and then he would roar at him and Yuki for finding such stupidity enjoyable.

Eventually, it got to the point where Yuki and Zero weren't able to laugh wholeheartedly during a comedy movie, no matter how funny the scene was, Yuki and Zero couldn't laugh anymore. And soon, their comedy night turned into an action flick night. But, god knows how long that will last before Kaname found that to be boring too.

Kaito turned his head around when he felt Zero staring at him. Despite the fact that he was caught off guard, Zero didn't look away. Not even when Kaito leaned over a sleeping Yoko and not even when he locked his lips with Zero's, or when a gentle peck became a steamy kiss. Zero didn't look away.

After a moment, Kaito pulled away. He stared at an unmoving and expressionless Zero and sighed for the umpteenth time that night. "I think you should go."

Zero was caught off guard again by Kaito's response. It's true that a good half hour went by since Zero first came here and it was true that Zero was a bit more sober now than he was before, but he still didn't think he was still sober enough to drive home. So, why was Kaito so eager for him to go now? And as if reading his mind, Kaito answered.

"Please don't take this the wrong way, it's just…" Kaito ran his fingers through his hair as he mentally tried to put his thoughts into words. "It's just a lot safer if you weren't around me, right now." Kaito looked up at a still expressionless Zero. "I'll call you a cab."

Yet, before Kaito made it toward the wall where his phone was hung, he was grabbed by the arm and pushed up against the wall by Zero's body.

Before Kaito had time to react, Zero connected their lips again. All the fighting in Kaito ceased to exist for the moment as he let Zero ravish his mouth, but moral thinking soon came to light again and as reluctant as he was to do so, Kaito pushed Zero away.

"Zero stop it," Kaito almost pleaded. "This is wrong, you know it is?"

Zero didn't know what to think. He was so confused at the emotions in him telling him two different things. A part of him wanted to be loved and touched by Kaito's hands. He saw the way Kaito looked at him, it was the same longing gaze Kain gave to Ruka earlier and the same one Zero gives to Kaname every day. But, Ruka and Kaname –even himself- would be oblivious to it or choose not to see it. That defeated look in Kaito's eyes remained him of Kain's and his own. They were men in love with people who didn't love them back. Yet, when Kaito looked away from him, Zero felt annoyed. Zero was so starved for love that he wanted Kaito to look at him, to touch him, to need him.

Yet, there was the other part of him that felt that what Zero was doing was wrong. But, what about this was so wrong? It's not like Kaito had anybody he wished to remain faithful to, and what about himself? Grant it he was Kaname's lover, yet so was fifty percent of the female population of Tokyo as well. So why should Zero feel committed to some who wasn't even committed to him. Kaname didn't look at him the Kain looked at Ruka or the way Kaito looked at him. Zero needed attention as much as Kaname needed it as well. I mean, what would become of him once Yuki and him got married or when the baby arrived?

He vaguely wondered if he would be discarded like how Yuki discarded him when Kaname came into the picture. Zero was so afraid to be left alone again. The thought of it sent shivers down his spine; Zero didn't want to be abandon again. It happened to him many times before and Zero knew he didn't have the stable physical health to be able to tolerate yet another broken heart. He didn't want to have another dark memory added into his constant nightmares. It wasn't good for his heart that had been so weak for so long. He had been reduced to sleeping with the enemy for a purpose, for a cause, yet like a moth to a flame he was captured by the bright light Kaname emitted and he knew he couldn't escape without being burnt.

"Zero?" Kaito called. "What's the matter?"

Zero looked up. He hadn't realized that tears were beginning to run down his cheeks. He didn't realize that his pain had won against his stubborn pride as a man and was now freely crying. It had been so long since Zero had allowed himself to cry. He never cried when he lost his family, he never cried when Yuki abandoned him, he didn't shed a single tear when he was forced to become Kaname's play-thing or when the news of Yuki's pregnancy hit his sensitive heart. However now, he was crying for all those reasons. He was crying because he was in pain, because he was lonely. Can't you all see why he was so starved for love and attention? Can't you see why he was now clinging to Kaito so tightly as he cried and sobbed? He was afraid, so undeniably afraid.

Kaito held Zero tightly as he cried against his chest. And when those cries become sobs until eventually becoming just sniffs and hics Kaito grabbed Zero's face with both his hands and kissed each of Zero's eyelids. When he had pulled away, Zero looked up at him with big round watery eyes filled with many emotions, but the most coherent one was confused shock and pain. So much pain.

"I don't know what it was that made you cry, but, I will do everything I can to comfort you and wash away your pain." Kaito leaned down and planet a kiss to Zero's lips before pulling away an inch. "To this I swear."

Zero smiled and responded by leaning up and kissing Kaito again. The kisses were innocent pecks before Kaito licked and nipped at the bottom of Zero's lip to which Zero obliged by opening his mouth and letting Kaito enter and ravish the inside of his mouth. When the two had separated both were breathless and very well aware of the bulging between their legs.

Kaito looked between them. "Well, so much for trying to control myself."

"Sorry," Zero found himself saying. He somehow couldn't meet Kaito's gaze anymore.

Kaito thought to himself for a moment before a smiled appeared on his lips. Kaito took both his hands from Zero's face and brought them around to Zero backside to cup Zero's firm ass into his hands and with a good tug was able to hoist Zero up.

Completely shocked and bewildered, Zero immediately wrapped his legs around Kaito's waist and his arms around Kaito's neck to keep himself from falling.

"K-Kaito…!" Zero blushed. "What are you doing?"

Kaito's smile grew wider. "What does it look like; I'm taking you upstairs to my bedroom so that we can help each other relieve some tension."

"But Kaito…" Zero started again, his face growing more red by the minute.

"What? Do you prefer doing it on the couch?"

Zero shook his head. "Your bedroom is f-fine."

"Alright then, we shall not waste anymore precious time?" Zero didn't respond to that and instead buried his face on one side of Kaito's neck as the brunette carried him up the spiral staircase and into the second floor flat where Kaito's bed was. For the first time in so long, Zero was able to forget about his sufferings and the man who caused them, and indulge in the pleasure another man gave him. Guilt would just have to wait until tomorrow to torment him.

Kaito woke up at the sound of running water coming from the stand-up shower in his bathroom. It was seven fifteen in the morning, yet Kaito knew he and Zero were expected to be in the office by eight despite the fact that it was a Saturday morning and his and Zero's day off.

But, there was a mandatory meeting with the department head today so their presence was needed much to Kaito's dislike. He wanted to spend the whole morning curled up beside Zero as he had been doing for the last two hours or so since their love making. It was still like a dream to Kaito. He had never thought that he would get the chance to touch Zero let alone make love to him. Kaito had prepared himself for dealing with an unrequited love. He had ready himself for a heart break. Yet here he was blissfully listening to the running water knowing full well that Zero was just beyond that bathroom door using his shower to cleanse his body. And even though Kaito was enjoying his time on cloud nine, there was something that Kaito had to come to terms with -whether he like it or not- and that was the realization that this wasn't Zero's first time with a man.

Zero had bluntly told Kaito plenty of times of his disinterest in being involved with a man, yet the fact that Zero easily adjusted to his body was clear indication that he had contradicted himself. It is true that the situation could easily be explained by self-indulgence but, that still couldn't explain the quick adaptability of having a full blown cock up the ass, and there is so little a mere two or three finger penetration could do to get you prepared for a man's dick. Which could only mean Zero had lied about not ever being with a man before, and knowing that Kaito wasn't Zero's first made him a tad bit jealous as well as a tad bit curious as to who Zero gave his first to?

Kaito was taken from his musing when he heard the shower turn off and the glass shower door opening and closing. There was a couple shuffling noises from inside the bathroom before the door opened and Zero walked out drenched with a single towel wrapped around his waist.

"Showers ready if you want to go in now." Zero voiced out as he grabbed a second towel and began drying his wet hair with it. Yet, Kaito made no inch to move making Zero look toward him. Kaito's enthralled eyes were watching as a drop of water that had drip from the end of Zero's hair and was now trailing down his neck, chest, and stomach before being absorbed by the white towel around Zero's waist. Zero had to throw the towel he was holding at Kaito in order to get the brunettes attention.

"Can you stop gawking at me and get in the shower already?"

Kaito laughed. "Sorry Zero couldn't help myself."

"Yea, I could tell." Zero answered back with a playful huff. "Oh, and thanks for lending me some of your clothes. It really saved me the trouble of having to drive back home and all."

"No problem. My place is closer to the office than yours is and not to mention that you are almost the same size as me in clothing, though I still think you might need to put on a belt on account of that small waist you have." Kaito smirk as he said the last bit.

Zero blushed and grumbled something to himself as he browsed through Kaito's closest. Kaito stared at Zero for a moment before allowing himself to break the silence and ask the question he himself had been turning around and around in his head for quite a while now.

"Hey Zero,"

"Hm…?"

"Who was the one you gave your first to?"

Zero stopped for a moment and turned around. "What do you mean?"

"I'm talking about the guy you had sex with before me?"

Zero's eyes went wide at that. 'How on earth could he have found out?' Was the only thing playing in Zero's head as he forced a smile and answered, "I told you before haven't I, that I have no interest in sleeping with men. You were my first Kaito."

Kaito wasn't buying it; he knew damn well that he wasn't Zero's first. Kaito slept with enough men to defiantly be able to tell the difference between a newbie and an experienced gay. And grant it that even though Zero wasn't quite an experienced gay –if gay was what he really was- he damn well sure wasn't a newbie one. Zero had defiantly experienced sex between a male partner before and more than once at that.

Kaito sighed. "Listen Zero, I won't get mad or anything I just want to know if it's true or not? Did you have sex with a guy before me?"

Zero held onto the dresser's door for dear life as if he was afraid of being swept away. Zero didn't know if he should tell Kaito or not, I mean, it's true that Zero had had sex before with Kaname who was a male, but if Zero told Kaito that would he judge him? Would he find him revolting knowing the fact that he had had sex with an engaged man countless times for over the past two years? Properly…yet nonetheless, Zero at least had to say something.

"Your right, it is true that I did have sex with a man before you." Zero admitted finally, he purposely ignored the earlier question asked of him about whom it was he gave his first to, but that was the only thing Zero wouldn't allow himself to say and Kaito would just have to respect that.

Kaito noticed that and reluctantly obliged to Zero's silent message despite the fact that he badly wished to know who the man was. But, everyone had their own secrets that they wished to keep to themselves. Zero had his and so did Kaito. So, for the mean time Kaito decided to focus on something other than that for the time being and focus on something that has been bothering him for the last couple of minutes.

Kaito gave a heavy sigh that made Zero turn around and look at him. "What's the matter?" 'I hope he isn't upset about me not revealing who the person I slept with was?' But that thought was quickly swept away when Kaito voiced out his problem.

"You know, seeing you all dripping wet with a towel wrapped around your waist has gotten me all worked up."

Zero eyes turned to the bulge hidden beneath the thin blanket wrapped around Kaito's waist before looking at the clock on the bedside table, then looked back again at the bulge. "I believe you right" An almost half smile quirked against Zero's lips as he looked up at Kaito. "But unlucky for you, we don't have enough time to go a whole other round with each other."

Kaito gave a disappointed look before altogether glaring at the clock. He hated the fact that even though it was a Saturday, he and Zero were still expected to go into work all because of their sleazy boss Shoutou-san. If Kaito hadn't really hated the man before, he really hated the man now.

"However…" Zero began again and Kaito ears perked up in anticipation. "I could help you relieve a certain problem you're having in the thirty minutes we have left before we are expected to be at work."

Kaito stared down at his own bulge between his legs and then looked up at Zero with a smile. "Would you really?" But before Kaito could get a reply from Zero, the boy was already straddling Kaito's hips.

"Here let me help you." Zero took Kaito's hand and guided it between them and wrapping it around Kaito's own arousal. Kaito jerked his head upwards only to meet with Zero's smirking face. "What? Did you think I was going to do it?"

"Yea, I really thought you were."

"Yea but, don't you think it's more exciting this way?" Zero leaned in closer just enough so he could whisper in Kaito's ear. "Come on, Kaito. Show me how you jerk off to me?"

That single whisper was enough to almost make Kaito come right there, but, with a strong resolve he held himself. If Zero wanted to watch, then Kaito was going to put on one hell of show for him to watch.

Kaito took a deep breath and began pumping himself in front of Zero and this time he was unable to contain a moan from slipping from between his lips due to the fact that he had grown harder due to Zero's sudden request. Zero looked on with a predatory smirk that only seemed to heighten Kaito's hardness as he jerked faster and arched himself further into his own touch. Kaito had to close his eyes at the intense pleasure coiling in his lower region. He knew if Zero kept staring at him like that he wasn't going to last much longer.

Zero couldn't deny that he too was getting a thrill from watching Kaito jerk himself off. He liked the way his aggressiveness made Kaito squirm with delight, he had done it last night and he was doing it now. Zero vaguely wondered if this was how Kaname felt when he had him do the same. It's true that what Zero was having Kaito do to himself right now was the same thing Kaname had made Zero do once before but, it wasn't like Kaito should care, right?

Zero shook his head and decided to ignore the guilt that was starting to fill his chest and get back to what was at hand. Zero by now was rock hard; his length was aching and begging for attention that it was practically driving him insane. Zero wasn't so keen on jerking himself off in front of Kaito since he had reserved that right to Kaname alone, but, did that matter now after he and Kaito slept together last night. Did Kaname really have any right to him at all now? And why was it that even in a situation like this was Zero still thinking about Kaname? He had already betrayed Kaname, so why should he be feeling any sort of guilt when Kaname didn't once think about how his constant affairs with others could be doing to him. If Kaname could have an affair with others with no strings attached, then why couldn't he?

So with that thought in mind Zero removed Kaito's hand away from his own shaft and wrapped it around his. Kaito looked up dumbfounded and Zero met that gaze with a serious one.

"Touch me," Zero whispered, "I want you to touch me, Kaito."

Kaito blissfully smiled and did as he was told. Zero again ignored the guilt building up in his chest and decided to ride out the pleasure and be consumed by the attention Kaito was giving to his arousal. Zero's fingers soon found themselves wrapped around Kaito's length and after a few moments the two were in sync with their strokes. Both had fell into a fast like rhythm, each one building off of the pleasure the other was giving.

"Ah…!" Zero moaned out when Kaito rubbed his thumb over the tip of Zero's cock. Kaito liked that, and for good measure did it again and was pleased when Zero cried out again.

Zero glared down at Kaito, who looked up with a look that showed one of playful competition. Both were so close to their release but, being who they were they didn't want to lose to the other. So simultaneously they both stroke harder and in a matter of minutes both were crying out as they came into the other's hand. Kaito fell back onto the mattress and brought Zero down with him.

The two were trying to catch and even their breaths after their orgasms when Kaito spoke, "Look at us, we're all sweaty and stinky again."

"Yea, so much for the shower I just took." Zero sighed as he finally let himself go completely limp against Kaito's chest.

Kaito glanced at the clock for a quick second before looking back at Zero. "You know, you still have enough time to take another shower, grant it that you allow me to join you since it will be a lot quicker?"

Zero looked up with a smirk. "Are you trying to seduce me into having another round in the shower perhaps?"

Kaito shrugged his shoulders. "I never suggested it but, if you're up to it I might oblige? Yet, I can't promise you anything." Kaito was smirking his own smirk now.

"Aren't we a little too cocky in the morning?" Zero teased.

"It is what it is,"

"Then I suppose your right…" Zero started as he rolled over Kaito and off the bed. The towel that was once wrapped around his thin waste was now discarded and left forgotten by the side of the bed.

"Right about what?" Kaito asked. His body shivered at the loss of Zero's body heat.

"About what you said when you said that 'if I'm up to it you might oblige'?" Zero glanced toward Kaito from his position in front of the bathroom door. Another smirk was displaying on Zero's face when he cooed Kaito to join him with his index finger. "However, 'I can't promise you anything?'"

Kaito snickered. "And you said that I was being cocky."

Yet, like a man caught by a spell Kaito obliged and disappeared with Zero into the bathroom to be lost in another round of pleasure.

Zero and Kaito pulled into Zero's usual parking space in their work building's garage. The two had five minutes to spare, which to them was a miracle of its own especially since a mere round of giving each other hand jobs turned into a full penetration action. How that unsuspecting turn of events happened, was a mystery the two didn't quite know how to begin solving. Yet, as he had mentioned before life always throws her victims' unsuspecting surprises and another great example of that was when Zero and Kaito were walking toward the elevators doors.

"Well, if it isn't Zero Kiryu?" A deep voiced called out to the silver headed boy.

Zero stopped in his tracks when he recognized that voice that could only belong to Toga Yagari, the FBI's most respected and top investigator whose current mission was to find anything he could about Kaname Kuran.

And to get to the alpha wolf, you must take out his soldiers.

TBC…


Here is a preview of the next chapter: Chapter 3: The Endgame part one

"What the hell do you want?" Zero hissed, but that only made the smirk on Toga's face grow wider.

"What does it look like; I'm here for a little chat with you."

"Sorry but, I have to be getting to work."

"Come on, Zero. What's a little talk between old friends, huh?"

"I am not your friend!" Zero growled, eyes burning daggers at Toga's smirking face.

"Hey Zero, is this guy bothering you?" Kaito asked after a moment.

Zero looked at Kaito's worried face and calmed down. Despite the fact that Kaito's presence calmed Zero down; Zero didn't want Kaito around to hear anything Toga might say that would raise questions about Zero's odd closeness with Kaname. Kaito was already beginning to become aware of certain things in Zero's life that he had kept secret from others. So, the last thing Zero needed now was Kaito learning any ounce of the truth and leaving him to fend for himself.

So with a sigh, Zero turned to Kaito. "If you don't mind Kaito, I will like to talk to Mr. Yagari alone please."

"But, what about work?"

"Tell, Mr. Shoutou-san that I'm running late due to traffic and I'll be at the meeting five minutes late. Trust me, he'll understand."

"Okay, but I'm still concerned about him," Kaito voiced out as he nodded in Toga's direction.

"It's alright Kaito, I'll be fine." Zero reassured. "It's not like he could do anything to me."

"Alright, but you better be up within ten minutes, okay?"

Zero shook his head but smiled. "Yea okay, now will you get going already?"

Kaito nodded but before he entered the elevator, he and Toga shared a look that made Zero find it oddly weird.

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