A/N: Aye, we are back with another chapter. It was written sooner than we had expected. Thank you for all the support you provided us with your reviews/faves/alerts! We deeply appreciate it. (¤﹏¤)
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Magnetic Love: Chapter 2
It was six in the evening. The halls were empty, classes had already started, and Zero was late on the first day of university.
Splendid.
All he wanted, as a new beginning, was to have a favorable impression on his professors, classmates, but by the looks of things, it was not happening anytime any soon.
Why was his luck so terrible?
Zero frowned, increasing his pace to the cafeteria. Since he was already late, and extremely hungry, ditching the first period of his four-hour lecture sounded appealing – irresistible even. Studying on an empty stomach seemed agonizing (to him, anyway), and considering the fact he was already in an unpleasant mood, his attitude was more dreadful than usual.
Starvation was not helping his state of mind in the slightest.
He sighed, rubbing his stomach as an apology. Fighting with the lecturer was something Zero desperately wanted to avoid – for as long as possible. Because, bluntly speaking, it was bound to happen sooner or later, given his irascible demeanor.
For certain, he was a tough nut to crack.
It was still a wonder in his eyes how Sayori managed to deal with him for years. Surely, it was not an easy task, Zero had to admit – grudgingly.
In no time, the double-glass doors were in his sight, and Zero gave a relieved sigh, already salivating over the mere thought of delicious pastries. No words could describe how grateful he had felt (and still did) when Sayori gave him a tour of the campus and therefore, introducing him to this sweet haven.
Perhaps, his days would become much more bearable as long as the building of sweets was still standing and functioning – and until his sweet tooth was intact and attached to his gums.
After all, he was a habitual eater of anything made of sugar; and given his background, it should not be surprising that Zero had always found comfort in desserts. He had descended from a family of world-class confectioners, and this fact alone had impacted his personality and interests greatly.
But, most importantly of all, it was in his blood to desire, make, and dream about confections.
Sadly, his twin brother, Ichiru Kiryuu, did not share the same view as him.
His fingers touched the handle of the door, with the intentions of pushing it and letting himself inside the cafeteria. He was this close to sating his hunger; to having his mouth sweetened after meeting the unpleasant brunette, but mother of fate, and his girlfriend especially, seemed to have other plans for him in mind.
Sayori grabbed his arm and pulled him back abruptly, halting his adventure to his haven.
Zero did his best to not curse.
With irritation, he looked down at her, and Sayori met his gaze, her own annoyance bubbling on the surface.
"Zero!"
To say the least, he was surprised. Zero did not expect to see that sort of expression directed at him from his girlfriend. Though, he had an inkling that the reason behind her annoyance was his attitude towards the brunette, and for a good reason, it made him angry and distasteful.
What in the world was their relationship?
"I am hungry, Sayori. Let me go." He demanded, restraining his voice to sound less irritated, but Sayori tightened her hold on his arm in response, amber eyes riddled with displeasure.
Zero became more aggravated.
Why was she mad at him?
Sayori always had a good sense of reading people. It perplexed him deeply that she did not see Kuran's true nature. Did the man use his charms to make her blind to his intentions?
It was the only possibility. Sayori had never gone against him before – and he had known her for fifteen years of his life. Moreover, there was no other reason, or explanation, for the fact Zero was unable to deny the imminent attraction pulling him towards the brunette.
His heart had fluttered at the sight of Kuran Kaname, and the idea alone made him want to puke.
Zero compressed his lips in frustration.
He barely knew the man, and yet, Kuran was already building a wedge between him and Sayori. What the hell. If anything, it made him feel more infuriated with himself.
With a sigh, Zero narrowed his eyes down at his girlfriend.
She should be taking his side.
Amber orbs gazed at him with disappointment, and Sayori crossed her arms around her chest, a frown settling on her plump lips. Whether he deserved it or not, he was about to get an earful. Zero just knew it from the look on her face.
And it was all that person's fault.
It only made the scolding all the more unbearable.
She opened her mouth, words rolling off her tongue without hesitancy, "Kaname-senpai is a good person, Zero. How could you treat him like that? Why is that you never listen to me?"
Wait, what?
He was speechless. Utterly so. What was she implying? How could she even think that he never listened to her? He had abandoned his friends, his family, and moved out of his town because she had wanted him to be close to her – and this was the treatment he received in return?
Zero never felt this betrayed in his entire life.
"Does that man hold more significance to you than me?"
Zero might have (he knew had) acted impolitely towards the man, but that was him being himself, and Sayori already knew that trait of his. Entertaining people, double-faced or not, was not his forte. He was a straightforward person and did not have the patience (or the expertise) to pretend to be nice.
However, hypothetically speaking, even if had the skills to be polite towards someone, he would not have wasted it on the likes of Kuran.
It was a pain in the ass. Sadly, he had assumed, wrongly so, that his bluntness was what Sayori liked about him the most.
Looking at the situation at hand, he had been terribly mistaken. She seemed ready to argue with him for that Kuran Kaname's sake. Why? Zero had no idea himself. He could not understand what had gotten into her to take that man's side against him, of all people.
Was she not supposed to be his girlfriend?
There was a moment of silence, and Sayori stared at him, wide-eyed and surprised, denying the inquiry with vehemence. But, to Zero, that second of silence was enough of an answer.
Sometimes, receiving no words spoke volumes.
Zero gritted his teeth, his eyes narrowed down on the ground. He was being childish, overly stubborn, throwing a tantrum for no good reason, but, his beloved girlfriend, Sayori, was deepening his insecurities through her indecisiveness.
And, trust him, he did not like feeling inadequate.
"If you like him that much, why don't you date him instead, huh?" It was his anger talking, Zero knew that all too well, but for once, he could not care less about her feelings. Did she not know the extent of hurt she was putting him through? Of all people, ones he could count on, Zero always thought Sayori would back him up in his highs and lows, but unfortunately for him, it was not the case this time around.
Sayori had changed drastically ever since she moved into the city, and to his chagrin, the transformation of her attitude was not pleasant – to him, at least.
A gasp escaped her lips. Sayori placed a palm over her mouth, her bewildered orbs settling on the form of her boyfriend, unable to comprehend his brazen words.
Was it jealousy that she detected?
No.
If she had not known Zero, as well as she did, it would have been a possibility.
An outsider, or anyone that did not understand Zero on a deeper level, might interpret his words as feelings of jealousy, but Sayori was neither an outsider nor a stranger to his sentiments. She was understandably aware of what Zero was thinking; of what his insecurities were.
And to her knowledge, and subjective perception, it could only mean one thing.
Zero Kiryuu was sulking.
The reason was clear as the blue sky, and Sayori had to heave a sigh, her gaze forlorn as she eyed Zero through her bangs. She did not like taking Kaname's side or making Zero insecure by doing so, but she did what was right. Zero had to see the mistakes he had done to prevent himself from doing them again, but to her annoyance, his stubborn head would not let him do so.
Someone had to do it for him.
This was what tough love was called, right? She tightened her fists, turning on her heels to head back to her classes.
"Fine, Zero. Be like this. I love you, but you are too stubborn to see your mistakes. When you are ready to talk, and be rational about it, I will be here to listen. Until then, farewell."
Her heart twisted in denial. She did not want to part with him, especially when things between them were left unresolved. However, Sayori realized that talking to Zero at this moment would be talking to a brick wall. He would not listen – and they would fight for hours and hours without getting anywhere.
They needed to cool down, have some alone time, and then talk with one another later on to settle their issues. Alternative options did not have a good endgame, and Sayori would rather leave now than say something that she would regret in the distant future.
Nodding to herself, with her mind made up, Sayori shot one last glance at Zero, walking away from him without another word.
It was best this way. She told herself resolutely.
Zero remained silent, watching her form, through the corner of his eyes, until it disappeared from his line of vision. It hurt to see her leave. He wanted to stop her, to make things right with her, but his exasperation prevented him from taking any action.
He would deal with her later, Zero promised himself, only when his mind was sound and his mood was not murderous.
Fuck it.
He heaved a sigh of annoyance, turning around and strolling into the cafeteria.
It was best to leave his thoughts in peace, for now, at least.
A small number of people occupied the tables in the cafeteria, engaged in their own conversations, and Zero felt a sudden rush of relief. No one had witnessed their fight – or at least, he hoped that they did not. But the most satisfying thing that made him less stressed was the idea of enjoying his plate of sweets by himself, in silence; without feeling the suffocation that came when numerous people occupied a small area at the same time.
Not everything was bad, right?
With a restrained smile, Zero politely ordered the sweetest delicacy on the menu, paying the cashier the money she'd asked for. He strode towards the table situated in the corner, and sat down grudgingly, waiting for his strawberry pastry to arrive.
He would not allow anyone to get between him and his sugary treats. If that obstacle happened to be his girlfriend, tough luck. Zero would enjoy every piece of the pastry – and no one would dare to ruin his moment of solace.
Unless they had a death wish, of course.
-o-
With the decision of skipping the rest of the classes, his fight with Sayori having left him in more of a bitter state than earlier, Zero took his sweet time to enjoy the scrumptious dessert, having no qualms whatsoever for missing the entire day of classes.
The strawberry pastry was worth everything.
His gaze landed on the last piece of the pastry, and almost forlornly, he scooped it up with the spoon, putting it between his lips with sheer gentleness.
It tasted delicious.
Zero chewed on the delicacy for a whole moment, allowing the sweet taste to wash away his bitter feelings. Fortunately, once again, he was starting to feel pleasant and peaceful. He could always count on the desserts to make him feel better. They never disappointed him – unlike humans of this world.
Sighing, he shot the empty plate a grateful glance, and with a small smile, Zero left the confines of the cafeteria, letting his legs decide his following course of action.
Walking around, enjoying the structure, the design and the breathtaking scenery of the campus would make for a perfect distraction to drive away the last remnants of his distress, Zero thought, nodding to himself, as he closed his eyelids, softly humming when a gust of wind swayed by; refreshing his entire being and mood, like a splash of cold water on a summer day.
It was a wonderful idea, indeed.
-o-
When Zero opened his eyes again, the first thing he noticed was being taken aback, letting out a surprised noise as he fell on his back under a harsh impact – one which he later on, almost reluctantly, recognized to be a person.
What the hell?
A sharp pain shot up his spine, and Zero fluttered his eyes close, groaning in a mixture of discomfort and frustration, a flood of curses rolling past his tongue.
"Are you fucking blind?"
Silence greeted him, his insult left unanswered, something that managed to vex Zero even more.
More reprimands, way more brazen than the previous one, were about to escape his lips, however, they died away on his tongue when Zero opened his eyes yet again, only to meet with pools of enchanting rubies, staring back at his own, pure astonishment mirrored in them as well.
It might sound like something out of a typical TV drama, but time, for him and the person on top of him, really seemed to have stopped, as violet drew garnet in, vowing to captivate its owner so he could never go outside, could never escape the spell – the ultimate lure of the amethyst.
Their lips parted simultaneously, heated breaths mingling with one another, begging to be devoured; to be explored.
Kaname's arms trembled with the exertion it took to keep himself away from the man, as far as their position could allow; while Zero's hands were pressed flat on the cold floor, heart beating wildly in his ribcage.
This was wrong on so many levels, but why did it feel so right?
None of the two felt comfortable, be it physically or mentally, and yet, they were reluctant to part away; to be away from each other.
Why did he not want Kuran to pull away?
His vision was filled with crimson at such close proximity, and Zero gulped down the uncomfortable lump in his throat, his gaze unabashedly roaming around the perfect features of the man. He did not have the time, or the desire, to inspect Kuran's eyes the first time they had crossed paths, but god grief, the enchanting orbs looked thousand times more divine up close.
Burgundy, touched with a hint of coffee, along with a blend of purple and blue, generally gave the eyes a cool undertone, despite red being the dominant color, and the soft strands, brown and wavy, shaped the sharp features, softening the bewildered gaze the man bestowed upon him.
He had tried staying perfectly still, delaying any movement on his part, but in the end, Zero could not help his curiosity, touching the strand that was closest to him; tugging it behind the brunette's ear.
Kaname made a noise in his throat, shuddering slightly as those heated fingers stroked the edges of his ear, causing him to compress his lips tightly to not alert Kiryuu of his agitation. Mahogany orbs became dilated instantly, locking themselves into the parted lips, silently worshiping the softness; the deliciousness of the twin petals, and without another thought, he leaned in closer, wanting to devour everything the lips had to offer him.
Kaname wanted a taste – so badly.
The proximity began to diminish with each passing moment between the two faces. Zero blanched, pushing the back of his head deeper into the concrete floor, trying to avoid whatever was happening that instant; but his fingers had other plans for him: they threaded themselves into the silky locks, pushing Kuran's head closer to his own.
Why was his body not listening to him?
Zero pleaded his mind to work; for his hands to push the brunette away from him, but at this moment, he was not a master of his movements nor of his thoughts. He closed his eyes, waiting for the inevitable.
It was like he had waited for this moment for a long time.
The kiss he had grudgingly accepted to receive never came, and instead, Kuran fucking Kaname, slammed a book on his face, scurrying his way free out of the compromising position and running for his dear life.
Ouch.
Zero laid in the same position he was abandoned in, naming it as the most offensive and rude situation he had ever been in, as he stared at the ceiling with wide eyes, a nasty red mark growing on his pale features.
And the sole thought that kept bombarding his mind was:
"What the fuck just happened?"
-o-
Only when Kaname was safely outside of the campus, and away from that enigma, did he slide down the wall, burying his face into his arms and groaning loudly against the fabric of his shirt.
What was he about to do? Was he out of his mind? How could he even possibly find that man worth kissing?
As if to taunt him even further, and therefore, answer his doubtful queries, half-lidded violet orbs flashed right before his mind, and Kaname groaned louder, punching himself in the chest, before immersing his head in the safety of his arms yet again.
His heart was not beating fast, no. It was more like an earthquake had just occurred in the depths of his being, followed by a snowstorm and a volcano, and to top it all, the final result reminded him of an electric shock.
Kaname could not identify what exactly he felt towards Kiryuu, or even put it into words. He just knew one thing – the guy was not good for his health and he needed to stay away from him as much as possible.
Falling in love, and therefore, allowing the strings of fate to control his life, was never going to happen. Not on his watch, at least.
He had to resist the temptation. He would not become like everyone else. He would not be connected to someone he did not like.
He was stronger than this, right? Kaname sighed, frustrated with himself, and thrust his head deeper into his arms, closing his eyes tightly.
It was only the beginning of the first semester, and things already seemed hellish for him. How could he survive six months of this torture?
Kaname wished he had the slightest of an idea. Ugh.
A/N: With Sayori conveniently out of the way, for the time being, we will have more time to build a relationship between our two boys. I hope she was not too annoying, haha. ¢‿¢
As for the attraction between Zero and Kaname, the closer they are to one another, the stronger the attraction (for one another) becomes to them. Just laying this fact out there. !⑈ˆ~ˆ!⑈
Feeback/Reviews are always appreciated. 。◕ ‿ ◕。
Anyways, take care, and have a good morning/evening. You all deserve it. ●ᴥ●
-Love332 & Zerovk
