Warnings: yaoi m/m relationship – don't like, don't read

Disclaimer: Vampire Knight and its characters belong to Matsuri Hino

Authors Note: hi there – as always, don't judge me by my mistakes as we already know that I make them. I'm really fast with the update, because I had already half of it done when I undated the first chapter, but as I don't have even one word form the next chapter written yet, it will take me more time to post it. Here you go – it's in Zero's POV as I have said, and I hope that I have managed to describe it good as I think that I like to use Kaname's POV better. But enough of the babbling…

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- Chapter 2 – Zero -

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When I visited the shop for the first time, it was like I was drawn to it by an unknown force. I don't even know anymore how the shop owner convinced me to try it out, but the first time that I was taken by an unknown man was… much better than I would think it would be. Because of the blindfold, all my other senses were sharper – and my body became much more sensitive to every touch.

After two days I was back – hungrily craving for more contact. I came back there every time I could skip prefect duties, or when something pissed me of. Being there, I could be… I am like a different person. When the blindfold is gone, I alone can't believe how bold I can be. Two weeks ago, he came – and all changed. Every touch of his fingers, of his mouth is driving me crazy. And when he takes me, my mind goes blank.

I returned to the shop every night the whole week that followed, thinking – wanting – for him to come. And he was there. He never speaks, and always binds my hands – hindering me in touching him. By that I know that it's him.

He did something unusual last Friday – something he never did before. He kissed me. First, it was just a light touch of our lips, but than he deepened it – his tongue exploring my mouth and I came from that deep kiss. I felt so embarrassed and I wished that I could just disappear in that moment.

He left in the morning after an incredible night – after the first time when he left right after the first round, he always stayed thru the whole night. That kiss – I felt something in me melt, and I got scared. That was a week ago, and I never returned to the shop after that night. Yes, I got scared of these unknown feelings – and even more as I feel them to someone unknown. I panicked. But now, after a week, I hunger for his touch.

"Zero," Yuuki pulls hard on my hand, bringing me back to reality.

"What?" I look at her, and I can see that she's angry.

"You're sleeping with your eyes open!" oh right. We were in some kind of discussion, but I don't even know what it was about. And we're also on our way to the exchange – I can already hear those annoying girls before I see them. Why do they need to be so loud every single day? Can't they be just more like… Yuuki?

"Sorry Yuuki. Let us get this over with," I mess her hair like a small kids as I walk past her.

"Hey! Don't do that…"

It's always cute to see Yuuki when she's trying so hard to hold the girls back – I on the other hand doesn't seem to be doing much, just me being here is enough to hold them in line. The gate is opening, revealing the Night Class vampires of Cross Academy.

The first one to step out is the pureblood, always maintaining his cool exterior – smiling just when he greets Yuuki. But for the last week or so, there's something strange in his eyes whenever he looks at me.

"Hey you! Back in line," I shout at the girl that tries to sneak up to the vampires from behind Yuukis back, as she too is too occupied admiring the pureblood. When the girl's back in line, I look hard at Yuuki.

"Thank you, Kiryu-kun," Kuran says it like I have saved him from some kind of big danger. Those stupid girls – they are even happily throwing themselves into the hands of those bloodsuckers.

"Zero, you better don't disappear somewhere today and skip your duties," she tells me as soon as the Night Class is out of our sight, and the Day Class girls started to return to the Sun Dorms.

"Yeah, yeah," there's no reason for me to skip my duties anymore.

"Promise me Zero. Hey!" I'm already out of there, leaving her behind – sorry Yuuki, I'm not in the best mood right now.

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It's one hour after the exchange, and so long nothing strange happened. No Day Class girls sneaking around to get a glimpse of the Night Class. No vampires sneaking out of the lessons for an early midnight snack. With one word – boring. And with nothing to do, my mind travels back one week, to those nights filled with pleasure. I swear I can feel his hands at my skin, and it's driving me crazy.

I'm sorry Yuuki, but I can't take it any longer. Getting up from the grass, I leave it to my legs to take me to the shop. So, half an hour later, here I am, looking up at the plain door. I'm having second thoughts about this, but I won't turn back and run away. I open the door.

"Hello, my silver-haired friend. I thought that you won't be coming anymore," greets me the owner's servant by the second door.

"Yeah. I thought that I won't be back too," I answer truthfully.

"Come this way, I will take you to the room. Owner will see you there." What am I thinking about? That now that I'm here, he will show up miraculously? Yeah, right. After I showered, the owner came and brought me a red yukata to wear.

"Why this one?" I just want to start a conversation, feeling kind of out of place.

"No reason," he answers casually.

"So," God. Why am I so nervous to ask him?

"So?"

"Do you think that he will come?" he smiles at me knowingly.

"Do you want him to come?" I can't just say yes.

"N…never mind," I walk to the bed, sitting down and wait for him to put on my eyes the blindfold.

"Why didn't you come earlier if you so much want to be hold by him?"

"What?" I look back at him, but I didn't get to see his expression as he covers my eyes with the dark blindfold, the spell activating as he ties it.

"Maybe I will make your wish come true," he whispers into my ear, and pushes me to lie on the bed.

"What?" the door is closing, and I'm the only one in the room. Lying back on the pillows… what did he meant by those words?

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I so much hate waiting. And even more now when I don't know if the one showing up will be the one I want to or someone else. It's so quiet in here that I can hear my heart beating like if it were some artist playing the drum. The minutes are passing by – or so it seems to me – as in this darkness nothing is certain.

I look at the direction of the door as it is opened and than closed again when someone enters. Whoa – my heart beats like crazy. Is it him? Is it not him? I can't believe what have I become.

"Good evening, my lord," I greet the stranger as I sit up – I nearly forgot my manners. As there's no reply just steps are indicating that that someone is approaching the bed, my lips form a smile like from itself – it's really him. Otherwise the stranger would have spoken up already.

I have discovered that blinded like this, I'm like another person – or better to say, my actions and words are. It's easier for me to go with the flow. What next now? I'm waiting for him, sitting on the bed with a smile on my lips, till he reaches the bed – and I know what will happen next – he will tie my hands as if he were afraid of my touch. As if I could rip away his calm mask by it. But strangely enough, I don't mind it one bit.

And he does exactly that – taking my hands and binding them together. But I'm surprised about his next move, as he doesn't push me to lie on the bed so that he could bind my hands to the bed above my head. No. His both hands are on my cheeks, tilting my head up and I feel the touch of his lips on mine. It's just a light kiss, light touch, but it's enough to send shivers down my body. I automatically part my lips, begging him for more that just a light touch and he smiles into the kiss… God – I so much want to tear away this blindfold and take a look at him. But he's just teasing me – nibbling on my lower lip, not coming closer to me to deepen it.

Enough. I can't take it anymore. Lifting my bind hands before me, I grab at the fabric that must be his shirt – pulling him down towards me. Finally he realizes that I don't have the patience for his teasing games anymore, and he deepens the kiss. His tongue in my mouth, fighting with mine for dominance.

My hands tighten their hold around the fabric as he lightly bites into my tongue… my hands – oh yes. He didn't tie them to the bed, so I can move them around a little. I shouldn't let go of this opportunity. As we're still kissing, my hands work fast in unbuttoning his shirt – literally tearing it open. I won't open it fully, as I don't think that he will give me much freedom – so this is enough. Ha ha ha – I'm so nervous as I place my hands on his chest that is no longer under the fabric – his skin is so smooth and hot under my touch. I moan into the kiss from the friction the touch brings me.

"Ah, come on," I let out in protest as he breaks the kiss and his hands tear mine away from his skin as they started to travel up his chest to his neck. "I just want to touch you a little more. It's not fair that it's always you who does all the exploring," he kisses my hands with those lips that were glued to mine just few seconds ago before he gently pushes me down to the bed, letting me lie down on my stomach.

This is an embarrassing position – is the only thought on my mind as he pulls up my ass, putting me in so called "dog" position. It really is embarrassing, as we never did it this way because he always had me bind to the bed. And even if the yukata is covering me, I feel naked as I feel his eyes on my behind. As he leans over me I feel his arousal poking me on my ass even thru the two layers of clothes. I know from our past encounters even without seeing it that he's big, and I burry my face in the pillow as I moan out – I don't want him to know what just the mere touch and one thought are doing to my body.

As he draws aside my silver hair to reveal my neck, and as he kisses the right side of it and than licks it, I moan out again into the pillow – my neck became so sensitive thanks to him playing with it every time we were together.

"Ah, lower… touch me also there…" I can be so lewd when I'm with him, "please," I let out when he let the yukata slide down from my shoulder, kissing my hot skin. I don't need to say more as he got what I meant by it – his left hand traveling thru my chest and under the silk fabric, his fingers than closing around my member that is itching for attention.

"What?" no, no, no… I want to scream out in protest as after just a few light touches his hand is gone, and all he managed to do was arouse me even more. Even his body lightly leaning over me is suddenly gone. What now? I know that he likes to play, but this can't be it… he needs to… I need more of his touches.

As I try to turn around and sit up, I'm pushed back face-down onto the bed by him, both of his hands on my thighs and as they travel up, they also bring up with them the fabric that was covering me till now, making me now really naked as I have felt when he first put me in this position. My cheeks are burning from the real embarrassment this sudden nakedness and this position is making me feel.

My eyes are widening under the blindfold as he grabs my ass, pulling at both halves and revealing my hole. I let out a surprised gasp as something wet touches my entrance – and god, it's not his finger. What got to him? He never did this. Why is he licking me in that place?

"No, stop. That's… that's dirty," even if it feels good. And he stops licking, even lets go of my ass. I let out a revealed sight – why would he enjoy licking another man's hole? Another surprised gasp follows when his tongue comes in contact with the skin of my revealed back.

Finally I get to feel his wet finger in me – my insides have been twitching for it for some time now. As he kisses and licks everywhere he can reach, his fingers are moving so skillfully inside of me. As he moves his mouth to suck on my earlobe – another of my sensitive spots – the second wet finger joins the first one. Just a few skilful movements of his fingers and I'm already loosing my mind from all that pleasure.

"I don't want your fingers anymore… Give me… Give me yours… …please," here goes my pride. But to hell with it. I don't mind that I sound like a bitch in heat… I just want him. I want to feel him in me finally. Moaning out in relief when he pulls out his two fingers and also in knowledge of what's coming, I feel him after a while at my entrance, that's twitching already in anticipation. But what is he doing? Why isn't he entering me?

"God! Don't tease me anymore…" as I scream out those words, I'm abruptly turned around, and I scream out loud when he enters me as it took me by surprise. My voice is muffled by soft lips pressed onto mine as he buries himself deep inside me, hitting that one spot that brings me to ecstasy. And… god… I even came from the wave of pleasure – and despite that, I'm hard again.

"You're so cute like this Zero," he whispers into my ear when our lips part, and I'm so high on the wave of ecstasy that I don't even find it strange that he knows my name. Because that voice… that voice belongs to someone who knows my name… oh no.

The blindfold is coming of – no, he's the one removing it. Of course a spell like that is nothing for the almighty pureblood who… I blink twice as the darkness is suddenly replaced by light – even if it's dimmed – and as my vision's back, I'm met with two brown eyes looking back at me – being so close to me.

Those two eyes – that overly familiar face that I get to see every evening when the sun comes down and the gates of the Moon Dorms are opening. This blissfully sweet dream suddenly changed into a nightmare.

"Kuran?" I'm not even aware that I have said his name out aloud.

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TBC…