A/N: Writers block plagued me for the transition, but as for the end, I had no problem with it. ;) I warned you of drama about two chapters back, now witness the tip of the iceberg.

Soft edit, I have to add the accents (for e's) for the story later, I'm going to sleep.

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Just who the hell did that royal jerk think he was? King of the world perhaps? No, just no. Zero showed him that he could be in control, but was it enough? He was going to prove that he was a valid contender in the modeling world, even if he had to force his name, just like he forced Kaname to behave during the photo shoot. Actually, now that he thought about it, what the hell was that lube that Kaname rubbed on his lips? It made Zero feel weird, like there was an itch for something, somewhere that he couldn't scratch.

Passing through the front door of PePuri Cafe, greeted by a warm atmosphere, Zero made his way through to the back, where his mom stood over a recipe book and a large bowl. She looked focused on her task, too focused to notice that her son was standing in the doorway. Zero smiled, as he took the opportunity to scare her like he used to enjoy doing so much when he was younger.

"So what's for lunch?" he asked abruptly.

Hikari jumped, crushing an egg in her hand, the yolk and whites dripping onto her laminated book. With her clean hand she brushed her bangs back, apparently confused as to why her eldest son had come back to the cafe.

"I thought you were going to be down at the agency all day." she pouted, grabbing a dish rag to wipe up the slippery mess.

"Well I was, but being around that haughty vampire jerk is more than I can take sometimes." Zero muttered, pulling up a stool to the white tiled island.

He rest his chin along the heel of his hand as he slouched over the counter, using his elbow as support while he fingered the wet ingredients in the stainless steel mixing bowl. Zero was curious as to what his mother was trying to make if she was referring to a cookbook that she had hand written herself, from memory.

"You're the one who wanted to model. You get your wish and what do you know, you already can't stand your co-workers." Hikari shook her head and rinsed out the rag.

"I'll get over it." he sighed, pulling the book to himself. "What are you doing?"

There were all sorts of corrections written, some smeared, in dry erase marker over the plastic page. The red block-lettered shorthand stood out from darker fonts, increasing and decreasing amounts of baking time or ingredients for the recipe.

"Tweaking the recipes to make the flavors blend, or stand out, or mess with the texture... the usual." she explained, carefully ringing out the hand towel before hanging it to dry over an oven handle. "Your father asked that I email him a remastered version of our cookbook so he could test the confections on his french colleagues for evaluation."

"Already? That's rather impressive." Zero raised a brow, sampling the forgotten remnants of batter on his index finger.

Hikari studied her son's reaction to her pineapple-coconut batter, looking for any signs of displeasure. She knew that Zero's sensitive pallet, would be able to tell whether the two flavors were in harmony, or overpowering of one another. The elder twin suckled on his own digit for a moment, unfocused his eyes as a thought crossed his mind.

"The coconut creme should probably be added before the other flavor, in larger quantities than the pineapple juice because it has such a mild, mellow flavoring, but that depends on if you want to add fruit chunks to the actual cake and not just the icing, then you might have to use one-third of the juice instead of the normal quantities required here."

"You're always better with the tropical cakes than I am." Hikari smiled as she rumpled her son's hair. "I swear I can't stand coconut anything." she shuddered.

"Well you're better with the traditional cakes while Ichiru has a knack for vegetable-based ones." he added in thought. "He's a weird one alright, speaking of which, where is the little punk?"

"I sent Ichiru over to you with lunch just now, and some carrot cake, but I take it you two didn't meet along the way."

"You sent Ichiru to the agency?!" Zero stood without meaning to, knocking his stool over.

"I did, is that a problem? she asked, blinking in surprise.

What the hell? Who knew what kind of trouble Ichiru could get him into if he were to be set loose like a wild animal on the run at the agency? First adult shoots, and next, perhaps, porn? As tempting as that sexy jerk was, Zero did NOT want to have to get any closer to Kaname than necessary. Then again, he didn't want Ichiru getting close to him either.

"I have to go." Zero murmured, running for the door.

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"Rumor has it that you slept your way to the top." Ichiru started, getting directly to the point as they pressed into one of the quiet corridors along the first floor.

It was a nasty little whisper that had been circulating for a while, though not out in the open. Ichiru had scavenged the forums and websites that Zero liked to affiliate himself with to keep himself in the know about his brother's interests. He had to admit, while the model was rather handsome, he had some of the most scandalous rumors attached to his name in the tightest of circles. While rumors were just that, he couldn't help but think that there was more to the picture than he was finding.

"What makes you say that?" Kaname asked, raising his brows.

Oh how clever, play dumb. It only served to make him more suspicious in the eyes of the younger twin.

"I'm saying that, despite your status, you've had to do quite a bit of coaxing and coercion to become the success you are right now. I may not know the details, but I'm rather well informed, for a human."

Kaname shifted slightly, his gaze and tone becoming condescending.

"So what if I like a good romp in the sack every now and then? Who doesn't?" he shrugged his shoulders, hooking a thumb through one of the belt loops in his jeans.

He tilted his hips to one side, shifting all of is weight to the corresponding foot with it while he added an air of aloofness to his profile, wearing thing the younger twin's patience.

"I haven't pursued questioning for very long, and yet I'm already getting tired of you." Ichiru sighed, shaking his head.

A look somewhere between hurt and fury ghosted across the pureblood's features before he composed himself, his stance still a slight stiffer than normal. Ichiru noticed that he was beginning to grate on his nerves, if only a little. Even the most confident elites had weak spots, and he had long known that defamation was Kaname's hot button.

"Let me voice my main concern then, what do you want from me?" he asked, not bothering to look Kaname in the eye, fearing that he would figure out that he was a fake. "I mean obviously I'm not someone special, anyone can see that, but I still can't help but wonder what you would want with me."

"I'll let you know when I've decided." Kaname spat, storming away, ever the drama queen.

The younger twin smirked, obviously shaking his confidence with the way he had approached the situation. Zero was his brother, his family, and Ichiru wasn't about to let some unknown egotistical, self-centered jerk messing with Zero's mind. Sure he may had given his elder brother a lot of grief at times, but he made up for it in as many ways as possible, because he cared. These people in the modeling industry would probably scrap him for the slightest imperfection. It was only a matter of time, and he knew that Zero didn't need any leftover attachments to tug at his heartstrings once everything was said and done, especially when he knew the nature of the attachment in question.

"And hopefully you'll decide to stay away from my family." Ichiru murmured, watching him grab the bitchy vampire away from Kain as they reappeared from the elevator, and leave through the front entrance.

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For the past couple of days, Kaname felt himself experiencing more anger than satisfaction at his career choice in modeling. Sure, the first half of the shoot had been surprising in a good sense, showing that Zero indeed knew how to act, however mediocre he was at it. Though Kaname felt that it was less of an act and more curiosity than anything, judging how Zero had squeezed and jerked his cock, rubbing his thumb along the slit more attentively than any normal 'love scene' actor would have dared.

That sweet torture was enough to drive him insane. He seriously had considered flipping the attractive little fledgling over and having his way with his arse like he wanted, in front of everyone in the studio.

But his curiosity wouldn't be enough for the second half of the shoot. There he would have to take on a more assertive role, since their first shoot was aimed advertisement to humans. The second advert would have to be much more forbidden, dominant, erotic. The scarlet bed was there for them to shoot scenes directed towards vampires, where controversy could spark, if not done in an obviously pleasure inducing way.

Though society was rather diverse these days, equality being extended far beyond the reaches of simple skin color and race, but actual species now as well, if Zero didn't shape up, the shoot would not succeed as planned.

If there was more dominance than lust, then it would be automatically tagged as a racist propaganda in vampire society. If there was more lust than dominance, Zero would look like a clumsy uke. It was a delicate balance that had to be maintained.

The pureblood considered Zero lucky that he was so gorgeous, with his naturally silver hair and his take-no-shit tsundere attitude, it was all very appealing. Though his icy act was very, very... uncute.

Like just now.

It was rather infuriating to have his authority undermined by a fledgling, especially when sporting that icy attitude he hated so much.

So what if Kaname liked to sleep with people? That was no secret. Hell, sex was like his coffee, it's what got him up in the morning. Did it really matter who he slept with, since he was above most of those people now? Ugh!

Oh well. Whatever happened, he would still be above Zero, forever. He was a pureblood, and that kid was a mere human. Unless Kaname decided to keep him around, even with his vivacious youth and beauty, Zero's career in the modeling world would be but a short one without extended longevity.

Had Kaname intended to turn him? At first, no, after thinking through the benefits that he could gain by using Zero, yes, now, who the heck knew? That kid was throwing off his sense of direction with each new mood swing.

Holy hell, was this what he was subjecting his underlings to?

Not that it mattered.

"Ruka," Kaname started, walking with the female to the dark parking garage. "I'm beginning to think that humans are more demanding than we are."

"You're the one who wanted to work with him." she sung, voice echoing off of the concrete as she opened the passenger side door to his cherry Lamborghini to slide in.

"I just don't know right now. He's such a challenge, but there's something about him that annoys the hell out of me." he sighed, entering the car himself, slouching down in the covered seat as they both slammed their doors shut.

"Which is why I don't deal with humans." she snorted, flipping the visor down, threading her fingers through her hair. "But I guess you can't help what you're attracted to."

"I don't know. I've never been so stressed when it came to other people. Usually I just don't give a shit."

"Vampires, are, the way, to go-oh." Ruka sung again, pinching him lightly in the arm. "It looks like you've got it bad."

"Like previously stated, you're not helping." he whined, rather glad that he decided to return her favor and treat her like a friend. "Why must he make everything so difficult?"

"The challenge will be good for you. Once you figure him out, you'll realize that he's as dull and mundane as every other human out there, charm your way into his boxers, and be off to the next challenge with no strings attached if you trade him off to another agency." she stared at him from the corner of her eye as she continued to fix her hair, recognizing the uncomfortable silence. "You've done it several times before, what's the problem?"

"So you heard what we were discussing, huh?" Kaname sighed, fingering the empty ashtray absentmindedly. "Did the pyro hear us as well?"

"No, I kept Kain-san busy." she smiled in spite of herself. "He's a part of your faction, and rather intelligent."

"You're doting, Ruka." he pouted.

The busty vampire merely turned to him with her best smile.

"Then let's just take off somewhere. We have an hour for lunch, and we can spend it any way we like."

Kaname pretended not to hear the double entendre in her voice. Without making eye contact, he jammed his keys into the ignition, starting the engine with a fierce roar. He inhaled the sweet mixture of leather and gasoline from his car, and the soft cloying of pear perfume Ruka had traced along her breasts, suddenly wanting to drive to a place far, far away from downtown Astale, out to the countryside to lay in the orchards he was so familiar with.

"Do you want to go to the beach?" he suggested.

"During this time of year? It'll probably be too nippy for that." she shivered at the thought.

"Then how about I drop you and Kain-san off to your place? The pyro should be plenty warm." he smirked at her stunned expression.

"You're so going to pay for that."

"Is that any way to speak to a pureblood?"

"Nyun nyun nyun, blah blah blah blah."

"I so could make you mute for your verbal disrespect, and it would be perfectly legal."

"And yet I'm still talking." Ruka smirked.

"Here I thought you were a shy coward." Kaname shook his head, backing out of his parking spot smoothly. "Looks can be deceiving."

Ruka gave a little laugh as he considered his words, knowing that she could be rather excitable when she met someone famous for the first time, especially someone gorgeous, and powerful like a pureblood, like Kaname.

"That's because it's been a while since you looked past the surface of things."

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By the time Zero made it back to the Knight Modeling building, his twin, accompanied by a random stranger, were just exiting the property. They seemed to be chatting almost animatedly as they walked, discussing this and that.

"Do you mind if we stop by my apartment really quick? I have more casual clothes I want to change into so I can help you guys out today."

"That's fine by me, I don't want to return to the cafe just yet, I might catch some hell from someone there."

"So you have a twin." the stranger mused as he noticed Zero, brows raising in mild surprise. "Interesting, I assume he was born first because his scent is stronger than yours, but it's a slight difference."

But Ichiru wasn't paying attention to him.

"Zero!" he called to his brother with a smile. "Where were you? I brought you some lunch."

"What did you do in there? With Kaname?"

"What do you mean?" Ichiru asked innocently. "I only came to bring you lunch, but you weren't there. This is Kain-san, by the way, he'll be replacing you at the cafe."

His innocence edged into a smirk, and Zero knew he was trying to make him feel jealous that someone was going to work in his stead at the family business. Zero couldn't care less, as he knew that there was no way his mother would let him go so easily.

"Nice to meet you, Kiryuu-san." Kain said with a slight bow of his head in acknowledgment.

"Likewise." Zero smiled momentarily at the strawberry blond. "Are you sure nothing happened?" he eyed his brother in suspicion.

"Yes." he lied.

For a moment Zero considered his twin, wondering whether or not he should take his word for it. That was Ichiru he was thinking about, and it wouldn't have surprised him if his twin was lying again to keep him from being too rough on him during interrogation. He shifted his weight from one leg to the other, tapping his foot. Waiting for Ichiru to crack or contradict himself, much like he usually did under pressure, but to no avail.

"I'm keeping my eye on you." he warned, turning to Kain again. "Feel free to quit at any time, you have no idea what you just signed yourself up for."

"Thanks for the forewarning, but I need the money, so I'm willing to work through anything." he nodded.

"And hard work is always appreciated. Ichiru, don't make him pick up your slack."

Zero breezed by them into the warmth of the agency, not able to help himself from trying out the 'cool model attitude' just one time. It made him feel sort of rude, and he filed away a mental note to apologize to them later, not to mention his mother, whom he left hanging back at the cafe.

As Zero ascended the stairs, he mulled over the reasons as to why he had rushed back so quickly. The answer was simple--he was worried about his brother messing up his career.

But then why was his motivating factor, the one that had made him run six city blocks, back to work during his lunch hour, Kaname?

"Kiryuu-kun!"

What now? It hadn't taken him very long to reach the fifth floor, but the moment he set his foot in the door, someone was vying for his attention. Focusing on the speaker, Zero noticed Kaien, carrying a thumb drive and a small three ring binder.

"I'm sorry to bother you while you're on lunch, but I just wanted to have a little chat with you about your choices for callbacks."

"It's no problem." Zero smiled, trying to keep the situation with Ichiru from bothering him.

"Come with me." Kaien smiled in return, leading him over to the table with refreshments.

Nostrils flaring, Zero could smell the sweet fragrance of confections from PePuri Cafe, saturating the air with the scent of frosting, chocolate, vanilla, even strawberries and carrot cake, meaning that Ichiru had taken part in making cakes for the sampler he had dropped off.

"So, did you get rid of your brother?"

"How did you know?" Zero asked, tone sharper than he intended it to be.

"All the hunter families know each other."

Taking a pastry from a random box, Kaien pulled up a chair and sat at a vacant table. Most of the other staffers had gone to lunch as well, so they had the leisure to discuss whatever without much interruption.

"Speaking of which, how is Hikari-chan? Is she still as scary as she used to be?" he asked, mouth half-full of cake, hand before his lips so he wouldn't spill food as he spoke.

"It depends on if she likes you or not, but even then mom has her moments." Zero shuddered, piling meaty finger sandwiches onto a plate before grabbing a bottle of pop and joining Kaien at the table. "Does that mean that Yagari-sensei knows my family as well?"

"He gets along surprisingly well with your mother, but when it comes to Yami, he gets a little edgy."

"Why's that?"

"That's a story for another time." he winked. "But when you hear it, a lot of things will begin to make sense. As for right now, we're going to focus on your choices for the callbacks."

"You're having fun toying with me, aren't you?" Zero frowned over his drink, noticing the smirk Kaien was needling him with.

"All in due time."

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The hour for lunch had been spent quickly, Kaname and Ruka returning to the agency about fifteen minutes before the top of the hour, both whispering conspiratorially to each other as Ruka withdrew a pastry from the PePuri Cafe box. Kaname did his best to avoid the sweets altogether, feigning like he hated them to avoid Ruka's coaxing for him to try one.

"It's not going to kill you." Zero muttered from his place at a vacant table as he looked over a stack of profiles. "Unless you want me to make you one by bleeding in it." he smirked.

"You just think that I want all sorts of things from you, is that it?" Kaname pouted, leaning back in his chair, arms behind his head as he stared out of a window.

"You probably do. As to what they are, I can only guess at."

A shuffling of papers could be heard before a stack was tossed softly onto the table, the wind it created stirring Kaname's bangs, making them fall more messily into his face than before. The pureblood tossed his head back to clear his eyes of the strands, catching the back of Zero's white muscle shirt as he passed. He looked from the teen's nice, curved bottom and gently sloping back to the folder on his table, glancing at it for only a moment before his eyes rested on his backside again.

"What's this for?"

"Kaien-san said that he looked over both our choices for callbacks, that they were very similar and he would be using a mixture of our lists." Zero looked him straight in the eye. "What of it?"

"Back to work everyone!"

"Nothing at all." Kaname smirked, letting go to rise and prepare himself for the second half of the photo shoot.

Now he wanted to pretend like it never happened? Zero was either very focused, or very stupid to think that he would be able to get away with what he did.

The red lubricant was traced along thir lips this time as they lay down, starting off with gentle touches to get back into the mood, Zero was exploring more carefully. He made sure to grope more, keeping curiosity out of his eyes and crude satisfaction at the forefront of his mind. As his fingers trailed over Kaname's chest, tweaking his stiffening nipples, his other hand slid south, teasing the expanse of smooth skin before his pelvis making him squirm and writhe excitedly.

Kaname was becoming severely impatient. If he wanted so badly to find out what wanted from him, then perhaps he would show him once the shoot was over. The sound of shutters clicking was, for once, beginning to grate on his nerves. Kaname felt like crying out in frustration from the lack of lower stimulation he was receiving, undulating his hips, trying to get Zero to stroke him there.

"Ahh,"

His breaths were coming in short, excited gasps as Zero's fingers traced heated lines along the inside of his thigh. Kaname shot a lusty glare at him, demanding that he be touched.

"Just jerk me already!" Kaname growled in frustration, moving Zero's hand to the tip of his cock.

Legs spread wider as Kaname began to thrust into his manly hand, loving the fact that they were so soft from being constantly washed at the cafe, yet so rough from the fact that his skin was coarse because he was a male. Zero rose to his haunches, leaning forward over the sexy, haughty model as he lifted a leg and pushed it to the side.

Kaien was taking fantastic shots as the scene unfolded before him. The pureblood's scarlet face contorted into expressions of pure, painful delight as Zero's reflected the opposite, a sadistic smile painted on his features as he teased the red tip of Kaname's swollen phallus.

"Mhhnnn"

Eyes squint, Kaname spasmed beneath Zero's ministrations, thick, white liquids beginning to drool in small quantities from his tip. His back arched as he bit his lip, feeling the silver haired youth's heated length probe playfully at his navel.

"Down, down!" Kaname cried, lifting his hips as best as he could, trying to guide Zero to his hole.

He didn't care if they were in the middle of a shoot, not really. If he couldn't be the dominant one, then Zero had better live up to his role of seme and fuck his brains out.

"Z-zero... mnnnaahhh... hurry up and.... unh... fuck me!"

Grinning sadistically, Zero let go of him, nearly earning a growl of protest before he grabbed at the pureblood's hips, hefting them up to angle his arse beneath his throbbing length. He laughed internally at the amount of payback teasing he was going to do.

Placing Kaname's cheeks against his thighs so that he had more reach than the taller pureblood would have allowed him, Zero parted his legs forcefully, leaning down to whisper heatedly in Kaname's ear.

"Then tell me how badly you want it." he purred, slapping the head of his cock against Kaname's spasming hole several times in succession. "What's the magic word?"

"NOW!" Kaname ground out in his pureblood voice.

Over in the corner, Ruka, Ichijou and a couple of other staffers flinched at the sound of the command, their attention turning to the modern prince in case he needed something, even though their minds had already supplied the answer their instinct was steadily looking for. None of them could help since his command, his tone was so specifically towards a member not of their species, that they would have no power to soothe their eager liege.

"Mnn, that's kind of sexy, but your little voice trick won't work on me." Zero chuckled, licking Kaname's ear hotly.

So that was the infamous Command? Zero's mother had taught him about the special powers that purebloods possessed, one of them being the ability to command and control the whims and actions of their underlings. Too bad for Kaname, though, that Zero wasn't a part of his species. He was very, very close, actually longing to experience his first intercourse with someone of the same sex, or either sex for that matter. He had always imagined himself writhing and squirming, pleading beneath the vampire's touches as he had his way with him, but now that he had actually met the haughty bastard, he would rather die than tell him that his fantasies were such.

Kaname was ready to thrash, even if it made him seem like a spoiled child, if it meant getting what he wanted. He could hear Zero sigh, for a moment thinking that he would give in when he felt the tip of his cock against his entrance. The pureblood wrapped his legs around his pale waist, crossing his ankles securely, intending to impale himself on Zero's thick rod when the youth flexed, making his cock slap his own stomach, keeping it away from the experience that Kaname sought.

"Ninety-six frames! Good job everyone!" Kaien exclaimed, lowering his camera to check his shots. "That wraps up your first photo shoot, Kiryuu-kun." he smiled.

But as Zero backed off, Kaname attacked, flipping the order of balance, and the silver haired youth as well. The pureblood gathered his wrists in one hand, pinning them uncomfortably against Zero's back, making his arms bow in resistance, but Kaname didn't care. He used his knees to spread Zero's legs apart, reaching for the squeeze-tube of lubricant they had posed with. With one hand he unscrewed the cap and coerced a generous amount of the red gel onto his fingers before plunging his warm, slippery digits into Zero without warning, causing him to give a low hiss of pain.

The silver haired youth tried to thrash beneath Kaname's constraint, but the pureblood mistook it for a desire to thrust back against him, making him insert a third finger into Zero's already aching hole. He could feel every movement, every thrust, and the bittersweet symphony of pain and pleasure as his virgin hole was abused. He could feel a searing pain as Kaname scissored his fingers, stretching him apart none too gently.

Everyone looked on in shock, most frozen to the spot, unwilling to interfere with the pureblood's manhandling of the new model. Ruka remembered him mentioning earlier about how the lubricant he had consumed from the shoot kept his erection from receding, realizing that he couldn't stop on his own if he wanted to.

"Kaname-sama," Ruka started politely, knowing that she was no longer talking to her modeling co-worker, but a pureblood who still held the full power and authority of royalty in their society. "Please, calm down."

"Didn't you see the way he was looking at me? Ruka? He enjoyed teasing and making a fool out of me, the little slut!" he growled in a husky tone, dragging his fangs along the youth's back as he added a fourth finger to the protesting ring of muscle.

Zero tried his best to resist. He turned his head to the side so he could breathe as his body was forced deeper into the sheets, the pressure on his wrists and back increasing tenfold. He could barely utter a word, his lungs being crushed beneath the weight Kaname was exerting on him.

The pureblood simply had to have him. Since Zero had intrigued him by boldly lacing blood into his diet, Kaname had subsequently developed an interest in him. What the hell was that crazy kid thinking? And now he wanted to tease him to the verge of insanity? No, Kaname wasn't about to be disappointed like that. The photo shoot was over, and he would have his way with Zero, even if he had to make it a public show to let everyone know who really was in charge.

"Get Off!" a muffled growl came from the sheets.

It was ignored by Kaname, who was focusing on probing Zero's prostate.

"You're going to hurt him! he's only a human!" Kaien's voice sounded from behind as his arms encompassed the pureblood, trying to pry him off of the young model.

"Let go of me, I'm going to fuck him." Kaname snarled, infuriated that anyone would act against his whim.

Pulling his fingers out of Zero's entrance, Kaname swat at Kaien, who caught him by the wrist, glasses off, hair down, his eyes burning with a protective passion that all hunters were capable of displaying.

It was like the entire room had gone silent. One moment, everyone's attention was focused on the pureblood and photographer, both locked in a glaring death match. The situation between them couldn't get any more heated, and it didn't.

"ARGHHHH!"

Attention was only focused back on Zero once the jarring sounds of popping and shattering bones reached their ears. Though they cringed, only Zero could feel the searing flame of pain shooting up his right arm like a needle in an addict, numbness curling around his fingers like a suffocating glove. He was the one who had to suffer through the pain of feeling his bones ground against each other in his wrist, fragmenting at just the right amount of pressure, at just the right angle. It hadn't even been half a second, and already the little breath that Zero had left in his lungs had been expelled, gray splotches blooming in his line of vision, blinding him. That coupled with the twisting of his muscles, the sprains he received to his elbow and shoulder, Zero's brain kept thinking the same line over and over.

I can't take it, I'm going to pass out.

Conversation was a distant buzz as Zero's brows furrowed, his ears ringing while he grit his teeth.

"Someone call an ambulance, do not move his arm or else the damage might get worse." Kaien warned.

The photographer looked back to Touga, silently asking him for his help. Despite the fact that Touga didn't like the silver haired youth one bit, he still helped Kaien drag the shocked, nude pureblood off of an equally naked Zero.

"Ichijou, please clothe him, Ruka, could you fill a bag with ice please?" the photographer requested.

Both vampires nodded without a second thought, Ichijou running off to find a pair of comfortable, yet fashionable pants, Ruka finding designer handkerchiefs to wrap the bags of ice she gathered from a drink cooler.

Had Kaname just done what he thought he did? He hadn't meant to snap Zero's wrist.

He had only meant to fuck his brains out.

If Zero couldn't model any more, Kaname would lose a hot commodity, and therefore he would lose a LOT of money, and not to mention fame. Kaname could smell the blood pooling in Zero's wrist in small pockets where blood vessels broke, leaving internal bruises that would take months alone for them to heal. In the distance sirens waled to life, and Kaname still couldn't tamper down his hard on.

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A/N: I couldn't decide whether or not to make Kaname rape Zero in the one scene, as they already have a lust/hate relationship at the moment, and that could damage their already outwardly opposing dispositions, but I decided to get Kaname back to where he was and humiliate Zero. Ahh, how tempting the rape scene was though! (Maybe later?)

Pop. I hate that word when it comes to the beverage. I much prefer calling it soda, though they say it's a southern thing, but whatever.

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