Chapter 1 ~~ Kamane's feelings

"Kaname are you ok? It isn't like you to zone out," Ichijou said, slightly nudging the pureblood's desk. Kaname returned his attention to the classwork in front of him and turned to his left to answer his loyal right hand.

"Are you presuming to tell me that a pureblood like myself would just 'zone out' in class, and that if I did it would impact my grades whatsoever?"

The blonde vampire flinched at the power in Kaname's biting response. "No, no I just meant that you seem distracted as of late. After all Toga asked you a question a moment ago and you haven't answered him. I apologize for my rudeness."Kaname looked up to find every eye in the room trained on him. Of course they all looked away quickly for fear of his wrath.

"Yes Kuran, you haven't answered my question. You should pay more attention in my class if you want me to pass you. I wont make exceptions for you like the rest of your teachers, vampire," Yagari toga spat out at Kaname.

"What exactly is it i'm meant to have answered, hunter?" Kamane was already feeling annoyed and was not feeling up to listening to this hunter treat him like a dumb student spacing out during class.

"Why was the guillotine invented?"

"To make beheadings quicker and more efficient, of course. It still isn't a pretty sight though."

"Acceptable for now, Kuran. Pay more attention from now on or the next time I catch you not paying attention I'll throw something at you."

"I look forward to seeing you try, "Kaname replied trying to keep his temper in check.

Yagari returned to teaching as if he hadn't heard Kaname's last remark.

Kaname propped his head up with one arm, turning to his right to look out the window. He was annoyed with the hunter, but more angry at himself for being caught day –well more accurately, night- dreaming again. "This has been happening far too much recently. Every time HE crosses my mind I find myself getting completely distracted," Kaname thought to himself. "At least I didn't get hard in the middle of class. That would have been terrible for my image for that to happen in public. Especially in front of suck lowling vampires. Most of them aren't even nobles."

Kaname could hardly wait for class to be over with so that he could go to his room and, more likely than not dream of Zero Kiryuu. Yes, the resident pureblood, of the highest ranking, from the purest bloodline in the history of vampires, most eligible young vampire alive, Kaname Kuran was in love with a man. At first he barely believed, much less accepted, his feelings for the former human. But, after getting to know about him via Yuuki he had come to terms with it.

Of course he could have zero anytime he wanted due to his immense powers, but he wanted it to be real if he was ever with Zero. Plus the chase is always fun "and judging by how he has been acting recently, my wish seems to be coming true." The thought brought a faint smile to Kaname's deep red lips.

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Class ended not long after that and the night class began heading back to the moon he walked Kaname thought about when he had told Yuuki about his feelings for Zero. Her reaction still baffled Kaname.

She had jumped out of her chair shouting " I knew it! I knew there was something going on because when he insults you when you're walking to class you smile now. I can't believe I've stumbled upon a real-life yaoi! I'll help you in any way I can Kaname-sama. I've thought you two would make a great couple for years now." Then she had started giggling at Kaname's confused and surprised face.

When they reached the dorm Kaname's mind tuned toward the plans he had in the works. "It's a shame that my plans no longer include her and I marrying once I awaken her vampire genes. She is such a sweet girl, and so loyal, but I only love her as a brother should. I still should find her a suitable husband. Maybe Ichijou. He is loyal as well, and trustworthy. Or possibly Aido since he is as hyper as her. Though I suspect he likes the attention of the day class' girls too much. However, I needn't worry. I have time." He walked up the stairs to his bedroom, ready to go to bed.

Kaname changed into his black satin bedclothes and lay down, setting his mind free to wander wherever it chose. And, of course all of his thoughts focused on Zero. His imagination ran wild making up various scenarios between him and Zero. Then Kaname became aware of a slight "problem" brewing.

Sexy images of zero flooded the vampire's mind making the bulge in his pants grow. Soon he couldn't take the confinement of the slippery material. He pulled out his hard member as an image of zero shirtless, on all fours, smirking sexily enveloped him.

He took his throbbing manhood into his hand and began pumping himself harshly. Soon Kaname was panting and sweating profusely. Between groans Kaname was cursing himself for letting the young hunter turn him on so much. Not long after Kaname felt the familiar burning in his gut signaling that his release was not far off.

Kaname wished it was Zero's mouth pleasuring him instead of his own hand. That mental image is what sent him over the edge and had him cumming, hard, all over his hand and clothes. He pumped himself a few more times, riding out the orgasm, moaning Zero's name loudly.

"This is going to be a pain to clean…" Kaname examined the ruined heap that was his pajamas. He picked them up and dropped them in a hamper sitting in the corner of his room. "Oh well, it's the cleaning woman's problem now, and it's not like she would dare ask me how the stains got there."

Kaname walked to his personal bathroom (the whole top floor of the dorm was his) and turned on the shower. The warm water felt good on his skin. His muscles immediately began to relax. He took his time cleaning himself and shampooing his silky brown hair, knowing that if they didn't see him whomever planned on offering him blood that morning would leave and offer again when he woke up for class.

He stepped out of the shower, stopping the streams of water before grabbing a towel to wrap around himself. As he walked back into the bedroom Kaname lamented that they were all so willing to open their veins to him, but the one person he wanted to do so would never do it. "Besides his blood is so tainted I doubt it would taste very good… I wouldn't mind if he offered though."

He dressed himself in clean pajamas and closed the curtains against the first rays of sunlight beginnings to peek over the treetops. He climbed into his roomy king-sized bed's inviting warmth hoping that when and if he dreamed he's see Zero.