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The
Prince’s Knight

Chapter 1
Lay Down
Your Arms

A/N:
This
is the first of several stories I will be posting. They are
originally posted on my Fanfiction account, but these are revised and
edited. So there are some changes. Aside from that, I hope you enjoy
reading my hard work.

Warning(s):
suicidal
thoughts and attempt, blood, language.

Disclaimer:
Sadly, I own nothing but my psychotic plot bunnies and the stories
they force me to write. Vampire Knight rightfully belongs to Matsuri
Hino-sama.

Cross
Academy- Sun Dorms. Zero’s Room. 1:27 AM.

We
find our gorgeous hunter in his chamber. His eyes are fluctuating
from lavender to bright crimson. After stripping off his clothes with
fumbling hands, Zero picks up a night shirt that is a few sizes too
big and pulls it over his head, covering his naked body. The tee is
loose and hangs down, stopping just above his knees. He takes his
place in bed, curled into a tight ball on his side and facing the
wall. The pain our beloved Zero is feeling is evident on his
beautiful face, the usual mask of a fierce glare currently broken,
given way by agony. Now that he is safe in the privacy of his only
sanctuary, he can let his true emotions come forth. He gives into the
tears blurring his vision, letting a few silently stream down his
cheeks. Zero is being thrust into bloodlust, only this time it’s
much more intense, and he is having a hard time coping with the
sudden surge of need.

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The
thirst is getting worse.

Zero
whimpers softly. The feel of his fangs lengthening and becoming fully
aroused was growing more uncomfortable with each passing minute. The
tip of one fang on the top grazes Zero’s lower lip, puncturing
it slightly, momentarily pulling his attention away from his burning
insides. The metallic aftertaste is bitter and repulsive as the blood
touches the hunter’s tongue. Fuck.
He can’t
deny it any longer. The annoying ‘crave’ for blood is not
just a tight squeeze in his chest or a just-bearable dry throat
anymore. It
can’t be helped. I’m dying… and the End is
approaching at an alarming rate…
Even though Kuran let the hunter drink from him that one time, it
only made the teen’s transformation’s speed increase, or
so it seemed. Everything started going downhill from there; the night
Kaname had cornered him and made him feed.

But
is blaming Kuran really going to do anything? I mean nothing to him,
so why did he seek me out? He stuck his neck out for me, literally,
and practically forced me to drink from him! I don’t think I
can afford to trust him… the look in his eyes at the time,
there was something unusual lurking in their garnet depths that made
me nervous. When I was still a hunter-in-training, Yagari-sensei made
it perfectly clear, “vampires are not to be trusted”, and
after the ‘accident’ 4 years ago… it only proved
how immoral vampires could actually turn out to be. Maybe Kuran is
planning something?

Assaulted
with fire rolling in his gut, Zero was jerked out of his thoughts.
Turning over onto his back, he stares at the ceiling. Knowing his
eyes are now completely full of bloodlust, he squeezes
his eyes tightly shut and tries to think of something to take his
mind off of blood. Placing his right arm over his eyes, his left fist
grips his baggy night shirt viciously in a futile attempt to
extinguish the flames licking violently at his lungs.

Could
Kuran’s blood have poisoned me?

A
weak and pained chuckle escaped the hunter’s parched lips;
mentally kicking myself for even thinking something so utterly
ass-backwards. He’s
a pureblood, Kiryuu. Why would he give his blood to you just to waste
it and watch you die? On top of that, his blood is sacred. Stop
trying to blame Kuran for your falling to Level E...

Zero removed the arm
covering his eyes, dropping it by his side. He
said to go to him… if my bloodlust started up again... Tears
freely streamed down the sides of his face, cooling as they were
exposed to the night air. I
can’t… No, I won’t… I refuse to feed off of
anyone; humans and vampires! No one deserves to share my pain... This
is my burden to carry alone...

Intense
heat started to course throughout his entire body making the hunter
insignia on the left side of his neck throb insistently. Zero’s
heart rate began to increase, pumping blood like liquid fire through
his veins. The rapid flowing of heated blood caused Zero’s skin
to become irritated, as if he was being repeatedly stabbed with
billions of needles.

Just
like Kuran had said, I’m a threat to everyone around me. I’ve
hurt Yuuki so many times, sinking my fangs into her delicate neck so
roughly that it made her cry. I lose control too easily and the
people I love pay for it. And when I fed from Kuran, he had to yank
my fangs from his neck and was breathing quickly... The last thing I
remember seeing before passing out was the pained look in his eyes...

Zero’s breathing was
growing unsteady. A lump in his throat had formed from not allowing
himself to cry and it threatened to block his air way.

Groaning,
the hunter pushed himself up into a sitting position and swung his
legs over the side of the bed. He let his head hang, his chin almost
touching his chest. When his feet touched the chilled hardwood floor,
he sighed. The coolness was pleasant, sending tiny jolts of
electricity up his spine. Placing his elbows on his knees, he leaned
forward and held his head in his hands. Fingers threaded through his
silver hair and pulled slightly at the strands in frustration.

I
can’t take this anymore… Kuran’s blood was
supposed to stave off my bloodlust longer, not drive me closer to
insanity!
Zero grits his teeth, his jaw muscles tensing with tremendous
strength. Both top and bottom fangs pressed into his gums. As his
hands grip tighter onto his hair, a low growl resonates from the
hunter’s chest. The strength of his bloodlust continues to
increase. Soon, Zero will start to lose control and be forced into
survival mode.

Needing
something to distract him at all costs, Zero raises his head.
Standing up on trembling legs, he makes his way over to his dresser.
How could I
have hurt so many people and still be allowed to attend here?
There was a somber look in Zero’s eyes as he placed his hands
on the handles of the top drawer. I’m
nothing but a monster... When Shizuka took everything from me, why
did she allow me to live? Why couldn’t she have just killed me
along with mom and dad?

Zero
opened the drawer halfway. Inside there were a variety of hunter
weapons. All of which had anti-vampire properties. The moonlight
streaming through the open window glinted off of the metal utensils
inside the drawer. Gazing at the weapons, Zero tried to remember all
the information he had learned about each object. Yagari-sensei
had explained that each weapon had invaluable meaning and purpose.
Looking at the weapons reminded Zero of the many Level E vampires he
had exterminated. What
would it be like to be the one on the receiving end? The
guilt and remorse Zero felt soon melted away and was replaced by
anger towards himself. Everyone
wouldn’t have to worry about me being a threat if I was to just
disappear. Maybe then, Yuuki’s smile would be genuine and she
could laugh with the happiness she deserves.

To
anyone else, the contents in the hunter’s dresser would look
like a serial killer’s arsenal. With a quick glance, a normal
human would see (what appears to be) an ordinary dagger, a steel body
gun, and several combat knives. One would think that they were
collector items by the way they were displayed in the drawer. Every
weapon was polished to perfection and resting on different colored
velvet cloths. But looks can be deceiving. To a hunter, these weapons
were used for silent execution; something Zero was trained especially
to do.

Like
a moth to a flame, Zero was drawn to the only firearm in the drawer.

Bloody
Rose was placed in the middle of the drawer on a black, velvet
handkerchief. His weapon of choice, and the only one he was allowed
to carry on campus. Not only was it given to him by Kaien Cross, but
having the handgun holstered at his waist seemed to bring him
comfort. When Zero had received the silver firearm, Headmaster Cross
had made it clear that the body of Bloody Rose was bound to the
ex-human; the bullets were not. He was the only one that could wield
the silver pistol, making it almost a part of himself.

Zero
had lost count of the number of times Bloody Rose has come face to
face with Kaname. A soft smile graced Zero’s lips. No
matter how many times I threaten to kill him I don’t think I
would ever be able to pull the trigger...
Zero didn’t know how to feel. His inner turmoil was sending
confusing thoughts racing through his head. However, one question was
louder than the rest: When
did I start having feelings toward Kuran?

Zero
grunted and tightened his grip on the drawer handles when a fierce
pang of hunger shot through his body. The initial shock was yet again
replaced by anger and irritation – mainly aimed at himself.
Thinking of Kaname only led to the thought of his blood; the crimson
liquid that could extinguish the fire in the hunter's burning lungs.
Zero could only imagine the way Kaname’s blood had tasted the
first time the sacred elixir was introduced to his taste buds. Having
the sweet, thick lifeblood flow down his parched throat was too
incredible to be explained with mere words. He had never experienced
anything like that in his life! No food, nor drink, could compare to
the explosive ecstasy that seeped into his mouth.

He
needed that blood. The pure, undiluted blood only Kaname could
provide was the only thing that could pull him back from the darkness
of insanity. There was no other option. If he went to Yuuki, he would
end up draining her… His bloodlust had come on so quickly that
there was no way he could have been prepared. His sense of
rationality was slipping, as was his control. The overwhelming
emotions only added to his instability.

Zero
was starting to hyperventilate.

Why?
Why does it have to be like this? I really don’t want to hurt
him or anyone else… but this craving
is too strong to resist… I can’t fight it much longer.
At this point, the whole school is in danger- all because of me.

Tears
of fear, rage, and pain started to streak down the hunter’s
cheeks. If he didn’t do something, there was going to be a lot
of bloodshed tonight. He was going to end up killing people and
would, no doubt, be killed once the smell of human blood hit the
air... the Night Class would be sure of that.

I’ll
end this myself… before anyone else has to suffer. It’s
not like I’ll be missed…

Without
thinking, Zero grabbed Bloody Rose. With tears flooding his eyes, he
managed a small smile. Heh,
soon it will all be over…

As
if knowing that it’s host body was about to be destroyed, the
vampire within Zero snarled, sending the bloodlust into full rage. It
fought valiantly, trying to gain full control of Zero’s body to
fulfill its desire for blood. It wasn’t going down without a
fight. There was no way
in hell it was going quietly either. It was going to kick and scream
until Zero was left with nothing but to give in. After all, they were
one in the same.

Zero
cried out. He was losing the battle and his control was slipping
fast. His hand were trembling and he feared his legs would give out
at a moments notice. With the little control he had left he gripped
Bloody Rose tightly and raised it to his chest, aiming straight for
his heart. The vampire inside Zero was enraged. The hunter’s
limbs felt as if they were tied tightly with chains, making his
movements slow and jerky. His body was being told to do two different
things at the same time. The only thing left was to see whose will
was stronger.

Forcing
the last bit of his willpower, Zero was able to pull the trigger...

The
vampire knew it was losing the inner combat of will. Sharing the same
being with another was irritating. It was putting up a damn good
fight too, so there was no way he would let his host end his misery
so easily. ‘Zero
may be strong, but his mind is weak.’
Pushing a little harder for control, the vampire was able to shake
the hunter’s aim more to the left as his finger applied just
enough pressure to set off the gun. ‘Damn
you brat! I will withdraw for now…’
The anti-vampire bullet went through Zero’s left shoulder.
Searing pain radiated from the wound, causing the hunter to scream
out in pain.

Bloody
Rose slipped from Zero’s grasp as he sank to the floor.
Cringing in unimaginable pain, his right hand instinctively went to
his injured shoulder to apply pressure. His body began to fall
forward, the over load of pain was wreaking havoc on his mind and the
amount of energy used to battle his inner vamp was taking its toll
physically. Zero’s vision began to fade in and out. Damn
it… I missed…
He didn’t plan on the shot missing. His soul intention was to
end it all. He didn’t plan on having to suffer any more pain.

Zero’s
night shirt had become absolutely drenched in his own blood. The once
white fabric was now deep red. Wincing, the hunter let gravity pull
his body all the way down to the floor, making sure to land on his
right side. He was losing a lot of blood... And the fact that he was
in full blown bloodlust… this was just not his day.

Maybe
this just might work… if I lose enough blood there will be no
way to escape death… maybe… just maybe…

If
he could have, Zero would have smiled. As his eye lids grew heavier,
he waited to slip into unconsciousness. Little did he know his wish
was never going to be fulfilled…

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Something
doesn’t feel right…

It
seemed like any other weeknight for the Night Class; listening to the
professor talk about something they already knew, not caring, then
losing interest after the first five minutes. It all became quite
monotonous over the years. Everything went as per usual, but there
was something… different
about tonight. Kaname found his mind wandering as he stared out of
the usual window, the one that over looked the front of the Academy.
Ever since class change-over he had this unsettling feeling in the
pit of his stomach. The pureblood absentmindedly rubbed the left side
of his neck, precisely where he had made Zero feed from. He noted
that it seemed to itch, just a slight prickle beneath the skin. Hmmm…
Could Kiryuu be hungry again?

After
Kaname made Zero drink from him, a one-way bond was created. Since
Kaname did not draw blood from Zero, the bond was left incomplete.
Kaname, being a pureblood, only made him more sensitive to the bond.
If the bond remains one-way, then eventually it will fade and remain
dormant. However, if the bond was ever to be completed, the two
beings the bond connected would become intertwined. Kaname knew the
risks and he was sure to be careful.

“Ah…!?”

A
quick pain under the fingers on his neck startled the pureblood, his
hand pulling back as mere reflex to the sudden jolt. What
the…?

“Kaname-sama,
is everything ok?” The professor’s voice got Kaname’s
attention. No,
everything is not ok… but I’m not sure what is wrong
either…
The brunet repressed the urge to roll his eyes.

Everyone
was looking at the pureblood curiously. Yes, something was wrong. A
soft gasp had the brunet’s head snapping to land on Aidou
Hanabusa. The blond noble had both hands cupped over his nose, his
words mumbled as he spoke.

“Wha-?
B-blood!?”

Definitely
not good!! Kaname
had somehow made eye contact with Takuma Ichijou, sending a silent
order to ‘keep everyone calm while I take care of the problem’.
When Takuma nodded in understanding, Kaname stood quickly and headed
for the door. He made sure to keep his voice calm and stern even as
panic coursed through his body. There was definitely something wrong.
For the smell of blood to travel all the way to the Academy building
could mean one of two things: 1) The source of the blood was close in
proximity, or 2) There was a lot of blood being spilled. Kaname only
hoped it was the former and not the latter.

“No
one is to leave under any circumstances. I would advise everyone to
take a few blood tablets and remain seated. If anyone gives Ichijou a
hard time they will have to answer to me.”

By
the time he finished speaking he was already out the door. The smell
of blood was weak but it was definitely coming from on campus. Kaname
had unknowingly put the pieces together
and stopped in his tracks. As if cold water was poured over his head
he shivered. The agitated feel of Zero's bite area, the uneasy
feeling distracting him from his studies, and now the smell of blood?
Could it
be…Kiryuu?

In
less than a second Kaname was racing through the halls of the Sun
Dorm at inhuman speed, aware that the scent of blood only grew
stronger as he neared Zero’s room. He felt nauseous, dreading
the scene he would soon be witnessing. When he reached the door, he
didn’t hesitate to open it.

Blood.
Lots of blood.

Kaname
was hit with the scent of blood ten times stronger than before the
door was opened. He groaned as his arm shot up to cover his nose, the
thick scent making his fangs throb. Put into simple terms, it was
like walking head first into a brick wall. If he wasn’t a
pureblood there would have been no way in hell he could have
controlled his bloodlust. Being a pureblood only helped, but because
he had feelings for Zero, it made it possible to put his bloodlust in
the recesses of his mind. Kaname only dreaded it when his bloodlust
was replaced with heart-stopping worry.

Zero.

The
pureblood’s heart jumped into high gear when he caught sight of
the silver-haired teen on the floor covered in his own blood. Fear
swarmed his senses as he quickly, yet hesitantly, crossed the room to
kneel next to the motionless form. Kaname must have been in shock. He
couldn’t begin to fathom what could have happened. His mind
registered that yes, there was a shitload of blood, and yes, all of
it belonged to Zero. Kaname’s body trembled with rage. The
bastard who did this is going to find himself in a hell like no
other!

Looking
down at the body before him, Kaname spotted the origin of all the
blood. The hunter’s left shoulder was sporting a well-sized
hole that look fairly fresh. Wait
a minute… Why hasn’t it started to heal already? Unless…

Kaname’s
blood ran cold as he turned his head, his eyes landing on Bloody
Rose. H-he
shot himself!?
Scooping the hunter up in his arms, he froze when the hunter groaned.
Kaname’s eyes widened. He’s
conscious!?

To
Be Continued…

A/N:
(hides
under a rock) Gomen! I really do hate ending a chapter with
cliffhangers! (mumbles: not really) But it leaves me with something
to work with for the next chapter!! So now that I uploaded, will you
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