Rewind 6

A/N: Warning: Slight non-con, lemon ahead.

"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."

His shirt was off in the next minute.

It was tossed rather carelessly to the side, while the pureblood's mouth attacked him mercilessly, wrenching soft whines and uncharacteristic mewls from the back of his throat.
His brain couldn't process what exactly was going on as the brunet pinned him to the door, grinding against him. Zero couldn't help himself - he ground back. The friction between them was delicious, and Zero's brain went on auto-pilot despite his inner protests.

It had simply been too long since he'd been touched like this.

Zero hissed as a cool hand slipped past the waistline of his pants, stroking him relentlessly, encouraged by the soft sighs and whimpers that left his lips. The Kuran was panting slightly himself, unable to control his carnal desire to just dominate the younger boy, he pulled the both of them away from the door and towards the beds.

Zero was pinned under the pureblood in seconds, the older boy's position not even giving him room to arrange himself more comfortably let alone struggle, he cursed as the brunet ripped his shirt open, an invisible force rendering his arms immobile.

"Let me go, Kuran!" the fair-haired boy was beyond angry, he was livid.

Cool hands gently trailed down his collar bone, chest and stomach to slide across his hip to cup his crotch.

"Where the hell are you touching!"

Zero gasped as Kaname pulled his pants off his hips, lifting his legs so that he could settle comfortably between them. His head went fuzzy as Kaname leaned forward for a demanding kiss, his tongue engaging in battle with Zero's own, pulling away only for air.

The same two hands now flipped the younger boy over so that he was on his stomach, his arm twisted behind him, the brunet hovering over him like a predator, elegant hand trailing down his back through his ripped shirt, following the curve of spine and backside.

Zero shuddered as hot kisses were pressed against his ear, and he swore when he felt those hands spread his legs. He tried to struggle against the hard body behind him, but only managed to earn an amused chuckle from the older boy.

"…Kuran!"

The hold on his arm was vice-like; it had almost cut off his blood circulation. The older boy shifted behind him, and soon Zero found three fingers in front of his face.

"Suck."

The way the older boy said it; it was as if Zero was supposed to comply with no qualms.

Zero turned his head away stubbornly, refusing to cooperate.

The pureblood sighed, bringing the fingers to his own lips and spreading a generous amount of saliva on them, immune to the wet sounds that seemed amplified in the otherwise silent room. He missed the blush that dusted the younger boy's cheeks.

"Try to relax, Kiryuu-kun."

Zero breath quickened almost immediately – he didn't know what was possessing the older boy to act as such. He couldn't see what the brunet was doing behind him, and when he felt a cool finger probe at his entrance his entire body tensed.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

Zero was panicking. He couldn't move, he couldn't see what was happening, he was in a position of complete submission, and all this in front of Kuran-jerk, whose very presence made him extremely uncomfortable. Kaname seemed to revel in his obvious discomfort.

The Bastard.

The finger slid in soundlessly, the alien feeling forcing a strangled whine from the back of his throat; while hot breath finding its way to his ear, sending shivers down his spine.

"I'm going to fuck you, Kiryuu-kun."

Zero's heart turned to lead.

He wouldn't.

…He couldn't!

"Let go of me, Kuran! I'm not some substitute for your little prefect princess!" Zero renewed in his struggles, trying to nudge the older boy off him and at the same time escape the strange sensation of the Pureblood's fingers.

Soft lips caressed his nape, and the pureblood pulled him further against him, a small smirk adorning his handsome face.

"Oh, trust me Kiryuu-kun." A hot tongue ran across the shell of his ear.

"…You're no substitute."

A second finger joined the first, and soon a third, scissoring him open, and Zero fought to keep himself silent.

What the hell was the Kuran thinking? How could he even think of doing something as atrocious as this? Didn't his affections lie with Yuuki? This was wrong and immoral and unnatural-

"Nnh…!"

Zero didn't know what the hell he just felt, but it was incredibly scary. He couldn't control his thoughts, his voice, his body – the Kuran was rendering him a complete mess of incoherency, and Zero was terrified.

The older boy paused at Zero's sudden muted outburst, and repeated his action, confirming that he had indeed found the boy's prostate, he removed his fingers languidly and positioned himself at the fair-haired boy's entrance, his grip never once loose on that lean arm, his other hand guiding the younger boy's hips, he pulled the slightly smaller frame closer to him, sliding in slowly.

"K…Kuran!"

It was a growl that was caught between a whine and anger, and Zero was answered with small kisses to the back of his neck and behind his ear, the slight panting of the pureblood distracting and strange.

He had never seen Kaname exert himself, yet he could feel the older boy's warmth, his quickened breath, his very heartbeat in every movement.

But of course, all this was pushed to the back of his mind as the pureblood continued to press deeper.

"Fuck, Kuran!" The ex-prefect stopped himself from saying that it was hurting like a total bitch – he still refused to show weakness to the pureblood, instead concentrating on keeping his breathing steady and directing his thoughts away from the extreme discomfort.

When Kaname was fully inside the younger boy, he paused to allow them both to catch their breath. Zero's body was impossibly tense, almost painfully so; Kaname needed the boy to relax, moving the hand on his hip sliding lower to cup the younger boy's crotch, stroking slowly.

Zero shuddered, the onslaught of foreign sensation was too much for his brain, and he unconsciously relaxed, unintentionally shifting backward, pressing himself against the older boy in attempt to move away from the pleasure. The Pureblood hissed, immediately gripping the fair-haired boy's hip to stop him from moving unnecessarily.

Neither of them said a word as the brunet started moving, thrusting slowly as first, watching the younger boy's face quietly from the corner of his eye, almost cautiously, for something, anything, really.

He wasn't disappointed.

Zero was lost in the novelty of feeling. It was so intense, his head was swimming with every movement from the Kuran. The possibility of losing consciousness surfaced at the back of his hazy mind, and he unconsciously gripped the sheets with his free hand in attempt to anchor himself. He was having trouble breathing.

"It's…too deep."

The fair-haired boy's cheeks burned as he uttered those words, trying to shift away from the Kuran, who did not give way. The older boy leaned forward, so his chest was touching the ex-prefect's back, his tongue drawing a wet line from the boy's ear to his nape, his fangs scraping lightly at the milky skin.

"Take it out!"

Kaname was surprised; he hadn't expected the Kiryuu's voice or the little sounds he made to be able to sound so erotic – it made his heart quicken, and he didn't like it.

Zero whined as Kaname thrust in particularly roughly, burying his face in the crumpled sheets beneath him, in attempt to muffle his cries. It was so strange – the overwhelming pleasure was short-circuiting his brain – he couldn't form a proper sentence anymore; Kuran was driving him crazy.

"Slower, please….Slower!" Zero hissed, trying to reorganize his thoughts. All he could do was feel, and it felt so good it terrified him.

Kaname reluctantly complied, sighing as Zero clenched around him, his body tensing up again as he panicked.

The Pureblood growled softly, leaning forward once more, pressing butterfly kisses on the younger boy's shoulders, releasing the captive arm; he embraced the slightly smaller frame in mock affection. He slowed his hips with all his willpower.

"Relax for me."

The words spoken were soft and kind, and Zero found himself complying in his state of confusion.

Kaname's teeth pulled playfully at the ex-prefect's silver ear cuffs.

"Don't be afraid, just feel."

Zero cried out as Kaname regained his pace, placing an arm next to the fair-haired boy's head to support himself as his thrusts increased in power, reveling in the soft whines he drew from the boy's throat as he did so, his other hand supporting the Kiryuu's flat tummy, purring as he felt himself teeter closer to the edge. Zero had started to meet his thrusts, but the brunet didn't notice – he was too busy trying to keep himself from ejaculating prematurely; which he found ridiculous, because he never had such a problem before. The hand supporting the younger boy now slid down to stroke the ex-prefect's neglected erection, forcing a sharp intake of breath from the Kiryuu, which the Kuran found extremely arousing.

Kaname didn't want to admit it, but Zero was one of the best lays he'd had to date.

His lips found that lean nape, and he unconsciously latched to it, sucking and nipping at the skin, rough enough to bruise but not hard enough to break skin. His fangs scraped at the now-tender skin: it was sickeningly tempting to just sink in his fangs –

"-ran!"

Zero let out a muffled cry as he came, his entrance clenching around Kaname, his entire body shuddering from the sensation. Kaname hissed, pressing forward twice more, losing himself in the intense heat that was milking him of his essence, he unconsciously bit into the fair neck in front of him; a burst of flavor met his parched tongue - the boy's blood tasted like fine wine - and before he knew it, he was drunk on afterglow and blood lust; pressing the Kiryuu down against the bed, ignoring the muffled curse and dodging an elbow, he continued to lap lightly at the fresh wound, purring contentedly.

But that was before Zero regained his senses.

Thwack!

Kuran Kaname held his stinging cheek in slight shock.

"What the fuck, Kuran! I told you to stop! Don't you ever listen to people when they're talking? And why the fuck did you bite me? I'll fucking kill you!"

Kaname managed to dodge the next punch that the younger boy sent in his direction, grabbing his arm and pulling so that the ex-prefect landed none too gracefully on his lap. Zero looked like he was about say something, when the pureblood simply pressed their lips together, effectively cutting off the Kiryuu.

He pulled away only when the younger boy stilled, but only a little, so their faces were still centimeters away from each other.

"…No one slaps me."

There was no malice in the words; he was merely stating a fact. He raised a fine eyebrow when he heard Zero chuckle darkly.

"I just did."

A small smirk graced the Pureblood's face, and he brought the hand that was still in his grasp to his lips, tongue flicking out to taste a fair finger-tip, swirling around the tip before taking the digit into his mouth.

Zero's face was bright red.

Zero was in denial.

He didn't want to accept the fact that he had just slept with a man, much less Kuran-jerk.
He never thought he would ever be in such a position - in the strong arms of another male, after an entire night of going at it like rabbits.

His face burned red at the thought.
He buried his face into the pillow in shame, and even such a slight movement caused the brunet beside him to stir.

Dark lashes fluttered open, and Zero's breath caught. It was the first time he actually had a good look at the pureblood at such a close proximity. They were almost nose to nose, and the pureblood looked absolutely stunning, even in his half-awake stupor. Zero felt his cheeks heat up as he unintentionally recalled the events from the night before.

The Kiryuu couldn't tear his eyes away from those slightly parted lips, and he was close enough to be able to feel the other boy's breath.

…those lips…were on his….

Zero immediately turned away from the other boy, his face burning. Kaname was in the middle of leaning in to steal the fair-haired boy's lips, but settled for pulling the boy against him so that his chest was against the slightly smaller boy's back, his lips by his ear. His arms snaked around a slim waist and hip, pressing them flush against each other, his leg sliding slyly in between the Kiryuu's, ignoring the shudder of discomfort from the younger boy.

Elegant fingers brushed aside the silver strands that fell messily over the back of the ex-prefect's neck, and Kaname couldn't help but lap at the still raw bite from the night before, a deep purr rumbling from his throat. Zero was fighting all the warning bells that were ringing in his head – what they had done was wrong!

Kaname didn't love him.

Zero didn't…

…did he?

Zero pushed the brunet away, sitting up abruptly.

"I…" he began, refusing to look at Kaname, who was leaning on an elbow in slight displeasure, waiting for him to continue.

"…I have to go." The fair-haired boy stood, walking about to gather his clothing and trying to ignore the sticky mess that ran down his legs, he put on his clothes, and immediately stalked out to door, deaf to Kaname's repetitions of his name.

He found himself outside Kain and Aidou's room.

"…to the library." The door opened unexpectedly, and Aidou stood there with his mouth half open in surprise.

Kain had followed suit half a second later, wondering why his cousin was standing at the door like a statue, and when he saw the Kiryuu at their door way trembling with his clothes in a mess, his hair disheveled and a face that was on the verge of tears, he shoved his cousin to the side and ushered the boy in.

They made him take a shower, Kain lending him a set of his clothes to change into while they sent his own to the wash.

The three of them sat in the room in silence.

"…So what happened?"

Kain cursed – trust Hanabusa to break the fragile moment of comfort between the three of them!

"…I'm sure Kiryuu needs some time to gather himself, Hanabusa."

Zero tensed, his hands clasped together, tell-tale of his nervous state of mind, when he let out a huge sigh and leaned back against his chair.

"…I think I'm going mad."

Aidou was the first to break the silence once more.

"…Why?"

At times like this, Kain didn't know whether he was grateful to his cousin or whether he wanted to throw him out a window because of his insensitivity.

Kain's gaze travelled to Zero, who looked as if he was seriously going to try to answer.

"What does it feel like to have unrequited love?"

The two cousins froze for a moment, sharing a look before regarding Zero in slight disbelief.

"You're in love, Kiryuu?"

The fair-haired boy's cheeks flamed and he turned away from them, huffing a little.

"I-I never said anything like that!"

Aidou added two and two together.

"WHAAAAAAAAAT?"

Both Kain and Zero were stunned by the sudden outburst, and Zero frowned when Aidou grabbed his collar and yanked.

"Y-Y-Y-You and K-Kaname-s-sama!"

Zero winced as Aidou pulled the collar a little too hard, brushing against the wound on his nape, threatening to re-open it.

"A-Aidou!" Zero brushed the Noble vampire off, gently rubbing at his wound in attempt to sooth the dull pain.

Why the hell was it taking so long to heal?

Kain remained silent, observing the two. The Pureblood Prince took blood from this Level D? The more Kain thought about it, the more improbable it seemed, yet maybe if it was Kiryuu Zero, Kain could see it being possible.

The fair-haired boy was unpredictable, even before he lost his memories. He made people do things that they wouldn't normally do, and somehow Kain could see a strange yet plausible relationship budding between his Prince and this boy. Aidou was in shock.

The nobles had to coax their Prince into taking blood from them, yet this Level D managed to get Kaname-sama to drink from him without even suggesting it? It was unheard of! Atrocious! Annoying! Yet frustratingly believable.

That day Zero didn't return to his room, but instead slept on the floor in Kain and Aidou's room, despite Aidou's protests. He wasn't particularly looking forward to class later in the evening, but he had skipped enough, and decided that seeing the Pureblood couldn't be so terrible.

Or so he thought.

All eyes were on him when he entered the classroom.

His whole body tensed, and he made his way to his seat mechanically, trying to ignore the obvious glares and looks of confusion. He couldn't figure out what was going on. Why were they looking at him like that?

Kaname, who was seated at the back of the class, had his gaze trained on him like a hawk, which confused him to no end. He took a few deep breaths, before taking out his notepad and pen, determinedly facing forward.

He was tempted to ignore the familiar presence that now stood at his side.

"…You smell like Akatsuki." The pureblood's voice was bordering on venomous.

Zero didn't understand his displeasure.

"These are his clothes, Kuran."

At that sentence, the tension in the room multiplied by ten, and the brunet grabbed the ex-prefect's wrist, hauling him out of the classroom and into the hallway, ignoring the younger boy's curses and protests and the rest of the class that had just watched this little episode in stunned and fearful silence.

The Pureblood had led them into an empty classroom, and after pulling Zero inside, he promptly locked the door with his powers, rather focusing on trapping the fair-haired boy between a wall and himself.

Zero glared at him, his lilac eyes turning an angry violet.

"What is your problem?"

Kaname rolled his eyes, pressing closer to the slightly shorter boy, as if asserting his dominance.

"You're mine."

The hot breath at his ear sent shivers down his spine, and the words took a while to register, but when they did, Zero had scoffed.

"I don't remember ever becoming your property, so if you'll excuse me-"

Kaname slammed the younger boy against the wall again, crushing their lips together as the back of Zero's head hit the wall, his hands clutching the ex-prefect's to prevent him from struggling. But Zero managed to break away this time, punching the brunet squarely across the jaw.

He wiped his mouth with the back of his sleeve.

"You insensitive bastard!"

Zero didn't know what possessed him to grab the older boy's collar and pull him in for a messy kiss, and everything had somewhat spiraled out of control once more, as wandering hands started to slide across fabric and under it, caressing heated skin.

It was gloriously sinful.

"Why are we doing this?"

Kaname was buttoning up his jacket, brushing off invisible lint on his shoulder.

Zero was huddled on the teacher's desk, his half-ripped shirt draped around his shoulders. He mentally made a note to buy Kain a new shirt.

"Why?"

Amber eyes regarded the fair figure on the desk.

"Because it's mutually satisfying."

Zero didn't understand why his heart sank when those words left Kaname's lips, but he remained silent.

Kaname was halfway to the door when Zero's quiet voice stopped him again.

"…What about Yuuki? Why don't you just take her?"

Kaname whirled around so fast that Zero hardly caught the action. Those eyes burned with silent anger, and Zero found his heart quickening slightly.

"Yuuki is too precious to me, fool."

Zero's temper snapped.

"Then I am a fucking substitute."

Deny it, you bastard.

His heart was aching, inexplicably so, and the throbbing made his stomach churn and his legs weak.

Kaname looked away, out of the window, silent.

Zero nodded slowly, pushing himself off the desk and throwing the used tissues into the bin, he arranged his clothing, not meeting Kaname's gaze, he paused at the door.

"You're a fucking greedy bastard, Kuran."

The door was left open, and silence enveloped the brunet who stood alone in the classroom.

Zero had packed his belongings, and prepared to move into his room – it would be ready in two days. He had left Kaname's room the day before, imposing on Aidou and Kain instead, amazed that they so willingly allowed him to squat with them even though their leader had specifically told them not to go near Zero. In fact, Zero was surprised Kaname let him stay with them.

He couldn't stay with the Pureblood any longer – he couldn't take the annoying throbbing in his heart every time he even thought about Kuran-jerk , so he had left.

He could understand that the Pureblood didn't love him, he could understand if he had slept with him for mutual benefit, but he didn't ever want to be anyone's substitute. It was insulting, and he hated it. He hated Yuuki, he hated himself, and more than anything, he hated Kuran-jerk. He didn't even have the heart to look for his past with all this shit Kuran was stirring up.

The day to move into his own room came sooner than he expected, and he was busy unpacking when he heard a familiar voice at the door.

"Zero? How do you like your room?"

Zero turned to face the petite brunette with the annoyingly sweet voice, and he was tempted to just ignore her and continue unpacking, until he heard the second voice that followed.

"I'm sure Kiryuu-kun is busy unpacking, Yuuki."

Zero froze, but he forced himself to continue working, pretending not to hear that wonderful voice.

"Thank you for arranging this for him, Kaname-senpai!" The girl bowed, and Kaname had smiled and ruffled her hair.

…it was a smile that Zero had never seen before.

He felt sick.

If they were going to be so lovey dovey then they should get a room!

He dropped the item he was unpacking, standing and brushing past them out of the door, muttering something along the lines of 'bathroom' and ignoring the look of surprise on both their faces, he broke into a sprint once he reached the main hallway.

He found himself in front of the fountain again, the sound of the running water doing wonders for his nerves. It was relaxing, natural, ….right.

"…Do you come here when you're upset?"

Zero glared at the brunet from the corner of his eye.

"What do you want?"

Kaname did not reply, but merely seated himself beside Zero.

"Why are you upset?"

Zero heart clenched, but he let out a forced laugh.

"I'm not upset. Why would I be?"

Kaname didn't need to look at him to tell that he was lying. He didn't push it though.

The two of them sat in relative silence, before Kaname spoke.

"Yuuki's worried about you."

Zero's body tensed, and he started to laugh, a laugh that was strained and unnatural.

Of course. He wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Yuuki.

Zero stood up, brushing off Kaname's amber gaze, making his way leisurely back to the dormitory, not checking whether Kaname was following or not.

When Zero stopped, Kaname stopped too.

"…Don't say her name in front of me."

Kaname's eyes widened in surprise, unsure whether he heard right; unable to function even when Zero turned to flash him a smile.

"I'm heading back first. You should spend more time with her."

Zero's heart felt like it was going to drop out of his chest as he walked away from the brunet.

A hand on his wrist stopped him from moving forward.

Zero whirled around, growling, about to curse, but he found himself enveloped by strong arms, a large hand pressing his head against a firm chest.

"W-what?"

"I don't know."

Kaname was confused. Hell, he had never been such a wreck in his whole life. He didn't know why he felt he needed to hold the boy, he didn't understand his sudden concern, why his eyes kept following the ex-prefect. He didn't understand why his heart ached when he made those faces – faces he hid his weaknesses behind.

Zero smelt nice, his body was warm, and somehow, their bodies fit surprisingly well together. It was a comfortable embrace, an embrace that Kaname found he enjoyed greatly. He knew he shouldn't indulge in something as fruitless as this but he couldn't help himself –

Then he felt a hand against his chest.

Lilac eyes were trained to the ground as the Kiryuu stepped away from the Kuran.

"Save it, Kuran."

The sound of running water was deafening.

"Save it for your precious princess."

A/N: I'm so sorry I took so long to write this! Writing H scenes aren't as easy as they make it out to be. *SHOT* Once again, I thank you all for staying with this story this far, and I hope I haven't killed your interest by all this beating around the bush, angst and drama. Please drop me a review if you're free!