Chapter 1: Paroxysm

Summary: Uh…

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight…although I do want to lock Kaname in a closet and never let him out.

A/N: All right ^ ^ Sorry to those of you who have already read this, but I had to fix many mistakes in this. I re-wrote the confusing first part so now it should sound better. Domo. Re-read if you like, it is much better I assure you.

Warning: This chapter is pretty clean, except for the violence and mild language. Shonen Ai is mentioned, and yaoi will appear. Please if you distaste yaoi then do not read.

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Zero grimaced, watching as the falling pink tablets dissolved into wintry particles. The once clear glimmer of water turned to a musty cerise as the tiny pills faded among the lukewarm liquid. Zero lowered his eyes to his crossed limbs, the glass in his grasp trembling. He was forced to consume the chalky pink pills to relinquish the uncontrolled urge with in him.

It wasn't enough that his mind and body would dive into an unconscious hunger or that he would loose the sole remnant of his sanity to the "level E" fate. All he was now was a "before and after". His instincts and beliefs all human but that lingering urge to gorge him self on the life of the living kept Zero in the category of vampire.

He however was not looked on as favorable among either class. It was an internal hatred that boiled under his skin. It was the hate of vampires and the hate of him self. He was the epitome of his odium. All that was left was the aching hunger that broke all laws of sanity. The craving, the pounding in his throat forced him to leave the human world behind and caused him to harm those whom he cared for deeply. His nocturnal instincts forcing him awake every hour of the night, alive and restless. A glum shade of emotion glazed the youth's eyes, his animal appeal glowing in the moon's gleams.

Zero sat criss-crossed, his back facing the door. The aching springs of his mattress creaked and moaned from his constantly moving frame. The few remaining sheets were curled around his bare legs, his nails clenching the mattress beneath him. Zero traced slender digits over the small glass in his grasp. Violet pools of grace filled with tears as Zero chocked forcing the glass to his lips. The taste was familiar, bitter; the slender youth gave a quick glance to his crumpled exterior before gulping down the foul liquid.

Zero jerked, dropping the glass from his clutch, it falling onto the floor shattering into a million of stained shimmering pieces. Zero fell to his side and off the bed. Both of his hands in unison covered his quivering lips, trying to force the debauched substance down his throat. All former human's had difficulties accepting the blood tablets. Zero gasped sputtering the cherry colored stickiness through his pale digits, the warm fluid dripping down the pure white cuffs of his sleeves.

Zero winced, the burning molten leaped down his trachea, ebbing through his sinuses. Tears of agony and disappoint fell from the youth's damp lashes. He had to drink this foul liquid to survive, to create a fake illusion that he did not crave that beautiful crimson life force.

Ivory fangs peered over his stained lips, his legs curling into an automatic crouch. Zero was unstable once more, the hunger lulling him into an unconscious vicious cycle of destruction. Any one would do, someone like an unexpected visitor just passing by or a close friend. The beast like state had put his conscious to sleep and hijacked his human instincts. Zero's mind was drifting to this state, the state that gives you unlimited adrenaline and forces you to attack.

Zero jerked, throwing his body up, against his bedroom door, and out into the hallway. Zero shook his head, his vision blurring his mind in a dizzy trance. He felt suffocated; he needed air, the open night.

Scooting along the wall's surface Zero slammed against the steel doors of his dormitory. Squeaking on old gears the doors fell open, dropping a weary Zero to the cement ground. Zero winced landing on his hands and knees he could feel the sharp ache of the grainy texture hitting his bare knees and palms, tearing into it, tiny crimson drops dripped from the abrasions.

Hissing from the pain in his hands and knees, Zero slightly coddled his injured area before dashing away from his sleeping quarters.

The numbing December winds pricked Zero's skin, his legs coming into contact with the chilly night air. Zero panted, his breath coming is hazy puffs from his long sprint. He had to get away, before…before he did something he would regret.

Stumbling Zero landed against cool grass his body lying against dew covered vegetation. Opening his eyes from the fall, lilac orbs faced a crocked tree. It's bark almost the color of mold. It's limbs bent and old.

Inhale . . . Exhale, A shuddered breath eased through Zero's ribcage vibrating his chills, sending goose bumps up along his bare calves. Zero twitched, his senses still bereft of natures behavior. Pulling his legs to his chest, he tried to calm his emotions. That crave, it was turning him into something else.

Nausea set in, Zero dry heaved. It was a living hell. Zero's thoughts were beginning to border suicide, his mind playing with the other idea of nabbing an unsuspecting victim and gnawing their throat to a bloody pulp. Zero cringed at his own thoughts, resting his head on his knees, completely ignoring his apparel and the awkward situation of his surroundings.

A velvet chuckle from the bushes introduced worse circumstances. Zero's head snapped up, his body flinching to stand stiff, straight, and very alert. The once desperate faded orbs were now at a very hungry and very powerful attention. His gaze fixed on the thickets of brush.

" Are you lost? " sarcasm at its finest. That blood glazed gaze, velvet titter, and straight posture. Apparently, Zero had run all the way to the night dormitories. Zero glared, his gaze immediately turning to black ice. Fangs barred and ready.

" Hmm, don't you think your position is a little disapproving? " Kaname's tone was stern, his look just as deadly. Zero tossed his head, his eyes more focused on the brunette's hand than his cutting comment. Kaname raised an eyebrow, lifting his hand to sort of taunt the other.

Jutting his hand out, Kaname pulled on the small cream-colored bandage exposing a deep cut, it was an accident; Kaname's attention was diverted for a short time and the letter opener he had been holding slit the delicate flesh of his hand, Ichijou had gone into a frenzy until Kaname agreed to let his friend bandage it. Zero stiffened, his nose sniffing the air his eyes in a complete aura. A minute smirk landed on the ebony haired boys lips. He knew.

Approaching slowly, Kaname held out the "wounded" hand towards Zero; his damaged palm twitching, eyes intent on the ashen haired boy. Reaction was Kaname's motive.

Advantage was Zero's. Thoughts of hurting another was the hold up for even wetting his lips of that sweet drink, but having Kaname was different. Hate was power and the intention of not caring what happened to the tall brunette was enough motive.

Faster than thought, Zero lashed out grasping the slender wrist in front of him. Lunging forward he twisted the arm behind Kaname's back, making sure to put enough pressure. This reaction however was different than planned. Kaname blinked, feeling the tight restriction of his shoulder.

Balance was not the precision of this encounter as both toppled to the ground. Kaname the first to retaliate swung his body up, pinning Zero to the ground below. Zero snarled, his waist and hips lashing up only to be held down by the pureblood. A consumption of glares ensued, no speech just the soft growl of Zero and the dark glare of Kaname.

" Get the hell off me! " Zero's comment went unnoticed. Kaname leaned in pressing his check against Zero's, velvet against rough silk.

" Make me. " Kaname's voice echoed a tease, his breath brushing against Zero's ear.

Zero's eye's widened, his chest heaved to slam against Kaname's. Unflattering gasping noises following as Zero was up in an instant. Positions changed, Zero was now pinning Kaname to the ground, raising the brunette's arms above his head, making his breathing from the blow more difficult.

Adrenaline swam through Zero's veins. He was coming alive, his thirst forcing him to take command and relinquish him of his torment. Rising to his knees over Kaname, Zero ripped the top buttons from the coughing brunette's burgundy dress shirt. The tiny coffee tinted clasps popped exposing a panting collar and slender neck.

Tingling pins tickled underneath Zero's skin, forming over his bare legs, leading goose bumps down his neck. So close, he could feel the warm pulsing vein. It's harmonious purple glow against Kaname's ebony hair and milky pale skin. Zero leaned over, pressing his cracked lips against Kaname's raising collarbone.

Moist tension flexed up Kaname's neck. Zero's slick muscle pressed against the crook of Kaname's neck, leaving a wet trail. Kuran tossed his head to the side, his mouth gulping the wintry breeze.

Cherry stems of kissed residue ran over the brunette's cheeks, a flush to add to his frustration. Bucking to the odd sensation, Kaname threw the startle boy off of him. His eyes filled with anger. Zero landed in the dew-covered lawn, being strewn to the side final made him regain his senses. His hatred of vampires and a chunk of his appalling memories to support his detestation resurfaced causing his stomach to turn. Lifting his posterior Zero's weight seemed to double. He couldn't face Kaname. He didn't want to hear a snide remark or listen to a lecture or criticism.

Zero bowed his shoulders, turning his back to the pureblood vampire. His emotions were about to erupt and he had a hunch that Kaname wasn't to keen on being his almost mid-night snack.

" How long? " The question left a confused mark on Zero's features. Kaname shook his head, stepping closer to Zero.

" How long have you been attacking people like this? " Zero hunched over, brow furrowed, this question was obviously not open for conversation. A light sigh exited Kaname; no answer came.

Zero's frown only increased; this conversation was not going to be pleasant.

" You mean, Have I attacked Yuki or . . ." Zero trailed off. Kaname raised an eyebrow, his rage increasing.

" No, but she decides to protect your innocence for that situation… I know Zero. You can't hide it from me. You can't control it. I was a witness. Your actions spoke louder than words."

" It's none of your business! " Zero was becoming stressed the situation causing him to become frustrated.

Kaname moved in front of Zero, his eyes steady and accusing, a perfectly curved eyebrow raised in indictment.

" I'm already involved Kiryu. I'll prove to you that I'm right."

A/N: First chapter very short. Sorry 'bout that. I hope that was okay, the story that is. Review if you enjoy, complain if you wish. I just really wish I could tie Kaname up. T.T