Oh Hiyo! At least that's how I think its spelled. Any way that should mean good morning, but I'm not sure since all of my Japanese comes from watching TV... :P Anyway so you're back for another fabulous Chapter! As you may notice this is posted very late in the evening, that why the good morning. I am a night owl and more importantly I'm trying to set up deadlines for myself. Every Saturday I update! Yup that's right once a week! That gives a perfect about of time to let me get feedback from you people in time to know if I'm doing an okay job for the next chapter! So here we go!

4. For of Sugar and Ice I am Made

Zero pulled himself out of the water slowly. He devoured the contents of the bottle on the side table long ago. After the first glass it was like he couldn't get enough and he just kept drinking and drinking as fast as he could. He felt a little better now if nothing else. He still ached a lot though his entire body seemed to throb with every heart beat. Ha, his heart was actually beating again. He could feel its reverberating beats pounding in his shallow chest. But he had committed himself to work through his pain, as uncomfortable as it may be. He walked to a tall linen closet a few feet from the bathtub. He paused as he opened the slender cabinet. Everything was amazing to him lately. The whole closet was filled top to bottom with tidy folded white towels. There were small washrags on the bottom shelf and the rest was full size fluffy pure white towel. He smiled slightly to himself as he took one form a shelf. Then he quietly shut the cabinet door. Besides he only really needed one. Zero stopped at that. When he had had his own apartment he only owned two towels. He simply rotated every other time he did laundry. He smiled this time for real. Laundry seemed so hard back then. He never seemed to get it all right.

He tied the towel around his waist and continued out of the bath room, he walked in to the wash room and the smile instantly faded. The large mirrors over the sink told him he definitely wasn't no where he used to be. Absolutely no where close to that. His brow furrowed and he turned his face from his own reflection. He scanned the room for his cloths to find them gone. Instead wear a pair of light wash blue jeans and a white button up shirt folded neatly on the counter next to the sink. Zero sighed and dropped the towel pulling the shirt on.

Zero wasn't sure exactly where he was suppose to go as he shut the door to the washroom and was now standing in one of the vast hallways he had walked down on his way here. He looked down the hall on both sides of himself. He didn't remember what way he had come in from. Neither did he remember how he really had got there. One second Kaname was practically carrying him in to the entryway of the vast mansion and then he pretty much found himself in the bath alone. He was certain he had walked there on his own, but at the same time he really didn't remember. He looked to the large window opposite to him. Sighing he walked up to it. Looking out he saw the moon looking back at him.

He reached out his hand letting his fingers press on to the cold glass window pane. Cold, numb, kind of how he was feeling now. Empty almost, like he was made of glass. He was a fragile glass that everyone could see through and yet one touch could crumble him in to dust. His eyes wondered from the moon above to his hand, his skeletal hand. He tried imaging himself as a glass man. He would look even smaller and more skeletal then, if it was ever possible.

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

Zero spun to see Kaname's broad, strong, and handsome figure. He had, of course, changed suites by now in to another pristine white suit. This one was complete even with a black dress shirt under his suit coat and vest and a blood red tie at his neck. As always the man oozed of class.

"What is?" Zero asked.

Kaname walked to Zero's side looking out the same window he had been peering out of previously. "The moon,"

Zero looked over to it again. It wasn't beautiful to him, no it was scornful. Zero looked away quickly.

"I have a dinner prepared if you would like to accompany me." Kaname spoke in his smooth clam tone.

Zero glanced over at the man. Kaname was still gazing at the waning moon. Kaname looked absolutely stunning in the dim yet alluring light. His magenta eyes seemed to spark and thrive in that dim light. Suddenly those eeys turned ot him. Zero quickly looked away and to the floor.

He hear Kaname's quiet steps past him. "Come on, You need more substance than blood to get your health back."

Zero shifted his eyes from Kaname to the floor again before he started following the pureblood down the hall. He didn't look up he just followed as they descended a flight of stairs in to the entry way then down a hallway and in to a vast room. Zero looked up only then as they entered the room. He supposed that it was the dining room since in the center of the room was a long, but broad table. Only two chairs were present. They were facing each other each one in the center the long end of the table, leaving only the shortened width of the table between them.

Zero jumped abruptly as Kaname placed his hand softly at the small of his back.

"It's alright." Kaname said.

Zero nodded and walked forward ot one of the chairs. he sat down as Kaname seated himself in the chair opposite. Immediately as Zero sat several servants appeared. One placed a meal in front of Zero and another a place a tall wine glass, quickly filling it. Yet another approached Kaname with a meal. Kaname wave the servant off and just took the wine glass letting the servant fill it with the same red liquid as was in Zero's. Zeros glanced from each of the servants. They were all Vampires. Lesser indeed, one he was sure may have even been human once, but vampires every last one.

"You're not eating?" Zero asked. Only two servants stayed behind standing reverently at the door, to what Zero only guessed was a kitchen, as the rest all filed out. Kaname across the short span between the two at Zero.

"I'm not very hungry." He answered.

Zero didn't know what he thought of that. Zero wondered silently what he really wanted. Was it really him? Like he was supposing. Kaname wanted him healthy again, but why? If all he wanted was sex from him then why not just lock him in a room here? That would be a lot easier than going through all this trouble of trying to fix him up. There could only be one logical explanation to Zero. Kaname wanted something more from him. And Zero wanted to know exactly what that was…

"Is it unappetizing?" Kaname asked breaking through Zero's thoughts.

"What?" Zero asked. He still felt a little hazy, even now.

"The food, is it unappetizing?"

"Oh," Zero, realized he hadn't even touched the magnificent plate of food before him. "No its quite fine."

"You haven't' even tried it yet." Kaname pointed out.

"Uh, s-sorry." He said quickly taking a bite. It tasted as good as it looked.

He caught a glance of Kaname's smile as he started to eat more.

"You don't need to be sorry." Kaname said softly.

Zero didn't answer. He simply continued to eat.

"In the morning we'll be going to a doctor." Kaname commented.

Zero looked up. "A doctor? For a vampire?" He didn't even know there was such a thing.

"Yes, a doctor for a Vampire, he'll be able to tell more on the damage your bodies had and what we'll have to do to repair it."

Zero looked back down at his plate. "You don't have to do that, I—I can get through it on my own."

"Just like you got through your transformations on your own at Cross?" Kaname commented casually. Zero looked up with a glare. A smile blossomed on Kaname's face, "Now there is a little bit of the original Zero." Kaname took a sip at his wine glass. "Now all you have to do si start insulting me all the time and acting like an arrogant prick and we'll be back to normal." Kaname took another long sip.

Zero looked to his glass. Two ice cube floated across the top of the red liquid. he frowned as he saw it he had been wrong, he wasn't made of glass at all. Glass was strong in some respects, it would always be, like a rock. That wasn't zero at all, he was like ice, he could feel himself melting away even now in to the vast redness.

His attention abruptly returned at Kaname stood. He was alert now his whole body rigid. He walked around the table quickly to the butler standing at the door they had entered through. Zero didn't hear what the butler had said to Kaname, but the man nodded at it whatever it was and turned to Zero. Zero couldn't stop him as Kaname pointed his chin up towards him and pressed his lips down on to Zero's. His eyes went wide at the touch and he tensed a little before Kaname broke the kiss slowly.

"I have some business to attend too, A room has been prepared for you upstairs, get some sleep and I will meet you here for breakfast in the morning."

Zero stopped himself as he opened his mouth to speak. What he was going to say didn't sound very intelligent even in his own head. Pleading to sleep in someone elses bed after all wasn't a solid argument, especially in his condition. So Zero simply nodded and Kaname straightened all business like, before walking out. Zero looked down at his meal he might as well finish it.

The same butler led Zero up to his room that Kaname had mentioned earlier. Once in the room, the butler had without a single order turned down the covers on one sideof the bed and set a pair of pajamas on a stool at the foot of the bed before walking out. Zero had let out a peeped thank you before the butler was completely gone from sight closing the door behind him.

Left alone in the room, Zero gravitated to the window. On the panes a grainy frost pattern was starting to form on the outside. He pressed his fingers to it as he looked at it. the frost like Ice, brittle and fragile, and completely useless. Zero swiftly turned away. He was starting in to a mental sidetrack that he didn't want. Now all he wanted was sleep. He pulled off his jeans and shirt, picking up the pajamas he left the top on the padded decorative long stool at thee end of the bed, just pulling on the bottoms. A few moments later he crawled under the covers of the bed. It was only a few seconds before he was completely out

Hours later Kaname returned to thee housee. A foul air surrounded him as he walked up the marble steps and walked throught the oak entryway doors. he spoke to no one as he went. He simply wanted to got to bed. Behind him the sun was on its risee again, worsening the clear bad mood of the house owner, as he started his ascent to his room. He snarled at a small maid offereign to take his coat. He continued up until running in to his butler.

"Sir, Master Kiryu has been properly seen to his room and is to my knowledge now asleep." Kaname didn't answer only handed the butler his coat and gloves. Then he continued onward to his own room.

"If I may ask, sir, how did it go tonight?"

Kaname looked back at him. "Another fail trail." Is all he said before he entered his room slamming the door shut after himself.

The butler nodded and turned to the gloves and coat. More blood soaked apparel, he thought to himself as he held the coat away from himself, tkaign the dripping bloody mess down to the dumpster.

There you have it. I'm exhausted. And now I am going to sleep. I have finals to study for in the morning and am starting a new story hopefully tomorrow, it's a Death Note fic btw so I doubt any of you will be very stoked for it but yeah if you want check it out. Good Night all!