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Chapter 0 | Night

Strolling during the night has always been one of Zero's delights. The cool breeze kissing his pale skin, seemingly ruffling his silver hair causing his eyes to flutter in nostalgia. The air renewed and imperturbable, his lavender eyes roaming pass the gardens and into the blur apparition of the woods.

His day has been stressful due to the riot of a new Night class student. After all the chaos, in the end, the Night class didn't show up with the rest of the vampires and quite frankly, Zero was curious himself to see who he is. He comes to a halt, eyes lifting to the dark and starless firmament as if with a mere look to the full moon basking his pale, lean body under its silver flecks is enough to sooth the rampant creature inside of him.

A sharp snap reaches his ears, disturbing his moment of peace as he snaps his head in the direction of the sound. He narrows his eyes, reaching for his Bloody Rose and with cautious, steady steps he approaches the source to his left.

A scent so saccharine and untainted wafts his nostrils, his breathing hitches in shock as it rouses a hungry beast from within. He continues to walk to it, stepping into the tree line and pass several broad vegetations. The smell drawing him in further and further, his inner vampire restive, excited, and ravenous to find its spring.

Zero stops when he sees a young male—instantly he can tell he is a Pureblood. Platinum blonde hair cascade in smooth waves down to his soft looking pale skin; his skin seemingly glowing under the light of the moon, so pure, tender, and beautiful. His blue eyes gentle, adding to his sinful attractiveness, Zero inhales—eyes glowing red at the intoxicating smell.

The thirst burns the back of his throat, clenching the walls, his stomach kicking him harshly with pangs of hunger. Gums ache when the wind blows much stronger, shifting the platinum blonde hair from the nape exposing his pale neck—a neck he wants to ravenously mark with his fangs.

Another thing he has noticed is the white and black clothes. His head swimming, repeating one word so vague from the back of his head and everything has stopped for him when soft blue eyes meet his glowing eyes. His luscious lips pull back into a smile, "You must be Zero Kiryu. Kaname has told me quite a few things about you," His voice so silky and smooth, forcing Zero to listen. "I'm aware I shouldn't be here, but I couldn't help wondering a few things about you."

The silver-haired vampire steps closer, fangs exposed when he curls his lip, "Who are you and what are you doing here? How did you get past the gate?" It is taking everything he has to pull himself together. The blood calls to him further, teasing his senses until he gives in—he wants to all so desperately. The Pureblood's flawless face expresses astonishment and bemusement, "The gate was open. I mean no harm to the humans, I quite adore them very much. I am here...for my own curiosity."

Zero frowns, there is no way the gates are open—he made sure to close them. Or at least he believed when he recalls one female student attempting to leave through the gate in order to see the vampires. Zero curses himself for his stupidity, glaring.

The Pureblood flashes another smile, "Forgive me, I will leave then." Precisely when Zero thinks he is safe, the beautiful vampire walks in his direction causing him to stiffen. Gripping his Bloody Rose to hold back newfound impulses threatening his restraint; glowing red eyes scrutinize the taller blonde, "Stay right where you are." Zero growls under his breath.

The blonde freezes, gazing at him with wide muddled eyes. "What? I thought you wanted me to leave." Zero isn't sure but he feels it. A pull yanking at him so fiercely, resembling tight vines encasing his frame without any intentions of releasing him and at this very moment, he feels tethered.

Another growl rips from his throat dropping his silver weapon onto the ground and lunges for the vampire; a yelp escapes the shorter blonde's lips peering up at the feverishly famished Zero. Tingles sparks on their pale skin, fingers on the side of Zero's face and nothing has ever felt so wonderful to him than the stroll of midnights within the Sun Dorm's territory.