Façade

A/N: Reconstruction shouldn't take me long at all; I've already done half of it so the chapters should be up shortly. My deepest apologies.

WARNINGS:This is not a lovey dovey ZeroxKana story, to my dismay- although it may end with growing feelings of some sort. Although I thoroughly enjoy writing Kaname torturing Zero *smirks evilly* This does contains dark themes, rape, torture of some degree and just pure Zero suffering. If you can't handle that, then please, don't read.

Chapter 1: Torment

Vampires; such disgusting creatures... They were beasts in human form, Devils in disguise, beautiful, but dangerously alluring...

Kaname POV

Sitting in his ethics class, Kaname zoned out as he stared through the window at the ever so beautiful roses; their velvet soft petals glistened like little crimson crystalline shards in what little sunlight the dark clouds offered. Any background noise faded into that of an almost silent blur, as persistent thoughts nagged at the dark corners of his mind.

It would be an understatement to say he had been a little bored recently, more so, he was fed up, exasperated at the same repetitive routine that his daily life was constructed of. Somehow, he found himself almost excited to see the hunter again. Each and every encounter with the hunter had gotten bloodier, more enticing, more... Interesting.

Zero knew Kaname could come any time, and would expect him to visit soon. His fear; it only grew knowing that. His pain... It excited Kaname greatly. He would always be devising new ways he could coax a different reaction out of the Silverette, observe how his behaviour could drastically change from something as degrading as becoming submissive to then having, not a second later, all those wilful walls of resistance back up again, persistently and insolently fighting him back all in vain, for Kaname would make them harshly crumble down around him once more. Oh how he loved to torment his prey, his food... to rightfully dish out that much needed retribution to the scum of this corrupt world.

The vermillion hue of the roses in his vision only brought the silverette's unwanted image to mind. "Kiryuu" He mentally scowled. His blood; the blood of a hunter, it was such a delicacy... He could feel that overly excited demon inside him jump for joy at the very sentiment of the hunter's blood. To say he'd had grown an obsession for it would be nowhere close to how much his beast had become attached to it.

So sweet... so... Delectable...

Kaname subconsciously licked his lips and let his heavy eye-lids slide closed, ridding his sight of the red that reminded him of that rich blood so vividly; aware his eyes currently burned that same sinister shade. He couldn't let anybody see it, how the saint of self control, was, well, not very much composed at said moment.

There was just something about the him, something about him that aroused his inner beast, so much... Too much. Was it the shrewd insults, the sweet essence of blood itself, or was it that all too overpowering fear that just radiated off him in waves? The same fear he devoured like a sponge would absorb water, fuelling that fire that thrilled him so.

It was that same reason that he loathed the hunter, and how that expertly constructed self control seemed to slip so easily around him... All that control that took so long to build, the façade that took an exhausting amount of great effort to uphold, seemed to be tumbling down around him, as if it were nothing at all; A simple mountain of cards blown over by an infinitesimal gust of wind.

He didn't know whether to resent the hunter for becoming so dependent on him, to resent that someone so insignificant could make this facade of his all but crumble like a mere fragile leave beneath the weight of something so small, or excited by this sudden change in his otherwise fixed routine, instead offered the opportunity and the chance for a bit of fun, harmless messing around...

He had speculated it for so long; why he kept him alive... that insolent brat. Not only did he know how to arouse that beast inside him, but he knew exactly what forbidden buttons to press to make his anger snap and make that vigorous concealed temper of his explode.

Control Kaname, control.

He had a very thin tolerance for the disobedient male. Such disrespect made him infuriated to his limit. Why he didn't bow down to him like the rest of these vampires here, he would never know. The pride of the hunter was just too great. That damned pride... He would make it shatter into a thousand tiny pieces. Kaname would make certain that Zero would never defy him again and strike his revenge for making him fall so easily.

Clearing his mind, he let himself think of his darling girl, Yuuki. With every day the time drew nearer and nearer. The sands of time waited for no one. Kaname would have to tell her the truth sooner or later, change Yuuki back into her former glory, a pureblood, a delicate princess. He knew she wouldn't have a problem with this, deep down; she loved him enough to do anything he asked.

Yuuki

He smiled as he imagined the girl's innocent smiling face in his mind. He couldn't help but wonder if that smile would still be plastered upon her face if she knew the truth about everything.

If Zero was to find out about what his plan was this whole time, he couldn't even begin to imagine his reaction. It would fuel his hate towards him even more-not that he didn't already hate him to earths the end anyway- Kaname sighed. The hunter would never allow it but he could care less of the opinion of that simple-minded level-D. The only thing the Kiryuu was good for was satisfying his thirst... And well... his other beastly needs.

"Kaname? Class is over." Ruka's sickly sweet tone rang in his ear, dragging him back into reality and breaking his train of thought. He tried to mask his sudden frustration as he opened his eyes that had finally faded to a light chocolate, before looking up at her.

"Thank you, Ruka." He voiced, languidly lifting himself from his seat. Without sparing the nobles a glance, he exited the classroom with a subconscious haste to his step. Kaname was suddenly very hungry, and not for those most distasteful tablets.

Zero POV

Some days, Zero would be lucky... Lucky not to have the pureblood come for him; for that he was sincerely grateful. He could only look upon himself now and laugh. Who are you? He didn't know, and he wouldn't even know where to start anymore. Just a scared little boy was what he was like he was those many years ago. Like a bird locked up in a cage he longed for the sweet salvation that would never be delivered to him.

Maybe, just maybe, he did deserve this, maybe this was his punishment.

Zero didn't know how long it had been, how long he was trapped in this shroud of darkness, by these chains that so tightly bound him. He never knew when the sun rose in the sky, making way for the new day, or when the ball of heat fell to set, giving birth to the night. He was victim to an eternal night; a darkness that was seemingly infinite. If graced by the sun now, surely, it would be enough to blind him, but he was slowly getting used to the blackness, bound to it like he was these damn chains.

It never got easier. No. That damned leech would always find a new way to torment him, a new way to get on his last nerve, and a new way to break him in half entirely. Never would he fail to arouse his anger, that fury within him; be it a simple word, a comment, or just that stubborn look that spoke the highest form of superiority.

Zero's vision was slightly blurry when he attempted to open his all too heavy eye-lids, though it didn't take long to adjust to the darkness since he'd gotten so used to it by now. He could literally feel someone's burning gaze on him, boring holes into his body, eyeing him up, and down, and he didn't like the sensation one bit.

He already knew who it was, of course he knew. The way his own heart rate raced and the overpowering scent drove his insides and each and every one of his senses insane. He heard a low chuckle echo throughout the small room, the hunter didn't have enough strength to follow the noise; his body was drained of all energy, fatigue embracing his every limb.

The sudden unwanted touch of the pureblood made his skin crawl, crawl and hide away as Kaname's deceptively soft finger guided his chin up to look into those burgundy orbs that were fast to shift their hues. Zero's loudly pounding heart could be well heard over the silence; that he was sure of. The sound was like a beating drum in his ear, reverberating on the walls that made up his conscious mind.

He was now staring directly into the crimson eyes of the pureblood. Their mirrored gazes were filled with bloodlust, just at the very scent of each other. Kaname's expression was unreadable, his lips set in a firm line and a fire burning intensely in his eye.

It was that time again... That time everyday Zero dreaded, that time that seemed to race along all too soon and strike him down again. The hand of a god was strong, and most certainly not a force to be reckoned with.

Zero was still shook from the last advance the pureblood made on him. As if that dreadful finger wasn't enough to shaken him up any further, the brunette inched closer nuzzling his nose in the crook of Zero's neck, inhaling deeply before trailing up and down the slender column, repeating the motion. Strong arms snaked their way around Zero's waist in almost like a loving embrace and he felt sick; sick to the very pit of his stomach.

His throat was coarse and voice raspy. He hadn't fed in ages, for what seemed like a very long and miserable life time, and to his dismay, well, to his demons dismay, Kuran liked to put that little detail off for as long as possible. He would scold him when the blood lust consumed him, tease him with blood but never really give it to him. Of course he wouldn't, putting him through all this suffering, why would he possibly give him what he wanted most?

"Get the hell off me Kuran!" He spat as he struggled in his iron grasp, gripping at Kaname's solid arms as he tried to pry them off him, pushing with what little energy was left in him. His efforts were all but futile; they always were. The pureblood only tightened his hold.

"Despicable level-D" A cold hushed whisper at his ear, breath brushing that sensitive skin, forcing a shiver to run down his aching spine. His hands soon moved to Kaname's shoulders, as he tried again with all his might to shove him away. Zero could feel the way his body began to involuntarily tremble when that nose that trailed along his jaw line was replaced with soft lips, tracing the skin with a deliberate slowness. Kaname's breath came hot and fast against his neck, a tongue flicked out now and then, teasing at the rough, abused patch of flesh.

Zero was soon distracted away from all that when his eyes landed upon the neck that was now on show to him. His fangs came to life as he strained his head down to reach that ever so tempting neck.

No.

He scolded himself, as he backed away resisting that demon clawing away at him. He was having a little battle inside his head, that beast beckoning him to bury his aroused fangs in that so tempting pureblood skin. He couldn't. He wouldn't. Not this time, not again.

A forceful shove at his shoulder brought Kaname's attention away from his neck as he stumbled gracefully backwards. Zero almost felt relief by the absence of that poisonous touch, but when Kuran's slits narrowed in frustration, and the way he moved so fast and furious he couldn't keep up, he was all but relieved. Sharp nails dug painfully into the slender column of his neck.

"Don't push me, Kiryuu" He growled. His voice was like thunder, low and threatening as his eyes flashed like the lightning that always accompanied the storm. Zero froze. That piercing gaze held him in place, but couldn't help but wince at the sharp pain. He brought his shaking hands to the wrist at his neck, trying to release the deathly grip mercilessly crushing his wind-pipe.

"Damn Vampire" He managed to choke out, before a bone-breaking crack sounded and the sudden pain in his head was all he could focus on. His vision was hazy yet again, and he wasn't sure he was conscious until that indescribable pain in his neck brought him back to his harsh reality of a life. He couldn't help but scream in desperate agony as Kuran's fangs buried themselves further into his delicate flesh like a thousand sharp needles piercing the surface of his skin in all the wrong places.

Being slowly drained of any life, he could feel it, feel all the remaining energy abandoning his body. And then he felt it, tasted it, unconsciously welcomed it, as the sweet thick liquid dripped into his slightly parted lips, caressing his tongue. The heavenly scent of all that was pure blood soon filled the air of the small room. He had hardly even noticed the digit that wormed its way into his mouth, but at that point, he didn't care. All he cared about was that liquid, that sweet elixir that made him succumb to his desires so easily, so very easily.

He would regret this later; he was sure. He always did. He let the pureblood control him like this, yet there was only so much resistance one could withstand... No. Excuses. That's all it was. An excuse. An excuse for his weak willed self.

By instinct Zero's ran his slick tongue around the digit that had forced its way in his mouth, lapping up every single drop of blood that stained the finger. Unknowingly, he began sucking it in a sensual manner, grazing his teeth along the slender digit, breaking the skin in places.

The thumb pushed its way further past his wet lips; he welcomed it gladly as he bit the skin, hard. That pain in his neck turned into a dull insignificant ache, as his full attention was on nothing other than the sinful substance trickling down his throat. The finger muffled his sudden pleasured moan.

Kaname pushed his frame closer against him ducking his head in deeper in the crook of his neck, burying teeth further. The way Kuran's uniform brushed against his bare torso sent an involuntary shiver to waver throughout his body. Subconsciously, he arched into that brief touch.

This, of course, failed to go unnoticed by the pureblood. He retracted his thumb way too soon for Zero's liking. He was still unbelievably thirsty, it was painful.

Pulling back slightly, Kaname's eyes widened as he gazed at the hunter. Blood stained mouth, and his own blood dripping from those still aroused canines as red tinted violet orbs gazed back at him. Zero inched himself closer, the need for more driving him forward, but to his dismay, Kaname held him back, a sudden new idea sparked, as a smirk marked flawless features.

A smirk that spoke only the worst.

Leading the hunter to his neck instead, he forced him to bite down. Kaname rested his hand on the hunter's bare skinned torso as he trailed feather light touches against each contour of each angle, before ghosting across pert, erect nipples. The pleasant sensations from the bite were like mini electric shocks dancing beneath Kaname's skin.

The hand at Zero's torso made more involuntary shivers ripple throughout his body. Stopping his extraction, he froze when the hand dare slide so boldly under his waist band, before shoving the pureblood immediately off him. The sudden hostility was unexpected as Kaname stumbled backwards once more.

That twisted look on the purebloods face made him grimace in revulsion. The way that glare was intent on his face as he looked at him, a new kind of burning in his eye. Zero's arms were swiftly pinned above his head as Kaname's free hand took its place back below the waistband of loose trousers, fondling Zero's lower regions.

"S-stop K-Kuran" He managed to speak through the small gasps that made their way out of his lips. He thrashed about where he was but Kaname was too strong.

"I said stop!" He bucked involuntarily into Kaname's hand. A loud moan was forced from blood stained lips.

"But you're enjoying it so much" Kaname's voice was like silk and Zero could just hear the growing smirk in his tone, growing larger with each strangled plead that escaped his own lips. Why the hell was he doing this?! Zero squirmed under the sensual touch and tried to hold out as long as possible, wanting so badly to avoid unnecessary embarrassment, but that pride all but shattered when his length was pumped; fast, and hard.

His arms went limp in the pureblood's grasp and the rest of his body had no choice but to let go as he came violently in the warm hand that tightened around his cock. Zero let out a breathless gasp, the uncontrollable tremors of his orgasm tearing through him.

Daring to look directly into the purebloods eyes was a big mistake. Zero had lifted his gaze and for one of the first times in his life, he was genuinely frightened. Not only was the pureblood's gaze glazed over with the thickest layer of mockery, but those violent orbs shimmered ever so darkly as Kaname moved closer; if such a thing was humanely possible.

"Look at the mess you made" Kaname's eyes motioned to his free hand that now was held between them, covered in his own sticky white essence. Kaname brought it up to his plush lips, running his tongue up a slickened finger. Glowing eyes never left Zero's as the hunter stared back in disbelief. This pureblood is truly sick... He thought to himself. Kaname tried to force two of his other cum slicked fingers passed the hunters lips as he uttered a simple command.

"Lick"

Zero had a distinct growing fear resonating from the very pit of his stomach and he had another dreadful feeling.

A feeling that things were suddenly going to get a whole lot worse...

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