[Original Title: Your Love Will Be The Death Of Me]
Short Title: End Of Me
Authoress: EAoHaH
Rated: M for Mature; Also because it is Yoai/Shounen-Ai...Well, slash at first, bare with me.
Warning: Same as above, you should know what Yaoi/Shounen-Ai is by now, but just in case for those who don't. Male on Male contact, or Young Boy LOVE! Just what I likey.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own this anime, the manga, or the Characters of VK or VKG. They belong strictly to Matsuri Hino...
Summary: Same as before
Proceed With Caution/PWC: If you want
'thoughts'...Nevermind, you all should already know this from reading loads of many ffics.
A/N: Like I said, I already have like 22 chapters locked and loaded. I deem this one fit. Not much to tweal. I updated as a Thank you to those who faved, follow, read, and reviewed.
THANK YOU:TwistedNoir,mpiedz, and miketsukami13!
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Chapter 2: Dreamscape
They stood in shadows just like before, moonlight looming off and illuminating their faces. He still was unable to make out the face of the one who once again held him in a lover's embrace. The waves of water licked at their feet. The currents rolling in heavy tides. Words were mumbled, lips pressed tightly, then darkness before it changed.
Again...Still holding them in that same loving embrace , the pain was back. A face was blurry in his vision. A sad expression was held there, he knew without seeing. The burning in his chest came back strong, and burned a thousand times worse. There was something pressing into his chest.
The feeling of betrayal and hatred left him, as tears could be seen in the now clearing picture of eyes the same color of what could be described as dark wine.
The feelings too left his heart soon after as he heard an applause coming from behind the one who stuck the blade in his flesh. His own strength gave and his body crumbled to the hard floor.
Tears in his eyes, his own hate directed towards the being wrapping their arms around his mate's waist. A fanged smile pressed lips against the perfect skin of a neck. His mate's throat, moving hair out-of-the-way, and showing the mark that claimed the other.
Impossible.
When?
The question read across his face. Those mismatching eyes filled with an aura of insatiable hunger about them, this man he knew.
Many knew and hated him, "Go on, you can say goodbye now." The shadows contorted around him. Zero could feel his body breaking apart and his soul leaving his body as he slowly turned to ash.
Words he could still remember being screamed but for reasons unknown, they were inaudible to his ears. Zero strained forward, longing to hear what the moving lips said.
The feeling of deep hatred returning once more before he disappeared completely along with a trail of sorrowful regret.
"I'll always love you, just remember that..." static began to cover over all words that came from a moving mouth pressed to his ear. Suddenly the sensation of hot flames licking at him dissipated. Opening his eyes, he could see those perfect lip's moving once more.
'I could never love you.' Zero felt like saying back, but the words died in his lungs as he realized just how much of a lie they were as their mouths drew tight, pressing close to one another.
Bodies were pressed together as one, and limbs were wrapped tightly, entangled. Sweat covered their bodies in a light sheen, glistening from the brilliant rays of the sun that poured in through an opened window.
Their breathing, erratic just like their heartbeats. Fingers dug in clawing at skin, and white silkened sheets. The whisper of words of love and cherishing as their bodies brought their souls closer, making them one.
Dilated pupils, lustful looks, and bedroom eyes. A small sting felt like a bite from a snake releasing the venom of pure ecstasy into veins. Crescent marks on top of skin, scratch marks raking down perfect healing skin of a back. Wounds reopening, and the crashing of lips and teeth collided perfectly into one.
Bodies grinding softly in a rhythm of complete bliss, a hymn sung beautifully in a lover's ear. The feeling of letting go to the blinding pressure of heat that was fed by pleasure. The momentarily loss of breath, the playing of hands on soft flesh quivering beneath fingertips. Stroking lightly as words were whispered ecstatically.
"I love you." A genuine smile tugged at the unknown lips, the word directed to the silver-haired teen as he enjoyed the fingers stroking the soft flesh of his belly.
"But I, my prince," Zero could feel his lips move at the softly spoken words, "Can never love you." Voice different and filled with an untold lamentation.
The prince's lips only curled into a smile of his own, he could decipher the sarcasm behind them: A small, "I love you, too." That was spoken silently from his lover. Zero could feel those arms wrap around him, holding him tighter as his body was being dragged down. An onslaught of kisses being reigned over his face, as he mustered the will to smile a little.
Waking from the dream, he felt emptiness seep into his chest along, filling his heart with longing he never anguished before. The feel of drying tears, still warm, and freshly shedding upon his face made his cheeks burn endlessly.
'Great', he'd been crying in his sleep again. Memories played back from the time he was a child. It'd been a while since he had that dream. With each time, it seemed to feel more and more real, and etched more with the feel of sincere intimacy.
Placing his hand on his stomach, he could still feel the light traces of warm fingers stroking above his belly. Reaching down just a little, he could feel the familiar essence of stickiness.
"Not here." Zero said in embarrassment, removing himself from the bed. Looking around, he noticed a door slightly ajar. Peering inside of it, he was relieved to find the bathroom.
Cutting on the water, he noticed the other door that led into the bathing space, and almost shuddered. The only thing separating him from entering the same room with that bastard and giving him chance to escape any further mortification was a small door.
It was evidence, that they would have to share the same shower. Just as long as he stayed there, not wanting to think about it. Or how he got his change of clothing for that matter.
He removed them from his body, along with the bandages, and stepped under the hot water welcoming. Rinsing away any evidence of the dream that he had.
Finding what ever soap stocked there, he rubbed it on to his skin. It was non-scented and he was fine with that, while finally taking note to the already healed wound that should have been on his back. Zero rinsed off quickly as stepped out, and wrapped his hips securely with the white plush towel hanging neatly from one of the towel racks.
Moving his hand across the fogged mirror, he barely got a clear view. Confirming what he had just thought, while in the shower. He'd never healed this fast before. And he started to wonder what happened between the time of his second death, and waking in a bed that clearly wasn't his.
Grabbing his clothing, he threw them in the tub, pouring soap and running hot water over the soiled fabrics. After he was sure that they were clean enough, he took them into the room with him, letting them air dry. He'd just have to wait until the morning, when the prick would come back in, and ask for his own clothing.
Until then, he laid down again in the bed, flat on his stomach staring out at the outside world. The air still blew to his comfort, making him wish that it could stay this way forever. His mind started to drift again, and he found himself asleep once more.
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The sounds of Cicada's crying could be heard throughout the day, it was the same as always when he wasn't there. She kept looking back to see if she could see him, but all she could do was imagine him, almost transient like a ghost.
Tears came to her own eyes, 'If only, I'd gotten there sooner.' She kept the thought in a revolving process, blaming herself.
She found him, she thought he was dead. He wouldn't respond to her calling his name, or the smell of her blood .
She was covered in his blood, not able to remove the small blade that pierced his back. Running off into the distance, Yuuki screamed loudly. Yelling for someone, anyone to help. Tripping, she fell in the endless sea of trees landing hard on the ground. She screamed out more louder this time as the tears wouldn't stop their flow, and she broke down feeling helpless. An arm rested lightly on her shoulder, her dark brown eyes looked up, and all movement stopped for a moment.
"Kuran-sempai." She said, her voice breaking as she jumped into his embrace. The rest she couldn't remember, pieces were missing from her memory. Almost like the time, in the snow where she was found. Kaname had been there, and saved her twice already.
Yuuki did remember asking him to save one of the people she held dearly, but Kaname shook his head, stopping her from cutting her other wrist fully open. Taking her already wounded one, he licked along it. She stiffened from the touch of his tongue running softly across, healing the abused and ripped apart tendon. Surely, she'd die if it weren't for that.
"Please, Kaname, you must help him. Save him please...Please..." They were a soft plea leaving from her parted lips as she was on the brink of fainting from the blood loss.
Turning away from her, Kaname picked up Zero's blood covered body, looking into eyes that were still open. He could see the pain reflected in them, somewhere deep, and if it weren't for the emotion hidden under them, he would have mistaken the smaller body for dead.
"Get her out of here, take her back to Cross. I don't want her to see." Takuma nodded his head in understanding, and followed orders leaving the two alone.
The bell rung making her jump slightly, looking around she noticed the others leaving for lunch. Normally, she would be happy, her classmates invited her to eat with them, but she declined and excused herself from the building.
It was noon, and she wanted to see him. She knew where he was, and let her feet carry her to the gates surrounding the night students.
Yuuki's fingers touched the cold black steel, and her breath stopped. She couldn't bring herself to jump the fence, she felt nauseated.
Running off into the opposite direction, to her favorite fountain, she looked at herself. She could barely catch her reflection as she vomited.
Reaching into the water, she gladly let some of the water rinse out her mouth. Sitting down beside it, the images wouldn't clear from her mind. The chocolate-haired female hugged her knees bringing her placed legs closer. Resting her teary-eyed face upon them, she tried not to bawl her eyes out.
"Zero." She said his name, voice shaky, and tears brimming forth. Again, her body could refuse what her mind wanted.
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Returning to his room, Kaname searched for signs of life, everything was the same. Grabbing the bag of Zero's things, he sat them down next to the sleeping figure.
He stared at the pale face of the teen, he looked so content, or maybe it was pleased...Kaname couldn't find the exact words for it.
Leaving the room, he decided that Zero looked better sleeping, not moping around everyday with an angry scowl on his face.
Returning to his desk, he thought back on that 'calm' image of Zero. Feelings from the past came back, just from looking at that peaceful face.
"Peaceful. That's it, he looked so peaceful." Kaname said more to himself than anyone else, thinking out loud. Turning his attention back on to things that he needed to do, he drew his attention back to the book that sat in front of him while looking towards his chest board.
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"Love, you taste so good." The voice almost sounded familiar to Zero, as he turned over laughing at the tactics of his mate attacking him like he were a helpless victim.
After a few minutes of wrestling around, Zero giggled as he was pinned beneath the other. Their legs on either side of his hips, hands placing his wrist above his head in a firm grip.
Their smile was flashed, those skilled lips now attached to the soft skin of his neck. "N-no fair..." He moaned out, their name was at the tip of his tongue, but it died on his lips. The skillful mouth only worked on his weak spot, if he were standing, he had no doubts that his knees would go weak from the simple gesture of the other's warm tongue on his neck.
Pulling away, the older vampire blew on his neck, liking his own art work. "You know how much fun I have teasing you. If I didn't, I'd just get bored, and become sad forever." He said, finally letting the other up.
"Whatever." Zero whispered the words, not looking into the eyes of the other. He tried moving away, just to be pulled back down into their warm embrace. Their chin rested in the juncture of his shoulder and neck.
"Please don't." They said sorrowfully, just holding him like that. Zero couldn't decipher the meaning behind, or why the sudden change in atmosphere, but he let them hold him.
"I love you, you do know that?" Zero turned to look at the person holding him now, but still their face was blurry. Yet, he stared straight into their sorrow-filled eyes. Zero could now see them more clearly, chocolate-colored eyes with their own hint of red hidden behind them. He was released, and found his chin being cupped within the fingers of his lover.
Zero could feel the other's heat, as they moved in for a kiss, yelping as he flipped over their positions. Zero was now on top, staring down into the face, or rather the eyes of the other. "I love you, too." He said as he pressed his lips down on to the others.
"I swear your love will be the death of me." The brunette wrapped his arms around Zero's back, he felt as if he was really loved, and laid his head down on his love's chest. Closing his eyes tightly as tears came, he whispered. "No. But your's was mine."
Zero painfully screamed as he felt a sharp pain, he felt like he was being torn apart in various direction. His body turned to ash, token away from the arms of the one he loved.
Zero shot up in bed, sweat rolled down his body, and drenched his hair. Placing his hand over his eyes, the look of terror wouldn't leave him. Breathing slowly, he took sharp breaths. He felt that if he didn't, he'd surely hyperventilate, and possibly heave.
Pulling the tangled covers from his legs, he quickly moved to the bathroom. Turning on the water, he let the cool substance fill his mouth. Savoring it, like a life line, before spitting it out and splashing his face with it.
Letting it drip over his pale features, he stared at himself in the mirror for a moment, trying to regain his composure. Taking a deep calming breath, he returned to the room.
Looking around, he immediately spotted his bag of clothing, and was thankful. The feeling of relief washed down his back, making him relax. Now, he wouldn't have to walk around in just a towel, or use the already dried clothing sitting by the window.
Digging through his bag, he grabbed some clothing, and spotted some decent ordinary red underwear to put on. Running back into the bathroom, he cut on the water to take a shower.
Quickly, he washed himself, he didn't want to be in this place any longer. Barely drying himself, he got dressed, and threw out the borrowed clothing. Ruffling his wet hair with the dry towel, he looked over at the balcony door.
"Still open." He smirked dropping the towel, he found his escape route. There was no way Kaname was going to keep him there, cooped up in that room.
Jumping over the ledge, he felt the wind ruffle through his hair briefly, enjoying it before his feet touched the ground.
Looking around like an escaped prisoner, he made sure no one heard him. Positive that no one was around, and the fading color of sunset meant that most were possibly already at school. He ran towards the stone wall and metal gates, unknowingly jumping the same one Yuuki touched earlier that day.
Running in the wind, turning on his heels, Zero knew the first friend he needed to see, and took off towards her.
It was about that time, and they needed to be out the doors for school; if they wanted to be on time. As he tied his tie, he returned to the guest room in his living quarters. Kaname's eyebrow twitched slightly with irritation, something that he usually did alone away from the sight of others.
It was messy, the floor was wet, a towel laid on the floor another draped disregarded over a chair, and there was no Kiryuu to be found in the room. The food that was made, was left untouched, bed messy, Zero was so not a good house guest.
Gripping his tie, he looked out of the doors to the balcony, jumping over the side, he followed the teen's still fresh scent. Stopping his search when he heard laughter, he planted himself in a tree. His eyes, they followed the figure, riding on top of a white horse. Suddenly it all stopped, looking into the trees, Zero looked to where her gaze was. But there was nothing, nor anyone there anymore, though he had an awful feeling of who it could've been.
"Come on girl, there's nothing out there." He said petting her side in a friendly gesture.
Returning to the room he just left moments ago, Kaname decided to let Zero skip out for the time being. The image of him burned into the back of his mind, as he walked to the gathered group on the pristine staircase. The hunter's whole aura was different, he was even careless, and it seemed like he could care less about the world around him. Kaname started to wonder, if this was the side that he allowed only few to see? Few being, Yuuki, and maybe his younger brother when they were kids?
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"Step back!" Arms were held out, irritation coated over the voice of the chocolate haired perfect. 'If only, Zero was here.' Her thoughts revolved around that name, it'd been three long days without him by her side.
If he were here, surely she wouldn't have to deal with this unruly crowd of day students. Single handedly, she pushed them back, and kept them off just as the gates started to open.
"Idol is so cool." One of the girls whispered giggling almost mechanically to herself.
"No, Wild is!" Sparks flew between the girls eventually knocking Yuuki back from the electric shock that passed momentarily through the air.
Kaname watched from afar, sensing the girls distress. One by one, they passed in their usual order. All of their fans' voices screaming out names, while throwing flowers and cards at them. Wanting to catch the prestigious eye of a night class student.
His eyes immediately fell on the perfect doing her duties. Yuuki turned, smiling nervously and bowing politely towards him.
"How are you this evening, Yuuki?" He asked, drawing the girl's hand into his own, as he leaned down to kiss it.
As usual, envious looks were thrown her way. 'What could he possibly see in her?' They all wondered, he knew just from their expressions. The longing in their eyes, all wanting to just be touched by him, it would be enough.
Stepping back he watched as she looked up at him. "I'm doing well, Kuran-sempai." Yuuki addressed him politely, her smile never leaving her face, and a small tint of red staining her cheeks.
"Kuran-sempai?" She averted her eyes away from his kind smile. Kaname gave the girl his full attention, even as her wavering eyes stared at the ground.
"Is Zero..." The words trailed off, and worry took hold of her. Grabbing her chin, he lifted her face up lightly, to meet his own in a gaze.
"Yes, Yuuki. Kiryuu is fine." He gave her one last smile before dropping her hand back to her side, and departing completely. Kaname walked right behind his fellow school mates, not once looking back at the distressed girl.
Yuuki held her chest, slightly confused at what she just had done. The feeling that she got from him, was almost close to sadness. The wind blew him away from her sight, and the sad look in her eyes.
'She thought of him, still. Why?' Kaname asked himself, not allowing any one to catch his true emotions flickering beneath his emotionless mask he perfected after all these years.
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Laying under the clear sky, Zero sighed at the perfection of an almost full moon, as the light breeze that passed by unannounced tickled at his hair. He turned over to his right side, the fatigue that he felt wouldn't disappear.
Clutching his fingers close to his chest, he stared at the grass that was blown by the wind in an ocean of green. His eyes stared off into the distance, not focusing on anything, not noticing how they started to cloud over and him falling to the depths of sleep. Allowing his eyes to close shut, he decided for once not to fight it.
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A/N: I know huge time skips. Zero sleeps a lot. How else will he see the past? And how else will I develop these new feelings between each character? Promise it won't stay that boring though. Stuff's about to happen, and Drama as well as other things will come into play soon. Just trying to head start it first. Thanks to all who's Read and or R&R...I love you, it is greatly appreciated.
How's this shorty for a follow-up miketsukami13. I know so not better, but it didn't bore me to death when reading the short 9 pages, so I figured it be okay. Wait for the next one. Things get heated between Kaname and Zero, but not in a sexual way yet. Just more hostility. Because, I love their hostility