Drabble four: Rubber Ducks and Purebloods don't mix.

Warnings: Weird Kaname, slight oocness, implied: Kaname x Zero.

Zero was higher on his guard than usual, his amethyst gems laced with suspicion when he saw the gates to the moon dormitories slide open with a creak. Instantly his gaze landed on the night class president, who proudly began to lead the horde of blood sucking leeches down the well-worn path.

Now, normally Zero wouldn't have bothered to watch the brunette so closely, despite his status and pompous attitude, the guardian knew Kaname wasn't idiotic enough to cause a scene, especially during the class changeover. But lately, the Pureblood had been acting…strange, for lack of better word.

The feminine giggles sparking behind fell into muted silence as his mind flashed to three nights ago, when he had been making his routine rounds.

A graceful creature stepped out from the cover of the trees to block his path, and Zero frowned.

"You're not supposed to be out here, Kuran." He stated in a dull manner before turning his back to the male, heading in the direction opposite the pureblood.

Yet before he could get far, Kaname had his back slammed up against a tree.

Instantly, Zero's hand reached for his gun, Bloody Rose, but before his fingers could touch the cool handle, his wrist was captured, joining his back among the bark.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!?" Zero demanded, Kaname's eyes staring into his without humor.

"Did you know, I once dreamt I was a duck?"

Zero stared at the man holding him captive with his brows furrowed, then the other released him and stepped back.

"It was a rather…revealing dream."

Kuran had gone off the deep end.

Scoffing, Zero massaged his temples in annoyance, before storming towards his dorm room, "did you know, I don't give a damn."

To top it off, that hadn't been the end of it, since that night, Kaname kept repeating that damn phrase to him and he couldn't fathom why? Zero was seriously starting to think he was in the middle of a highly childish prank, or perhaps out of the loop of an inside joke. Either way, Kuran was messing with his head, and he was another day away from just killing the beast, be damned the consequences. Yuuki's tears could be pacified. Maybe.

"Kyahh!" Suddenly Zero was pulled from his musings, the massive crowd of girls surrounding the area squealed in delight as the vampires they worshipped passed them by, masses of black uniforms bouncing around in hopes of catching the eye of their respective senpai. It made Zero want to vomit, if only they knew that the 'people' they were trying so hard to impress, were actually creatures from their worst nightmares. Beasts that would kill them without remorse.

'Let's see how excited they are then.'

Pressing his lips into a firm line, Zero felt a presence try to sneak past him while he watched Yuuki struggle to hold back the wave of females. Turning his head to glare down at the girl over his shoulder, Zero let his aggravated aura seep out to pin the girl in her tracks. With wide eyes, she stared up at him and Zero snarled in a viperous calm voice, "Get back in line, now."

With tears in her eyes, the girl scrambled back in line, not even waiting for Zero to finish his demand.

A familiar chuckle sounded from a startlingly close proximity.

Alert, and ready to shoot Kuran in the face at a moment's notice, Zero moved his eyes forward, to see Kaname standing directly before him, looking as impeccable as always. Damn Pureblood. "You're scary as always, Kiryu-kun." The other greeted him, much to his annoyance.

"What do you want, Kuran?" Zero growled out, hearing the whispers about how he was a jerk from Kaname's little admirers, but he didn't give a rat's ass.

Kaname grew a hint of a simper on his lips, and Zero shivered in distaste. He didn't approve of being on the receiving end of that man's smile.

And he certainly didn't approve of how the brunette was leaning towards him, invading his personal space. Forcing himself to stand still in order to not give the bastard any satisfaction of getting a reaction out of him, Zero sharpened his eyes into blades, glaring harshly. "If you've got nothing to say, get to class."

The man simply let out his melodious chuckle again, and Zero went to step back, but a strong hand gripped his shoulder, holding him in place. Zero felt his eye twitch, and he went to slap the hand away, but a warm breath on the shell of his ear had him freezing in place, his lilac orbs widening. The warmth ghosting over his silver piercings.

"Did you know I once dreamt I was a duck?"

Not this shit again.

"You've only said it five times in the last three days." Zero retorted heatedly before he took a step back.

Kaname followed, giving him no room to breathe.

"If I was a duck like I had dreamt," what was with this guy? "would you like to play with me in the tub?"

What?

"Because I'd let you play with me all you desired, Kiryu-kun." Zero jerked backwards, blinking once, twice, and after the words fully processed, he opened his mouth to yell at the insane asshole Yuuki had an obsession with.

Too bad for him, Kaname was already walking away, his white day class uniform receding from his view as the Pureblood resumed the march down the path, a small smirk flashing across his mouth as a warning before he was gone. The other members of the day class either glared at him or looked between them in confusion before following their leader.

Zero growled under his breath, hate oozing from his pores and a scarlet blush painting the tips of his ears.

"Eh, what was the about?" One of the braver Day Class girls attempted to ask, and for her efforts, she was granted with the horrifying image of a silver haired demon rounding on her, his lilac eyes stabbing her with rage.

"EVERYONE BACK TO THE DORMS NOW!"

"KYAAH?!"

Water dripped down the contours of a man's chiseled chest, the drops of liquid sparkling down past the flawless flesh in rivulets as the man rose to his feet. The skin, drawn tight with muscle and power, rippled closer with a sway of hips gliding through the knee high water. His breath hitched, fingers, warm with the steam blanketing them with a lover's gentle kiss, brushed over his lips. And he looked up, peering into a very familiar face as dark wine orbs sealed away his protests with animalistic desire. Brown locks, damp and easy to fist between his fingers, coming to mold into his silver bangs as the man rested his forehead against his.

He groaned, placing his hands on the man's broad shoulders, "Kuran…"

A moist tongue trailed along the outer shell of his ear, and his body shivered.

"Did you know, I once dreamt I was a duck?"

Zero blinked.

Zero's eyes snapped open with horror, a very prominent problem in his pants causing his face to shift in mortification.

GOD DAMMIT!

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Status: Edited due to minor errors.