Hey~ Readers! :D It's my first time writing a HarukaxZero fic~:D I really hope you won't be hard to me. Please do enjoy yourselves ^^

Requested by ben4kevin. (Really hope you like it, deary~:D!)

Disclaimer: Do not Own Vampire Knight.

Mischievousness

''Zero, I am extremely bored," Haruka whined, swinging his legs up and down under the table - very much behaving like a five-year-old, and even worse.

''I don't care." Zero replied, indifferent towards the whole ordeal, and continued reading the newspaper, completely ignoring his husband's endless; annoying yapping in his ear - yet again.

''But Zero, I am on the verge of dying from this constant boredom." The brunette exclaimed, exasperated; prickles of dullness worming through his mind. It was their day off work, and instead of doing something exciting, they stayed home -again- because Zero had been too exhausted to go out with him for a romantic rendezvous.

And even now, Zero paid him no heed, the pair of gorgeous, amethyst orbs glued on the newspaper, as they quickly surveyed the front page before they flipped to the next one.

What was so interesting about the newspaper? There were only words, paper, words, paper, and did he mention words?

Sighing heavily, Haruka plaintively watched the silver-haired male, giving the latter his best puppy dog eyes; pushing his lower lip forward.

''As I said before, I don't give a damn." Zero shot the brooding brunette a heated glare, irritated, before resuming where he had left over, attention fixedly directed on the part with the latest news. Damn, that accident looks horrible...

A pitiful pout gathered on Haruka's lips, his eyebrows furrowing together.

After a whole minute, his shrewd mind gave him an idea, and his lips curled into a devious smirk, burgundy orbs glinting mischievously. If Haruka couldn't have his lover's attention by his words, he would have to use his actions instead.

Although, the brunette dearly wished that his temperamental husband wouldn't kick him out of their house for his antics. He would have to sleep in the garden, again, if that ought to happen.

Haruka shuddered at the idea.

Shaking his head swiftly, he wouldn't let that to occur. His plan was flawless, after all. Another smirk graced his lips.

Another smirk graced his lips.

Lifting his foot up slightly, the tips of his toes caressed Zero's right thigh teasingly; probingly, watching the latter's expression with utmost attention.

Although, he received no response, much to his annoyance.

Deciding not to give up, Haruka continued with his ministrations, determination welling up in his eyes. He would get a reaction out of Kiryuu Zero, or he wouldn't be called Kuran Haruka.

Pursing his lips together, Haruka hoisted his foot higher, nearly touching his beloved's sensitive 'possession'. His smirk became more pronounced when one fine, silver brow twitched, slender fingers clutching the piece of paper mercilessly.

Although, no audible response slipped from those lovely, pale lips, the same ones he had captured into searing kisses countless of times.

If Zero wants to act stubborn, who am I to deny him? Haruka licked his dry lips, burgundy eyes darkening, as his foot traveled a bit higher, finding its destined place. Chuckling heavily, he roughly pressed the length of his foot on Zero's slowly growing flesh, causing a startled gasp escape from the latter's mouth.

A satisfied grin marked his features, and Haruka shuddered in delight when rosy stains dusted the usually pale cheeks of his husband's.

Work well done, Haruka. He made a mental note to give himself a pat on the shoulder afterward.

Haruka slowly; teasingly let his foot slide up and down; left and right, reaching every angle he could from his compromised position. Another series of enticing whimpers left Zero's throat, and the brunette bit his lips apprehensively, loving the fact he had reduced the stoic Zero into a bundle of whimpering mess.

On the other side, right opposite of Haruka, Zero had been gripping the edges of the table tightly, cheeks flushed brightly, breaths ragged; heavy as he panted; the paper lay forgotten on the floor as the torturous ministrations resumed - harder; rougher than before. Why couldn't his insatiable husband just stay put for once in his damn life?

Heat pooled around his lower regions, and the Haruka gulped, his own heartbeat increasing rapidly. Fuck, Zero is sexy as hell. I want more...So much more.

Haruka was about to make a use of his hand, planning to palm the silver-haired male through the latter's obstructing trousers, but his intentions -as well as his hand- came to a sudden halt when his ears picked the sound of the door opening and small; light footsteps coming their way.

Swiftly composing himself to appear more presentable, Haruka gave out a warm chuckle when he was suddenly attacked (glomped) by his young toddler.

''Daddy! I missed you!" A five-year-old Kaname exclaimed, nuzzling his father's chest contentedly; wrapping his small arms around Haruka's waist, hugging him firmly.

''Haha! Missed you too, Kana-chan.'' Haruka replied; tone fond, smile widening, before embracing his son tightly; ignoring the death glare sent his way.

Turning himself around on his father's lap, Kaname curiously stared at his papa, who had been gripping the edges of the table like a madman; awfully quiet, his face resembling of a ripe tomato.

'Papa is acting weird...again.' Kaname mused to himself, confused, and decided to question his father about his papa's dilemma, having no intentions to disturb the latter mistakenly.

"'Daddy, what's wrong with Papa? Is he in pain?" The young brunette looked up at this father, wine-red orbs worried; lips curled into a frown.

''Um...No. He is just feeling extremely hot." Haruka remarked, chuckling, before scooping young Kaname in his arms, swiftly scrambling out of the kitchen to escape his husband's growing wrath.

"KURAN HARUKA, YOU ARE DEAD!"

Hope you had fun to read this chapter!;D Who agrees Kaname is cute? *raises my hand up* I really hope you would review! :DD

From-Love332