A/N: LOL I completely forgot the warning disclaimer all that stuff but well anyway just refer to previous chapters for them haha. Yeah I know I've been SUCH a terribleterrible person leaving the fic hanging for ages. But ohwell here I am. (:
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"Leaving me for Daisya?"
The question came out as a faint echo from Kaname's lips, and he saw that they stung more than he had meant for it to, because Zero winced in response. Zero had raised his head to glance almost guiltily back at the man he'd come to understand better, and there was a glimmer of something in those lavender eyes that seemed awfully out of place.
"Hey Kaname, I'm sorry, that wasn't what I m—"
He could have imagined it, but he was sure he caught a glimpse of Kaname's eyes misting up split seconds before he turned away, and a murmur of, "South-East, fifteen minutes. Ten, if you hurry."
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'He promised,' the voice in Kaname's head whispered.
He lied, came the reply, a mere voice nagging in the crevice of the abyss that is his heart, but enough to make Kaname wince inwardly for being foolish enough to have thought a hunter would keep a promise to him.
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Zero should have been glad for the little piece of information, but he found he was much less than keen to go along and look for the pair he had come to the Chichibu with. He wanted to be with Yuki and Daisya, but he realized with a pang that he would rather be with Kaname, "thanks," was all that left his lips, but the indecision had called for a massive internal war to be waged.
What an ass Zero! You left him once, feel like crap, turn around and apologize and now you leave him all over again?
'But—but the first time I hadn't actually meant to! Plus I really did mean my apology! And—'
Ohhhh, now you're twiddling your thumbs to come up with lame excuses? Get a grip Kiryu!
'That's not it,' the thought huffed.
Then what's it? You've been with him practically every single day now. Just accept the fact that you want to stay around and just get the hell on with it, not leave again!
'…then what about Daisya and Yuki?'
Should've known you'd pick Daisya and Yuki over keeping your promise to Kaname.
'Well, technically…I hadn't exactly promised I wouldn't…leave…not like that.'
Yeah. Like I said: ass.
'Hey I didn't! It's the truth, alright?'
Whatever, you ass.
'Fine. FINE okay? Stop calling me ass, I'll stay!'
The battle was lost as his conscience whined the hell outta his mind. Taking a steady inhale, Zero sighed, hand reaching up to gruffly mess up his own locks of soft silver hair, "I guess I'll just tell them I've got something on, I'm sure the two idiots won't mind…"
Kaname's eyes flicked to his own lilac orbs, searching for something, and whatever it was he was looking for, he must have found it, because his shoulders lost the tension they held previously as his gaze flicked right back to watch the fizzles in the sky. There was a peaceful inhale before Kaname lowered himself in an almost resigned yet relaxed manner onto the soft, lush, green grass. Zero gave the gently-sloping grass land a glance and saw that it was littered with way-more-than- sparse few other couples, looking at the stars in the sky in wait, while others sprawled comfortably in the darkness of the night.
Zero wanted to walk over there. He wanted to curl up beside Kaname, lean against him, talk to him, hewanted to know what he was thinking. He wanted to tell Kaname everything would be okay, so he should wipe that forlorn look off and never let it show again. And Zero wanted him to grin and say it was alright as long as he was around. He didn't care if it was true or not, he just wanted to say it, to hear it, to feel Kaname's arms around him, hear the rumble of his words, that deep chuckle that made his pulse race. All of a sudden, there was a mental click and Zero knew, knew then that he had fallen deep into a pile of shit. He had gone and fallen head over heels for that beautiful fragility by the name of Kaname Kuran.
Before he'd realized it, his eyes had ascended to the pureblood's face and began his silent stare. Lilac orbs widened as garnet depths stabbed into his. Zero's eyebrows shot up and he averted his eyes quickly, turning away so the pureblood didn't see the blush of embarrassment on his cheeks. Kaname had turned Zero's way, and Zero had been so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice for seconds. When realization struck, he had in fact looked away fast, cheeks flaming, but it was a tad too late, as he could still feel Kaname's stare burning into him. Ignoring the heat from his face, Zero strode and pulled over where Kaname was lying back-first on the ground and did the same, fidgeting and shifting till he was inches from Kaname's torso and knew he could see Kaname's face perfectly when he turned to his side before laying still to watch the sparks in the sky.
Well, not a bad idea actually.
Lying on the grass with little troubling his mind was pretty damn nice. And soon, both vampires were enchanted by the fireworks. Even after the first burst of sparks exploded in the night sky like firecrackers, the brilliant explosion and aurora of colours that had been reflected in the irises of all who were watching the show stayed in each of their mind's eye. The fireworks didn't stop, continuing its spirals and shooting into the deep night sky, seeming to go on and on upwards until it finally slowed; and there would be a moment when you catch the spark in mid-air, unmoving, before it exploded into a million tiny pieces, little flames and glitter dying out gradually before another burst shot up in the fore and background of the endless night sky. Zero watched, mesmerized, and, in a trance, with his jaws hanging slightly open and his breath coming in long deep breaths.
Kaname was just like fireworks, Zero decided. When a miniscule spark shot up into the sky, you were too entranced by its velocity and colour to think of where it would go next; what it would do, and while your eyes stayed focused on that coloured speck, smoke had started to dissipate in the sky, laying a blanket of grey over the sparkling stars and when you heard see the burst in the sky, it gave a kind of twist, where you find you actually had no idea what to expect before it exploded into a gazibillion smithereens. The slight waft of smoke seeping into your nostrils was the only reminder of what massive action had just taken place mere seconds ago.
Mesmerizing. Strong. Unexpected. Brilliant. Yes, that's Kaname for you.
And Zero realized, somewhere along the road of having arms draped over his waist, woken in the same bed, playful banter littered with growls, incessant clucking and chiding, meaningful exchange of gazes and the concern that had germinated and was creeping steadily into his very mentality, Kaname had managed to make his heart melt like an ice cube held up to the brilliant, blazing sun, every single fucking time. And he loved that arrogant pureblood for that.
In an almost awkward manner, Zero cleared his throat, "Ne."
The only telltale sign that Kaname had head his soft whisper was the barely imperceptible tilt of his head to Zero, while his lavender eyes remained fixated on the ongoing display. The sound had, unbeknownst to Zero, made the pureblood's scalp tingle in a funny sensation.
"I think I'm falling for you."
Kaname's entire body stiffened. Had he heard correctly? Had those words really just left the silver-haired hunter's mouth? Kaname's heart was beating faster than the wings of a hummingbird, "Ze-Zero?"
"Hm?" Zero grunted, his breathing so easy Kaname knew Zero hadn't lied.
Kaname swallowed the lump in his throat, his arm instinctively reaching over to latch onto a corner of Zero's shirt, "You mean it?"
Zero sighed as his own hand moved to hold Kaname's in his, "Mm-hm."
Any more speech would be useless at this point. Kaname didn't know what to say, because he could have sworn his heart was hammering so loudly everyone lying on the field could hear it, and Zero…well Zero was being Zero, lost in his thoughts as he drank in the sight of vibrant colours against the pitch black. Regardless, the air was thick with something...tension. It wasn't uncomfortable...but it was there, it was like the big pink elephant in the corner of the lavish ballroom in the middle of a party where the light was almost garish and the music was a lulling peace. Kaname stared at the profile of Zero, for what seemed like ages, and finally closed his eyes, no patience to figure out what it was he was feeling. It was probably happiness that his feelings were reciprocated, anxiety that Zero might change his mind, fear that Zero would take back his words, claiming it was a joke or simply calm, because despite the silken intangible tension lacing the very air that surrounded them, he felt strangely more at ease than he had ever been with anyone else. His fingers gave a twitch.
I only want to touch him and revel in him with a sense of awe, the same way people yearn to touch wet paint or run their hands over a marble sculpture.
Before he knew it, he had reached with his hands— and framed Zero's face with his fingers.
If I had two hearts, I'd use one to love you, and the other? I'd use it to love you more.
Kaname remained silent as his fingers drifted down the side of Zero's face, lightly stroking the smooth skin there, though briefly as a drifting feather. Zero could feel their tickle against the surface of his body, and it caused a couple troublesome chills to do a waltz along his shoulders and spine. Kaname hadn't seen that, but what he had seen was the oddly refreshing unguarded surprise on Zero's face and the widening of stunning lilac. He looked at the hunter levelly, his expression suddenly serious, or maybe it had been all along, Zero didn't know, because he hadn't snatched enough glimpses of Kaname's face a few moments before. Suddenly, Zero laughed at Kaname and Kaname laughed at Zero laughing at him and everything was fine.
And that was exactly how the two had spent the next few minutes simply looking at each other, unwilling to turn away from the almost ethereal being in front of their eyes. The two had finally come to a silent but mutual agreement and both turned away, back to the sky and closed their eyes on a long, contented sigh and let a nap claim them both.
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Half an hour later, brows knitting together in thought, Zero blinked the last remnants of his nap away and recalled the events of the day and where exactly the sinfully tempting warmth was coming from. He looked to his side to find a shoulder he had taken to leaning on for a pillow and almost gasped in mild, bewildered horror.
He used a pureblood shoulder as a pillow in public! On second thoughts, ha, probably the first ever to do such a thing to Kaname, heh.
"Awake?"
Kaname always knew the right thing to say.
Zero rolled his eyes and snorted, "no, still asleep and being chased by a giant, pink, evil, fluffy bunny."
Kaname chortled then and there, shoulders shaking with mirth at the unexpected answer as he fought to cover his mouth and drown out the sounds he made. Zero scowled and muttered a half-hearted, "come on, it's not that funny."
Kaname got to his feet and tugged the silver-haired hunter up along with him, and Zero realized for the first time that there were considerably less people and the smoke from the amazing fireworks had long since been gone.
Almost stupidly, Zero said, "the display's over."
Kaname laughed again, the sound a soothing one that made Zero's heart clench and wish that he could hear it over again and again.
"Come on, let's go back together!"
With a playful smile that gushed mischief, Kaname broke into a run, Zero along with him, and he never once let go of the hunter's hand.
They arrived at the main road where Kaname's chauffeur was patiently waiting, and Kaname nudged the exhilarated and dazed hunter into the car. Before Kaname had followed suit, the chauffeur had leaned closer to Kaname to whisper, "I drove the young Miss home when she came storming. She threw quite a fit in your absence and I wasn't at all sure what to do with her and I thought you would like some time alone so I fetched her home. Pardon me if I've done something wrong, Kaname-sama."
All Kaname did was to flash the old chauffeur a stunning beam, once that showed just how belatedly Kaname actually was with his actions before he replied, "great job."
The chauffeur had never been one to question the young master but he was, quite honestly, taken aback with his master's reaction. It was the first time he had seen such a beam on the young master's face and the delight that lit up his charismatic features was a rare, delicate sight to behold.
Once in the car, Kaname's lips had a lilt to them, as if he was sharing an inside joke with himself, and Zero found it all the more amusing, because he took pleasure in seeing Kaname lit up like that. The journey back was made in complete silence, and Zero had opted to look out the window at the blur of passing things, while Kaname had taken to staring at the reflection of a completely unaware Zero that stared right back out at him. Zero wore a scowl on his face, if there was any indication of what he was thinking. Even with the scowl in place, Zero managed to look adorably attractive.
"Why the scowl? You're still as cute as ever even with that scowl on."
Zero gave something close to a "harrumph", then a, "I was just thinking how Yuki and Daisya would probably kill me when I get back. I bet they're still mad at me that I hadn't met up with them and they had to return without me."
Zero gave a sound that sounded like a groan before slapping both hands onto his face, giving a yelp when he almost hit his open eyes. He cursed himself for his stupidity, while Kaname chuckled.
"It'll be fine. You could tell Yuki and Daisya you were watching the fireworks then you fell asleep, and when you awoke the Chichibu Yomatsuri was over already."
It was a partial truth, and Kaname knew to leave it as that, what with Daisya and his raised guards against him, the pureblood in the Academy, he wouldn't take too kindly to his dearest comrade having stayed with a pureblood practically the entire night.
"Yeah, yeah I guess I could…" Zero stated absentmindedly, nodding, before a small but largely important piece of information presented itself to his mind, "wait…Daisya? Daisya? His jacket! Arghhh just my luck, one more reason for him to slap me silly when he sees me."
"I'm sorry." Kaname watched Zero blink in confusion at the apology, still via the reflection, as the exchange had been made without any eye contact, something done unintentionally of course.
"Excuse me?" Zero turned his head and finally looked at Kaname, holding up a hand as if trying to hear better. "Would you mind speaking into my good ear? I didn't quite catch that."
"Your sense of humor is not appreciated."
There was another snort in response.
"I should have known better. You don't even have one," Zero sighed before letting his hands fall into his lap.
Despite the whole jacket incident being the Kaname's fault, he found himself unable to blame the pureblood or at even get angry at the beautiful face he was currently staring at.
"Sorry, sorry. I'm not really. . . I just. . ." Zero trailed off in an irritable huff before looking up again. "Seriously though…I think Daisya will slap me silly later…"
"Later?" Kaname inquired, raising a brow questioningly.
"Yeah. I'm sharing a bed—", Kaname narrowed his eyes dangerously at the words, "—room with Daisya remember?"
The action had gone unnoticed by the hunter, and Kaname forced himself to relax.
It's just a room, not a bed you nitwit! Get a grip! St—
The door swung open, signaling the end of their ride and effectively halting Kaname's train of thoughts. After the two stepped out of the limo onto the grounds of Cross Academy, the elegant limousine had sped off, leaving the two to take their walk towards the dorms together.
"You know," Kaname cleared his throat almost anxiously, "they probably tired themselves out too. You wouldn't want to wake Daisya up only to have him 'slap you silly', as you put it, right?"
"I suppose. Any suggestions?"
"Yes." Kaname replied, almost a little too enthusiastically. His enthusiasm went by unquestioned, and Kaname was thankful for that. He was embarrassed enough as it was, him having to find an excuse for Zero to stay away from Daisya, no, no, that was definitely not what he was thinking. He meant having to find an excuse for Zero to stay with him. 'Yes, that's it,' Kaname convinced himself.
"You could stay in the Moon Dorms. You know how big my room is."
Zero let out a huff of breath, blowing his bangs up in a gust of warm, exhaled air in an unbelievably cute manner.
"I guess that'd work. Thanks, but no thanks," Zero said, shooting Kaname a dirty look. He remembered all the things that happened every time they had ended up sleeping together. Literally, not the other definition.
Definitely not, Zero thought as his blush came full on, encouraging him to quicken his steps towards Kaname's room.
Kaname put on a goofy grin, uncaring if the hunter ahead of him turned around and caught him with that silly expression. He was glad, that was all. Utmost pleased, in fact that Zero had relented, despite his look that clearly said: nothing funny again, or else.
Still in cloud nine due to Zero's reasonable acceptance, Kaname lunged for the figure in front of him. The move had caught Zero by surprise and both had tumbled down, for Kaname had relied on Zero's reflexes to curb the fall—an obvious miscalculation.
Kaname lifted his dirt-streaked face and rubbed his jaw. "I kinda like my teeth. All of them. "
"You dweeb! That's your fault, not mine," Zero said, laughter catching hold of him as he turned from the uneven ground to prop himself up on his elbows, staring right into a not-so-innocently nonplussed face before him. Kaname's every minute expression seemed to take his breath away. Funny thing is, Kaname never had any idea just what he was doing to Zero.
"Jerk," Zero said suddenly, still trying to catch his breath.
"So I've been told," was the automatic reply, Kaname taken to sitting cross-legged, urging Zero to do the same, all the while searching those lilac depths he loved so much.
Zero knew that he must have been a serial killer in some past life, because the karma was too much for one lifetime. Kaname could say just one arrogantly smug line, look at him so intently and still remain clueless to Zero's inner turmoil and urge to just…to just—
"I'm falling for you Zero. I know it by heart, so don't even question that," Kaname could feel Zero shrink away at his spoken confession. Zero hadn't shrunk away physically, but Kaname deduced as much from the silence that hung in the night and Kaname almost. Almost felt like crying. He wouldn't cry, though, because it would show that he could be hurt so easily, he could be damaged by mere silence.
That Zero could hurt him so easily. That Zero's silence could damage him.
That people could slip into his defenses.
That Zero could slip into his defenses.
Zero had just sort of sneaked his way in, cracking all the security codes and taking out all the steel walls without even having to rack his brains. He had just sort of found his way into Kaname's heart. The worst thing was, Zero would most probably not believe him because, according to the fucking vampire world, purebloods didn't pay attention to emotions. And that was a complete and utter lie.
Kaname got up, feet working on autopilot, taking a stiff him towards his own room. He didn't want to hear what Zero had to say, what Zero had to say in rejection. He needed to get away.
Just great, just awesome he sealed his own fate by convincing Zero to stay the night with him.
Something shattered inside of Zero, silently shaking him with a gnawing fear. He had taken Kaname's walking away from him the wrong way, not that he knew of course.
So the whole pretense had been pointless, hadn't it? Kaname had sat across him, joking about something that meant everything to him. Had Kaname been aware of his torments since the beginning and feigned ignorance? Is that why he was walking away now? Not even giving him a chance to reply? Was it out of pity for him? So in the end he was no different from that Sakato Shimura-san, was he? In that game of fooling and deceiving, he had played the loser.
The whirl of jabs and hurt broke the dam. The sky had opened to let the torrential waters pour as the Heaven cried for Zero. Cold fury hardened his lilac eyes and he opened his mouth, uncaring of the rain that had begun a steady pitter-patter which was seeping carelessly into his clothes, letting the words flow out in a mesh mix between a bark and a snarl:
"What do you mean by that, Kaname! I'm sick of this bullshit. You come right back here and explain to me why you're walking away from me. Is this all a joke to you? Have you been playing with me right from the start? Had you known I was going to fall for you? Or was that out of your calculations, huh? It's not all butterflies and rainbows for your chess piece, falling for an overconfident, arrogant, unbelievably stuck-up, snot-nosed..." a harsh tremor stole through his lithe body, his volume dropping a notch subsequently, "…beautifully perfect, concerned, delightfully surprising, funny— Kaname."
Confusion and worry had shaken the pureblood thoroughly, and all he could perceive of his messed-up head was the blaring message that might have as well be bolded and italicized on a large blinking neon sign: no, no Zero you're getting it all wrong! I swear I meant it! I do care, that wasn't a joke! I walked away not because I was playing you, but because I thought you'd give me a flat-out rejection that'd tear through me like a hundred daggers if I had stayed even a moment longer gazing into your eyes… …
Before Kaname could even turn around to look his beloved hunter in the eye, Zero had bit his lower lip; teeth sinking in to leave a faint trace of blood wafting right past, wait, right past him? A flash of silver confirmed his suspicions as he caught Zero sprinting and making full use of his vampiric speed to make his way to the Moon Dorms, specifically, his room.
Desperation is an ugly colour.
With a frustrated growl, Kaname ran his hand through his hanging wet hair, the dampness finally catching on and getting onto his mind as he trudged his sorry way back to his room to face impending doom and awkward stares trying to rectify his terribly misunderstood act. With dripping, soddy, muddy steps, Kaname lugged each foot slowly through shallow marsh across the bare field to his room.
When Kaname finally reached his room, he had braced himself for some kind of verbal lashing even as he reached out to turn the cool brass knob gingerly, but his ears were met with the splashy-splashy of someone in his showers. The sound was enough to elicit a strange concoction of relief and irritation from the pureblood. He let out a long sigh that shook him near to his toes. Well, at least he'd have time to gather his thoughts and prepare his speech before the hunter of his attraction decided to give him the cold shoulder for probably the rest of his life. Which was to say, at the very least, upsetting enough for him to bury himself alive for all eternity.
Kaname took brisk steps to the side of his bed, intent on sitting down at the edge to think and attempt to collect the gazibillion thoughts whizzing around in his seemingly tiny head. What his body actually did as opposed to his intentions was another thing altogether. The second he reached his large, comfortable and very welcome bed, his legs had given allowance to him to simply flop face-down onto the soft sheets, arms spreading out to take up practically the entire bed all by himself. In his dreary mind, Kaname had managed to gather sufficient sense to kick off his shoes and remove his very soaked shirt, only to be flung to some godforsaken corner of the room in an unruly heap. He was too exhausted to think for the moment. He'd take a nap and think some before Zero got out from his shower, yes, that's what he'd do…
…or so he thought.
In his dreams, figures haunted him and the tire of his mentality had conjured and pulled out what was all in the past, including the day's events. Zero's words ricocheted seemingly everywhere, bringing no peace to him at all, even in his sleep.
Is this all a joke to you? Have you been playing with me right from the start? Had you known I was going to fall for you? Or was that out of your calculations, huh?
Kaname's eyes rolled restlessly behind closed, fluttering lids, and his subconscious had voiced in a murmur of protest against these nightmares tormenting him, "playing games never courted me, Zero. It's you."
Zero blinked. That was one of the last things he had expected to hear from the pureblood, and the state he had been reduced to was not what Zero had expected either. The sight that had greeted him the second he stepped out of the showers was a pureblood lying, very much unglamorously, face-down on the made bed, shoes obviously kicked off in weary and shirt nowhere to be found, if the tantalizingly exposed back was any indication.
Zero failed to turn away from the beautiful mess, even as a faint pink broke out across the bridge of his nose, creeping to his cheeks. He groaned. He really was falling head over heels for Kaname Kuran! What the pureblood said after consciousness had slipped from him was just making him…fall deeper in.
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When Kaname woke again, he found he'd rolled onto his back and Zero's back was pressed up against his side. Kaname blinked stupidly.
Did that mean Zero had forgiven him? What, Zero came to his senses all of a sudden?
Kaname sighed audibly, the turn of events was pretty damn great but it was confusing the hell outta him. When he had sat up to look at Zero's form better, Zero had lazily opened one eye to look at him and chuckle.
Kaname sniffed, "what's so funny? I can't have people chuckling at me all the time you know, I'm a pureblood."
"Well," Zero replied slyly, a smug grin stretching on his face like a Cheshire cat as he rolled off the bed to stand and look down upon Kaname who was seated at the edge of the bed, "I recall a certain pureblood saying something along the lines of 'playing games never courted me, Zero. It's you.'"
Kaname flushed. Had he really said that out loud? Oh god, just kill him already.
Feigning ignorance, Kaname bit out, "oh really?"
At this, Zero soured a little, pursing his lower lip, "yeah, I won't forget that, even if you pretend to hmph. You said it sleeping face-down with a back made to seduce, too, what a—"
Zero's eyes widened comically as his hand flew to cover his mouth, wishing his nuts to hell and back he hadn't just spoken that aloud to the most persistent, indefatigable, infallibly spontaneous, consistently random, sporadically pushy, inescapable pureblood he had the best luck of meeting in his life.
Kaname then does something that tells the hunter he really does love Zero more than anything. He tugs Zero's hand and pulls him down into a hug. Zero almost laughs at how odd the two of them were acting but as Kaname squeezes Zero to him, Zero felt all the hurt and anger he ever had at the pureblood seep out of him. It's gone.
Zero sighs and suddenly he's boneless, sinking into Kaname's shape and they fit together. He felt Kaname's breath on his neck and the relief that everything is fine now almost brings him to tears.
A few minutes later, Kaname had pulled away to look at Zero, "can—can I?"
The reply he got was a "BaKaname" before pale fingers tangles in his tresses to tug him back into the crook of Zero's neck. Kaname allowed himself to hold Zero by the shoulders and in a delicate gesture; he nudged the bite area, giving it a few licks before sinking his fangs in carefully to drink. The intimate act was one that gave Kaname access to Zero's everything. And that included fragments of his past, enough for him to try understanding the hunter anyway.
It was almost as if Zero's transition from child to young adult had been rather abrupt, and Kaname knew what had happened to cause that. But he was going to pick it up from there. Things were going to be different and almost as if he wanted Zero to know that too, he shifted his hands, trailing them to rest at the hunter's waist in a loose embrace. He wanted Zero to feel safe with him.
The night was a peaceful one as the moon hung in the sky, clouds drifting over it every now and then, but it's flare never wavering, staying all the time…
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Zero rolled over sleepily without opening his eyes. He felt a little stiff, but, he supposed, after the night before, he really didn't mind at all. He got to sleep with Kaname. A rather silly grin spread across his face at the thought.
"What are you smirking at, idiot?" Kaname's sharp voice broke the relaxed silence in the room with all the subtlety of a brick through a window.
Zero blinked his eyes open slowly, focussing on Kaname's face where it floated above him. Despite the prickly tone, Kaname's face was free of a scowl, a tell-tale sign that it was mock annoyance; one corner of his mouth quirked up when he saw Zero looking at him, which might have as well been a full-fledged grin directed at the silver-haired hunter. Zero said nothing to fuel his lame little game, rolling onto his side and propping his head onto his elbow. Kaname's hand came to a rest on his waist, thumb sweeping back and forth across his changed shirt absently.
"What?" he said eventually, when Kaname's eyes refused to leave his face and the gentle motions of his thumb threatened to send him back to sleep. Kaname didn't reply, though the faintest of flushes spread rather prettily across his nose as he leaned over and pressed his lips to Zero's. The kiss was hesitant and soft, as though Kaname was unsure whether it would be welcome, despite what had passed between them the night before. Zero snorted internally. As if he'd have allowed anything to have occurred between them if he'd thought that he'd have regretted it. To prove it, he threaded his hand in the still loose hair at the back of Kaname's neck and brought them closer together, pressing his mouth fully onto Kaname's and sliding his tongue provocatively across his lower lip.
A noise that might have been a sigh had it been allowed to fully develop trembled from Kaname's lips. Kaname's hand slid from Zero's waist and up his side, trailing along his back and burying long fingers into soft silver hair. Zero's hair never changed, the most being a little bit of a bed hair mess.
Zero's head was pulled back so that Kaname could see his face, resting their foreheads together.
"No regrets then?" Kaname asked, just to be sure. His words became muffled against Zero's skin as if he were afraid to hear them himself. He hated revealing that he felt anything even like insecure to anybody, but Zero had changed his mind before, and Kaname needed to make sure that Zero knew exactly what he was getting himself into. Kaname had fallen deep for him for quite some time, even if he hadn't realised it, and now that he had had him, he didn't ever want to go back to how it was before.
"Never," Zero breathed, his eyes slightly glazed, and he blinked a few times, trying to bring Kaname's face into focus, but struggling because of the lack of distance between them. He let go of Kaname's hair and brought his hand round to Kaname's face, cupping his jaw tenderly as a large smile broke out across his face. "Never," he emphasised.
"Well good," Kaname sniffed haughtily. "Because I'd have to kill you if you did. And that's my shirt you're wearing," and he tried not to feel too offended when Zero laughed at him.
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