Warnings: yaoi m/m relationship – don't like, don't read

Disclaimer: Vampire Knight and its characters belong to Matsuri Hino – Just this plot is mine, and there's this little fact that vampires didn't exist – so everyone is human…

Authors Note: hope you will like it… the whole story is told from Zeros point of view…

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- 1 – Our Fateful Encounter -

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Because of a fire, in which my whole family died, I – at the age of five – became an orphan. With no family member to look after me, I came to an orphanage – as all the young kids in similar situations. And like for any other orphans, there were just two paths I could take from now on – I could either end up sold to an brother, or if I didn't catch the eye of the owners, I could have lived my life as any other normal child – have a childhood, grow up and than maybe find a sweet girl for me with which I could have started a family. But for me, the second one was never an opinion from the moment I met that guy – Yagari Touga.

It was a cold winter day the first time we met. I was in the orphanage for just a few weeks, but I was constantly getting into fights with those stupid kids who always joked about how I looked – soft like the snow, with my pale skin and silver hair – I hated them for that. I was in one of those fights when he first approached me. Even now I can still remember the words he told me, because he was the first one to make me blush – this stranger with shining blue eyes. He said that I looked like a rose. A silver rose – delicate at first look, but strong after better knowing. He also said that I was born for other purpose than to play in the snow with kids. That I should let him change my life. That day, I took his hand and we left the orphanage – of course he paid a high price for me.

The first time I saw the Palace of Dreams at the end of the Red Light District from the window of the car, I was immediately captivated by it. It really shone thru all the small brothels like a palace, magnificent and beautiful – and Yagari Touga was the one who owned it.

When all was explained to me, I wasn't disgusted by the idea of selling my body in the future, but I really couldn't imagine it. He told me not to think about that too hard for now, and promised me he will definitely make me shine beautifully, like the rare diamond he thought I was.

Later that night, I was introduced to Kaien Cross, the elegant beautiful man who was supposed to teach me all about the etiquette. Because – as he always liked to tell us – courtesans in here are not like any other prostitutes. Our job is not to just simple sleep with the costumers, there are many arts that can be enjoyable and will lead to the simple but pleasant act.

I always enjoyed his lessons – I could always be myself around him, even if he tried really hard to change that stubborn personality of mine. Like all the new ones, we weren't allowed to sleep with the patrons yet – we were just too innocent at that time, like Yagari liked to tell. This was the one of the many things that distinguished the Palace of Dreams from the other brothels – because the patrons were not simple people like the customers in other brothels, but the richest people from all around the world – it had its standards to keep. I was glad for that – because I heard stories about the other brothels, where when you were sold to them, you were stripped from all the rights and used like plaything for old perverted man, and no one cared what became of you, even if they killed you. Yagari always gave a thoughtful background check to all the new patrons. He was the one who choose the courtesans for them – not the other way around – and for that he was famous – he could always tell what the patron wanted and choose adequately the one who could satisfy them the best.

The one thing that was taboo was a relationship between workers – be it the courtesans, or the ones taking care of them. But the more taboo one thing was, the more tempting it was. There were many who's caring and longing looks I have caught, as they thought no one was looking at them. The most shocking pair I have discovered was Yagari and Kaien. First, I thought the loving looks they were giving each other and those secret smiles weren't real, but after half a year, I discovered they were lovers.

That time I have nearly accidentally walked in on them, when they were in each other arms in Yagari's study, kissing passionately – so much lost in their own little world, that they weren't aware of me peeping from the slightly opened door. They looked so good together, and I just couldn't take my eyes off of them – I felt like I was glued to the spot. My mind was too occupied from looking at their dancing bodies as they became one being, than to take into consideration the shouts deep inside me about inviting their privacy. That was the first time I got hard looking at two guys making love – I run away with my face flushed to the nearest bathroom to take care of my little problem. I never spoke of it, but in that moment I wished that I too, would be able to taste that feeling of loving and be embraced by the one loving me back. And I also thought that it was an impossible dream for me – being in this kind of business.

At the age of twelve, when we were no longer considered as too young and innocent, my mizuage came. It was a day – night – of many firsts for me – and it started with me entering one of those beautiful Japanese styled rooms, dressed in this pale blue kimono with little black butterflies. I let my hair grow a little longer, but just to the shoulders as to not appear too girly, which was now combed up and held in place with this one silver buckle – I think with all that I looked too pale, but Yagari insisted, telling me that I remembered him now of that day in snow that we had met for the first time – and that way my violet eyes could stand out and shine more beautifully.

Mizuage is like a one night marriage – you exchange drinks with the soft music playing in the background, before your partner takes you for the first time – like a virgin bride. The one Yagari choose for me was a caring and gentle man, and what should have been the most painful experience, was because of his experienced touches and caresses made into an enjoyable one. That night, he taught my body to respond to the touches and kisses, to the pleasure he was giving it. I don't know what kind of person he was, because we never talked too much, just enjoyed ourselves.

He was the first one from whom I learned from, and my experience grow with other customers – everyone taught me new ways of pleasing your partner. After just one year, I became so popular and had my own few patrons whom I knew best – what made them happy, what made them aroused, what should I present myself to them as. Manners, tact, treatment of customers and of course the performance in bed – they all determine courtesans price.

Four years after my mizuage, at the age of sixteen, I was the best selling courtesan. I thought I was happy, because I enjoyed my life – I was proud of myself, of the position which I had right now and that time I haven't thought about the future. I knew that the life of a courtesan is a short one, that with the years and your body aging you can't do this for long – especially boys, as our bodies would loose the slight build, becoming more manlier. There were many who wanted to buy me out, but I couldn't bring myself to go with them. There was nothing I felt for them, there were no real emotions involved – it was all just a performance. Those looks and smiles I was giving them, the pleasure I was bringing them – never would I consider that I could have fallen in love. Never. Till he came.

That day started as any other normal day – getting up and spending the first hours with the apprentices. Every courtesan had one person who was exclusively theirs – one who was not meant to be a future courtesan. The one who was looking after me was this young red-haired man. His name was Kain, the surname I didn't know. Sometimes I had a feeling like he was a runaway rich brat, but I newer questioned why he choose to stay here. I didn't like him at first, but after two years, I somehow got used to him – even so much that I didn't even care to play something before him. I could be myself – my spoiled stubborn cold myself, as he used to say.

That day, he had prepared for me this beautiful red kimono with purple little lotus flowers – saying that Yagari wanted me to wear it. I let him help me get dressed, even if I was long ago aware of the way he sometimes used to stare at me – with lust filled eyes. There's no harm in letting him look, and he never tried anything else knowing very well the punishment we would both receive.

He followed me down to the magnificent hall, where the first patrons were already arriving, greeted by the young apprentices. There I spotted him, and when he saw me descend the stairs, he smiling sweetly hurried to greet me – Kaito Takamiya – with his messy hair and that playful look in his eyes, one could consider him to be still a child under that façade of a serious young man he liked to present himself as. He was close to my age, and I very much enjoyed his company – thru the two years we had spend together as courtesan and patron, I got to know a lot about him. He's the young master and heir to a big company in France, and it was his uncle who brought him here the first time, introducing us. I still remember the flushed cheeks he had then when he first saw me – I would have never thought that he would really sleep with me then. He liked when I acted spoiled around him, but he was really great in bed – now I can say that I liked him to some point, maybe more than I should have. But it was newer love.

"Looking beautiful as ever," he took my hand and kissed it lightly, not breaking the eye contact. "Could I be your first in this beautiful full moon night?" I just smiled at him lightly, but before I had the chance to say anything, Yagari was standing by us.

"I'm really sorry, but Zero's not free tonight," not free? So there was a specific reason for that red kimono. I glared at him – I never liked when he did something like that – not telling me what awaited me.

"Oh," the disappointment on Kaito's face was really visible and he looked really cute acting like his favorite toy was taken away from him.

"Zero," Yagari turned to me, "There's an important guest coming today, and I want you to keep him company for as long as he will want to," that look of his meant that it's someone new – and I could see the trust he is having in my abilities. I don't like new patrons, as by the first time we are together I don't know their preferences. It's not like I don't have fait in my abilities, it's just… there could be any kind of trouble – but I trust Yagari that he knows what he's doing. I gave him a smile as the sign of acceptance – well, I don't have much of a choice in that matter. What he tells, that goes.

"Oh, there he is," and with that he was away before I could even blink. Turning around, I followed with my eyes the way he took, until they fell on one person standing close by the entrance. That must be him, I thought. And really, Yagari greeted him just few moments after. He was as tall as Yagari, his brown hair falling to his shoulders – he was in good shape, that much could I tell from the first glance I gave his body. As he turned around… Kami. I felt myself be pulled into those beautiful chocolate eyes of his that were now looking back at me – at that moment I felt like nothing existed except the two of us…

TBC…

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-The next chapter: - The Night When He Began to Change Something in Me -

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…I don't like long chapters filled with too detailed descriptions – sometimes it's just too boring to read even if the story is great – so all the remaining four chapters will be short, and to the point…