Vampire

A figure stood, hidden by shadows that were untouched by the moonlight. His tall, lean structure stepped from the dark alley behind him. Possessing blood red eyes that were seemingly hunger, his white bare canines clearly showed upon his bottom lips.The black cloak covered him from the night chills. Face as pale as snow and that of an angel was given to a devil such as himself, and turned towards the sound of approaching steps.

A teen girl that appeared about the same age as him quietly trudged towards him, her vivid pink hair danced in the wind as she stopped before him and tilted her flawless face up to gaze upon his. She pressed her slim, petite figure against him while her hands cupped his face.

"I'm sorry Sasuke but I couldn't find you any blood" Her voice was warn out and her eyes reflected tiredness. She hung her head in disappointment for a while, before her emerald orbs looked up again. "That is why you must suck mine, for now"

Clearly shocked he didn't respond, only stared at her unbelievably. She obviously knew that he wouldn't continue, but also noticed his hunger for blood.

"Sasuke you haven't tasted blood for months, go on any longer and I swear you'll vanish" As saying in a hushed whisper she forcibly lowered his face down towards her neck, whilst moving him back into the building wall.

Her hands combed into his spiky black hair and tugged lightly, urging him to listen. "It can't be that bad, please" she remained pleading for it was his survival. Could it not be helped, she would give him anything to keep him safe, even if it may be her own life.

His eyes intensified when feeling the fresh blood flow through her veins, the blood lust inside him took away his self control, daring him to taste the metallic fluid that she offered so eagerly to stop his thirst. "If you wish, Sakura" he replied in a breathy whisper above her skin, which caused shivers down her spine.

Almost in a hypnotised manner he licked her fragile neck, witnessing the enticing taste. Taking his time, he slowly pierced into her skin with sharp pointed fangs while turning them over so that she was held pinned up to the wall. His hands lay on the side of her creamy face and around the small waist, holding her flat between himself and the solid support.

Both of them closed their eyes at the blood which was oozing down her throat and being sucked by his tainted mouth. He viciously drank to his satisfaction and licked off the remaining blood that decorated her neck. He could feel hungry no more, as he felt the 'meal' already strengthening his sore muscles.

Sakura didn't whine or complain, though soon her legs would probably fall out beneath her she stood there quite, waiting for him to speak. She was weak and tired but held a need to look brave in front of him, for she couldn't make him worry.

His breathing was low and long, most like a pant. "Are you alright" His concerned tone grew much depression, noting her weak form. A reassuring smile still made its way onto her face and glowed in the rays of moonlight, her silent nod answered his question.

He sighed, watching her struggle to stand on her own he could say that she was indeed the worst liar. Although, he didn't admit it but he found her bad lies and stubborn attitude amusing, and if said by him, childish. "I'm not doing this again, understand?" he was dead serious, the aura around him told so. Once again she hung her head and nodded.

In one swift movement he lifted her bridal style, not bothering to listen to her complaints or angry gestures. He simply followed the path to her house. A triumphant smirk came in place as she stopped punching his chest, which was much of a hard task to do in her situation, and folded her arms loosely over her stomach, pouting as an infant. She muttered out faint curses such as 'stubborn bastard' and 'stupid jerk', going ignored by him.

"Hn" it was all he said, she supposed it would have further entertain him to get on her nerves. Her right eye visibly twitched at the thought, "be quite Sasuke...To think, this is how I get thanked" she got no reply and decided to stay quite, to not humiliate herself more. After a while of travelling she had completely forgotten her stubbornness and sleep overtook her almost instantly. Lying in his strong grip, snuggling closer when the cold wind blew pass her, she had no dream nor nightmare.

A little bead of blood run down the marks on her neck, red eyes trailed it, remembering the sweet, delicious taste. He licked it away but agreed that from now on he must not taste her blood again, or it might just be, he'll get too addicted.

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"This is this it, the cursed town where that blood thirsty prince demon breaths...Konoha"

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