Disclaimer: Vampire Knight belongs to Matsuri Hino.

Rating: MA [18+ Only. You have been warned]

Warning: Contains yaoi, some gore, violence and graphic sexual content.


Zero was falling; endlessly falling through a sea of nothingness. How long had he been like this? How long had he been waiting to collide with the hardened earth, or plunge into deep oceanic depths? At first it was quiet. So quiet, it was almost deafening. Then, there were whispers of things unknown, yet familiar. He could not distinguish what they were saying, until the voices grew louder, building into a crescendo of vibrant sounds. He could recognize some of them. Mom? He heard himself call out. Dad? The overwhelming blanket of darkness that surrounded him gave way to a blinding flash of white light and suddenly, he could see them. A jumble of memories flooded his mind from every direction. He saw a younger version of himself in the kitchen with his mother. The sweet aroma of something baking in the oven reached his smell receptors. He recalled the training sessions he had with his father in their yard, teaching him hunter spells while the distant figure of his fragile twin brother cheered him on in the sidelines. He remembered all the Christmases, birthdays and calm, lazy weekends spent with his family. He felt safe, and he was happy. Oh God, how he missed them. He reached out to his loved ones, pulling them into an embrace and reveling in their protective warmth. He held onto them in desperation, never wanting to let them go, never wanting to lose them again.

He felt something sinister creep up from behind and it filled him with a dreadful sense of foreboding. Long tendrils of a frightening aura caressed his skin, threatening to consume his sanity. No, not now! I don't want to remember… He blinked and his loved ones were gone, their presences snuffed out like a tiny flame in the wind. He turned to face the monster that plagued his dreams, turning them into nightmares. He found himself outside, standing in the middle of the snowy landscape that was his front yard. The icy winter wind chilled his body right down to his bones. And there, just a few feet away from him were the motionless corpses of his parents, lying on snow that was stained crimson by their life's essences. Large gaping holes were present where their hearts should have been. Then, pink cherry blossoms began to fall as a dark shadow loomed over their bloody, mutilated figures. Zero raised his gaze to meet with haunting eyes the same shade as the cherry blossoms, staring at him in mock tenderness. Long silvery tresses blew elegantly in the wind, catching and reflecting the moonlight. A deceptively soothing smile graced the woman's timeless features and Zero could feel a familiar, paralyzing fear grip his being. But nothing…nothing had torn his world apart more than the sight of his brother; frail and gentle Ichiru, standing by the beautiful beast, grinning at him in wicked delight.

Zero clenched his fists until his knuckles turned as white as the snow; anger and betrayal replaced the fear that consumed his soul. Ichiru…you must have known that she'd come to slaughter our family…why did you betray us? That question had disturbed him since that fateful night, but no matter how hard he tried, he could never come across an answer. However, eventually Zero decided that the answer to that question no longer mattered. What did matter was the simple fact that Ichiru had sided with that vile woman, and that was all the reason he needed to hate his brother.

"You are such detestable creatures," he spat venomously at the two figures before him. The young hunter was about to reach for the Bloody Rose until he realized that the familiar weight of the gun was missing from its holster on his hip. He assumed a battle stance, preparing to make a move and without thinking, he charged at them, fist raised and eyes blazing with fury. The snow crunched beneath his feet as he ran. One could hear the sheer anguish in his roar as he swung his arm forward with all the strength that he could muster. A loud smacking noise echoed through the empty air as skin connected with skin. Zero smiled in satisfaction for only a brief moment before pain shot up his arm from the solid impact. Cringing from the injury, he looked up in bewilderment. His fist was caught in a death grip by a pale unyielding hand, but it was not the hand of his intended target. The raining cherry blossoms seemed to acknowledge this new presence; its soft pink shade darkening into blood red; identical to the eyes that stared back at him. The figure yanked Zero's captured arm and locked him in an embrace. Sleek chocolate strands tickled the hunter's cheek when the man bent down to place butterfly kisses on his neck. He closed his eyes when hot breath snaked its way along his skin; and then he was spiraling downward through a shadowy abyss once more.


Zero opened his eyes. The once stunning shade of lavender was now a deadly color of scarlet. His mind was in a cloudy haze; he barely remembered what he had dreamed about, let alone what had transpired before he passed out. His body was hot and burning, yet he was trembling as if he were cold. Beads of sweat formed and dripped down his angelic face while a dull throbbing pain in his gums gave him the bizarre urge to bite something. There was a terrible dry ache in his throat, similar to the feeling of having swallowed an entire bag of sand. He clawed at his neck uselessly. I'm so thirsty…thirsty for… Zero gasped in horror as his mind cleared itself of the fog and recollections of the night's events came rushing back to him in strong waves. Blood…could I possibly be thirsting for…? No! He clenched his eyes shut, resisting the developing affinity for the crimson liquid as he tried in vain to prevent his inevitable transformation. The ex-human allowed his fingers to clutch at silken sheets. Wait…a bed? Am I back in my dorm? He reopened his eyes and slowly pushed himself up to survey his surroundings. He was indoors alright, but it certainly was not his dorm. To his annoyance, the first thing he noticed was that he was completely naked, save for the silk sheet that covered his lower half. He was laying on a four-poster king sized bed; its cherry wood pillars were decorated with elaborate gothic carvings. Sheer black curtains hung from the overhead canopy and the silk sheets he had felt beneath him were burgundy in color. The room itself was large and spacious. An elegant crystal chandelier was situated at the center of the ceiling and an ornate rug graced the dark hardwood floors. The wall to his right was made entirely of glass windows and a pair of French doors, allowing for the perfect view of the balcony and the magnificent scenery outside. Judging from the extravagance of it all, Zero could definitely tell whose room he was in. "Kuran," he hissed in revulsion.

"Yes, Zero?" The sound of the pureblood's smooth voice seemed to originate from the walls themselves. The hunter jerked back on the bed in surprise. How had he not sensed his presence before?

Kaname smirked as he released his aura to sweep across the area. He stepped out from the shadows of the opposite corner of the room and proceeded to walk towards the hunter. However, before he could reach the bed, Zero had already located the Bloody Rose, which had been strategically placed on the bedside table by Kaname.

"You!" Zero shrieked in anger. "You did something to me!" He then raised his gun to aim at the pureblood's heart, ready to pull the trigger.

"And what was it that I had done to warrant such hostility from you?" Kaname asked, feigning innocence. He knew exactly what he had done. He just wanted Zero to confirm it with his own words, and thus leaving no room for denial.

"You bit me!" The ex-human cried in dismay. The arm that held the Bloody Rose shook violently, unwilling to stay still. "And now I'm a…a…" Zero couldn't bring himself to finish the sentence. He didn't want to verify what he had become. Saying it out loud would be equivalent to accepting his horrid fate; a fate that the Hunter's Association had deemed shameful and traitorous. What would his parents say if they had been alive to see him now?

"A vampire?" Kaname answered. "Yes, that is what you are. And as your creator and master, that means…" He paused as he closed the distance between them and took hold of the hunter's gun. "You no longer have the ability to kill me, let alone attack me."

Zero let the pureblood pry the Bloody Rose from his grasp as he sat in shock; rendered speechless. The fact that the vampire lord now had complete control over his will was only beginning to sink in. Time stood still at that moment; it felt like the earth was swallowing him whole. Then, a sudden jolt of excruciating pain rocked his entire being, causing him to fall back on Kaname's bed. All five of his senses became dulled and cloudy before swiftly magnifying into unbearable extremes. Zero opened his mouth to release a blood curdling scream. His skin seemed to tingle all over. Every insignificant wrinkle and every miniscule crease of the bedspread was made known to his touch. Tiny as they were, even the individual stitches that made up the sheets had become discernible to him. It was maddening and utterly uncomfortable. The rapid beat of his heart rang piercingly in his ears. Outside, he could hear the rustle of leaves moving in the wind and the splashing of water as fish jumped in and out of the lake. From across the campus, he could distinguish the individual voices of the entire Night Class as they chattered on about useless things during lecture in the main building. The array of noises bombarded Zero's mind relentlessly. He clutched his head in pure agony and dug his heels into the bed. Too many sounds…voices…make it stop! I can't take it…

The hunter turned over on his side to face the large window, only to recoil in anguish when he caught sight of the stars that dotted the night sky. It was as if a million tiny searchlights had been shined directly onto his eyes, blinding him as they burned into his retinas. When he twisted his body towards the opposite direction, it was then that he noticed how well he could see through the darkness. Everything in the room was comprehensible; all its details, its textures and even its colors were evident to Zero's eyes. It amazed and terrified him. He did not realize how heavily he was breathing until a whiff of something tantalizing caught his attention. It was indescribable, this scent; causing something within him to stir into awakening. He felt drawn to it; wanting to drown in it. At first, he could not pinpoint the scent's exact origin, but as he found himself inching toward the pureblood vampire, he became dreadfully aware that the fragrance was actually Kaname's enticing pheromones. That was when he felt his canines lengthen into fangs, nipping his bottom lip in the process. A sense of hopelessness washed over his soul; his conversion into a vampire was nearing completion.

Dark burgundy orbs glistened with curiosity as they watched the beautiful pale form of the ex-human writhe and convulse as the poison raced through his veins. Kaname had been watching him from where he sat on the edge of the bed. It was such a captivating sight; the way the hunter's body seemed to transform right before his eyes. The scars that marred Zero's body, no matter how old, healed and dissipated, leaving the skin perfectly flawless as if they were never there to begin with. The muscles on his arms, shoulders, chest and abs became stronger, more defined. His facial features grew more mature, yet kept their youthful appearance; while the smooth silvery-white locks attained a glossier finish. He looked incredibly delectable. The pureblood was made aware of his growing arousal when the pants of his Night Class uniform suddenly grew tighter around his hips; worsening once he noticed the hunter's movements toward him. He growled lustfully, reaching for the annoying silk sheet that covered Zero's lower half and flinging it away to reveal the rest of him. Kaname's eyes raked over every inch of the naked flesh as it appeared to glow under the light of the many stars. He found himself admiring every dip and curve of the guardian's body, the way it trembled helplessly before him, defenseless and vulnerable. The perfect prey.

Zero was still reeling from the onslaught of powerful sensations, yet he was terribly aware of his exposed skin. In an attempt to ignore his humiliation, he focused on trying to control his heightened senses, finding it to be an insufferable task. All the injuries he received from hunting were nothing compared to the headache he was experiencing now. It felt like the top of his head had been entirely blown off and maggots were now consuming what was left of his brain. He needed something to ease the ache; painkillers perhaps or a bullet through his skull. Whatever it was, Zero no longer cared, he just wanted the pain to go away. Unfortunately for him, someone was willing to give him what he required.

Kaname stood up from the bed, sensing the ex-human's misery. He lifted his hands to his neck, slowly unraveling the red tie that held his Night Class uniform together. He removed his black leather shoes, tossing them across the room in the process and getting rid his socks as well. The white jacket and the black button down dress shirt followed suit, leaving his upper body bare. Lowering his hands, he unzipped his white dress pants and let it pool on the floor at his feet before kicking it away. Even his silk boxers did not remain for long as it too was discarded, thus uncovering his erect organ to the air. He looked upon the agonized face of the fledgling vampire and smiled.

"Zero…calm down. I know what it is that you want," Kaname whispered huskily. "However, it comes with a price." He took hold of his hardened cock and massaged it a few times before slicing its tip with a sharpened thumb nail. Zero's reaction was immediate as he caught the intoxicating scent of blood seeping out from the open wound. He turned his head toward the source of the crimson liquid, only to be shocked and embarrassed to find himself staring at the vampire lord's impossibly large member. When did he? Oh God, he couldn't possibly expect me to…? Zero could feel his face heating up. No…never in a million lifetimes would I ever be that desperate! But as his new vampire instincts took hold of his mind, he went into a frenzy; the bloodlust clouded over his better judgment and disregarded his emotions all together. He slowly sat up, still eyeing the blood that dripped down the pureblood's length. The fluidity of his movements was predatory, almost cat-like as he crawled over to where Kaname stood waiting. In the deepest corner of his psyche, he could almost hear his true self protesting vehemently; but the distant voice was silenced once he took the large dick into his mouth and began sucking on it greedily. The taste, the smell and the texture of blood was all he could think about as it burned down his throat like liquid fire, gratifying his need but far from quenching it. He licked and sucked until there was nothing left, groaning in dissatisfaction upon realizing that the wound had already healed. He wanted more; he needed more and he would do anything to get it. Surely his master would not mind if… Zero moved to align his fangs down the side of Kaname's length, preparing to bite down.

Kaname moaned upon the feel of Zero's warm, moist tongue sliding and rolling over his erection. He threw his head back and drew in a sharp breath when the fledgling vampire began to suck him feverishly. Tiny sparks of pleasure shot through his insides, making him quiver in excitement. He placed a hand on the silverette's head to steady himself, allowing his inner demon to finally take over. The small smile of contentment turned into a wide maniacal grin; fangs elongated and bared. Calm, red-wine eyes bled into glowing scarlet and sharp nails extended into long, blackened talons. The beast looked down to observe his little whore, noticing that the ex-human could only take half of him into his mouth. It was a shame really; he would have loved to ram his entire length into the hunter. He was torn from his thoughts when the feel of two fangs grazed the sensitive skin of his cock. He frowned; and grabbing a handful of silver tresses, he forcefully jerked Zero's head back to stare into his glazed crimson orbs.

"I didn't give you permission to do that," Kaname admonished, his smooth voice now held a rough edge to it. He knew that the wound he had inflicted on himself was healed and that Zero wanted to sink his fangs into him for more blood. The boy was proving to be quite amusing, believing that he could just take what he wanted without having to deal with the consequences. He would have to be punished for his mistake. The pureblood raised an eyebrow when he took note of the icy glare that was being directed at him. It appeared that the hunter had regained some control over his consciousness. Oh yes, the boy would be severely punished. Kaname's disapproving frown turned back into a predatory smirk when an idea came to mind.

"Let's play a game, Zero. I want to see how long you will last without biting me…" He paused, ghosting a pale knuckle over the ex-human's lips. "As you take me into that cute little mouth of yours and pleasure me until I come."

Zero's eyes widened, defiance was written across his face, but the fear in his eyes was unmistakable. He opened his mouth to make a retort, but before he could say anything, he was silenced by a finger over his lips.

"If you succeed, I will allow you the chance to kill me," the pureblood stated, his voice lowering into a whisper. "But if you so much as scrape me with those pretty fangs of yours, I get the honor of desecrating your virgin ass." The beast's arousal sprang alive once more as he watched the fear in the prefect's eyes intensify. He flipped the ex-human over on his back and dragged him by the hair so that his head hung over the edge of the bed, then released his hold on the boy's mane in order to let the silvery locks cascade down the side of the mattress.

Zero cried out in pain at the brutal manhandling, but regretted the action when Kaname took advantage of his opened mouth. The large intrusion caused him to choke and gag; prompting the pureblood to begin thrusting wildly into his warm orifice. He struggled to keep his fangs from making contact with his master's skin, but the worst of his worries had yet to come. The rushing of blood through the veins of the enlarged cock was already palpable to his sensitive tongue. The bloodlust hit him anew with imposing force, making it hopelessly difficult for him to resist biting down. Tears stung Zero's eyes; he didn't know how long he could last this way. He was scared, so very afraid and on top of that, he was mortified. Somehow he knew that he could never win this game, he was going to pierce him with his teeth and the pureblood would destroy him for it. It was only a matter of time…

The beast was amazed by the strength of the hunter's will-power. He had expected to be bitten by now, but he was not at all concerned. He could last all night without ejaculating if he wanted to; he was a pureblood after all. His stamina was unparalleled. Yes, the baby vampire had already lost the game before it even began. He wondered if the boy had actually thought he had a chance at winning and gaining the opportunity to murder a level A vampire. The beast smiled an insane smile. As if he'd allow himself to get killed. The idea of dying at the hands of a hunter turned vampire was laughable at best. He pulled himself from his thoughts and focused on the ex-human beneath him, noticing the boy's growing organ. Ah, so it appears that he's really enjoying himself. Why don't I make things a little more interesting? Kaname leaned over the pale form of the prefect and engulfed his hardened member with his mouth, bringing their bodies into a 69 position. He proceeded to use his skilled tongue on him, earning a muffled moan from the hunter. Wrapping his arms around Zero's waist, he lifted him up completely off the mattress so that the ex-human was held upside down against Kaname's standing form.

The sudden new position stunned the hunter, but he quickly tried to compose himself by wrapping his legs around Kaname's neck and his arms around his hips. His vision started getting foggy as the blood rushed to his brain due to the strange stance he was forced into. He knew that the vampire leader was attempting to make things harder for him, so he doubled his efforts in resisting his urge to bite. His body jolted in pleasure as the pureblood continued on with his ministrations while sustaining his vicious assault on the prefect's mouth. With a strangled cry, Zero came first, spilling his hot seed into Kaname's orifice, who swallowed every drop of it before releasing him. The vampire lord grinned in satisfaction when he felt the tips of Zero's fangs graze the skin of his penis. The ex-human's orgasm had provoked him into biting down by accident. Kaname let out a deep masculine laugh, causing shivers to race though Zero's body. The boy had failed and now he had to deal with the pureblood's wrath.

He dropped the hunter back onto the bed and held the silverette's head to him, thrusting with driving force until he ejaculated. Zero choked and gagged on the sperm, unsure of what to do with it.

"You will swallow it all," Kaname commanded. "Or you will do it again." As if on cue, the ex-human began drinking in all of the pureblood's juices, then sighed in relief when the large cock was withdrawn from his mouth. His reprieve was short lived however, as he was thrown against the headboard, yelping when his skull collided with hard wood.

"I believe you know what comes next."


Author's Note: Please don't throw rocks at me! I apologize for the horrible cliffhanger. I meant for this chapter to be much longer but as busy as I am, I could not write more without making you guys wait. I still plan on putting up more chapters, although I'm not exactly sure just how many. The next one may take a while to complete as well, so please be patient! I thank all my reviewers for the encouraging words you have given me!

With Love,

Requies Aeterna