A.N. – Alright. I lose. I couldn't help but write more during packing my luggage and writing Christmas cards because my reviewers are so sweet and they make me cry... (hint hint for readers who haven't reviewed yet!! I'd just LOVE to talk to you!). So, enjoy, everyone! This chapter is much longer than last, and much more perverted – so be happy!!

IMPORTANT NOTICE – I drew a picture of Kurda and Vanez. I'm not a very good artist, but my friend made me draw one, and she told me to post it for all the VBxKS fans on the internet. If you're prepared to look at a crappy pervy picture, then go to my bio, and my homepage (diary entries). It's in the latest entry. Enjoy!

Oh, and this chapter is based mostly on ideas that Inyx gave me in her last review (you'd know which bits) – thankyou! I hope you don't mind me using them... And clam theif, for the idea that Kurda is a cat. Any ideas via review are very welcome – they help me oh so much!!


Taste of Love

IV : Ready Steady Go

Knock, knock. I open my eyes slightly. I seem to be lying on the floor. I'm so warm in my blankets – I feel so safe here... Knock, knock, KNOCK!! Oh cut it out, let me sleep just five more minu...

'Kurda!! Are you alive in there!?'

Vanez Blane. Oh how I hate his voice. Oh how I hate him. I pulled the blankets over my head, deciding to ignore him. The door opened. I poked my head out of the blankets, alarmed.

'How'd you get in the room!!??'

'You gave me the keys yourself, idiot. I carried you here, dumped you on the floor, threw some blankets on – you threw me the keys, and told me to come pick you up at 11:30.'

'Oh......'

I frowned, not remembering any of this. I sat up, feeling every muscle crunch and strain, my whole body aching terribly. The blankets slid down from my shoulders, and I realised for the first time my nakedness. I gasped, and stared in shock at Vanez.

'You....I.....Why the hell am I naked!? You undressed me, didn't you!?!? And then you......that's why my whole body hurts....!! You evil, disgusting, horrible, mean, treacherous, dirty, nasty, disrespectful, stinking, untrustworthy, cruel, revolting, perverted, filthy,...'

'If I may interrupt you, Kurda – no, I did not rape you. For one, look at yourself more properly.'

Obligingly, I lifted up the blankets completely – though the belt was unbuckled, my trousers were still there. I blushed, and argued:

'But you could have easily dressed me afterwards!!'

'True. But let's see. Try standing up, Kurda.'

Vanez held out a hand – I ignored it, and stood up by myself. Vanez laughed loudly.

'See, you can stand on your own. If had raped you, you wouldn't be able to walk, let alone stand for a whole two days afterwards, I assure you.'

'.........'

I blushed again, and looked around for my shirt. Vanez threw me it.

'You left it in the ring.'

'........Oh.'

So that's why I was half naked...! I remembered our training early today – that's why my body aches so much...! I bit my lip and stared at the ground, too ashamed to speak. Vanez smirked and raised an eyebrow.

'Don't you owe me something for all the unnecessary verbal abuse?'

I glared at the ground, gulped, and said in a barely audible whisper:

'.................sorry.'

Vanez laughed loudly, walked over, and ruffled my hair playfully.

'You're forgiven. Though, I must say, that was quite some vocabulary you had, Kurda. I should have counted the number of hurtful insults you spat in my face. It must have been at least......let's see.....'

'I'm sorry, OKAY!?!?'

I said loudly this time, glaring at Vanez. Vanez chuckled, leaned over, kissed my forehead, and whispered in my ear:

'It's amazing how beautiful you are even when you're angry.....'

I let out a small yelp (which sounded more like a strangled hiccough), and pulled away from Vanez. He laughed amusedly, and looked around the room.

'So this is your room.......'

He grinned and looked at me – I cleared my throat and forced a wry smile.

'I only moved in four days ago, so it's not all that fancy, but...'

'It's nice.'

'You think?'

'Yeah. You know what's in my room?'

'........Do I really want to know?'

'Probably not.'

He laughed, his beautiful ash-grey eye sparkling like a child's. I looked away, afraid that I might get sucked into it. Vanez opened the door and called out to me:

'C'mon, you don't wanna be late for your first trial, do you?'

I gasped – I had almost forgotten about it. I checked my watch – 11:45. We were starting at midnight!! I quickly put my shirt and cloak on, and strode out of the door. Just as I passed Vanez (who held the door open for me), he whispered huskily in my ear:

'Sexual torture machines.'

Knowing instantly what he was talking about, I felt a long, creepy shiver go slowly up my spine. An unwanted image of Vanez's room with the machines popped up in my mind, and I closed my eyes tightly. Vanez cracked up laughing, and pat my frozen back.

'I was just joking, kid!'

I glared at him, before running off into the corridors, leaving Vanez to lock up my room and run after me.

I suppressed a laugh as Vanez pulled a face and pointed 'the finger' at the back of Mika Ver Leth as he walked away from us. Vanez had just introduced me to him – Prince Mika (who had come with Paris to witness my trial) seemed like just another grumpy quiet vampire with his dark looks, hair and clothes – but Vanez clearly disliked him.

'What did you do that for, Vanez?'

'I don't like him. That bastard.'

'You shouldn't talk like that about a Prince!! Why don't you like him?'

'Didn't you see the way he was looking at you!? He's got such a dirty, perverted mind...!'

'How's that different to you?

I chuckled – Vanez snorted.

'Me? I don't go perving on someone else's property.'

He said, and glared again at Mika's back. It took me a few seconds to understand what Vanez had said.

'...What!? I'm not yours!!'

'Oh yesh you are, my beautiful pussy cat...'

Vanez said softly, rubbed his cheek against my head, and stroked underneath my chin.

'Purr, my little kitten...'

'.........No.'

I said through clenched teeth – Vanez sighed, and for one second I thought he'd given up on making me purr – but I was mistaken. He bit my right ear and sucked on it. I let out a deep groan from the warm ticklish sensation it sent crawling all over my body – a groan which by length turned into a purr, at which point Vanez stopped abruptly, pleased with his achievement.

'Well my kitty, wait here while I get your weapons, okay?'

I nodded, still blushing slightly from shame. I was even more ashamed when I realised that I missed Vanez's tongue on my ear, and the sensation that contact gave me. I shook that thought out of my head – and looked around to find Prince Mika staring intently at me. He looked away quickly and walked off towards the stadium. I froze, worried if the Prince saw Vanez sucking on my ear – but that thought was blown straight out of my mind when Vanez sneaked up behind me and nibbled the tip of my left ear. Caught off guard, I couldn't help but 'purr' again – Vanez chuckled loudly:

'You really do love that, don't you?'

'No I don't!!!'

I lied, cheeks burning. Vanez smirked, and threw me a short spear.

'That's the only spear I found – don't be disappointed that it's short, because short ones are of more advantage close-range. And this,' he threw me a short knife, 'Is your last resort. If your spear breaks or you lose it, use this – there's poison on the tip. But remember, you can only use the poison once. Aim for the heart, nothing else. Don't use it if you don't have to, because it's dangerous if you fumble with it or drop it on yourself. Okay?'

I nodded, and attached the knife carefully to my belt. I held the spear, twirled it around a few times, getting used to its balance and weight. Just then, Gavner and Paris Skyle entered the stadium. Gavner ran over and wished me good luck – Paris called me over to get in the stadium. Vanez pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and drew a leisurely breath. I looked at him worriedly:

'Aren't you going to wish me luck?'

'No. Trust me, Kurda, you won't need it – you're one of the fastest learning students I've ever had. You're gonna ace this, I know it.'

Vanez grinned reassuringly, puffed some smoke in my face, and ruffled my hair.

'Go, now. I'll be waiting for you right here.'

I nodded, looked at Vanez one last time, then ran over to Paris Skyle, who led me to the stadium grounds...

As soon as I entered the stadium grounds, the large cage containing the two boars was also opened. Gavner dragged the cage out of the grounds with a rope, leaving just me and the boars alone in the stadium grounds.

The boars started growling, stamping, and scratching the ground. I stayed still, bracing myself, leaving the first move to them. They sniffed the air, caught a scent of me – and charged straight in my direction.

I closed my eyes, relying entirely on my ears to sense where the boars were – I could hear exactly where they were, with their violent stomping and snorting. I let them charge as close to me as I thought was possible, then kicked off the ground, using my spear to help, and jumped high over the boars.

The two boars smashed into each other, their raised fangs sinking helplessly into each other. Blood spilled like running hoses onto the ground as they pulled their fangs out – the strong stench of animal blood filled the air, and their senses were confused, as they tried to pick up my scent.

Now that I had some time to look at them, I could tell they were much larger than normal boars – Almost as long in length as my height, and as high as my chest. The boars roared angrily and looked around furiously with their tiny yellow eyes, finding me standing right behind them.

One of the boars charged at me fearlessly, and I stabbed it right in one of its eyes – but before I could pull out my spear, the other one charged, throwing me high into the air, and ripping my shirt off. I hit the ground right on my head, and for a few seconds my vision was gone.

I heard the boar charge at me again – and my spear was still in the other boar's eye!! I fumbled with my belt and drew the knife, just before the charging boar pinned me to the ground with its sharp hoofs. My vision returned suddenly, just before the boar's fangs crushed my head – and, aiming at the heart, I thrust the knife in with all my strength. The boar froze, then let out one last croaky roar – and fell sideways to the ground, dead.

I quickly rolled away from there, and got up onto my feet, only to get swept off instantly by the other boar charging right into my chest. One of its fangs caught my belt, and I was dragged around the stadium at an incredible speed as the crazy boar ran around it.

I couldn't breath – I couldn't scream – my head was knocked forwards and backwards and sideways, my legs dragging along the ground helplessly. Out of the vague consciousness that remained in me, I realised that this was the boar I stabbed the eye of. I reached out and by sheer chance grabbed hold of my spear which was still sticking out of its eye.

I pulled the spear out, held it firmly in both hands, and thrust it forward into the boar's forehead. I felt the spear hit the skull of the boar – I pushed harder – the skull cracked revoltingly, and the boar crashed to the ground, twitching helplessly into death.

I pulled my belt off its fangs, and stood up – but fell down immediately. I was so exhausted that I couldn't even bother to fix my ripped shirt – I just fell backwards onto the ground, arms open to the side, staring up at the ceiling, relief washing over me.

Suddenly, the ceiling disappeared, and was replaced by the friendly grin of my tutor. I smiled up at him weakly.

'I.....did it.'

'And you did it so perfectly, too. Well done.'

He grinned, and wiped some stray locks of hair off my face.

'In fact, you were so good – that I'm going to give you a reward.'

'.........What is it?'

I asked, unsuspecting – Vanez lowered his head, his hair falling into my face, and smiled charmingly as he whispered:

'......This.'

...My second kiss – was even sweeter than the first.

A.N. (cont.d) – Ugh. Boring fighting scenes. I really suck at them. How I'd love to be able to write trial scenes like Darren Shan – they definitely made me sit on the edge of my seat!! Anyway, I know this trial was The Blooded Boars and it's in the book and you all know what it is, etc, etc, but I did come up with two new trials for Kurda, and the next one's going to be one of them – so hopefully I won't bore you too much. Alasse Fefalas

Meh, Kurda's jealous but he doesn't know that that feeling is "jealousy" – this story's going to take pretty long for him to realise... (sighs). Kyaa! Fruits Basket!! I love that! So pervy!! Have you heard of Yami no Matsuei? It's my favourite anime. I base Vanez kind of on the sadistic deranged psycho doctor who's always molesting the main character... Merry Christmas to you, too – and happy new year!!

SilentlyCrying

GavnerKurda!!!!! Kyaaa! You MUST!!!! PLEASE, PLEASE POST IT!!! I'd just SO LOVE to read it!! Please???

Inyx

The door thing... Do you really think Kurda would have done it if Vanez managed to finish his sentence? I get so much inspiration from your reviews. I'm like "yup, I'm using that. And that." The Mika thing, too. I decided to add Mika into the story because you said that he'd have a very good day if Kurda did as Vanez told him. Oh alright. I'll make the girl shoo and never come back. Instead, Vanez can sleep with the male guard he was talking up last chapter. Is that okay?? Gyaa!! No! Don't curse me with images of Vancha in pink dresses!! Please no!!! I'm gonna have nightmares!! I still haven't gotten over Gannen in cream waiting for Steve... Kyuu! "Just... kiss me some where... else, Vancha you stupid.... bastard." If you hadn't written your VanHar fic, I would have written a whole series for them two! Lmao, that would be so hilarious! ....Inyx, my dear, who said Vanez was sleeping around with girls? He sleeps around with anyone, remember? Mostly guys, since there's a whole heap of them around. Kurda with frilly pink underwear....(shudders)...oh my god. Should I use that or not? I think some Kurda fans will kill me... Nahh! I would never write a Gavner-centred fic. He's nice as a side character, you know. I like him there as a "best friend". Well, Merry Christmas and a happy new year, in advance!!

Kirin the Vampiress

Gyaa! I'm so so sorry! I feel really bad now for making you dream about Kurda making out with Vanez... Oh, no! Don't kill Kradswingedangel!! I'm the one who told her to write slash!! Kill me instead!!

Showjumper916

Oh, please, write a VbxOC!! You're not planning on making the OC a guy, are you? We should SO make a Vanez Blane c2. Go on, write it!! Pretty please????

Fear The Walls Of Jericho

No, I did not make Vanez sound hot. He is hot!!! He is SOOOOOO hot!! I hope I'm bringing out the Vanez-lover in you... Hmmm, I don't exactly need help at the moment, no. I'm on such a roll with this one – but tell me if something in it's awkward or hard to read. Thanks as always for your support! I thrive on it!!

Kurdasmahltlover

Awwww... I'm sure it took so much courage to decide on reading this... But I'm so glad you came, because I love your reviews!! Bisexual pervy tutor is great... Yeah, definitely different from the other stories... They're like two different people!! If I was Kurda, I would have fallen to Vanez already, I think... Hehehe.

S-A

That's so scary!!! Papers shooting out and hitting you! Wow....Update your fic soon, too! Don't give up just because your dad hogged the computer!! I'm waiting for it!! If you like this sort of perviness, you must watch Yami no Matsuei... (or Descendants of Darkness). So pervy...! I LOVE IT!! Did you think I was more pervy this time? I tried hard to, as you requested. Awww, you miss Lena... Maybe I should do a sequel to Meu Sol, I don't know...Yes!! If you're becoming president, then I'll be vicepresident and I'll help you promote the rights of ants! I promise!! Harkat? I never knew you liked Harkat? Do you? I may put Vancha in at some point, though. Yeah, Harkat and waxed lips... I love her fic so much... You're really funny too, especially when you're hyper!! Yeah. Vanez is a sort of try-hard-bad-guy. I like him that way though, with his tattoo and great abs and cigarettes. I'm allergic to tobacco smoke, though. I get so sick. (Vanez notices S-A leaning over him and licks S-A on the neck). Anyway, yo homie yo! And I'll love ants, I promise!!