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Zero stood at the front doors of the Moon Dorm with an armful of unconscious Vincent in his arms, contemplating what to do. He couldn't very well walk in like this- the vampires already did not trust him, and as it was now, it would look like he had done something to hurt Vincent.

His inner beast rumbled suddenly at that thought. He would make sure never to hurt Vincent again. Doing so before, cutting him with harsh words had always made his heart ache, and when he saw Vincent so angry and upset about his leaving just a little while ago… It had simultaneously soothed and hurt something inside of him.

So no, hurting Vincent was something he would make sure not to ever do.

Which led him here, to the Moon Dorms, about to go and ask Kuran for his help. Zero gritted his teeth at that thought. The words asking, help, and Kuran didn't ever willingly appear in Zero's vocabulary. Ever. And definitely not combined in one sentence.

But, without Kuran's help in erasing Vincent's memories of his screw- ups tonight, Vincent, in the end, would
only be hurt more. Hurt at either his hands, when he had to reject the ravenette for the boy's own safety or by the Vampire Council when they learned that an unknown human had learned about, and inadvertently bonded to a vampire. They would definitely come to kill Vincent if they learned about this.

And Zero would not allow this to happen.

So, after much internal debate, Zero came to a decision. Gritting his teeth, he reluctantly held up a hand and rapped on the wooden doors, then stepped back.

He didn't bother to knock again. He knew the vampires had heard it, and had most likely known he was out here. It just depended on them as to whether or not they were going to open up.

Luckily, it would seem that they had decided to. Unfortunately, the vampire that opened the door was not one that Zero would have liked to.

His lip involuntarily curled as he was greeted by icy blue eyes, and a scowl as Aido opened the door. "Kiriyuu," the vampire bit out. "What do you want?"

Narrowing his eyes, Zero replied in similar fashion. "I've come to return something that belongs to the Night Class." He hefted up the light form of Vincent to indicate it was him whom he was talking about.

Aido's eyes glanced down at the unconscious form, then a dismissive hand was waved as Aido stepped aside. "Oh, it's just the human. Apparently Takuma let him out," Aido said carelessly.

Let him out? Zero glared at the vampire. "You speak about him as if he's a dog," Zero said coldly.

Aido shrugged carelessly, a little smile coming to his face."Perhaps he is. Not quite a human, yet not something anyone recognizes, either. So in fact, he probably could be called a mutt," Aido finished, smirking. "And you're on the same level as him."

Unfortunately for the aristocratic vampire, he didn't see the telltale glint of green that had entered Zero's eyes as the vampire spoke, as well as the pupil's edges just starting to turn a glowing crimson.

Zero didn't give one flying fuck about insults directed at himself- he knew what he was, and while he still struggled to accept it, at least he was trying to deal with it. But the bastard had insulted Vincent, which his beast, and himself, did care greatly for. And both himself and his beast would not allow what was theirs to be insulted. And so Zero saw red.

In a movement so fast that even Aido was unable to see it, Zero had lowered Vincent to his back onto the floor, and had the other vampire pinned a foot above the air to the wall by his shoulder, Bloody Rose cocked and primed, the barrel shoved inside the shocked vampire's mouth.

And Aido was shocked. Zero was both hunter and vampire, and as a result was extremely fast, but Aido should have at least been able to see the prefect's movements. Actions fast as that were unnatural. And as Aido stared into furious crimson eyes with a taint of emerald green, he blanched at the deadly intent he saw in them. Zero was always hostile, but he had never crossed into this realm of murderous fury he saw in Zero right then.

And Aido's terror only grew as Zero's hand on his shoulder tightened, and he could feel the bone strain under the pressure. When had Zero gotten this strong?! It was nearing pureblood level strength- perhaps even surpassing it.

Zero saw Aido's fear, and he smirked, his beast rumbling in approval. Insulted what is ours. Let him pay! His beast roared, and Zero agreed. Smirking maliciously, he hissed,"You need to learn to keep your mouth shut. Perhaps this," he shoved the barrel in farther, "will help teach you."

"Kiriyuu!" Ichijo's worried voice reached his ears, and he growled at the interruptance. Did he have to interfere now, when he was about to teach this pathetic little worm a lesson that he desperately needed?

"Zero, what would Vincent say? Would he really want this?!"

That stopped Zero. What would Vincent think?

Sighing, the crimson started to bleed back to amethyst as Zero realized that Vincent probably wouldn't want a classmate harmed. Even one that had insulted him.

He saw the relief in Aido's eyes as he pulled the gun out of the vampires mouth, the barrel dry as Aido's mouth had gone dry out of terror. Still, he couldn't let the slander to Vincent go, and so instead of holstering his gun, he tapped it against Aido's temple once- a warning. "Insult Vincent again, you worthless bloodsucker," Zero hissed, "and you'll have me to deal with. And when that happens, I'll make sure your savior isn't here." He jerked his head to the side to indicate Ichijo, who was watching the scene tensely.

And with that, he dropped the shorter vampire to the ground, ice-blue eyes now staring up at him warily, fearfully.

Reholstering his gun, Zero turned back to Vincent, gently picking him up once more and returning his attention to Ichijo, who was watching the proceedings tensely. "I suggest you keep a better leash on him," Zero said coldly,"or at least a muzzle. His mouth is going to get him killed- or his tongue ripped out."

And not saying another word, Zero turned and started towards the stairs, heading towards Kuran's office.

Meanwhile, the two blonde vampires watched him go. Aido stood up, rubbing his throat, then turned to Takuma. "What the hell was that?!" he demanded of his companion.

Takuma, still watching Zero, replied. "It is Kaname and Zero's business, Aido. Not ours to interfere and meddle in." He faced Aido, who saw that his usually sparkling eyes were contemplative, and slightly sad and worried. "What happened between those three is their own business- And I'd say Zero was serious with his threat. Best leave them alone, Aido." And then his emerald eyes grew cold. "And Aido, Vincent is my friend as well. Insulting him would be the same as insulting me. Don't forget that."

And with that, Ichijo was walking away, leaving Aido to stare after him, all at once confused and apprehensive.

Zero wasn't one to deal with those he disliked with cool politeness, unlike certain, filthy brunette purebloods. In fact, the silverette was more of the one to be as damnably rude as possible.

Which explained why, instead of knocking on Kuran's door, he simply pushed the door open with his foot since his arms were full, and walked straight over to the soft leather couch to lay Vincent down on it.

"…What happened to manners, Kiriyuu?" Said the pureblood, letting out a long-suffering sigh as he watched from behind his wooden desk.

Zero snorted in disdain. "They got left behind at the door of the same race that killed my family." He arranged Vincent carefully on his back, making sure that he would be comfortable when he awoke.

Without any memories of what had transpired earlier.

And for some reason, that hurt.

After Vincent was arranged to his liking, Zero crossed his arms and faced the pureblood, the warm look that had been in his eyes for Vincent quickly cooling to an icy glare for the pureblood. "I've done my part- I've decided to let him go. Now it's time for you to do yours."

"Of course," the pureblood murmured, gracefully getting up from his seat and coming around to stand at Vincent's side.

Zero watched the pureblood keenly, never taking his eyes off the pureblood. There was something about the way that Kuran talked and acted towards Vincent that set his teeth on edge and had his inner beast growling. It was as if Kuran treated Vincent… specially. Like he treated Yuuki.

And that made Zero tense. Vincent was his, his own, and he would not allow the other vampire to infringe on what was rightfully his.

And in a way, Kaname could sense this. He could feel Zero's cold amethyst gaze on his back as he knelt down beside Vincent, and raised a hand to rest it on the pale, smooth forehead. He gently flicked away a few strands of hair that had fallen onto Vincent's face, which caused the prefect behind him to growl.

"Just do your job, Kuran, then I'm taking him back to his room," the prefect hissed.

Kaname ignored Zero, placing a hand, palm-down on Vincent's chest, the other already on his forehead. Then, gathering his pureblood powers, he pushed his consciousness into Vincent's.

Vincent's mind was... interesting, to say the least. He had a unique way of seeing the world-in that Vincent saw everything. Every little detail, glimpse, nuance of everything-none of it escaped Vincent's attention. And his mind, even if it was not aware of it, processed everything at a rapid speed, making calculations and conclusions much faster than a human mind would be able to. It was inhuman, but then again, Kaname knew Vincent wasn't human.

Exiting Vincent's conscious awareness, he accessed another part of Vincent's brain, the one he needed to get to- his memories. He bypassed the section that held the long-past memories; he already knew that it would be empty, and so he moved to the more recent ones, which he needed to lock away.

Once he found them, he flitted through them, going back until he found the period that he needed to start from- the moment when Vincent first saw Zero staggering towards the Chairman's house. Using his powers, he started locking away the memories, going forwards until he reached the part when Zero had pulled that nerve-pinch on Vincent to knock him out.

And then, Kaname went back and planted a new, fake memory, in which Vincent finished his classes, came back to the dorm, took a shower, and then went straight to bed.

There was no memory of Vincent's blood being drawn, no bond being formed, and no, -here Kaname gritted his teeth- no kiss.

Kaname surveyed Vincent's mindscape, rerunning through the false memory to make sure everything matched up. When he was sure it did, he started to make his way out of Vincent's mind, when a sudden thought hit him. He knew that Vincent had a bond towards Zero, but how, exactly, did Vincent feel towards the prefect?

Kaname knew that it was probably wrong- he was encroaching on Vincent's personal memories, but Kaname's curiosity got the better of him. So he turned back, traveling along the path that led to Vincent's feelings.

Minds are funny things- they're almost like worlds, with different paths leading to the parts of the brain, and doors that allowed entry to these parts. And so Kaname went through the door leading to Vincent's feelings. Once inside, he concentrated, searing out Vincent's feelings for Zero, tracing them all the way back to when the boy had first set eyes on the prefect. He then momentarily unlocked the memories he had sealed away, and then dove into Vincent's feelings regarding the prefect.

The first moment- Relief. Realization: The crowd of girls was stopped. White armband-Disciplinary Committee. Must be Zero.

The second moment- Fascination-He's extremely handsome, like those of the Night Class. And his eyes- they aren't normal. They're odd, too.

The third- Gratitude- Thank you, mouthed. He didn't judge. And he stopped the crowd. Thank you, Zero. Thank you.

And then, later that night-Curiosity-Do people ever find your eyes odd?

The next moment- Disappointment-He must not want to talk about it.

The next day, after he climbed the walls-Deeper fascination- He looks so cold, but there has to be some kindness inside him. There's more to him than meets the eye- he's deeper. And the sun glints off his hair so beautifully-

The next moment-Realization-Zero is actually a beautiful man…

That night-Pride- Not many would be able to do what Zero did; helping his best friend get closer to the man he himself disliked.

The next moment-Hurt- Remember…No, can't. Can't remember. He's right. But does he have to say it like that? How does he know?

That night- Anger. Resignation- He shouldn't have said that. Should let him suffer…No. No one deserves to just suffer like that. Fine. Help, then.

A few minutes later- Happiness-He… understands? He won't tell? Thank you. Thank you. You're actually quite the decent person, Zero Kiriyuu.

The next afternoon- Confusion, Sympathy-Why is Zero out of class? No, don't say that, Kaname. He's hurting. You don't prod at someone who's already hurting. Leave Zero be.

Later- Anger, Confusion-What's Zero doing here? No, don't fight! This won't happen!

Then, overwhelming anger, growing and curling inside until it felt ready to snap. The feel of not being really there, as if something was taking over his mind, his anger controlling him. Then, normal once more as Yuuki came and the threat was
gone.

The next moment- Hurt. Hollowness- He's right. Don't belong here. Don't really fit in. Can't… Why would you say something like that, Zero? Can't be around you any longer.

Later that night- Confusion, Irritation, Resignation- Why is Zero stumbling around? Another one of his fits? If so, then he's hurting… good. Deserves it… No, no he doesn't. Does he need help? Shouldn't care… Urgh! Fine. Hold on Zero, are you alright? Do you need help?

At Kaien's house- Confusion. Horror- Zero…? Are you a vampire? So much blood… No! You'll kill Yuuki if you don't stop! You'll never forgive yourself! Stop, Zero!

A moment later-Pain, Dizziness- Fangs… Damn, those are sharp… Wait, everything's getting fuzzy…Why…Can't think…

And then, it was the same as before, when Zero had confronted the Night Class earlier. That feeling of something that was him, but at the same time not, taking over his brain, controlling his actions. But this time, he didn't mind- not if it was Zero. It wasn't anger, no. He wasn't going to hurt anyone.

Then-Desire-Feelsgoodfeelsgood-God,amazing! Don'tstopZerodon'tstopneverstop! MoremoreMORE!

A few minutes later-Fuzziness, Confusion- Dizzy-feelsgood-blackness-stillsogooood-can'tthink -more!-too much-no, come back!

Blackness, then, as the something receded, and he was in control of himself again. Neck hurt, and-why was Zero covered in blood?! What…what had happened? No, Zero couldn't be hurt! He needed Zero!

Then, black around the edges, and he passed out.

Afterwards-Annoyance. Anger-Bastard! He's in the way! Zero's hurting! Get out of my WAY! Need to see Zero!

And that feeling, the one that happened to make him lose control came again, but this time, it was welcomed. He was just so angry! The blonde was in the way to Zero, and he needed to get to Zero.

Zero was his, and Zero was hurting emotionally! He needed to help Zero. His Zero. MineminemineMineMineMINE!

And then, at the gate-Sorrow, Fury- What-?! Kill him?! Never! Zero is mine! Death won't take him away! Could never kill Zero- he's too precious. You say no one's there for you, Zero, but I am. I'll always be here for you, Zero.

A moment later-Desire- So beautiful, Zero. Strong, magnificent. Can't get enough- want to crawl into your skin and stay there forever. Want you inside me, never leave. Couldn't take it if you did. You feel so warm, so good. Want more, more of you.

And that was his last impression of Zero before he felt something pinch him, and everything went black.

Deeply affected, Kaname shakily pulled out of Vincent's mind as fast as he could, relocking the memories on the way out and hiding them deep into Vincent's brain. Once back in his own body, he reeled back from Vincent, standing up, taking two steps backwards, only to lose his balance and fall to his knees.

He ignored the growls of the prefect behind him as he attempted to get control.

The depths of Vincent's feelings for Zero… they were the feelings of a true partner. Vincent was genuine about Zero- he loved the silverette.

Zero…

Kaname shook his head, trying to get Vincent's thoughts out of his head. He had forgotten the aftereffects of doing something like that. Once you immerse yourself in another person's feelings about something, they leave an imprint on you for a while. You feel the same way they had, and Kaname had forgotten about that.

Kaname desperately gripped his head as his own feelings regarding the prefect warred with Vincent's that were trying to overcome his own.

Zero was beautiful-No, he's a hunter!

He's strong-No! Shut up! He gave into his beast and almost killed Yuuki!

He's mine-No, he's mine, you bastard-what?! No! Stop!

Zero doesn't belong to you- only to Vincent- Stop! I don't want these thoughts! He hates me, and I him!

Zero is perfect- No… he's a D, he's flawed… beautifully, gorgeously flawed…

You want him-Maybe… Yes…

Zero is beautiful- Yes…

He's Vincent's- But Vincent doesn't remember.

So take him-…Why not?

"Kuran!"

He was suddenly hauled up and pressed against the wall, a pale hand on his throat, Zero glaring at him furiously. Kaname studied him, his new way of thinking about the prefect bringing a different perspective to Zero. And when he saw the prefect as Vincent did, his inner beast couldn't help but purr in pleasure. Vincent was right. Zero was quite perfect. But Vincent's memories were gone. Vincent no longer had a claim on Zero.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, his sensibility was screaming that his judgment was clouded, that he should stop before he took this any further, but it was a very small voice, easy to drown out and replace with thoughts of Zero.

"What the hell happened?! Vincent had better be alright, you bast-!"

Zero was cut off when suddenly, the pureblood's glazed russet eyes cleared, turning a burning red and focusing right on him. Kuran let out a snarl, and in a single, graceful movement, had flipped them so that Zero was pinned against the wall, Kaname's hand holding his wrists above his head and a long, muscular body pressed flush against Zero's back.

"What the hell, Kuran?! Let me go!"

Zero could feel Kuran's chest vibrate as a deep chuckle rumbled form his chest. "No, Zero," he said simply, and then leaned his head forwards to run his lips over the back of Zero's neck.

Zero jerked in shock, then unconsciously tilted his head to lean to the side, allowing the pureblood better access. "No, Kuran," he protested, even as he closed his eyes, allowing the lips free access to his neck. The feeling of the skin in the back of his neck being manipulated by talented lips sent shivers down his spine. Those lips were very talented, warm and firm, a direct opposite of Vincent's soft, plush ones-

Wait, no! What was he doing?! He should be allowing this! Why was Kuran doing something like this?! And why was he allowing it?! Vincent… He wanted Vincent, not this damn pureblooded bloodsucker that represented the race that had killed his family! He started to struggle, only to have the vampire's body press him harder against the wall, a well-muscled leg coming in between his own. It effectively pinned him to the wall, forcing Zero to freeze unless he wanted his crotch to rub against the vampire's thigh with his struggling.

"Damn it," he groaned. He was damned if he did struggle, and damned if he didn't. But not moving allowed Kuran to do whatever he pleased, obvious in the way Zero felt the vampire's lips curl into a smirk.

Still, he couldn't help the little hitch his breath gave when he felt a very sharp pair of fangs skimming along his ear, tracing the shell down to his lobe, and start nibbling on the sensitive skin in between each of his piercings. God damn it, he should resist, but the pureblood knew exactly what he was doing!

An opportunity for escape came as Kuran shifted his wrists to one hand, so the other could trail down and grasp onto his hip, jerking him back against the vampire's groin. His wrists were only held in one hand-surely, with his new strength, he could break free…?

But even as he tried, his body wouldn't respond. Inwardly, he cursed at its weakness, even as Zero's knees started to give out as the hand on his hip started inching closer to the middle of his stomach, and then down, intent on reaching Zero's groin.

Kaname inhaled Zero's scent, smiling against the prefect's skin. He smelled absolutely divine, almost as good as Vincent did. In fact, he was just about to open his mouth to reach out his tongue and take a lick when the previous thought made him freeze.

Vincent.

Kaname's eyes slid over to the sleeping form on the couch, blissfully unaware of what was happening.

With a jerk, Kaname released Zero, stumbling back in a very un-pureblooded manner. He watched in self- disgust as Zero whipped around, glaring at the pureblood while clutching the ear that held the utterly captivating piercings that had led Kaname to nibble on them.

"What the hell was that, Kuran?!" Zero demanded, amethyst eyes sparking in fury and indignation. "What the hell possessed you to suddenly molest me?!"

"Vincent." Kaname replied simply.

Zero froze, mouth open as he was in the process of cursing the pureblood out more. He eyed the brunette on the floor suspiciously, his eyes flickering in between Kaname, Vincent, and then back to the pureblood. "What do you mean?" he asked suspiciously.

Kaname sighed, getting up, and rubbing his forehead. "The memories in Vincent's mind that I did away with were focused solely on you, Zero. And when I delved into Vincent's mind, I overlooked a simple detail- the feelings that were in the memories, the feelings that Vincent felt towards you, tried to transfer over to me, to overwrite my own feelings towards you." Kaname gazed over at Vincent, his brows furrowing thoughtfully. "It happens every time I do something like this, but I haven't done it in so long, the detail escaped me. Every time I do do this, however, since my mind is stronger than most, I can resist the feelings that are trying to be forced upon me. The stronger the will of mind, the harder it is to resist."

Kaname turned back to Zero, who was watching him warily, but still listening. "The fact that Vincent's feelings towards you were able to override my own proves that he is on a level surpassing even my own- and that worries me. If he were to ever turn against us, I fear that we would not be able to stop him so easily."

"So you didn't molest me out of your own free will?"

Kaname rolled his eyes, unable to help it. "I tell you that Vincent could be a potential threat, and you're worried about whether me attacking you was intentional or not? You have some priority issues, Kiriyuu."

Zero glared at Kaname, who smiled slightly. "If it helps you to sleep better at night, know that Vincent's feelings towards you were strong enough to overcome my own negative ones. There's not many that ever have the privilege to be loved like that."

Loved… Zero felt uncomfortable even hearing the word. He shook his head, raising a hand to press the bridge of his nose in between it. "Whatever, Kuran. Just… get him back to his room. I'm done here."

Silently, Kaname watched as Zero turned to stiffly walk out of the room, throwing one last glance at Vincent, before walking out and closing the door quietly behind him.