It was already dark outside when the blond woke up in the white room of the hospital. His mind fuzzy but much better than before. He was alone. Not even when he ended up in the hospital would his mother let go of her job. Dei started to remember the events, remembering most of the details. Sasori was a vampire, a real one. Deidara had been obsessed with them since he was four, convinced to the core of his being they were real. His mother always discouraged such adoration, that didn't stop the walls of his old bedroom in NY to be covered in all kinds of posters, suspicious news reports and photocopy's of book pages. But Sasori was real. Real like the fist he was making on the linen covers.
Sasori decided to pay a visit to Deidara in the hospital, he had to prevent him from blowing his cover further, as the teeth marks he would have now weren't enough, the doctors had probably showered the kid with questions about them. He had brought flowers, tacky, but he was sort of apologising and it allowed him to enter Deidara's hospital room without as many questions, he went by as visiting friend. "Deidara..." he said, looking down and to the side, the flowers in his hand.
"Sasori-san.. the doc said I'll be alright, un." Dei said, patting on the side of his bed. He wasn't scaring the only vampire he could reach from being close to him, and now that he remembered that bite properly, he wanted more of it.
Sasori walked over, setting the flowers on Deidara's side table and sitting down at the guest chair. Slouched over, his bangs covering his eyes. "Deidara, I didn't mean to go that far this morning." He said.
"..." Stretching his arm to the side, the blonde tried to reach the vampire's arm. He desired to touch him more than anything, feel he was real.
Sasori watched Deidara's hand touch his arm. It felt, nice...in a way. He looked him straight in the eye. "Deidara... aren't you scared of me?" he asked, not masking his fangs that surfaced as soon as he was touched.
The blond shook his head as reply. "Not at all, un." Deidara held his stare with equal intensity, a small smile at his lips. ''This is awesome!''
Sasori looked slightly appalled. "Excuse me?! I don't understand. I'm a demon Deidara! I drink blood for food, and you find that... awesome?" He asked, shocked, but flattered a bit. Looked like this human was something completely different.
"Yeah, Sasori-kun, I've wanted to meet a Vampire for so long I... Besides, I'm sure you don't need to kill people every time right? Just feed from them some." Deidara exclaimed, starting to sit on the bed. "Mom always said these kind of creatures didn't exist... but I found out one really cute vampire, didn't I?" He continued, blushing heavily as he got on his knees to approach the red head, crawling to the edge of the bed.
Sasori observed the movement with apt eyes, he could smell arousal on the human's skin. "You... you're calling me cute?" he deadpanned, already concocting a way out of this.
Deidara nodded slowly, still blushing, his eyes lidded, dazed from both his current view and his still strong lack of blood.
Sasori smiled softly, there was an easy way out of this. "So you like me, beautiful human?" He spoke, barely above a whisper, drawing the other closer with his charms. He worked his mind to twine the weaker one of the human in the right way.
Deidara nodded once again, smiling silly. He could barely believe something like this was happening. He didn't even register his own words. "Sasori-san, I-I love you."
He smirked, minds were easier to manoeuvre when they already had the feelings in them, and the delicate blonde was fixated in him, were it because of his looks or the fact he was on the top of the food chain, it didn't matter, this would be how he would keep the blonde on a leash. The fact his body was the nicest thing he had set eyes in for a long time was a bonus. ''Are you sure about this, Dei?''
"I.. don't care Sasori-kun" The blond said, looking with his sky blue eyes into the other's "I've been like five minutes alone and it was enough to make me miss you a lot, un, please let me be with you."
Sasori's smirk grew to sinister levels. "Deidara, I could end up biting you again, if we get too close, I might not be able to control myself."
"I'll be fine Sasori, just please..." Deidara sighed and held Sasori's hand, drawing slow circles on the skin with his nail. "I want to stay with you Sasori~" He whined.
Sasori shivered at the feel of Deidara's warm hand holding his cold one, those circles drawing white silvers of pleasure down his back. He saw the cut he made and smiled. "I'm sorry I hurt you like this, promise I'll be more careful now. Your blood just smells so, so unlike anything I've smelt or tasted before. You have no idea what you're getting into, Deidara." He said, kissing Deidara's cut gently.
Dei just smiled and kept holding the other's hand like that, to dizzy to anything else. "It'll heal with time. Sasori-kun, un, why was it different?" he asked while settling back on the hospital bed.
Sasori looked at him softly. "It was different because it smelled sweeter then anyone else's in the school. I can tell who has good or bad blood and yours is the most pure I've smelt in a very long time. When the fist drop of you blood got into my mouth, it was overpowering sweetness, I've never tasted anything close to that before, after that, I just wanted more, your addicting." He explained, hoping that wasn't damaging the hipnossis.
The younger of them, giggled softly. "Oh really?" He was now trying to get up again, not caring if he was allowed to do that. "So my blood is like... hmm... like god's nectar or something, un?"
Sasori nodded "I guess you could say that. You should be carful though, vampires strive to find someone with blood like yours. You're lucky that I held myself back." He said softly.
"Then I should walk next to you right, un? So you can protect me?" The blond asked, completely abandoning the bed in favour of Sasori's lap. He knew all this could be really dangerous, or even be the cause of his death, but even so he wanted to be close to that red-haired vampire, like his existence depended on it.
Sasori looked down at him, in him a turmoil of thirst mingling with desire at the feel of the humans hands on his chest. "You have to accept the consequences of this you know? I'll try my best not to kill you, resist the temptations. But if you are going to be around me, I'm gonna bite you sooner or later..." He chuckled darkly ''Those are the rules to this game, Deidara. You'll no longer be free, you'll belong to me.''
Deidara nodded and cuddled Sasori's cheek. "I don't care Sasori-kun. You can bite me." weaved out, thinking of the sensation of the red heads teeth sunk deep on his throat. He laid his head on the other's shoulder, breathing hotly on the cold skin his neck. ''I'll belong to you.''
Sasori smiled softly, humans love so easily, he wished it was as simple for his kind, yet he did feel a connection to the boy, it felt like he knew Deidara forever, the way they were so close like this, this experiment would test his control to the limit, and make him much more patient.
"So... what am I supposed to call you, un?" Deidara blushed while asking. Acting playfully, he slid his butt closer to the other's lap, hugging him closer, playing with the small hairs on the back of his head.
Sasori smiled, wrapping his arms around Deidara's waist. He chuckled "Master, Danna, whatever turns you on.''
"Really?! So cool, un!" He smiles, leaning his head on Sasori's chest. "Danna... I love you."
"That's right brat." He said, smiling softly. He liked this little blonde blood package. No, this whole human, he liked the way this human was so soft, bubbly and naïve. He could to stop feeding from other humans then. Deidara would be the only one, and he would like it.
His cover was perfect. He would get comfy with the blonde.
Deidara smiled even more and kept leaning against his Danna's chest, listening his unusual heart beat. The sound relaxing enough to make the blonde feel sleepy. He closed his eyes and let himself slip away to unconsciousness in the arms of the predator.
Sasori smiled softly, petting Deidara's head. So warm, so soft... he couldn't bite him again yet. He kissed Deidara's cheek, smiling. This was better then anything he could expect this morning.
The younger curled his body against Sasori's. He was smiling, a light blush spreading on his cheeks.
Sasori put Deidara back in his bed, sitting beside him and holding his hand. He couldn't bring himself to let go of it... he would hold on to Deidara, he belonged to him now, his property, he would protect him from careless vampires... that and now he had a friend, that was a first. To the general public they would be boy friends, so he couldn't let him get sucked dry.
Little Deidara was now sleeping comfortably, snuggling under the sheets. He could feels his Danna's presence, which made him feel even more relaxed and safe. He wasn't feeling lonely on this human world anymore, now there was finally a vampire in his life.
Sasori stayed with him though the night, watching him sleep, the rise and fall of his chest. He skipped dinner, like so many other meals he would skip now. He didn't feel the need to sleep. In the morning, the doctor told him he could take Deidara home. Sasori agreed, picking up the still sleeping Deidara who was now in his clothes, and carrying him to his own house. He didn't know where Deidara lived, witch came in just perfect, he would prefer to keep the frail servant near himself from this day on.