Why was he here again? Zero's lips twisted into a frown. He wasn't exactly sure how he found himself here. But when he thought about it, his lips favored a bitter smile; did it matter in the end?

He had been wondering, how he would have felt towards vampires, if not for the massacre of his family. Sure, he was born a Hunter; not just any Hunter, but one from the elite Kiryu Clan; he's supposed to naturally hate vampires.

But why? He dug his hands into the pockets of his school pants; he knew that Hunters hated vampires, but...

Hm.

Was it exactly... justified to hate a race simply because of what they were? Yes, vampires were one of the bigger reasons for mass destruction through out the ages, however; not every single vampire was like that...

He wasn't.

'No, that's different,' he mused, 'Did I just... put myself with them? That's not right.'

But it was true, wasn't it? He might still be a Hunter, but it was really foolish of him to deny what he also was. He chuckled; he'd been doing it for 4 years. Of course he had his reasons for the extreme hatred and disgust burning within his soul.

Shizuka.

He hadn't realized that he'd closed his eyes; or that his right hand had traveled to his tattoo.

He bit his lip; he had to stop this. Over the course of 4 years, he had been able to observe the actions of the vampires at Cross Academy, and so far, didn't see anything that made them deserve his callousness that he always carried towards them. It was trauma and force of habit... but it had to stop.

Kaname was something of a master chess player. Although, the ornate chessboard in his room went unused, mostly. It was only used when he, or one of his pawns made a move. He glanced down at the board from his place beside the window behind his desk.

In the next moment, the white knight was in his right hand; the smooth, cold texture calming the pureblood's nerves. Zero had yet to make a move; therefore, the knight had hardly made any moves on the chessboard.

Sigh.

He ran a slender hand through his dark locks as he put the knight back in its place. He observed the board a little longer before he glanced back out the window.

He had felt his presence for a long time before the Hunter actually bothered to knock.

Kaname, without a thought really, unlocked the door using his telekinetic powers, and murmured, "Come in," before taking a seat at his desk.

It took him a minute, but Zero made his way into the room; not bothering with the door seeing as things around here seemed to take care of themselves, and had a seat across from the pureblood.

Kaname watched the silver-haired teen across from him closely as he pulled a tin out of his white jacket, and took two pills from it and put them into the flute glass of water before him, watching them dissolve slowly into a pale red, before taking a slow sip.

Silence.

Kaname thrummed his fingers patiently on his desk; taking note in the way the Hunter was fidgeting with the cuffs of his school uniform and looking anywhere but at the pureblood; it seemed the ex-human preferred the floor.

After a few minutes, Kaname raised a slender eyebrow and asked, "Why are you here, Zero?"

Zero seemed slightly startled by the pureblood's voice, and jerked his head up; seeming as if he was looking for something to say.

"I..." Pause. "I just... it's..." Pause.

Kaname's brow furrowed; the hell? It wasn't like Zero to be so unsure of himself; especially in front of him.

Finally, Zero asked a question of his own. "Does the Night Class really hate me because I'm a Hunter turned vampire?"

Kaname blinked; thoroughly surprised by the abrupt question, before taking it into careful consideration as he sloshed the red liquid around before taking another sip.

"No."

He paused a moment before continuing, "It's not exactly like that, Zero. It's more of your demeanor towards them, and I, that makes you very unlikable. Plus you're a Hunter, so..." Kaname mumbled the last part as he took another sip.

Zero raised an eyebrow, "My demeanor " Kaname sighed, looking into Zero's lavender depths, "Your 'holier than thou' attitude; your lack of respect. You have none and it doesn't necessarily bother me; in fact, I find it intriguing." He finally drained the wine glass, "My subordinates don't."

Zero frowned, although he could see what Kaname was trying to get at. "Hm..."

Kaname rested an elbow against his desk, and laid his head in his open palm, "You never told me what you're doing here so late; even they are asleep."

Zero's eyes seemed lost again, for a moment, before the regular determination that lived in his eyes returned with full force.

"I can't deny it anymore, Kaname," the Hunter slowly let his eyes bleed red and his fangs elongate, "I need your blood. It's getting harder and harder to fight this and... I know in the end I'll lose. There's no reason to drag anything out."

Kaname raised an interested eyebrow; the hell? Of course Kaname knew there was no reason to drag things out! He had been trying to get that through the Hunter's thick skull for the longest time. 'Still,' he mused, 'It's shocking that he came to this conclusion all by himself.'

He closed his eyes, exhaling, before he stood from his chair, and slowly walked around to the awaiting Zero.

He put both his hands on the arms of the chair the apprehensive Hunter sat in, and for better leverage, pulled his right knee up in the chair, separating Zero's legs before he lowered his neck.

Zero laved his tongue over the porcelain skin presented to him, for whatever reason, taking care to prepare it before sinking his fangs in.

Kaname didn't make a single sound.

Oh fuck... Zero could feel his beast taking over.

'So good; so good,' he thought; unconsciously moaning against Kaname's skin.

The smooth, cinnamon-spiced taste of the crimson liquid drove the ex-human wild; he knew he would never find anything better than this blood to help sustain his existence.

Somewhere along the way, he regained control, and reluctantly pulled his fangs out; pampering the wound marks until they healed shut. He closed his eyes as the post euphoria rushed over him; the hand that he didn't even know that was in Kaname's hair, tightened subconsciously.

He didn't release his grip as said pureblood rested his head against Zero's shoulder; basking in the quietness the same as Zero.

The exhilaration was starting to wear down, and Zero felt calm and sated; that was until he felt Kaname's tongue caressing his Hunter's tattoo; as if preparing to bite.

It wasn't too long afterwards that Zero had the barrel of Bloody Rose pressed against Kaname's head.

"Don't."

He felt the pureblood pause, then slowly lift his head to stare Zero in the eyes.

The ex-human had to admit that he was unsettled by the dark wine gaze that looked back at him, but he kept a glare on his face and the gun pressed firmly against Kaname's head.

"Honestly, Zero," the pureblood prince murmured, an inch from his face, "Do you really think it's fair... to take from me like this, and I not to expect payment in return?"

Zero's face darkened; he wished could back up, but being trapped in a chair, he could just scowl.

"Payment? So you want my blood then?"

Kaname a dark smirk, "Whatever you want to give me is fine; blood... your body. Either one."

The Hunter's blood ran cold at the second suggestion. "You... I... YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS!" He snapped, preparing to hit Kaname with the handle of gun; but he was never able to administer the blow.

After Kaname's soft, smooth lips had met Zero's, was when he grasped Zero's wrist so he couldn't hit him.

The shock was radiating through out him; the fuck was this vampire doing? He couldn't... he felt like he was paralyzed. It was unbelievable.

Kaname finally pulled back, his eyes dark with something Zero couldn't ignore, as he glanced down at the Hunter's pale column.

"Trust me, Zero; it can feel good to be bitten. That woman wasn't trying to make you feel good; she was trying to make you feel pain. That's not my intention. Do I seem to be in pain when you bite me?"

Zero didn't... he didn't even want to contemplate any of this! None of it... comprehended.

But if he stopped being stubborn, then... no. Kaname didn't show pleasure, exactly, but pain was definitely not something that was there either.

When Zero didn't answer, Kaname tilted his head, eyes and expression dark.

"Perhaps, I'll have to help him relax," he murmured, planning on hypnotizing the Hunter.

Zero frowned, not liking the tone in his voice but soon, it was just Kaname's eyes he was focusing on; it made his thinking process slow down, and he could feel the tension disappearing from his taut muscles.

'What is he... I can't look away!' Finally, after Zero didn't know how long (he lost grip of time and space) he suddenly felt this... fogginess, start to disperse; but by then, it was too late.

A/N: Well, I love VK; I really do. I'm over in that archive reading a shit ton of KXZ. haha anyway, if you liked it, drop a review; I plan on making it a two or three shot deal, so tell me if you like where it's going and would like another chapter. ^^ ~Aly~