Chapter 2: Shattered

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! What better day to update Black Rose than on Black Friday? Halloween, maybe. But I was to slow at typing this.

The song 'Words As Weapons, by Seether' covers the next two chapters. Which I highly recommend listening to at some point.

Beta'd by HeartSNS

Heads up: This is a story about a vampire fic that got way to real. I hold nothing back. And I don't sugar coat anything. Seriously, nothing. I'm determined to give you the full experience. The good, the bad, the hot, and the ugly. And it wouldn't be a proper horror fic without mental anguish and a smidgen of violence. Some parts in this might even have me questioning my sanity. So turn the lights down low, my lovelies; it's about to get real dark up in this bitch.

Disclaimer: No puppies were harmed in the making of this fic.

October 10th, 12:16 a.m.

Throwing open the door, Naruto spotted Sasuke down on his knees, hunched over the toilet as he retched. Both hands gripping the sides of the unsanitary porcelain bowl like a lifeline. His thick, raven hair was plastered to his forehead in matted clumps, damp with sweat as tremors wracked across his weakened body in violent waves.

In a flash Naruto was kneeling at his side. Using one hand, he lifted up the tousled hair from his friend's face, while the other rubbed soothing circles across his back. In hopes of easing his suffering, the blond whispered words of encouragement into Sasuke's ear.

Looking down into the toilet bowl had been a mistake. Naruto's heart sank in his chest when he spotted blood in the toilet bowl, his face drained of color.

Holy fuck. There was so much of it.

"Shit, Sasuke—Fuck! You're spewing blood, man. That can't be good. I'm sorry, but I need to get you to the hospital. Like right now. T-this—this isn't normal…you need some help." When the dry heaving finally stopped Naruto leaped up to his feet. "Fuck. I had no idea you were this sick. Why the hell did you come over when you're this sick, you stubborn bastard? Goddammit, Sasuke—I'll go call for an ambulance." Stressed out and fucking pissed off at Sasuke's blatant disregard of welfare, Naruto dragged a hand through his messy blond locks. "Give me sec—I'll be right back."

As Naruto turned to leave the restroom to go make the call, Sasuke's hand darted out, snatching the hem of his t-shirt with an iron grip.

"Don't." A raspy voice reach his ears.

Naruto jerked back around, clenched fists at his sides. "Don't?" The blond barked out a dry, humorless laugh. He was really losing his patience here. "What do you mean, don't? Are you fucking delusional? You're hacking up blood for Pete's sake, Sasuke! You shouldn't fucking be here right now." Naruto huffed out a hot angry breath. "I seriously can't believe your parents haven't taken you to the hospital yet. Now let go of my shirt. I'm getting you help whether I have to drag your stubborn dying ass out of here, or drive you there myself."

"No," Sasuke persisted. "I'm not going anywhere, Naruto. There's nothing the hospital can do for me."

Naruto nearly laughed. The command was not nearly as effective when he started coughing like a chain smoker all over again. Hell, he couldn't even look Naruto in the eyes! And the Uchiha death glare was the most effective tool in the man's arsenal.

"Bull-fucking-shit, Sasuke. Get your ass up and let go of me." Naruto yanked hard, freeing himself. "I'm not sure why you don't think a licensed, medical professionals in a state of the art facility can't help you, but at least let me call my godmother, Tsunade—she'll know what to do. She always knows what to do. If anyone can help you it's definitely her. She's the best doctor I know."

The second Naruto reached for the door it was slammed in his face with such force the hinges rattled and wood splintered beneath the pale hand. Naruto's heart skipped a beat. Staring wide-eyed in shock, the blond was pinned to the door as though he were a fly on the wall. Swallowing thickly, Naruto licked his lips, Adam's apple bobbing up and down in effort to pass the sudden dry lump clogging up his throat.

Once again Sasuke moved faster than Naruto could even register.

He never did reach that handle...

"W-what the fuck, Sasuke! I'm just trying to help here. Let me out!" Naruto glared over his shoulder, his voice coming out much squeakier than he'd like.

"You shouldn't've come in here, Naruto. Not when you smell like that. Not when you taste like that…" Sasuke breathed in deeply. God, no. Not the damn sniffing thing again. "I can't let you go."

"Fucking—Hell, Sasuke!" he snarled, twisting his body around so that he could face his captor. "Are you trying to die?! 'Cause you should know that ain't happening on my watch, bro."

Naruto glared furiously at Sasuke. A mixture of concern and need to get his point across sparked through his heated blue eyes as they snapped towards Sasuke's face, where they caught in those terrifyingly red eyes. Seeing them up close and in better light them made them appear all too real. Add the white tip of a fang peeking between blood slicked lips—

Fuck, he almost forgot how to breathe.

Sasuke's pink tongue darted out, slowly licking away the smear of blood staining his lips bright red, like he was savoring the taste of it. To Naruto's absolute horror he was unable to look away.

"I already told you the hospital can't help me, moron. No one can. Solid foods have been making me sick, so drop it already." Sasuke's creepy eyes never left the spot on Naruto's neck.

"Ah, sure…" Naruto took in an unsteady breath, still not convinced that Sasuke was okay. Not at all. "Look—let's just get you cleaned up, and then we'll take it from there. I can make you some tea or something if that'll help your stomach. But lemme at least help get you cleaned up first. No offence, but you smell like shit. So feel free to use my toothbrush to get that nasty taste out of your mouth."

Dropping an arm to the side, Sasuke took a step back. He might've physically let Naruto go, but that nasty smirk playing across his face was telling a different story. Keeping his guard up, the blond felt as though he were a mouse trapped inside a hungry cat's gaze. Naruto quickly looked away and made himself busy by grabbing the washrag next to the sink. They were both standing in front of the mirror, however, when Naruto peered at the reflective glass panel there was only one person looking back.

And it wasn't Sasuke.

Cold hard dread formed a solid brick in Naruto's gut. "Ah…say, Sasuke? W-why can't I see you in the mirror? Is this some kind of prank or something? To get back at the time I—"

A sinister laugh echoed through the bathroom, cutting off the blond. "Is that what you think, Naruto? That I've avoided you for an entire fucking week just so I could plan a stupid-ass prank on your birthday? Surely even you cannot be that dense." That's what he was afraid of.

Invisible fingers pricked across the soft skin of his nape, shifting the trimmed strands of wheat colored hair in the direction of the sweeping motion of Sasuke's hand. Naruto fought back a shiver, the action threatened to give him heart palpitations. Goosebumps formed when cold puffs of air washed over his neck and jaw like a bucket of ice water, chilling him to the bone. He was unsure of what to do in this kinda situation. What the fuck was anybody supposed to do in this situation? There was no way Sasuke could actually be a vampire. It just wasn't possible.

But as pressure formed on his back, Naruto couldn't help his mind from wandering in that territory. The bastard was boxing him in again, yet he couldn't see a damn thing through the mirror. Sasuke's body was strong and solid against his back, like a brick wall. Not at all frail by the sickly state he was in. God, he was so strong. Impossibly strong.

Naruto never did manage to suppress that shutter.

"Sasuke, what happened to you? Are you on something? Please tell me this is all a joke. It has to be."

Because the other alternative just isn't possible.

"You tell me, Naruto" the older man whispered into his ear. "Does it seem like I'm joking to you?" No, no it doesn't… "Look at me."

In the blink of an eye, Naruto was spun around haphazardly to face the other man. Their lower halves lined up as Sasuke's arm wrapped securely around his waist, pulling him in and restricting his movements at the same time. Soon after, Sasuke's other arm snaked in between his shoulder blades, restraining his upper body as his fingers twined in Naruto's messy blond hair, petting and stroking. The embrace was far too intimate to be considered a bro hug by any means, setting Naruto's teeth on edge. Knowing Sasuke, though, the daring move was designed to control his body rather than be a disturbing display of affection. 'Cause he was a bastard like that.

Why Sasuke was trapping him, he had no fucking clue. Nothing was making a whole lot of sense right now.

Naruto squirmed.

God, why was he acting this way? It was so damn awkward and uncomfortable that he couldn't think straight. He also couldn't help but get caught up in the moment. Which made the blond feel uneasy for completely different reasons than having a man claiming to be a vampire holding him down.

For real though, they were standing so damn close that their breaths mingled. What kinda sick friend does that? To a guy friend no less. A bad one, that's what. A really fucking bad one.

Unwanted heat coiled low in his gut at that hungry, confident look Sasuke was giving him. It wasn't a friendly look. Hell no, that would be to easy. It was one of those predatory 'fuck me' or 'eat me' looks. Naruto quickly shoved that image and strange feelings aside. He wasn't going down that road—Not tonight, not ever. Fuck no.

But as he listened to Sasuke's heavy breathing, each ragged inhale easily heard over his own rapidly beating heart, Naruto's ocean blue eyes squeezed tight in fear and titillation. It took all he had to control his breathing. To hide his panic. To hide his arousal. In…and out, in…and out, in…and out. A meltdown wouldn't do him any good right now.

"Damn, you smell good," Sasuke repeated again, his voice dipping into a low growl. "So fucking good. Tell me baby, are you scared?" Naruto made a distressed noise in the back of his throat after Sasuke yanked his head harshly to the side. Sasuke's head dipped down until all Naruto could see was oily, black-blue hair. The smooth, hard bone of needlelike teeth scraped over his pulse point. Somehow the blond managed to shake his head no. Didn't matter. He wasn't fooling anyone. "Hmm, you sure about that Naruto? I can smell the fear rolling off your skin like a sweet perfume. I can also smell something else—but I'll let you take a guess as to which one that is. You can't lie to me, Naruto. Not anymore."

Swallowing hard, Naruto stubbornly held his ground. Sasuke was talking—Not making a ton of sense, but he was coherent enough that whatever he was doing, Naruto knew the man wasn't an undead killing machine. Crazy, yes. Vampire, no. This had to be some sort of misunderstanding, possibly even drugs. Vampires didn't exist. They couldn't. So there was no way in hell his best friend had just turned into one.

"Ha! W-why would I ever be scared of you, teme?" Gripping the edge of the sink with both hands, Naruto's voice shook almost as bad as his body did. Holding his ground didn't make him fucking superman.

"Because you should be." The words rolled off Sasuke's tongue thick and harsh, like a growling German accent.

"Y-you're my best friend, Sasuke. I'd never be scared of you." An obvious lie. That was more of a past tense reference anyways. Old Sasuke was a prickly hedgehog with a gooey center. Current Sasuke was fucking terrifying.

"Then I feel sorry for you." Barring his teeth in front of the boy, Sasuke took sadistic pleasure the moment Naruto's true blue eyes transformed into stormy sea grey, going from confusion to horror.

"Holy shit, you're are a vampire," Naruto stated. His eyes widened in terror as he observed Sasuke's fangs lengthen and grow right in front of him. All doubt of Sasuke being a vampire washed away in an instant. Adrenaline surged through the blond's veins as he struggled to break free, but his friend was to strong. Much too strong. Naruto panicked. "Wh-what do you want from me, Sasuke? Why did you come here? Are…are you here to k-kill me?"

The vampire's brows furrowed, hurt and betrayal briefly flickered beneath those hellish eyes. "You think I'm going to kill you? That I'd rip out your throat just for an easy meal? I'm disappointed in you, Naruto. You, of all people should know me better than that. I'm not here to hurt you, dobe. I'm here because I can't do this without you. I need you."

"What does that even mean?!" Naruto shouted, not even caring if tears were threatening to spill out of his eyes at any moment. He was in the arms of an insane vampire for fuck sake! Man tears were the least of his worries. Then, all of a sudden a dreadful realization dawned on him. "Oh, god! Did you kill your family? Please don't tell me you killed them."

"Enough with the questions," Sasuke warned, his fist twisted in Naruto's hair painfully as punishment. Agony blurred the boy's watery vision even more. But he fought through it. Because he was tough like that. Balls of steel and all.

Actually there was no logic behind his madness. Bravery and stupidity were one in the same when it came to the blond.

Ignoring the countless dangers of arguing with a vampire, Naruto continued: "Then try answering one for once, you bastard! If you're gonna stick a fang me and drink my blood then I do believe I have the goddamn right to know what you're planning on doing with my body, you selfish prick."

It was clear Sasuke wasn't enjoying the conversation, the vampire's eyes glowing a deep, hellfire red. Served the bastard right. Naruto was not in donating blood kinda mood today. After all, it was his life on the line. He was placing on his bets on Sasuke having some humanity left. Even if all there was left was just an ounce inside that reanimated corpse, Naruto was determined to pull it to the surface. Then hopefully make it out of this nightmare alive. Preferably in one piece—but that was negotiable.

"We can work this out, Sasuke…find a cure or the next best thing. You can live off of animal blood or something, and I can volunteer at a blood bank, sneak you some blood bags when no one's watching. Whatever it takes I'll help you get through this Sasuke—I promise. We can figure out a solution together. Like we always do."

Sasuke laughed darkly. "You still don't get it do you, Naruto? There is no cure for me—and I'm sure as heck not going to live off pig's blood for eternity. So, as tempting as your offer sounds, I'm must decline. I'm not ashamed of what I've become. All I want is you by my side. That's all I've ever want. Do you understand what I'm saying, Naruto? I'm going to make you mine. You're always going to be mine."

Naruto's heart picked up as the words sank in. He exhaled slowly, trying to calm himself down before he developed an ulcer. "Don't ask me to be your thrall, Sasuke. I don't think—I can't be that…"

"That's not what I want for you, love. I've got much bigger plans in mind."

"Then wh—" Naruto's protests died on his lips as Sasuke's mouth sealed over the flesh of his throat. Flash frozen in fear, he remained motionless in the vampire's arms. The last thing he wanted was to piss off a blood sucker at his throat. With little effort, Sasuke could rip out his trachea in the blink of an eye. Maybe even faster.

As hard as he tried to keep still, Naruto body tensed up involuntarily when he felt the telltale sting from the deadly fangs draw angry red lines down his neckline like a carver's blade.

How could his body not react when a predator was scenting and tasting him, as though he were a defenseless bunny about to be devoured?

Why didn't he listen to his gut instincts earlier? 'Somethings not right with Sasuke. Don't open the door, stupid.'

He opened the , he was such a dumbass.

"S-Sasuke—Damn it. Stop necking me." Naruto squirmed, attempting to wiggle his way out of this but Sasuke's hold on him tightened even more, hard enough to leave bruises. And oh, his poor, abused hair—Fuck! If Naruto wanted to move his head—even an inch, well then, he would be sporting a wicked bald spot by the way those fingers were locked in with an iron grip. Check one for supernatural strength. "You're freaking me out."

"I know, baby" the immortal groaned into his neck, his voice way too deep to resemble anything human. "I can hear your heartbeat. I can practically taste it on my tongue, the blood pumping through your carotid artery—and fuck, I've never wanted anything so bad in my life."

The one person that Naruto knew better than himself somedays was no longer here.

Sasuke was gone. Dead. Gone. Monsterfied.

"Fucking—damn," Naruto grunted. It was hard to control his breathing when Sasuke's firm lips and wet, silky mouth sucked hickeys all over his neck and collar bone like a possessive lover. But he wasn't Naruto's lover. Not even close.

His best friend would never act like this.

Busting open a vein, and guzzling down his blood like a goddamn Slurpee was a normal thing to expect from any vampire, certainly. But using pet names like love or baby? No—just no. The real Sasuke would never do that. Dobe and moron were far more like it. That was proof enough that his best friend died when whatever hellish beast sank its unholy teeth into Sasuke neck one night, effectively ending his life at a ripe young age of 22.

Now, Naruto considered himself to be a kind and loving person, someone who would never wish death on anybody—human or not. Monster or beast. But damn did he ever want to hunt and torture that motherfucker who turned his best friend into a bloodthirsty leach. Because watching a creature that looked exactly like his best friend struggle not to kill him was worse than death itself.

Sasuke's fangs teased Naruto's throat. There was a sudden pinch as the two, needlelike fangs sank into his flesh. His mouth hung open in silent agony as pain overwhelmed his body. But pain wasn't the only thing he felt. Searing heat branched out from the bite mark like snake venom slowly mapping out his bloodstream like a road atlas, not stopping until every inch of his body was affected.

Naruto's chest heaved as panic flooded his senses. He was breathing too fast, he knew that. Yet he couldn't stop. Lungs burned for oxygen that wouldn't stay in his chest long enough. He felt like he was going to die. Not from the bite, but asphyxiation. A crazed smile lit up his face at the irony of it all. There was a vampire sucking on his neck, and yet, Naruto was going to die from fucking hyperventilation.

Most likely Sasuke had died alone. In extreme pain and agony. Watched in helpless horror as a sadistic demon took everything away from him with one single bite. The cruel fate of the world snuffed out another young and promising soul before it was ever given the opportunity to shine.

A bout of manic laughter slowly bubbled up Naruto's chest where it stayed, throwing his body into a fit of uncontrollable spasms. Body wracking, pupils narrowed into dangerous slit. Insanity flashed wild and raw within his eyes, reflecting the fragile state his mind was in. Naruto was rapidly fading into madness as pieces of him shattered into tiny little fragments. The sharp sound of glass breaking in his mind.

It was all so fucking funny because it was so fucking fitting.

Ever since he could remember, Naruto had to fight tooth and nail just to make it out okay. He's survived years of neglect; a broken childhood, drifting from one foster home to the next, never finding a family that loved him—that accepted him. After his 18th birthday he was finally released from the hell of it all, but it hadn't been easy living on his own either. Nothing was ever easy for him. It took a lot of work just to achieve a somewhat normal life for himself. And he was proud of that. Proud of himself for never giving up on his dreams. Proud that he had friends, a job, an education, and a roof over his head. All by himself! The orphan underdog.

Fate was such a bitch.

Now everything he's ever strived for was about to be stripped away by the one person he trusted most.

For the first time in his life, Uzumaki Naruto felt as though he was braking beyond repair.

"Stay with me, Naruto. I can't lose you yet." Distantly he could hear Sasuke's words, see the red glow of his eyes and the concern that lay beneath them. But that's all it was. Faint. Like a twinkling star. Far away and unreachable until the next words were spoken.

"Calm yourself."

Those two words held weight. They echoed through Naruto's mind, bouncing off his stored memories, thoughts, and emotions. Spreading further and deeper until an opening was found, where it could then bury itself deep inside and take root within his subconscious and grow.

A sense of calmness washed over Naruto. Artificial, yet warm and inviting. Vision blinking back into existence, Naruto held onto that safety blanket as his mind worked on rebuilding the defensive walls that kept him sane. Slowly, his crazed laughter turned into chocked sobs, which turned into watery hiccups as the world around him slowed to a more manageable pace.

Naruto was well aware that he was in the arms of a vampire, and yet, he couldn't find it in him to care.

"You don't wanna do this, Sasuke. This isn't you—" he trailed off weakly. It seemed the right thing to say at the time.

"That's where you're wrong, Naruto. Becoming a vampire didn't change who I am. It just gave me the opportunity to take what's mine." Naruto could barely hear his words over the roaring blood pulsing in his ear. At least his heart still remembered that it was in danger. Good ol' trustworthy organ. "You're always going to be mine."

Fangs plunged into his neck again and sucked.

Sucked until all Naruto knew was agony smashing through his body, and pleasure, an excruciating kind he had never known existed before. The wound throbbed with every slow suck and draw of his life force, a mixture of pleasure and pain encompassed him, vibrating through him until there was nothing else left to feel. His eye sight blurred, and his feet tingled, but the rest of his senses heightened to a level he hadn't experienced before. He was floating so high in the sky he could touch the clouds, feel the warmth of sunlight on his skin, and his heart sang like a wild sonnet.

There was only two of them. Sasuke and Naruto. Together as one. It felt right. It was wrong. He felt whole and free. It was a lie.

Wet sucking, soft gasps, groans, and whimpers filled the small bathroom with lewd noises as the vampire fed off him. Drowning in sensation, Naruto could only clench onto Sasuke's shirt in a desperate attempt to cling to reality as he fell victim to the other man. There was nothing he could do now. Maybe there never was. His ability to fight back, speak, or even stand on his own was nothing but a distant memory. If Sasuke wanted to end his life right here and now there was not a goddamn thing he could do about it. The knowledge should've been more frightening than it was.

Sasuke was going to drain him. Kill him. It was then when Naruto remembered that he wanted to live.

Blind reality washed away the artificial calmness, replacing it with devastation once again.

Oh how he wished for that numbness to return, if only for a minute more. So that he could forget his life ever existed. So that he could forget his best friend was going to end him. Numb him until the blood loss did it for him. Ride the peaceful high of a Heroin addict.

"Please—no!" But the vampire didn't stop. Of course he didn't. Naruto's plea was like the whine of an old dog, moments before its owner dragged it behind the shed and shot a bullet into its skull.

Cold fingers slipped under his shirt. Sasuke's touch radiated into his body, toxic and disgusting, enthralling and forbidden, and invaded his bloodstream. Naruto's eyes widened in panic and his gasps grew frantic. The only reason he was still standing was for Sasuke's supportive arm and the vanity his ass leaned on. Although, he'd rather be a puddle on the floor when Sasuke's hand started exploring underneath his shirt.

Naruto didn't know what to make of it. Why was he doing that? Was it just because he was in the moment of the feeding? Like it was a normal vampire thing to do?

God, he hoped it was.

Before Naruto could piece together where this was headed, the vampire stepped in-between his legs, forcing them apart and stroked over the bulge in his pants. At some point that wandering hand managed to cup him. Fuck. He hadn't even known about the arousal. When the fuck did he get hard? Better yet, why? Humiliation stained his cheeks red as his best friend violated him over his jeans—Thank Levi for thick denims!

As mortified as he was, Naruto couldn't stop himself from pushing into the touch, an embarrassed whimper escaped his lips.

Jesus H Christ. What the fuck was wrong with him? A vampire was sucking him dry, going to leave him for dead, and his body thought this would be the perfect time to get off? God-fucking-damn-it.

Naruto never pegged himself as a sadist. Apparently he was wrong. Add that to his gravestone, he thought sourly.

Sasuke growled softly at his throat. His fangs withdrawing completed and the world roared back into focus as suddenly as it had slowed. Blood gushed hot from the wound on his neck, but not for long. Quickly the vampire lapped it up. Sasuke's tongue darted out and gently licked the twin bite marks with long drags of his tongue, specialized saliva working as a coagulant to seal the wound almost immediately.

A cool breeze whooshed over Narutos skin. He shuddered and closed his eyes, teeth puncturing his bottom lip. He tasted blood. Once he finally opens his eyes the world spun in circles around them. Surprisingly not from blood loss. He didn't understand. Why was he still alive? Sasuke didn't even take much from him.

"You deliberately do this to me, don't you?" Sasuke whispered into his skin. He paused at the most vulnerable part of Naruto's neck and inhaled his scent.

"Do—what?" Naruto heaved, his head spinning, thoughts inconsistent. Blood trickled down his throat and onto his chest. His mind is a mix of arousal and fear, the venom still burning brightly throughout his system. The tingling sensation rose into his fingers, and he became light-headed again. The vampire pressed his lips to his jugular, dipping into the hollow of his neck and lapped the remaining blood that spilled over from the rapidly sealing wound.

"Make me want you." He pecked tender kisses all around the wound, as though he felt bad for causing Naruto pain. In a way that made it so much worse. Naruto would almost rather the monster try not to placate him but only hurt. Then it might be over faster. And he wouldn't have to think. Right now all he wanted to do was retreat, lose himself into his mind again. To forget the worthless existence of his life. Yet a stronger part of him wanted to live, to fight to see another day. He wasn't ready to die.

As he tried to pull away and tell Sasuke to stop, the only thing that came out of his mouth was a loud moan as the raven pressed the heel of his palm to his growing erection, teasing and tormenting him with firm strokes. Seriously, could this get any more degrading? Fuck.

"You're hard, Naruto." Sasuke groaned, a deep rumble that went straight to Naruto's dick as he placed another tender kiss on his sore throat. "You don't even understand how many times I've dreamed of making you hard."

Ah, apparently it could. It just got a hell of a lot more degrading.

"Please stop," the blond whimpered weakly, even though his hips jerked forward on their own accord. The movement only seemed to spur the vampire on even more. Damn it.

"Fuck—Sasuke. Stop groping me." Sasuke ignored the blond's protests and continued palming Naruto's dick heatedly through his clothes while necking him. Anger steadily overtook his fear of the vampire. Naruto was getting sick of this game. He was done being afraid. There was no way he was just going to allow his dead best friend to rub him off like it was a normal thing to do on a weeknight between two bros. He shoved at Sasuke shoulder. Whatever the fuck had happened to his friend, it was still Sasuke. Well, mostly anyways. "Hey, being a vampire is not a fucking excuse to molest me! Now stop being a—"

Naruto broke off with a loud gasp when Sasuke lifted his head up. The taller man's gaze flickered down his body and paused at his groin for a minute. Interest and humor flashed briefly in his eyes before they leisurely worked their way back up again, a smug and satisfied smirk on his bastard face.

However, Naruto didn't care about any of that. What caught his breath was the way the man's features filled out miraculously. Just after consuming a small amount of blood, Sasuke was as good as new.

Prior to the bite the man looked borderline zombie. Sunken cheek bones, dark rings around the eyes sockets, chapped lips, and a sickly pale complexion. Now he looked better than ever—minus the mused hairdo. His skin tone was still a few shades lighter than it used to be, but now it had a desirable healthy glow to it. No longer were his cheeks sucked in like he had been starved for long periods of time, and no longer were there bags under his eyes—Eyes that had been hellfire red moments ago. They were now black orbs of burning charcoal surrounded by a brilliant ring of glowing embers.

Naruto stood frozen. The feeling of his heart clawing at his chest, trying to rip its way out in hopes of finding a more suitable host was unbearable. If he wasn't convinced that Sasuke was a vampire before this would surely do it.

And that maybe he shouldn't've acted so brazenly...

"You don't really want me to stop." Sasuke grinned devilishly at him. Gone was the man's controlled, calculating demeanor. Now, his eyes were consumed by a feral desire Naruto had never seen before. "Do you, Naruto?"

Sasuke starred blatantly at Naruto's mouth, teasing a tongue over his fang. Licking away the smear of blood he so carelessly left behind. The vampire seemed to be getting off on how nervous he was making him, as if he had more power, the upper hand, and he did. They both knew it too.

"You have a pretty mouth." Without warning, the man yanked on Naruto's thick, blond hair and pulled him back forcefully. Gasping at the rough treatment, Naruto felt firm fingers snatch his chin, jerking his head to a more forward position to better suit Sasuke's needs. The vampire stepped in closer. His thigh taking the spot of the groping hand that was now gripping his face. The worst of it was the hard on Naruto could defiantly feel pressed up against his navel. Hell. "I wonder if it will taste the same as your blood—fucking divine."

"Wait, Sasuke—mmph!" Before Naruto even got to finish that sentence, Sasuke surged forward, taking advantage of the opening by driving his tongue through Naruto's parted lips; the vampire's strong fingers held him by the chin to keep him from escaping. The blond whimpered when lips crushed against his and a thick tongue forced its way inside his mouth. When he tried pulling back Sasuke demanding grip only tightened around his hair, the sharp pain only added more tears to his eyes. It was pointless really, the vampire easily overpowered him as he thrusted his wet tongue between Naruto's lips, invading his mouth and stealing his breath away. It was like being devoured by an animal, some sort of savage beast that was trying to claim his mouth. Fuck if he couldn't stop from feeling crazy hot about it.

"Can you taste yourself on my tongue?" Sasuke growled in his mouth. Why yes, yes he could taste himself on Sasuke. It was hard to miss. Sasuke tasted like copper and something heady. There was a minty freshness to his scent that went perfectly with the coolness of his flesh. Naruto hated it. Hated himself for liking it so much. Hated himself for wanting to kiss back. Hell, this wasn't even a kiss. It was just another way for Sasuke to devour him. To humiliate him one last time.

Sasuke's tongue rubbed against his, taunting him as he tasted every surface of his mouth. Naruto couldn't stop his groan, and his eyes squeezed shut and brows furrowed. Every time he tried to turn his head, Sasuke's grip on his hair would tighten and keep him in place so that he could continue licking into his moaning mouth.

Naruto felt too hot as the vampire ground hard against him. That probably shouldn't feel so damn good but it did, his own dick rock hard in response. His body reacted even when his mind told him it was just the venom talking. The heated poison lingering in his system made it hard to concentrate. He would never actually feel this way for Sasuke. He couldn't. Sasuke was his best friend and not even human anymore.

Oh, and he was a guy—Let's not forget that part.

The kiss grew desperate. Naruto groaned as his abused lip was tugged and nipped roughly, pinched raw by a sharp fang. Blood trickled to mix with the hot juices the demon was dripping into his mouth. Sasuke groaned when the taste of more blood flooded his mouth. Naruto's neck quickly grew sore with his head being bent so far back, mouth spread open to take every demanding, hungry push of tongue. The room spun, and Naruto found himself pushed further up the sink, his upper back pressed against the cold hard surface of the mirror. A small part of him was concerned it would splinter from all the weight. Be it his luck to have shards of glass shredding his back with a fucking vampire glued to his lips.

Thankfully that never happened.

Slowly, the brunette's hand slid down and caressed Naruto's throat and shoulders, his other hand relaxed its tormenting grip on his scalp. Taking advantage of the slack, Naruto fumbled around blindly with his hands. Seeking out anything sharp or bulky enough to be of use to make a great escape. When his hands found nothing useful on the surface of the vanity he suddenly remembered about the trimmers in the top drawer.

Growing desperate for air, Naruto's lungs burned from lack of oxygen. He knew he was in trouble when Sasuke didn't show any signs of letting up. Being an immortal meant he no longer required oxygen to survive—unlike Naruto. Fuck, he needed Sasuke to back the fuck off right now. But the sick bastard was too into it to figure that out.

The room spun dangerously all around him, vision spotted dark around the edges. With as much focus as he could muster he reached for the drawer but couldn't quite make it. Fingers skimmed the edge but he was positioned to far back. Reluctantly, he pressed himself closer to Sasuke, sliding his lower half down to the edge of the sink and into Sasuke's groin. The vampire purred in approval. Of course he did. The bastard probably thought he was finally submitting to him when it was anything but. Naruto held in a grimace when Sasuke's hands traveled down his sides and gripped hold of his waist, thrusting hard against him. It was hard working around the distraction, yet Naruto finally managed to slip his hand inside the top drawer. His fingers frantically dug around for the item he seeked. Sharp. Pointy. Metal with a handle. Bingo!

Naruto pulled out the scissors before the dark spots in his eyes grew any larger and overtook his vision completely. He wasted no time in grabbing the handle, slamming the pointy end of the cutters into Sasuke's back. For a brief moment he felt terrible for doing such a thing to his best friend but quickly threw that guilt aside. If it meant he got the chance to live another day then he'd mourn about it later.

The dull blade sunk deep into his friend's back. He succeeded! However, the lack of reaction was not what he anticipated. Sasuke hardly even flinched. What the hell?

Naruto drew up his hand. Crimson blood dripped off the steel blade, confirming its entry. So why wasn't the vampire reeling back in pain? Naruto stabbed him again, but this time in the shoulder. Then he saw it. The moment the blade withdrew the vampire's skin stitched impossibly fast, repairing itself like it never happened in the first place.

Holy fuck.

He was totally screwed. And not in the good way.

Blue eyes widened as he dropped the shears. They were obviously useless against vampires' anyway. The only thing it accomplished was to show the blond just how invincible a vampire really was. Under less dire circumstances he might've stared in awe at the supernatural healing ability, but this was a pretty fucking dire situation. Not exactly the best time to sit around and gawk.

But at least Sasuke finally stopped smothering him with his mouth. So that was a good thing.

Still in a daze, Naruto blinked slowly, the spots fading away now that he could fucking breathe again. Saliva dripped hot down his chin as he took in greedy mouthfuls of air. Adrenaline burned through the rest of the venom's heated effects and he was left with nothing but alarm. Terror threading through his veins pushed him to act rashly. Without thinking, Naruto fought to break free of Sasuke's hold, knowingly full well how overpowered he was. It didn't matter. All that mattered was him getting away. Fear was one hell of a drug. His body moved on its own in a last ditch attempt at making it out of here alive.

Obviously he failed.

A/N: That cliff though.

Don't shoot! Then you'll never find out what happens to Naruto.

For those who are still around after all that congrats! It gets better. Or worse, depending of your tolerance to perversion. Now for the fun part. Next up: All aboard the yaoi train.