A/N: I noticed that I've been putting down lyrics to whatever songs help me through the writing of each chapter. I can listen to the same one a hundred times, if the chapter takes me 300 to 500 minutes to write. I'm a slow writer, and it does take me five plus hours to make a single chapter. I still look at the keyboard most of the time when I'm typing, and I type about 43wpm. When I'm thinking for a chapter, I type down an average of 8 words a minute, because I'm trying to think of what should happen next.

And compared to a lot of authors, I update quite a bit. XDX

Disclaimer: I do not own Sanctuary, both the song and lyrics belong to the awe inspiring Utada Hikaru. I don't own the introductory quotes for KH2 also, though I have bolded and italicized them to best match how the intro did.

"ღ*~+~*ღ"

"Kanpai!"

Shot glasses were filled and toasted to Zero's success. The sound of glass clanging together made Zero feel victorious, as every one of their accomplishments, Zero's, Ichiru's or their parents, were all celebrated with a toast, though back in the day they were given apple juice instead of liquor.

"Remember boys, I'm only letting you have one glass because you both have work tomorrow morning." Hikari said, eying them both before downing her own shot of Sake.

"That's fine with me, it tastes funny." Zero said, rubbing his tongue against the roof of his mouth, the sweet, fruity flavor turning slightly bitter.

"Then you probably couldn't handle anything stronger than this. Lightweight!" Ichiru laughed, elbowing his twin in the ribs before draining his shot glass, slamming it onto the coffee table in the sitting room. "Another please!"

"And how would you know how strong anything is?" Hikari asked her son, suspicious eyes set on him.

"Mom, heh, remember Christmas when you let us try rum cake?"

"Yes, and I remember you stealing the rest so you could eat it, and got sick. I hope that's the only experience you have to compare it to."

"I'm a good kid okasan." he smiled angelically, making Zero roll his eyes.

"You're going to kill your palette." he warned. "Then who's going to take over the family business?"

"Who said I wanted to take over the Café?" Ichiru asked, reclining against the couch.

"What? No, see, one of you is going to take it over. We can't trust the Café to anyone else. One of you or both of you. Hopefully, your father and I will be around for a long time. If that's the case, then your only hope is that your children will be the ones taking it over, and it won't have to pass through your hands at all."

"Pft, I won't be having kids. They're too much trouble." Ichiru laughed. "He's not having any either because-mnhs hunn."

Zero clamped a hand down over his twin's mouth, effectively shutting him up before he could say anything stupid, or revealing.

"Ichiru, mother does not need to know about my hopeless obsession with Kanon Wakeshima." he stage whispered, effectively steering the conversation away from his sexuality.

"How could you hide that?" Hikari giggled, the alcohol keeping her from suspecting anything. "You only run around the house singing her songs like they're going out of style. Is that the reason you wanted to sign with Knight Modeling? Now your sudden change of heart makes sense." she smiled, shaking her head at her cute son.

Ichiru narrowed his eyes at Zero, mouth opening to lick at his palm--a technique he used whenever he wanted Zero to back off so he could speak. It usually worked, but Zero only clamped down harder, proving how badly he wanted the issue of his sexuality to remain in the dark to their parents. Besides, Zero was, at the moment, bisexual, so the children option was still a possibility. But then again, even if he did have kids, he would want them to be free to choose their own path as well.

"Ughhh... Ah, you caught me..." he laughed weakly, trying to look embarrassed. "Well, Ichiru and I are going to bed now, I've got to be at the agency by ten for my first photo shoot. Night!" he called, rushing off to their room as he dragged his brother along.

"You didn't have to be so rough." Ichiru pouted as he closed the door behind him.

"And you didn't have to make out with my hand." Zero mumbled in irritation, sitting on the edge of the king-sized mattress that still sat in the same exact spot from the time he had been caught with his hand down his pants, figuratively speaking.

"Oh, but you shouldn't have any problems, since you've used that hand to practice making out when you were younger." the younger twin smirked, changing out of his day clothes into golden pajamas.

"You swore you'd never mention that again!" Zero said, eyes wide and threatening in a comical, well to Ichiru, manner.

"But it was so hilarious!" he laughed, throwing himself onto the lavender sheets, cradling an arm to his chest. "'Kanon! Oh you're so cute! Could I have just one kiss?" Ichiru sloppily ran his tongue along his own hand.

"Oh shut the hell up." Zero rolled his eyes at his brother's over-exaggerated childishness. "Why don't you want the Café?" he added on a serious note, changing into cream colored lounge pants and tank top.

"You're a mean drunk, huh? It won't be any fun to work without you." Ichiru coughed, breathing heavily from laughing so hard. "We're either going to run this together or not at all. I haven't decided what to do with my life yet, but whatever it is, I want it to be in a similar field where you'll be close by." he shrugged, pulling out his laptop to look through the thumb drive Kaname had given him.

"Ichiru, did it ever occur to you that we're going to have to live apart one day? We're going to have our own lives. You'll probably get married to some gorgeous girl and get rich off of whatever you decide to do, and I'll be modeling, traveling from country to country."

"I don't need any of that." he stated simply, not looking away from his computer screen with a frown. "I support you modeling only because it's your dream, but I don't want it to take you away from me. Mom, dad, they'll be gone one day, and we'll only have each other. It started that way, and so it should end."

Zero frowned, seriously worried for his brother. Maybe, maybe he would be able to bring his brother along somehow. He was right in the sense that they would one day be all that each other had, and he couldn't just abandon his twin like that. But wouldn't that be selfish of him to disturb his brother's dream for his own? What was his dream going to be anyway?

"You know, people aren't going to like you if you have a clingy, brother complex."

"I only need Zero to like me." Ichiru said, turning clear lilac eyes to his brother. "No one else really matters."

"You're missing my point, Ichiru." he sighed in exhaustion, burying himself under the covers at his twin's side.

"You're point's coming across clearly, I just don't care about people that aren't you or me. Not that much anyways. Mom and dad are fine obviously, and I don't care about interacting with customers, but I could get by with just you for company for the rest of my life. I'm not all that fond of sharing you, since you're my brother, not theirs, but I guess having only me would annoy you."

Zero sighed as he curled up on his side, willing the alcohol to put him to sleep.

"I've finished your callbacks list by the way." Ichiru said softly, laying the thumb drive in front of Zero, who spun around to look for an explanation. "I wanted to help you out as an apology. I know how tired you are from today, and when that guy from the agency came around, he said you had to finish the list by tonight and bring it with you tomorrow."

Picking up the small thumb drive, Zero looked from it to his brother's earnest expression. He had forgotten all about the list, and decided that, even if he should have alerted Zero to the existence of the information, he should thank his brother.

"Erm, thanks, really." he said awkwardly. "Do you mind?" Zero pointed to the computer, wanting to check up on Ichiru's work and choices.

Ichiru shook his head, pushing his magenta Acer in offering to his twin. The files were neatly organized, each of them marked with one or two annotations and reasons for his choice. The fifty choices had been placed in the front, each of them clearly model material.

"You took care of this really quickly." Zero figured, agreeing with every choice.

Heck, they were twins, they had practically the same tastes in everything.

"Mnnnhm. I didn't want my dear brother to get stressed out, so I helped some."

Damn he hated when Ichiru did something so nice after Zero had to be a jerk, especially to keep him from being clingy. And the cycle repeated itself once again.

"You did good." Zero sighed, hugging his brother as he pulled the thumb drive out and set it on top of his completed forms. "Get some sleep, because tomorrow we're going to have a good ol' fashioned 360 live tournament."

Ichiru grinned, pleased that he would get to play with his brother again after such a long time of being at ends.

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Sulking wasn't going to get him anywhere, but Kaname couldn't help obsessing over the fact that today was one of those very rare days in which he didn't get everything he wanted. He had no idea why that little stint at the end killed his entire day, but not getting a reaction out of Zero had been a real damper. Other than that, it would have been one of the most perfect Wednesdays he had in a while.

Reaching into his pocket, Kaname pulled out his house keys, jamming them into the locks and turning them effortlessly. He threw the keys onto a random hook near the door before shedding his clothes so he could change into a velvet, leaf green robe and lounge on a dark recliner in the spacious sitting room. He brought his iPhone with him, keying in a text message before placing it upright in a specialized holder in one of the arms.

To: Senri S.
Subject:
Message:

Hey. Want to play Call of Duty?|

He didn't have to wait long before a response vibrated in.

Can't. On a hot date with Rima. She's modeling saran wrap for me right now. I'll send pics later.

"Ugh." Kaname sighed, leaning back and pulling a remote for his flatscreen out of a side pocket on the recliner.

He flipped on the TV and surround sound, powering on his back-compatible PS3 so he could play Kingdom Hearts Two. While the game loaded, he decided to pester Shiki one more time.

I don't want nude pics of your girlfriend. I will, however, take some of your boyfriend.|

The response was instantaneous.

From the "no" to the "way". Takuma would talk my ear off if he found out.

And Rima likes you whoring her nudes around?|

She doesn't care, publicity is publicity, and it's not like I'm taking explicit photos.
You're awfully chatty tonight. Something eating you?

Not in particular...|

*Sigh* I know that ellipsis anywhere. Get on Yahoo IM. We'll chat there.

Kaname up and took a short walk to his office, unplugging his Mac from the desk to bring it back to the living room. He signed on to the IM system, opening video chat. Shiki accepted to view Kaname's camera, but denied access to his. Rima was probably being weary of anything that wouldn't be a single still picture.

senrithebeastshiki: Well don't you look comfy?
kanameyekandy: *whispers* I know Takuma tops you.
senrithebeastshiki: And how the hell do you know that?
kanameyekandy: I got him to confess.
senrithebeastshiki: You bribed him somehow.
kanameyekandy: Nope. I was just my usual, charming self.
senrithebeastshiki: Ahh, I see, you threatened him.
kanameyekandy: Can't help it if I'm oozing sex appeal.
senrithebeastshiki: You keep hitting on my man and I will beat your ass.
senrithebeastshiki: This is Rima. You can have Ichijou as long as we're all still friends at the end of this.
senrithebeastshiki: Ignore what Rima's saying, she just wants to have us both, but that's cheating.
senrithebeastshiki: Oh, but if you go out with the both of us then it's not?
senrithebeastshiki: It's not, because you're different genders. If you guys were the same gender, then it would be a different story.

Kaname let their argument play out, smirking because he knew that it would pass the point of ridiculousness before they even noticed that he wasn't responding.

He decided to start a new game, just because he wanted to hear the theme song and watch the opening sequence.

A Scattered Dream
That's Like A Far-Off Memory

A Far-Off Memory
That's Like A Scattered Dream

I Want To Line The Pieces Up---
Yours And Mine

Utada's calm voice hummed the intro before she began to sing, relaxing Kaname considerably.

-In you and I there's a new land,-
-Angels in flight-
-wonK uoY nahT noitceffA eroM deeN I-

-My sanctuary, my sanctuary, yeah-
-Where fears and lies melt away-
-Music will tie,-
-wonK uoY nahT noitceffA eroM deeN I-

-What's left of me-
-What's left of me now?-

Ahh, that Riku. If only he were real... With those cute seafoam-green eyes and silky, silver hair.

Silver hair...

Kaname's lips pulled into a pout as his focus shifted from Utada's melodious song to the gorgeous onscreen character. When the introduction ended, Kaname restarted the system, choosing to load his already completed file, last save point at the Alter of Naught, so he could play with Riku in his party.

He messed around a bit, moving on to the final boss, admiring Xehanort's smooth, cocoa skin in contrast to his long, choppy, slate colored hair. Maybe Kaname would get a tan this summer...

-BUZZ!!!-

The pureblood looked to the screen of his laptop long enough to read what his cousin had just typed.

senrithebeastshiki: Hey, tell Rima how hot I look in her panties.

A shattering noise pierced his senses, drawing Kaname's senses to a continuation screen. That's what he got for not paying attention... He keyed out an annoyed message to his cousin.

kanameyekandy: You made me die, thanks a lot. D8 Jerk.

With a single click he opened photo sharing, browsing through his album to bring up an image of Shiki taken from an angle, his body was diagonal across the frame, as if someone standing over him had taken it, looking down. He was nearly expressionless, perhaps bored, or a tad pouty, but the entire picture, save for the panties themselves, was black and white, better to show off his sculpted abs and muscles as he slouched forward. The colored panties were baby and hot pink, in horizontal stripes, with lace fringe and a sakura colored bow on the front. They hugged Shiki snugly, easily outlining his erection from behind the soft fabric.

kanameyekandy: You should see his collection.

A second window popped up, inviting Kaname to a three way chat with Rima, whom he guessed got onto her own laptop. He accepted, entering the chatroom and setting up the photo sharing.

moonbunnyrima: So what's this "collection" you guys are talking about?
kanameyekandy: It's back from when he and I modeled lingerie and sleepwear for Kaldia. He kept going into your dressing area and coming back with the various panties he "did" you in, and paraded around in them. One thing led to another, and then the photographers were taking snapshots left and right.

He pulled a folder of his favorite shots out, placing them into the viewing tray for her to see. Rima recognized several of her panties, recounting each time that they had screwed in them. Towards the end of the slide show were a few pieces that she didn't recognize.

moonbunnyrima: And whose panties are these?? Hm? Shiki?
kanameyekandy: They're his panties.
senrithebeastshiki: Hey, those are my dedicates you're talking about! They're called manties. D:
moonbunnyrima: Which is hotter, that or my saran dress?
senrithebeastshiki: ...
senrithebeastshiki: Cuz, it's time I went to live up to my screename.
senrithebeastshiki: *Whispers* I'll try to get the webcam set up.
moonbunnyrima: Do it and it'll be just you and your manties tonight. DX
kanameyekandy: Have fun. D':

Kaname sighed, turning off his game, placing his Mac on the side table next to the recliner. Suddenly he wasn't so motivated to watch the yaoi implied ending of Kingdom hearts two, even if he still wanted to stare at Riku. In truth, it wasn't Riku that Kaname wanted to keep staring at, he wanted to study Zero, to try and capture his attention. No one had ever refused him before, not even Shiki, and that was when they were twelve and playing around.

So why the hell was that kid any different? Kaname had his address, his phone number, he could always drop by and ask him, or attempt to seduce him. After all, how hard would it be to convince someone, who might have orgasmed to your pictures daily, into sleeping with him?

No, that would be stalkerish, and creepy. And besides, the photo shoot tomorrow would give him plenty of time to needle the little human. He had signed up for adult modeling, and technically, anything Kaname would be doing to him tomorrow wouldn't be considered sexual harassment.

Glancing to the clock, Kaname wished that he didn't have to sleep so early. The computer display read ten pm, but his body still registered it as ten am. Damn humans and their crazy sleeping schedule.

With a frustrated sigh, one of the pureblood's hands slipped south, rubbing at the tip of his swollen head. He was thrusting into his hand before long, thrashing and writhing beneath the skilled expertise of his digits. His other hand explored his body, rolling his nipples between his fingertips until they became stiff, swollen peaks beneath his shirt. Kaname twitched and shuddered as he approached orgasm, hips pumping, legs curling inwards, back arching in delight as he conjured the image of Zero's face, his very expression from the picture in his portfolio.

"Nnnh!"

The pureblood furrowed his brow and bit his lip, whimpering softly, balling up in the recliner as his mind, his being melted, tension relieved in both of his heads, dripping along his hands.

He was sure of it: Tomorrow it would be worse.

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Sweat was beading his flesh, making his clothes cling to him like a second skin. At first Zero thought that he was sick, that he had a fever, until he woke up with one of the most painful boners in the history of forever. It was like he had been overstimulated for way too long. His balls hurt with the strain of all the excess sperm that still hadn't been released, and an orgasm was very much called for, needed, even if it was still so early.

Zero turned to sneak a glance at his twin, who was sleeping soundly on his stomach, face turned away from him. He seemed perfectly fine, unaffected by his little emergency, and he needed it to stay that way. He shifted the covers back, nearly making it out of bed before a heavy leg pinned his own down to the mattress.

Ichiru was clingy even in his sleep!

Shaking his brother off, Zero made a mad, hunched dash to the bathroom. Ichiru, who was left alone on the mattress, sighed and turned over to his side, face pressing deeper into the soft pillow beneath his head as he tried to drift off once more.

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That morning Zero sat on a bar stool in front of the tiled counter top like a patron, rather than behind it. He ordered Ichiru's special breakfast--customized tamagoyaki, along with an orange juice.

"Do you want any special filling in it?" Ichiru asked, staring off into space, not writing down a word his brother said to him.

"Seasoned pork and water chestnuts." Zero murmured, expression matching his brother's.

"What? Daikon radish?" Ichiru smiled, turning to walk away to cook what Zero wanted. "You eat like a pregnant woman." he laughed, disappearing into the back.

"Are you sure you should eat something like that this early in the day?" his mother asked, handing him his orange juice while tying her apron. "You should probably have something light for when you go over to the agency. If you get nervous, all that food will spill out when your stomach turns."

"I'll be fine mom. Besides," he said, thinking about the brunette asshole at the agency. "I think I'll be more annoyed than nervous today."

"If you say so honey." Hikari raised a brow, kissing her son on his temple before going to tend to an early customer.

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"Just the man I was looking for!" Kaien grinned, clapping Kaname on the back as he stepped onto the fifth floor of the Knight Modeling building in downtown Astale. "The people at Kaldia were so impressed with the spread you shot for Razaludé, they want to book you for another one of their shoots, but this time, it's for an advert. You interested?"

The pureblood smoothed out his ivory polo with a lily-themed floral print in raspberry, shoving his phone back into his baggy charcoal pants, walking with Kaien over to the refreshments area for breakfast, noticing how his new tangerine robe brought out the golden in the light brown of his eyes.

"Of course." Kaname scoffed. "Since when have I ever turned down major mags?"

"Practically never, I thought you'd say yes." he smiled ruefully.

"Pfft, there's no practically about it." he laughed. "So what's it for?"

"This time you'll be promoting their new lubricant. It's pleasure enhancing properties are supposed to be so effective that it can 'turn your seme into an uke'."

"So then it's a two model job? Who will I be working with, and how dominant should I portray myself with them?"

"See, about that, there's good news and bad news, depending on how you look at it. The good news is, that they want new blood, so you'll be able to work with a newer model. The bad news, for you anyway, is that they want you to play the role of an uke."

"What?" Kaname practically growled, arched brows drawing together in frustration. "You're kidding, right?" he asked, noticing Kaien's stoic face. "Holy hell, you're serious!"

"You have a reputation at Kaldia, and even in the industry as an extremely dominant personality. The new product was created with you in mind. If you can convince them that you're a blushing, squirming uke in this, then they'll renew your contract for one point five million."

"Well I am a whore for money, and I do enjoy trying out new things." Kaname reconsidered. "Who will I be working with? Ruka, Rima, Sara, Maria?"

"No, think newer, so new, it's like you met him just yesterday."

Kaname's jaw dropped, his expression tuning joyous.

"They're booking me for a gay shoot? Finally? Wait," the smile fell. "with Zero? He has no idea how to function in a photo shoot!"

"The people at Kaldia think so. When they contacted me last night they specifically requested me to pair a veteran with a newbie to increase appeal. They asked if I had anyone good enough for the role, and Zero did check the box to specify that he wanted to work with adult shoots."

Zero, in charge of him? That was laughable. Then again, he did stand up to the pureblood. Maybe being an uke for a day wouldn't be that bad. Besides, it was only acting.

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When Zero entered the fifth floor studio at Knight Modeling, it had been transformed. The catwalk was hiding behind a massive white screen, setup complete with a two round beds, both donning silky sheets, one of them scarlet, the other azure.

"Welcome to the Lion's Den, love." Kaname practically purred into Zero's ear as his strong arms encompassed him from behind. "Or you could call it, the Vampire's Love Nest. Either way, we'll make the bed and sleep in it in this one." he laughed huskily, trailing his fingertips over the thin cloth of Zero's white muscle shirt, breath and touch leaving a warmth along his body.

"What the hell's going on?" Zero shivered from the touch, more than his interest arousing when his fingers played with the hem of his low-rise jeans.

"Are you ready for a night in paradise with your pureblood lover?" he lapped at Zero's neck, enjoying how he quivered.

"This is the photo shoot?" Zero asked, eyes wide.

"No, the beds are there for hot, raw sex, but you can use them for a shoot if you like." he rolled his eyes. "I need you to do something for me."

"I'm almost afraid to ask?" he said, shoving Kaname off of him.

"Hah! Hey, Kaien, this stuff really works. You should give some to Zero."

"I think we gave you too much." Kaien smirked, looking Zero up and down in greeting, making him feel very much like a piece of meat on display.

"Relax, I'm completely in control, just getting into character for the kid." Kaname reassured the photographer, unconvincingly.

"Well your character better be present too. We can't do this advert with two seme."

"Is this some sort of a sex ad?" Zero asked, alarmed.

Kaname nodded from behind, slowly circling around the silver-haired youth, pulling the silk obi of his robe loose, allowing the smooth material to slip from his shoulders and body to pool on the floor. Zero gawked, seeing in person what he had only jerked to in pictures. Kaname's body was beginning to attract him nearer when his next word came as a command, simple, yet so demanding as he gave Zero an obviously lust-filled stare.

"Strip."

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A/N: Question - is the format bugging you?

Also, those emails are real. XD

I'll be thinking up some hotness for the next chapter. ;)

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