Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me, they belong to Hino-sensei.

Author's note: This is a new story inspired by the amv that Sagakure has put on his blog. My muses just went wild and the next thing I know, I was writing this fanfiction. I would like to thank RowenaFallenAngel2 the wonderful music video plot which inspired me to write this piece of work. (You guys really need to check her work out; it's on youtube: What about us: Kaname X Zero)

Shadows feeling empty heart, as love is fading…

The rain was falling heavily, lightning flashes decorating the thick dark sky and thunder roaring. One of the lightning bolts revealed a figure dashing through the storm; one hand clutching his neck and another grasping tightly on his chest. His breathing was short and fast, almost panting-like. The tattoo engraved on his left side of the neck was glowing, a crest in a shape of an ancient flower with four like daggers on each corners. The teenager stumbled once or twice but quickly stood up and resumed his flight.

Despite the bloodlust that was building immensely within him, fighting to take control of his sanity, Zero strongly denied it. The painful thirst of blood was not as bad as how he was feeling right now. His heart clenched hard as he recalled the incident that happened in the Moon Dorms a few minutes ago.

/Flashback/

Zero found himself at the front gate in front of the Vampire's Moon Dorms. Yuki was down with a high fever and was being excused from patrolling tonight. As frustrating as it was, Zero managed to restrain her stubbornness to continue her job, despite her sickness and successfully made her rest in the bed for the night. However, that was not the only problem that was bugging him. Zero's sight shifted to the room at the dorm tower. An elegant figure was leaning against the windows, gazing upon the beauty of the serene view of the academy.

Kuran Kaname.

He was the person or vampire that Zero loathed the most. The vampire has been a pain in the neck since they met in Chairman's house when he was taken in; taking pleasure in making Zero's life more miserable as he already is. Though he didn't take Kuran's words to heart most of the time, the effect of his sarcasm was eating him alive in the long run. Their short meetings have always been brief; usually the vampire would leave the hunter with confusion and hurtful statements. However, as much as he disliked the pureblood, Zero was somehow grateful to him. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, it was his rich and powerful blood that had managed to sustain his sanity from descending to Level E. The silver-haired boy almost could feel his presence through the blood flowing through his veins that moment.

It was that night that started it all. The night when he was at the brink of destruction, chained to the wall at an underground basement-prison. Kuran came to him and made him drink his blood against his will. Like ambrosia offered before him, Zero could not fight the temptation held before him. Before he knew it, his throbbing fangs pieced through the pureblood's delicate skin, drinking up the sinful cure which could temporary erase his insanity. Though Zero knew Kaname was a bad character in his eyes, he could never understand why his rival was so willing to offer his neck to him; the way he held his tortured body, his hands caressing his silvery hair, and the gentle support that he gave him while Zero was desperately feeding on the pureblood.

Zero shook his head, trying to erase those memories and continue patrolling the academy. It was his duty to make sure that the Night Class students were where they should be; confined within a fixed perimeter, away from the Day Class students. Any unwanted attack on the Day class members would cause an uproar in the academy, which could lead to further damage towards the existing peace agreements between vampire and human. Everything was fine until he has reached the garden. His eyes caught a few vampires loitering around the fountain; most probably they were skipping classes. As he walked towards them, he could feel four pairs of eyes staring daggers at him, signalling the boy to mind his own business. But rules are rules. And he had to make them adhere to it; whether they want it or not.

"Go back and attend you classes, vampires. Or I'll make sure all of you ended up in detention."

"Who are you to tell us what to do? Just because you are wearing a perfect's uniform, it does not mean you can boss us around." said one of them.

"Exactly. You should be the one who listen to us, you know. After all, you are a level D, aren't you?"

Zero gritted his teeth hearing the insult. As much as he wanted to just vanquish these monsters with his Bloody Rose, the silver-hair hunter remained composed. He knew that any slight mistake could lead to a fatal bloodshed on the scene. The vampires, on the other hand, have gotten their attention hooked on the ex-human standing before them and decided to make things more… interesting.

"Why isn't that human girl with you tonight, perfect?"

"I'm not obliged to answer you, vampires. Now, scram before I really get angry."

"Oh, I know. You must have drink from her so much that she passed out before the duty, huh?" the second vampire taunted.

"Yes, I did hear rumours that her blood was delicious. Why don't you share her with us?"said the third.

Oh boy… That was the last straw. Zero had had enough of their nuisance. To humiliate him is one thing, but to talk bad about Yuki like she was some kind of thing… that was beyond his tolerance level. He whipped out his Bloody Rose in rage, opened fire at the one of the vampires. The shot miss one of the vampires by a hair's breadth; the bullet only grazed a little on his right shoulder.

Others avoided the shot in a swift action and retaliated with weapons of their own. One of them shot fireballs at Zero, but was instantly reflected back with his quick reflexes. The hunter has no problem avoiding all their attacks until his bloodlust attacked. The pain was too intense and fast that the boy lost focus for a moment on the battlefield. Yet another vampire quickly took the opportunity to restrain their enemy with self- produced blood whips, immobilizing the hunter immediately. The third vampire kicked the anti-vampire from his hand, sending the gun flying a few metres away from him.

A vampire strode forward, Zero assumed he was the leader of the group, with one hand supporting his injured one. An evil grin was painted on his face as he drew closer to the boy. A strong kick landed in the hunter's gut, forcing him to drop to his knees in pain. The noble's hand gripped the mop of silver hair in a forceful motion, jerking the hunter's head backwards.

"You really think a Level D like you can order us around with that pathetic weapon of yours, huh?!"

Slap!

"Not really that strong now, eh? Look at you, a disgrace of the vampire race."

His hand gripped his face firmly, forcing the hunter to look him.

"Your lust for blood is so strong that you had to succumb to it."

The leader was right. Zero's eyes were dilated crimson, reflecting his desperate need for blood. His fangs were throbbing in pain, elongating at each passing second until they almost cut his lower lip. Though futile the situation may seem, Zero refused to give in to his captor's pleasure.

"As weak I might be, you can't deny the fact that my Bloody Rose managed to nick your shoulder…" taunted the hunter.

Without warning, the vampire shoved Zero's head against the ground in anger, resulted a painful yelp from the ex-human.

This Level D vampire was making fun of me in front of everyone, huh? Well, let see has the last laugh…

What the vampire leader did next was totally unexpected. In a swift motion, the vampire tore off Zero's black uniform, revealing his pale long neck at the side. His adversary drew close to his neck; his breath sending chills down his spine. The vampire sank his fangs mercilessly into the hunter's side in a sudden move and sucked hard at the red liquid flowing from the open wounds. Zero found himself unconsciously pulled back to the past, when Hiou Shizuka turned him into a vampire.

Oh no, not again…

His hidden childish fear began to resurface, emittng an aura of fear that excited the drinking vampire greatly. Zero's thirst for blood intensified tenfold, coupling with a building sensation that he was familiar with. It was same sensation he felt when he drank from Kaname during that fateful day at the underground basement.

Wait…It's not the same.

The emotion that he felt then was different from the one that he was feeling right now. Kaname was soft and gentle when Zero fed from him. His touch was soothing… almost heaven-like. What the vampire was doing to him now was nothing compared to Kaname did back then. This was total violation.

Why is he even thinking of the pureblood at this moment? Is he going insane?

"I gotta admit your blood is delicious, despite what you are," said the vampire while he wiped off the blood stain from his mouth with the back of his hand.

Zero froze when the vampire's hand trailed its way along his torn uniform, tracing the form of his slender figure. The teenager trembled as his captor discarded his top aside.

"Let's see whether your body tastes as the same as your blood."

The hunter's eyes widened with shock as he processed the vampire's statement in his brain. Panic washed over him while he made his futile attempt to escape from the painful restrains of the bonds formed by the blood whips earlier.

Oh god…The sick bastard is going to rape him.

Zero looked on in horror when he saw the vampire's hand slithered down his torso, taking in the beauty of the hunter's body under the moonlight. The noble reached the belt and unbuckled it, which made his prey's stomach churn. The boy's accelerating heartbeat coupled with the fearful aura emitted by him exhilarated his captor's animalistic instincts even more. With a tug, the vampire pulled the hunter's pants down, revealing his firm rear to the prying eyes of his violator.

Zero couldn't help himself from flushing red with embarrassment as his hind was presented in the open, with all four pairs of eyes looking at him. He felt like killing himself at that moment.

"Take back what you say just now and I might spare you from this," threatened the leader.

Being the hard headed person he was, Zero clung onto his pride and refuse to budge. He would deny his torturer of any signs of weakness even though his conscious mind was telling him to do otherwise. Zero's silent defiance did not ease the burning flame of anger of the leader.

"Wrong move…Don't say I didn't warn you, prefect."

The teenager's head was roughly shoved onto the ground. The impact was so hard that he could felt his cheekbone crack. His captors hold was strong, preventing his head from moving. Totally immobilised, Zero could only hear them from his position. The rustling of clothes made his heart sank.

His nightmare had begun….