A Post!...Because I can!
Ta-da! I was gonna wait until tomorrow to post this next chapter, but I'm already kind of ahead in it, so here's chapter 2 of my Vampire Knight fanfic, ^^.
Title: Why Me? [Ichijou's Story]
Author: Isla, L'ange Sombre
Pairing: light KanamexIchijou, implied KanamexYuuki, implied ShikixIchijou, some ZeroxKaname to come.
Rating: For this chapter, PG/PG-13. Thoughts, implications, lust (O.O)
Genre: Romance/Drama
WordCount: 1,016
Summary: What happens when Ichijou overhears Kaname and Yuuki fight? Kaname is upset and asks Ichijou to do something very unexpected...
Chapter 2-Lost or Lust?
Ichijou stared at him, not comprehending what he was talking about. Then, Kaname touched his shoulder and bringing his mouth close to his ear whispered, “Tie me up, Ichijou…so I don’t do anything I will regret in the future.”
Ichijou was still bewildered as he asked, “Kaname…?”
Kaname pressed his index finger to Ichijou’s mouth as he hissed, “That is an order, vice president.”
Ichijou’s eyes grew wide as he heard those words from Kaname’s lips. He wasn’t sure what to do now. Surely Kaname didn’t really want to be tied up. He had to change his mind.
“Surely I shouldn’t have-”
Kaname suddenly placed both hands firmly against the door, surrounding Ichijou, and stared deep into the blond vampire’s eyes. Ichijou suddenly thought he’s very forceful today. Maybe I should try reasoning with him a little…or at least give him the impression that I’m going to do as he asks.
Kaname said rather brusquely, “I need you to do this, Ichijou. Please.”
“Ka-”
Before he could even finish Kaname’s name, the pureblood had grasped Ichijou’s neck and held him against the wall. Ichijou regarded his friend strangely and then he realized that Kaname was holding a handful of rope.
Where did he get rope so quickly? Ichijou asked himself. Before he could think of a logical answer, Kaname had released him and held the rope out to him, almost like he was giving him a gift.
“Ichijou…” Kaname said softly. “Why do you hesitate so?”
Ichijou blinked at him, amazed at what his friend had just done. He gripped my throat so tightly. If I weren’t a vampire, I probably would be gasping for breath right now. Stepping toward Kaname hesitantly, the blond grasped the rope in the pureblood’s pale white hands and bit his lip, allowing his fangs to draw blood. Kaname noticed and ran his finger up under Ichijou’s lips, catching the blood as it ran down his face. He sucked on his own finger, closing his eyes, almost seductively. Ichijou cringed. He had never allowed Kaname to taste his blood before. It was weird seeing him enjoying it so much.
“Kaname, stop!” Ichijou cried all of a sudden. The scene before him was giving him chills. All he wanted to do was read his manga. If he could please Kaname by tying him up, if that’s what it took, then he would do so. He just hated seeing the dorm president so…
Kaname removed his index finger from his mouth as he said, “I trust you, Ichijou. I know you can do this. No matter what, you cannot allow me to leave this room. You will tie me to the bed-”
“Whoa, what?” Ichijou thundered. “Kaname, that’s…surely the chair would be better.”
But Kaname carried on like Ichijou hadn’t spoken. “If I try doing anything rash, you must stop me. Tying me up will prevent anything horrible from occurring.”
For whom? Ichijou wondered. He knew the dorm president meant well by what he wanted to do, but the idea of Kuran Kaname, a pureblood vampire, tied to Ichijou’s bed prior to when the other vampires would awaken frightened him and would look extremely alluring to anyone. He was especially worried about Shiki.
“Kaname…” All he could do was say his name. He knew how fiery the pureblood could be when he was mad about something, especially when it concerned Yuuki. Gripping the rope, Ichijou sighed and Kaname took the hint to move toward the bed. Once Kaname was seated, he brought his hands obediently over his head, resting against the bedpost. Ichijou paused as he saw the position Kaname had placed himself in, but resumed his task, making sure the rope was nice and tight. He cut the extra strands off with his fangs and asked, “Should I tie the rest of you, Kaname?”
Kaname tested the tightness of the rope that bound his hands, hardly moving, and shook his head. Ichijou was about to dispose of the rope when Kaname called his name.
“Yes?” Ichijou asked.
“I’m afraid I misjudged this position. I feel my shirt is tight around the middle. Do you think you could unbutton it for me?”
Ichijou stared at the vampire bound to his bed. What did he just ask of me? “U-Unbutton it?” He stammered.
Kaname nodded, a small grin making up his almost serious expression.
But Ichijou didn’t want to bother with Kaname anymore. He had done enough that already seemed unruly and now of all things, the pureblood was asking him to unbutton his shirt! Ichijou needed help. He needed to find Yuuki. Surely if he brought her here, she could talk some sense into him…or at least apologize for earlier.
“Ichijou.”
The blond vampire was brought back to his current situation and almost double-backed at seeing Kaname stretching his leg out slowly on the bed, his head arched back in either boredom or lust. Ichijou looked away, thinking hard. Does Kaname really want this or is he simply messing with me?
“Ichijou!” The blond turned to see Kaname’s head back in the upright position. “You seem anxious about something.”
“I’m sorry, Kaname, but what you’re asking me to do…I don’t think I can do anymore than I’ve already done for you.”
Kaname lowered his eyes and frowned as he said softly, “I know. I know how this looks to you. Ichijou, I promise you, I will not attempt to do anything to harm you. I just asked you to unbutton my shirt because it feels like it’s about to rip any second.”
Ichijou’s expression softened as he listened carefully. For some reason, Kaname’s words made sense to him and he finally came over beside him where he unbuttoned the black shirt Kaname wore. Ichijou tried not to stare at his exposed chest and looked over at the lonely manga book that was still sitting on the edge of his bed. Kaname had avoided his glance and Ichijou couldn’t blame him. He seemed slightly abashed for thinking that Kuran Kaname could possibly come between Shiki and him.
A/N:Edit: Took out the -sama. ^^
Title: Why Me? [Ichijou's Story]
Author: Isla, L'ange Sombre
Pairing: light KanamexIchijou, implied KanamexYuuki, implied ShikixIchijou, some ZeroxKaname to come.
Rating: For this chapter, PG/PG-13. Thoughts, implications, lust (O.O)
Genre: Romance/Drama
WordCount: 1,016
Summary: What happens when Ichijou overhears Kaname and Yuuki fight? Kaname is upset and asks Ichijou to do something very unexpected...
Chapter 2-Lost or Lust?
Ichijou stared at him, not comprehending what he was talking about. Then, Kaname touched his shoulder and bringing his mouth close to his ear whispered, “Tie me up, Ichijou…so I don’t do anything I will regret in the future.”
Ichijou was still bewildered as he asked, “Kaname…?”
Kaname pressed his index finger to Ichijou’s mouth as he hissed, “That is an order, vice president.”
Ichijou’s eyes grew wide as he heard those words from Kaname’s lips. He wasn’t sure what to do now. Surely Kaname didn’t really want to be tied up. He had to change his mind.
“Surely I shouldn’t have-”
Kaname suddenly placed both hands firmly against the door, surrounding Ichijou, and stared deep into the blond vampire’s eyes. Ichijou suddenly thought he’s very forceful today. Maybe I should try reasoning with him a little…or at least give him the impression that I’m going to do as he asks.
Kaname said rather brusquely, “I need you to do this, Ichijou. Please.”
“Ka-”
Before he could even finish Kaname’s name, the pureblood had grasped Ichijou’s neck and held him against the wall. Ichijou regarded his friend strangely and then he realized that Kaname was holding a handful of rope.
Where did he get rope so quickly? Ichijou asked himself. Before he could think of a logical answer, Kaname had released him and held the rope out to him, almost like he was giving him a gift.
“Ichijou…” Kaname said softly. “Why do you hesitate so?”
Ichijou blinked at him, amazed at what his friend had just done. He gripped my throat so tightly. If I weren’t a vampire, I probably would be gasping for breath right now. Stepping toward Kaname hesitantly, the blond grasped the rope in the pureblood’s pale white hands and bit his lip, allowing his fangs to draw blood. Kaname noticed and ran his finger up under Ichijou’s lips, catching the blood as it ran down his face. He sucked on his own finger, closing his eyes, almost seductively. Ichijou cringed. He had never allowed Kaname to taste his blood before. It was weird seeing him enjoying it so much.
“Kaname, stop!” Ichijou cried all of a sudden. The scene before him was giving him chills. All he wanted to do was read his manga. If he could please Kaname by tying him up, if that’s what it took, then he would do so. He just hated seeing the dorm president so…
Kaname removed his index finger from his mouth as he said, “I trust you, Ichijou. I know you can do this. No matter what, you cannot allow me to leave this room. You will tie me to the bed-”
“Whoa, what?” Ichijou thundered. “Kaname, that’s…surely the chair would be better.”
But Kaname carried on like Ichijou hadn’t spoken. “If I try doing anything rash, you must stop me. Tying me up will prevent anything horrible from occurring.”
For whom? Ichijou wondered. He knew the dorm president meant well by what he wanted to do, but the idea of Kuran Kaname, a pureblood vampire, tied to Ichijou’s bed prior to when the other vampires would awaken frightened him and would look extremely alluring to anyone. He was especially worried about Shiki.
“Kaname…” All he could do was say his name. He knew how fiery the pureblood could be when he was mad about something, especially when it concerned Yuuki. Gripping the rope, Ichijou sighed and Kaname took the hint to move toward the bed. Once Kaname was seated, he brought his hands obediently over his head, resting against the bedpost. Ichijou paused as he saw the position Kaname had placed himself in, but resumed his task, making sure the rope was nice and tight. He cut the extra strands off with his fangs and asked, “Should I tie the rest of you, Kaname?”
Kaname tested the tightness of the rope that bound his hands, hardly moving, and shook his head. Ichijou was about to dispose of the rope when Kaname called his name.
“Yes?” Ichijou asked.
“I’m afraid I misjudged this position. I feel my shirt is tight around the middle. Do you think you could unbutton it for me?”
Ichijou stared at the vampire bound to his bed. What did he just ask of me? “U-Unbutton it?” He stammered.
Kaname nodded, a small grin making up his almost serious expression.
But Ichijou didn’t want to bother with Kaname anymore. He had done enough that already seemed unruly and now of all things, the pureblood was asking him to unbutton his shirt! Ichijou needed help. He needed to find Yuuki. Surely if he brought her here, she could talk some sense into him…or at least apologize for earlier.
“Ichijou.”
The blond vampire was brought back to his current situation and almost double-backed at seeing Kaname stretching his leg out slowly on the bed, his head arched back in either boredom or lust. Ichijou looked away, thinking hard. Does Kaname really want this or is he simply messing with me?
“Ichijou!” The blond turned to see Kaname’s head back in the upright position. “You seem anxious about something.”
“I’m sorry, Kaname, but what you’re asking me to do…I don’t think I can do anymore than I’ve already done for you.”
Kaname lowered his eyes and frowned as he said softly, “I know. I know how this looks to you. Ichijou, I promise you, I will not attempt to do anything to harm you. I just asked you to unbutton my shirt because it feels like it’s about to rip any second.”
Ichijou’s expression softened as he listened carefully. For some reason, Kaname’s words made sense to him and he finally came over beside him where he unbuttoned the black shirt Kaname wore. Ichijou tried not to stare at his exposed chest and looked over at the lonely manga book that was still sitting on the edge of his bed. Kaname had avoided his glance and Ichijou couldn’t blame him. He seemed slightly abashed for thinking that Kuran Kaname could possibly come between Shiki and him.
A/N:Edit: Took out the -sama. ^^