Warnings: yaoi m/m relationship – mentioning and further m-preg – don't like, don't read – you have been warned

Disclaimer: Vampire Knight and its characters belong to Matsuri Hino – just this plot is my idea.

Authors Note: I think that a lot of people are going to hate me after this chapter, but just read it all. There's a project I'm going to do, so I'm not going to write anything in… I don't know how long, and because of that I'm giving you this chapter so soon…

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- Chapter 6 -

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-ETHAN-

I knew that this will eventually come, but I didn't wanted it to be so soon. Them meeting face to face can destroy all that I have with Zero. For the first time in my life I want to be selfish and don't let go of the hunter. That's also the reason why I said what I have said to Kuran. But I guess it's all over now, as Kaname will take Zero with him – and he will go, as he knows now that he and Kaname share more than we ever will.

The quiet moment in which both of them just stare without a word at the other is stretching out. What's going on in their minds? I feel like the third wheel, and because of that I won't intervene, letting the decision to them.

"Kaname?" I say his name as he, without a word, turns away from Zero and starts to walk to the door. As he passes me, his expression is unreadable – like he's lacking any feelings. He doesn't look at me, not even acknowledging my presence. Kaname – do you know what this means? You have just willingly given him up – and I would be a fool to not take this opportunity.

I turn around to see him as I can't read anything from his aura – it's too calm, and he's also not shouting after the leaving pureblood. I'm met with his back, as he slowly retreats to the stairs. "Zero," I whisper his name, not wasting any more time – getting to him as he starts to go up the stairs.

"What are you doing?" by grabbing his hand I stopped his movement, but he refuses to look at me. "Aren't you going to go after him?"

"Why should I?" when he decides to look at me, it's sadness I see in those calm violet eyes. So, even if he looks like he doesn't cares, he does care about what just happened. I pull harder at his hand, making him fall towards me. When he collides with my chest, I teleport us to the safety of my room.

"You shouldn't hold your tears back," I embrace him more tightly, as I whisper to him.

"I'm not crying, stupid," I'm glad that he's back, even relaxing his body. "I'm not some kind of woman that needs to cry because her man left her," that's true.

"I didn't meant to insult you in any way, I'm just not too good with comforting when it comes to…"

"You want to comfort me?" loosening my embrace, I let him push away from me a little, so that he can look up at me. "Than shut up and kiss me," before I have the chance to react, he pulled at the front of my shirt, lowering me to his level and pushing his lips to mine.

"Zero," I push him away carefully, as I don't want to, but I have to. "I hope you're not doing this because you're angry that Kaname walked away?"

"Who do you think I am?" his eyes darkening from the anger, and he frees himself fully from my embrace. "But if you don't want to…"

"You should know that if you're offering yourself willingly, I'm not going to refuse," grabbing his hand before he can walk out of the room, I press his body once more to mine, tilting his head up and getting another taste of those sweet lips. I'm jealous, knowing that Kuran had him first and taught him all – even if his mind doesn't remember, his body definitely does. But now he's in my hands.

I feel great pleasure and satisfaction that I haven't felt even once with my wife as I deepen the kiss, as he moans from the action, as my free hand wanders thru his back till it rests on his rear. Squeezing one half of that small ass, pressing his lower region closer to mine – feeling satisfaction as I feel his member hardening in his pants… I'm thankful for it, as I now know that I'm not the only one feeling it.

Teleporting us on the bed – even if it's so close by, I don't want to break this close contact between us, this special moment, just to walk there. Lying down comfortable between his legs is the best position for exploring his body. And I waste no time – pulling up the t-shirt he's wearing and breaking the kiss just for a little while as I pull it over his head, than I attach my lips to his one more time. As his hands are in my hair – playing with the messy dark crown, mine are running thru his bare chest, his skin so soft under my fingers. When he moans into the kiss as my one hand brushes lightly his left nipple, I feel a pleasant shiver run down my back, settling in my groin that I press harder against his.

"Zero," I call out his name sweetly as I play with his earlobe, letting it go just to move lower, to his tempting neck. I must fight hard not to loose it and let my fangs sink into the soft skin… the expression he has on his face isn't helping it too much. His eyes are closed, as he fully enjoys what I'm doing to him, panting thru slightly opened red lips – swollen from kissing.

"Do you really want this?" I still have my doubts, even seeing how his body's reacting to my every touch.

"Do you really need to ask anymore?" his hands on either side of my head pull me into another sweet kiss.

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-KANAME-

"Kaname, why did we leave?"

"And where's Zero?"

"At least look at us when we talk to you!" sighing, I avert my eyes from the window to look at angry Ruka standing before me – the Professor's just right beside her. As soon as I was out of the mansion and in the car, I told the driver to take us back to the hotel – not talking with both of them thru the whole ride back. Of course I don't believe what Ethan told me – I couldn't feel Zero on him at all. But when I saw Zero's eyes – how longingly he looked at Ethan, I just… couldn't take it. I had to get out of there before I did something that I would regret for the rest of my life.

"Fain. Be your stubborn self – I'm getting back to Germany," she looks at Professor briefly before she storms out of the room – slamming the door behind her.

"What do you intend to do now, Kaname?" I look away from the old vampire to look out of the window again.

"I don't know right now, but I won't let him stay there. I will definitely get him back – that's the only reason I'm here," and if Ethan so much as lays his hands on him, he will regret it deeply.

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-ICHIJOU-

My mind's long awake – it's my eyes that refuse to open. This comfortable and warm feeling is what's keeping them closed. This feeling I haven't experienced in a long time. The last time was… I don't even know when. I snuggle closer to the warmness, smiling to myself.

"If you're awake, than perhaps…" that familiar voice. I open my eyes slowly, not wanting what I think to be true. "…you could let go of my hand." Kaito. Why is the hunter here? I remember something like him carrying me to the bed, but why is he also lying in it? I look down from his amused face.

"Oh," is all I get out of me when I see that the object that I'm holding to is his hand. So the warm feeling I got was from his body that I… that I… Kami. Why have I pulled him into the bed with me in the first place?

"Takuma-kun?" this whole situation seems even worse as he calls out my name. But it has at least snapped me out of my frozen state.

"I'm… I'm sorry, Kaito-kun," I let go of his hand as if it's burning me, sitting up under the covers – has he also… "I didn't meant to…" I stop as I see his expression darken, but it's only for a second. The next moment, before I can even think about how, he moves with a speed that of a vampire, pinning me down to the bed – holding my hands at either side of my head.

"You know," I look stunned up into his eyes, not knowing what to await from him. "If you wanted to cuddle," my eyes doesn't leave his as he leans lower, "you could have just said so," his face's painfully close, and my eyes fall down to his lips just in time to see as his tempting tongue comes out, licking the lower lip. I feel my heart skip a beat as he does that, and I swallow hard, closing my eyes.

But nothing's happening. No lips touching mine, no tongue running thru them. As the weight of his hands leaves mine, I open my eyes slowly to see him getting out of the bed. I'm looking speechless at him as I'm sitting up, but am even more speechless about my own thoughts. Have I really just welcomed the idea of him kissing me?

"What?" he turns to look at me – he's back to his normal self. Or what I think is normal for him around vampires. I, on the other hand, still can't shake of that idea. "Did you really think that I would kiss you?"

"Well…" I don't know what to say, so I just avert my eyes from him. He must be disgusted by me. But it's his fault for playing that stupid joke with me.

"Really?" I feel my cheeks heat up at that simple question. "Than, do you still want me to kiss you?" I look up at once, not knowing what to think about that question. Is he just playing with me like a hunter with his pray, or… my eyes widen as he grabs the front of my shirt, pulling me to kneeling position, and he's leaning down, pressing his lips roughly to mine. In one second my mind's too blank to even think about what's happening, in the other I'm obvious to his tongue in my mouth as he deepens the kiss.

"Sweet," he whispers after he breaks the kiss, running his tongue over his lips as if he just ate something delicious. His eyes are laughing – probably by my surprised expression, as I'm sitting on the bed again now that he's not pulling me up. "You don't have to see me out, I know the way. See you soon," my eyes follow him, and just when I hear the front door closing, I relax my body, letting it fall backwards onto the bed.

Did it really happen? I'm not still dreaming, right? Not that I dream about a particular hunter kissing me every night. I touch my lips where his were just a moment ago, my fingers shaking as they come in contact with the soft flesh. Even if he was rough and it was short, I liked it. And the rough kiss suited well the hunters image. But why did he? He was just playing around. And to think that it was my first real kiss…

I look to the bed table lazily, as the ringing phone's trying to get my attention. Crawling there thru the bed, I look at the small phone – Aido – is written on the display. I'm sorry Hanabusa, but I'm not in the mood to deal with you – I press the red button to shut it of.

"Now what?" I look to the opened bedroom door as the doorbell echoes thru the whole apartment. It can't be Aido, right? I don't want to get up, but as the ringing doesn't cease, I guess I don't have other choice as it looks like the one ringing the bell knows that I'm home.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," I say more to myself as I make my way to the door. I swear that if it's Aido, I'm going to kill him. "May I help you?" I look surprised from one man to the other. So it wasn't Aido. The men standing before me are both tall, with bodies that of a bodyguards. The dark outfits go along with their short dark hair, and black eyes. From their aura I can tell that they're vampires – they aren't hiding it.

"Ichijou-sama, we need you to go with us," said the one on the left.

"If you don't come with us freely, we're allowed to use any measures we see fit to get you to leave with us," added the other one. What's the meaning of this?

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-KAITO-

The last hour or so as I'm driving to the place of my assigned mission, all I can think about is the blond noble. His wide eyes, his pink cheeks, his sweet lips that tasted like honey… his cute expression… his small body pressed to mine, the way he…

Shit! I nearly passed the turning point. Stepping on the breaks and forcing the car to turn left, and at the same time trying not to turn it up side down, I force all thoughts about the noble from my mind, needing a cool head for this mission.

Parking the car at the parking lot of this old family hotel, the rest of the way should be made on foot, as I need to enter the forest by which outskirt the restaurant's situated. There are three teems of two members on this mission, and with Zero gone, I wonder with whom would they pair me up. I don't like most of the hunters, so there aren't many to choose from.

There's this warehouse somewhere in the forest, a suspicious warehouse, should I say, as for few days already nobles can be seen entering and leaving it. There's something fishy going in on there, and maybe it is related to the case with the missing teenagers. But because of the nobles involved, the Association doesn't want to contact the vampires unless they have solid proof. And that's the reason why the six of us are forced into this mission – to get them the proof the Association needs. But the proof about what? That the nobles are plotting something – perhaps even a war against us, now that their precious pureblood's out of the country?

I pull out my gun as I hear movement in the vegetation – a vampire by their aura, and it's an E if my instincts are correct. But there are more persons present then the E. I don't know how many, as they are keeping a low profile, trying not to stand out – but they're not the remaining five hunters that are somewhere in this green wildness.

I walk slowly to the unmoving presence of the fallen one, the safety on my gun turned off. I have to keep my mind blank to be aware of every little change in the surrounding, to keep out an eye for those masked threads. Few more steps and I finally have a visual contact – it's a girl from what I can tell from this distance, and she's just standing there, her back turned to me. She's still not moving, as I get slowly closer to her, gun pointing at her head, prepared to shoot any moment.

I stop as she twitches, turning painfully slowly – first her head towards me, than her body… there's a spell whiten on the white of her dress, in her own blood, and she cries a high shriek when it glows green, and she turns to ashes. Shit – it's a trap. Turning around just in time to stop the knife of the man with a white mask on his face with my gun, I'm forced to take a step back – such is the power of his hands.

Using all of my strength to push him away, I trip on some damn plant or tree root, falling backwards onto the hard ground. Not wasting any time and waiting for that creature to attack me again, I fire two shots from my gun at him – surprised to see him still standing and not turning to ash. This is bad. So he's not a vampire, and my anti-vampire weapon won't work on him.

As he moves again to strike at me with his knife, I move swiftly out of his way, grabbing the hand with the knife and at the same time pulling out the sharp poisoned needle I hide in my belt. As his free hand closes around my throat, I thrust the needle into his own throat, kicking him away from me as his grip loosens, and he falls to the ground. The poison will do the rest. When he's out of my face, there stands another one, who was hiding and waiting for his opportunity till now. This is bad.

All of a sudden, the wind starts to blow strongly and a thick ray of light – or at first glance I think that that's it. But when I look at it closer as it passes me, it's a swarm of butterflies. A white glowing butterflies – definitely some kind of a spell. And as they are not attacking me but the armed man before me, a spell-caster is nearby. They wrap around the figure and there's no help struggling or fighting back as they wrap him fully. As the glowing form falls to the ground, it's shrinking, till the light cocoon fully disappears.

"Why haven't you waited in the car like a good boy?" I know this presence that's approaching me. And I don't like one bit that I ended up paired with him.

"Will you just shut up boy?" I say as he comes into my view – Eiji Hidemoto. I so much hate that he's taller than my even if he's my junior. We just glare at one another till he's by my side.

"Why is it that your tongue is always sharper than your instincts?"

"You want to say something?"

"Like, you should have predicted that the E was a trap," he was looking? I'm boiling with anger – he was looking and he didn't do anything sooner? This brat! I want to say something back to him, but the sound of a branch breaking pulls our attentions to that direction, where two more man in masks are standing, pointing each two guns our way.

All's happening so painfully slow, as I see the fingers on the triggers pressing them, bullets leaving the barrel, four of them flying our way in slow motion. There's just one way to dodge this – and my body moves from itself, jumping aside from the way of two bullets – one of them scratching me on my left arm – hiding my body behind the nearest tree.

"Do something!" I shout at the younger hunter, who also managed to hide behind a tree.

"I'm doing it right now!" he throws something to the tree I'm hiding behind, at the same time attaching another thing on the one he's behind. As he whispers some words I'm unable to hear because of the noise from the four guns, those two little pieces began to glow. A white web appears between the two trees, glowing on the spots where the bullets touch it – not letting any pass – making a temporary shield for us.

"Why the hell must they use fire guns?" I walk before the barrier, as it's safer there, looking at the two furious figures firing on it. "Do something about them…"

"If you will stop nagging," I look at him, seeing him bite down on one finger, drawing blood. What's he doing? Does he want to lure here the vampires…

"On count of three, jump out of the way," as he pushes the bloodied finger onto the barrier, it starts to turn red from the spot he touched. I'm too taken in by the color change to hear him counting.

"NOW!" as he shouts, my mind's back on, remembering what he told me. Again, my body moves from itself, jumping out of the area the shield is protecting. Just in time, as big flame tongues fire from the shield to both directions. One second later, and I could have been fried up like those two.

"What were you thinking!" as the flames are gone, I walk back to him.

"What… I got rid of them…"

"Along with half of the forest!" I shout back at him, not letting him finish. Doesn't he see what he did? "You have just told them that there's someone after them!"

"There's no need to shout," he removes my hand from the front of his shirt. "Of course I have put up a barrier around this area before the explosion. So no sound could have been heard."

"When…"

"My hands are quicker than your eyes, I suppose. Come now – we still have a mission to complete," oh, he's definitely pissing me of.

There were no complications thru the rest of the way to the warehouse – at least something positive.

"That's it?" I don't await an answer for my question as we lie down, hiding ourselves before any watchful eye. "Where are the other teams?"

"They're on stand-by. The main entrance is ours," there's nothing special or suspicious looking about the small warehouse. But our informants are never wrong, so despite the calm appearance, something's going on underneath it.

A noise can be heard, a cars engine, and it's approaching fast on the small forest road. I push my body further to the ground as small black car comes into view – stopping before the building. Two large men get out – they look the same as those who attacked us before. One of them opens the passengers door, and a blond head is the first thing I see of the one getting out. As he straightens up, looking around him surprised, my eyes narrow as I recognize that face to which I have woken up earlier.

What is he doing here? If the traitors are gathering here, is he also… no. He walks reluctantly, obviously being forced to, to the warehouse, and a strange wave of relief washes over me. Of course that there's no way that Takuma Ichijou of all people would betray the pureblood. But why am I relieved about that? I try not to think about it as I watch him disappear behind the closing metal door.

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-ZERO-

It was a long time that I slept so well. No nightmares keeping my mind busy – just the blissful darkness. When I open my eyes and look thru the room a little, I'm relieved to find myself in my room – or my temporary room, as I would like to think bout it, as I don't intend to stay here for long.

"What the…" I sense movement under the covers, and as I slowly lift it up, the silver-white hair is the first thing I see. Pulling the blanket higher up, I smile to myself at the little ball I see lying there. Really. I need to get him to stop teleporting into my bed. But on the other hand, he's just too cute – and I can't help this warm feeling in my gut.

Letting the child sleep, I slip out of the bed quietly as I can. Slipping into the shoes, I just realize that I'm clothed in light pants and a t-shirt. He… Ethan must have clothed me when he brought me back onto the room, as I remember falling asleep in his bed… in his arms…

I feel warm as the images of our time together come back to me, and it's like I can feel his hands all over my body. His kisses making me shiver from pleasure. He was so gentle to me. I wonder if Kuran was also… why am I thinking about that bastard right now? But – it will be strange to look into those green eyes again after…

"What are you blushing like a madman for?" I look to the door startled as I haven't heard them opening – and seeing the other twin standing there, I'm not surprised that I haven't heard the knocking either. These children – they don't know how to knock on my door. That's I think the only think they have in common.

"What are you doing here?" I stand up and walk to Victor, as I don't want him to enter the room and wake up the other one hidden under the covers.

"I just wanted to know if Evan's here."

"He's sleeping, and I won't let you wake him up," I say as I'm pushing him out of the room. Closing the door, I look down on the smart kid. "What do you want from him?"

"It's lunch time. And as he wasn't in his room – again – I knew that I would find him in yours. I think it's not good for him to be so attached to you. Because when you leave us… or are you going to stay here with us?" his sad eyes lighten up by that idea.

"What?"

"You know, I won't mind. Evan is already attached to you, and I'm not so dumb as not to see how father's looking at you. And I too wouldn't mind it if you would stay with us. I don't say that I too have fallen for your charm, but I guess you're way better than that…"

"Don't talk that way about your mother," I interrupt him, knowing very well what word he would use.

"You wouldn't talk that way if you knew her."

"Enough of that. We should go eat," he doesn't replies me as I push him in the direction of the stairs. It's dark outside, as the sun has already sat down behind the horizon. It's amusing, how I got used to the life with them – being up thru the night, sleeping few hours thru the day.

As we enter the dining room, the big wooden table in the middle is already full of food – Ethan and the red eyed noble already present. I can't look at Ethan – even more when I feel his eyes on me. I sit down on the furthest seat possible from him, sensing his disappointment in the air.

The dinner was quiet, except for the exchange of greetings before it started. Even if I wasn't feeling hungry, I forced myself to eat at least a little of everything. When the desert was served, I smelled it – we all could. Blood. There was fresh blood in the air, and it wasn't because someone had cut themselves accidentally.

"No one moves from the spot," Ethans authoritative voice brought us out of the sweet trance we were starting to fall into. "Violet," he looks at the noble as he stands up, "don't leave Victors side," he will go. He will teleport to the source of the blood.

"Wait!" getting up, I walk calmly to him. "Take me with you." I have a bad feeling. And at the same time I know that I need to go with him. Without saying anything, he offers his hand for me to take it. And I, without hesitation, do exactly that. As he squeezed it lightly, he used his ability – it was like a wink. We were in the dining room before I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again… Kami.

We're back in my room, that I have left just half an hour ago, but the image I see now before my eyes is different. The smell of the blood's very strong, as the source is on my bed, under the blood soaked covers. There's this little man kneeling beside it, his face twisted with madness… he's the one who visited Ethan few days ago, demanding my death after seeing me. We knew that it didn't ended with Ethan sending him away. The window's opened, telling us the way he came in.

"You…" his eyes widen as he lays them on me. "How? …than who is…" he looks back at the bloody cover, inhaling just now the rich blood filling the air of the room – the realization hit him hard.

"What have you done!" with the anger rising in Ethan, my own realization came to me. As the pureblood lets go of my hand, I let my body fall to the floor. I don't take in what's going on, looking at the bed speechless when Ethan grabs the servant of his late sister, throwing him across the room and than holding him to the wall by his throat.

I don't see any of that, my eyes locked on the partly showed body of the little one, as when Ethan grabbed the mad vampire, he pulled out the dagger he was holding and the movement moved away the covers, revealing a pale skin that is now even paler. The dagger was meant for me, as a revenge for his dead lady, so it's definitely poisoned or a spell's on it that should have lengthened my suffering. Kami. Because of me… because of me… my hands are trembling, my whole body's in denial. Why must he suffer if it was meant for me? I would gladly take his place anytime.

"Im so sorry…" I hear from behind the sobbing voice of the killer. "This… is not what I wanted," I see him run past me, the bloodied dagger still in his hand. He jumps out of the window, disappearing in the darkness.

"Zero," I hear Ethan's voice, and it's weak, but even if I want to look at him, go to him, my body refuses to do as I say. Gathering up all of my will, my body's finally starting stopping shaking. It's hard, the guilt is strong, and it wants to take over me. But I can't let that happen. I'm a hunter, I'm a fighter…

"You're wounded," as I look back, I see Ethan leaning against the wall, blood fleeing thru his hand that's pressed to the wound on his left side. How did he manage to wound him? Because he was angered by the little ones death, and in blind anger we are weak? There are also few symbols drawn on the wall in red liquor, but I don't have the time to study them. I feel anger boiling in me, that's taking over my regret. That's it. That dwarf's death.

"Zero? Don't go!" I don't hear Ethans voice in my ears – there's nothing that will stop me now. I know that it's a foolish attempt, as I don't know if I will catch up to him, and even if I will, I don't have a weapon. But that's the last I care about. I will tear him to pieces with my own hands if I need to. Jumping out of the window into the cold night, I follow the faint scent of mixed blood from the dagger that he's still holding – leaving the mansion behind me.

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-NORMAL-

It's dark in the woods of the Linovas estate, as even the little light provided by the great moon that is nearly in its full shape isn't getting thru the thick tree-tops. But the one running thru it doesn't mind, as his vampire eyes have adapted, letting him see in the dark. His nose is driving him forward, driving by the small of the blood from the dagger his target is holding to.

The night breeze is playing with his silver hair, his mind is full of remorse for what happened earlier. He can't help to blame himself for the little ones death. He fights back the tears that have gathered in his eyes, treating to fall – he knows that there will be time for that later.

A horrible cry echoes thru the wildness, as the young silver haired teen falls into a trap, his otherwise sharp hunter senses dulled from the pain and blaming. It's obvious that the trap was put up in a hurry, but it has done what it was meant for. The spell was designed to trap the one that activated it, pulling them to the ground, biding them by their limbs, bringing him enormous pain.

He screams again, as his attempt to get back on his feel failed, but more from anger he feels at himself for actually falling into such a simple trap than from the pain that runs thru his body. Thru half opened eyes he sees the approaching figure, but there's nothing that he can do. He wants to spat a curse at him, but he knows that when he opens his mouth, only a pain filed cry will leave his mouth – and he won't make the other the pleasure of hearing him. He won't be defeated by admitting to his weakness – he will face him like a hunter that he is.

"For my lady," the man above him rises the already blood stained dagger that was meant for him in the first place. He doesn't see it fall, nor hears the voices in the distance, as his tired mind goes blank.

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TBC…

-thanks for reading and sorry for the mistakes. Short, I know. But I will end it here for now…