A/N: You asked for it. Here it is, but to be honest I'm bored of this fic and preparing to move on.

Today was just an ordinary one, lunch wasn't anything special, well... at least to most of the students of this academy. It probably was much more fancy than other schools. Well, not that it mattered right now anyway. He just wanted to finish up with today and retire to his room, since Yuki had promised she'd help him unstress...

As he headed over to the table someone slammed into him hard, hitting his shoulder and almost making him drop his lunch. "Tch. Watch where you're going faggot." The words stopped him and he definitely noticed the smirk on the silver haired boy's face. Oh... he knew. He knew everything. And Kaname was going to murder Ichijo. He picked up where he left off and quickly walked over to the table with them and dropped the tray closest to Ichijo.

"You promised." He stated, he honestly felt a bit betrayed since he had trusted Ichijo.

"Pro-oh... But I didn't tell anyone! I swear!" Ichijo said quickly, then paused when he found the rest of their group looking questioningly.

"My grandmother is sick." Kaname stated, he didn't have a grandmother of course, but he might as well cover himself and not get anyone else wondering, but then they might already know soon enough.

"You did check everywhere before you... right?"

"I... guess not..." He replied, now that he thought of it. "I'm sorry I suspected you..."

"Even if it gets around... Kaname I'll support you. Even if I have to get made fun of too."

"Thank you, Ichijo."

"Oh, what have I gotten myself into?" He tugged at the ribbon binding him, attempting an escape. No go. She had gotten him in his sleep. Pay back was a bitch. If he got anywhere near coming she'd stop, not to mention she was wearing only a dark school shirt that came down to her thighs that made him want nothing more than to touch that bare skin and feel it beneath his fingertips. He lifted his head and watched her trail her fingertips over him.

"Yuki... enough..."

"It's only enough when I say it is." She had, after all assured that she would be getting him back for getting them caught.

"You're really... really hard right now."

"You don't say..."

"You... like being tied up... you're a masochist aren't you?" She asked and he narrowed his eyes at her in response. "Ah, no way. You are. I kind of figured you for the sadist type..." She leaned forward to lick around his tip slowly. He growled quietly, it definitively felt good, but she'd teased him enough already. He clenched his bound hands, the sight of those pink pouty lips around him did ungodly things to him.

"Mm." Her words though, made him think about earlier. What was he supposed to do? He would just have to put up with the torment. She straddled him finally and slid him into her, temporarily sidetracking him. She was so warm, so wet... oh so tight and definitely famine, it made him groan. Her hands settled on his chest for balance, though she noticed that he'd glanced away and didn't seem like he was even paying attention anymore.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Her fingertips ran along his cheek gently, but it wasn't remotely anything at all sexual despite their position.

"Nothing..."

"You don't want to continue?"

"Mmm."

"Okay... if you don't want sex, something is very wrong here."

"Yuki..." He scoffed. What did she take him for a crazed sex fiend... ah, no okay she definitely had a point. "But only with you..."

She pouted slightly at him. "It better be only me."

"Who else? I'm not gay." It sounded somewhat defensive.

"Is that why? I can take off the shirt if you want, I just thought you'd like the uniform..." She replied and he glanced away. "Is it because of what I said earlier? I was only joking..."

"Masochist or not I'm still the one that's in you..." He stated, he was confident in that matter and her only response was to stick her tongue out at him.

"Maybe you are, but that means I have you captured."

"Are you so sure about that?"

"In more ways then one." She added, trailing her hands up his arms to where his hands were bound above him and he made a face.

"I definitely wouldn't want to be topped by another guy..." He said it quietly, but his tone didn't sound happy. He looked a little sick to be honest.

"Ah, that's what this is about? Okay... you're definitely not gay. You already said the reason you were first attracted to me was because of my... ah, dreams." Okay, she wouldn't go into detail

about that, but... "And you have a boob fetish."

"Pardon?"

"You stare and fondle a lot. A lot." She added again and he raised his brows in surprise.

"I don't think I-"

"Oh, please. The only reason you're not doing it now is because you're tied up. Your fingers are twitching as we speak."

He glanced up. "Then untie me and we'll see."

"Oh, no..." She knew that look, there was no way she was untying him after see that look on his face. "That face is not getting free."

"What? Why not?"

"I know how you get when you make that face."

"I make a face? You certainly make a lot of-omf!" She slapped a hand over his mouth to silence him from embarrassing her.

"No! Don't even say it." She waited a moment until she was sure he'd remain quiet on the subject and let go.

"Would you please let me go now?" He requested and she sighed and gave in this time to untie him. Surprisingly he stayed where he was and settled his hands on her hips. "You're the only one I would ever let do this to me."

"I know." It made her feel bad for him since he felt so insecure lately. Really it was her fault that this had happened to him.

"But..." Her thoughts cut off at those words. "It's my turn." With that he abrupt flipped her over.

"I knew you would do this if I let you go." She sighed in annoyance, but she had been torturing him for hours on end... it seemed they'd be switching places as she watched him move lower.

"Ah! Kaname..." He sucked and hard, it became clear he hadn't intended to show her any mercy for doing what she did to him earlier.

"Mm, you taste so good." He whispered quietly against her and she reached down to tangle her fingers in his hair and held onto him as he brought himself back to his long languid licks. However... the door clicked open and he quickly moved up to cover her and pulled the blanket over them.

"Oops..." Ichijo stared at them silently.

"Ichijo..." He growled in irritation.

"This is a bad time and I'm sorry, but-"

"You're abusing your rights as vice dorm president by unlocking my door and barging right in..." Kaname stated.

"You really should know why I had to... it's urgent. I'll just... say that Toma is... spreading rumors about you. He must have heard you, you really are quite lou-"

"Ichijo!"

"Going now!" Ichijo retreated quickly. As soon as the door closed he sighed deeply and sat up.

"Are you fine?" Yuki risked asking cautiously, even she was irritated with Ichijo just barging in, but it wasn't as if they could do anything about it.

"I... yeah." He shook his head to brush it off. He dropped onto his back on the bed and held a hand over his eyes. He may as well just give it up already. There was no way they'd be left in peace tonight it seemed.

After some time it became clear to both of them that pretty much everyone knew the rumor of Kaname 'liking' men. Even if it wasn't
true, the rumors were harsh and the tales spun got more detailed and sick as it there was nothing he could do about it. He just had to put up with it. For him it was worth it. As long as he could be with her. Still, it was troublesome to hear them call him names behind his back. At least he still had her and she hadn't left him in because of the possibility of her secret getting opened the door to their room and glanced around, ah, seemed she was busy in the bathroom. He tossed their mail onto the desk and kept the only letter addressed to him personally. Right then the door opened as he was opening the letter, oh of course from his parents. It was a simple card, they only asked how he was and how his school work was going.

"Kaname..."

He furrowed his brow and held up a finger as he finished, though she sounded nervous. Once he was done reading he glanced up at her and the letter slipped from his fingers in his surprise. She had dressed in a school girl outfit, such a short skirt.

"I..."

"I guess you like it..." She didn't exactly expect his reaction to be that quick. But she really wanted to make up for his torment the past few weeks. It was her fault after all.

He smiled and shook his head. "Yuki... thank you, but you didn't have to. I really appreciate it though." He walked forward and pulled her into his arms abruptly. "Thank you."

"I just wanted to make everything up to you..."

"You don't have anything to make up. On graduation day, I'll kiss you in front of everyone."

"That sounds a bit crazy."

"Maybe, but I don't care. I'll let them know that you belong to me and that I'm yours."

"So what are you saying?" She wrinkled her nose over his words, that wasn't like him.

"Marry me." He replied suddenly and she froze, setting her hands along his back lightly.

"Kaname..." She glanced up at his face and took in how serious he looked, before nodding. "I will."

End