Misery Loves Company II - A Vampire Knight Fanfiction by Clue-sama .{Sequel}.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything legally affiliated with Vampire Knight as made by Matsuri Hino. But I do own Nezu Harita and Eiji Nanako. Any ideas regarding things not explained already in the manga/anime that I use that other authors have already used, credit goes to them.

Author's Notes: Oh my gosh, this story is getting crazy. I can't even write long A/N's- I'm so eager!

Chappie Warnings: Things that make you go, "NOOO!!!" (BWAHAHA! If you know the little jingle that goes "Things that make you go, "Mmm" then you should do it with that warning and scream "NOOO!!!" when you get to it! I did and I actually laughed out loud. XD)

But seriously: sexual situations both yaoi and hetero. Slight non-con.

For the love of all that is holy and sinful, enjoy it!!! XD

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Chapter 7- Come To Me

Kaname's aura swirled with a frightening mix of anger, concern (for Zero) and anticipation. The anticipation was shamefully from knowing that he would have to bed Sara in a matter of hours. It would probably be around early evening by the time she got here, and the male pureblood was conflicted between wanting to find his true lover or to stay and get it over with with Sara. The sun was breaking the horizon now and Kaname was rather tired. Well, Zero would probably try and kill him at this point if he went to him now and if he was gone when Sara arrived, it would be murder on his reputation. It wasn't specifically his rep that the brunette cared about, but if his prestige is ruined, then his repsect and authority would go with it... And if Kaname lost that, he wouldn't be able to protect Zero when they let the world know about their relationship, and that was what he cared about.

He settled on downing a few blood tablets and sleeping for a few hours so he would be at least not snappy when Sara arrived.

-Several Hours Later-

Slightly stormy auburn eyes locked with the other pureblood's gaze as the female pureblood stepped into Kaname's bedroom. Sara also looked a trifle angered and the brunette, standing near his window where he just looked out to see the sun nearing the horizon once more, couldn't imagine why. The bratty woman was getting her way as usual, so she should at least have a cute little smile on as she invaded his privacy without even knocking. Sara and Kaname were both of the same rank, so they didn't have to necessarily act overly respectful with each other, but knocking before entering was simply good manners. As Kaname took a few steps towards her,- and she did the same- he wore a bitter smile, realizing that this other pureblood probably didn't use good manners when she didn't need them.

"Hello, Shirabuki-sama," Kaname said, using the proper way to address a pureblood even though it was by no means required. He actually was hoping it'd annoy her.

"Kaname, please, call me Sara."

Yeah, that had annoyed her. However, she seemed irked when she walked in, but she didn't seem inclined to inform her soon-to-be mate about what it was. Kaname nodded and after a moment of his personal side rebelling against what he had to do, he motioned to the bed.

"Very well. Shall we get started... Sara?"

Her expressioned softened a tiny bit as he said that and she ran her eyes over him, probably noticing that his mask of indifference was a little more enforced than normal. The female pureblood's eyes darkened a little towards him seductively as she languidly made her way to his bed, her lacy dress strap "accidentally" slipping from one small, milky shoulder. Kaname's eyes narrowed as a small ache hit him in his lower regions while he followed her. Indeed, females like Sara were physically different than males... like Zero.

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His tears had petered off before they reached Nezu's home and he managed to note that, not surprisingly, the aristocrat lived in a very upperclass neighborhood. The houses sported huge yards around their huge houses and Nezu's was no different. The whole community was enclosed in iron gates, but as Zero became aware that Eiji had wandered off into the house somewhere, the young noble had led a dazed hunter into a room. They were now alone in what Zero guessed was Nezu's bedroom.

"Here. Sit down and relax," Nezu said, guiding his "guest" to the edge of the bed. As the silver-haired vampire mindlessly sat, the brunette ran his fingers back through the lustrous locks gingerly which made Zero look up at him with half-mast eyes. The younger male smiled and asked, "Would you like something to eat?"

Zero shook his head inertly, still looking up at Nezu. The noble swallowed slightly at how the other vampire's expression was making him feel. It made him want to take care of the hunter, yes, but it was mostly making him want to molest him. Zero looked so vulnerable and melancholic...

Nezu's eyes traveled from the nearly responsiveless lilac stare down to the smooth, long expanse of throat, marked by the tattoo. He could see the pulse beating under the skin and he knew that his eyes were most likely speckled with crimson from that thought. He had had a bit of Zero's blood before and he knew it tasted eccentric in a tasty manner, but as every vampire knew, blood tasted so much better if it was sucked from a moaning donor.

The brunette forced his eyes back up to Zero's and the other vampire was still watching him, but now Nezu was a little more than slighty turned on. He neared the hunter even more and when the older male seemed to still be able to know that he wouldn't want to do anything sexual with the younger one, Nezu let loose a subconscious "urge" to be aroused towards Zero. It was kind of like a mental aphrodesiac and suddenly the grey-purple eyes glazed over and he sighed, his muscles relaxing. However, as the aristocrat leaned down closer, the other vampire turned his head slightly.

"I... I don't... ah..." he breathed.

But Nezu just used his hand to easily turn Zero's head back towards him.

"It's fine... I think that we should exact a little revenge on Kuran... What do you think?" he whispered silkily.

The taller vampire stiffened at that and although his body was gradually becoming more and more stimulated by the aura Nezu was making, his eyes shut in grief.

Kaname...

He wasn't sure if it was the lure of getting back at the pureblood or what, but he practically allowed the noble to kiss his quivering lips gently. And he seemed to retract into his mind, where depression laid, while the Level B pulled the pull-over up off of Zero's body.

Physical evidence of Nezu's power was noticed proudly by said noble. Zero's cheeks were flushed slightly, and his body was becoming even more aroused- if the very thin layer of sweat was forming on his skin was any indication. The brunette grinned as he crawled up over Zero. The hunter's eyes were still closed and his lips were sweetly parted as light pants and half-sobs pumped from his lungs. Nezu bent his head and planted kisses along Zero's neck and jawline, occassionally nipping or sucking.

"K... Kaname...

Nezu rose his head and rose an eyebrow as he looked down at Zero, who seemed to not even notice that the noble had stopped and was looking at him. The hunter just continued his somewhat ragged breathing and weak thrashing.

"Kaname..." Zero whimpered, knitting his eyebrows in anguish and squeezing his eyelids tighter closed.

But only Nezu was here and the aristocrat scowled at how the vampire under him was calling someone else's name. The younger vampire kissed Zero to silence his soft whines and it seemed that the hunter could barely move, even if he was trying. Nezu noticed that maybe his desire to have Zero submit had resulted in perhaps using a little bit of sedative with his exudation. However, he was too keyed up to stop now and he wanted too much to make the other teen call out his name instead of the pureblood's.

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With every sigh or purr she emitted, Kaname hesitated. This was too uncomfortable, but she was already mostly undressed and he was admittedly becoming hard. He couldn't help his body's response to her exposed chest and delicate flesh- she was beautiful, no doubt, but... But Kaname found the idea of mating with her unappealing. He could do it, of course, but he knew that it would be nothing but an animalistic pleasure and that just wasn't what he was about. The male pureblood was all for getting that sort of bliss, but not like this... He would want it from someone he truly loved. He would want it from Zero.

Not only that, but he also could tell that Sara was already turned on- she was even making the scent for it. That thought also made Kaname's conscience cringe; he really hated how she was writhing about under him and he wasn't even completely undressed yet. His shirt was halfway unbuttoned. That was it, and she was reacting to every one of his fleeting touches to her neck or to her hips. The brunette hardly enjoyed making Sara pleasured. He wished it were Zero instead...

"Kaname..." she wistfully called in a considerably higher-pitched voice than a certain soft violet-eyed vampire. "...come to me..."

The dark-haired vampire actually felt like wrinkling his nose at that, but he just held his apathetic look as he reached to undo his belt... but as he did so, a flash of metal caught his eye. Pausing, he remembered that he had put on Zero's Christmas gift, the silver-colored bracelet, after his shower. He had seen the box it came in while he wandered around his room and had slipped it on. Now he continued to stare at it on his wrist as if it were asking Kaname why he was on top of someone who wasn't Zero.

"Kaname?"

He ignored her and his hands fell away from his pants. He couldn't do this- he loved Zero. And he adored him to the point of not even acting like the virile pureblooded vampire he was. He remembered how he cried for his love when he thought he was gone forever. How he had wanted to die so badly without Zero. His race hardly ever cared for someone that much. Vampires, especially purebloods- the most primal of them all, thought nothing of having sex with someone they didn't love, but Kaname wasn't like those types who were raised around that principle. He was taught that peaceful and moral ways were best and raised around like-minded individuals. He could definitely tap into his beastial side because, although he tried not to, he could still be the violent monster every vampire had inside, but Kaname was civilized. So now, as this young, very enticing and very heated female lay exposed beneath him, his male and untamed natures fought to get his body to mate so his bloodline would thrive. However, Kaname overpowered his instincts and got off of the bed.

"I apologize, but you will have to excuse me."

A rather expensive vase shattered somewhere behind Kaname as Sara's aura raged forth. He didn't flinch at all since his aura could be just as volitile, but he just fixed her with an annoyed glare. That vase had been a gift from a friend...

She snatched up her dress and, as she crammed herself back into it, she snarled, "I can't believe you are choosing some boy over me!"

This made Kaname falter in closing is shirt up and he looked up at her.

"Who told you that?"

"So it's true!" she growled accusingly, as she hooked hooks and strapped straps.

The brunette finished adjusting himself and said cooly, "Yes. I love him and I wouldn't dare have anyone else."

Sara's prissy little fingers curled into angry fists and she threatened, "Well, I hope you have a better excuse than that when the Council finds out that you won't help repopulate--"

"I will repopulate. All I have to do is find a suitable artificial insemination lab," he told her. She blinked at him for a moment before he continued, "I know the Council is against that sort of 'unethical' type of breeding, but I'm sure I can convince them to make an exception."

As Kaname made to put shoes on so he could go find Zero he told Sara to leave, but she just let out another unbecoming snarl and shrieked, "Why would you go through all of the trouble to confront the Council for that when I'm right here!? They are old and stubborn; you know this!"

The resident pureblood just smiled.

"He's worth it."

Without even waiting to make sure she left, Kaname wrote a note on a piece of paper for Takuma to find on the President's desk and disappeared.

Upon arriving at Zero's door, he felt that the hunter was not in and that just made his stomach ache. Had he run off...? Knocking first, but knowing he wouldn't get an answer, Kaname let himself in. As expected, the room was empty, but curiously, right in the middle of the clean floor, there was an empty bag and a partially crumpled sheet of paper. The brunette approached it and picked it up, reading it.

The poor paper incinerated to ash before it even hit the floor after the pureblood memorized the address on it.

Kaname whipped out his phone and speed-dialed Zero's cell phone as he ran full speed to Hirohito Fields.

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Nezu looked to the floor where Zero's pants were ringing. The noble turned back to Zero, who was looking quite shaken now. He should stop but...

"Zero..." he sighed, kissing his tattoo and feeling a little tingle when he did.

The hunter opened his eyes slightly as Nezu let the aura cool a little.

"Get off of me..." Zero gasped meekly. What the hell had come over him...? He felt like he'd been shot up with some kind of sedative...

Nezu did no such thing, but he snuck a hand up under Zero's shirt. The hunter flinched and his hands reached for the noble to push him off, but he felt the cool finger tips brushing over his right nipple. The brunette probably would have played with it, but as he shifted, his fingers touched something else on his chest. Zero started as he felt the other touch it as well. It was the scar from where Ichiru had etched his name into his chest with a silver knife. The phone finally stopped ringing and it made a noise to alert its owner that they had missed a call, but Nezu was staring down at a visibly panicked hunter.

As Zero thought about it, the more his old fears began to resurface. It was just like it! He was getting molested and about to get raped...! Nezu started to push the shirt up completely so he could see the scars, but as he did so, the actions evoked more painful and humiliating memories for the silver-haired vampire.

I can't move... Where's that stupid pureblood when I need him...?!

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Author's Notes: This chappie had turned out waaay too long so actually the last parts in the previous chappie had been the beginning to this one. Yeah. PLEASE REVIEW!