Author's Notes: Hello there lovelies! Surprise! I'm still alive!
I'm sorry, I know I should die... sorry, I'm really sorry!
It surprised me when I realized that I've been a neet for more than a month already and I've only produced two chapters so far! Oh the nightmare! Then I realized that part of the blame lies to my best-friend (yes you, you know who you are!) who introduced me to the delicious pairing of Teen Wolf- Sterek! so I was stuck at AO3 reading some fanfiction so yeah, I blame... *sigh* myself for succumbing to temptation. So now my mind wanders to the idea of crossovers in the future while my sister struck me again while calling me thick-skinned for my shamelessness. Don't worry, as promised, I'll finish this baby first *twiddling thumbs* (she doesn't trust me, *cries*)
Well let's put that aside.
And there might be some inconsistent ideas here from the manga as I didn't know if Kaname can hold Artemis and Bloody Rose without being burned (I know other hunter weapons burns him though he was with Artemis and Bloody Rose in the past so it confused me.) and if Takuma knew Yuki is pureblood or not (since Kaname didn't tell him about Zero being a vampire or about him killing Hio meaning there are things he still keeps from Takuma so I wasn't sure) so I'd like to tell you that here, Kaname also gets burned by Artemis and Blood Rose and Takuma didn't know about Yuki's true identity and relationship with Kaname. Okay? Okay? Are we clear?
This chapter, err, will contain some Ai-Ichi moments, ehem... Well, hopefully you'll like it. I personally love it actually.
Oh and to those who're also disappointed at not seeing a rounded Zero, please don't worry about it. There'll be lots of ways to see and depict it. How can I even let this chance to harass Zero slip by? But I did what needs to be done for a scheme. ohohoho~!
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Chapter 16
Equal
"Ah, Ichiru!"
The silverette sitting quietly in a corner on one of the cafeteria chairs, silently having his meal while greatly wishing he's not going to be noticed by anyone he knows specially his dearest, sharpest brother and clumsy adopted-sister who may or may not wield that dangerous weapon called women's intuition, visibly tensed when he heard his name being called by the aforementioned adopted-sister. He didn't look up nor answer. He stayed as he were, staring hard down his curry and not willing to meet anyone's eyes even as said intruders to his solitude came to take a seat with him around his table.
"Where were you, Ichiru?" Yuki immediately asked once she seated herself in front of the younger silverette, "You didn't attend the earlier classes. Were you following Zero in ditching?" she ignored the older Kiryūwho turned to glare at her and instead continued to whine, "You both missed the details of our booth! Now, don't even complain to me because it's your fault for not being present." She pouted then pursed her lips as if to stop herself from showing her smile at a reminder though they didn't catch it.
"Shut up, Yuki," Zero barked, coloring slightly. He didn't wake up early enough as he was wrapped around the pleasing warmth of Kaname's comforter and arms. After feeding him, the damn pureblood still insisted his sleeping in the Moon dorm, with promises of good behavior on his stupidly charming face which was miraculously kept though because of the comfortable warmth of the body adamantly pressed against him and arms that wound up persistently snaked tightly around him, he still managed to oversleep. Damn it. He woke up at the sound of the bell signaling the Day class' break. He shook the thoughts out of his mind and instead focused on what the petite girl said, "What booth?" the hunter asked, frowning as he took a bite of his bread, pacified by the sweet and sour taste of the strawberry jam.
"For the cultural festival, of course." Yuki explained as she arched an eye brow, a crease appearing on her forehead.
"… huh? It's already time for the preparation?" the older silverette muttered more to himself as he took another bite, confused at how he didn't know about it. When did it start?
The young brunette looked incredulously at her brother, "Geez Zero, how enthralled were you at Kaname-senpai not to even notice?" She teased, albeit still a bit exasperated, generating a glower from the hunter.
He chose to ignore the smirking Yuki to give his attention to his twin brother who he didn't notice was avoiding his gaze, to ask where he'd been and the reason for his tardiness instead, "Why were you late, Ichiru?" He looked at his brother and had to frown at the flush covering his normally pale skin, "Hey, you okay? You look… feverish… hey, Ichiru?" he nudged his twin beside him when he didn't answer.
Ichiru stiffened even more. He didn't trust himself to speak to try and fool his brother and sister because for sure, with the help of his non-existent acting skills, he'll be found out. Oh God, kami-sama, Buddha, Amun-Ra, anyone, please help me! He really didn't know how he can get away from the situation without exposing himself. But since no celestial being came down to help him even after a minute of silent prayers, he just let his siblings fuss and make a conclusion on their own.
"Hey Ichiru, are you feeling bad? You look ready to explode." Yuki said with an obvious tone of concern, all glee at teasing the hunter suddenly forgotten.
He nodded, still not speaking, convincing himself that it's not exactly a lie as his body is really aching and the thought of the reason behind that made him blush even deeper which generated a panicked response from his brother.
"Ichiru!" Zero stood to feel his brother's forehead and felt him burning up a little, "You have a fever, come with me."
"Eh?" the younger silverette looked up then, also surprised that he's really having a slight fever. So that's why his body felt heavy, he thought it's something to do with last night. He quietly thanked his lucky stars that are apparently still silently present even after their long absence. He followed clumsily, his hips killing him, as his twin dragged him to the clinic.
"Why did you even come here if you're feeling bad? Geez you, really," Zero scolded him as he led the way to the school clinic.
Ichiru didn't answer, focused on looking ill which wasn't hard because he really felt a bit dizzy as his brother dragged him in a pace that's too fast for a fragile human with legs ready to give up under him. Geez, his brother, after being a vampire for years, he already forgot the normal speed ordinary humans considered slow.
They arrived at the clinic. Zero violently threw the door open which startled the poor old nurse. He was instantly pushed down on one of the beds, his temperature taken, a cooling pad immediately plastered on his forehead and was given some medicine to drink as the nurse knew him very well. He's been a frequent visitor here which is why he's very close with the good natured nurse enough that they call each other by their first name.
"Ichiru-kun, what happened this time?" Yamashita Hotaru, the old nurse asked him as she looked at his temperature that's indeed slightly higher than normal.
"Just exhausted, Hotaru-san," he answered, giving her a sweet smile, his blush deepening though because of guilt this time. He closed his eyes. He wanted to catch some sleep as he still lacked some because of the night before and to also successfully avoid a would-be awkward confrontation with his siblings. It's like killing two birds with one stone. He heard Hotaru-san talked to his brother to let him rest. He smiled; the nurse was one of the few who weren't scared of his brother because she knew of his kindness as he's the one who always accompanies him here. She knew of how close they are and even found it sweet and charming making her dote on both of them.
When the curtain around his bed was drawn to give him privacy to sleep, he allowed himself to open his eyes as he was taken back to the happenings of the night before. Really, he thought he's going to die because of both nervousness and excitement.
…..
He let him lead the way through the dark forest, his hand holding his tightly, with only the moonlight to illuminate their path. By the time they reached the clearing, near the Academy gates, Ichiru's chest was already heaving as the blond vampire almost dragged him in a most unforgiving pace that his lungs certainly didn't appreciate and coupled with his own frenzy emotion, it caused his heart to over speed.
He squinted his eyes unseeingly through the darkness, his lilac orbs were a bit unfocused as exhaustion attacked his system. He crouched, his free hand on his knee, as he panted hard. His fast, deep, steady breaths penetrated the otherwise silent surroundings with a few strands of his silver hair clinging on his sweat laden temple and forehead. He could feel his lover tensed through their intertwined hands.
"Are you alright, Ichiru?" Hanabusa asked almost frantically. He didn't realize he was going too fast as elation and excitement made him unmindful of his speed and quite forgetting his silverette's frailty. "I'm sorry." He added as he extended a hand to rub gently on his back.
Ichiru only gave him a look, not yet able to snap a retort to the overzealous blond though the worry and concern he saw etched on his handsome face made him forgive the over-enthusiastic little devil almost immediately. So he nodded instead and after a few more minutes, he was able to stand upright and clearly look at his surrounding once more. It's only then that he noticed the grand black car just a few feet away from them, almost indistinguishable as the darkness of the night carefully hid its body. He wouldn't have noticed it completely had the light of the moon didn't shine and reflect on the metallic exterior.
Silver-lavender orbs quickly flew to the dazzling blond beside him, blatant inquiry obvious through the soft frown decorating his pale face which was answered by a proud and smug smirk on a handsome face and with a mischievous twinkle inside the blue sapphires of the young Adonis, it painted the most enticing sight of a fallen angel. The silver prefect inwardly sighed. The world does take its favorites.
He vaguely heard his lover muttered something that could have been 'come on' and while he was internally lamenting the unfairness of the universe, he was further led nearer the parked vehicle. When they were standing right beside the driver's side, the vampire fished out a small remote looking thing with his free hand and forcefully handed it to the stunned silverette, who can already tell what the black car is for but not quite believing it, with a giant smile plastered on his face.
"Happy birthday, Ichiru," he greeted again, grinning at the flabbergasted sight of his lover, glee evident in his voice. He has long specially ordered the foreign car for the silverette and has been wanting to give it but wasn't able to without betraying his feelings when he thought it would forever remain unrequited. And even when he could right now without any problem, he worried about Ichiru's reaction. Knowing his personality, he'd refuse it without a second thought and so he bought him another simple present (as all his pre-arranged intended gifts were too luxurious as per his most trusted cousin's advice) but after getting a whiff of what their pureblood leader gave to the hunter for today and then what the royal children gave Ichiru, he can't possibly allow himself to give a rather ordinary gift. And seeing his reaction, it was well-worth it that he's itching to just give his entire fortune to him so he can keep seeing this adorable expression.
The wide-eyed prefect looked at his lover for a very long time before finally turning to the behemoth of a car beside him. He looked back at the vampire, now positively radiating with happiness. He shook his head, "I… I c-can't," he stammered.
The blond vampire gave him a look before slightly turning his head in a playful imitation of stubbornness, "No can do. No take backs."
"Hana, I can't. It's too much!" Ichiru exclaimed desperately.
"It's not," the noble replied in a matter-of-fact tone, "your brother received an estate from Kaname-sama, compared to that, this is simpler." He explained, pushing his advantage to have his silverette accept it, "Come on. I really want you to have it. Accept it, please?" He even added while putting in a look of utter sincerity and no small amount of adorable, pitiable pleading expression which he reserves when he really wants to get his way. Desperate times calls for desperate measure.
Oh shit, not that look. "But," he tried to reason though he felt himself waver in the face of angelic appeal.
"It's okay, it's okay," he brightly assured. He knew he already won against his beloved and so even before another hesitating reply was made; he snatched the hand holding the key to press, using Ichiru's thumb, the button that would automatically unlock the door and immediately herded the silverette inside. Afterwards, he went to the other side to settle himself in the passenger's seat.
The younger Kiryū found himself surrounded by the cool and modern interior. He looked forward to the dashboard housing the sleek steering wheel, different meters which he honestly can't tell measures what, several apparatus, buttons, a monitor and other whatnot that he can't name. It's so grand that even though he's not familiar with cars as he's not that interested with it, he could still tell that it's one finely made and expensive type of vehicle. It intimidated him.
And the fact that he can't drive only intensified his distress.
He turned to the vampire seated beside him, already wearing an expectant look for him to start and perhaps take them somewhere for a spin, clearly not knowing that he's only asking for their demise via road accident. It vexed him to be the one to burst his bubble.
"Err… Hana… I can't drive…" he started in a small voice, "and anyway, I'm not allowed. I don't have a license…"
There was a short and awkward silence that ensued as the blond noble blinked at him.
"EH? Why?" Hanabusa was finally able to ask. He knew that his genius mind made driving for him as easy as breathing, he learned it only within hours, but it's really not that hard of a feat and why didn't he just apply for a license?
Ichiru frowned at his clueless expression, "Because you have to be at least eighteen to get a driver's license…" How can he not know that?
The silverette watched with apprehension as realization and mortification flash across aquamarine orbs. It was followed by a series of groans, flailing and some body swaying. He watched with a bit of amusement and pity as his lover held and scratched his golden head restlessly.
Oh fuck! Shit! He forgot about that! He grimaced. It has completely escaped him as aristocrats and, of course, purebloods, all over the world can get their license as early as sixteen regardless of the law in their country. He groaned again. What an epic failure. He wanted to die as he slumped his head on the dashboard. How mortifying. How could he even forget that tiny little detail? It burned tears of humiliation and shame in his eyes. He wanted the Earth to open up and swallow him. He can't even find the strength to look at his, no doubt troubled, silverette.
There was a soft smile that graced the prefect's lips, although inappropriate in the face of the depression in front him, he just can't help but be happy that his vampire thought so much about something as simple as his birthday present. That he'll put it in such high regard touched him so much so that he can't help but chuckle, this strengthened the desire to rescue his lover from despair and self-hate.
"It's okay, Hana. I really like it. It also looks, uhm, new and… sturdy so I think it could wait for a year more, right? Or we could let the chairman use it to drive us or something. I really think this baby could still wait for me so cheer up, 'kay?" Ichiru offered in a most upbeat and lively voice, meaning every word he said.
"Umh, it will hold. It's an armored vehicle," Hanabusa emerged from his hiding place to face his gentle silverette to grant him a smile, though still pained, feeling even worst that he's being comforted on his birthday. God, that's so messed up! "It's bullet proof and can withstand chemical attacks. But still, don't deliberately drive it straight into the water… or ocean… or concrete…" he added a bit sullenly.
"Hana. I'm clumsy, not suicidal." He arched his eyebrow but still unoffended. Feeling too happy to be annoyed, he could probably forgive anything right now, even the chairman's ridiculous ramblings.
This successfully generated a laugh, though brief, from the still dejected blond. He felt his lover reach out for him and his hand was enveloped by the warmth of Ichiru's hold. He returned his smile though he's still unsatisfied with the outcome. He was thinking on how to make up for this stupid mistake when his gaze fell on their intertwined hands. Then he remembered the gift he was supposed to give him instead. It's the simplest of all the presents he prepared but it does hold much meaning as to why he chose it. He used his free hand to feel all his pockets, not quite remembering where he put it.
Ichiru watched as hope and determination replaced the despondent expression of his beloved as he search for something in his person and he later fished out a small dark blue box. He peered curiously as Hana opened the box to reveal two halves of what appear to be a circular, or perhaps an oval, white metallic bracelet and a small tool that seems to be a screw driver nicely cushioned inside. He dazedly watched with interest as his vampire went to work to attach the two metallic halves using the small screw driver around the wrist of his hand that he was holding.
After Hanabusa finished attaching the two ends of the bracelet, he looked at it for a while, greatly pleased at how well it turned out and how great it looks against his lover's pale skin. It's valuable but not ostentatious, perfect for his humble prefect. The white gold as well as the lilac colored stones embedded (so that Ichiru didn't notice there were stones entrenched to it) into the bracelet glimmered with the car's light. He smiled as he stared at the stones, parted in equal spaces from one another, he could have put in diamonds or rubies instead but if he's going to give something like a bracelet to Ichiru, it must be with these stones. He finally returned his gaze back to his lover; he was met by questioning lilac orbs.
"This is, err, another gift, you know. Treat it as an apology for this," the vampire explained, pertaining to his stupid blunder.
"You don't need to apologize for anything," the prefect answered, his worry renewed, which was awarded by a grin from the noble.
"I thought you might like the stones," he just said instead and watched as his lover examines the trinket, "Those are special fluorites. It turns light violet, like now, under incandescent lighting but it's normally blue under the sun." he smiled as a faint flush slowly fill the prefect's pale cheeks while surprise, amazement and a bit of quiet disbelief light those stunning lilac eyes as if he can't believe he would do something as sappy and sentimental as that. Ah, well, he's mush when it comes to Ichiru. No doubt about that. He's guilty as charged.
Ichiru didn't say anything in response to that; instead he just avoided those grinning, fully restored, blue sapphires by scrutinizing the simple bracelet again. It's quite heavy but really modest looking, cool and classy and despite the eight stones embedded around it, it didn't look girly or extravagant but does speak of fine taste. He stared at the lilac colored fluorite, surprised at how such a thing exists, anticipating how it looks under the sunlight. He smiled. Yeah, he does like it, "Thanks," he whispered.
He was still looking at the trinket, wondering about the shade of the stones under the sun when the blond reached out to cup his cheek. He turned, a bit startled at the sudden gesture, only to stop at the captivating sight of his lover.
Hanabusa was now seated comfortably; leaning backwards, with his head slacked against the headrest, his blue eyes watching him as if entranced and a most alluring, almost lazy, smile on his lips.
It tempted him.
His heart immediately thrummed painfully in his chest as all the blood rushed to his face to paint him scarlet. He was so hypnotized that he can't help but lean forward as if magnetized, when his vampire moved to him, knowing what he's welcoming. He met his lips and he was instantly and completely lost in him.
The noble was mesmerized as he watched the innocent happiness manifested inside those silvery amethyst whilst looking at the simple gift. He loves how modest and pure Ichiru is. Kindhearted and amiable, fragile but strong, fierce and beautiful. All his qualities just make him completely crazy about him.
If there's a pure, naïve and angelic succubus, that'll be Ichiru.
He inwardly sighed.
He's utterly bewitched.
Completely beguiled.
And helplessly captured.
And when he felt those sinfully sweet lips on his, soft like silk and intoxicating like the most potent drink, he closed his eyes to further concentrate in the delicious feel it gave him. The hand holding his lover's cheek moved to tangle its fingers with silken silver threads and lock itself in the base of his tied hair. He could feel his heart wreaked havoc inside his chest as he angled his silverette's head to finally explore the alluring heat of his mouth. He pulled him closer; his other hand snaking around his lover's waist, the enchanting vanilla scent enveloped him, further drugging his senses.
He lost himself in the exquisite sensations of Ichiru returning his kiss that he delved his tongue deeper, his sweetness rapidly muddling his mind, sucking hungrily to further taste the ambrosial flavor. His prefect's heavenly scent intensified as the heat suffused around them got even wilder and hotter. He let out a groan as he let his hand start its adamant exploration on his lover's skin. He pushed his clothes upward to feel his burning skin, felt the hands holding on to his arm and clothes tightened, to rub maddening caresses.
Ichiru gasped against the mouth providing him such sweet torment when he felt the hand fondling him lovingly found one of his hard and taut nipples and gave it a light squeeze. It sent wonderful shivers down his spine and he can't help but break the kiss to let out a breathless moan. He felt his lover took the liberty to nibble and suck the pliant flesh on his neck until it reddened. He was so distracted that he let out a surprised yelp, his hands frantically searched for Hanabusa's shoulders for support, when he was completely snatched from his seat, over the low barricade that contains the clutch and other accessories he can't name, by his inhumanely strong, incredibly impatient and highly aroused lover.
He only let go of his silverette's velvety skin when he's settling him on his lap, to look deep into his startled, darkened lilac orbs as he arrange himself snuggly between his thighs. He watched as Ichiru blushed even deeper when he felt his arousal against his own. He smirked seductively at the innocent reaction.
They stayed like that for a moment, panting hard, as deep azure orbs asked for consent to darken amethysts as they both know where the hot encounter is heading to.
And when Ichiru closed his eyes to initiate a kiss as he gently cupped both his cheeks with slightly trembling hands, skin redder than ever, the vampire's heart soared. He tightly wrapped his arms around his silverette as he desperately returned the chaste kiss, their bodies rocking delightfully against each other. He felt his lover clumsily unbutton his clothes, he smiled as he felt his trembling hands' jerky movements. Afterwards, he proceeded to take off his prefect's shirt over his head, momentarily breaking their fiery kiss, before moving to unbuckle Ichiru's pants.
He's going to die.
He's seriously going to die. He's even surprised that he still didn't suffer cardiac arrest with how fast his heart is beating by now as he felt himself get slowly stripped by nimble hands desirous in feeling his naked body. When the last article was removed, he knew he must be flushed from the root of his hair down to his toes, he was again arranged on his lover's lap.
His silver-lavender orbs gazed at the noble wearing that irresistible smirk, still elegant and with his shirt completely unbuttoned to reveal a lean and sinewy body, he's even more sinfully attractive. Damn it. He wanted to cover his pathetic gaunt skin-covered-bones; it can't possibly be called a body. He flung a conscious arm in an attempt to awkwardly cover himself but was immediately arrested by the blond who leaned forward to whisper huskily against his mouth.
"Don't do that, Ichiru. You're beautiful."
It was all he heard before full, delectable lips covered his pliant ones once again. He sighed as he closed his eyes, unable to believe that someone so wonderful could actually revere him so much. He could feel Hanabusa's overwhelming affection through the eager and ardent violation of his mouth. He grasped a handful of his golden tresses and tightened his hold on his shoulder as he got swept away by the fierce need and desire to fill himself with everything that is Hanabusa.
The noble travelled his hands to memorize every curves of his silverette. Ichiru is indeed thin but no less beautiful. The Kendo practices also afforded him with a bit of muscle here and there and, though he's still skinny, his body has a delicate fine shape. He lovingly caressed his smooth skin, pleasantly sweaty from the heat, until he found the hard, flushed length of his little silverette.
It broke their kiss as Ichiru escaped to let out a loud moan when he started to stroke it. He watched with fascination at the evident pleasure reflected in his lover's expression and drank the music of his dulcet cries. He drowned him with kisses, on his jaw, cheek, to his temple then ear. He only stopped the sweet torture when he felt Ichiru's desperate nudges and heard him call his name, almost pleadingly. He smiled in understanding and promptly let go of his erection, now sticky with the steady flow of pre-cum, to prepare his lover for his entrance.
He pushed his silverette on his knees before he shoved one finger, slicked with pre-cum, inside his small aperture. He caught his breath as he felt how tight and warm it is inside. Ichiru cried sharply, his body tensed as his eyes widened in pain whilst he continued to stroke the digit in and out of his heat.
"Shhh…" he cooed, rubbing comforting circles on his silverette's hip with his free hand. "I'll take care of you," he awarded his lover with an intense kiss and trapped another sharp cry when he added a second finger. His free hand supported the trembling prefect and he further deepened the kiss as a distraction when he scissor inside to further widen the insides. He curved the long digits eliciting a moan from the silverette which he caught with his lips. He thoroughly massaged his lover's opening before finally adding a third finger when he's sure it will hurt less which was awarded by a whimper from his lover. He let a moment pass while he decadently devoured Ichiru's heavenly supple lips to let him get used to the pain as he opened him up.
Ichiru broke the enticing kiss, "H-Hana, I c-can't anymore," he breathed out the words, "my k-knees are about to give up." He finished while panting a bit.
The vampire chuckled at the adorably naïve and honest declaration. He conceded and took out his fingers. The silverette immediately sagged in his arms and leaned forward to rest his head and gasped for air on his shoulder while he freed his own arousal. Hanabusa kissed his lover's cheek. It made him turn and look in to his eyes as he gripped his hips to gently guide and ease him down his hard length.
The silverette caught his breath once again, the tears that formed earlier finally trickled down his cheek, his nails digging into Hanabusa's shoulder, and though he has been prepared for it, the thick pressure of his vampire's arousal still hurts like hell. He buckled, letting out a sharp cry as his lover's cooed and comfort him. He could feel sweet little kisses rain down on his face, licking his tears, and hear the calming husky voice whispering 'I love you' repeatedly in his ears. It drowned him and soon he was fully seated on his lover. Twin moans filled the small space of the car and he shivered as he felt too full, emotionally and quite literally, inside. He panted, feeling the point of their union throb, giving him an odd but pleasant sensation.
Hanabusa breathed deeply in to his neck, the intoxicating vanilla scent burned quite a painful thirst in the back of his throat, and he exercised a great deal of self-control not to let his foremost instinct as a vampire which is to mark and sample his lover's blood get the better of him. Instead, he concentrated in the feel of Ichiru hot and soft around him. He sighed. He nibbled on his neck and shoulder, kissing and sucking passionately, while he waited for him to get use to his size, enveloping his adorable lover with the warmth of his embrace.
When he felt Ichiru relax in his arm, he looked in to his alluring amethysts orbs before briefly kissing his luscious mouth and slowly lifting him through his length only to pull him back in a fierce lunge. They both threw their heads backwards, loud moans filled the air with the soft jiggles of Ichiru's hair tie's bell, as they were attacked by fierce pleasure with a hint of pain and a raging desire for more budding inside.
The silver prefect went wild as the vampire set out a vicious pace. He could feel a fire burn gloriously deep inside him with each smooth withdrawal and immediate thrust. The intense discomfort completely ebbed away and replaced by the addicting pleasurable ache with each lunge. It rapidly enthralled and enticed him that he sometimes pulled himself up only to sink back in if the noble still hasn't recovered.
Ichiru rested his forehead on his lover's. He's completely enamored with his vampire's stunningly adorable and alluring expression of evident enjoyment and bliss, with his lips slightly parted as he panted heavily, his skin flushed and sweaty, his disheveled golden hair clinging to his temple, and his gorgeous darkened blue eyes displaying a beautiful mix of love and lust. There's a sense of weakness as well as hunger in his expression that completely seduced him. That, with Hanabusa's own cries of pleasure is enough to satisfy him. It's extremely unbelievable how someone so perfect could love and desire him this much.
He let out a lewd breathless whimper as he closed his eyes and he arched his back when he felt Hana brushed a certain area inside him in one of his thrusts. His vampire caught it, knew it to be his most sensitive area, and he didn't waste any time to attack the pleasure zone repeatedly, eliciting loud moans from them both, Ichiru especially. He then felt as his lover pulled his hair tie, freeing his silver hair, damp from sweat. He opened his eyes when he heard the soft clang and ring of the bell when it hit the car floor and he was greeted by the sexy picture of Hanabusa leaning towards him with a hypnotizing gaze and enchanting smile. He was surprised when he held a few strands of his longish silver hair to lovingly kiss it.
"You're perfect," he whispered, almost out of breath with tone heavy and deep with pleasure and exhilaration at finally being able to claim his precious treasure, "I love you," he breathed almost voicelessly.
He pulled his startled mate into a fiery kiss to relieve even just a bit of his burning craving though it only fanned the flames of desire deep within him.
He's lost at how anyone could ever even think of anything unsightly towards this lovely and dazzling creature. He couldn't see any flaw as even his sickly nature and clumsiness only adds to make him so unbearably adorable that he might just crush and suffocate him in his tight possessive grasp.
How are you so perfect?
How could you be so beautiful?
How could anyone not love you?
They must be blind. He's extremely lucky. And while he pities those fools who's missing out the entire world, he's not about to let go of this hand no matter what.
He guided Ichiru by helping him lift himself up and to slam eagerly down. His other hand found his lover's dripping shaft to fondle and stroke it, trapping their groans of pleasure in his mouth.
They continued with their ardent tasks of loving each other with the heat burning their sweat covered bodies until they reached the peak of ardor. He opened his silver-lavender eyes to find equally half-masted cerulean orbs gazing back at him, they broke their kiss but their lips still hovered each other's, moaning as they climaxed and spill into one another, both breathless and spent but clearly blissfully content and satisfied.
Hanabusa held his exhausted lover in his arms while they even out their breaths. He rubbed comforting circles on his back while his other hand tangled its fingers with silky silver threads. He hummed as he smelled his lovely fragrance and had to marvel how anyone could smell so innocently sweet and seductively beguiling at the same time when he felt Ichiru's deep steady breaths on his pulse. He looked at him to find a peacefully slumbering silverette. He chuckled. I guess it's too much to ask for a second round then. Well, he must be too tired.
So he only kissed his temple and forehead while softly whispering, "Happy Birthday, Ichiru."
And Ichiru answered by snuggling closer to him.
…..
He groggily woke up though he kept his eyes close, not knowing when he actually fell asleep, after feeling another presence just on his bedside. He felt a cool hand on his still feverish skin, gently cupping his cheek.
"Ichiru,"
His eyes fluttered open to train his sleepy silver-lavender orbs on the angelic blond currently looking at him with concern in his lovely blue eyes. He dazedly watched as his lover sat beside him on the clinic bed, a frown gracing the features of the young Adonis, "How are you feeling?"
"'m fine." He mumbled weakly as he snuggled closer to the palm holding his cheek, relaxing as the pleasant cool spread on his burning skin.
He smiled as he heard his beloved chuckle and watched as Hanabusa seemingly touched the already warm plaster on his forehead and feel it slowly cool again.
"You never ceases to worry me," the blond gently scold his lover. After waking up in extremely high spirits and eating his breakfast with such energy and animation which was at par with their vice-president's, annoying pretty much everyone, even his most trustworthy cousin who could only shake his head in exasperation, he immediately set out to look for his charge and do his undertaking very willingly. He wondered how well Ichiru slept after he cleaned him and tucked him on his bed when his happy wondering bubble was instantly punctured by the female prefect who gave him the alarming news of his illness. While he was a bit relieved that it's only a fever and not one of his asthma episodes, he was still worried knowing that he might have caused it. He knew he didn't exactly hold back in loving him. He blush at the thought, and to be honest, the idea of being gentle completely flew out of his genius mind. "How's your body?"
Ichiru's eyes widen at the question. His lilac orbs immediately surveyed their surroundings and tried to use his faint hunter senses to make sure that his brother and Hotaru-san are not around. He almost sighed in relief when he was able to make sure that they're alone, "F-fine," he stammered, embarrassment further deepening his flush. Argh, he's going to have a permanent blush if this continues.
The vampire smiled tenderly at the endearing picture of his silverette fast turning scarlet. How adorable. He wanted to tease him more but he's afraid that Ichiru will hyperventilate if harassed even further, so he swallowed his mischievousness and reserved it for another occasion, "But really now, you're like a child. Catching a fever right after you've found out you're in love." He can't help but laugh at the prefect who looks like he was affronted.
"Shut up," he sulkily turned his head away, feeling a bit offended. Well excuse me for being such a child. "It's just that I wasn't able to sleep well the last few days," he defended.
"Of course, I won't blame you. When you have the heavenly me to think about, you'll surely lose sleep," he agreed, chortling at the look of exasperation from his lover.
Really! This… this… this hatefully charming vampire! He really can't say that he's wrong because that's exactly right, but must he say it like that? And right to his face as well! Ichiru was full of frustration as he can't seem to find any retort at all but all his irk was immediately banished by the blonde's next words.
"I do understand as I myself had many sleepless mornings thinking about you," he placed his forehead on top of Ichiru's as he confessed in a sincere tone which made the silverette speechless. Hanabusa stayed like that, leaning and covering half of his prefect's body as he stared with fascination deep in his lilac orbs as it became bare to show Ichiru's overflowing feelings. "Ichiru?" he straightened himself, alarmed when he felt his lover's rising temperature and realize just how fast his heart beat was.
Ichiru groaned, holding up his arm to cover his eyes, both in embarrassment at his vampire's declaration and humiliation at his own reflexive reaction. But more than anything, he knew he's happy. So happy that he's about to die.
God, he's such a girl.
Why must he swoon every freaking time? He knew he won't be able to stop falling even deeper from now on but must he unconsciously show it every fucking time and give ammunition to this narcissistic bastard who just knew exactly how to tease and tick him off while using his devilishly perfect charm resulting to his surrender every time? God, he's so wiped. He's crazy. Damn it!
The silverette was internally planning his own painful murder orchestrated by his pathetic self when he heard his lover's concerned inquiries about his health. He peeked at his vampire from under his arm and he had to smile at the look of panic swimming in his blue orbs. Ah! He gives up. He's been lost in him since long ago and he knew it's too late for him anyway. He sighed in resignation as he turned to give assurances to the frowning vampire who already took out his phone to call the best paramedics from the biggest hospital he knows, a look of utter seriousness in his face.
He chuckled.
Well, at least he's not the only crazy one here.
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There was a sighting of a very flustered prefect in the hallway. Her scarlet colored face was full of mixed emotions; there was embarrassment, guilt, giddy excitement, thrill, playfulness and pure pleasant happiness in her new discovery. Her back on the closed door of the academy's clinic and her hands covering her lips that formed a giant grin are trembling in elation at what she overheard.
'Oh gosh,' she mused, 'Ichiru, you're a man now!' she giggled.
She felt guilty for eavesdropping but she really didn't mean to as she only went there to innocently inquire about her dear beloved brother and to tell him what he missed further in their homeroom for their upcoming cultural festival activity because Zero was again missing in action, no doubt trying to escape the crazy Day class students.
She frowned when she remembered the frenzy reaction of their female classmates when she and Zero returned to their classroom after lunch break. She was surprised when they instantly surrounded the silverette, violently kicking her aside, as they all try to get his measurements while they fought with each other for the privilege of doing the task. While she was amused to see the horrified expression of Zero as their female classmates shout and yell at each other (drowning the silverette's own bark of threats), tugging on his uniform and almost ripping the poor fabric to pieces as multiple hands try to snag him which managed to frighten the hunter enough to run away (as it was the first time that his glower was ignored), she was completely baffled at the sudden turn of events.
When they finally decided what their booth will be and each student's role, she was already resigned to be tasked the duty to get the grumpy silverette's and scary-when-angered-though-normally-sweet brother's measurements which she was not too keen to do as it would mean explaining what they'll be doing which will surely end in her bloody murder. She grimaced, Oh dear. She just remembered that she still hasn't informed her brothers. Shimata. It will not be a pretty sight. They'll surely shred her innocent bones to ribbons and dance on her grave afterwards.
She swallowed then she shook her head. Why must she suffer like this?! It's not even her idea! And she didn't even vote! Granted that she also wasn't able to voice any objection on behalf of her dear siblings as she was busy joyfully running after a certain green-eyed blond in lala land while drowning in her own drool, still, she felt indignant. Why must she put her life on the line?
Then it struck her.
She actually didn't need to risk her life; she only need to stay quiet about the whole thing. Once the class started the preparation, the two silverettes will definitely be informed, one way or another, of the horrifying facts. What she needs to do is just fly away and stay clear from their path until their rage has calmed down.
And come on, it's their own fault. Who told them to be immersed in their own problems right when they made the announcement for the preparations to start? Or to skip classes while they're still deciding what to do on the festival? That's just clearly asking to get all the troublesome parts. She nodded, folding her arms in front of her chest, successfully clearing her mind of all guilt.
She'll wash her hands off of these dangerous ordeals.
Yup.
It's not like she's also looking forward to it. Nope.
And she's definitely not feeling excited at the looks of her brothers during the festival. Nu-uh.
Of course, she doesn't find all of these to be amusing. No siree.
She's not even thinking of actually telling Kaname-senpai and Aido-senpai just so they can come and look as well. Absolutely not.
She stopped and chortled, her hands covering her lips again as she broke in a fits of giggles.
Oh hell, who is she kidding?
It's going to be a huge, unforgettable and incredibly hilarious moment! Oh, she can't wait to see the look of terror in her brothers' eyes. It's undeniably going to be so much fun!
She hugged herself as she tried to rein her glee and get a hold of her normalcy. After a few more snorts of laughter, she continued to walk away from the clinic's door. It will not be good if she's caught eavesdropping but then again, she was innocent. Right, what happened is that she accidentally overheard their intimate conversation. Yup!
She smiled as she remembered her dear brother's lover's words. How sweet Aido-senpai was. She never expected such adorable confession from the vampire who she watched for a long time as he glare and bicker with Zero and flirt with his fans. Oh how lovely! She mused as she touched her cheek in a wistful manner.
Oh if only…
Her musings was suddenly cut as she heard a growl right behind her. She stiffened, her hands immediately darting to snatch Artemis from the thigh rig under her skirt. She equipped herself with her rod as she jumped away from the sound and immediately assuming battle posture. Her heart beat wildly as fear clouded her mind, contemplating if it's an actual attack or her sanity playing with her again. She's frightened because she didn't know. Either case is bad enough to cause her to shake uncontrollably.
"Ichijou-senpai, Ichijou-senpai, Ichijou-senpai," she chanted breathlessly while her eyes darted at her surroundings, tears slowly building, as she reminded herself of her anchor. When she saw nothing, a tear escaped from her, because of her fear of slowly creeping into insanity slowly being realized. She's really going mad. Oh God, someone, someone please!
But her despair was immediately cut by the presence that suddenly glared at her. She turned around to strike the assailant behind her; her vision was completely obscured by blood making her movements frantic and terror overcoming her senses. In her moment of her frenzy panic, she didn't realize multiple presences and she let out a scream when both Artemis and her movements were arrested. She would have resisted had it not for the familiar scent of her beloved finally jarring her out of her hysteria.
She looked up over her shoulder to find very welcomed emerald green eyes so full of overwhelming worry and concern. She let out a sob as she fully turned to the blond vampire restraining her from behind to hug him; Artemis fell with loud clang on the floor. His embrace was the perfect embodiment of her salvation and his scent; her redemption. Her relief opened a dam of distress and fright, evolving her sobs into heart-wrenching cries. Her focus was so arrested by the noble that even though she can now identify the other presence with them which belonged to her dearest hero, she made no move to face him but instead continued to cling desperately to the blond aristocrat.
Kaname watched with worry as Takuma made calming sounds and rub a comforting hand on his unknowing, beloved sister's back. He knew it. Her nightmares were starting and soon, it will be terrifying enough to break her permanently. He needs to free her memories, the sooner the better.
The king observed the two again, feeling satisfaction at the look of pure affection and reverence in the eyes of his most trusted confidant. If it's Takuma, he knows that his sister is in good hands and he can already see that the blond would love and honor her as his one and only. There is no doubt of her happiness if it's in the arms of this man who's so obviously devoted to her already. If only he knew, then he would have let Takuma in one of his greatest secrets. He could only hope that the truth about Yuki will not shatter the understanding they so clearly share.
They both waited for the frightened prefect to regain her calm. Ichijou looked at Kaname from time to time to make sure his hand, which he used to stop Artemis, is healed already. When her cries turned to sobs and was finally diminished to mere sniffs, she finally let go of the blond. Her huge sienna eyes, red from crying, apologized for her silly and unexplained actions which were returned by kind and understanding smiles from the two vampires.
"Are you feeling much better now, Yuki-chan?" Takuma asked, still worried.
Yuki can only nod as she grace him with a smile, albeit quivering, before turning to the pureblood king to verbally apologize as she just realized that the one who stopped her rod was undoubtedly Kaname-senpai which would mean that she just burned him really badly though she's relieved to see that there are no more wounds. Must have healed already, she mused. She was just about to open her mouth when the pureblood spoke.
"Yuki, there's something I must tell you." Kaname began in a serious tone which made the other two looked at each other in half-confusion and worry as there was a sense of foreboding in his voice, "This is extremely important. Is it alright if I invite you to the Moon dormitory later this evening?" he smiled at her, his tone turned gentler to ease her though his eyes were still humorless.
She was taken aback at the seriousness she can see reflected in her savior's eyes unconsciously telling her that an enormous secret is about to be unfold and that would mean a great change is about to take place. She somehow knew that her life is about to take a different turn. Her gaze travelled to the blond noble beside her. She can see a deep crease on his forehead as he's definitely attacked by the same confusion and conclusion as she did. She didn't know why but she became a bit afraid for reasons unknown. Is it because of the look of uncertainty in the blonde's expression? But before she could even determine it, the pureblood king spoke again.
"Trust me, Yuki. You'll understand everything soon," he coaxed; they can't afford to dally anymore.
The hint of anxiety behind the pureblood's voice forcefully generated a nod from the prefect as she watched the blond vampire at the corner of her eyes. She doesn't know what she'll find out but she greatly hope that it will not shatter anything she holds dear now.
Especially now.
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He opened his sleepy lilac eyes when he felt his pureblood mate near and heard the soft crunch of dried leaves outside the stables where he took refuge when the shocking storm that is the Day class students threatened to flatten and suffocate him. He was extremely appalled that his warnings and glares did not only go unnoticed and deliberately ignored, it was also rendered ineffective at driving them away. It was the first time it had happened. What the fuck is wrong with them? He was still contemplating what just happened when he felt drowsy and felt the aura of his vampire.
He heard White Lily neighed anxiously just above his head, clearly also sensing the incoming intruder to the quiet moment she's been having with her favorite person. Zero reached out to calm her agitation, "Easy girl. He's fine," he breathed as he straightened up to pat her smooth coat. He looked at the entryway to find his lover already leaning on one of the stable's wooden pillar, watching him with warm regard as he calmed the temperamental beast with bad personality who's clearly not pleased with their guest.
Kaname looked at his adorable hunter comforting the infamous mare who's well-known for her favorite play of trying to throw off all her riders that are not Zero. He could clearly see the disgust in her deep dark eyes and strangely enough, the brunette knew that she's quite the intelligent creature as she clearly sees him for what he is. A creature of the darkness. He can feel her distrust and suspicion. It also amused him to sense a bit of rivalry from the white horse. Really, his hunter has a way in taming such ferocious beasts. He chuckled. My, what a sinful man.
"What?" Zero asked, arching his eyebrow, as he watched Kaname smile as if listening to a joke only he could hear.
"Nothing, please don't mind me," the pureblood answered as he regarded his silverette with fondness, not quite daring to go near lest the white beast went wild which could hurt or trample his mate.
"Huh," he gave him a suspicious look but didn't pry. He could have used the bond to find out but he didn't feel comfortable intruding in someone else's consciousness, he's not yet ready for that level of intimacy. He also knew that Kaname is being unusually considerate about it so he let it be. Instead he just questioned his reason for coming, "Why are you here? It's still early." He asked as he continued the comforting gesture on White Lily's coat.
"I felt your distress earlier. What happened?"
The silverette tensed as he looked at his vampire while sporting a look of disbelief and surprise. What? Was he that shocked at the unprecedented actions (towards him as he already knew them to be overly zealous when it comes to the Night class) of those stupid little monsters in black uniform that it actually shot through the bond? Seriously? That he didn't know that he was shocked, shocked him. He didn't know that he was that taken aback.
Oh God, he feels like he's been steadily degrading since these past few days. How can these pesky little imps even incite disturbance in him when their strongest weapon is only their loud shrill voices and well, perhaps their overwhelming delusions and desires? He sighed. He must be slowly regressing due to the lack of missions and changing hormones. He shook his head, "It's nothing," he finally mumbled after a moment of silent and horrifying contemplation.
"Are you sure?" Kaname's eyes narrowed to closely observe his lover. He felt a wave of surprise, frustration, humiliation and just a bit of anxiety through their bond.
"Yeah," the hunter mumbled again, not quite meeting the auburn eyes he knew are intently staring at him, feeling a bit of shame at being overwhelmed by, not only humans, but female teenagers. "I was just… surprised, is all…" he added.
"I see," the brunette answered in a quiet tone, his eyes still carefully observing his silverette, "that's already a surprise in and of itself as it's hard to catch you off guard."
"I was distracted."
"Is that so?" the pureblood was not convinced but didn't press the subject anymore as he knew very well just how much Zero dislike being badgered for answers. It's not good to harass his mate, so he decided he'll just look for another way to find out without his lover knowing. "In that case I would like to remind you again to be attentive. Please ease my mind by promising to always pay attention to your surroundings. You wouldn't want to distress me ill now, would you?" he added as he gave a mocking smile, especially designed to mildly irritate and tease his lover who groaned as he rolled his eyes. He chuckled.
"Ah Zero, please come to the Moon dormitory later this evening," he continued though in a much serious tone and before his frowning hunter could even ask a question, he added, "I'm planning on telling Yuki."
Serious and slightly grave burgundy eyes met surprised and anxious silver-lavender orbs.
"It's time." Kaname explained shortly.
After a moment of agitated silence where in the prefect unconsciously opened, closed then opened his mouth and moved his body as if not knowing what to do or say first, the silverette just decided to groan.
Oh great, it's going to be noisy again.
Why can't they go one day without any of these fucking problematic events? Or excitements? Or revelations? Or confessions? His heart hasn't taken a break from all these freaking occurrences, granted that all are not bad and are really just mostly caused by the bastard and king of all dastardly means who's currently staring at him and even had the gall to look worried, and he's already drained.
He sighed, already exhausted.
He's been ending up stressing about one freaking thing or another these past few days. Hopefully, this will not shake them (or rather, the other unknowing people around them) that much. He was suddenly reminded that he must tell Ichiru and the chairman but considering the ex-hunter's long standing friendship with the pureblood and his parents then it's possible that he knew about it (damn that chairman) so that just leave his brother now. He's sure that the children, of course, are already well aware and he doesn't care about whatever reaction the Night class may have (he doubted they'll die of shock anyway. Such a shame,).
Then a sudden image of a cheerful Yuki with a blond aristocrat invaded his mind.
"Did you tell Ichijou-senpai?"
"I will. Before I awaken Yuki so he'll know what to expect." Inwardly concerned at how it will affect them both and what possible results will be. The vampire king then waived the thoughts away. It hardly matters as Yuki's awakening as a pureblood is something that must come to pass whether he like it or not. He could only hope for the better. He turned to his hunter just in time to see Zero giving him a look.
The hunter narrowed his lilac eyes at the brooding vampire. 'Kaname,' he snarled through their bond, 'you better fucking fix whatever mess this is going to be because if Yuki cries again, I'll clobber you.'
He replied with a genuine smile, pleasing warmth spreading inside him, happy that his most beloved person treasures his sister as much as he does, 'And I wouldn't want you to misuse your time like that. I'll do everything in my power, Zero.' He, for one, absolutely did not want to earn his hunter's antipathy so he's resolved to do anything and everything that will make him happy. He also wants to make his only sister happy as well, of course, so he can only do well regarding the matter.
The vampire king chuckled as he heard his mate scoffed something about someone being suspicious as hell.
Ah well, he can't help it as he's already prepared to incorporate cunning and underhanded means just to ensure he'll be able to give what his hunter asked.
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He looked up to gaze at the moon, letting the cold autumn wind ruffle his silver hair, before sighing.
He's currently in the middle of his patrol. He's very exhausted because of the Day class students. He frowned. They're restless and suspicious. He didn't like the way they actually behaved more than usual, especially the way they smiled and looked at him with stars in their eyes as if expecting a praise from him for shutting up since it took only one shout of warning and even the people from Yuki's side stopped screaming their lungs out which even stunned the Night class and other two prefects. It deepened the crease on his forehead. Somehow he's more stressed than usual. They're getting weirder and weirder and he didn't like how he couldn't read them.
Then there was a formal letter of summons from the association's president. This is the greatest cause of his distress.
That bitch.
He just knew that sick scumbag of a president, who is slowly poisoning the hunter association, must be planning something to get his greedy paws on his children. He clenched his fist. He fears what may happen to them and there's frustration coursing through him at the thought that it's a hunter trying to do them harm and how he's powerless against that psychotic power-hungry bastard being a hunter who's bound by their law.
No, fuck that.
He already made up his mind that he won't ever hand them over should that be what the president wants.
Not to anyone.
And lastly, there's Yuki. He sighed, it's time and he's worried about the chaos it might incite. Well, it needs to be done or they'll end up with an insane Yuki which he didn't want to see. He's worried as there are far too many things shaking her. First there were the children, then his and Kaname's relationship. She was just starting to smile and be relaxed again but now there's this truth that will shatter most of what she presently believes. It's basically turning her life upside down. He's angry at how beaten up their gentle Yuki seems to be getting and he knew that it's hardly Kaname's fault and he can't really blame Juri Kuran for doing what she did. He just despises how he can't seem to help his best friend who's been there for him all these times. He can't do anything even after swearing to protect her. He didn't like how he can't prevent her from getting hurt.
He's useless.
He was blindly glaring at the ground when the melodious voice of the said brunette jarred him out of his depression.
"Zeroooo," Yuki called out in the darkness, seemingly looking for the silver hunter.
The silverette waited, not bothering with an answer as he knew she'll find him anyway. After a few moments with only the sound of rustling leaves and the brunette calling his name in the air, there emerged a tired looking prefect who huffed at the sight of him, standing lazily while waiting for her.
"Zero, you jerk!" Yuki immediately complained, "Will it kill you to answer me even once?! I called you many times!" she charged at him as she gritted her teeth, her fists clenched and her eyes watery from irritation.
Somehow, this made Zero inwardly smile. Just like the old times, Yuki admonishing him for being lazy, for ditching his duties, for provoking someone (like Aido or Souen or Kaname) or for plainly ignoring her. And just like what he usually did, he casually turned his head, ignoring her annoyance and brusquely asked, "What?"
The annoyed brunette looked at him for a moment while still fuming, filling her cheeks with air, before sighing in resignation, "Are you finished with your patrol?" she asked, her voice turning a bit somber.
"Yeah," he answered more seriously, having an idea about what the prefect came to ask of him.
"Ne Zero, can you come with me to the Moon dorm?" She looked up at him with her large pleading sienna eyes, "Kaname-senpai asked me to." There was a hint of worry and dread in her voice which didn't go unnoticed by her companion.
He sighed. "Yeah, I know." The hunter replied with an unusually gentler tone, in an attempt to dampen her concern. He honestly didn't know what to say more to alleviate even some of her fears. He just stared at her for a while before reaching out to ruffle her dark brown hair which startled the female prefect, "You'll be fine, Yuki. Don't worry," He paused for a moment before adding in his normal curt tone, "or you'll turn bald and get even uglier."
The wind howled as the brunette gawk at him in disbelief, all solemnity gone, as she promptly followed the now retreating figure of the silverette while hurling the normal petty insults she could think of. She momentarily forgot about her distress and worries as she cried out her long litany of complaints and grievances, the long standing and even long forgotten ones, to the hunter's back.
She didn't notice the small smile that graced the silverette's normally stern features as he listened and ignored the short prefect chasing after him.
Before she realized it, they've already reached the entrance of the Moon dorm. She was considerably breathless from her passionate cries of complaints while sprinting after her heartless brother, internally cursing his long limbs. The door was opened by the vice-president who's obviously expecting them and she stopped at the unusual serious and despondent look on his face. His normally kind eyes now hardened to dull jades, unreadable and somehow unreachable.
She unconsciously extended a hand out to him, "Ichij-," she started but was immediately cut off by the noble.
"Kaname has been waiting," he interrupted, not looking at the female brunette to see her hurt expression, as he gestured towards the stairs.
She didn't make a move. She couldn't. She stood still, uncertainty shaking her resolve as she stared at the cold aristocrat; his expression instantly froze her as her fear of what she'll find out tonight crept fast inside her. She opened her mouth to speak again but the voice of the hunter stopped her.
"Yuki," Zero came behind the brunette to gently stir her to the stairs, "go." He coaxed her. He couldn't stand to watch as unease and pain eats her. He could hear her heart sped in anxious beats. He glared at the blond vampire. He couldn't believe his reaction, no doubt Kaname has already told him, and would have snap at his indifferent attitude towards Yuki but decided against it. It's his own damn business anyway. And he can't really blame him as he didn't exactly took the news all that calmly with open arms as well, though he did have his own personal reasons. Still, he threw him one last glare before turning to look at Yuki.
She hesitated. She turned to her adopted brother who nodded at her for encouragement then to the noble again who finally looked at her again though the sight of hopelessness in his cheerless green eyes made her waver again.
Why?
She felt a soft nudge as Zero pushed her forward. She didn't have a choice but take the slow steps that would take her to the truth and most probably, as evident by Ichijou's expression who she knew already found out what she's just about to, shatter her current happiness. It was the first time that she ever dreaded meeting her beloved senpai. She took one heavy step after another, exercising a great deal of courage, which was scarce at the moment, not to bolt out of the building.
When she reached the familiar dark entrance of the Moon dorm president's study, the double doors automatically opened to reveal a finely lit room with the pureblood waiting behind his desk. She swallowed before entering, the well lit room in contrast to her current dimmed emotions. Her expression was strained as she faced her savior.
"Yuki, thank you for coming," the vampire king started as he slowly stood, granting her a small smile though he knew it was lost to her. "Please sit down and make yourself comfortable," he gestured to the couch in the middle of the room.
She quietly obeyed, situating herself on the comfy sofa while Kaname sat on the armchair just besides it. He offered some refreshment which she declined as nothing seems sufficient enough to calm her raging nerves and sooth her aching heart. Her mind instantly flew to Ichijou-senpai and the reason behind such a heartbreaking expression, her hand unconsciously gripped the hem of her skirt.
Kaname studied her briefly, inwardly sighing at the look of distress so obvious on her pretty face. He closed his eyes to take a deep breath before beginning, "Please forgive me Yuki. I know you're wondering regarding why I've called you here tonight and I can see you fear the reasons behind it." He looked at the prefect who met his eyes with uncertainty, "And as much as I wanted to ease your concerns by telling you they're only unfounded fears, I cannot," he heard her catch her breath and heart sped faster than before, "for I do not know how you'll perceive it. Yuki, your past is not entirely horrifying as you believe though I must admit that it will change much in your life from now on. From which you cannot go back." He watched as her large eyes widen some more as he began to recount her past and lineage. He told her who and what she truly is and by the time he's finished, she's white with shock.
There was a long silence that ensued after his explanation, only filled by harsh breaths by the overwhelmed prefect from time to time.
"P-pureblood… v-v-vampire… m-me?" she stuttered. She looked at the serious brunette near her who's still patiently waiting for her to calm down, her brother.
She stared at him as if she's seeing him clearly for the first time. She looked at his dark brown hair and creamy fair skin, only realizing how closely it resembles hers. She then strayed to his reddish brown eyes, a bit different from her chocolate ones but she remembered how it would sometimes turn darker to closely mirror her own orbs. So it's like that, they're related, that's why they look a bit alike.
He's her brother. Her pureblood brother.
"I-I c-can't re-remember," she spoke again, haltingly.
Kaname smiled to assure her, "Do not concern yourself about it. I first need to unlock the seal to unleash your memories and once that's done, you'll regain everything you've lost that day, your memories, your identity, your lineage, and your vampiric instincts. Everything will be restored. Your nightmares will vanish as well."
Another silent moment has passed before she spoke again, "B-but what will happen from now on? If I become a vampire now, what then?"
The pureblood king gave her a thoughtful look before answering, "With all honesty, I cannot speak for you. Surely indeed, the life of a pureblood and a Kuran is a most thorny one," he smiled forlornly, "Your path will be full of trials and strife but one thing I'm sure is that you'll be able to handle them well," he reached out to briefly cup her cheek, "I believe in you."
Her eyebrows were drawn together as emotions both constrict and fill her heart at the same time. She's honestly lost on what to do. She's still frightened and unsure. She closed her eyes and suddenly, the image of a smiling cheerful green-eyed noble flitted across it. She didn't know exactly how he took this fact and truth about her but she imagined a vivid image of her walking with him side by side through the changing seasons and era.
Ah, how beautiful.
Her path is definitely still a mystery and no doubt full of challenges and questions but if she could face them all with him holding her hand then she knows she'll be willing to face hell itself and be confident that she'll emerge victorious.
A tear escaped from her tightly closed eyelids as the desire to have him overwhelmed her fears of the unknown. Right now, there's a path that exists where it can be possible to obtain his heart and to hold his hand even through thousands of years without needing to let go.
It seduced her.
Yes, if she can have him, or even just the chance to do so, then she'll be willing to face the obscured future years as a vampire. As the pureblood that she is.
She opened her eyes, her fears has yet to abate completely but was overshadowed by the determination of a new found purpose and reason as she realized that it's her best chance of ever grasping that happiness that she's been unconsciously looking for all this time. She looked at the pureblood who's been watching her all this time to give him a determined nod, a fire lit deep inside her sienna eyes. She was awarded by a genuine smile by her brother as he moved to remove the seal.
In many parts of the academy, many awaited (the chairman wearing a somber look as he sat behind his desk, the children looking towards the direction of the Moon dorm from their classroom window, Ichiru who was only informed the basic facts sitting on his bed in his room, the hunter and the noble vampire quietly sitting in the lounge) for the change to take place.
The Night class and Takamiya-sensei were all startled as another existence to be reckoned with appeared.
And the air in Cross Academy quietly shook as another pureblood emerged.
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Oh yeah! you now know why Aido gave him a car... of course, for car sexy times!
Oh yeah, I'm perverted.
I was... er... attacked by perverted thoughts like all the time...
Oh, for those who are curious about the bracelet, it was inspired by this, please search for the
Stainless Steel Screw head bangle bracelet
and for the color changing fluorite, just search for the fluorite changing colors.
It will deliver you the results.
Hope you liked it!