Sorry for the long update, guys! I had to rewrite this chapter at least three times before I was happy with it! And it probably feels kinda rushed, but that's okay, cauce it's not "THE MAIN DISH", if you get mah drift, yeah? *wink wink*

So, without farther ado, enjoy chapter 4!

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YAOI=MAN-ON-MAN ACTION=SWEET AND JUICY SEX. IF THIS IS NOT SUITED TO YOUR LIKING, THEN YOU CAN GO AHEAD AND FUCK YOURSE—Err, I mean...ahem, you can go ahead and click the back button :D

WARNINGS: KaZe, AU, smut, a crazy Yuuki.

Chapter 4: Life-changing Situations...

When Yuuki had found out Zero had a new girlfriend, she'd told Kaname and the headmaster.

It had been over dinner, eating yet another take-out Chinese after yet another one of Kaien's failed attempts at cooking — God knew what had been wiggling inside that boiling water. She'd gone on and on talking about how beautiful Shizuka was, and about how well-mannered and graceful she acted. The petite girl had gone into details on how happy Zero had looked since he'd started dating her, how he'd blush in the most adorable way whenever Yuuki would mention the woman. She'd told them Shizuka had been a good catch, and how experienced she was because she'd been two years older than Zero — Kaname had raised his eyebrows at that, but had said nothing — and how matured she made him feel.

All the while, Kaname had been thinking of countless ways to murder sister and make it look like an accident.

"They're totally perfect for each other!" Yuuki had exclaimed excitedly.

Her animosity as she'd spoke had affected the chairman, who'd then joined the conversation with a bright smile. "Sounds like they're a match made in heaven, doesn't it?" He'd then giggled, and Yuuki had laughed, and together they'd kept talking about the silver-haired couple.

Kaname's chopsticks had snapped in half.

That night, Kaname had called Ruka Souen and had asked her to meet him after dinner.

He'd told Kaien that he had forgotten to take back some notes he had lent a friend, claiming he'd absolutely needed them in order to study. Of course, the headmaster had let him go, praising his son for being so responsible. The idiot had completely forgotten that Kaname was in the Night Class, therefore he could've taken the notes back in the morning, and Yuuki had been too much of an airhead for her own good to even think of questioning her brother.

So Kaname had gotten dressed in a simple, black, shirt and black pants, and had gone out. When he'd arrived at the designated meeting place, Ruka had already been there. She'd been wearing the skimpiest and sluttiest clothes the man had ever seen on a woman — a mini-skirt far too short to even be called "mini" and a tank top that had looked like it had shrunk in the washing machine (which it probably had) and had barely covered her body — but he hadn't cared, because her outfit had been just perfect for what he'd planned to do with her.

They'd ended up having sex in the woods right next to the Moon Dormitory, out of anyone's view, against a tree.

But Kaname had felt utterly disgusted the whole time. Something about fucking Ruka had felt wrong, which had been unusual, considering she'd always been his favorite sex partner. Yet, somehow, Kaname had found Ruka's skin too tanned, her hips too curvy and soft, her body too short. Her hair had been too long, too wavy, too...brown — the wrong color — and her eyes had been too rounded and big — also the wrong color. Her stomach had been too flat and her chest hadn't been flat enough. The man had always liked the way she'd pant in her ear, breathy sighs caressing his cheek as he'd thrust up into her tight body; but, that particular night, he'd found every noise coming out of her mouth annoying. Her voice had been too high-pitched, too feminine, and the way she'd licked and nibbled at his ear had made him want to throw up.

Kaname had been softening inside of her, but if Ruka had noticed, she'd never complained.

He'd wanted release — that had been the only reason he'd called Ruka at such an hour, after all — but he would have never found it if things had kept going that way.

In a moment's decision, Kaname had stopped moving and had closed his eyes, trying to think of something — anything — erotic that would make him at least a tiny bit harder than what he'd been at that moment.

Almost instantly, a flash of silver had crossed his mind, bringing with it a pleasant shiver.

Kaname had held on to the image forming in his head, brows furrowed in concentration as the picture had slowly started to come together. He could hear Rukas' distant, petulant, voice asking him why he'd stopped, but he'd payed her no attention, too preoccupied with his vision.

Moonlight-kissed skin covered in a sheen of sweat, a pale and slender neck decorated with a somewhat geometric, black, tattoo — Kaname had moaned, jerking his hips lightly into the heat surrounding his member — toned arms and legs wrapped tightly around his body, holding on as if his life had depended on it — his shallow movements had slowly turned into full on thrusts, his dick sliding in and out easily from Zero's tight hole — a v-line on pale, narrow, hips dusted with a faint trail of silver hair — another low groan had escaped Kaname's lips, a gasp following soon after when the tight walls around him had clenched in response.

The brunette had refused to let his wine-colored eyes wonder lower than that, afraid that what he'd found wouldn't have been what he'd hoped for, and the vision would have disappeared; instead, he'd decided to take a full look at Zero's face.

His heart had been beating loudly in his chest, desperately trying to break through his ribs and out of his body. Why is it that only thinking about Kiryuu gets me off like this? Why him? Why like this? Why couldn't I have sex with a normal girl without having these sick fantasies?

A gentle hand had caressed his cheek, shaky fingers gently touching Kaname's high cheekbones, nose, eyebrows, lips. Mahogany eyes had met amethyst, passion clashing with lust, and the older male had watched, fascinated, as a set of plump lips had parted to murmur a gentle, lovely, "Kaname..."

Who the fuck cares why?

The warm hand had cupped his cheek, and Kaname had leaned into the gentle touch, his eyes never once looking away from Zero's. He'd kept looking into those beautiful eyes as he'd started moving inside the silverette's body — when had he stopped? — gently, at first, finding a slow and enjoyable rhythm. He'd found the situation slightly romantic, so different from what he'd always been used to — it had always and only been about sex, after all, no strings attached — but for some weird, inexplicable reason, he couldn't bring himself to care at that moment — not with the way their bodies had moving, together as one, not with the way he'd felt Zero's heartbeat scream in unison with his own.

As the passion between them had started to grow, Kaname's thrusts had picked up in speed. Small gasps had started to leave the silverette's mouth, his head slightly falling back to rest against the bark of the tree behind him, but his eyes had never once looked away from Kaname's. The hand that had been caressing the brunette's cheek had slowly glided down the man's jaw, over his neck, to rest against his shoulder, where slim fingers had gripped at the black cloth of Kaname's shirt.

Zero's hand had felt hot against him, but the Kuran brother had said nothing to make him move away. If anything, he had welcomed the burn those hands had brought, which only served to fuel his passion and need — he's touching me, he's fucking touching me!

And then Kaname had shifted their position slightly, grabbing Zero's thighs and wrapping them around his waist, using the support to press his right knee against the tree trunk and use that leverage to thrust deeper into the silverette's tight, hot, and more-than-welcoming entrance. The brunette had felt the ring of muscles tighten briefly around his cock, and he's sped up his movements even more, delivering slightly harder thrust to the awaiting body beneath him.

Zero had obviously liked that change, for his nails had dug into Kaname's shoulders, and his head had tipped back some more, and he'd gulped, and his brows had furrowed into an expression the brunette could have only described as pleasure, sex, and simply Zero. And when the older male had slightly raised the silverette's hips to meet his own, Kaname had known he'd scored another point, for a sharp cry had left the Kiryuu kid's parted lips, his lavender eyes widening in shock and intrigue.

Kuran had smirked at the lovely reaction he'd received, knowing he'd brushed against Zero's prostrate. He'd also made sure to avoid touching the gland again, wanting to be the "sadistic bastard" Zero had always loved to call him — such a sweetheart, really... — and torture the latter.

Needless to say, the silverette had been very much disappointed when, after Kaname had delivered the next thrust (and the one after that, and the next one after that...), the electric shock he'd felt earlier had not returned. He'd flashed the taller male a confused look, which had then turned into one of embarrassment and anger upon seeing the little smirk tugging at the man's lips.

"B-Bastard...!" he'd shrieked, his whole face flushing completely red at the realization.

But of course, Kaname had to be a jerk — seriously? Even in a fantasy? — and had feigned innocence and ignorance. "W-What? What's...mmh, what's wrong?" His hips had never stopped moving, and that had made it slightly hard to concentrate on the words he'd let out.

"Y-You know what! You son of a—ahn! Nnh..." His hips had shifted slightly as he'd started to yell at the brunette, obtaining the right angle for Kaname's dick to slide in deeper yet and softly touch that little bundle of nerves, sending another violent shiver up and down Zero's spine. His back had arched off the tree at the feeling, eyes rolling back in his head.

Kaname had felt it, too, groaning lowly in his throat when the silverette's passage had tightened around him once again.

Zero had raised his hips again, meeting Kaname's next thrust, and another loud moan had been drawn from those succulent lips.

Together, they'd found a new rhythm. Not too fast, not too slow, not too hard, but not too gentle. Each time the brunette would drive his erection into Zero's body, the silverette would raise his hips off the tree to meet him, and, each time, the head of Kaname's cock would press against his prostrate. Zero would moan at the feeling, his internal walls would clench tightly around the brunette's, which in turn would let out a breathy sigh or a low moan.

"Uhn...ha, K-Kaname..."

Said man had looked up upon hearing his name being called in such a delightful manner, his tongue peeking out of his mouth to lick his lips. He'd really, really, wanted to kiss Zero, but had stopped himsedl from doing so; all because he hadn't wanted his fantasy to disappear from such a trivial thing — also, even though he'd refused to think about her as he'd been having sex with Zero, he hadn't wanted to kiss Ruka. Lightly shaking his head at the thoughts, he'd replied, "Y-Yes..." Zero?

Said silverette had bit his lower lip before speaking — Kaname had unconsciously bit his own lips, as well. "F-Fas—aah! Nnh...mm..." Just a minor distraction. "Faster...more...! Ahn!"

Kaname had to bite the inside of his cheek to prevent the upcoming moan from leaving his throat. Instead, he'd decided to play the cool act — he'd totally ignored the way his face had flushed, the way his skin had been sweaty — and had grinned. "A-And what's t...ah...the ma...gic...word?" Cool. Right. Real smooth.

Zero had let out a scream when a particular hard thrust had violently slammed against his prostrate, his hips jerking out of rhythm at the intense feeling. "H-Hurry up, you bastard!"

...close enough.

Kaname had wasted no more time at that point. Fuck all the teasing and the cool act, he'd thought. He'd grabbed both of Zero's thighs and hoisted the silverette up, momentarily slipping out of the warm entrance — they'd both complained at that, Zero being kind enough to voice his displeasure, "What the fuck are you doing, you stupid retard!" — in order to get, once more, into a more comfortable and convenient position. Quickly, as to not make the silverette more impatient than what he'd already been, Kaname had slid one arm underneath Zero's knee, letting his leg dangle over his forearm, while his other leg had remained positioned around his waist.

He'd then positioned himself at the silverette's entrance once more, the tip of his dick probing lightly at the tight ring of muscles. And, without any warning whatsoever, the brunette had dropped Zero down on his hard shaft, impaling him in one single, smooth, thrust.

Efficiently nailing Kiryuu's prostrate at the first try. Efficiently making Zero wail in utter bliss. Efficiently making Kaname lose the last strand of sanity he'd had left. The Kuran brother had immediately started thrusting inside Zero's body with abandon, delivering powerful and harsh thrusts that had made the smaller male's insides quiver delightfully around him.

"God...Kaname! Yes! Ugh!" While one of Zero's hands had still been clutching at Kaname's shirt, the other had raised up, above his head, to dig and rake his nails against the bark of the tree. His whole body had moved up and down with each hard push and pull of the brunette's hips, his skin scratching painfully against the trunk, but he hadn't paid it no mind, too preoccupied with how good he'd been feeling at that moment.

Kaname's breath had started to leave his mouth in harsh gasps, the exertion of his thrusts forcing strained moans from his lips. Not that he'd complained. In fact, he'd been enjoying every second of their love-making — love...making...? What...?

"Mmmh...Kaname...ah, Kaname..." Said man had forced his eyes open — when the hell had they closed? — to look into Zero's stormy, lilac, ones. The look of sheer pleasure on the latter's face could have been more than enough to make him cum right there and then.

"W...ah, shit..." Cool. Deep breath. Breathe...BREATHE. "What's...ah..." Okay. No. DEEP breath, Kaname. "God, you're tight..." he'd ended up groaning through clenched teeth, gulping.

Nnnnoooot exactly what he'd planned to say, but it had to work at that moment.

"Good...so good...more!"

And since when, exactly, has Zero been so responding and cooperative? Ah, yes...this is my imagination...and I'm currently fucking in the school's grounds. Shit, I gotta go home soon...

"H-How about we...ah...we make this even better and wrap this up...y...eeaah...?" Well, at least I didn't stutter much this time...

Not even waiting for a reply from the silverette moving eagerly against him, Kaname had let his free hand travel down Zero's chest, tweaking his nipple as he'd gone lower — the silverette had moaned at the brief pain — gliding over the slight muscles of his stomach, to finally rest on his weeping erection. Upon feeling the contact, the older Kiryuu twin had screamed a strangled, "Fuck, yes!" and had thrown his head back, not caring of the tree behind him. Encouraged by the reaction, Kaname had steadily started to stroke Zero's member, tightening his grip and stroking from thick base to tip, collect the pre-cum accumulated there, and use it as lubricant as he'd gone back down. He'd matched his hand motions with his hips and widened the silverette's legs to drive in deeper, yet.

"A-ah! N-no! Mmmh...!" The Kiryuu twin's face had been beet red with embarrassment at the compromising, yet pleasurable, position. Being splayed open like that, showing his whole body to Kaname, had been a very daring thing to do for someone as shy as him...

"Sounds like they're a match made in heaven, right?"

The second Kaien's wirds had flashed in his mind, Kaname's thrusts had turned brutal, the deafening sound of skin slapping against skin resounding all around them. Squishy, wet, noises had echoed all around them, sending pleasant tingles up and down his body. Zero had started screaming by then, and for a brief second Kaname had feared someone could have heard them, but soon disregarded that thought. So what if someone had heard them? I'm not sopping now.

"Ah! God...Kaname! Kaname!" Zero's voice had cracked on the last word, the moan ending in (almost) a scream as the tip of Kaname's head had slammed against his prostrate in just the perfect way. His breath had been knocked out of his lungs for a brief second, but he'd soon recovered to let out a whole new string of curses and moans, mixed in with Kaname's name. Screams, orders, of "M-More!" and "Faster, you...bastard...!" which had pleased the taller male to no end.

The brunette's hips had snapped forward with each moan from the silverette, thrusts angled to perfectly hit the smaller male's pleasure spot. "Uhng...shit...shit!" Kaname had moaned when Zero had briefly tightened his grip on his member, head thrown back in pleasure, eyes screwed tightly shut, mouth wide open to let out hot pants. His Adam's apple had strained against the confines of his throat, bobbing up and down as he'd gulped loudly upon feeling Zero's insides clenching rhythmically around his shaft.

Zero had been really close to release, and he'd been quickly nearing his.

The lewd sounds coming from where they'd been joined had grown in frequency, as had Kaname' movements.

"Kaname...please...! God, please! A-Aaah..." The silverette's head had thrashed from side to side, silver locks sticking to his sweaty and flushed face.

The brunette's eyes had opened merely a fraction to meet lavender orbs, and he'd snarled loudly at the wanton look on Zero's face, perfectly white teeth flashing dangerously. "What is it? What do you want?" His deep voice had vibrated inside his chest as the words had left his lips in a wild growl.

"I...I-I...I wa—aah! Y-Yea—AH!" Too lost in pleasure to form a complete sentence, Zero had started moving his hips in time with Kaname's violent thrusts, hoping to get his point across with actions instead of words.

If Kaname hadn't been too busy drowning in ecstasy — the pleasure had started to build up faster, coiling tightly in his stomach, like a spring ready to break loose — he would have laughed at how cute the silverette had been. "A-Are you...nh...are you about to...cum...?" He'd wanted so desperately to say Zero's name, moan it, scream it for the whole world to know who he'd been fucking, but he'd been afraid that would have ruined his fantasy.

"I...I can't...anymore...! K-Kaname...uhn!" Amethyst eyes had been wide open, by then, tears of pleasure — and possibly shame, Kaname had thought — gathering at the corners. His voice had taken on a shameless, albeit embarrassed, begging, tone, one Kaname had found absolutely irresistible. Zero had just flashed Kaname his lovely puppy eyes — infused with sex, of course. "Close...Kaname...fuck, so close! Ha...aaah!"

So, yeah, he had been just about to cum. "Fuck, you're adorable..."

The words had left Kaname's parted lips before he could have even realized it, but it hadn't mattered much at that point. Because those words had apparently affected Zero in ways the brunette would have never thought possible, and then he'd felt the silverette's walls almost painfully tighten around him, sucking him in, not wanting to let go. And Kaname had almost screamed in sheer bliss when Zero had arched his back off the tree, his chest crashing against the brunette's, making the latter slide even deeper yet inside the silvetette's entrance, the whole length of his girth sliding against his prostrate, and the Kiryuu kid has basically wailed at the feeling of his orgasm exploding.

And that had been Kaname's last straw, as well, for he'd soon found himself following Zero into those sweet, dark, waters. He'd grabbed the silverette's hips with an iron grip, sure he'd leave bruises in the morning, and not giving a shit, because he'd left a mark on the silverette, and that had been all that had mattered at that precise moment. The tight knot in Kaname's abdomen had come undone the second the Kiryuu kid had whimpered a strangled version of his name, and his whole body had gone rigid, hips locked in place, dick buried as deep as physics would allow him — I've never liked that stupid subject for a reason. Spurts of hot, sticky, semen had exploded inside the hot body beneath his, the still-twitching hole being filled to its capacity, until it had began to overflow. Kaname's whole, entire, body had been wracked by shivers, and he'd absolutely loved it. He'd let out a loud moan, a growl mixed in with a sob of some sort, something that had peculiarly sounded too much like Zero's name, but who the fuck cared at that point?

Kaname had fucked Zero — fuck Ruka, what the hell is a Ruka? What? Women? What's that? Who needs a vagina? — and that was all he'd cared about in the world. Who'd cared if it hadn't been real? It sure as hell had felt real, and Kaname would forever remember the ecstasy, the heat, the excitement, the way his heart had tried to rip out of his chest by a mere touch, the way he'd wanted to hear his name come out of those delectable lips, and—

—shit. No fucking way...

...Kaname Kuran had fallen in love.

The next day, Kaname had been in higher spirits and ready to give the silverette a piece of his mind upon his new...girlfriend.

He'd told Yuuki that he'd needed to talk to Zero about something — she'd never asked the reason, the dear girl — and she'd told him to leave it to her, that she'd tell Zero.

They'd met after school, behind the Sun Dormitories, where no one could see them talk.

"What the hell do you want, Bastard?" Zero had barked the question, obviously not humored by their little encounter.

Kaname hadn't even bothered with an answer. He'd simply taken a few steps towards Kiryuu, who'd in turn had walked backwards until his back had hit the wall, looking as confused and pissed off as always. The brunette had slammed the palms of his hand on each side of the silverette's head, flanking him, before pressing his whole body flush against the younger man's and leaving no space between them. Zero's violet eyes had widened in horror, an angry expression immediately taking control of all his features, mouth open to yell at the brunette.

But before he could have gotten even one word out, Kaname's lips had been on his, swallowing whatever complain he had. The older Kuran hadn't wasted any time after that, taking advantage of Zero's open mouth to force his tongue in and start exploring the hot cavern, earning a strangled protest in return. The silverette's hands had grabbed a fistful of Kaname's shirt, violently pushing — or trying to — at his shoulders to get him to move away, but it had all been to no avail; Kaname had grabbed Zero's wrists and pulled them away from him and up, holding them above the silverette's head with one of his large hands. Still, the younger teenager had kept struggling, trying to wiggle away from the brunette's iron grasp, but without much success.

Kaname's tongue had been restless, pulling and stroking at Zero's wet muscle to get him to participate in the kiss, but he'd managed to do was anger the Kiryuu kid even more, who'd in turn bitten down on the intruding muscle. That had seemed to catch the brunette off guard, who'd immediately detached himself from the smaller male, groaning in pain. A few drops of blood had trickled down his lips and chin, his tongue throbbing in his mouth as he'd panted.

Zero, on the other side, had taken advantage of Kaname's vulnerable state and had managed to break free from the grip around his wrists, immediately putting some distance between them. Panting and out of breath, they had stared at each other for a long time before the silverette had finally gotten enough oxygen in his lungs to yell, "What the fuck do you think you're doing, you fucking bastard?!"

The older teenager had smoothed out the wrinkles on his shirt and straightened his back, trying to ignore the throbbing pain in his mouth as he spoke. "I will never accept it, Kiryuu. You belong to me." His voice had been calm and deadly, sending chills down the silverette's spine as he'd stared, wide-eyed, as Kaname had turned around to leave.

Zero had shaken his head to clear his thoughts, glaring daggers at the retreating back in front of him. "What the fuck are you talking about, Kuran?! Are you nuts? You won't accept what?! And just who belongs to you? Hey! HEY!"

But no matter how loud he'd yelled, he'd received no answer, for Kaname Kuran had already disappeared out of sight.

READ THIS, IT'S IMPORTANT.

Just to make things clear for you guys:

STARTING FROM THE NEXT CHAPTER, THE STORY WILL BE TOLD IN PAST TENSE.

Now, some of you might have found the tense of these first few chapters weird, so let me explain. The reason I used past participle (I think that's what it's called, anyway) is because these first chapters are information from the PAST, bits of episodes that have happened in Kaname and Zero's life BEFORE the actual story. Call it background information, if you will? Just so you get acquainted to their relationship.

Anyway, the next chapter (and the one after that, and the one after that, and the one after that, etc.) will be different, written in a more..."normal" way, I guess you could say. "Typical", even.

JUUUUUSSST so you guys don't get confused when reading.

THAT SAID!

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