Started on December 30, 2001

Completed on January 1, 2002

*sheepish* Yes, Kitsune went and wrote a yaoi fic. Bad Kits. Of course it's Hiead x Zero ^_-

Dark and Light - Part 1

By Silver Kitsune

I could feel the adrenaline begin to pump as soon as the first contact was made. I reeled backwards, my hand lingering over my bruised cheek. But I didn't feel any pain. It tingled almost pleasantly, making me want more.

I quickly counterattacked, launching my fist into his stomach.

A soft gasp passed through his lips. He grabbed my fist and held it where it was, preventing me from taking it back. I tried to punch him with my other hand, but he easily blocked it.

It was then that a slight smirk crossed his face.

I could feel something bubble up inside of me. With a burst of strength, I wrenched my wrist free from his grasp and yanked his upper arm toward me, pinning it securely behind his back before he could escape.

He struggled to break free, but soon found there to be no escape.

I leaned my head over his shoulder with my lips hovering beside his ear. "Looks like I win."

He shivered as my breath touched his ear.

"No," he protested, but I could feel him losing strength from all of his struggling.

Now it was my turn to smirk.

Then he did something that surprised me. He gave up. Completely gave in, just slumped back into my arms.

"You win, Hiead."

I was so startled that I dropped my hold from his arms.

He sighed, sinking to the floor and resting his head on the bridge formed by his knees.

I shook my head. This wasn't how things went. He *never* gave up. That was what made him a worthy adversary.

Now he looked up at me with those deep blue eyes. "I'm tired of fighting you," he murmured, sounding a lot more mature than he was entitled to be. However, his eyes completely contrasted his tone, holding more innocence than I have ever seen in a person.

Before I could stop it, his name was escaping my lips. "Zero..."

He attempted to smile at me, but I could see the sadness lurking within his eyes. "Hey now, don't feel too confident. I'm sure we can go for another round tomorrow where I will most definitely kick your ass."

I snorted. "You wish."

Zero just laughed softly, hugging his knees closer to his chest.

I was almost... worried. I'd never seen Zero so complacent, so quiet. I sat down on my bed, subconsciously rubbing at my wrist.

Clay had gone off somewhere with Saki, leaving Zero and me to our own devices. This was never a good thing. A fight had quickly erupted; I don't even remember what it was about. Something involving sneakers and Zero's shortness. He had been so quick to jump down my throat, but now, to see him just give in like this...

"Ne, Hiead," he said suddenly.

I glared at him, making sure he didn't see any of the worry that had reached into my eyes. Really, it annoyed me that he could get to me. I needed to do something about that...

"Uh, well..." he trailed off, looking away from my face. Then his eyes widened. "Holy-"

I blinked, surprised by his reaction. "What?"

"Your wrist!" he said, pointing frantically as he jumped to his feet.

"Hm?" I murmured, glancing down. My wrist was resting in my lap. Nothing strange about that. But then there was that bone puncturing at the skin and the blood dripping steadily onto my thigh.

Zero was quickly crossing the small room, pausing only to pick up one of his shirts from the floor. He reached out to take my wrist, which I quickly snatched away.

"I don't need your help," I said coldly.

Zero ignored me and tried to get to my wrist.

"I said that I don't want your help!" I snapped, pushing him away with my good arm.

"Stop being stupid and let me help," Zero said, beginning to sound annoyed.

"That's ironic coming from you," I commented, but I held my wrist out to him.

Zero looked kind of surprised. I was surprised myself. I never know what it is that comes over me when I'm with him, I never know how I'm going to react. His own unpredictability seems to evoke reactions from me that I wouldn't usually have.

Zero now reached out and took my wrist gently into his hand.

"Shit, man, how could you not notice that?" he asked, wrapping the shirt around my bleeding wrist.

"It doesn't hurt," I said with a shrug.

Zero rolled his eyes. "You're inhuman, you know... It must have happened when you yanked your wrist out of my grip." Now he tied the shirt in a thick bow so it wouldn't slide off.

I removed my wrist from his hold, returning it to my lap.

"Okay, let's go," Zero said.

"Go where?" I asked.

Zero blinked. "Uh, the infirmary."

I raised an eyebrow. "Why would I need to go there?"

Zero stretched an arm behind his head. "Um, because you're bleeding and there's a bone popping out of your wrist?"

"Not a very good reason," I replied with a shrug.

Zero stared at me. "You really are a pain in the ass, you know."

I just met his gaze evenly.

Zero sighed and grabbed my good arm, attempting to pull me off the bed.

I just sat there, not budging. Really, I don't know why I was being so stubborn. Probably just to piss him off, and yet...

"Man, you're heavy," Zero whined, now pulling at me with all of his strength.

Maybe I just wanted his attention...

"Hiead, come on!" Zero said, starting to budge me from my spot.

Or maybe I just wanted to play with him...

Overtaken by a sudden impulse, I reached out with my bandaged hand and yanked at his arm, pulling him towards me.

"W-what the-" Zero stammered as he dropped onto my lap.

I smirked at him.

Zero began to look uneasy. "Anou..."

But he didn't try to move.

I smirked a little more and pulled him up so that he was straddling my lap.

"What are you doing Hiead?" he asked, trying to sound threatening, but his voice came out much more... husky.

"I often wonder what it is about you that captivates me so much," I said, gazing into those innocent blue eyes that were now wide with surprise. He tried to look away, but I quickly caught his face in my good hand and forced him to look at me. "I thought it might be your persistence. Your determination? Or maybe your unending energy."


"But now I know what it is."

Zero blinked, still trying to comprehend what was going on.

I leaned in closer, letting my breath tickle his face. "It's your innocence," I murmured, drawing still closer.

I could feel his face growing redder and redder as I continued. I was so close now that my lips hovered barely centimeters from his.

"Wh-what are you going to do about it?" Zero asked nervously.

"Take it," I whispered, pressing my lips firmly to his as I casually slipped my tongue into his mouth.

Zero struggled to push me away, but I forcefully pulled him closer. Besides, there really wasn't anywhere else to go but off the edge of the bed.

He sat there rigidly. I let my hand start to massage at his shoulders, trying to get him to relax. My tongue teased at his own, trying to get it to come and play, too.

And very slowly he started to relax into my arms, tentatively returning the kiss.

I drew back after a few moments, catching my breath and watching Zero's face with amusement. His eyes were still closed and his lips remained slightly parted, but there was a look of general confusion etched across his face.

"Zero..." I whispered into his ear.

Zero's eyes jerked open and he turned to stare at me, his eyes holding a look I had never seen before.

That look... It was filled with...

I just couldn't place it, it was an emotion that had never been sent in my direction before. I dare say it looked affectionate... loving even...

And just as soon as it appeared, it was gone, replaced by anger.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he practically screamed at me, shoving himself off of my lap and tumbling to the floor.

I raised an eyebrow as he scrambled to upright himself.

"Why are you doing this?" he snapped angrily, shoving his messy bangs out of his eyes. "Why are you- how can you..." Just as soon as his anger appeared, it began to deplete. "Why would you..." he trailed off, a few unshed tears kissing the corners of his eyes.

He looked adorable like that, in a complete state of disarray with tears shimmering in his eyes. I wanted to take him right then and there.

Zero looked up at me and quickly saw the lust so blatantly written across my face. He blushed and looked away.

"Ne, Hiead," he murmured.


"I... what do you want from me?" Zero asked.

"I thought it was obvious," I leered at him.

Zero's blush increased. "But why? Why this sudden change? Did you find out... You must know that I have... feelings for you."

"I wasn't really sure, but that does make things more interesting," I replied, smirking with pleasure.

"Then why are you playing with me like this?" he snapped.

Well, couldn't he just see right through me? I shrugged. "I was bored."

Zero looked really hurt at that one.

And I loved it. Damn, I'm sadistic.

"I hate you..." Zero murmured.

I dropped down to the floor in front of him. "You don't mean that," I said, tapping my index finger on his lips and grinning.

"Shaddup," he muttered, swatting my hand away.

I snorted and pounced at him, pinning him to the floor.

Zero glared at me, but it was really half-hearted.

I could feel the shirt starting to slide off my now throbbing wrist. However, I chose to ignore it and focus my attention on kissing Zero thoroughly.

Zero seemed agreeable to the idea as he wrapped his arms around my neck. One of his hands started dragging through my hair.

I started exploring his mouth with my tongue, listening to the little sounds he was eliciting from the back of his throat.

It was about then that the door suddenly opened.

Both of our heads shot up as a figure entered the room.

"Hey, did you kill each other yet..." Clay trailed off, staring at us.

Zero shoved me off of him rather quickly.

"Almost..." he said with a nervous laugh. "Ah ha ha, that's what we're doing, fighting again, hahahaha..."

Clay shook his head. "Can't leave you two alone for five seconds..." he commented with a yawn, sitting down on his bed. "Hey, what happened to your wrist?"

Zero paused in his insane laughter to remember, "We were supposed to go to the infirmary!" With that, he was grabbing onto me and dragging me out the door.

We made the trek to the infirmary in complete silence. As soon as we reached the medic station, Zero just handed me off to the two nurses and took off. I watched his hasty retreat in amusement.

Zero Enna was certainly going to be a fun to play with.

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*blinks* Well, that didn't come out how I planned it... I actually started writing in Zero's POV and changed my mind about a page through and had to go back and change a bunch of stuff. Oh, well, comments are encouraged, criticism, too. Flames will be laughed at and be used to plaster my walls. I might just might continue writing this, depends on if my current Hiead x Zero mood continues ^_- Actually, this is kinda short, I might just make this part longer.