A/N: Thank you very much for the lovely reviews, faves and alerts. I'm back in University so writing time is scarce once more. Zero and Kaname are going to have to talk things through pretty soon, but as ridiculous as this fic is, I'm trying to be a tad realistic as in they wouldn't really open up and talk with each other right away, so they're still in the I-want-to-rip-your-throat-out-phase. LOL. Enjoy! It'll get better (and worse and very, um, fun!). XD
NOTE: Please remember that this fic features couples with multiple spouses(Polygamy/group marriage : i.e. IchiruxSaraxMaria) and includes Slash/Yaoi (boyxboy). 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.
Kaname stood there, in front of the door, holding a hand to his injured, but healing cheek while Zero turned away and stalked off. Prince Kiryu stripped off his ceremonial cloak, the fancy overtunic and kicked off his pinching shoes. He scooped up the entire mess and the silver knife from the floor, moving on to explore the Knighted Suite quarters.
He chose the right side of the bed and tossed his things atop the fluffy white comforter. He was relieved to note two small, private bathrooms with the missing amenities from the giant Jacuzzi pool on the opposite end of the suite. From there, he stepped inside and slammed the door behind him.
In the silence and new privacy of the room, Zero relaxed—a fraction—and went about the business of threading his earrings into their usual places. He ran warm water over a washcloth in the sink and tugged down the collar of his buttoned shirt to wipe away the make-up that was used to hide the taming tattoo that his tutor and training master had insisted upon. His parents hadn't cared either way—as with his piercings—with the only note that he was never to be seen with it in public. Zero sighed, leaning over the sink, his head hung.
He'd really done it this time. Screwed up from here to who knew where.
His mind was busy whirling as it often needed to and in his wonderfully delirious thinking, Zero decided that he needed help.
Help. Yes. Well, that would probably be more difficult than accepting the fact that he would most certainly need help, but then the image of the furious—and bleeding—prince replayed in his head and he grimaced, looking down at the smooth, enchanted ring on his finger. That was going to be his biggest problem.
He'd heard, read and learned all about enchanted bonding rings during history lessons with his tutor. It was something the addle-headed teacher couldn't stop rambling about and as a matter of course, the silver-haired prince had always ended up with an earful more of random trivia that he could never quite show off.
Zero popped open the bathroom cabinet, intending to take stock of what was available. He found a toothbrush and toothpaste and for lack of something ordinary to do, proceeded to brush his teeth. The semblance of normality was calming and he rinsed his mouth and replaced the items in their respective places.
Curiosity got the better of him as he bent to explore the cabinet beneath the bathroom sink and after a few moments of staring through the contents within, slammed the door and stood up straight.
His reflection blushed furiously back at him and Zero averted his gaze to the shower stall in the corner.
He was trying to pretend he hadn't just seen the entirely too obvious amenities beneath the bathroom sink—details such as flavored condoms, scented lube, shreddable underwear and, well, at that point, it had simply become embarrassing and Zero had shut the door in a hurry, trying to pretend he hadn't seen anything.
The sight of a twin-showerhead on the shower stall didn't really help.
Zero jerked back to the mirror and nearly fainted at his own red face. With a string of muttered words, he bent over the sink and turned on the taps to cold.
Splashing several handfuls of cool water on his face, Zero shut off the taps and swabbed his face dry with a white washcloth. Thinking back to the more normal things he'd been musing before. This was just…confusing. Yes, that was it. Confusing. He just had to think of normal things and then sort it all out from there. He could do that. He could definitely do that. Zero took a deep breath and slowly released it as he thought back to where his original train of musings had come before.
Rings.
Ah, yes, the rings.
The rings had triggered memories of school, long lessons with said tutor and of course, the tutor himself. He heaved a sigh and struggled to resist the impulse to bang his head on the lovely, tiled walls of the bathroom.
It might stem his frustration in the present, but the long-term ache was sure to grow worse the moment said person would appear in his immediate presence. Zero nibbled on his lower lip for a moment wondering exactly how he could wrangle his way out of it and how he ought to go about explaining his idea to the hot-tempered beauty.
He'd give Prince Kuran that, for all his angry words, attempted attack and rude ways, the boy was pretty enough to look at and Zero couldn't help a complimentary snicker to himself.
How lucky.
Even in the midst of his chaotic life, fate would have a sense of humor.
The memory of Kaname's bleeding face shocked him forward into action and Zero sighed, yanking out a fresh washcloth from the stack on the shelves above the toilet. He soaked it in lukewarm water and cautiously opened the door, using his vampire senses to tell exactly where the young man was.
Thankfully, Prince Kuran wasn't on the immediate side of the door and that was somewhat of a relief for dear Zero as he stepped out into the romantically prepared room.
A few careful moments of checking showed that the missing prince wasn't really missing and he wasn't really that far away. He stood on the opposite end of the large white sheeted bed and scowled at Zero as he emerged.
Zero moved to stand by his 'side' of the bed and for lack of anything civil to say, the princes glared at each other.
When that got old—which for Zero, was merely a matter of minutes—he attempted to break the silence.
"How's your er, face?"
Kaname's glower grew darker. "It's fine." He bit off. "No thanks to you!"
"I didn't do anything." Zero frowned. "You did that to yourself!"
"I did not!" Kaname said, hotly. "You were the one who-!"
Zero rolled his eyes, unable to help himself. "I didn't do anything. Everyone knows that in a marriage bond, the dom has certain protections attached—such as you not being allowed to attack me out of pure hate." His silvery brows knitted themselves together. The fact that the attack had been deflected was proof of the nature behind such an outburst. "You can if it's justified, but not for the sake of hurting me, when you do that—the bond transfers the feeling and whatever other junk to the inflictor." He shrugged. "You did it to yourself." The frown deepened. "Any other insults you'd like to share?"
Kaname did.
Zero was almost impressed. Almost. He scowled, expertly. "As much as that is…enlightening in regards to your opinion of me, I'm sorry, but I can't actually do that. It's physically impossible."
Kaname snorted.
Zero ignored him. He was remembering his earlier musings of a certain addled tutor. "We can't get out of the chamber without help." He tossed the wet washcloth to Kaname. "Clean up your face, it's annoying me."
The prince ducked away from the projectile and then stared at the soggy cloth when it dropped onto the dry blankets. He looked from the cloth to Zero with the faintest hint of confusion in his eyes before they became unreadable once more. "Help?" He scoffed. "If you think that even for a moment that I'm going to-"
"I'm going to get us out of here and you'll go along with my genius plan when I've put the finishing touches on it." Zero began to pace in a circle, hands clasped behind his back. "You will follow my lead." There was the faintest touch of darkness in his voice and it made the Kuran prince stiffen. There was no room for argument there. "This never happened as far as I'm concerned, I don't want to be married, I wasn't planning on being married and least of all—to a guy!" Zero's voice rose slightly at that. "I have—things, I wanted to do with my life and you're-" he gestured towards Kaname. "-not part of them!"
Zero's pacing slowed to a stop. He sighed. "This is going to be so embarrassing." He moaned. "Ichiru will never let me live this down."
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