Name: nurses and a comfy bed.

Authors note: I'm so sorry for not updating last month! Still love me please!

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The almost unbearable loud noise of dripping water from a leaky faucet echoed through Zero's ears as he lied in his cold bed, waiting for his damn medicine. The hunter lied there. His bed sheets were pulled up to his chest in an effort to warm himself from the winter frost that crept in his dorm room. He tried ignoring the water jingles, the throbbing sensation in his dislocated arm, the empty spot of where his gun was, and the fact his nurse was being so fucking slow.

He didn't need a damn nurse. He was a grown man; he could take care of himself. Why did Cross assign that cold hearted vamp-

"How long does it take to get a glass of water and some pills?" Zero shouted from his position in the lonely futon. In his coarse and darkened voice, he grunted as he turned to his sore side, facing the bathroom door. A thin, baggy dressed, Seiren shuffled out of Zero's bathroom, holding a tray with a beaker of water and a bottle of blue pills. She was dressed in charcoal colored pants and an outsized grey sweater that hung of her thin shoulders, all very warm but old clothes. Zero noticed the almost violet rings that hung below her icy blue eyes and weak movements of her usually swift body. Kaname's probably over working the girl. Typical pureblood, having others do his work, Zero thought to himself.

"Patience is a virtue, Kiryuu-kun. Especially in your condition." Seiren said, speaking in a very hushed voice that almost mimicked the silent students in the back of a class room. The quiet vampire sat next to Zero's bed and placed the dish on top of the hunter's lap. She handed him the glass of cold water and held her palm open, offering little pills that lay on her whitish flesh. Zero hesitated in taking the tiny bits of medicine, brushing the rough pads of his fingers tips against Seiren's soft skin.

"I really don't need help" He said as he swallowed the pills and slipped on the water, feeling incapable of doing anything with his arm in a sling and his leg muscles feeling tender after being brutally beaten by a level-E. Seiren had her head pointed in the direction of her feet but she looked at the silver haired man in his bed from beneath her eyelashes. Such a stubborn boy, she thought to herself. So difficult and insufferable he was. Always has to fight tooth-and-nail with everyone, not matter what species they may be. But his stubbornness is also admirable. Annoying but admirable, Seiren believed.

"I didn't suggest that you did." She said. Seiren took the tray and put it back on Zero's nightstand. Zero watched her walk around his room, taking blankets from his closet back to his bed, opening his windows to let the autumn air in, and taking her seat back, all in a quiet motion. Zero leaned back against his pillows, setting his arm carefully in the least agonizing position he could find. As he was angling himself, two gentle hands grasped his arm and forced into straight, helping the hunter be as contented as possible. Zero felt his body relax but also sensed a loss of warmth as Seiren's fingers left him.

"Is there anything else you need, Kiryuu-kun?" Seiren asked. Tiredness crept over her, making her yawn quietly but she concealed it with a hand over her mouth. Her master, the powerful Kaname Kuran, had her working day and night, searching for any traces of Rido or Sara, killing off level-E's, and finding any remaining pureblood families for his own sinister plot. Now she has to look after the injured Zero in her spare time.

"You could sleep for a while." Zero stated. Almost commanding the bodyguard to do so. Seiren looked up at him, shock overwhelming her facial expressions. Did he, a hunter, just tell her, a vampire, to sleep? Why the audacity this boy had is nearly-

"Excuse me? I'm the nurse here, Kiryuu-kun, you're the injured one. You should be sleeping." She said. Zero stared at her with a very perplexed gaze in his eyes. Why did she see look so offended? He only asked her to get some shut-eye for a bit merely because she looked ready to fall over onto his dorm room floor. Zero huffed and vaguely moved over in the bed, leaving enough space for another body if needed. He really didn't care if she slept in his bed or not, he just didn't want a deadbeat nurse around.

"Whatever. I'm just saying you need some sleep unless you want those purple bags under your eyes to get darker." He said, turning his head to face the wall, trying to fall into a slumbering state. Seiren didn't do anything for a while. She sat there, feeling the autumn cold pricked the back of her neck, watching the silver haired hunter's chest rise and fall with every lazy breath he took. His bed does look warm…

Seiren slipped out her clunky, uncomfortable black boots, tucked them beneath Zero's bed and proceeded to crawl under his sheets. Her following of the huntsman's commands were rewarded with warm bed sheets and the presence of Zero himself. The guardian felt one hand safely secure the blankets around her tiny frame and brushed some of her hair away from her face. Other girls would blush but Seiren was highly trained in repressing any physical signs of emotions but she could not control the loud thumping her heart was making. She angled her head towards Zero's direction and peaked from behind the sheets. His silver locks were messy, falling in front of his amethyst eyes and pouting, bitten, lips.

"Don't you dare tell anyone about this or I will make sure you're back in a hospital bed next you screw up a mission." She stated. She knew he was listening but he didn't budge or flinch to her threats. Everything was silent expect for the sounds of bell chimes and birds flying in the distance background, which made the much distance vampire feel safer within the covers that Zero owned. Seiren turned back to her side of the shared bed and began shutting her much drowsily eyes.

Zero watched his newly assigned nurse out of the corner of his eye. Stealing glances of Seiren's lavender hair spread across his pillow, her tiny hands cupped the blankets up to her greatly delicate neck, and the pale mug that seemed close to looking like death turning into something that almost mirrored a human's face. He shifted in his position, carefully not to bother his arm, and tried to ignore the woman lying next to him, who was starting to rivet his vampiric senses.

"If you fucking snore, you're outta here." Zero muttered aimlessly.