A/N: Hello, my dear readers! I hope your Christmas went well. Thank you very much for the lovely reviews, faves and alerts. We're almost to the Knighted Suite-WOOT!-so here's the drama leading up to it. I'm having fun working on their reactions, so the first conversation of our lovely boys is looming somewhere on the horizon.

NOTE: Please remember that this fic features couples with multiple spouses(Polygamy/group marriage : i.e. IchiruxSaraxMaria). If you are offended by this in any way or disagree with such themes, then you are under no obligation to read this fic. I'm not taking a stance on it, I just think it makes this crazy story a little more fun.

See first chapter for warnings, summary and disclaimer! I do not own Vampire Knight, if I did...well, you know.


Now, if he could just get out of the room and to see his tutor, Zero knew that nearly everything would be fine.

If.

That pesky little word held his happiness and the world at bay.

Currently, he was in no real position to do much of anything and at the present, it was a little along the lines of impossible, seeing as he'd yet to regain control of his physical faculties and the royal families seemed to be discussing something or the other between them that was beginning to make Zero wish he had earplugs.

"…consummation of the marriage through…"

"…a blood obedience will not be necessary…no, I won't…"

"…as long as the vows are fulfilled…surely there is enough time? A week, at least?..."

Zero felt his face grow warm and knew for sure that he was blushing. He was glad for the heavy ceremonial cloak at that point and somewhat grateful to know that control was beginning to return to his own body. He hated it whenever any of his pureblooded parents pulled that dirty trick on him. It was the lowest of the low and his earlier fear had now given way to a rather hefty dose of anger. Oh, Rido was going to hear about this. How dare he mix the two of them up? And how dare he think to marry off Ichiru to a Prince when his twin was slated to marry the Queen's cousin in barely three weeks from now. And since when was his twin interested in both members of the opposite sex? Zero shook his head to clear it, reminding himself that a rather embarrassing conversation was slated for them somewhere in the future. He was not looking forward to it.

He was also not looking forward to the next few minutes when he would most certainly be able to speak and the entire past hours would come crashing down on his head.

Voices brought his musings to a halt as he realized the royal trio was now surveying the newly married couple—them.

"Ichiru," King Rido's voice was stern. "I expect you take care with Kaname as if he were one of your girls, Sara or Maria." There was a hint of steel in his voice that brooked no disobedience. "You will show him respect and care as he deserves." The king cleared his throat, somewhat uncomfortably. "Also, the vows which have been spoken must be fulfilled in every sense of the word. Royal union is the sacred ceremony which you have both participated in, the sharing or merging of your powers will take place at the two-month mark as all bonding unions decree, your names shall be appropriated for Kaname's sake, he will remain a Kuran, Ichiru, you will hyphenate yours to Kuran-Kiryu, as is your right for being the-"

"-The dominant partner in this union." Haruka interrupted, smoothly. "Rido, I ask your stay of peace in this matter, Kaname is my son and my…only son." The king swallowed hard. "Prince Ichiru, the final vow that you must validate is that of body. To consummate the marriage, you will have to sleep with my son. I understand that your preferences are partial to neither gender, I only ask that you do not allow your knowledge of whatever past feuds have been between our families to manifest itself in physical retribution to be exacted on my son in any form."

Zero found his voice still wouldn't respond to him.

Queen Juri stepped forward next, her gaze eternally pleading. "We have no right to ask, as he is…yours, in every way and form Prince Kiryu. But-" her eyes shimmered. "He is our son and I beg of you, please, do right by him."

Rido cleared his throat. "You have until the end of this week to ah, produce suitable evidence." He coughed. "The priest will verify it, as usual. If you need anything, well, actually, I suppose I can see that everything is arranged by the time you reach your rooms. The Knighted Suite will be at your disposal for this week, as usual."

Zero felt himself turning slightly green. The Knight Suite. Oh good grief. He knew what those rooms were for and knowing that Ichiru and Sara had spent more than their obligatory week there during the confirmation period did little to ease the queasy feeling in his stomach. This was certainly one royal muddle of a mess he'd stumbled into.

Please, please, please, just let me survive and I swear I will never, ever, for the rest of my life, ever-

The delirious half-thought was interrupted when his hand jerked forward again and Zero stumbled forward at his new husband's prompt. The golden-cloaked figure seemed to be glaring at him, but Zero couldn't quite tell—the hood was still up and hiding the majority of his new husband's face, well, save for the gorgeous expanse of pale white neck, just begging to be bitten.

Zero nearly choked.

Bitten?

He screamed inwardly at himself. How dare his thoughts start turning in a direction he hadn't ordered them?

King Rido cleared his throat. "Perhaps you require an escort?" His voice was stiff, formal and polite.

Zero knew that tone. He knew what it meant. He managed to shake his head, the very faintest of movements, all that his father would allow as an answer. The pureblood still hadn't lifted his hold on him. Zero scowled to himself, thinking that at least, his new husband had far more caring parents in terms that they'd at least thought it was enough to release the physical hold on their son.

The silver-haired prince stood, silently a moment longer, until his father got the message. At once, feeling returned to his limbs and somehow, Zero found himself standing outside the Knighted Suite with no inkling of how he'd managed to walk there. Of course, his father was pureblood and that probably explained everything.

Probably.

Zero gulped.

The Knighted Suite was special in many ways, having been specially crafted for a newlywed couple to provide them with the most comfortable experience during the first year of their marriage. Granted, spending the first year there was simply for the sole purpose of producing a worthy heir.

It was only required for the couple to spend their wedding night within the magicked walls and then they were free to occupy any other chambers they desired. Ichiru and Sara had spent at least a month there and then, of course, had moved into their finished rooms. Of course, there were currently no new additions to the royal family—Prince Kuran aside and Shizuka's soon-to-be-announced little bundle of joy.

Zero gulped again.

A twinge of frustration registered as his bound wrist gave another sharp tug to the right. His new husband was impatient, it would seem. Zero tried to speak, but found that his voice hadn't returned yet.

Oh whoop-de-doo. He thought, darkly, jerking their bound hands back to the comfortable position between them and trying to remember what exactly it was that Ichiru had done to gain entrance to the sacred room.

It was magicked in more ways than Zero cared to know, with a large golden lion's head, being the symbol on the door. The ruby red eyes gleamed fiercely in the dimmed light of the palace corridors.

Zero wondered when the lights had dimmed.

He swallowed hard and lifted their bound hands up for inspection.

The red eyes flared with energy and then burned a deep, dark shade of green, before the golden jaw dropped open, revealing two sharp fangs. The memory returned and Zero grimaced, reaching up towards the closest fang, palm open.

His hand was jerked away again and this time, Zero jerked it back with a little more force than necessary. Using his other hand to grab their bound wrists, Zero used the gifted knife to prick his thumb and touching the resulting bead of bright red blood to both fangs. He'd accurately guessed that his new husband was not about to follow through on the ritual and not wanting to dig himself into a bigger hole than necessary by completing traditional rituals that he had no intention of validating.

There would certainly be hell risen and banished when his father discovered the mix-up and Zero tried to get his way out of the mess. It would be best if he followed all traditions with care—and made sure that they were not properly taken care of—well, mostly taken care of anyway.

A loud roar rang through the palace and Zero winced, wishing he could cover his ears, but knowing it would be far too insulting to the guardian lion if he did. The lion's head rose upwards, clicking into place above the impressive archway before the doors to the Knighted Suite creaked open.

Zero felt his stomach leap upwards to speak to his throat.

Oh Joys.


A/N: Thanks for reading. Poor Zero. How IS he going to get out of this mess? *snicker, snort*