A/N: ARGH! I'm sorry. No sex ;_; but I wrote this in a hurry, and I wasn't feeling like writing a sex scene, but I'm sure at some point I'll come back and give you all a FULLY DETAILED ACCOUNT of what exactly went on ;D
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Disclaimer: why do we even have to do these things? Well, the boys aren't mine, and never shall be!
As Zero lay exhausted, tangled in the crimson sheets of Kaname's bed, he was sure that feeling this good was illegal.
The bond was thrumming through his veins; he felt like the slightly static buzz of his connection to Kaname had replaced every ounce of blood that was meant to be in his veins. He was the most rested he'd felt since before his transformation, and at the same time he felt that he could conquer the world. In short, Zero Kiryu felt good, really good.
But there was some part of him protesting that it was wrong for him to feel so good, he was a monster, he was disgusting, he was an ex-human, and a hunter. And he'd just, just, done that with Kuran. As he recalled exactly what that was, Zero's cheeks flushed. Not in embarrassment of the act itself, but at how amazing it had felt. Kaname was a gentle and attentive lover, and the way his hands had... No, don't go there Zero, he shook his head and rolled onto his side, eyes seeking out the sleeping form beside him.
God, he was beautiful.
He hesitantly lifted a hand, his fingers lightly tracing the curve of the pureblood's bottom lip before coming to rest on the side of his neck, where a strong and steady pulse beat beneath creamy skin. So beautiful, and so kind. Zero scoffed at his own internal thoughts: kind, beautiful? He sounded like a Day Class fan girl, but he knew now it was true, despite the old Zero in him berating his foolishness.
The bond had formed a bridge that Zero didn't know he deserved to cross; this perfect and ultimate creature deserved to be bonded to someone who wasn't tainted, like he was. He could, for lack of a better explanation, feel Kaname's nature through the bond; the way the vampire prince held Yuki to him as dearly as a sister, and the way he had been genuinely concerned for Zero. Yes, there was no doubt in the hunter's mind that Kaname was kinder than he had ever given him credit for.
The more he thought about it, the more he realised how screwed up this was. Pureblood and ex-human, pureblood and ex-human hunter, pureblood and arrogant ex-human hunter, it just seemed unfair to him. He had done this to Kaname, he had put him in the situation which had forced a blood-bond, and it had been his greed, his thirst, his madness which had triggered this. And now Kaname was stuck, bound to an ex-human he was too kind to kill.
His chest tightened, and as he struggled to deal with his guilt, he wasn't aware of the slight shift in the bond that would have alerted him to Kaname's wakefulness, and he didn't notice the concerned, sleep-ridden eyes watching him.
Kaname groaned slightly before stretching out, arms finding Zero's waist and tugging the hunter into him, "I can feel you, Zero, so do me a favour and stop thinking what you're thinking."
It was true, Kaname could, in a way, feel what Zero was thinking. He couldn't hear it, exactly, but he could hazard an accurate enough guess at the thoughts which had made the bond twinge with guilt, and self-abhorrence; he wondered briefly if Zero had ever felt anything but worthless before he tugged at the boy's waist again.
The younger complied, shifting somewhat stiffly against Kaname's chest until he had his back to the pureblood but wrapped his arms hesitantly around those that held him.
"Kaname..." The face pressed into his shoulder hummed in acknowledgment, "Kaname, I'm sorry about all this bond stuff," loosening his hold on the arms around his waist, "and whatever this," he gestured to their state of undress, "was, it never happened." Shuffling over to get up, Zero assumed that would be the end of it, but as he stood, fingers wrapped around his wrist, holding him in place.
Spinning around, he found himself face to face with an angry, no, a livid pureblood, eyes flashing red dangerously. Zero gulped and made to pull away, but was unable to free his hand from that iron grip.
Kaname was furious.
It wasn't because Zero had apologised for what was neither of their faults, and it wasn't because the boy standing before him looked like he was staring death in the face. No, though if he had stopped to think about it, they were both better reasons than the one running through his head. He snarled under his breath softly, but menacingly.
"Zero," the words were spoken calmly, with a low undertone of something deadly, "I'm only going to ask you once. No, wait, I order you," the red in his eyes bottomed out to black, "to get back in this bed," a glint of sharp teeth between pale lips, "and you are not to try leave me in it like some woman you just paid by the hour."
He glared as Zero took a tentative step back, or tried to, seeing as Kaname still held his wrist.
"You want me to get back, in the bed? With you?"
Keeping his eyes locked with Zero's, he nodded, letting go of Zero's wrist briefly only to link their fingers together, "don't leave, Zero."
Zero wasn't sure what Kaname meant. Shaking his head, he tried to rationalise the situation.
Zero bit Kaname, Kaname nearly died, Kaname bit Zero, blood bond formed. Okay, so far so good. Blood bond discussed, consequences diverged and, uh, acted upon in a most, thorough fashion and now Kaname was glaring like death incarnate because Zero had tried to leave... Sighing, he gave up trying to think, "I don't get it, Kaname. Why not?"
The pureblood shifted, pulling himself up until he was half-sitting against the headboard, and dropped his gaze to their laced fingers. Funny, he mused to himself, they kind of fit.
Tightening his hold ever so slightly, he looked back up at Zero, smiling slightly at the boy's evident confusion, "because I want you here, Zero. I don't want you to leave and feel used, or worthless because of what transpired yesterday." His smile broadened at the blush that dusted the silver-haired prefect's cheeks, "and I certainly don't want you to feel that I resent you for being bonded to me. In a strange way, I chose it. I knew the risks of drinking from you, but I did so anyway. The result is not something I regret, nor am I ashamed of it," he tugged suddenly at Zero's hand, pulling him onto the bed so the boy was half kneeling over him, "and you shouldn't be either."
Kaname leaned forward and traced Zero's collarbone with his lips, nipping at the curve with his teeth, "after all, this wouldn't have happened if we truly hated each other," dipping his tongue into the hollow, "blood bonds can only be formed when there is admiration, lust, or love between both vampires." At this, Zero made a sort of noise in his throat, and had Kaname not been so very close, he might not have heard correctly.
"Whaa.." Kaname's mouth working up to the side of his neck was making coherent thought difficult, taking a steadying breath, Zero tried again, "what does that mean, exactly?"
Chuckling into side of Zero's neck, Kaname kissed behind his ear, "it means, Kiryu-kun," nipping at a sensitive earlobe, "that you had a crush on me."
These last words had their desired effect and several things happened as a result; Zero flushed an attractive beet-red and stumbled backwards. His escape attempt, however, had been anticipated and he found himself pinned to the bed, the pureblood hovering provocatively over him, one hand on his hip in a position that was strangely similar to that dream he had... wait, he had said both vampires, right?
"Kaname..." he was cut off by a pair of impatient lips, and he smiled into the kiss.
SEVERAL HOURS LATER.
"So," Zero lifted his head from where it lay against Kaname's shoulder, "blood bonds... you said there had to be an attraction between both vampires." He moved to straddle Kaname's hips, bending down and holding the pureblood's gaze, which now looked considerably uncomfortable, almost embarrassed, Zero realised, "doesn't that mean that," his lips twisted into a crooked smirk, "you had a crush on me, too, Dorm President Kuran?"