6. Paralyzer

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A/N: Really short chapter, I'm so sorry guys! But here it is, please tell me what you think below! I promise next week's will be longer! :)

The pureblood prince's senses were clouded with the constant scent of his mate in the air- sweet roses and crisp apples- indeed, the silver haired male could very well have been standing a foot behind him for all he could tell.

He knew Zero wasn't, despite brief hallucinations of the male appearing in the corners of his gaze- hallucinations that faded to silver dust whenever he deigned to pay them mind, forcing the full of his stare to where they had lingered in his office- whether the ghosts of his mate leaned against the door, curled up in his chair with a book before the fireplace or even peeked out through the halfway open door to his bedroom. He couldn't escape the silverette, even finding himself contemplating how the younger male would react to things that caught his attention.

Every impression his mind could conjure would pale in comparison to Kiryu's actual reactions though, the hunter always had the ability to surpass his expectations even if he was fairly predictable in the pureblood's eyes.

He was awaiting Seiren's report in his office, a headache pulsing at both temples, the pounding near maddening in the silence of the room, made worse every time his pen scribbled out replies to notices or letters or the like.

Was this the bond weighing down on him? Why now? What was happening to him to make him so preoccupied with his Knight of all people? Surely his rejection of the bond should be degrading it sharply- his supposed mate was not even aware of the bond! Why could he not just forget about it?

He clenched his jaw briefly before forcing it to relax begrudgingly- no one could catch him in such a state, it would break the mask he had crafted so carefully over the years as the invincible pureblooded prince, the rising leader of their people. He could be seen as many things- strong, fearless, cunning, but never vulnerable.

Why did the very thought of Zero Kiryu of all creatures make him feel as if he could feel his walls crumbling? He had not even seen the male for three weeks- no, his fiancee was keeping him far away from him.

Morita had threatened him the same night she had asked him to help Kiryu- a deadly warning, a staking of her territory, disguised in flowery words and sharp hints. The words themselves had not mattered- their meaning was as clear as day.

He is mine. You will not toy with what is mine.

His beast demanded he kill the girl- kill the brat that dared to traipse about with his mate's scent clinging to her skin, but he had shoved it aside, he never allowed that part of him to surface. Only Kiryu had ever managed to get a rise out of him and Kaname would not have even that at most times- he would not lose control around some hunter brat.

But as the weeks progressed and Kiryu's scent invaded everything- his scent strengthening, luring the pureblood closer even as Kaname had to force himself away from sneaking into the silver haired prefect's dorm room like some pathetic stalker in the night.

Why did he yearn for Kiryu so badly? Surely this was abnormal, no one had ever spoken to him as to how it felt to cross one's predestined mate but surely this wasn't how it was supposed to happen.

Maybe he should kill Kiryu to escape him- it would hurt Yuki but he was becoming insane with his need for the former level-D....

His head began to ache with a fresh fury- a stampede of elephants within his skull as he forced himself to work on the paperwork that lay before him on his desk.

Hanabusa was researching for him as well- in the archives at both the Council library and the underground archives in Fuyuki City. Seiren had been away on her own assigned quest, digging more information in the ruined cities up north and a handful of others on the mainland.

She was due within the hour and he busied himself with scribbling out dozens of replies to idiotic requests by the Council, filing away several others for closer note with agitation grating through his veins.

They were getting heavy handed with the amount of busy work they sent him every night- meant to dog him down and lull him into lazy complacency. It wouldn't be long now till the final act would descend on his plans and the battle would commence in full- he needed to keep Kiryu on his best till then at least, and to do that he would have to rely on his second's work and hope it didn't turn into something more than he was prepared to handle.

It was break, leaving him mostly alone in the Dorms as his Inner Circle had all departed except for Aido and Seiren, all except for a few younger stragglers- nobles who were either too devout in their studies and using break time to study further or nobles who despised their families and so wished to remain as far away as possible.

It was understandable, and a bit comforting to not live alone in the Dorm as he had in the early years of the Academy with only the silence to meet him.

It had been better that living under Asato's claws even if only for a week or two and he had always been invited to stay with Cross but had always denied to separate himself as far as he could from Kiryu.

He spent his time off with Yuki more often than not- no doubt gaining him points in her eyes, but he couldn't seem to care even as she still stared up at him with her familiar caring gaze.

I want to care again- I don't want to care about Kiryu. I want to care about Yuki. I want to fulfill my promise to her.

A knock came at the door and Seiren entered at his behest, handing him a manilla file with her basic findings, but he waved her on for the vocal report.

"I discovered a prophecy at the temple steps in the ruins of Ostalago up north along the coast." She said, "I think you'll want to hear this."

He nodded, waving her on.

The ruined city was familiar- he had emerged some ten thousand years ago from the forest that surrounded the city which had already been in ruins and abandoned even at that time as a child. It had fallen a hundred years before the climate change supposedly, noted in surviving ancient texts to have been a safe haven for Oraculi- seers and magus' alike. Much of the city was painted in decaying riddles-prophecies. He had thought them ridiculous until one spoke of his rise as King of their kind.

"Death returns to the land above-the land of the living,

In search of his heart's desire-moonlight born, the Starlit King,

Rejected by almost all- he is led astray by the Pawn- a grand misgiving.

Driven to fall at Death's feet, raised up once more- he will desperately cling,

Truth comes to light and a betrayal is revealed,

But only through true reunion will he be healed.

For Death seeks blessings long denied,

Blessings only received with the possession of the Starlit Bride."

He sent Seiren away as soon as she finished, toying with the prophecy in his head- the only person who could be the Starlit King was Kiryu, he knew it had to be so, but he had been made a pawn as well by Kaname's own hands even if he did refer to him as Yuki's Knight.

Was the Beast in Kiryu's dreams Death? Was Morita the Pawn or was Yuki or someone else the pawn?

His head pulsed and he blew out a harsh breath-he had much to think on- much to worry over- as the final confrontation with Rido drew near.

A/N: Don't kill me over how short it is, but that prophecy had to happen and I wanted to write a chapter from Kaname's point of view. Questions for ya'll this chapter: How do you want the romance to be kickstarted between Zero and Kaname? How do you want the romance to come through for Lirona and Zero? Nero and Zero? How do you think Zero's gonna feel throughout this love puzzle schtick? How should I incorporate Yuki in this story?Let me know below!

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