Disclaimer: It's been awhile since I wrote a fanfic. HAHA. I guess I kinda

do miss it. It's been about three years. New account3

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Chapter 1: His passion

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He clasped the sheets between his hands, fingers tracing every fold. He gently place it on his lips while smelling the scent that she left from her body and blood. He wanted her; He craved for her; He might as well lust for her. She was the one who kept him alive all this time, yet all he caused her was suffering and confusion. He fell on his pillow, letting the cold sheets cool his body heat. Ash mauve eyes were about to disappear in slumber, when a noise interrupted the only chance of peace he could get.

"Zero," a soft voice called out. "Your dinner."

He closed his eyes, hiding under the blankets that he escaped in. "I'm tired, not hungry," he murmured. Tone stiff and willing, making her let out a sigh. She placed her hand against the door, slowly letting herself in and making way towards his bed. He tightened his grip on the covers, curling up into a ball. She smiled as she silently srawled up next to him. He kept his eyes shut, trying to ignore her every attempt to get noticed. Her soft breath landed upon his lips, and he wished that it wasn't just air. It was close enough to be a kiss, her lips against his, yet the gap she holds between her breath declines the 'almost.'

"You gotta stop doing this," he murmured. "We're not kids anymore."

She frowned at his words while a concerned look stained on her face. His eyes remained

as they were, not wanting to look and relieve his urges. She smiled, though he cannot see,

he felt. "I liked us when we were kids," she giggled. "We used to sleep together! And I got

to hold you and I felt like a hero! Remember?"

The happiness in her voice made his heart retire, causing him to turn away from her and face the other direction. Lying on his side, he placed the pillow over his head.

"Zero.." She ran her fingers through his back innocently, without thinking of inappropriate gestures that shouldn't be done. She thought of no wrong in holding him, lying next to him, being close face to face. Child like innocence that made him impatient. The thing that caught his attention and drew him to her, yet at the same time, the one that's killing him.

"You're trying so hard.." Her voice deepened.

She turned his shoulders, putting her legs in between his. She lowered herself towards him, placing her nuck upon his lips. His urges went crazy, but he tried to stay calm on the outside. He held her by the waist and shove her off of him, her back landing on the bed; his chest atop of hers.

"Zero I want you.." she started, but trailed off. He wanted it to stop permanently, for her to just say those words, yet she continued. ".. to live, Zero. I want you to live. This is what you need, this is what you crave for." Her eyes connected with his, with sincerity.

He wanted to, of course, but tried to not give in. Eventually giving up, he made way towards her neck. His tongue traced every part that was sensitive, every part that he longed for. She dug her nails unto his chest, and with slight shivers, she gave a moan. She was driving him crazy with her pink lips that released the sweetest tone, uncontrollably. Her hand that unconciously touched him; her blood, sweet and arousing to him.

"Zero.." she breathed deep. "Zero.."

He couldn't handle anymore of the tease. Baring his fangs, he slowly peirced into her skin. The flesh that he had always craved for, was once again his for the moment. "Yuuki.." he whispered, words of passion unsaid. Again, the slightest moan, but this time louder. Her hazels caught his ash mauve eyes, and he quickly snapped out of the scene he had caused. He pulled off of her and rubbed his arm against his lips that blood dropped from.

"Zero?" her concerned tone was back, "What is it? Is it not enough..?"

Her clothes were slightly stretched; a bit torned revealing small parts of her flesh that he had graveled upon. His eyes fixed upon her body and his passion did not die. Even so, he managed to control herself.

"Get out.." his words were colder now. She looked at him with eyes that asked for explanation. He was mad, not at her, but at himself. How would he protect her from himself? "Get out!"

Her heart skipped a beat, and tears formed in her eyes. She quickly ran out of his room, confused and unwanted. He looked down at his hands, the one that held her body while she didn not have the slightest clue of his real intentions. Biting his lip, he buried his face unto the pillow and closed his eyes to sleep.

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End of Chapter 1

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Sushii : Gah, hope it wasn't that bad :/

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