Disclaimers: I do not own the Vampire Knight. That right goes to Matsuri Hino.

Chapter Warnings: There is some "bad" words but its kept to a minimum of 3 or so

Author Notes: This is my first every one shot of Kaname/Zero. I love that couple and I'm proud to say so. I am thinking of making another chapter for it but I'm deciding if I should make the second chapter a lemon or just add some lemon-ish details and end it. If you have any opinion of how you want to end it, please PM me. I can probably guess that you want some delicious ending to it *winks*

And if you read the part of the word enemy, that tern is used very loosely.

Zero: "Shut up Kyoto!" *throws a shoe*

*hits my head*

"Thanks for the encouragement Zero!" XP

Enjoy! ~

Its been days since-- No, its been weeks since his last drink. Zero had locked himself in his own room, hoping the blood thirst would cease. Of course, it didn't. He told the Chairman to make up any lie. Anything that would keep people away from him. Ever since he became accustom to Kaname's delicious blood, he couldn't stop but to think of the pure-blood every fucking minute. Zero didn't want to think of him, nor did he want to feel as though he will die without him, which was unfortunately true in Zero's case. He clawed at his neck, burning with the passion for the damn pure blood. It pained him to feel so weak. Yet it pained him to be away from him. Even for such a small second, it could kill him. Zero has always thought that a Level-E could be saved by death. Now, in his room, he wondered if he could be saved by such a thing.

"No one would care…"

He said, speaking to himself. His body felt suddenly heavy. His heart pounded so slow for a moment then it regained the same blood-thirsty beat. He knew, sadly for a fact, that no one would care if he died in this room. After all, Yuki had Kaname and Kaname had Yuki. It would be such a tragic fate for the once human vampire hunter. Unconsciously, he had tighten his hand into a hard fist. And the fact that his Bloody Rose was always and forever be with him. No one would hear a gunshot that echoed down the hallways. No one would care for another lifeless body found within this small room. No one would shed tears of sorrow for the poor mannequin. No one…

"No one what?"

His head abruptly shot up. He looked around to pinpoint where the voice was coming from. In a corner hidden from the faded moonlight, there laid 2 blood eyes and a black figure leaning on the wall. Instantly he knew who it was. Who else had such a beautifully disgusting aroma? That was one thing being a vampire that Zero had always hated. The fact that his sense of smell was much stronger than most vampires. If he could, he would rip his nose out and replace it with something that couldn't smell at all. The gray-haired hunter did not want his enemy here. Especially when he wanted time to think and not worry about the burning desire for blood. His heart pounded and he clutched his throat, forcing the pain away. It never worked but it was better than to leave it and end up hurting someone. Zero smelled Kaname coming closer. That damn bastard!

"G-Get away!"

His voice had become horribly hoarse and dry. It hurt him so much. It felt as though something dry and pointy, like a cactus, was in his throat, ripping shreds and shreds of skin as it fell into his stomach. He gritted his protruding fangs. Sometimes, he would let his tongue drift to his fangs, Then he would feel as if it pulsated. Zero felt his fangs continue to grow as the magnificently idiotic pure-blood came near him. He did it on purpose though. Both him and Kaname knew that all too well, in fact. It would seem as though Kaname did, well in Zero's eyes, idiotic ideas that would greatly deserve a slap across the face if he wasn't a pure-blood. It would almost seem as though the pureblood… cared for him. Almost though. His eyes dropped down. The pain in his throat stopped but the pain in his heart drew. If he was a girl, he would probably be crying by now. But he's not. He felt a hand go through his hair. The touch was so gentle, so soothing. Zero hadn't notice that it was indeed the hand of Kuran Kaname. He leaned on it. It was the warmth that made Zero lean toward it. He has never felt such warmth in 4 years. Zero didn't hear the bed creak as the pure-blood sat next to him.

A small smile crept up to Kaname's face. Zero was just like an abandon kitten lost on a street and had found someone who liked him. Kaname didn't want to bring up the topic of drinking his blood in order to sustain his humanity. All he wanted for Zero was to for him to be happy. Kaname kept looking at Zero's face. His eyes were closed with such a peaceful expression, it looked like he was sleepy. The smile widen on Kaname's face. Zero was nothing but an abandon kitten. How cute, the pure blood thought, grinning while he was at it. He removed his hand. In an instant, Zero shot his eyes open but he didn't look around. The smile was long gone, returning it into a thin line on his face. His hand was still near his head but not petting it like the moment before.

"Zero…"

His hand was immediately slapped away from him. Kaname looked at the poor boy. He held the eyes of angry, hatred and… such lament. Have I treated you so bad… my Zero, thought the worried pure-blood. Kaname knew that he would fall for the hunter. Kaname knew ever since he had meet him. But it seemed that in the end, Yuki was the one who had healed his heart. It made him extremely jealous of Yuki yet it seems that Zero was the one jealous of Kaname himself. In other words, he knew. But why hadn't he do something? Why did I let myself… But Kaname didn't know that Zero's heart was not completely healed. No, not even remotely healed.

" You hate me, don't you?"

Zero gasped. He hadn't expect such a question to come out of the Kuran. In fact, Kaname was known to be a very subtle and distant person yet he had the audacity to express such a question. But the one problem was answering the question. In all of Zero's life, he had taught himself and eventually grasped the concept of hating the Kuran. His mind understood it… but his heart didn't. He glanced up to at least see part of the pure-blood. Kaname had a sad smile across his face. 'It's okay, you can tell me you hate me' said the expression on his face. No… Zero could never hate Kaname, especially not after this. He looked back down. His hair had covered the view of his beautiful lilac eyes. Zero shook his head ever so slightly, it would seem that it was just the wind blowing. But Kaname knew it wasn't the wind. Kuran saw how he tensed up and tighten his curled position. Zero felt the need to cry but he refused. No matter what the situation was, he refused to cry, especially in front of a pure-blood.

Kaname cautiously stretched his arms out toward the kitten. He gently pulled Zero toward his chest and wrapped affectionate arms around him. Kaname laid his head upon Zero's beautiful silver hair. So soft…thought the pure-blood. Zero, on the other hand, was very astonished by the sudden movement. But he never said he didn't liked it now did he? The desire for blood was instantly gone within Kaname's arms. It was so warm… no, he was so warm. Tears slipped from his eyes and fell upon the Kuran's white jacket. But they were tears of joy… tears of happiness. He didn't want it, the warmth to be gone but as quickly as it appeared, it quickly disappeared. Zero blinked his eyes many times, hoping to clear his eyes and look at Kaname's gentle eyes. He felt a finger slide across his face and wipe the tears away. He looked at Kaname. There was a smile across his face. The same gentle smile that he had longed for. Kaname started to opened his jacket buttons and pulled his shirt down, revealing the pale attractive skin that was wrongly kept underneath his clothing. Zero's blood lust came back, this time hitting him hard and so sudden too.

" Here Zero. Drink up."