An ItaSaku fanfiction modern/ vampire AU

Rated M

Romance/ Supernatural

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Naruto characters. They belong solely and completely to Kishimoto Masashi. I own only the storyline.

Warning: There are lemons but no sex involved in this story so read at your own discretion.

Now, faithful and (hopefully) of age readers, read on!

Day after day, night after night, we roam in search of prey to indulge ourselves. They call us immoral, they call us leeches, but in truth- we are nothing of that sort. When we feed, we take and give in equal measure. We do not snatch and we do not steal. We bring our prey to us, and they in turn bring more prey.

Present Day 2016, outside of Akatsuki.

(Sakura's POV)

"Hurry up!" my best friend and notorious gossip queen Ino screams from the front of the crowd, furiously waving her perfectly manicured hand at me, gesturing for me to hurry up and join her at the front of the line. "We were supposed to meet 5 minutes ago, forehead! Where the hell were you?

"Sorry, Ino- pig~" I was gasping as I maneuvered my way to her side, waiting in line to get into the hottest new club Akatsuki, "I had a last minute surgery. It didn't end until about 20 minutes ago…"

My name is Sakura Haruno. The most renowned doctor in all of Konoha, as well as the most extreme workaholic you could find anywhere in… well… anywhere. Why am I at a club, and with my obnoxious friend Ino Yamanaka of all people? Easy. Because they think I work too hard (ridiculous, right?) I mean, 20 hours a day isn't a lot…

30 minutes later, inside Akatsuki

"This is amazing, forehead!" Ino yelled in my ear as we moved together on the dance floor after taking a few drinks. We had both taken dance classes as children so our moves, even under the influence, were much more graceful and powerful than those around us. Our moves synchronized as we moved as one, in and out of the crowds. When boys tried to flirt, they were instantly rejected as we moved with the fluidity and grace of water nymphs thought the crowd.

"You're right, pig! I did need a night out!" I shouted right back at her, never stopping the sensuous movements of my hips or the graceful intoxicated movements of my hands. "I really have been working for too long. I've forgotten what it was like to..."

come to me...

I stopped mid-sentence as a voice echoed in my head. A voice that dripped honey and made me forget about everything but obeying...

"Hey... Hey! Forehead! You still here with me?" I snapped back to the present, the magic of the voice broken, in time to see Into waving her hand in front of my face.

"Heh... Heh... Yeah, I'm fine. Must have just dozed off a little... must be because of the stress from wor..."

come to me...

There was that voice again. Only this time, the words seemed more forceful, more dominating.

"Hey, Ino-pig" I called to her as I moved ever so slightly closer to her form, glancing around, feeling as if someone was watching me from the throngs of people surrounding us "do you hear a voice in your head?"

"What? Are you drunk or something? Why would you ask something like that?" Ino laughed as she danced away from me, clearly thinking I had lost my mind.

Forget about her and come to me...

There is was again, clear as day. echoing within my mind and taking control of my mind and moving my body like a puppet towards the door that led to the back exit of the club. My mind protested, but it was like my body had a will of its own. I fought to regain control over my own body as my hand slowly lifted itself and jerkily opened the back door and my legs stepped out into the cold and ominous air of winter.

Good girl...

Behind the club, in a secluded corner covered by shadows

(Itachi's POV)

I watched as she made her way towards me, moving with all the natural elegance of one of my kind. Her hips swayed as if she were listening to a tune that no one else could hear, her eyes clouded over as my mind control took over her body completely, moving her towards where I leaned against the wall, invisible to the naked eye. I could feel her mind waging a war against my powers, trying to regain what little control she had to begin with over her body... but to no avail. By the end of the night, and for as long as I deemed it, she would be mine. All mine. Completely.

(Sakura's POV)

Stop. Moving. I raged furiously, fruitlessly trying to stop my feet from moving forward mechanically.

"Resistance is futile."

I turned around, trying to locate the source of the vice as it seemingly echoed all around without a source.

"Hn" it said as the shadows behind me congregated and morphed into the form of a man. A very handsome man with a well defined face, sleep lines and a well- muscled body. "How amusing." He smirked began to circle around me, his fingertip gliding effortlessly over my barely concealed body. His foreign touch was so cold, and yet it brought to life feelings so hot that my body yearned to just give in.

"damn... you..." I gritted out through my teeth, managing to regain some control over the muscles in my body. I tried to resist his irresistible hands as they continued to lightly stroke my body. Up ad down, softer than a feather but enough for me to feel his intoxicating touch all the same.

"Hn. Still resisting. What a strong mortal you are." He spoke indifferently, fingers still brushing, curling around my pink hair, brushing the exposed skin from my face all the way down to my thighs. Leaning in, he brushed his nose lightly over the skin of the nape of my neck. Inhaling deeply, I felt, rather than saw, his sensuous smirk as he completed his circle and stepped behind me. "Expose your neck" he commanded, and much to my despair, my body obeyed, tilting my head to the side as he leaned in and inhaled my scent, his tongue slithering out and licking a trail from the base of my neck to the spot where skin and cloth met while his arms kept my body imprisoned flush against his body. I couldn't help it. That, and his previous ministrations. I let out a quiet moan as his elicited foreign and forbidden emotions from me. "My name is Uchiha Itachi, and from today on you will be mine. To do as I will" I felt his mind caress my own, stealing what little free will I still had from me.

"S... Stop" I whimpered, furiously trying to hold onto what was left of my sanity.

"Aa. Still struggling. How foolish." he leaned in again, this time lightly running his mouth from the nape of my neck to the juncture of my shoulder, following the path of his tongue. I shivered involuntarily, heat starting to pool in my stomach. "Then how about... this." He let his ice cold hand right hand slip under my crop top, fondling the sensitive skin underneath and teasing the underside of my breast. I couldn't bear it. My body arched into his and a moan louder than the previous one came tumbling out of my mouth. I felt his smile against the juncture of my neck as he continued to lap away, his motions building further pressure in my lower regions. Almost making the desire to collapse unbearable.

"Please..." I whimpered again as I struggled to control the feelings that came from his ministrations on my body, rubbing my thighs together to try and alleviate some of the pressure that was building up against my wishes.

"Hm...? Did you like that?" I felt his breath against my ear as his other hand, too, slipped under my shirt. Using his right hand, he slowly moved from the front of my body to the back, deftly undoing my bra clasp an ripped it from my body, along with my shirt. I gasped as the air hit me, my nipples hardening from the cold. His hands continued to tease my breasts, making me mewl quietly and arch against him wantonly.

"No... no! Stop" I continued to struggle minutely against his touch. He snarled against my neck, obviously displeased by my insubordination.

"Give up" he mused as his right hand crept slowly down my body until it reached my bottom of my mini- skirt. Slipping under and up, his fingers came into contact with my already soaked undergarments...

"Ah!" I could not contain myself as I moaned out loud as his fingers continued to trace up and down the apex of my thighs through may underwear, making me wetter and wetter.

"Oh? So wet for me already? Good girl." The stranger mused as his left hand trailed down my body, leaving cold trails and joined his right hand. Deftly, he removed my skirt and panties in one swift move, startling me as his fingers made direct contact with my most sacred area. "Do you want more?" He whispered against my neck, his fingers continuing to tease me, one finger running up and down my slit as the others teased my clit.

"N... no" I moaned, my mind resisting while my body betrayed my deepest desires as I felt one cold finger slip into my hot crevice. "Ahhhhhh!" I moaned out loud, this time louder than before. "P... please! Stop!" I thrashed against the stranger, feeling control over my body returning as he mused against my shoulder, nipping and licking non-stop.

"What strength. No one has been able to resist me as long as you have... But I wonder how long that will last..." He smiled evil against me as his lips began to trail lower, brushing against my spine, kissing each individual chord as he continued downwards, licking and nipping until he got was level with my ass. "Do you want more?" His velvety voice surrounded me, again trying to steal my will as he added a second finger to the first, pumping in and out, pleasuring me beyond anything I had ever experienced before. I could not think anymore than I could feel anything but what he was giving me.

"Do you want more?" He asked, more forcefully this time, as he pulled his fingers out until only he was only just slightly teasing my opening, there but also not quite there at the same time. I could not think anymore. All I wanted was to feel more of that pleasure, to be his. As if sensing my thoughts, he smiled against my backside as he moved his way back up my body. "Say it" he whispered against my throat once more, and that was when I felt it, the touch of fangs on my neck.

"Please..." I whimpered, wanting to feel the pleasure again but fearing his fangs.

"Louder, mortal. Shout it out" He growled as he sank his fangs into my neck. I gasped as he began to drink from me, pleasure bursting from where his fangs connected to my skin. He pulled away, and I mewled at the sudden loss of contact, wanting to feel that high again.

"Please... make me yours" I moaned, aching to feel his fangs pierce me, his fingers violate me, aching to feel the pleasure that I knew he was withholding. Once again, I felt him smile against me as he plunged his fingers back in, while adding another, and began to pound into me once again. I gave up all sense of control and began to move against him, matching his rhythm as he found my sweet spot, making me moan and writhe against him sexually

"Good girl. Now. Who do you belong to?" He mused against my throat as his fangs just barely teased my skin, sending small sparks of euphoria coursing through my body while he continued to slam his 3 fingers into me, twisting and scissoring, giving me a sensory overload of pleasure.

"I... I BELONG TO YOU. I BELONG TO UCHIHA-SAN" I screamed as the pressure continued to build with his hammering. He must have been displeased with my answer as his fingers began to slow down, making me cry out.

"Who do you belong to? Say my name, slave. WHO DO YOU BELONG TO?" He roared as he suddenly plunged his fingers back in, all five of them, and began fisting me.

"AHHHHHHH!" I screamed at this sudden but not unwelcome intrusion "I... I BELONG TO YOU! I BELONG TO ITACHI-SAMA". And with that, the pressure that had been building up broke and I came over his hand, panting as I continued to feel the shocks of pleasure running through me even after he extracted his hand from my cunt.

"Good girl" he soothed, stroking my hair as I continued to writhe from the intense pleasuring he had bestowed upon me. After a few moments, when my body finally came down from my high, he spoke again. "Turn around." I obeyed without question, my head cast down towards the cobblestones. "Look at me." I lifted my head, eyes locked to his, watching as he licked my fluids off his fingers one by one, my blood and cum mixing together as his sucked it all into his succulent mouth. "Hm. You taste delicious."His eyes were fogged as he enjoyed the taste of me throughly.

"M... Master..." I moaned as I watched his actions, drool dripping slightly from the side of my mouth as I let myself completely succumb to his will. My body nothing more than a puppet for his use. I watched as his eyes spiraled, turning from onyx black to crimson red with black tomoes within. Grasping my chin, he made me look directly into his alluring eyes

"Repeat. You will obey my summons."

"I will obey"

"You will come when I tell you to, no matter the time or hour of day"

"I will come"

"You will be mine"

"I will"

He smiled and beckoned me forward with his fingers in a "come hither" motion and I shuffled forward. He pulled me flush against his muscular form. "Kneel". I knelt down on one knee, eyes still locked onto his while he raised his wrist and, using his teeth, tore a gash in his arm. He held the wound to me. "Drink"

"... Itachi- sama?" I asked uncertainly, eyes staring unblinkingly at the beads of red

"With my blood in you, slave, the others will know that you belong to me. Only me. Now drink" he commanded, holding his wrist to my mouth.

"Yes, Itachi- sama" I lifted his wrist and drank from him. His blood brought delicious tingles throughout my body as I moaned again.

"Very good. Return to your life now, and you will not remember this until I call for you." He stood up, beckoning me to do the same as my previously ripped garments clad my body once again.

I bowed, "yes, Itachi- sama" as he disappeared into the night.

End

AN: Like, dislike? Please comment! This is (for now) a one shot. I am thinking of writing more for this particular story but it depends on you guys. Sorry if this might seem a bit OC like especially for Sakura but I couldn't help it!