A/N Well here is Chapter 4 a lot sooner than I expected. I had a little extra free time and decided to do a POV from Kaname.
He was getting away from me towards the end though. Primping and making himself look good for Zero. But don't worry, the angstfest is about to start up once again.
I should mention I played with the time lines a little. This story takes place before Maria shows up at the Academy though technically Z hadn't drank from K yet.
Disclaimer: Zero and Kaname aren't mine, I'm just having fun playing with them.
Chapter 4
Kaname sat at his desk, chessboard in front of him, his gaze unfocused. A glass of red liquid sat ignored at his side.
Sighing, the pureblood ran his fingers through his hair distractedly. It had been several days since he had seen the hunter. When questioned subtly, Yuki had admitted Zero was attending classes but that he was "unable" to perform his guardian duties. She had seemed uncomfortable with her explanation. Still, Kaname mused, it was unlikely she knew anything. He seriously doubted the hunter would have confessed of their tryst in the woods.
He was losing control of the situation and he knew it. The events of the other night were mortifying. He'd gone after Zero and ended up left in the woods aroused and alone. Still, Kaname was worried. The normally stoic hunter had seemed so distraught. The pureblood had hoped since then that he would run into the younger vampire naturally but Kaname knew how good Zero was at fighting what he perceived to be weakness and it looked as if the hunter was deliberately avoiding him.
Kaname thoughts returned yet again to the events that evening in the woods. The hunter had raced off as if demons were after him leaving Kaname lying discarded in the leafmold. He had made it back to his room without anyone seeing his dirty, disheveled appearance but it was humiliating and his pride had taken a serious blow.
He had always assumed he would be charmed and captivated by his first lover, who would in turn be equally enraptured. His lover would be the one person he would drop his calm and cool façade for and together they would be both emotionally and physically passionate.
He had never entertained the thought of Zero as his lover though the pureblood had admired the hunter since they had first met. He had been expecting to feel sorry for the younger boy, especially since the silver-haired boy had been so brutally treated by a member of the vampire hierarchy at the same level and social position as Kaname, but when they had met and Zero had actually tried to harm him, Kaname had found himself secretly pleased with Zero's strength of spirit, his refusal to give respect unless it was earned.
The pureblood had been intrigued by the boy's strength of character as well as the unusual combination of silver hair and purple eyes and had watched the hunter change from a boy to a young man with growing interest. When Zero had begun to express himself with piercings, Kaname had been surprised to find himself wanting to feel the contrast of cold silver and warm flesh against his tongue.
Kaname sat, remembering when Chairman Cross had returned with a newly tattooed Zero late one afternoon. The pureblood had ached for Zero as he imagined the young boy sitting stoically in some tattoo parlour while a fat sweaty man in a dirty tank top pierced the boy's sensitive throat over and over again with the tattoo needle. He had been both repelled by the tattoo as a visible reminder of Zero's inevitable slide into madness, and yet drawn to it because it was placed on Zero's flesh.
Kaname had never seen the tattoo in its entirety but had imagined it many times. The pureblood knew the tattoo's purpose was to tame the hunter and he found the idea both exciting and disturbing. He had guiltily fantasized about touching the tattoo, first with his lips, then tracing the intricate design thoroughly with his tongue. He would be able to feel the thrum of Zero's lifeblood pulsing under the sensitive skin. Would the skin taste different? he wondered.
Zero had grown into a handsome vampire with a fiery spirit and Kaname had not found it hard to offer his blood to the tempestuous hunter. In fact, he had to fight to appear aloof and calm while the hunter's lips and teeth seemed to both caress and ravage his skin and throat.
The older vampire had known in theory that after Zero had pierced his skin and taken blood from him, he would be even more attracted to the hunter but he hadn't been prepared for the depth of his response. The brunette vampire had savored the hunter's advances; had in fact, been caught off guard by the strength of both the emotional and physical responses the hunter had unknowingly coaxed from him. He knew that in the woods he would have done almost anything the moody hunter asked of him.
Despite Zero's constant display of distain, these feelings were now impossible to ignore. Pureblood vampires lived for thousands of years and Kaname wasn't prepared to ache like this for eternity. Zero obviously hadn't warmed to him very much since they had met but as Kaname's blood was now in Zero he wanted to believe Zero was experiencing the same feelings, even if only a diluted version.
Kaname was nothing if not determined. He knew Zero used anger to hold others at arm's length just as Kaname used his social position and serene façade to do the same. He would weather the hunter's animosity and carefully explain their attraction. Zero would suspect ulterior motives but Kaname would come clean and do whatever was required to prove his sincerity.
Armed with his resolve the pureblood straightened and made his way to his closet. He would freshen up then seek out the hunter and calmly coax his recalcitrant lover to give him what they both needed.