Why Zero isn't A Girl

Chapter 4

'Cause He Doesn't Have Girl Parts

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Plastic surgery exists, and no Zero doesn't have boobs or a vagina.

Well crap. Age fifteen, Zero has grown a taller and is bordering on a little bit too tall. He's also kind of having those pains, you know...those ones related to changing into a vampire. God his life sucked. But this is not the point.

The point of this moment, of the very beginning of this chapter is that Zero is so screwed.

Bringing the butt of his gun down on the shocked boy who had groped him Zero growled lowly. The guy had surprised him, jumping out like that. He'd been patrolling the perimeter of the Night Dorms, more towards the forest part and then this freak had jumped out of nowhere. But most horrible was the fact that he had gotten the drop on Zero. Sure Zero was trained, and knew how to fight but when one had the element of surprise and more strength...well.

Oh, did he forget to mention the guy is an upperclassmen?

Asshole.

Really it was the twinges of horrible crippling pain that had really given the guy the chance to get so close then pounce so successfully. Zero deeply resented the groping that had gone on for a moment until the guy confused had found there wasn't really anything in his hands. Well, Zero just had the illusion of boobs, hell no was he gonna make it like they actually existed and shit.

Sick.

So then confused the guy had decided to double check his bases and groped where he should never have groped. Staring at the unconscious body of the upperclassmen Zero deliberated between death and a memory charm.

Deciding on death Zero was about to finish the guy off, cause well, no one got away with crap like that when a thought occurred to him. What if the guy had bragged to some of his friends how he was gonna go and get some tonight? Damn it! He may even have mentioned Ze-Alice's name!

Now it was time to panic, because number one Zero couldn't kill the guy. Number two he didn't know any memory charms.

Number three vampires were the ones who did the best memory spells, quick and clean most things once erased by a vampire were hardly ever found.

But there was also a downside entailed with this, Zero would have to give a specific of how much memory needed to be erased. Such as a couple minutes before jumping Zero and getting hit, with a freakin' gun.

Which meant they would have to view the memory, then snip it out.

Which mean they would know.

Resisting the urge to twitch Zero stared, frowning at the older boy before him and wondered why his life couldn't be as easy as just killing the boy and getting this whole ordeal over with.

So. Freaking. Heavy.

Zero panted, resting a moment, tired from dragging the other, much larger boy through the forest. Really, Zero was strong but to carry what was probably over two hundred pounds of muscle and idiocy was no small task.

Resting against a tree Zero considered his options, there was only really one option to whom he could get to do the charm. It definitely couldn't be one of the lesser vampires because the minute a higher up asked them what they were doing and got specific they would confess his secret. It had to be someone on top of the food chain.

Meaning only one thing.

Kaname.

Groaning lowly in barely contained despair Zero continued dragging the dead weight through the forest, uncaring of the bruises and scratches probably occurring.

Bastard deserved it, getting him in this mess and copping a feel.

Che, men.

Authors Note: I love this fanfic, Zero makes me so happy.:3