The real heartbeat

by Porcelain.Memories

HE is the irresistible VAMPIRE Prince who rebels against the sacred rules of the immortals. SHE views SUICIDE as the ultimate liberation. On a faithful night, they meet. And he comes with an alternative choice in lieu of death: in exchange for her blood, he pledges to fulfill her dearest wish: "Teach me...how to feel alive." She asks for the impossible, but love is unpredictable.

1. A ride on the Red Velvet Carousel

Chapter I: A ride on the Red Velvet Carousel.

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'In the limbs of the night, I heard your voice beckoning me to stay,

And darkness has never been more entrapping.

I wish we could dance under the scarlet veil of the moon forever,

Because you decided to walk by my side.'

While life is seeping from my veins, I am seeking for eternity.

My heart will never be afraid to live forever, loving you, holding you, weep for you, bleed for you.

Please, save me.'

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He was swaying like a fragile fallen leaf carried away by the wind, tripping on his own feet, as his uncharacteristic lack of coordination was making his clumsy ungraceful steps seem like a maze of maladroitness, which was in total opposition with his usual refinement, elegance and inborn sophistication.

The streets were void of any breath and mild silent, save for the eerie tunes echoing through the velvet starry night coming from the scouting owls and the supremacy of darkness was the sole hushed witness of his physical and spiritual torment.

His steps were mechanical, instinctual, dragging his imposing elegant silhouette through the deserted poor illuminated streets, as small rivulets of perspiration were rolling down his polished marble soft skin, shimmering like diamonds.

Every breath was making his chest burn like a torch sending his lungs into a desperate call for oxygen, yet his thin lips were parted and his inhales were unruly and messy, just like the rapid pumps of his heart. His throat was dry, rough and sore, the sensation akin to one courageous helpless traveller of the infinite merciless desert, in search for his oasis of salvation, making it challenging for him to swallow.

Hh could hear his escalading pulse pound inside his eardrums, along with a low pitched tune, ramming at his skull. His damp sweaty temples were throbbing and clenching and his vision was glassy and doubled, even though it was tremendously accurate.

In all honesty, he has never felt so weak and assailable in decades, despite the rather normal innate needs of his body, but the attacks and craving have grown in number by the last six months.

A quivering hand fisted into his silk navy fine shirt, above the nest of his heart, tugging at the glossy material like he wanted to tore his chest open and make the pain leave his body along with that useless timid organ, which kept on pumping the quintessence of immortality through his going limp body.

Slowly, almost annoyingly sluggish, he carried his listless shadow along the street, having a feeble grip on the railing of the long high bridge that he was trying to cross, feeling the cold metal sting his warm palm like an icicle as he used it for support, praying he wouldn't fall down on his knees.

Bottomless languid black sapphire orbs traveled from the heavy grey concrete street up to the infinite inviting twinkling night sky, setting on the beaming full round stunning pale moon, mirroring the subtle glint of silver flickering around his onyx irises, which resembled its faint halo, as the orb of night was taunting his decrepitude.

A faint ghost of a smirk bloomed at the corner of his mouth, as he let the ivory gleam penetrate his mind, while his steps halt. Honestly, he wasn't sure if he could make it to his home and indulge in the sweet solitude of his chamber in that state.

Uchiha Sasuke was the youngest of the two sons and the undeniable terrific heir of the honored prominent Uchiha clan, the absolute ruler of the Vampires. Among the other noble, clans and families of vampires, with a long, tumultuous and glorious history, they were the finest, the strongest and the recognized heads among them.

Uchiha Fugaku, his father, was the current terrible leader and his supremacy was both respected and feared by the vampires all over the world, but his sharp intuition, sparkling intelligence, and the 1050 years he was proudly carrying on his broad shoulders gave him a vast life experience, having seem, tasted, sensed, felt and survived of many things through the decades.

He witnessed the swings of the contemporary society, he went through the most important historical events, he saw leaders bow their heads, he saw vehement hands maneuvering the strings of politics with a flawless tact and wisdom, he witnessed the glory of the once most powerful empires and he met the most brilliant minds of elegant philosophers and famous rulers. His reputation spread like a spider's net among his companions, the wielders of the immortality and the mysteries of the night, as he earned their recognition, respect and the legitimacy to be the central authority of decision.

From the very legendary Uchiha Madara, who was the one who unified the Uchihas into a strong prolific cultivated clan, as the wealth and adulation came in time, as his name would only be whispered and hushed. After his sudden shocking disappearance, Fugaku took over and polished the face of the Uchiha clan into the face it had in modern times.

His two sons on the other hand, seemed to have been overwhelmed by the contemporary hectic tumultuous times they were living, being absorbed into the temptations of the mortals` desires, not being too interested in taking over the family, claim the crown of the supreme ruler and be the silent mediator between the world of humans and immortals of the night.

Itachi grew alienated of his family, rejected his father`s stern commend to take over the family and be the next rightful heir, nurturing an unusual passion for a simple exquisite mortal, with vivid candid eyes, and hair in the color of the lilac, Konan, taking the proof of his defiance over the Vampire`s strict ancient code to the ultimate level, by getting engaged to her, stepping on his family`s pride.

He had Fugaku`s eternal hate for his arrogance, so naturally his attention turned to his youngest son, Sasuke, who in response to his forced by the circumstances kindness, promptly showed him his indifference and back, moving from the home he has grown up in and choosing to live alone and blend with the mortals, along with his all times number one hyperactive obnoxious dumb best friend since the beginning of time, Uzumaki Naruto.

The very same honey kissed haired eternally smiling man who dragged his lackluster ass to that damn wild party, even if Sasuke simply told him to promptly go fuck himself, because he was not in the mood to seek human contact, or any contact for the matter, but of course Naruto would never take a no for an answer, and it wasn't because of the fact that his motto was to never give up, but simply because his dumb head was not able to process simple requests.

Sasuke loathed that character with the same burning passion that was scorching his lifeless body from the pits of his chest and head.

But all his thoughts about anyone, or everything were whipped away off his memory when his pearl black hues caught the sight of the dainty silhouette, on the peak of the arched bridge, facing the luscious glassy water.

And the vision of her numbed away his pain.

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Sakura has never been happy, nor did she ever have the privilege of learning about the gentlest of emotions from any special close to her person, simply because no one ever truly cared for her, or her well-being. To the world, she was just another inexistent plain face in the crowd. Among the many other stories colliding with her own whenever she wandered through the foreigners, she only found alienation, disdain and closed doors.

As soon as her mother gave birth to her, the cruel woman who Sakura didn't have the chance to see the face of, has abandoned her in the hospital, leaving without a trace in the next few hours, disappearing without a single word or a message and the only thing that left behind, was the fragile baby`s name, Haruno Sakura.

After many close investigations, a distant aunt of hers has appeared to the Prosecutor`s office, with a bored rude expression on her wrinkled face and demanded to be given the child, hoping that she would get an amount of money from the Government for raising her, which happened.

That woman, Mebuki, who was married to an alcoholic abusive husband, never had children and that only led to an amassed frustration accumulated into her always frowning large forehead and it was exactly the eternal repulsive and frightening look that she gave Sakura.

And her husband Kizashi Haruno was even worse. He was working as a fisherman who barely managed to sell enough fishes to the local market to ensure his family`s well-being. They lived together in the ghettos, surrounded by many creeps with similar unfortunate stories, or people that life has been harsh and unfair with, struggling in poverty, all adding to the eerie picture and desolate atmosphere that crayoned her past childhood days.

It was a habitual ritual for Kizashi to spend most of his money on drinking with his friends, coming back home at dawn, reeking of alcohol and venting out on whoever was crossing paths with him first, be it the little defenseless Sakura or his own wife.

Sakura has long lost the count of the days when she had to endure the pain of being food deprived, the malnutrition and the effects on her young body which needed nutrients to fully and healthy develop, all ending up almost similarly with Kizashi kicking her in the stomach or whipping her fragile small back with his thick belt, ignoring her whimpers and cries, until he grew tired or was knocked down by the drunkenness.

Mebuki used to defend her up to a point, always screaming and scolding her husband for losing the money she got for taking Sakura into custody, if he somehow killed her, which was probably the only reason why she was still alive.

By the age of 21, instead of being a proud young girl touched by the blessing of the womanhood, stepping proudly and having the untouchable confidence and the age`s hope and aspirations radiance, with a bright successfully future and a secure path to follow, Sakura was a decaying rotten soul, with a crushed heart and no gleam of desire or ambition awaiting at the end of the rainbow.

She had no background, no family to love her, no lover, no friends to be concerned for her or offer a shoulder to cry on and the only drive that made her fight for staying alive that long was the foolish stupid feeling of beatitude that the delusion of someday finding a purpose of her existence was nourishing her mind.

But after so much time of fighting and walking alone, the girl with the essence of spring`s bloom of nature encrusted within her emerald unique orbs. has grew sick and tired of being a victim of the system, of the society and destiny. In a dance where she was only accompanied by her equally sad grieving shadow, the waltz has turned into a waterfall of her infinite solitude.

So that was why, after so many days of getting to convince herself that there was indeed not a single living out there who would mourn in front of her modest funeral stone, or touch her cold grave with a red rose or a tear of remembering, she got the courage she lacked for coming into terms with her beliefs of it being the supreme sin to end up her own life, which has been given to her by the divinity, and leave the world which has only tortured her for so long.

She deserved that. It was the final thought which has led her dazed steps towards the bridge where she was staying still, as the statue of a virgin maiden at the altar, dully following the unusual pallor of the moon`s reflection on the shimmering starlight over the crystal water of the river flowing under her feet.

They always say that everything in life has a remedy, but what she lacked was a purpose to live. What was the use to live when there was no one to acknowledge her or to hold her tenderly and dearly? If she would be better off indulging in the sweet eternal slumber and let death carry her down the Styx river, all the way to the realm of the lost ones, then at least she would be one less half dead person to wander down the streets aimlessly.

"Forgive me….God." She breathed to the open sky, following the silhouette of a shooting star, lazily letting her dull eyes fall on the bottomless abyss of death enfolding under her feet as she was leaning forward, gazing into the inviting water, trying to imagine the sensation she would get in the moment of impact, pressing her chest on the white railing, as she was gripping the edge with both her slender hands.

Her erratic heart was pounding madly down her chest, clenching and tearing her in half, making her feel like a caged nightingale fluttering her wings, trying to get free, without success. She was still scared, but she saw no other viable path to take.

So before she had a swing of her mind and chose a more unfortunate for her option, cowering in the last moment, Sakura raised her left leg over the railing, carefully lifting her petite frame up, sliding on the other side of the safety, bringing the other limb beside the other, feeling the cold bars in her lower back, as her hands were the only leverage she had, keeping her among the world of livings.

A pleasant flower scented warm ocean breeze was playing into her untied long velvet hair and long loose white cotton skirt, making the ample folds flutter and brush over her slim ankles. What a superb night to commit suicide, Sakura thought humorlessly as a short 'heh' escaped her mouth.

She was prepared for it, in fact, she has carefully planned that day because it was the supreme mockery and the only moment when Sakura allowed herself to turn the tables on and laugh into the fate`s face: it was her birthday and she was determined to wipe off her memory from that world in the same day when all the suffering has begun, namely the day when she was born.

Her soft eyelids gleamed with a fine line of salty tears, as she has slowly let her long curled eyelashes fell above her glassy eyes ,imprinting the mesmerizing scenery of the glowing red and golden city lights in the distance down her mind, inhaling sharply once. And she smiled. That was the last thing she would take with her, before she died.

The clear tune of her pounding heartbeat screaming at her to cling to the life, a delicate caress of the salty wind brushing over her rosy cheeks, the swift flutter of the owls` wings and the energetically sound of the never sleeping crowded city, were all started to fade away, while she slowly detached her slim fingers from the railing, one by one.

There was a dainty cold drop of sweat rolling down her neck, passing the ample valley of her rounded breasts, while her bare forearms covered in cold shivers, making her spine shudder and she grew dizzy. Deep down inside, she didn't want to do that, yet when both her palms spread opened, sliding from the railing, while her body has been hauled down by the gravity, Sakura swore she has never felt so liberated.

And when her bare curled over the narrow edge of the bridge toes disjoined with the scraping concrete surface, the most uplifting feeling akin to Nirvana has wrapped around her opened straight limbs and…

…she jumped.

'Even if I will never get wings, I am finally free.'

"Are you out of your mind?"

Or not.

A rich low alto bass voice, as smooth as velvet under her fingertips and as sensual as dark chocolate has made her orbs flutter open in confusion, while a sturdy firm, yet remarkably gentle grip around her right wrist have made her body jerk, fighting off the laws of physics and she has quickly come to realize that somehow, the outcome she was expecting has never come.

A quick tug of her entrapped wrist has made her slim frame whirl around and she has been brought face to face to the one who seemed to be her unexpected rescuer, and Sakura swore that her erratic heart flapped its peace from pounding like a bass drum, alerting her over the really wrong decision that she has taken, from a complete frozen in shock state.

Vivid widened forest green orbs collided with polished smoldering onyx ones, and all the words and whispers remained trapped on her parted lips at the astonishing savage intensity of the owner`s stare. "What`s the use of doing something so stupid?" She blinked thrice just as to make her scattered thoughts come back to her fogged mind and help her assess the situation.

For a moment, Sakura wasn't sure whether she indeed jumped off the bridge and the supreme Angel of Darkness has come to swallow her soul and lead her to the other side of the veil, because that person who seemed to have stopped her from jumping off the bridge was out of that world.

"W-Who…" her soft hum was almost inaudible, yet his keen hearing sense was way beyond human perception. "…are you?" Whoever that stranger in front of her was, was by far the most gorgeous man she has ever cast her eyes on.

Involuntarily, her emerald orbs traveled along the sharp, yet incredible elegant and refine angles and lines of his strong masculine jaw line and firm chin, following every astonishing detail of his exquisite beauty, and his high regal nose and lean check bones were crayoning a famous portrait of a royalty.

His finely cut eyebrows were slightly furrowed, accentuating the penetrating energy of his breathtaking flickering black sapphire almond shaped big eyes and his long thick equally raven eyelashes were framing them like a fine spider`s net, pinning her down with that simple look he gave her.

If she was to look attentively, there were silvery flickering fine dots around his irises, similar to white pearls sewed on black lace in the most out of ordinary mixture of colors, yet their beauty was knocking the wind out of her lungs.

Probably the most peculiar uncommon trait of his physiognomy was the silk looking luscious ebony spiky rich hair, perking up in every possible direction, giving him a rebel, yet studied and irresistible appearance. Some longer locks were gracefully falling on his temples and forehead, while the gentle wind was blowing through his hair, making them brush over his jaw and long slender neck.

The vibrant shade of intense black was crushing with the marble pale shade of his complexion, and it seemed to be highlighted by the enchanting moonlight, which was glowing over his face and for a moment, Sakura sensed something untouchable about that incredibly handsome man, but she couldn't define the sudden surge of intuition.

"You are a fool." He simply told her, as his tune was following the same even calm seductive velvet touch, which sent pleasurable shivers down her spine and she almost not processed the way he nonchalantly insulted her for her attempt to take away her life. "Come. This is dangerous."

Sakura quickly assessed their positions and she realized that the drop dead gorgeous stranger has actually climbed the railing in order to catch her hand on time, in the moment she has let go of the railing. "N-No…no!"

His left hand was wrapped on it, while his right one was keeping her own captive, while his broad chiseled chest was grazing her own and the raw hotness of his hard rock body was radiating through her every pore. And a sense of panicky has shot through her, making her trash her body and yank her hand from his vice grip. "L-Let me go!"

Sakura found her voice again, shouting tat him, but Sasuke hasn't even flinched. Little did she knew that he wasn't at his top shape and in fact, he was carrying on an impossible battle with his growing limp and numb body, to maintain his balance and the grip he had on the railing, preventing both of them from falling into the river.

"Stop it." He bid her, yet his commanding voice wasn't rude or harsh. If anything, he didn't want to scare the girl, who was probably in a very fragile and delicate state of mind if she was willing to retort to such insane measures. "If I let you go, you are going to fall." He tried to reason, yet Sasuke was all aware of the fact that it was probably her purpose.

The onyx eyed Uchiha was almost a hundred percent certain that she was not there to admire the scenery, or to try and bungee-jump with an invisible rope.

"This is exactly what I want, can't you see?!" Sakura brought her free palm to rest on Sasuke`s chest, unconsciously scooping closer to his heart, applying a rather weak pressure, trying to push him back, while her right hand was trying to break free from his long digits wrapped around her wrist.

There was something off about that girl yet Sasuke couldn't quite put his hand on it, nor did he have time to dwell on her resolve to desire such a thing, simply because his every pore was screaming in agony, his tensed lean bulky muscles were throbbing and pulsating and he was losing the strength of his grip.

And the trashing and tossing girl wasn't making it all the easier for both of them, so he summoned his very last remain of power and let go of the hold he had on the railing, making good use of his vampire powers to keep his feet firm on the edge, even if they were slightly angled and he was then left to fight the gravity alone, wrapping his left hand around the girl`s petite curvy waist, bringing her flush into his iron steel hard body, managing to tame her frenetic attempts to escape down, ever so little. "Get a hold of yourself. This is never an option."

Startled by the sudden full contact with the tall mysterious raven haired classy man, Sakura felt her maddened heart hitch down her throat, where a large lump was preventing her from breathing and her pulse has sky rocketed, as a result of her body`s unexpected reaction to his closeness. "Who are you to tell me such things?! You have no right to stop me. If I want to die, then I am free to do so!"

Of course she was right and Sasuke wouldn't be a fool to try and prove her otherwise, because it was her life to do as she pleased, even if she chose to end it in such a cruel and rather foolish way, yet his body reacted before his mind had the chance to process what he wanted to do and he didn't have time to think, before he found himself lunge forward, jump off the railing, at the speed of light, darting his hand towards her own slim one.

"True. But not tonight, because I will not allow you to jump." The reason why Sasuke was trying to coax the odd girl with the most mesmerizing hair color he has ever seen, to follow his advice and cease away the stupid thoughts of suicide, was a mystery to him, yet there he was, barely keeping their bodies standing on the lip of a bridge`s edge, fighting with her stubbornness. "Tonight, you will live."

For a moment, there were some alien feelings blooming deep inside her heart and there was an odd fluttering in the pits of her stomach, like a multitude of gentle ladybirds nesting inside her belly, making her queasy and shaky at the sound of the words that were slipping past the beautiful onyx eyed stranger`s sumptuous appetizing looking thin firm lips and they were starting to make her resolve crumble.

Never in her life has someone cared about her or what she did, and somehow that stranger has managed to bring to light emotions that Sakura has never knew she had trapped inside her heart and even if he was rather possessive, with a bit of smug hint of dominance, she found herself not entirely annoyed by his approach, because it was unusual to hear anyone caring about whatever would happened to her, if it wasn't for materialistic purposes.

But he was a stranger, who didn't know her yet he risked his own life to come and stop her, even if they have never met before. And she doubted that he was some kind of closet pervert who stalked her with unholy thoughts.

If anything, the ebony haired man could have probably any woman in the world drooling at his feet, with a mere snap of his fingers if his desires were such. Not only did he look like cut from a famous fashion magazine, but his aura, his superior demeanor, the aura of superiority he was oozing and the neat fashionable clothes he wore were definitely branded, sending the clear message that money were not a problem to him.

"No…you don't understand..." Sakura was aware that her shivering voice started to break, yet she was becoming erratic. She didn't know what to do, because it was just obvious that she couldn't fight off a young vigorous male who was at least one head taller and visibly toned and fit, so her only weapons were words. "…I don't want to live anymore….there is no use to do so. Please, let go of me, I don't want to suffer anymore. This pain…" Emerald eyes were glossy and shimmering with delicate drops of salty crystalline tears gleaming on the corner of her forest green orbs as she spoke the truth.

If that stranger was so eager to rescue her from the limbs of imminent death, then he was at least entitled to get an explanation. If anything, Sakura didn't want him to think she was a lunatic or a crazy woman, who was suffering from a broken heart. "…enough is enough already." Images of her foster family abusing her, depriving her of food, electricity, warm water or the coziness of a loving family and the warmth of a home started to play within her mind and her whole body started to shiver.

"I want it to go away already. This is my only chance." Her jade candid crying orbs were seeking for his ink onyx ones, imploring him with all her fiber and remaining ghost of sanity to turn away and pretend they never had a brief encounter. "Please, Sir, if you have any heart, then don't make me go back."

Sasuke was silent letting her speak and explain the reason why she chose to retort to such dramatic measures. If anything, his long existence has allowed him to witness thousands of similar situations. Sakura was definitely not the first person he has seen committing suicide, even if he would admit that she has been the most poetic one, in both behavior and determination –she was ready to send her soul into nothingness with a smile playing over her full lips. "Why? Why do you say that?"

Something inside his cold heart has flipped and stirred when he saw those tears of hers, streaming down her small cheeks, like the purest dew drops in a summer morning, as her bell like soft voice was losing intensity and she was as almost blending with the soft wind blow. "Because there is nothing there left for me if I do that."

"Then you are unlucky because I do not have a heart. You will not die. Not if I am here to stop you." Sasuke was desperately looking for a logical reason why he was so adamant in not allowing that girl to kill herself, because if he didn't do so, the he would admit that there was something MORE intriguing him when it came to the strange girl, beside her stubbornness.

Maybe because her dazzling fragility and gleaming innocence was knocking at the doors of the last remain of his morals and humanity –which he thought to having get rid of the moment he unclad from the veil of mortality and embraced eternal darkness- knowing all too well that, whenever someone was in the verge of meeting a tragically death, with the potential of not ever being found, hundreds of other vampires, were lurking from the shadows, being thirsty for blood and craving for fresh human meat, expecting to satiate from her body, the moment she would die.

And the disgusting image of a barbarous libidinous half-breed pathetic lowlife vampire ravaging her, was too revolting for Sasuke to stay beside and let them have their way with her. He wasn't oblivious. There were vampires all over the place, blending into the crowd, attacking, not being able to fully control their hunger and needs, choosing to rebel against the orders and attack humans at random.

It was no coincidence that Konoha was hitting on the top ten most dangerous cities around the globe to live in, by the unusually high rate of dreadfully deaths and the number was growing alarmingly. His all too observant intelligent onyx orbs and high alert senses caught the pungent scent of his vampire companions staying concealed into the veil of night, waiting for the oblivious lamb to jump of the bridge and die, before they would denigrate her memory.

Usually, the most common acts were swaying between taking turns in raping their victims, sucking their blood up to the last drop, then eating their flesh, like a clan of starving hyenas until they left the cadaver unrecognizable. Somehow, that image which would normally leave him impassive, was not suited for her.

It was something that Sasuke couldn't accept and if it was out of a whim, he didn't care. But they won't lay a single finger on those emerald eyes. Especially not if they spotted her in his company. Like Hell was any other vampire there, irresponsible and stupid enough to provoke one of the Uchiha heirs to a fight, despite their unmatched arrogance and delusion of being strong, having the false impression of being shielded by the immortality, hence being intangible.

With a single flicker of his eyes, Sasuke could smash them all and whip them off the surface of the Earth, without breaking a sweat. It was rather laughable and ironical, with a hint of a dark humor in it, the fact that she was safe as long as she was with him, but it was the undeniable fact.

"Every day, every single moment of my life is a constant suffering. I am tired to fight and I lost the willpower to do so. There is nothing more than I have ever desire than to die. Don't take this away from me, I already have nothing in this life." Sakura made him snap out of his firm –and self-centered manly satisfaction- resolve, with her weak depressing confession and he slightly furrowed his eyebrows upon hearing what could come out of that girl`s mouth, making him intrigued about what the hell could have happened to her, to make such a young spirit think like a ninety years old hag with a terminal disease.

"I know nothing about you, but whatever problems you might have it cannot be worth the price to exchange your life for death. You do realize that this," The ebony haired handsome Uchiha cocked his head towards the river floating under their feet, making Sakura`s orbs shift from his face, to the occasional small rolling foamy waves, coming from the sailing riverboats and yachts. "is a one way road, right?"

She bit her lower lip, nibbling on it, nodding reluctantly once, agreeing with him. He was wise, that stranger man with his mesmerizing unique onyx eyes, she admitted. And somehow, she wasn't feeling threatened by him, even if the strange sensation of him being more than just a gorgeous looking young man was ramming at her skull, but she chose to ignore it. She didn't care about what happened to her anymore. "I-I know."

"You say that there is nothing left for you in this life, but…" Sasuke made a short pause like he was pondering whether he should tell her or simply let the subject drop, deciding to share that bit of information with the girl, since her resolve seemed like hard to crush. If anything, she had solid principles, even if they were all leading to fatality.

"…there is nothing on the other side either. If you jump into that water, you will become nothing. Can you understand what it means? Can you imagine your existence being nullified and turned into nihility, like you have never existed?"

Sasuke knew it all too well, since the complex and rather difficult to grasp process of obtaining immortality automatically involved the concept of negating existence, hence giving up mortality by dying once, was one way to become a vampire. It wasn't his case, but he had such acquaintances, like his self-proclaimed best friend, Naruto, who hasn't been born a pure blood vampire, like Sasuke.

And somehow, he pitied the girl for her credulity. Feeling pain was still more than feeling nothing at all and being turned into a void, yet that was kind of impossible to explain to a mortal. "If this is going to make the pain go away…than yes. I already feel void and lifeless. My heart is only an amalgamation of emptiness, sadness, aggrieve and solitude. How can I lose anything since I never had anything to begin with?"

"Can we continue our philosophic conversation about the meaning of life and the existence of the afterlife, on the other side of this damn railing, before something stupid happens?" Sasuke tried, thinking that the emerald eyed girl with the tendencies for self-harm has caught the message.

But he has severely underestimated her, or he has been fooled by her sudden small ghost of a smile playing upon her lips, when she hummed to him. "I am sorry…I have already made up my mind, and if you are being stubborn and try to stop me, than I will not be held responsible for what is going to happen to you."

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"Hey, wait a sec-" Before Sasuke had the chance to read through her moves and be two steps ahead of her, Sakura has shut her eyes once again and leaned backwards, dragging him along, making them both fall from the bridge and the first thing that crossed Sasuke`s spinning wheels down his brain was a vicious curse. "Fuck."

He couldn't believe that Sakura has actually had the power to make him fall as well, but then he realized that while he was racking his mind for coming up with a plausible excuse for his unusual behavior and the proper words to convince the girl to give up the idea of committing suicide, his last remain of strength has been washed away off his system and he was weaker than he thoughts.

In fact, normally he would have been in the verge of fainting, fighting to keep his consciousness, yet it was crystal clear that he couldn't quite do that since they were free falling at top speed towards the dark waters of the deep large river.

If he didn't come up with a quick solution, they would be both victims of the motherfuckers who he would normally stomp over, who were enthusiastically expecting him to fail and have their royal revenge. Not everyone liked the fact that Uchihas had the supremacy and naturally their power has earned them a large number of haters.

The wind was hitting their soft skin like a leather whip and Sakura could almost feel her adrenaline pound in anticipation of the impact with the water, while her temples felt like exploding and hear ears were perceiving a high pitched powerful tune, making her go deaf.

Sasuke on the other hand was perceiving everything in slow motion and normally jumping and flying were natural traits and skills for any vampire, so he wasn't that affected since he was used to it. Even if he was to simply let his body sink into the water, he could touch the muddy bottom completely harmless, since he didn't need oxygen to live, but Sakura was his main concern.

That girl was never going to make it. She was definitely not a vampire, so he instinctively snuck his both muscular arms around her waist and lean bony shoulders, bringing her flush into his arms, embracing her fully and rather intimately.

The girl grew still into his arms and her limbs were limp, as she probably waited for her to die, so it was very easy for him to move a top speed. In a blink of an eye, gathering the powers he would normally keep unlocked, Sasuke spun their bodies and flipped their position she they were in a standing position, not dipping with their heads first, and growled lowly on his throat. "Mangekyou Sharingan."

In a blink of an eye, a skeleton hand has emerged from the shadows, coated into scorching blazing lavender flames, as Sasuke has gracefully let his feel slide along the silhouette resembling a bone, which made a bridge to the bank of the river, taking them both rolling safely on the damp lush soft grass.

As soon as he felt his back hit the muddy soil, barely avoiding an imminent collision with the uninviting cold dirty water, Sasuke let his head lean backwards, while Sakura was hovering above him, being firmly pressed upon his chest, with her both hands wrapped around his broad shoulders, having her small cold nose buried in the crook of his neck.

If someone was to witness their position in that moment, they looked like a random intimate pair, searching for a secluded place to share affectionate caresses and passionate kisses, under the glowing moonlight and the romantic starry sky.

"Damn it, you are totally insane." He gently scolded the girl, immediately switching off his spinning star shaped bleeding crimson lethal characteristic orbs, changing the color back to the usual black sapphire one. He couldn't believe he has used the secret bloodline limit running into his clan for centuries, to save a mortal. That would piss his father off and make him boil with fury.

"Why?" The girl`s voice was weak, lifeless and void of any hope when she breathed to the man who still had a rather comforting hold on her, making her get a glimpse of what protection really meant, for the first time in her life. "How-?" Of course she would be confused about how has Sasuke managed to take both of them lying on the grass, when they would have normally been shattering the glassy surface of the water and get swallowed by the stream. "Why aren't we into the water?"

"Why are you so eager to die? You are still so young, if my eyes are not deceiving me and you are a years old lady, who looks incredibly good for her age." Sakura couldn't understand the reason why a stranger would go as far as to jump from a bridge with her, nor could she comprehend the way he managed to save her from an imminent death, yet there she was trapped into his strong arms, entangled into his warmth.

"Why do you care if I die or not? In this world, there isn't a single person who cares about what happens to me. Why did you save me?" Never once has someone ever stretched a soothing hand towards her, willing to help, nor was anyone interested to listen to her story. She was inexistent in the society`s eye. There was no one she had to tear if she was in pain, whisper comforting words if she was sad or sick, not even the ones who vowed to take care of her.

That world has only shown her its brutality, in the form of bloody beatings and mental torture, all coming from her abusive adoptive family. What was the worth of continuing to struggle?

It took Sasuke a whole good minute to reply, simply because he was not very talkative to begin with, and definitely not used to be questioned about his inner drivings or feelings. His answer has taken her by surprise, but honesty was dripping from his low baritone voice and she knew he wasn't lying. "I don't know."

Not wanting to spend anymore minute lying down the damp cold grass, feeling his vision get clouded, while his heart was barely pumping and ripples of nausea and pain were hitting his temples, Sasuke gently squeezed the girl`s shoulders, signalizing that he wasn't quite comfortable with that position and she understood his intention to stand.

There was a genuine pretty pale rose hue tinting her small cheeks when she grew aware of the closeness between their bodies, growing ashamed and all shy. She was pressed on a stranger`s body so familiarly and there was no way she could have missed his deliciously ripped tone physique, pressing and molding upon her own.

Before she got the momentum to tear her rather skinny frame from his hard rock one and stand up, Sasuke has rolled on his left shoulder and shot up first, being as swift as a dark puma, holding Sakura`s hands and pulling her up, like a true gentleman.

The adrenaline rush she felt due to terrifying for the physique's natural reaction to a potential dangerous situation, was starting to be replaced by a whole new other sensation, but she had no name for it, simply because no man has ever laid an eye on her, let alone touching her or having any sort of physical contact.

Especially not one who looked the way that raven haired rescuer of her was. When he let go of her hands, Sakura took an immediate step back, feeling the need to put some distance between them, yet she didn't want not be impolite with the man who acted upon his own moral beliefs, not standing the ide of seeing a life ending right before his eyes.

He must have been a good person, whoever that handsome stranger was. But she was an introverted circumspect and modest young girl, not all that use to be talking to people. He on the other hand, was simply standing before her, in all his incredibly tall imposing glory, with his hands slipped into his pockets in a nonchalant, yet ridiculously elegant way, looking so classy, calm, collected and smart.

She took a good look at him and even if she was openly and rather rudely staring right back at him, measuring him from head to toes, he didn't seem to be offended or bothered by it and Sakura guessed that such a fine man must have been used to women salivating at the sight of him.

But she couldn't help it and for a moment, her suicidal tendencies have somehow been shoved off in a distant corner of her cloudy mind while being in his overwhelming presence. Everything about his casual attitude, the finesse in the manner he spoke and wore his classy appearance, to the way he oozed of an unusual seductive mixture of natural inborn refinement, high class and a taunting touch of danger, dark mystery and radiating power, was charming her.

His attire was simple, yet very sophisticated and Sakura swore that only a man like him would be able to wear a pair of dark Jeans and a navy slim silk fitting shirt and look so fashionable with such easiness and nonchalance. And she guessed they were definitely all from famous brands, it was just obvious and if the aura of a high class man wasn't a solid enough proof of the fact that he was wealthy, then the blue Ulysee Nardin Swiss watch decorating his left wrist did the trick. "Who are you?"

She simply asked, being all too intrigued by why in the world such a man would be interested in whatever happened to her . Sakura was not the one to life under the false illusion of a person`s value was not entirely measured by the amount of money he had in his bank accounts, but for how virtuous his soul was, simply because she has been received the wake up slap from the society`s harsh unfair reality.

"Uchiha Sasuke." The appetizing onyx eyed man answered her and Sakura was kind of found herself drown by how velvet and pampering his incredibly rich contralto voice really was and she swore she got chills creeping from the confinements of her chest whenever he opened those thin silky looking kissable looking lips of his to talk.

And her heart did a flip flop the moment a sinfully irresistible small smirk rose on the corner of his pressed lips when he dropped the last thing she would have expected to hear from anyone in that lifetime. "And to cut long story short, I am a vampire."

She promptly and totally unexpectedly burst out laughter and not necessary because of the ridiculous thing that he has told her, but more for the fact that he seemed to be rather serious, like he was truly meaning every syllable he spoke. "What?" She didn't quite mean to be arrogant, but there was a hint of cockiness mixed into the disbelief of her voice, which was all but screaming that she didn't believe a single word, which was understandable. "Do you think that if I want to take my life, it is because I am nuts?"

Sasuke was many things, but an idiot he was definitely not. He didn't expect the girl to believe him. He would have been stunned to find out that she actually did, which would only confirm his suspicion of her being out of her mind, but the girl seemed rather level-headed and intelligent. "I am telling you the truth."

It was quite uncommon and many times forbidden for a vampire to reveal his identity to a mortal, simply because the society was not in the bit prepared to learn that there was another species at the top of the food chain, being far superior to the human race.

Coming to the light and making it official that such creatures, wielding immortality and possessing intangible powers, being a fearsome imminent danger to the weaker and more vulnerable Homo sapiens sapiens, would throw the entire world into a crisis and the reign of fear would be the one to rule, which everyone wanted to avoid.

So it was an entire secrecy among the highest and most exclusive circles, including the world`s leaders and military organizations who were aware of the existence of vampires, making a living along the humans, and they took every single necessary measures to ensure that humans would never find out about their existence.

So Sasuke actually broke a silent agreement of both parties to never bring the topic into the public`s eye, by admitting it to the helpless slightly trembling girl, but he did it anyways. He wasn't the only one, that was for certain, but then again, he was not an ordinary vampire either. He was their Prince.

"Do you think that I would ever believe such a thing?" The girl threw back to him and Sasuke quietly assessed her trying to understand why the heck did he actually lose his time with saving her? And the answer came to him in the next two seconds when the unthinkable happened.

Even if his tranquil appearance betrayed nothing from what was going on inside his mind, Sasuke couldn't ignore the sharp sudden puncture of his growing two canines, molding in the familiar shape of a cone, and the two razor like fangs grazing the soft skin of his lower lip made him taste his own cold thick dark blood on the tip of his tongue and that sent alarming bells through his alert skull.

He knew all too well what it meant for a vampire`s fangs to show up when in the presence of another person or vampire: the blood he needed to nourish his growing thirst was flowing down her fine dainty body and it wasn't just worth of an ordinary mean, which he could easily skip by feeding from tomato juice or animals` meat.

No, it was an exquisite fest and the supreme blood experience which only happened when, surprisingly and sensually enough, those two parties were having a strange connection and they were compatible.

It was one thing for a vampire to drink the blood of a random person, because even if they were indeed immortal they needed to eat and feed like any other normal creature, but actually finding what could have been considered the fated one was something rather rare.

It only meant that the blood flowing through that emerald eyed girl`s veins would not only feed him, but would make him restore his strength and even help him grow stronger. Up until then, Sasuke has never encountered such a female, not even among the most noble pure blooded vampire clans, even if suitors were overflowing, since they were talking about an Uchiha heir.

And everything was clear for him, even if Sakura was more in the shadows than ever. The impulse to jump into the fire to ensure her safety, the way his all body trembled in anticipation when he touched her smooth skin, the mesmerizing scent of her natural sweet cherry blossoms scent, tingling his nostrils and senses like the finest ambrosia and the unexplainable attraction towards her, all fell into places.

He slightly cocked his head, making the silk strands from his bangs fell sensually over his smoldering sparkling sapphire orbs, deepening his smirk, while taking a nimble step towards her, pinning the rooted in place much smaller girl with his penetrating jet stare alone, while coming to shadow her like a predatory hawk.

"All of you live with your own preconceptions, clinging to the things you can grasp," His silk voice never went beyond the serene wind`s lulling level, sending cold shivers down Sakura`s spine, which in return started to grow aware of the fact that whoever that man was, was more than she would believe. "the things you call reality, might as well be an illusion, serving the sole purpose of keeping you safe, by not being told how this world truly is."

Seeing that the girl before him had troubles comprehending the meaning of his words, Sasuke decided to stop beating around the bush and be prompter. Yet, he kept his voice seductively low and serene, following her reactions closely, with an intuitive keen eye, observing the way she grew alert around him. "Are you able to accept that the fine veil between the world you live in, hides mysteries which go beyond your level of understanding and perception?"

"What are you talking about?" Sakura on the other hand, started to feel cold shivers creeping along her spine and the onyx eyed man`s presence started to make her feel uncomfortable. She couldn't simply believe such a ridiculous story, yet the fact that there was indeed a tangible suspense lingering above his shoulders and an intriguing mystery, was making her panic. "You scare me."

"How much do you know?" Sasuke shot back at her, ignoring her last statement. He had to be tactful and pay his cards right if he wished for the girl to follow him. It was vital for him to be patient and not lose gentleness and normally that would have been a breeze for a stoic steel like hard man like him, if not for the fact that he desperately needed blood.

"About what?"

"About everything. Want me to break it all to you?" Slowly so as if to let her know that he came with his heart opened and clear thoughts, not attempting to fool her into letting his guard down for even a moment before he would strike, Sasuke took a step forward, maintaining a pinning intense permanent eye contact with the entrapped girl. "You know nothing."

"I-I think I should go…" Sakura tried, yet when she wanted to beckon her legs to spin on her heels and make a run for it, she found herself glued to the ground, unable to move. Her mind and body were not synchronized.

"Where? Up there again? I warned you, haven't I? I will not let you do it."

"Please don t hurt me."

"Why are you afraid? Weren't you the one who wanted to die?" Sasuke came to stand in front of her, stopping at less than a step from her allowing Sakura to breathe yet letting her know that she was powerless and totally defenseless in front of his striking raw strong toned figure and she hasn't backed away from him. "Believe me, If I wanted to harm you, you wouldn't have been standing before me like this by now."

Sakura knew he was right, it was just so obvious. She knew that under those fancy clothes, there was a tantalizing sculpted body and that shirt he wore did less than nothing to conceal his protruding lean fibers. A man who no one wished to get into an altercation with. "I don't want to die!" Slowly but surely the stress has the after effect of losing her adrenaline rush started to take a toll on her and Sakura found herself blurting and shouting in his face.

Though, her bell like soft voice turned into a sobbing whisper when she cast her emerald eyes down, looking at their shadows ad feet, admitting. "But I don't want to live either."

"Then chose the middle way. Learn how to live."

"What? How? How can you be happy when living, while dying at the same time?" For Sasuke, Sakura looked like the typical example of a desperate human being who stepped so low, that even his most sacred belonging meant less than nothing, and that was his very existence.

She started to lose fierceness and guts to do something ever so stupid like committing suicide and only then was he able to take a glimpse of how fragile and heartbreaking her state really was. Was that girl even eating?

"I can show you. You just have to say yes, and come with me."

Was he serious? Sakura was suddenly at loss of what to do. She couldn't possibly go back home since she has run from there, without looking back even if Mebuki has threatened her that she would kill her if she went as far as to denounce them to the police or try to run away, but she knew better than to follow a random man with insane ideas, in the middle of the night.

Suddenly a heartbreaking feeling has thorn her heart in half, when the more than depressing thought of her losing everything, the impulse of ending her life once and for all included, entered her system. "I don't know you. I cannot follow a total stranger. I don't trust you."

"I am aware you don't, but know this: I entrusted you one of my deepest secret and I will probably pay the price for this treachery. When telling you who I am, I have endangered the entire race of my friends, family and brethren."

Little did she know that when Fugaku would find out, he would march down his apartment, to scold his ass for doing something so stupid and his father`s nagging and annoying rant was the last thing he needed.

"What are you talking about, vampires do not exist! They aren't real, this are all legends, stories unveiled from stupid myths without any solid ground-"

"They ARE real and whether you accept it or not, they we will still continue to walk past you, without you to notice it." Sasuke successfully shut her up with that statement, because Sakura couldn't deny that fact, it was logical if she were to think like that. "But you…for the first time in my life, there is one woman," Ever so softly, Sasuke lifted his left hand and, with a touch that was the very epitome of delicacy and grace, he traced the slim contour of her jaw line, soothing her and lulling her to indulge into the sweet fascination of his spellbound.

And when his thumb brushed past her full heart shaped luscious rosy lip, Sakura inhaled sharply once, holding her breath, the sensation being magnetizing. A slim long digit slide under her pointed chin, making her arch her neck and look into his onyx eyes. "-who makes me feel things I have only been told of, but never experienced befor." The things coming out of his mouth were ripped from a fairytale story book and Sakura felt her heart pound inside her chest, like a trapped lady bird, sending shivers along her forearms. "For that special one, I will grant her a wish."

Shimmering forest green hues went wide as the full moon`s round shaped fading blue halo when she heard what he was willing to offer. There was no trace of arrogance or mockery into his tone, he was being dead serious. "Anything you want, you name it and I shall make it happen. I will give you anything."

For a girl like Sakura, such things belonged to the realm of sweet dreams and fantasies, but never meant to transcend into reality. It was too idyllic to be true. A drop dead incredibly gorgeous and probably insanely rich man has popped out from the limbs of darkness, stopping her from jumping of the bridge, saving her life in a way that would probably blow up all her physical perceptions over the surrounding world, offering her the world on a silver plate.

Her sharp keen observant mind was quick to formulate the most reasonable question, which she has whispered to him and inwardly, Sasuke applauded the young woman before him for her wisdom and smart mind. "In exchange for what?" Perfection always came with a price.

"In exchange for your blood." He simply told him, as casual as he was talking about the latest football results and her jaw dropped to the ground, while her emerald incredulous orbs almost budged out of their sockets.

"M-My blood? B-But you told me you didn't want to kill-"

"I am not a murderer. You will live. I will never hurt you."

"Then how? Are you some sort of loaded creep, with bizarre fetish and sexual odd fantasies?" If anything, the fact that he was a vampire or some stupid bizarre creature was anything that she was never going to accept and all her emotions and her thoughts were unfolding before Sasuke`s onyx orbs like an opened scroll, reading the contents of it clearly.

He sighed and opened up his mouth, flashing her his set of pearl white set of canines, understanding that the beautiful rose haired young woman was the kind to only trust what lied before her eyes and whatever was within her reach. And her hands covered her mouth and she jerked her head from his touch taking two steps behind horrified. "Oh dear Lord! This cannot be real! This is a nightmare, I am dreaming. You are not here. This is impossible, no way, no freaking way!"

He patiently waited for her to snap out of her shock, following every reaction she had, starting from her rapid rises and falls of her chest, her accelerating pulse, the erratic desperate inhales and exhales, the astonishing glint of her twinkling jade widened orbs and quivering lips.

But when he saw that she was starting to hyperventilate while her gaze hasn't shifted from his fangs, he attempted to approach her once again, but she stopped him with her visibly afraid stutter. "N-No, don't come closer! Stay away from me!"

"What would you do now?" Sasuke interjected, remaining glued to his position, while his fingers wrapped around his knuckles, fisting and pressing down his palm, stopping himself from doing any excessive gesture that might make her feel threatened by his presence. That would start to take an unfortunate turn of events which he didn't like.

"I-I will run from you and go ho-" words refused to come out of her mind when Sakura was slapped back into the cruel reality, realizing that she didn't have a place to turn back to. And her foster family was clearly not an option. If she went back, they would kill her, she was sure of it.

"You said you don't have a place to return to." Sakura nodded feeling a pang down her chest, akin to a claw tearing her heart apart, and she cast her turning sad emerald orbs down to look at her bare toes, brushing the short blades of the grass. That time, she heard Sasuke`s approach but did nothing to step away from him.

Whatever would do to her, it didn't matter anymore. And somehow, an unexplainable dainty whisper coming from the most secured spots inside her mind told her that the raven haired gorgeous male wouldn't hurt her.

A lean strong hand encircled her petite waist, coming to rest on her lower back, bringing her closer to his hard steel carved body, slowly and she hasn't protest. If anything his beauty was overlapping to the maddening thought of him not being human and she wouldn't deny the fact that up until then, he did absolutely nothing to reveal his bloody intention to harm her in any way. In fact, his elegance never stopped to amaze her. "You can come and live with me and no one will touch you. I promise you. You are going to be safe."

"What do you really want from me?" The things he was telling her were surreal and the rose haired woman couldnt comprehend what could she possibly have to offer for a man who seemed to have everything, since he was so willing to go so far for a no one like she was.

"I have already told you. Your blood, this is what I need from you."

"Why mine? Why not anyone else`s?" For one moment of craziness, Sakura allowed herself to indulge into that crazy ridiculous and hard to believe story and believe his words, supposing that vampires were indeed, more than a legend.

"I will tell you if you agree. I have already disclosed you too much. Anything more will put your life into danger. They are quick to deal with the ones who pry too much into our lives."

"You promised to help me fulfill a promise in exchange for me….letting you to…" Sakura trailed, not actually having the strength to voice out a thing that was making bile raise her mouth. If anything, it was a rather disgusting thought, that only BDSM practitioners would maybe found it entertaining, but definitely not someone as laid back and reticent as her. "Was it true? Will you do anything I ask you to?"

His answer went smooth and unfaltering, leaving no room for interpretation. "Yes."

"Then I will tell you exactly what my wish really is." She had no idea of why was she willing to succumb into such a mad thought, but Sakura rose her forest green orbs, gazing into his pearl black ones and made up her mind. "I want to…feel. For the first time in my life, I want to feel alive."

Those were the dear words coming straight from the bottle of her heart, and Sasuke was taken aback by the candid unusual request. If anything, he expected her to ask him material things, considering the fact that she was most likely living in poverty, such as cars, expensive clothes, jewelry, holidays or even sexual favors, which wouldn't be shocking, considering the fact that he was the embodiment of any women`s ideal of a sensual dark desire and ideal of a hot man.

Apparently, that young woman, with the most vivid sparkling forest green hues was slightly different and more profound from the majority and he appreciated her for that. Needless to say that the deeper her way of thinking was, the most difficult to fulfill her request would be.

"Your name was Sasuke, right?" The man before her nodded once, secretly wished for her to say it again with that feminine innocent touch delicate voice of hers and she did, like reading his mind. "Then Sasuke, can you do this for me? This happiness that everyone talks about…I want to be happy too, even if it is for just one moment. I want to know how it is."

If anything, Sakura has long came to terms that she wanted to die and her resolve was still unfaltering, yet she didn't want to let it go before she knew exactly the things she decided to give up to. What was the use of struggling for 21 years, if she didn't get the chance to feel the supreme human emotion dancing on her own heart`s melody? Then everything would have indeed been in vain. "I have never been happy, this is why I want to die."

Unbeknownst to the rosette, a crystal drop of tear sparkled at the corner of her glassy emerald eye, flowing down her rose kissed cheek, but it didn't go unnoticed by Sasuke. She was slightly weeping and it was all because she felt something stirring into that bottomless abyss of her solitary heart stir, like the most candid timid emotion struggling to come to light and she hasn't expected such a thing.

But she couldn't help it, there was something unexpectedly emotional regarding her unexpected encounter with Sasuke and for one moment, she felt like someone actually cared for whatever happened to her life. And that broke down the walls around her heart, making place for his elegant presence to enter and peek inside.

"Tell me your name." He sensually requested and she felt her heart starting to pump faster. There was something sensational about his impossibly inky orbs which she couldn't decipher, yet she simply couldn't look away. They were incredibly beautiful. Out of that world, dare she say.

"It`s S-Sakura. H-Haruno Sakura."

A ghost of a smirk grew on his lips and he repeated her name, rolling it ever so seductively over his tongue, giving her a noble and dignified resonance. "Sakura. So fitting." His warm hand came to the fluttering long petal rose locks of her hair, fluttering past her temples, coaxing her to relaxes under his touch, it felt like heaven and unnatural graceful. "Do you have anyone? A family? Friends? Living relatives? Pets? A boyfriend? A fiancé?" He quickly saw she wasn't married, gazing at her bare finger.

Truth to be told, even if she would have been, he wouldn't have given a damn about it.

"No. I have no one, beside my foster parents and I can hardly relate to those people." She averted her gaze to her bare shoulder, follow the contour of an older scar grazing her pearl fine luscious skin.

And she has almost had a heart attack, when Sasuke's hand traveled along her forearms and traced her bare cold creamy skin, making her shuddered under his magnetizing touch. He said nothing, yet his smoldering eyes were hard and somehow flaming at the idea of someone doing such a thing to the creature in front of him.

He felt fury boil he wanted to go and murder those people. In his mind, he already planned to do so. "I cannot promise you to bring you happiness, Sakura. But I will show you my world if you will let me and whether you come to enjoy the way I live, or not, will be your own free decision."

She understood what he meant by that. Sakura could clearly see that Sasuke was definitely a reasonable intelligent man, who would never venture in promising something that was not in his ability to make it happen.

Of course he couldn't assure her that his view of happiness would be similar to her own, but she appreciated his honesty. Yet, he was willing to give it a try and he was being very honest with her.

"Can I really live a-among vampires?" That was truly something which scared the heck out of her. She still had troubles believing him, but if that would be true, then two opposing words would collide and Sakura wasn't sure that her mental strength was stronger than a vampire`s.

She would enter a world she knew nothing off, entirely depending on Sasuke.

"We have been living together up until now. The only difference is that we have never met." He smartly shot back to her, silently assuring her that he knew everything of her concern, yet she should be afraid.

She nodded once and threw a quick glance around like she was pondering things for one more moment. He waited patiently for her to make up her mind. Though he knew that vampires could be brutal, impatient and thirsty for aggressively, Sasuke was far superior in attitude and manners. He won't force any woman into anything. That would be the ultimate shame to cast upon his reputation and his family name. "Must I come with you now? What you see…is everything I have. You see I am not exactly having any mone-"

"My home is not far from here." Sasuke decided to cut her short, already knowing what she wanted to say, but wouldn't allow her to get embarrassed by her modest condition. "Your simple agreement is enough. Anything else, I will give it to you." She blushed at the innuendo of his words and the prospect of truly going to live with such a fine man under the same roof. "You will have everything you need. I will make sure of it."

He wrapped his hands around her waist once more and that time she fully leaned into his chest, welcoming his incredibly inviting warmth, enjoying the feeling of being embraced by someone. "Aren't we going?"

"We are. Get ready, this will probably be fun." Before she had the chance to question about what exactly did he have in stock for her, a quick flicker of his eyes got them out of that depressing poorly illuminated place at top speed.

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Next thing she knew, they were on a different part of the city which she knew it belonged to the richest people, because only they would afford to shop there or buy flats and houses there. And it was quite the experience to step in there, without being considered a beggar and a thief.

"Whoa! That was rather unconventional."

"I am no ordinary man either." He shrugged and beckoned her to follow his tail, to the entrance of a tall modern building, made entirely of blue tinted glass, having a spectacular shape and she did. They went inside the building and Sasuke quickly lead her to the see through glass elevator, pressing down the golden button which indicated the 13th floor.

She would have laughed at the number of choice, if she wouldn't have been so busy with ogling, gaping and marveling at the city lights, gluing her nose on the sliding doors and marveled looking around. "Whoa! So pretty!"

Sasuke smirked at her fascination, knowing that she was poor and she would probably find everything spectacular and special, akin to a kid lost among the shelves with candies and toys, but somehow she was interesting to follow.

Sakura was so very different to the kinds of women he has been introduced to and no one has managed to add so much mystery, fascination and innocence beside her name, like the rose haired beauty in front of him did.

He casually leaned his back on the shut doors, letting his gaze lazily stroll over her body, while she was busy gaping at the sudden abundance of luxury enfolding before her starry eyes. She was thin and fragile looking, probably because she didn't have money to properly feed, yet her skinny condition did nothing to conceal the natural blissful grace that Mother Nature has gifted her with, because the siren curves, the delicate falls and rises of her slender hips and the firm rounded swell of her supple breasts were sending his blood straight down his pants, imagining all the ways he would like to touch her and how.

Her skin looked and felt like the polished surface of a pearl luscious pearl, and it was silkier than the finest material. The simple slim tank top she wore taunted him with a full view over her slender straight spine and lean shoulders.

But the thing that mesmerized him from the very beginning was the unusual shade of her cashmere long pastel rose tresses, which were delicately brushing past her waist and he still had the feeling of her hair on the palm of his hand.

Sasuke has never encountered someone with such a natural hair color and he found it special and beautiful. And of course, then came her twinkling garnet green big eyes, which stunned him with the angelic innocence playing into them. There were subtle hints of pure golden mixed into the bright forest green shade of her irises and the vampire prince swore he never saw anything to resemble ineffable in such an irresistible way than she did.

In the limbs of the night she looked like the human personification of the blooming moon, creeping from behind the velvet clouds, shining through the limbs of the night, with an ethereal fascination of a maiden in an ancient sacred temple and he simply couldn't tear his hues off from the irresistible image of her innocence.

A loud short 'dang' signalizing their arrival to the wanted floor, followed by the doors sliding open. "Come." Sasuke instructed as she eagerly followed him suit, silently thanking all the Heavens that there was no one around at that hour to see her. She was still looking like a tramp without shoes. They got out in a long honey and vanilla painted hall with a red carpet on the floor, while Sasuke slipped his hand down his back pocket, opening his wallet and taking off his access card.

He slide it into the lock of the last door from the end of the hall, and held the door open for her to step inside first and it was not exactly the image she had in mind, when he dropped the shocker that he was a vampire.

In all honestly, Sakura expected to come across some sort of underground base, with a heavy gothic touch and all sorts of creepy things that she only seen in movies, namely candles of all forms and shapes, crucifixes, weird vintage paintings and heavy furniture and of course, the cherry on the top: a giant coffin occupying the middle of the room, all but screaming 'Dracula-still-nerfs-your-vampire-idols'.

She found nothing of that kind.

Instead, she came across an ultra-luxury modern flat, with an astonishing panoramic view on the skyscrapers and the sea and it was beyond spectacular. "Wow, this is…not exactly what I would have expected."

"Were you afraid I will sleep in some uncomfortable rigid ancient coffin, surrounded by candles, spiders' webs and bats?" Sasuke smirked when she pursed her lips and averted her emerald ashamed eyes from him, feeling stupid forever entertaining such outrageous foolish thoughts, but he understood where she was coming from.

The mortals have only been served idiotic stories and presented a distorted side of the story, though imbecile books and horrid movies, which were far from reality. She wasn't the one to blame and she wasn't quick to judge him.

"Well kinda…to be honest, yes. Sorry."

"It is ok." He turned on the lights and followed her roam around not touching everything. "I know it might sound cliché, but feel free to use this place at your own content. And before you start to freak out, I am living alone. My parents live on the other side of the town and they never come."

She didn't question about the reason why would someone who has been blessed with a family refusing any sort of contact but there was something indecipherable and weird playing into those black sapphire eyes of him, which alerted her to keep any thoughts for herself and she did. "This is beautiful. Can I?" She meant the veranda. Sasuke nodded once and she wasted no more seconds, pulling the curtain and sliding the door open, stepping outside.

She has been welcomed by a cool wind blow as her widened eyes mirrored the million twinkling stars decorating the velvet open night sky. The fool moon was emerging from the sea and Sakura couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the city she has always lived in.

She hasn't realized how beautiful the skyscrapers were, pointing proudly towards the majestic sky, their lights were flickering and the vibe of the city was giving her a distinctive feeling of freedom and security. For the first time in her life, Sakura wasn't feeling threatened. There was no Kizashi to come and beat her, there was no Mebuki to call her a nuisance and there weren't school mates or teachers to mock her for being a poor sewer rat and a beggar.

"As long as you don't try to jump again." Sasuke came to stand beside her, turning his back on the railing, leaning on it, arms crossed, gazing at the rose haired enchanted lady.

She was almost ashamed of her behavior, coming to realize how stupid her conduct really was. It looked like a good idea back there on the bridge, but when she came to his home, standing at the top of the world, she learned about how idiotic that truly was. "This is amazing!" The emerald eyed young woman breathed dreamy, letting her orbs dart to ever single detail, following the pattern and design of various shops and rooftops.

"I know. This is the reason why I bought this flat." Sasuke told her evenly, and Sakura turned her head over her shoulder to gaze in his general direction. The full moon was glowing behind him, making him perfectly blend into the wings of the night, highlighting the electric blue hints from his raven rebel spikes. She felt her butterflies flutter down her stomach making her pulse accelerate. He was so goddamn beautiful, that it was impossible for her not to look at him with those eyes.

And maybe that was why Sasuke wasn't bothered by the way she was looking at him. Unlike all the other women, her emerald hues were not full of lewd thoughts, her gaze wasn't lustful nor offensive, she was just admiring him like she was seeing something beautiful, which she liked. "Are you hungry?" He inquired and Sakura nodded energetically, biting her lower lip. He could bet she was.

"Very." Sakura knew that hasn't eaten since yesterday and her stomach was killing her but she didn't want to be a bother. She was hardly offered something to eat, since Mebuki and Kizashi didn't quite care about her and she mostly lived on the neighbors'` pity. Yet she never asked for anything from anyone. "B-But it is fine, I am already used to not eat for da-"

"-Will something Italian be on your taste?" He cut her short, not even wanting to imagine her being forced to starve, because that thought was making him feel sick, so without waiting for her to answer him, the young Uchiha vampire was already tapping something on his expensive phone and she followed his moves, fascinated by his elegance and refinement.

"What are you doing?"

"Ordering from my favorite restaurant, what else? Cooking is not exactly my all-time passion." He casually informed her, while he glued the speaker to his ear, locking his gaze with her, waiting for the polite answer of the woman`s sugary coated voice on the other side of the line.

Sakura raised a confused fine coral eyebrow at him, feeling rather guilty that he had to go through all that trouble because of her. At least, that was how she viewed such an insignificant gesture coming from someone like Sasuke. "D-Do vampires eat as in…normal food?"

"Yes." Before she had the chance to throw another set of questions, she saw his onyx eyes dart to the tallest building behind her back, mumbling something in Italian and she was secretly drooling at his sensual flawless accent. Amazing how he could turn such an unimportant casual thing like listing types of food from a menu, into something so aristocratic, but she guessed it was the fascination of encountering someone who was different from her.

But Sakura surely could feel the anticipation of touching something tasty rising over her skin, along with the cold shivers from spending so much time under the cool night, in such thin clothes, but she didn't quite care about the state she was in when she run away from the torture chamber that has served as a home for so much time, when her sole intent was to die.

Sasuke`s velvet baritone voice made her snap out of her depressing thoughts, beckoning her to follow him back inside which she did, after she threw one more glance over her shoulder, to memorize the delightful scenery. "Come. I will show you your room. It is the guests` room actually, but the name is purely symbolic. I have never actually used it."

Curious as where how her room would look like, Sakura eagerly followed the handsome Uchiha`s lead and her mouth turned into a surprised 'o'. Just like the rest of his luxurious spacious home, that room was very modern, the walls were asymmetrically cut and painted in a soothing combination of golden and light lavender, with a very modern architecture.

The furniture was also stylish and sophisticated, yet they weren't cold and lifeless, but rather warm and cozy. She was immediately drown to the huge wall made entirely of glass, which, just like the living room, offered a breathtaking panoramic view over the city and the sea.

"You can always see the sun rise from here." Sasuke explained, following her movements with a calculating keen observant eye, while the rosette was looking like she wished to touch anything, but didn't know if she should.

"Can I really sleep in here?" Her siren soft happy voice was like a choir of cherubs playing the harp into his living room and Sasuke couldn't help but marvel at how different from him she was, yet how natural was she fitting into his place. He nodded once, smirking when her forest green orbs filled with joy and hope. "Thank you!"

For the first time that day, Sasuke actually saw that coral haired young woman smile and she was easily competing with a morning beaming sun shine in August. The moment she has curled up her appetizing heart shaped full lips up to grace his view with a full hearted smile, revealing a set of pearl while teeth, something flickered into his chest.

All her graceful swan like features were glowing with an unusual golden light, while the sparks inside her viridian golden orbs grew in intensity and he found her ethereal. "Where is your room?"

A ghost of a smirk took the place of his impassive façade, when he cocked his head and taunted her. "Why so curious?"

"For nothing. You don't have a coffin inside, do you?" She pouted comically and Sasuke couldn't help but chuckled darkly, making rapid tremors roll down her spine at how incredibly hot his voice sounded. "You do?!"

"Wanna find out?" In a blink of an eye, he shifted his tall handsome frame from the door step, materializing right before her stunned emerald eyes and she gasped. He was fast as light and moved with the easiness of crane grazing the infinite azure.

"I am a man of my words, and I promised to help you fulfill a wish. I will allow you everything to make it happen." He breathed to her, while Sakura was slightly taken aback by the way he suddenly eyes, looking at something in the other corner of the room, looking like he was dizzy and confused.

"Are you ok?"

He was hardly feeling all right in that moment. Sasuke knew that using his Sharingan, while he has been deprived of human blood for half an year, only taking his necessary nutrients from the special blood pills developed by one of his genius friends, Hyuga Neji, who was also a convinced adept of living solely on pills and human food and fighting the urges to drink hot blood and harm people and tomato or carrots juice and red beef meat.

He was so weak that he was barely keeping himself in a standing position, even if he was good in hiding it from Sakura, but in reality he had no energy left into his cells. As repulsive as that might have sounded, to feed from a breathing living creature, he needed it. It was in his blood, it was the genetic heritage of his family and being an Uchiha automatically came to a greater need to feel a vein pump in between his fangs.

He let his gaze return to her, locking his gaze with her slightly worried and confused beaming emerald ones, while he brought his hand over her cheek where it lingered for a moment, feeling the softness of her porcelain skin, before he let his fingertips slide across her jaw and down her slim swan neck, along her pulse, clearly feeling her heart rate escalade under his touch. "You have no idea how much I need…"

She gulped and traced her tongue over her lips while her skin covered in goose bumps inhaling sharply once, startled by the sensations he evoked with a simple, yet so delightful feather like touch. There was something oddly familiar and natural in the way her body responded to his hot irresistible call which were making her feel like floating above the clouds.

Sakura was not oblivious nor stupid or a liar. She knew all too well the reason why she was there and the price she has been asked in return to him pulling out of the bottom of the society and bringing her among the finest and wealthiest. He already made it clear before he asked her for something in return. "Y-You have to d-drink from my…now?" She was beyond revolted and disgusted to imagine her blood being drunk by someone, but that was just her opinion as a mortal.

"I will not force you to do anything you don't feel comfortable with." She couldn't understand how it was such an outrageous frightening experience was supposed to be comfortable, but the dread was starting to creep from her chest while her erratic heart kept on pumping adrenaline through her system. She was very scared ad she wasn't hiding it. "I need your free consent for this. I already told you I will not hurt you."

Even if she knew that the moment to repay him would eventually come, she wasn't prepared for it to be so soon. And like any other human, she was afraid of the unknown, but Sasuke knew it all too well. He kept on stroking her cheek and brush her silk coral hair, while she unconsciously leaned into his touch.

What he was really doing, was to probe whether her inner spirit was indeed lulled by him, responding to his presence and he has been right. She was not afraid of him, she was afraid of what she thought it was going to be a rather nasty painful experience.

"How are you going to do it?" Her bell like soft tune inquired, while her lips started to quiver, yet she was fighting to hold back her lamenting. She has agreed to that so she wouldn't go against her word. She too had morals, even if she hardly had anything to eat.

"This is the only part of the puerile legends which is true." Something in his slightly hoarse voice has changed and Sakura couldn't help but shiver at the way he dropped it two octaves, making his alto tune sound darkly and sinfully delicious, like dark chocolate. "And I can promise it is the best part of it."

If anything, his gorgeous looks and sensual voice were the best aphrodisiac for any unpleasant sensation that would come, and Sakura paid attention to the way Sasuke parted his lips, allowing his canines to point down, looking sharper than a steel blade polished, yet it was nothing exaggerated nor entirely frightening. He didn't have sharp fangs like beasts from horror movies. They were slightly longer and had the characteristic shape, but nothing grotesque. And they were oddly fitting. If anything, there was nothing that could tame down his incredibly beauty.

Up until that moment, Sasuke has been the polite hot guy next door, who she would call to fix up her car, or the handsome stranger with a kind heart, but being in his home, with a twinkling city caught in slumber and a spending round moon as silent witnesses, completely changed the atmosphere between them.

And Sakura couldn't help but feel her emerald orbs get glassy and tad darker, while she could perceive the sparkling intimate sensation under her fingertips, lingering between the comfortable silence veiling the two of them. What was going on, why was she suddenly feeling hotter and more courageous under Sasuke`s bottomless onyx eyes?

There was something driving her to ask something of him that she secretly wished to ask from a man, but never had the chance to even dream of, since most of them were avoiding her like plague, yet the temptation was too irresistible.

Sasuke told her he would try to show her the meaning of that life and he gave her his word, so that was why there was something she wanted to request, before allowing him to taste her blood. An as egregious as it was, held some sort of mutual trust and respect, and it was exactly that consensus that she wanted to first touch, before putting her life on line.

"Can I touch you?"

She was afraid that Sasuke would harshly reject her rather bold and odd request or he would think that she was a major creep, but he hasn't even blinked, like he was expecting her to ask such a thing, daring her to be more opened to himself, with his silence.

Inwardly, the Uchiha vampire prince thought he would choke on his own spit. If anything, he didn't see it coming, that a girl like Sakura would have such a request, but he couldn't say that he was angry. On the contrary, he would have loved to throw her on the wall beside them, pin her back under that cubist picture hanging on it, and teach her how to properly touch him if that was what she wished, but he understood that she was more poetic and romantic in the way she thought, so he tamed down his lust and let curiosity take its place.

"Yes." His hand stopped on her collarbone, where he was kneading the protruding fine contour of her bone, exploring and feeling the junction of her shoulder and neck, with the life pumping through her, blinking once and leaned forward to whisper hotly into the shell of her ear. "Though I must warn you about something. I have no idea of how many mortal guys you have been with before, but being with a vampire is a whole other story."

She had no idea how it was to be intimate with a vampire, especially since she was a mortal tasting sin for the first time in her life. He wouldn't mind to let her find out, either.

Upon seeing how she shuddered at the way he rolled each word on his tongue and his velvet voice caressed her eardrums, Sasuke couldn't help but let his enormous manly ego add another sentence with an astonishing implication. "Especially when you are together with their Prince."

Forest green orbs went wide as the sun upon hearing that Sasuke was not just a simple vampire, and although she had no idea what a prince among the immortal ones meant, she realized that it was clearly someone with a vast influence upon the others.

Suddenly she grew ashamed and all shy again, averting her emerald eyes from his onyx slightly amused ones and her cheeks blushed. "I-I h-have...n-not...a boyfriend I mean. No one liked me before."

"Hn. I knew they were simple minded creature whose sole purpose in life is to be nourishment for." Ever so tenderly, Sasuke cupped Sakura`s bowed chin, lifting her head up, whispering to her lowly, darkly, seductively and mesmerizingly. "You are very beautiful. The most beautiful mortal I have ever seen." She wanted to say something, but no words left her parted lips, simply because she didn't know how to react, although she was deeply touched and flattered. Up until then, no one has ever praised or complimented her in any way, especially someone who looked like that.

"You tell this to any girls you want to...suck their blood?"

"I hardly talk to women. They are usually boring, shallow, materialistic, self-centric and only good for carnal pleasures." The handsome ebony haired vampire admitted, while he slowly dipped his head down, angling his face to mold between her collar bone and jawline, letting his hot tongue roll from his mouth, tapping her neck.

Startled by his sudden action and the electric bolt shooting along her spine, the emerald eyed girl`s hands flew on Sasuke`s shoulders, wrapping her trembling digits around the lean rounded bone, while she almost chocked on air.

"Ah!" Forest green intoxicated orbs squeezed shut, while her heart was thumping like a gong, making her feel lightheaded.

"Pleasure that I can give." Sasuke let his slick abrasive tongue graze along her lean neck and pulse, breathing hotly to the unmoving girl. "If I can have a part of you, then it is only fair you can have a part of me."

To prove her that he wasn't a man who wouldn't play far, nor a teenager ruled by raging hormones, without control, he briefly pulled back from her and with the precision and grace of an excellent pianist, he unfastened every button of his shirt, up to the last, while Sakura`s stare was being kept glued to the skin revealed before her eyes.

Now Sakura was hardly a pervert or a disrespectful person, without any shame, but she was also a young woman with a natural inborn fascination and attraction towards vigorous men, especially the ones who looked the way Sasuke was.

And if she thought his special unique looks was beautiful, his physique took her breath away. His incredibly smooth alabaster skin was carved in flawless sharp strong steel looking muscles, rippling from his broad Herculean chest, down his stomach, were a perfect set of eight packs was flashing before her eyes, in all their virile perfection.

He was crayoned in sharp lines and precise angles, every inch of his lean long fibers, oozing a masculine seductive strength, was ample and perfectly contoured, his slim long waist was wrapped with well-defined toned muscles, in a mouthwatering triangle shape and the taunting dark fine thatch from under his belly button was leading her darkened gaze down under his Jeans, inviting her to fantasize about how spending the rest of him truly was.

The glowing pearl pallor of his skin was emphasized by the dark navy half opened shirt, hanging on his broad lean shoulders ,creating a very erotic contrast with his appetizing rock hard body. If she was to judge Sasuke by any stereotype, he was the epitome of an imposing Greek statue of an glorious powerful deity, praised for both his strength and beauty.

Sakura has never seen such a sensual combination between a rather slim and slender body, and a set of incredibly toned and deeply carved like Sasuke did. He wasn't bulky, exaggerated or pumped, in a grotesque way. He was tall, thin and yet, his hard rock muscles were delicious, protruding and radiated a maddening warmth, lulling her into getting drown by their sight.

He was gorgeous as Hell, she couldn't deny it. Seeing that she was frozen in a trace like state, looking at him gaping, Sasuke took her right hand into his one and guided her towards his chest, where her fingertips tapped his heart.

She was slightly surprised to discover that, unlike the stories she heard –she had to erase an entire history of comic bands, modern romantic and tragically bloody novels and urban legends and folklore myths- he indeed had a beating heart, but unlike her own one, his sounded more like a swift precise steady Swiss clock and the rate was maddening fast.

Though, its pumping was like a joyful lullaby and she marveled at how amazing was his snow white skin feel under her fingertips, as she slowly let her fingers stroll down the ample valley of his rippling pectorals to his sculpted delicious abs. He was so soft and warm and she got chills inside her belly at the contact. "I have...never touched a man before." She hummed honestly.

Sasuke said absolutely nothing, but his mind was spinning like a windmill. Her touch was soft as at the first timid snowflakes in December and she burned him. His muscles stiffened under the elegant touch of her fingertips and her unmatched delicacy fascinated him.

Her frail purity was akin to a polished clear crystal, her innocent smile was jovial and radiant and their light was mirrored by the flickering gleaming emerald from her eyes. She was so unthinkably beautiful, that Sasuke found it an irony of destiny how the grace of a simple mortal has shadowed the jewel of the vampire women`s most seductive charms.

While the other female vampire were having a striking flawless glass doll`s unblemished features, Sakura`s untouched beauty was shocking him with her apparent simplicity and his trained eye for detail haven't missed the way nature has put its most masterfully print on the finesse and elegance touching her petal rose cheeks and pastel ivory porcelain skin.

She was so goddamn beautiful and for the first time in his existence, Sasuke has been truly fascinated by someone. A girl who wanted to take away her life, has crossed paths with him in one moment of fortunate synchronization.

It was pure fate`s hand the one who pushed Sasuke out of that party`s doors, sick and tired of drinking and having lascivious women grind on his body, touching him hotly and boldly, trying to get their ticket to a passionate night with him, or at least a sensual wet kiss, because has he been one second later, listening to Naruto`s drunks howlers and calls, Death would have taken her away from him and they would have never met.

The fact that he refused to empty the contents of his half full scotch glass, the tearing burning need to drink warm sweet human blood determining him to detach the dead drunk brunette woman`s clumsy hands from his shirt and push her away off him, before he pressed his fangs down her neck and do something he refused to, the first two stairs he tripped on and almost kissed the ground, if not for his inhuman fast reflexes, the red lights he avoided by taking another route to his home, the need to cool off his mind and feel the salty ocean breeze, tingling his sweaty temples, coaxing him to cross the arched long bridge, instead of the metro station, were all small coincidences which led to him get to meet Sakura.

Sasuke half shut his onyx eyes, getting dizzy from the way his every cell reacted to the feel of her on his skin, while she was carefully feeling every line, angle and swell of his iron steel muscles, sneaking his right hand around her waist, pressing his broad half covered upper body on her warm palm and gluing his lips on her earlobe where he planted a chaste kiss, growling hotly into her ear.

"Sakura." Her name rippling from his lips was pure nectar to her hearing, all adding to the irresistible fascination of his baritone deep voice.

She tilted her head and darted her emerald orbs from his breathtaking torso, to his onyx eyes, gulping once to alleviate a lump resting on her throat, licking her lips ones, feeling her skin crawl in anticipation of both the pain and an unexplainable strange pleasure when she saw his white canines gleam like diamonds. "I want to feel first."

He nodded once, understanding what she meant by that, while Sakura let curiosity to lead her hand to his handsome face and appetizing fine lips, tentatively pressing the tip of her index finger on his right pearl white sharp fine fang, reticent at first, not knowing what to expect from the sensation.

Her fear started to roll down her spine when she felt the sting of his razor blade canine on her fingertip, thinking about how bad would that puncture her soft sensitive skin when he would dig into her pulse.

Meanwhile, Sasuke was having huge problems in stopping himself from biting her when the most sensitive part of his mouth –his vampire teeth- came in contact with fresh hot flesh- but he couldn't stop from wrapping his long slick tongue around her digit, taking a long lick of her slim finger, tasting her skin on the tip of his tongue.

She felt like Godly nectar. Every fiber of his being was itching to touch her, taste her, feel her, have her close to him, inside him, over him, on his skin, down his mind, anything.

Sakura on the other hand, was barely keeping her composure, while her skin was trembling and her stomach felt queasy. A stunning half naked man was holding her waist, pressing their bodies so sinfully addictive together and the moment was intimate, hot and erotic.

The fascination of him being a vampire –such a dark embodiment of desire and thrilling danger- was sending jolts rolling down her belly, resting in between the crevice between her squeezed tight legs, making her grow wet.

"I am scared." She confessed, while her soft voice hasn't gone beyond a whisper, when Sasuke cocked his head, pressing his cashmere soft lips on her neck, fanning his hot mint over her pulse, planting soft kisses along her neck, occasionally suckling on her skin, flickering his tongue over the reddened skin, making her breath short moans in pleasure.

"Don't be. I won't make anything unpleasant to you, I promise."

Sasuke assured her, while his lips tattooed chaste butterfly kisses all over her neck, collarbone, coming back to the fine line of her jaw, letting his tongue trail wet lines of warm saliva over her pumping vein, while his other hand, which was not wrapped firmly around her waist, lifted towards her check, caressing her tenderly, occasionally brushing his fingers through her scalp, twirling locks of her silk hair around his finger, playing into her hair.

Although, he refrained from touching her in any shameful and sexual way and that was why Sakura felt her head went clouded, her vision glassy and foggy, and her body`s temperature grow in a nanosecond.

He promised he won't harm her and that included taking advantage of her naivety and aroused state to taint her modesty, so Sasuke wouldn't do anything to her, even if he would have loved to have her in his bed, squirming under him, begging for mercy while he rocked her and hear her scream his name to that round full arrogant moon.

"Oh!" She was startled by the feeling of his tongue and lips waltzing on her jaw chin and neck. He was averting her attention from the place she anticipated he would attack trying to cease away her preconceptions and the imminent scent of any sort of pain which she thought it would follow.

Also he knew what he was doing to her body. What he has intentionally refrained from telling her, was the fact that usually after a vampire drunk the blood of a human or occasionally another vampire, the lust and the sparkles of floating chemistry always lead to sexual intercourse, simply because the hormones and the senses were sent into a windmill of sensations, sending the bodies into fire.

He didn't plan on sleeping with her when he came to the proposal, feeling his knees started to quiver and muscles to get stiff and ach, being extremely weak, so that was not among his first priorities. But he wouldn't say no to her if Sakura would desire to have him. Out of the countless women he slept with, she was the first one to make his interest sparkle, beyond physical needs.

When he pressed one more last kiss on her neck, he dropped his voice dangerously and sensually low whispering to her. "Relax. This is going to be really good."

"O-okay."

He traced his tongue to moisten her silk petal rose skin, almost regretting to having to make his mark on her and blemish it and as swift as a cobra with the same fine precision, he pressed his razor-shaped fangs down her pulse, until the luscious polished tip of the pearl white canines penetrated the throbbing artery, protruding through her soft skin, coming in contact with her warm blood and he growled lowly and darkly, while his chest rumbled.

Not even in his wildest fantasies, would have Sasuke imagined someone to taste so heavenly, like the sweetest peaches and cherries nectar and it was blissful. His left hand was stroking her cheek, caressing her face, while the fine rivulets of blood were rolling down his sharp stinging teeth.

The tip of his slick hot tongue was pressed upon her skin. An imperceptible venom like translucent liquid was leaking down his teeth, produced by his sublingual glands, in a similar way a snake would use to numb its prey, numbing down her pain completely.

When he assured her that it will not hurt in the bit, Sasuke hasn't been lying. In fact, by the way a dragged erotic feminine mewl escaped past her parted lips, he knew for certain that she was clearly enjoying the unexpected whole new arousing sensation.

In fact he didn't quite have the idea of how exactly she felt. "Mmmnnn…" There were stars twinkling under her fluttering eyelashes and her body was magnetizing with a numbing pleasurable sensation. She felt her inner walls throb, her heart was running madly into her pumping chest, her skin was tingling, burning and crawling in delight and waves of euphoria were spilling from the hot pool in the pits of her stomach, to the core of her most intimate regions.

Sakura was beyond aroused by how it felt, and the fact that Sasuke`s carved God like body was pressed upon her, making her get shivers down her spine at the overwhelming warmth he was radiating, penetrating his every pore, was only accelerating the sensation.

She could vaguely hear her own blood leak down his throat, yet she started to lose the contact with the outside world, while her dizzy mind was focused all on Sasuke. His scent was an alluring intoxicating mixture between salty ocean water, icy storm and burned sandalwood and rain forest, his lips were most pampering than pure cashmere and the low pitched throaty dark growl rippling from his vibrating chest has been insanely sexy.

He was damn hot and shockingly enough, Sakura didn't want him to stop doing what he did. Due to his word, it felt amazing! That was so intimate, she felt so close to him and it was uber erotic. Her quivering hands slide along his neck, folding around his neck, while Sasuke was losing the fight in favor of his pure vampire carnal lust, desire and cravings.

Up until then, such red salty vital liquid has been denied to him, and he was oblivious to it. If only he has met Sakura earlier, he would have feasted from the supreme sweet red blood; she was absolutely ravishing, her blood was richer than exquisite red wine and most syrupy than wild cherries.

The addicted midnight haired Uchiha vampire swore he lost his mind. He felt everything about her and he craved for each part of her. Her unique own feminine floral white lily and roses scent was making his own blood shot into his hardened bulge down his pants, while his all muscles were vibrating with an amazing uplifting energy that he hasn't felt in ages.

She was making every part of him come to life and little did he know that even if he was suckling the life out of her, with each drop of blood leaving her body. The rose haired woman never felt so many sensations washing through her trembling body, but it was marvelous.

Back on Sasuke's shut down mind, there was a tiny voice bumping at his conscience's doors, begging to be heard, screaming at him to stop before he really killed her. It was the frightening thought of losing her and being her murderer the thing that made him clench his strong sharp jaw and stop himself on time, feeling the girl going dizzy and barely standing. The only thing that prevented her from dropping down her knees, was his firm strong secure hold on her.

Her small limp hands were having a loose hold around his neck, while her fingers where entangled into the silk midnight locks from his nape and she was reminding him of his mother`s tender play into his hair, to soothe him.

Forest green orbs fluttered opened while she was lazily looking at him, smiling softly, while she looked exhausted and slightly panting. "Y-Your e-eyes…are red!" In his briskness to satiate his thirst for blood, Sasuke has totally overlooked the fact that his eyes were blazing of the same color, as his Sharingan was giving his onyx irises the peculiar shape of a star, spinning. "I like them."

Sasuke would have expected for her to be frightened by him, but stating that she found them pleasant was something that took him by surprise. A warm hand touched his left temple, while he tightened his hold around her back and shoulder, keeping her pressed into his body and the affectionate intimacy startled both of them.

"Where have you been hiding from me for so long?" His velvet rich sensual masculine voice was lulling her into sleep, adding to the fact that she has lost God only knew how much blood, yet there was no pain and no uncomfortable feeling.

In fact, she has never felt so cared for and if those were to be her last moments, then she had nothing to regret. "I know you are dizzy. Don't worry about it, it is only temporary, until your level of minerals stabilizes and you eat something."

As if on cue, the doorbell rung twice and Sasuke knew that it was the familiar distinctive code of his favorite restaurant`s catering service. "The food has been delivered." Not wasting anymore time, Sasuke scooped her into his arms easily, seeing that she was light as a dove`s wing, strolling to the kitchen, carefully letting her go.

When her bare feet touched the floor, she almost fell if not for Sasuke`s hand wrapped around her arm preventing her from doing so. She put a hand on the round white table, standing on the chair, feeling nauseous and dizzy.

She blinked rapidly to make her foggy doubled vision clear, while Sasuke opened the door and paid for the food, allowing her a moment alone to get a hold of herself. She wished he didn't because somehow she didn't want to be alone. Not in that moment.

He was back before she had the chance to get panicked, not knowing what to expect next. She brushed her fingers over her pulse, amazed to not feel any sort of discomfort, apart from a tiny tingling sensation and no trace of blood, only two holes no larger than what a fine needle of a shot could do.

"My saliva numbs the pain and stops the blood from leaking." Forest green eyes followed Sasuke`s tall slim silhouette approaching her, placing two bags on the table in front of her, unwrapping the boxes. The fragrance of warm fresh food entered her nostrils and her mouth watered.

So that was the reason why on the exterior, one could have hardly deduced that something was indeed wrong with her. "This…I was disgusted at first but it wasn't bad at all. It felt great." She admitted, while her lace like soft pearl white cheeks blushed like a red rose in bloom. But she was honest with him. "How do I t-taste? For a vampire, I mean."

To her surprise he slightly frowned, dragging the chair beside her, placing what looked like roast beef meat, with a delicious looking tomato sauce. "You are not a piece of meat. It is not entirely about your blood. Do not think for a moment that I am using you like a disposable object. Every part of you feels….divine."

The onyx eyed Uchiha blurted casually, while he used his slick tongue to lick his lower lips one then rolled over his getting normal again canines where fine lines of her blood were, but he was so sensual that it made her inner walls throb and she was startled by the sensation.

Sakura could easily tell that, comparing to the way he looked when they met some couples of hours ago, Sasuke looked way better and less sick. If possible, he was looking stronger and more handsome.

There was something that Sasuke knew all too well, coming to his mind the moment he saw the rose haired girl, who went as far as to let him drink from her blood, even if he has been a stranger she has only met, without too much complain, barely touching the food in front of her.

The exchange of body fluids with a vampire would give her strength. A vampire's saliva was full of nutrients helping them when they didn't find food and for a mortal they were ambrosia. Of course that it applied to other means of exchanging fluids, making love including.

He was sorry for her, since the young emerald eyed rosette was already being poorly fed, underweight and skinny, but not hideous. "I can do something to help you quickly recover. A vampire body`s life force is really powerful and beneficent for humans."

Sasuke briefed her, while the jade eyed woman`s eyes darted from the pasta she was trying to wrap around her fork, without success, to his pitch sapphire black ones, curious of what he had to say. "There is something really simple you have to do, actually."

"Me?" She raised her fine eyebrows at him, managing to take a bit of pasta, barely preventing herself from moaning at the feel of such a delicious food into her mouth. She has never eaten something so good. "What exactly?"

He actually smirked at the emerald eyed woman`s inquiry, leaning towards her and slipped his finger under her chin bringing her one breath away from his over her face breath, whispering the words that made Sakura drop the fork into her plate, while her jade orbs went wide as two full moons. "Kiss me."

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The steady clicks of his polished elegant Italian shoes were tapping over the luscious floor, while his impossibly tall, slender outline was passing the mahogany and oak doors of the long narrow honey illuminated corridor, strolling towards the very last room, with the heavy doors covered in black leather.

A white envelope with a golden seal was resting in his left hand, while the other pushed the door open, after a polite knock, letting himself into the airy huge office. The sight of an enormous terracotta office chair, half turned towards the blazing sparkling chimney and a strong hand wrapped into a bloody red and navy blue silk traditional kimono, holding a crystal glass flute into his fingers, welcomed him.

"Father." The snow grey-ebony haired young handsome man greeted on his low flat polite lace like alto voice, getting the attention of the said man, who in return, spun his chair lazily around, scowling at the sight of the person who was resembling him like two drops of the same ocean. "Mother has told me you were in your office."

"Itachi. Your visit is unexpected." Uchiha Fugaku`s callous low dark voice echoed to the vast office, while the onyx eyes of his older son's staring right back into their perfect replica, haven't even blinked. He wasn't in the bit terrified or impressed by the commending had tone of his father.

"I assure you father that I am not here to nourish your suspicion. It is my foolish little brother`s actions the one you should be cautious of." The older of the Uchiha brothers injected, while he stretched his hand and threw the white envelope down his father`s office, right under his nose.

While his silk alto voice was stoic, smooth and impassive, Fugaku could sense a hint of venom dripped from the son who refused to be his successor, defying him and his clan. If anything, the animosity lingering in between the two Uchiha blood relatives transcended decades and the hate only made the rift between them deepen.

"What is the meaning of this?" The current leader of the Uchiha clan inquired sternly, not even dipping his head down, only letting his orbs flicker towards the white envelope, scowling.

"I have been informed that three hours ago, Sasuke has stopped a girl from jumping off the Onaruto Bridge and left together with the same person." Itachi informed his father, who in return hasn't even pulled a muscle. Surely enough his runaway older son hasn't come to his home uninvited just to gossip about Sasuke`s private life or rebel behavior, because if he did, then Fugaku was more than ready to not so politely invite him to go to Hell.

"And what does this have to do with me?"

"The answer is inside the envelope. Have a look."

Even though Fugaku would have never taken orders from anyone, let alone Itachi, he complied, slipping his fingers into the blank envelope, flickering his thumb over the golden seal. There was a photo inside which revealed the portrait of a person that the Vampire Leader would have never wished to see again, other than six feet under.

Gripping the luscious color photograph until the thin paper crinkled under the pressure, Fugaku`s stoic ebony eyes turned livid blood, while the fearsome Sharingan spun like a watermill filled by his scorching hatred towards the smug self-centered defying grin flashing back to him, from the picture. "What is the meaning of this?"

And Itachi`s answer did nothing to tame down Fugaku`s blazing urge to head to his other son`s place and handle the problem by himself, without bringing the urgent problem into the members of the Great Vampires Council`s attention. "They are related."

"For this one time son, I agree with you. We have a problem." Fugaku growled to his calm and collected older son, slowly rising from his chair, shadowing the large ebony office desk with his impressive menacing frame, pressing the speed dial key on his phone.

"Are you going to summon them for a meeting?" Itachi inquired, already knowing that his little brother has managed to get a sharp scythe to hang above his family`s heads and…he inwardly smirked. Sasuke didn't want to be played like a soulless and helpless brainless puppet and manipulated from the shadows, just like Itachi refused to. And that was the reason why he supported Sasuke, even though he did his job as a committed son to his family.

"For us the vampire to never be threatened by the vampire hunters again," Fugaku locked his flaming infuriated gaze with his son`s annoyingly placid one, his low baritone menacing voice dripping with venom, determination palpable into his obvious threat. "This girl must die."

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