Ooops! Didn't mean for this next instalment to take quite so long! Moving half-way across the world somehow meant that I became busy _

Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed the first part, and all my older stories, its great to hear that you're still enjoying what I do!

Hope you enjoy!

"Would you hurry up Kuran! It doesn't take all night to put on a suit and brush your hair!"

As with every time he dealt with the Pureblood, Zero was finding his patience being severely tested and had to repeat several times his '50 Best Ways to Kill Kaname' plans.

After the impromptu game of 'Slapsies' the two vampires had decided that the best way to find out who Yuuki's date was (and kill him) was to follow Yuuki and her date ("From here on out Kiryuu to be known as 'That Stupid Son Of A B***** Who Dared To Try And Steal Our Yuuki And Who Will Die Painfully And Slowly As A Result'! Or TSSOABWDTTASOYAWWDPASAAR for short." *face palm* "Kuran, save the gene-pool and don't ever have kids.") and thereby solve all their problems.

Kaname had even called Seiren on her special holiday to ask for a poison recipe that would ensure the TSSOABWDTTASOYAWWDPASAAR would die a slow, painful, and melting death.

Then they would try and convince Yuuki it was food poisoning.

"Kura-"

Zero was cut off as the door opened into his face and glared at the Pureblood who looked exactly the same as he had when he entered the bathroom.

Kaname merely raised an eyebrow and motioned the Hunter into the bathroom, "Don't be ridiculous Kiryuu, perfection such as mine does not need adjusting. I was actually preparing the solution to dye your hair."

*SLAM*

Kaname just managed to shut the door before the Hunter made a desperate bid for freedom. The fact that Zero was looking more and more battered from various chokings, slappings, and face-door slammings didn't seem to bother him.

"Kaname! I don't need my hair dyed! No no no No No No NO NO NO!"

But the Pureblood had a firm grip on the silver hair and seemed pretty determined to get it to the sink, even if the rest of the body attached to the hair didn't make it.

10 minutes later and the Prefect was sitting miserably as Kaname rubbed the brown dye solution into his rapidly disappearing silver locks.

"It is essential Kiryuu! Your hair is pretty easy to spot, and despite however dense Yuuki is in most situations, I think she might be able to guess it was you! And that would be the end of our food poisoning plot, she'd know it was something to do with us!"

The silver-haired, ahem, I mean, until recently silver-haired prefect could only whimper in despair as his precious hair was slowly turned to the exact shade of Kuran's.

Which... really begged the question...

"Kuran, why do you have hair dye in the first place?"

"Thats really none of your business Kiryuu."

"..."

"Kuran. What colour is your hair normally?"

"..."

*Schoosh!*

Zero found himself being forced head-first into the sink of water but he wasn't going to let his potentially deadly situation deter him.

"Kuran, I asked-"

"Shut-up Kiryuu!"

*Schoosh!*

"What-!"

*Schoosh!*

"-colour-"

*Schoosh*

"-is your-"

*Schoosh*

"-hair-!"

*Schoosh*

The prefect had finally had enough and gave Kaname his best, if slightly water-logged, evil glare, "Tell me Kuran or you're doing this on your own!"

When you're stuck between a rock and a hard place its sometimes best just to give in and let the wind take you where it will. At least, that was Kaname's attempted philosophical spin on the situation. But he knew that once the prefect knew his secret he would never live it down...

"Ginger."

Perhaps 2 months ago the Night class might have been vaguely surprised to hear the sound of Kiryuu's maniacal laughter ringing throughout the grounds of Cross Academy, but now it was no longer considered strange to hear either the Prefect or Kaname-sama.

On the other hand, the supply teacher was already mentally packing her bags and deciding how best to escape the Academy without running into its crazy Chairman.

"GINGER! GINGER! GINGER!"

The Pureblood could feel the blood vessels pulsing dangerously at his temple and he was trying to remind himself of all the good reasons why he couldn't strangle the prefect.

On second thoughts, there really were no good reasons why he shouldn't strangle the prefect.

*UUUUGGGKKKKHHH*

What occurred next was too graphic to describe...

But luckily for Kiryuu, and the rest of this story, shaving foam, the toilet brush, and a pink rubber ducky were all within easy reach.

Unluckily for Kaname, Zero had figured out that mobile's were not only good for taking incriminating pictures, but also for recording incriminating announcements.

"Even-stevens! Hey! Even-stevens!"

Zero perched precariously on the shower rail, which was groaning rather ominously, and attempted to ward off the Pureblood with the toilet brush.

"I'll KILL YOU Kiryuu!"

*Poke*

"I'll RIP out your INSIDES first!"

*Prod*

"I will TEAR you to SHREDS!"

*Jab*

"ARRRGHHH!"

*Stab*

"AGGGH!"-"UHHH!"

Since shower rail's were not usually product tested to hold heavy weight it is completely unsurprising that this shower rail eventually collapsed under the Zero's weight. And it is also completely unsurprising that Zero looked for the softest place to land. Which just happened to be on top of a rather angry Pureblood.

"My chiropractor is going to kill you Kiryuu."

"Mmhmm. Thats nice. Kuran... why do you have a pink ducky?"

*Slap*

Surprisingly, both the Prefect and the Pureblood managed to extract themselves from the shower rail without any further incidents and were finally on their way to sabotage Yuuki's date.

"How do you know where she is?"

"I told you Kuran! She told me this afternoon."

"I think you should have kept the eye-liner... it really made your eyes stand out."

...

"If you keep doing that Kiryuu you're going to pull all your hair out."

The Night class sitting downstairs on lunch break had decided long ago that selective hearing was the only way to progress up the evolutionary ladder, and so ignored the unlikely pair as they made their way to Kaname's car.

"I told you NOT the limousine KURAN!"

Perhaps if either Kiryuu or Kuran had known how the night would turn out they might have turned around as soon as they reached the restaurant.

But they didn't know what was going to occur that night and so they only looked with vague trepidation at the sign outside the restaurant that read:

"COUPLES NIGHT!"

Both the vampires were surprisingly used to being assumed to be a couple anyway. Why, Kiryuu couldn't imagine...

And they were ready to do whatever it took to protect their Yuuki-flower, even if it meant,

"Kiryuu, give me your hand."

"What!" Zero hissed in an undertone as they stood in the queue, surrounded by blissfully happy couples using excessive PDA.

"We need to look like a couple Kiryuu! Give me your freaking hand!"

A few people around the two vampires were starting to give them funny looks so Kiryuu decided to go along with the Pureblood for once...

Just once!

"Kaname. Whys your hand all wet?"

"... That's my moisturiser Kiryuu."

"..."

"Would you like some?"

"..."

"I already told you that you'll have no hair left by the time you're twenty at this rate! Imagine what you're doing to your roots!"

At this point they made it into the restaurant and Kaname became more interested in searching for their beloved little starling.

"HAHAHHAHHAHA!"

Both vampires winced as Yuuki's screeching laugh penetrated their ear-drums.

"Kuran, why are we so obsessed over Yuuki again?"

Kaname gave Kiryuu a glare and began a hand squeezing competition, "Because Kiryuu, Yuuki is everything sweet and light and good in this world! She is the morning breeze, she is the star-crusted night. Her every breath is like the morning dew caressing the misted mountains and her every tear is like the delicate blossoms floating to earth. She loves unconditionally and irrevocably. To hold her heart is to hold the most precious jewel on this earth. Love with her can never die and our souls will be forever enjoined and intertwined. We will exist past time and eternity, and our hands will forever leave their mark on this earth. People will read of our love and will weep for the sheer purity of it. We will have children! And our lasting legacy will be our love!-"

"Kuran, people are staring."

Indeed, the girls surrounding the two vampires were gazing at Kaname starry-eyed and one was even moved to tears.

The boyfriends on the other hand were looking distinctly murderous.

"You're so lucky! I would kill to have a boyfriend who loved me like that!"

Fortunately Zero was too busy choking on his own spit to give the game away so Kaname smoothly interjected, "Of course! I just love my little schmootum sooo much!"

"WE'RE NOT- mfffmhm"

Kaname quickly wrapped his arm around Zero and gripped him vice-like against his side.

"Like I said, I just love my little schmootum!"

"Mhffmm!"

"Excuse me?" the waitress was looking at the unusual pair slightly cautiously, "Do you have a booking?"

...

"Ahhh."

...

Of course, things like table bookings were not a problem for the Pureblood. He simply charmed the waitress into giving them a free table while a slightly ruffled Zero stood by and watched. And the girls who had previously been so impressed with Kaname were now giving the Pureblood vicious glares while attempting to console the, apparently, left over Prefect.

Needless to say, Zero didn't find it difficult to dissuade them from this task.

"You see Kiryuu! A perfect table!"

"Except that you can't SEE who she's on the date with!"

Yes, Kuran had managed to get a table. It was just a bit unfortunate that that table happened to be the only one in the restaurant who's view of Yuuki's table was blocked by a giant fern.

"Never mind that Kiryuu! He's gone off to the bathroom! Find some way to distract Yuuki while I put the poison in his food!"

Yes. The plot had begun.

A/N Sorry for it being another short update, but hopefully this will tide you over while I keep writing the next bit.

As always, I appreciate your feedback!

P.S. Gingers are people too. This chapter is in no way meant to be Gingerist. I'm sure Kaname would look soulfully melancholic whatever the colour of his hair...