A/N: I had written a whole bunch of stuff on this and had to start all over because I kept going on a tangent. I had to pull this out of my ass, so I hope you enjoy it. Sorry for delaying for so long. I tried to make it not seem so redundant. I probably failed.

ENJOY.

Oh yes, and thank you reviewers for making me feel special. ;D Zero/Yuki FTW.


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Sometimes, she'd get that funny feeling.

Only it wasn't funny, nothing to laugh at. It was...weird. But she never dwelled long on it, cause it was...well...

It would happen when he stared at her a moment too long. It made her uncomfortable, so of course she'd get mad at him for glaring at her.

Yes, that was the word; uncomfortable.

It caused the merest tingle to crawl up her spine when he took his shirt off. Yes, she had seen him shirtless before, but that was when they were KIDS.

He's like a brother, she tells herself. A childhood friend. I've seen him like this before. No biggie.

She ignores the blush growing on her face, and decides it's because of the lack of decency he displays around her. She doesn't notice the fact that he only does it around her.

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Somehow, that place in her heart she reserved for Kaname seemed a little too empty. It needed something more than fleeting glances and pats on the head and once-in-a-while-if-you-infuriate-me-enough hugs. She knew it the moment she saw Zero's slumped form lying on the cold concrete, his eyes clouded in pain. It made her heart hurt.

But the thing that made her heart crack the most was the look of defeat in his eyes. Like he wanted to give up on everything. On life. On her.

And she cried and shook him and pounded her fists on him and yelled at him and hugged him until she felt like kissing him.

On the cheek of course. He's like a brother, a childhood friend.

But she needed to make him try. She wanted him to try, because he was someone very dear to her, and it would hurt her so much if he suddenly disappeared from her life.

So she held on to him, and bothered him, and gave him some of the space she reserved for Kaname. Until it overshadowed Kaname's place, almost so that she forgot about it.

Whenever he smiled with the slightest lift of his lips, she'd get that sudden impulse to—

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It made her heart pound hard and loud in her ears, almost so that she very nearly gasped when she saw him, on the stairs. His eyes dark with lust for blood, and maybe a little of something else.

Of course, she didn't have the time to even ponder on that when he began caressing the pulse on her neck with his tongue.

Oh, it felt like hot, slick velvet. She could feel something similar to that, though it was much lower...

Of course, the pain overrode that fleeting desire as soon as he sunk his fangs into her. Her knees grew weak from the lack of blood, her breathing labored. Zero would be the one to get the most satisfaction, though he'd resent it. She wouldn't think of it as velvet until a few bloodfests later.

And her knees wouldn't grow weak, nor her breathing labored from the lack of blood. It would be different, though not entirely. There was still blood, yes. But Zero wouldn't be the only one to get satisfaction. And she wouldn't gasp in pain. If she did, it was a different kind of pain. He made sure of it.

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He'd always get that funny feeling out of her from then on. And she was perfectly comfortable with it, until he found a new way to love her again.

Oh, the many ways he loved her were so dirty.

She loved it.

She loved it because he was doing it. And she wouldn't have it any other way.