“The guilty one is not he who commits the sins, but the one who causes the darkness.”

—Victor Hugo

【Waltz into the Darkness】

Kaname stumbled across his bedroom, his soaking brunette bangs interfering with his vision, while his shirt glued tightly against his tall frame. Leaning weakly on his left shoulder was Zero, covered in many various wounds—he was almost unconscious. Droplets of rainwater mixed with blood fell onto the ground as Kaname helped him into the room, staining the cream-coloured carpet.

Placing him onto the very same red armchair, Kaname flung open his wardrobe doors, grabbing whatever he could find. A full-length coat, some bandages and other medical aids.

Zero sat back against the chair, his fading conscious forbidding him to recount what had happened just moments before. With his vision blurry and his mind unclear, he could only groan in agony as his eyes scanned over the blood drenched shoulder of his school uniform.

That’s right, what did happen before...?

The last thing he could remember was patrolling around the night student dorms as part of his usual guardian duties. Once the night students have head off to their classrooms, he would return to his dome and retire to bed. Surely, tonight was not any different, but what had happened between the short time of finishing his shift and now?

Who could’ve wounded his body so swiftly without him even realising it?

Kaname walked back, proceeding to sit on the edge of the chair as his hands reached forward to undo the buttons of his shirt. Zero shifted uncomfortably under his hands, his eyes staring sideways, concentrating on something other than the brunette who was removing his clothes.

“Stop moving, we need to get this wound treated.” Kaname demanded in a stern tone, his extensive fingernails accidentally tearing the material of Zero’s shirt as he fidgeted underneath him.

“What the hell happened and how did I end up in your bedroom?” Zero replied gruffly, ignoring the brunette’s words. “What are you planning to do now Kuran, you had your fun last time, I’m not here to service you whenever you feel the urge to fuck.”

Suddenly, Kaname’s hand stopped, ripping the blood-encrusted shirt off Zero’s body.

“For your information, I just saved your life. You could at least have the decency to be grateful that I didn’t leave you to die in the rain, especially when you constantly treat me with that attitude.”

Zero shivered a little in response to his words; he could see the sheer irritation burning deep within Kaname’s dark crimson eyes.

“I don’t remember asking for your help.” He fought back, shoving the brunette’s hands away from his injured shoulder. “I’m sure I could’ve handled it myself anyways.”

Kaname frowned, his fangs exposing in a hiss of infuriation. “Listen to yourself Kiryu, you’re in complete denial about your own strength.” He grabbed Zero by the shoulder and pressed closer, the wets tips of his hair pricked his cheek.

“Do you want to know what happened before? Let me tell you so you’ll know how fucking pathetic you are! You were almost killed by a few C Grade vampires, whom were sent to assassinate you.” Kaname paused momentarily, throwing Zero back onto the couch sharply.  “They had orders from the vampire council, to kill you before you evolve into a E Grade monster.”

“You should be grateful that I recognised the scent of your blood, so I rushed out immediately during my class. When I found you, you were covered in blood and they had already left, probably because they could sense I was approaching the area.” He ran his hand through the wet locks of his brunette hair, sighing firmly. “Still, I can’t help but feel a little betrayed since the fuckers disobeyed my order and went ahead with the attack, even after I’ve made a agreement with the council to crush you personally, if you ever sink to that level.”

Grabbing the roll of bandage, Kaname ignored Zero’s resistance and began to wrap the material around the top of his arm. They needed to stop the bleeding and fast; he had already lost too much blood for one night.

That was when Zero realised how weak he really was.

So all this time, Kaname was the one who had been dealing behind his back, bargaining for ways to save his life? Was he really that useless, so pathetic that he always needed someone to watch his back...?

‘I have always been able to protect myself, so why is it any different now? Why do I have to constantly rely on the help of this vampire?!’

Swearing under his breath, Zero sat up properly on the chair and reached over to snatch the roll of bandage out of the brunette’s hand.

“I can do it myself, I’m not a child.” Zero grunted, wrapping the bandage hastily around his wound. Tying the ends with a knot, he stood up to leave, grabbing his bloody shirt from the arm of the chair.

But for some reason, his body failed him once again and he falls rather lifelessly back into the seat.

“Don’t force yourself, it’s going to take a while for you to regain your strength. They used special weapons against you, so your wounds won’t heal as they normally would.” Kaname approached closer, pressing the wet material of his shirt against Zero’s chest, pinning him down gently so he wouldn’t crush his wounds. “Why don’t you stay here tonight, I can make it worth your time.”

The brunette pressed even closer, his breath sneaking across the flesh on Zero’s neck.

I only want your body to be truthful, I’ve wanted it, lust for as long as I could remember.

With those words brought back more memories. Memories from the night only a few days back, where Kaname had fucked him, feasted mercilessly on his body. That was the very same night he had agree to his blood oath, due to his desperation of keeping his bloodlust under control.

Beating himself up mentally for thinking about that, Zero knew his main priority was to escape from this position and leave while he still had the chance. Only by doing that will he regain some control over his own life.

“Let me go.” Zero fought, attempting to struggle free from the weight of Kaname’s body. But he didn’t move at all. “I’m not going to stay here with you. I’m not going to let you take advantage of me anymore”

“Fine, go. But may I remind you that we’re still under a certain agreement...?” A sly smile curled on Kaname’s lips as he moved in for the kill. “Or should I tell the others about our little adventure as well?”

Zero grunted in response, struggling harder than before. “Fuck you, I’m sick of your games.”

“What games, Zero? Why are you always accusing me of having ill intentions towards you?” Kaname yanked him closer, tracing his tongue across the length of his jawbone. “Obviously, I find you attractive, or else I wouldn’t even have slept with you.”

“Stop avoiding the subject. You know what I mean.” Zero hissed in reply. “We fucked once Kuran, once. So stop using that against me, its rather sad.”

“Yes, you’re right, we’ve only done it once... But...” Kaname moved over to whisper against Zero’s ears, “If that one time was good, it’d forever leave a lasting impression in one’s mind, am I right in saying that Zero?”

Victory was written all over his face.

Zero shuddered involuntarily at the brunette’s advances. His body tightened, as he pressed even closer, teasing the shell of his ears with his air breath.

And then it happened again. For the second time of the night, he started reminding himself of what sex had felt like with him.

‘This is all his fault. It only he didn’t demand sex as his payment.’

Rough and raw, those were the only words Zero could find tin his head o describe their session. Not only was it extremely intense and painful, it was also satisfying nonetheless.

It worried him. It worried him because he had enjoyed the “rape” way too much.

“…”

Kaname was really getting to him, wasn’t he...?

“They say that a vampire tends to develop feelings for another vampire if they’ve drank each other’s blood.”

Chairman Cross had told him before, during his daily study about the habits and lifestyle of the fascinating creatures of the night.

“Beware of your choices Zero, because the next person you bite could very well be the person you fall for.”

The sudden flashback bought a light flush upon Zero’s face, which was an extremely unusual sight for he rarely showed any emotions rather than his anger. Zero cursed again, trying his best to brush away his impure thoughts, as well as his insecurities regarding Cross’ words.

He needed to get out of here. And fast.

Unexpectedly, Kaname lifted the weight of his body off him, sitting up briefly to open a wound on his own arm. He pressed it against Zero’s lips, offering him the bittersweet liquid that the silver-haired boy had been dying to taste again.

“Go on, I know you’ve been holding your urges back again. And besides...” The brunette moved forward, brushing a single strand of dampened silver hair away from Zero’s eyes. “I’m not going to claim my payment until you’ve regained some strength. It won’t be any fun if you’re going to be as weak as you are now.”

Zero stared at the wound, familiar temptations arising within his body once again. Without much further thought, he grabbed the arm and sank his fangs into it hastily.

As much as he hated to admit it, Zero really did miss the coppery taste, along with the sweet satisfaction that only Kaname’s blood could provide him.

“Zero...” Kaname whispered his name in a tone almost inaudible.

His hand wondered over and ruffled against his silky silver tresses. Although it was still fairly wet, the rain failed to affect the beauty of it. Kaname had always loved Zero’s hair, not only the way it shimmered upon the rays of moonlight, but the colour was uncommon as well.

It always fascinated him.

‘No.’ Kaname corrected in his mind, his eyes fluttering close as he felt fangs sinking deeper into his skin. ‘He fascinates me the most.’

By the time Zero’s guilt had caught up with his conscious, he had already been draining blood from the brunette for well over five minutes. Reluctantly, he tore his razor-sharp fangs away from the pale flesh and sat back, feeling ashamed. He felt the same shame in his mind, every time he fed on Kaname’s blood.

“Zero...?” The brunette murmured softly, watching the silver-haired boy wiping and licking the blood that remained on his lips and chin. “You can have more if you’d like, I know you’ve lost a lot of blood from the incident before.”

Kaname shifted along the couch and proceeded to push Zero’s head towards his gash again. But Zero refused his proposal, shoving away his arm in a rough movement, before looking away in disinterest.

“I’ve had enough, I don’t want anymore.” He simply replied, his voice cold and stubborn.

If he manages to resist Kaname’s advances, then that proves he still has a little self-control over his body, correct...?

“It’s unlike you. Last time you drank a much larger amount and you won’t even hurt at the time.” The brunette pressed his case. Tilting his chin, Kaname could see shame and despair in Zero’s darkened eyes. “Don’t let your pride get in the way Zero, pride its nothing more but a irrational mortal feeling. If you want more, then have more. I’m offering it to you.”

Zero could feel a tinge of annoyance arising. “You can stop acting righteous. I know that you’re only offering help for one reason.”

“Oh, is that so?” Kaname sounded rather amused. “But did you forget, although I was the one who suggested the payment, you were the one who ultimately made the decision to accept my proposal. You’re being rather irresponsible if you’re going to blame me for everything when you had a choice not to accept it.”

“Fuck you. You were the one who bribed me with your blood when I was craving for it. You used it as a excuse to take advantage of me.” Zero clenched onto the wet collar of Kaname’s shirt and yanked him closer. “Therefore, it is all your fault. It’s your fault that I have become addicted to the taste of blood again. It’s your fault that I have lost control of my mind and my body.”

He paused for a moment, head bowing. “And it’s your fault that I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you ever since that night we fucked.”

“Zero...” Kaname’s voice was low and soothing to his ears.

Freeing his grip from the brunette’s collar, Zero fell freely back onto the armchair, eyes looking away, face filled with a sense of uncertainty.

“Just shut up and fuck me. You know we both want it.”

Zero’s demand left Kaname rather speechless.

Was Zero offering his body to him? He must’ve heard wrong, he thought.

“Excuse me?”

“I said, fuck me!” Zero repeated his words in a rather irate tone. “You know we’ve both been dying to do it again after last time... Why the hell are you even hesitating? I thought you loved the idea of having me as your personal sex slave.”

Yes, Zero really did fascinate him.

Snigger.

Although his response was still mildly surprising, Kaname did not hesitate any longer to accept his request.

“Gladly.” He growled low in his throat, his thin lips pressing together in a dangerous smile. Slowly, he crawled his way on top of Zero’s tattered body, his arms pressing on either side of the silver-haired boy to avoid crushing his wounds.

Leaning forward, Kaname captured Zero’s lips in a kiss, soft and simple.

‘It’s the first time he’s kissed me.’

Yes, it was the first time they had shared this kind of embrace—a kiss to be more precise—but Zero suspected it to be the very first and the very last time Kaname was willing to show off his gentler side.

“...”

“You know, out of all the sexual partners I’ve had in my life, you happened to be one of my favourites.” Kaname continued, his lips gliding seductively across his victim’s neck, tracing his tattoo with the tip of his tongue. “There’s something about you, Zero. Something that fascinates me, intrigues me. And I’m not going to stop searching until I found out the reason.”

“Whatever...” Zero spoke grudgingly, biting hard against his tongue to stop the moan that was threatening to erupt from his lips.

Zero pressed his head back against the armchair, permitting better access for the brunette to tease his neck. Pleased with his assistance, the brunette opened his mouth, brushing the very tip of his fangs across the flesh.

“Don’t bite too hard, I’m having enough trouble as it is hiding your fang marks from my classmates.”

Nodding disinterestedly at his request, Kaname allowed his mouth to wonder, until it has reached his victim’s collarbone, before piercing through the fragile skin. Zero growled loudly in response to his impulsive roughness, his desperate hands entangled themselves in the brunette’s hair, fingertips feeling the smoothness of the locks.

Kaname allowed himself to nibble the flesh for a moment longer, before withdrawing his teeth from his skin. Bemused by the savouring taste of sweat mixed with blood, the brunette went for seconds, his teeth marking, tearing hungrily into the pale skin, marking Zero as his own.

“F-fuck...” Zero cursed from the sheer coarseness of Kaname’s action, as he tried to fight back a little. He needed to regain some kind of control over the situation; he can’t always let Kaname have his way with him every time they had sex.

Irritated, Kaname shoved the boy back onto the seat, his mouth never ceased to stop sucking him. His icy fingertips found its way onto Zero’s chest, where they traced his well-defined bodily contours, stopping only when he had discovered one of his hardened nipples.

His fingernails clamped itself around the small, aroused peak, causing the silver-haired boy to arch his chest up in reaction, his fangs digging into his own bottom lip from the pain that stung his body.

Yes, that’s what he had missed. He had missed the pure dominance of the brunette.

Drawing back once again, Kaname stopped only to watch his victim’s reaction. Zero’s eyes were closed, his eyebrows burrowed together. His lips parted a little, allowing nothing more but his soft pants to escape the small gap.

“You seem to be enjoying this a lot more than the last time we did it.” Kaname teased, his tongue slowly following the curve of Zero’s ear, his breath pressing against his heated skin. His teeth tugged roughly at the earlobe, but not hard enough to break the skin.

Zero responded to his words with silence.

Kaname simply continued his fun, slithering down his body. His mouth brushed against the small peak, the rough surface of his tongue tapping and flicking against it. Zero forbidded himself from moaning loudly, instead, he murmured quietly with his eyes remaining close. That allowed him to concentrate on the sensations that Kaname’s tongue had been providing him.

Devious hands began to reach down, busying themselves with the belt on the front of Zero’s pants. Kaname’s mouth continued to distract his victim, while his hand unfastened the pants impatiently, dragging down the zipper and pushing every last button out of its hole, before yanking down the tightly fitted garment.

Zero pushed Kaname away from his chest with the strength that he had regained from drinking his blood before. His hands grabbed the ends of the brunette’s hair, before yanking him down towards his face. Their lips crushed together, their tongues danced fiercely, both fighting for absolute dominance. A clear strand of saliva dripped on the corner of Zero’s lips when they had separated—saliva and blood. Blood, which was drawn when Zero had bit his lips to reframe from moaning and saliva from Kaname’s mouth, from the exchange of their fervent kiss.

“Nrgh...”

The brunette looked down, eyeing at Zero’s arousal that was pressing hard against his thigh. Running his palm down the length of his chest and navel, Kaname directed his attention towards the aching flesh. Cunning fingers walked tauntingly up the length of his victim’s erection, pausing only to curl his fingers around the flesh. Zero shivered from the contact, a few silent curses slipped through his clenched teeth.

“Do you want me to suck it...?” Kaname asked, a perverse smile appeared on his face as he encircled the flesh tighter than before, causing the silver-haired boy to jerk up in response. “Very well then.”

Not wasting another moment, Kaname planted a line of warm open-mouthed kisses down the middle of his chest, his stomach, his v-line... He stopped his mouth when it approached treacherously close to the arousal, causing Zero to groan in pain.

Kaname shoved the pants that remained on his leg, dragging it down and throwing it aside. It was getting in his way anyways.

By now, Kaname’s eyes were dark with lust, heavy with desire. And he began to tease the hardened flesh, the tip of his tongue dipping into the small slit found at the tip. He lapped up the sticky seed that had gathered at the top, licking his lips.

Zero was right. After their last meeting, he had been eager to fuck him, taste him again.

Sealing his mouth tightly around the aching flesh, he sucked hard, sliding up and down along the length of his erection.

Zero could feel something melting, building within him. He could not describe the feeling in words, but it bewildered him, causing him to throw his head back against the couch. His eyes clenched tightly together, his panting grew loud and heavy, disrupting the silence of the night. His muscles were as tight as knots, his mouth felt as dried as sand.

No one in his entire life had ever given him or his body as much attention as Kaname had offered him within one night of pleasure.

“Nnn...M-more!”

Zero demanded, the feeling growing at a much faster rate than before. He could feel the brunette’s every movement—the way he ran his tongue against him, the way he bit on his flesh every now and then as a show of passion.

The feeling of ecstasy washed over his body, the silver-haired boy letting out a loud throaty gasp as he comes. He dug his nails desperately into the seat of the chair in an attempt to control his voice—he didn’t want to be too loud.

Kaname emerged from his lower body, raising the back of his hand to his lips to wipe away the saliva and come that remained on his lips. Climbing up carefully, he buried his face deep into the depths of Zero’s neck, pushing wet locks of silver hair away from his neck. He gnawed at the skin, only using the very tip of his fangs.

Zero’s heart was still pounding wildly against his ribcage, his body still trembling from the after effects of his recent orgasm. Feeling the brunette’s teeth against the pulse of his neck only caused him to shudder more.  

“Was that what you needed...?” The brunette questioned, bitting hard onto the flesh, drawing blood and causing the other boy to let out a small moan from the back of his throat.

“Mmm...” Zero hissed in reply, thrusting his body up in an attempt to move closer against the brunette’s body. His arms binded firmly around Kaname’s neck, preparing himself for what was to come. “Go on, what are you waiting for...? Fuck me.”

Suddenly, without warning, Kaname slammed into him, causing Zero to gasp loudly at the familiar feeling of pain that washed over his tired body. His violet eyes parted, his vision blurring. For a moment he could only make out obscure images and swirls of darkness before him.

“Zero...” Kaname gasped his name in a husky growl. And he began to move again straight away, unable to provide Zero with sufficient time to recover from the first wave of pain. He was too lost in the moment to slow down. Losing control of his actions, Kaname proceeded to pound ruthlessly into him, in a manner beyond harsh.

A feeling which could only be described as raw and masochistic, started to well inside Zero’s navel. It felt strange, he was unable to understand it, but nor could he resist it.  Desperately, he clung tightly onto the brunette’s back, his fingernails slicing deeply into the flesh. He gasped again at the indecent pleasure building deep within his body, his mouth tired and dried from panting.

“Nngh!”

Zero could only moan, his body lost in a world of lust and desire. After a while, he even lifted his hips up willingly, meeting Kaname’s every thrust.

Panting frantically, Zero grasped a lock of the brunette’s hair, yanking him down towards his face. Their lips fused together for another moment of synthetic gentleness.

Upon separation, their voices joined, their moans synchronised in a chaotic symphony of darkness and of forbidden pleasures. They had completed their sinful dance, their bodies collapsing tiredly onto the armchair. Their hearts continued to flatter wildly, while their legs trembled together.

Silence fell upon the two vampires, causing the atmosphere to be somewhat awkward. A single black coat covered their naked bodies, as they lied together, basking in the afterglow.

Kaname glanced at the figure beside him, twirling a single finger through the silver tresses soothingly. Zero had drifted off to asleep sometime ago and a peaceful atmosphere had fallen across the room.

Moving his hand over to the wound on his shoulder, Kaname carefully pulled away the bandages with utmost ease. To his relieve, the wounds had already healed, probably because Zero had drank his blood before they had sex.

Kaname was tired, yet he was unable to sleep. Instead, he found tranquillity from watching the heavy rain falling from the dark skies.

‘What am I going to do if I ever get too attached to him?’

Kaname pondered, his mind trying to seek for the answer that seizes to exist.

Before he knew it, morning had arrived and Zero had slipped out from his arms and left without any words.

By then, the rain had stopped as well. 

Fin.