A/N: Okay… so a re-post of the first chappie is coming up soon (probably later today).

Again, sorry about the formatting issues.

-bows respectfully-

Sumimasen gozaimasu!

Sorry about the length…

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Knight!

Love Game

~Chapter Two~

Zero crossed the room; eyes flashing with desire as he observed the delectable creature on the bed in his full, nude glory. Such blatant, masculine perfection; made all the more delicious in contrast with the feminine garb. This paired with the lovely, androgynous face of the delicate beast and the adoring look in those hypnotic orbs, honestly made Zero reconsider just blowing the pureblood off. Actually, more than just reconsider - it made him want this. At that moment, the hunter honestly wanted nothing more than to give himself up to the desire to love the beautiful and charismatic pureblood.

So, why not?

"This is so wrong…" He said. But even as he spoke those words, he kept walking towards the bed and his eyes on the lithe figure of the other male.

Such a sinuous body he had…no?

The fan in Kaname's hand fluttered coyly under his intense eyes and he drew the other closer with his irresistible come hither look.

"Is it?" Purred the divine manifestation of every living being's wet dreams.

Zero hadn't realized it; he really hadn't, but without a shadow of doubt… Kaname really might want him; love him… His heart thudded frantically in his chest and breaths came out in short, heated pants. If this was what the other could do to him by donning some feathers and flapping a paper fan a few times… His knees quivered and his stomached tingled with awareness. Within the confines of his uniform slacks, his length swelled with arousal as it steadily became more and more interested. Kaname's eyes caught the others in a heated gaze and Zero swore the look given to him was the equivalent of being giving head to his more than just stirred up flesh.

The hunter paused before the bed and carefully kneeled on it. Strangely enough, he felt as if he was but an unworthy pilgrim, come to worship at the altar of some great god. He mentally snorted at the irony of it. His eyes scorched paths down those sinful legs that soon enough, he was travelling with his hands.

The fan paused its gentle flickering as the hand holding it ceased its movement. Scarlet eyes rolled back as a brown head tossed back; a moan bubbling from full, pink lips. Zero, determining that he indeed liked that sound, sought to make more escape the others lips.

Pale lips trailed paths down the supple, swan-like neck. He nipped gently, relishing in the delighted sounds Kaname was making as his hand automatically raised to grip the back of the hunter's neck and pull him into a sweet kiss.

It started chase; they swore it did. Just a slight press of lips. A tender greeting between long lost lovers. It was at first filled with something so beautiful and spirit-fulfilling that their bodies and hearts understood, but their minds were unable to comprehend. It did not know the language. Soon though, their flesh growing more wanton, it became insuffiencent.

They needed more. So much more.

It became hotter, faster, more intense. It was all consuming; this was what they'd needed. What they needed all along. A brush of tongues gave an electric charge that started within the belly of one, and ended in the other's. But in whom did it begin? They did not know. They were too intertwined to know where one began and the other ended. Seamlessly; listlessly; without sense of time or need of reason... It simple existed between them This fire that came from a single spark of thought. A glance in the other's direction. A forgotten dream in the middle of the night. Their teeth clashed against each others. The dragon and the phoenix; their flames burning a new path to eternity.

Their moist tonues met mid air; twirling and caressing and rubbing erotically against each other as hips mimiced their movement instinctively. Soon just sweetened pants of aproval filled the once silent space of the bedroom.

The hunter pulled away first; needing more than the pureblood's mouth to make him whole again. To fill a void he used to ignore was even there. Before now anyway...

"Zero…" Breathed the pureblood; writhing lightly on the sheets as Zero kneeled further down between his legs and did oh-so-sinful things with his tongue to the elder's inner thighs.

"You just wouldn't give up…" The silverette muttered; drawing the brunet into a soul-mending, heart-stealing kiss that left them both stunned and breathless.

Kaname shook his head as if to clear it; he swore he saw sparks.

Fireworks, more like it.

"I couldn't!" He exclaimed passionately; before a throaty moan left his lips.

He thrust his hips up; soundlessly demanding that Zero touch that place. The place that burned at throbbed at even the whisper of the prefect's name as his heart swelled.

Feeling wicked; Zero decided to ignore the other's pleas. Instead, he casually raked his by-now lengthened nails down the toned stomach in front of him. Kaname squirmed; giggling lightly. But then, the oh-so-cruel twin lapped at the area before blowing on it slightly.

Kaname's breathless laugh in response was cut short by a guttural cry.

Disappointed and wanting to hear that heart-warming and yet sensual laugh again, Zero plucked a feather from his head piece and preceded to tease his cheery-coloured nipples with it. And when his lips joined the party… Kaname saw he glimpsed heaven and hell all in one moment of divine bliss.

"Z-Zero…! Ah…" His delicate palms ran the course of the hunter's broad back; clutching at the fabric of his school jacket for dear life as he arched into the addictive touches.

By God… Kaname had been afraid this might be rushing it a little; that he might not have been ready for this. He had been so worried that this might have brought back memories for those days… And yet, he had wanted it so much that he'd just cast all of fears away. He realized then, as the hunter raised his head to gaze deeply and lovingly into his eyes; that it was because of Zero. It was all because of Zero…

Tears of adoration and joy burned the back of Kaname's eyes then. Soon, they were over-flowing onto his cheeks.

'I love you…' He thought silently to himself. 'Oh, Zero. Don't you understand how much I love you?'

He buried his face in the crook of the teen's neck; breathing in his soothing scent.

Feeling the warm drops of moisture on his neck, Zero paused. Did he… had he harmed Kaname in some way? (As unthinkable as the thought of him being able to harm the pureblood was.) He pulled away; holding the other at arm's length to examine the damage. His breath hitched when he saw that the other was in tears.

"What's wrong, Kana?" He spoke; before blinking. Kana… he liked the sound of it. Kana-koi…? Even better. A little cheesy, but nothing was free of mush where Kaname was concerned. Not anymore.

"Zero," Said the other tenderly; emotion sparkling in his eyes. "I love you…"

Amethyst eyes widened; their owner breath stolen away by not the confession – Kaname had unwittingly done so when defending him from Aidou and demanding the other apologize to him- but by the genuine tone that he had not realized before. Or rather, had chosen to ignore… It was, however, impossible to ignore it now, what with the other wrapped up in his arms and looking at him so deeply with his astounding and captivating deep garnet eyes.

"I love you too, Kaname…" He said gently. Then, after savoring the moment, Zero cleared his throat. A sudden problem occuring to him.

"Eh... Kana?" He began.

"Yes, my love?" Said the dreamy-eyed vamp.

"How are we gonna do this...?" Was the awkwardly asked question.

The pureblood blinked; before an astonished but amused snort left him.

'Oh, Zero...' He thought fondly. 'Oh sweet, innocent, Zero...'

-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-

The Next Day…

"Buzzz…"

Kaname's face scrounged up cutely in sleep; something was tickling his face.

He swatted the air sleepily; determined to put the annoyance to rest once and for all! He might have let it pester him for the past few minutes, (when it wasn't bothering him too much), but now that it had dared to touch his face – the fly had to die.

Blearily, he wondered how it had gotten into his chambers.

Had he forgotten to close the balcony doors last night?

Now that you mention it, what had happened last night?

'Hum…'

His mind slowly began to process; its restful state interrupted. Until, that is, the dratted buzzing once again filled his ears and the fly touched down on his nose.

A chuckle filled the air above him as he mewled out his discomfort; nuzzling the warm, firm pillow next to him. He wanted to slumber a bit more, damn it!

But unfortunately for him, the fly was persistent.

It tickled the drowsy beauty's cheeks and neck; daring to plunge even lower and caress his nipples and even more…southerly places.

He flushed; cross and obviously irritated. (Not to mention slightly aroused if his twitching manhood was any indication.)

What a rude and perverse thing this fly was!

It even dared to stroke the skin of Kaname's bare back; provoking him by flying up and down in a determined fashion.

Kaname twitched; sitting up suddenly.

He mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like, 'Today you die, insect,' before his aura flared up and filled the room; searching for the source of his annoyance.

But all he found was a cackling –yes, cackling- silver-haired hunter.

He glared; immediately seizing a pillow and delivering a wicked smack to Zero's body as it convulsed with chortles and barks of breathless, high-pitched snickers. So hard was this vengeful strike, that the gleefully giggling -yes, giggling- male, fell clean of the bed.

That stopped his laughter… for two point five seconds…

And as Zero fell back to the floor; the image of an annoyed, sleepy Kaname batting at a feather like a disgruntled kitten, forever burned into his mind, another pillow hit him square in the chest.

He just snorted and laughed harder.

-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-

A Month & A Half Later, Two Days Before X-mas…

The sunlight hit the thick, midnight blue drapes that covered the entrance to the balcony. Try as might though, and as thick and dark as they were, the light still got through –they had not been pulled closed all the way the previous night. The soft, seemingly gentle and glowing rays shone through the perfectly spotless glass- little motes of dust waltzing within the golden beams to nature's instinctive rhythm as the birds sang praises to the glory of the day and the delicate and intricate work of crystal and white gold and chimed and rang gentle tones as the winds caressed it…

All this peace…

This calming atmosphere…

Until…

The vibrant beams of brilliant light pierced through the fragile, pure white canopy and assaulted the pureblood's delicate and hypersensitive senses, burning and aggravating his peace, shattering his calm, Pascal dreams and setting them aflame with a vengeance as the glare set his nerves alight. They cried out in agony, pleading with his slowly returning conscious – that had been ripped from its content slumber- to alleviate the sting! The muscles in his face twitched; spasming beneath the surface of his skin as he let out a combination of a groan and a whine.

He winced; eyes carnelian in the blinding light.

God, he hated mornings…

At the very least, though, he had Zero's oh-so- sexy body to protect him from the light.

He blinked; squinting as his eyes slowly adjusted.

Where was his beloved anyway?

He sat up; heart thrumming frantically with instantaneous worry in his chest.

He had warmed Zero not to leave him without notice. He had too many enemies that could want to harm his beloved if they got wiff of their rommance. The hunter claimed to undrstand, so why did Kaname find that he was so stunningly and worryingly absent from the bed they'd shared the previous night.

Kaname frowned.

Zero hadn't been conposed or collected in his thoughts at all last night. He'd been distracted; in pain somehow. And yet, he'd sworn to 'Kana-koi' that he was fine; that everything was fine. At first he wasn't convinced, but when Zero's mouth with its all-consuming power and heat -like lava- had swwolled him whole, concern sort of went out the window. His brows tightened; drawing closer together. Had he made a mistake to let it go?

His aura flared; scanning the room for what his eyes had already confirmed… Zero wasn't there.

He scrambled off the bed; checking the other rooms in his chambers just to make sure the other hadn't suddenly wanted to read, or felt like bathing solo, or… something! Perhaps, he wanted to watch some TV?

But after an extensive search of his rooms, and expanding his aura throughout the entirety of the dorms –unwittingly waking all of the sleeping vampires in his paranoid and panicked state- he returned to his bedroom...

...And promptly collapsed on the bed and curled up; ignoring the soft but anxious knocks of Takuma Ichijo on his main door as he fought to calm down.

After getting his breathing under the control, he tried to calmly think things through.

'Don't get so hyper, Kuran…' He thought to himself firmly.

Now, it wasn't so terrible that Zero had just up-ed and left, but he could have left a note or something!

He knew how much Kaname worried! How much he feared losing him!

He turned his head to face said hunter's side of the bed and huffed indignantly; coggs turning in his mind.

Really, couldn't he at least scribble a little note?

He got the other all worked up!

Suddenly, he blinked; sitting up once more and scrambling to snatch what appeared to be his heart's desire. A neatly folded note with his name on it…

He squealed uncharacteristically like a teenage girl with a crush; startling the beings outside his door that jumped at the sound their acute hearing delivered to them.

Reverently, Kaname unfolded the note.

His eyes widened as they skimmed the page of neat script…

-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-

Outside their beloved leader's door, the Night Class attempted to patiently await an answer from said venerated Pureblood Prince.

Suddenly, the doors slammed open and a silhouette appeared within the doorway.

The faint, nearly imperceptible scent of salt clung to him and the vice president immediately shooed everyone who didn't belong to Kaname's inner circle away.

"It must be a joke…" Came the hoarse, tortured mutter from their king.

"K-Kaname?" Asked Takuma worriedly. He observed the tense stance of the pureblood and immediately it clinked. Zero.

He thought he'd heard something last night…

He shook his head lightly in exasperation.

And it would explain the squeal…

An amused and fond smile worked its way onto his lips, but it faltered when Kaname raised his head and Takuma managed to catch his gaze. He looked deeply into his best friend's swirling sangria orbs and something else clinked. Oh, Zero.

"What happened…?" He asked; trepidation clawing at his gut.

He was being pulled into Kaname's room in a heartbeat. And a second later, the heavy oak doors were being slammed securely shut.

The rest of the nobles blinked. Apparently, this was not for their ears.

-0-o-0-o-0-o-0-

A/N: Oh… What could that note have said? Trouble in paradise, perhaps? Ah, shucks! They were barely together for two scenes!

Ah well…

Next: A time skip to Valentine's Day. Takuma reflects on Kaname and the past three months. Meanwhile, Kaname and Zero struggle with their own thoughts.

Please review! Chapter Three is already completed, and Chapter Four is on its way!