Tada! The long awaited[I think] one-shot of Kaname and Zero! Zero seems to be a little out of character to me, along with Kaname, but please do enjoy.

Ever since that night when he forced me to drink his blood, I have been able to feel him. Whether he is in the room with me or halfway across the globe, I can tell how he feels. It's like he has invaded my senses and we are now living through each other; my pain is his just as his is mine.

Yuki left several months ago. After she regained her memories and was turned into a vampire, she fled. She sends letters and post cards, but it would appear she is off for good. I guess I should thank her for leaving, though it sounds selfish. With her still at Cross Academy, I never would have gotten as close to Kaname as I have. She would have constantly been the thing that kept Kaname and I apart, like a wall of some sort.

I've never been one for thought; I act on my instincts. It's in my Vampire Hunter genes to do so, so I'm not surprised things ended up the way they did. I went to visit Kaname and found him almost incapacitated because of his grief. I'd never seen him like that before, so it startled and angered me. I pointed my Bloody Rose gun at him, but all he did was look at me, as if pleading with his eyes for me to help him somehow. I soon found myself on my knees in front of his collapsed form, his face in my hands and our lips connected. My plan was to shock him out of it, but it turned into so much more.

Currently, my dark-haired lover sits at his desk working on some papers. I feel like a caged anima just sitting on the couch, watching and waiting. If I had a tail, I'd imagine it would be flicking in agitation. To be honest, all he's been doing lately is paperwork. I know he's a busy man, but he could at least set aside an hour for us.

"Zero, please quit trying to glare holes through my head." Cursing under my breath, I can feel my cheeks heating up in a girly blush. "Why don't you go out for awhile? No one said you had to stay with me."

"I want to." I growl. "Got a problem with it?"

"Not at all, though I do wish you would quit staring. It's rather unnerving." I ignore him, turning my head to the side so I can look out the window. "Zero, are you alright?" I whip my head around to look at him once more, his wine colored eyes meeting my lavender ones. "It's been awhile since you've fed."

"I'm fine." I abruptly stand up and head for the door.

"Drink Zero." Kaname orders as he pins me to the wall, his body flush against mine. "We both know you need to." His fingers make quick work of his shirt, pulling it out of the way so no blood spills onto the fabric.

"I can go another week without your blood, Kuran." I snarl, though I know I probably couldn't go two more days without his lifeblood.

"Being stubborn again, Kiryu-kun?" He chuckles. "I can sense your distress. Or perhaps you have forgotten the bond we share?"

"I haven't forgotten anything, Kuran." I grip his shoulders tightly and prepare to push him off, but the sound of his pounding heart entices me. "Are you sure it's you who can't wait any longer for me to drink from you?" I challenge.

"There is a high possibility you are correct." Damn him, always trying to make it seem he's better than me. Instead of pushing him away, I flip him around so he is placed face first into the wall. I can hear his breathing pick up as I drag my aroused fangs against his pulse point. My eyes flash red as he struggles in my grip.

"Do you want me to?" I whisper into his ear. I can't hold myself back much longer, but I need him to submit to me just this once.

"Yes." He gasps. Amazed at his blatant admittance of his need for me to take his blood, I eagerly sink my fangs into his neck. Though I'm sure he's just playing more mind games with me, the taste of his blood is enough to appease me for now.

Drinking from Kaname is an experience like no other. His blood burns my throat, yet it soothes me at the same time. It's like eating hot sauce, I guess. Spicy at first with a warming after taste. It leaves me fulfilled and renewed, though other needs come to attention afterwards. Even now I can feel myself stiffening.

"Zero!" He groans. I spread his legs with my knees like he's done to me plenty a time before, then I press one knees to his own growing arousal. He presses into me, grinding into me. I pull my fangs from his neck when I'm full, licking up the remaining blood so it doesn't go to waste. This time he has me pinned to the wall, our bodies flush against one another. He doesn't hesitate to claim my lips, thrusting his tongue into my mouth and greedily exploring though we've done this countless times before. I feel his own fangs against my neck, but he doesn't bite me. He can't; I'm tainted. "Zero…" He growls, biting down a little roughly in his play. He rips the shirt from my body, buttons flying across the room. He places his hands on my chest, fingers splayed over the smooth expanse. I want to grip his hair and pull his lips back to mine, but he has control of my mind right now. He's controlling my body, reading my mind. It's the highest form of violation, yet I feel nothing but pleasure.

"Kaname…please…" I beg, my hormones also in control. I'm a man of action, not thought. "Let me…touch you." He growls against my neck and releases his hold on my mind. My hands instantly move to his silken locks and I pull his mouth to my own, devouring him. He roughly pulls the pants down my legs and I know instantly that he is in no mood for foreplay. He's incredibly hard and pressing against my stomach. Briefly, I wonder when he removed his own slacks. That is, until he grabs my hands and holds them above my head with one hand while the other helps me to wrap my legs around his slim hips. "Gah…!" I throw my head back as he penetrates me. My lower regions burn with pain and pleasure from having been taken so roughly, but I'm used to it. He's usually gentle, but on nights like these I know he can't control himself. It's been almost a month since we've last joined.

"Zero." I can hear his teeth gritting together as he controls the urge to pull out and thrust back in. "Are you ready?"

"Yes!" I moan wantonly, pushing my body close against his. His hand still firmly holds my wrists above my head, so there is nothing I can do. I want to hold him closer to me, but I can't. It's like torture. "Kaname…!" He thrusts into me violently, hitting my prostate directly. It's like he knows my body inside and out. My back harshly hits the wall with each thrust, our sounds of pleasure echoing loudly throughout the room. My mind is quickly becoming blank, my vision blurring as the pleasure mounts.

Meanwhile….

"Ichijou-san." Senri's voice penetrates the almost quiet of his and Takuma's room.

"Yes, Shiki-kun?"

"Do Kaname and Zero have to be so loud?" Really, Senri could hear them from the floor above. Though he could blame that on his acute vampire senses. In response to his friend's question, Takuma just laughs. "Ichijou-san?"

"Shiki-kun!" Ichijou laughs. "I'm sure they'll quiet down in a few seconds."

"Kaname!" They hear Zero's voice scream loud and clearly. Both vampires look at each other, silent communication flooding between them.

"Senri-"

"Let's have sex, Ichijou-san." Senri finally says. Takuma laughs once more at his friend's blunt statement, though he is cut off by the model's lips on his own.

Ha! Bet you weren't expecting that last part, were you? Sometimes I surprise myself with my blunt statements while writing, though in real life I'm blushing like mad.

I still don't know who Aido's girlfriend is! I read it somewhere, I just wish I knew where! Anyway, I found something out! Kain Akatsuki is voice by Junichi Suwabe, who also happens to play Grimmjow{Grimmjaw} in the BLEACH anime. I knew they sounded familiar! That also explains why I've been so attracted to Kain this whole time... I think I might do something for Vampire Knight besides write one-shots. Maybe a question segment with each of the characters? It all depends upon if I get enough questions in...So, if you would like a Vampire Knight Question Segment-thing, send in some questions by reviews on this story! Or any of my others.

Yours Truly,

fishycrackers A.K.A ilovegoldfishcrackers

P.S: I know what P.P.S stands for! It means Post Post Scriptum!