Rewind 5
"You want to know who you are?"
Kaname's voice was deep and sultry, yet laced with poison.
Zero could feel the taller boy's hot breath on his face – how it was getting hotter as the distance between their faces closed.
He felt the light brush of his lips against Kaname's.
"You're an existence I can't seem to ignore."
Zero was confused.
It felt so natural - the way the Kuran's fingers slipped down to hold his nape, the way his forehead felt against his, the way their noses brushed against each other's as the pureblood pulled him closer for another mind-numbing kiss.
It was inexplicable.
Irrefutable.
He liked it.
It was clear that Kaname did too.
They needed no words in the exchange - it was as if the both of them had finally surrendered to something, the same something that brought them together in the first place.
Zero wasn't foolish enough to call it fate.
Kaname's other hand slipped to his collar bone, toying with the button on his shirt. They were panting softly now, and amber eyes stared straight into lilac, as if searching for something - resistance, joy, anger - anything. But all they saw was a mixture of clouded violet and passive lilac.
The button was undone.
Hot hands trailed lightly over fair skin, exploring the expanse of Zero's chest, sliding down a flat stomach. Kaname's fingers hooked one of his belt loops, pulling slim hips closer. Teeth scraped lightly against the silver hoops on the younger boy's ears, eliciting delicious sounds from the silver-haired boy. Zero's mind was on auto-drive – the sensations Kaname was forcing on him made him dizzy and light-headed, and he found himself wanting to respond in turn; wanting more.
Zero pushed Kaname against the edge of the desk, nuzzling the older boy's neck, he gave the skin he found a long, languid lick, earning himself a gasp from the pureblood. Kaname's grip on his hips tightened, his body automatically tensing as if he was bracing himself for a bite; long fingers teasing the hem of the slightly smaller boy's pants.
Zero's eyes travelled away from Kaname's intense gaze, moving downward, taking in just how perfect the pureblood managed to look even in doubt and disarray, the amber eyes that stared back at him with so much emotion, the perfection of the older boy's facial structure, the long lashes, the wonderful way his hair framed his face - unaware that Kaname was doing the same. The older boy's hand was still on the back of his neck, warm and gentle, stroking a little, as if stroking a cat, the taller boy leaned in again, capturing the silver-haired boy's lips slowly, languidly, cautiously.
The fact that Zero was responding disturbed Kaname to no end.
He had lost, lost to his latent desire for the slightly smaller boy, lost to his inner primitive instincts.
Dominate, possess, protect.
His fingers were toying with the button on the front of the younger boy's pants.
He wanted to dominate Kiryuu Zero's world, he wanted to own him, he wanted to protect him.
No.
Kaname pushed Zero away.
The ex-prefect would have fallen to the floor if not for his reflexes; he straightened himself and glared at Kaname - who was now looking out the window, a dark contemplative look on his face.
"What the hell, Kuran."
Kaname did not look at him.
"Nothing happened."
Zero felt a sliver of pain in his chest as the words sunk in. When he finally felt composed enough, he spoke.
"Nothing." he repeated, the throbbing in his chest growing.
"Nothing. Of course." the shorter boy started chuckling darkly, his eyes turning a dark, hollow violet.
"There's never anything, is there?"
Kaname listened to him in silence, his gaze trained on the tree branch outside.
"Then again," the silver-haired boy continued, "there was hardly anything to start with."
At that Kaname turned his head, his eyes lingering on Zero's appearance - the tousled hair, the ruffled, unbuttoned shirt, the slightly bruised lips. He restrained himself.
They remained in silence for a while more, before Zero moved to grab his jacket and head to the door, and Kaname, who had hardly moved at all, was left to his own dark, complicated thoughts as the door clicked shut.
Kuran Kaname was in a fix.
He now knew that he wanted the Kiryuu, but just because he did didn't mean that he would have him.
Kaname frowned as he let the pen nib touch the paper.
Kiryuu Zero was always like this - screwing up his perfect plans. He already had Yuuki, Zero was redundent, extra, unneeded.
All Kaname had needed to do was wait.
His thoughts drifted to the small brunette, her pleasant smelling hair, pretty, delicate features, soft, plump lips, expressive lilac eyes…
Kaname stopped himself immediately. Images of silver hair and fair skin surfaced in his mind, sharp yet gentle contours of a beautiful face.
There was a blotch of ink on the paper.
Kaname lifted the pen, sighing a little, his gaze travelling over to the two beds -one neat and made, the other creased and messy. It didn't take a genius like Kaname to see what symbolic meaning it had - the both of them were obviously polar opposites - there was no way they could get together. For one, they were both male: which honestly bothered Kaname very much as he was expected to produce an heir for his family. Two, they argued every moment they were in the same room. It would be such a tumultuous relationship it wouldn't be funny. Besides, the ex-hunter was merely a Level D, whereas Kuran Kaname was the Pureblood Prince…A hunter and a Vampire; a Pureblood to kick. It wasn't unheard of, but he would never hear the end of it from the council. Three, Kaname had already planned everything out, his taking Yuuki as a wife, his revenge - everything. Kiryuu Zero couldn't just waltz in and hijack everything he had carefully laid out.
Kaname paused again, this time in the action of crumpling the ruined piece of paper.
He was actually considering taking Kiryuu Zero.
Kiryuu Zero was in a fix.
He didn't want to acknowledge that whatever happened back in the room was anything along the lines of romantic, he couldn't. He didn't want to acknowledge the fact that his partner was the Kuran either. He couldn't believe that they had almost…
He didn't want to think about it.
He was now in the courtyard, walking in circles, trying to clear his mind.
All he wanted to know was what the hell happened in his past! How did it come to this?
What was the Kuran thinking?
What was he thinking?
The Kuran and himself could never be coupled - they were both men, and Zero was quite sure he was straight. Kaname obviously already loved Yuuki, so the Kuran being gay was also out of the question. Then came their differences in personality. They were different as night and day - Zero hot-tempered and easily impressed, Kaname calm, collected and demanding. It would be like a dog dating a cat, no moments of peace at all. Also, Kaname had emphasized that he was royalty, which meant he was of a different social class from Zero, which again made Zero doubt the credibility of the two of them...
...together.
Zero had stopped walking completely, frozen in mid-step.
But if the Kuran loved Yuuki, then why did the older boy kiss him?
He pulled the emergency break on his train of thoughts.
…He was actually considering being with the Kuran.
The silver-haired boy looked up to the sky then, realizing that day was slowly breaking, a giant sigh escaped the ex-prefect's lips as he thought about how awkward it would be to go back to his room.
Maybe he shouldn't go back tonight. He could bunk with Aidou and Kain.
He unconsciously brought a finger to his lips, a flash of chocolate tresses and garnet eyes crossed his mind, and he immediately pulled his hand away, disturbed by his reactions to the whole affair, as well as by Kaname's.
What happened in the room was simply a mistake.
Yuuki Cross sighed, a small wistful look on her face.
It had been a while since she last spoke to Zero, after his transfer to the Moon Dorms she hardly got to see him except during change over, which Sayori was helping her (somewhat) handle. The crowd at change over was overwhelming when Zero first lost his memories, but now it was somehow controllable for the two petit girls. However, Zero was ignoring her.
She frowned, twirling her pen nonchalantly, slouching a little.
She was always watching Zero during change over, hoping to make eye contact with him, but he never looked her way. He was always staring at the ground, ahead of him or talking with some of the other senpai. It annoyed her, and several times she just wanted to stalk over to him and pinch him just to get him to look at her. She felt like those 'regular' girls now, who Zero would just ignore. She used to be 'special'; she used to be 'Yuuki'.
No, she wasn't sulking.
She just wasn't used to Zero treating her like a complete stranger.
They used to be so close - Yuuki and Zero, Zero and Yuuki. He used to be the who was always looking at her. To suddenly lose that attention made her feel somewhat empty, as if there was something missing. She wanted him to look at her again. Her and only her. She wanted to be important in his life again.
She sighed again, louder this time, now shifting herself so she could lie on her table, her math homework now forgotten.
She wanted to talk to Zero, try and get close to him again. She refused to get used to being distant from the silver-haired boy; no, she felt that she had some kind of inexplicable ownership to business that regarded him, his problems were her problems and vice versa. It had always been that way. When Zero lost his memories she was so worried - Zero was always the strong one, the one that she counted on to save her, aside from...
...Kaname.
Now, she was sincerely happy that the both of them got along now, although bickering still happened from time to time, however, she felt quite left out, to tell the truth. Before Zero lost his memories, everything that happened between the two boys concerned her. But now, it was almost as if they didn't need her anymore, and it was hard to get used to.
She found she secretly enjoyed the attention the two showered upon her. She liked the way they would fight over her, liked the way Zero would try and 'protect' her from Kaname, and the way Kaname would do the same.
But now, aside from Kaname's usual gentle behaviour towards her, there was nothing.
And even Kaname was starting to act strangely. Today's change over saw the Dorm Leader just walking past her swiftly, as if something extremely troubling was on his mind. She was worried, but she hadn't found the time to speak to Kaname yet.
She groaned in frustration, burying her face in the crook of her arm.
Zero found himself in front of Kain and Aidou's room half an hour later – he was tired and he wanted to shower. He stood there quietly, a small look of uncertainty on his face as he lifted his hand to knock.
"Kiryuu-kun!"
Zero whipped his head around to face the Vice Dorm President, who looked surprised but happy to see him.
"Ichijou-san," he greeted, nodding slightly. He was wary of the vice-president, if only because he was close to Kaname. He regretted not knocking earlier.
"Are you looking for Kain or Aidou?"
Zero mentally sighed, but outwardly he had given the blond a wry smile, and shook his head.
"It's nothing, I was just passing by, s'all."
The blond nodded, but he had a glint in his eye that said that he didn't really believe the ex-hunter. In fact, the blond walked closer to Zero and lowered his voice.
"Did something happen between you and Kaname?"
Apparently it was no secret that something had upset the Pureblood, the people that passed the blond Noble and himself gave him dirty looks, and he glared at them in return. Zero finally met the blond noble's gaze, sighing a little. Ichijou smiled a little as he watched the younger boy's changing reactions. Zero couldn't exactly deny that nothing happened; he wasn't as good at playing the pretend game as Kaname. The fair-haired boy's face turned sour as he thought about the Kuran, completely forgetting Ichijou's existance to his right. Ichijou didn't mind – it simply meant that Kaname meant enough to trouble the boy, which was a good sign. Ichijou chuckled, startling the younger boy slightly. Zero caught himself, and brushed past the Vice-Dorm leader in the direction of the Common Rooms. He nodded to the blond, muttering a soft 'see you', he disappeared past the white laquered door frame.
Zero's footsteps on the carpet were heavy as he trudged to the Common Rooms, where he supposed he could spend the night.
It's better than spending the night with the Kuran-jerk, he thought. He reached his destination, and settled himself comfortably on one of the lucious sofas, his head on the arm rest and back against the cushions, he crossed his arms and sighed, frowning.
How did he end up in this position? What he wanted was simple enough, he wanted to know what was his to know: was it that hard? Why was Kaname hiding his past from him? What was making Kaname so adamant about keeping mum? It was frustrating and confusing, and it made his blood boil.
There was a short knock on the door.
Kuran Kaname looked up from the piece of paper he had been staring at for the past half an hour, lowering it and letting out a curt 'come in', he placed the paper on top of the stack that still needed to be looked at with a small frown.
Takuma Ichijou peeked in, a small smile on his lips.
"Kaname, I just thought you should know," The blond watched the Kuran's reactions carefully.
"Kiryuu-kun is planning to sleep in the Common Rooms tonight."
Something flashed across the Pureblood's face, but Ichijou didn't know what it was. It seemed to be a mix of emotions; even after knowing the Pureblood Prince for almost all his life, Takuma didn't have the confidence to be able to read Kaname's responses.
The brunet nodded, and whispered 'thank you' with barely concealed unhappiness, which amused the blond noble to an extent, after which the noble left.
Kaname didn't know what to think. Did the Kiryuu seriously think it was smart to sleep in the Common Rooms? What if the other nobles saw him? Kaname wouldn't be able to protect him from them if they knew he somehow offended the Pureblood enough to be upset enough to send him out of the room – it wasn't the case, but it certainly looked that way. Kaname was tempted to just let the boy fend for himself, but he still stood and made his way to the door, his expensive shoes making muffled thuds on the carpeted floor as he walked to the Common Rooms.
Zero was asleep – he barely registered someone calling his name, before that someone touched his shoulder. His automatic reflexes kicked in, and he reached under his 'pillow' to grab something, but when it wasn't there he sat up quickly and forced his eyes to focus on the figure to his side – chocolate tresses and wine red eyes were the first things that caught his attention, and his slowly became a scowl as he realized who it was.
"What do you want, Kuran?"
The Pureblood didn't respond, he merely stood quietly and glared at the fair-haired boy.
The ex-prefect didn't move; he crossed his arms and waited for the older boy to say something.
"I want you back in our room, Kiryuu-kun."
Lilac eyes widened a fraction, but the fair haired boy didn't move from his comfortable position on the couch.
"…Why?"
Kaname watched as the boy stood up, an unreadable expression on his face.
"So you can pretend that nothing happened again?"
Kaname almost flinched at the other boy's tone, but didn't reply. He seemed to be running something over in his mind, and when he was done doing that, he moved forward and grabbed the ex-hunter's arm, hauling him up effortlessly and pulling him in the direction of their room, Zero was struggling, pulling and pushing, his heels scraping against the carpet as he hissed at Kaname to let him go.
"What the hell are you doing, Kuran?" The pureblood ignored him, and when they reached the door, it opened without the brunet touching it, and he wordlessly dragged a still-struggling Zero into the room.
When he let go, Zero was furious.
"Who the hell do you think you are, manhandling me like that?" Lilac eyes were cloudy with discontent, and the fair-haired boy was about to brush past the brunet to the door when his arm was caught again and he was pulled flush against the Pureblood's unrelenting body.
"You're staying here, Kiryuu-kun."
Zero really didn't know how to react. First the jerk wanted him to go away, and now he wanted him to stay? He really couldn't comprehend whatever went through the pureblood's mind, and he hated it. He didn't understand why the older boy was behaving this way, and it was confusing him to no end. He was so tired of the Kuran's mood swings.
"Fuck you, Kuran."
The younger boy tried to shrug the pureblood off, but when the older boy didn't let go, he opened his mouth to say something, but was immediately cut off by the painful feeling of the door knob against his back. The slightly taller boy had him pinned to the door, the knob digging into his back none too comfortably. He could feel the older boy's breath on his lips, and the fact that he didn't really mind it disturbed him a great deal.
"Why are you doing this?"
A fair hand was grabbing the front of his shirt, and Kaname didn't know how to respond. He wanted to kill the boy for being so distracting, but at the same time he wanted to claim those wonderful lips and dominate that stubborn character. He wanted to own the boy, and the desire had never been stronger than when the latter defied him. Kiryuu Zero was confusing him so much it was annoying.
Like now.
Kaname couldn't stop himself from pressing his lips to the younger boy's, couldn't stop himself from touching the boy – slipping a hand under that untidy shirt and coming into contact with smooth, cool skin; his other hand keeping the struggling boy in place.
"Kuran!" The ex-hunter growled, shoving at the pureblood in panic. He didn't want to go through this again.
The brunet ignored him, his hand sliding further up to brush against the other boy's nipples, earning himself a hiss, a curse and more struggling. He would have chuckled if he wasn't so disturbed by what he was doing.
Zero groaned as Kaname continued to touch him, and it irked him greatly that his body was actually enjoying the attention, arching slightly into Kaname, he tried to press himself further against the door in a futile attempt to feel less. The brunet didn't notice, the hand that was holding the boy in place now moved downward to brush against the boy's crotch, eliciting an angry and surprised hiss from the younger boy. A fair hand tried to stop his movements.
"What do you think you're doing, Kuran!" Violet eyes flashing with anger and confusion. The Kuran shivered as the look sent a wave of excitement down his spine, and he pressed forward, his eyes obscured by the shadow cast by his fringe as he whispered into the hunter's ear.
"I'm not thinking."
A/N: Aha! I bet you thought I was going to finally make them go for it! Well, I am, but in the next chapter. I'm sorry I took so long to write this, but I've been up to the neck with assignments and projects. I thank you for your kind understanding and continued reading of this story, it really means a lot. Please drop a review if you have time.
All mistakes and indiscrepancies are my own, and I hope you kindly overlook them.
-Forbiddenist