So, will Itachi accept Sasuke's offer and drain him, leaving him for dead? Sorry to dampen your spirits (if you hate Sasuke or something) but that wouldn't make for a good storyline, would it? And necrophilia is out of the question. Anyway, what will Itachi do, I wonder? Everyone's a bit confused as to why Sasuke wanted to die so badly... Oh, he's a confused little muppet. For now you'll just have to remain confused. :)
Warnings: yaoi, incest. Don't like it? You can see the back button.
Disclaimer: Naruto and characters © Masashi Kishimoto.
CHAPTER TWO: WANTING ME
Itachi stepped closer to him, "You want me to kill you?" He bared his fangs a little, unintentionally, but of course Sasuke noticed it. He dropped his head when Itachi crouched down beside him, "I kill vampires. And the occasional criminal, if I need to feed. In fact, I'm pretty thirsty right now--"
"Why waste time looking? Is my blood not good enough for you?" Sasuke spat, glaring daggers at the vampire before him. He blinked confusedly when his vision blurred and he felt something wet and warm slip down his cheek. He quickly wiped it away with the back of one hand and gazed down at the cold dark ground, wishing a hole would just appear and swallow him.
That would solve his problems. That would end the pain.
"You really want me to?" Itachi moved closer. He pressed his fangs to the skin on Sasuke's neck, relishing in the boy's warmth and barely suppressing a shudder.
Sasuke flinched at the touch. More tears ran down his face and he closed his eyes tightly, trying to stop them from falling, "Do what you want..." His voice was barely a whisper, "I... I've already let them down."
Itachi backed off ever so slightly at hearing this, "...Let who down?" He asked, staring into the boy's eyes but he wouldn't look back. He let out a silent sigh when he realised he wasn't about to get a reply. Sasuke shuffled uncomfortably on the ground, still avoiding his gaze. "You want the strength to kill vampires..? Then become one." A part of him hated himself for saying this. To turn somebody... To change their life so drastically, could he live with that feeling? But then, another part of his mind spurred him onwards, telling him it'd be fun not to be alone for once; to have someone to teach; to be his. But the boy... He reminded him so much of someone whose memory he simply could not recall, "Do you feel you've let down your loved ones?"
Those words seemed to hit a nerve, and suddenly Sasuke brought up his head to glare into the vampire's eyes, "Shut up!" He got to his feet, dragging his sword along with him, "What the hell would you know?" He replaced it to its place on his back and stormed off towards the large bridge connecting their city to the next.
Itachi was a little shocked from what was now the boy's second outburst, and subconsciously wondered if he was schizophrenic or something. He let out a cynical chuckle, "More than you think I know..." He muttered quietly, though not directing the words at the boy now huffily striding his way across the bridge with loud thudding footsteps. Not one to give up so easily, he stalked after the boy, and had caught up with him in seconds. Sasuke stopped and turned with an annoyed glower.
"Why are you following me?" He yelled out, a little startled at the loudness of his own voice against the general quietness of the town and the slowly moving current somewhere below them.
"Making sure you don't do anything stupid." He raised an eyebrow.
Sasuke turned away from him, frown still in place. He stared into the now darkened waters of the river and in it, the reflection of the full moon, "Like I need your pity."
Itachi shook his head lightly with a disappointed sigh. Maybe it was himself that the boy reminded him of. He backed off a little and vanished into the darkness, reappearing on a nearby rooftop, still watching over him. Apart from himself, though, Itachi knew there weren't many dangers around this town, other than the vampires. But it was more than obvious that the boy could handle them. Since it was night, there weren't even any cars there. People rarely tended to pass between cities in the 'wee hours of the morning', after all.
As if sensing Itachi's thoughts, a spitefully loud blaring car horn drew Sasuke's attention from the water and he turned briskly, shielding his eyes with both hands from the car's bright headlights. It stopped just beside him and a door was pushed open.
He felt a hand clamp over his mouth as he was dragged inside and the door was shut after him. He kicked the person in the leg and he cried out, but didn't let go. Sasuke ceased the opportunity to open the door to escape but the car was already moving at an incredible speed. Thinking better of such an action, he shut it again quickly and glanced around, thrashing a little, if only to delay the inevitable, trying to form a plan but before he even had time to think, he was knocked unconscious.
Itachi did nothing but watch as the boy was taken away, Perhaps I overestimated him. He thought dryly, and a nagging feeling told him that he should help. He knew it wasn't his problem, or even any of his business but already he felt a slight attachment to the boy that he couldn't explain. He jumped from the roof and silently followed the car, jumping stealthily onto its roof when he was close enough to avoid running all the way to wherever it was they were headed.
The car finally rolled to a halt outside of a large old-looking warehouse. It was obvious that it hadn't been used in some time, but what could they possibly want with it? And with Sasuke...
Itachi jumped off the roof of the car and into the shadows again as they took Sasuke out of the car and dragged him carelessly into the warehouse. He slipped inside, silently laughing at their lack of security and watched from a distance as Sasuke was tied securely to a chair in the middle of the room. Itachi's attention was redirected by voices.
"With him finally out of the way, that's a lot less for the boss to deal with..." One of them said. Another nodded his head.
"So, how are we gonna do this?" Asked a female voice.
All three looked dumbfounded, "I don't know what you guys think, but I say we wait until he's awake. It's no fun if he can't feel the pain." Came the first voice again.
So they just want another hunter out of the way... He thought with a slight glare, but still no intentions of moving. Sasuke woke up with a groan, his head throbbing in pain. He dazedly glanced around, his vision blurry from having just woken up. He forced himself awake - much against his body's will - when he noticed that he didn't know where he was, or who the menacing people stood around him were. Picking out the one he deemed to look the easiest intimidated, he glared heatedly at him, "What the fuck's going on?" He demanded.
"Nice to see you're awake as last." The woman commented snidely, seeming to be a little amused at Sasuke only concentrating on the weakest of the three.
"I suggest you untie me, right now." He decided to redirect his glare at her.
She laughed in response, "How very charming. But it's a shame that you really don't have the upper hand this time, slayer." She said the last word with distaste. Sasuke's glare didn't falter, "Don't you look at me like that, you little wretch!" She ground out and Sasuke gave a satisfied smirk, knowing that he'd pissed her off with such a simple action. She stepped forwards and backhanded him across the face, leaving a red mark.
The smirk stayed plastered on his face, and he didn't hesitate to meet her gaze, "You got guts, I'll give you that. But that was a shitty backfist."
"Wh-wha? How dare you judge me?" The woman's eyes narrowed again and she punched Sasuke in the stomach hard. He coughed, winded by the blow but still in no serious harm.
"I hope you kick better than you punch." He told her, only riling her further. To Sasuke, physical pain wasn't much to handle. Although he knew that if he managed to break free anytime soon, he was wearing himself down more than her.
Itachi's anger was rising by the second, though he couldn't explain why. He didn't know how much longer he could stand to watch this; it was so pointless. Neither of them were getting anywhere, and of course there was the chance of that bitch scarring the boy's beautiful face. Itachi shook his head, confused at that thought, Beautiful? Strange choice of wording. He thought, though not denying the boy was attractive. As another punch was delivered to Sasuke's face, he finally felt that was enough.
Sasuke continued to smirk through her assaults, hard as it was, and still angered her more. The chair flew back and Sasuke's head met with hard concrete after the woman kicked him in the chest. Sasuke flinched, his head spinning and the chair was suddenly pulled back up, not helping his dizzy spell at all. He let his head drop down as he tried to regain any rational thoughts. When the dizziness faded and he brought his head back up, the woman's fangs were bared, and her dun-white teeth seemed somewhat stained against her pale skin.
She leaned forward over Sasuke until their faces were barely millimeters apart, "It would be so much fun to drain you, hunter... Or better yet, to turn you."
Sasuke's eyes widened as she said this; he knew he couldn't escape, and whatever they decided to do to him, he couldn't do anything about it. His hands and legs were bound so tightly that he couldn't even try to bring out a weapon.
"So that's your game, vampire?" Sasuke heard a familiar voice and strained to run round, but Itachi stepped into vision instead. Sasuke couldn't help but feel annoyed.
"Are you following me again?" He asked with something like contempt, "I can handle myself just fine, you know."
Itachi smirked at hearing that. If only the boy could see himself, and hear how much that sounded like a desperate lie to try and save his pride... "Then by all means, handle yourself." He turned to the woman, "I do believe you wanted something with him..?"
Sasuke growled in annoyance, knowing that Itachi had gotten the better of him, "Fuck no!"
He pushed himself off the floor, this time lifting his head so that he didn't hit it off the ground. He writhed, struggling to free himself, but as he suspected, it was no use, Shit! I won't let them... And even if they do, I'll never work for them! He stilled as a vivid image of himself jumping from the bridge entered his mind.
The woman walked over to a panic-stricken Sasuke. She knelt down on all fours to reach Sasuke's face. Her eyes seemed to glow red as she leaned in towards Sasuke's neck. He threw himself over, away from her, but only ended up with the chair leaning painfully on his arm.
How're you handling yourself, now? Itachi raised an eyebrow, wondering if he should help, even though the boy seemed to want nothing of the sort.
"Get the fuck away from me!" Sasuke yelled, his voice wavering a little in fear. He could handle the pain, or any insults they could hurl at him... He was willing to put up with anything, so long as he remained human. The woman grabbed his throat and hoisted him and the chair up. Still, Itachi did nothing but watch.
"Nowhere left to run, hunter." She sneered.
After a last struggle, Sasuke was suddenly eerily still. He glared at the woman with a look of pure hatred as unwanted tears welled up in his eyes. His gaze turned to despair when he looked at Itachi, "P-please..."
Itachi gave a triumphant smirk and rushed forward to punch the woman square in the face. She was knocked out instantly, which of course Itachi found a little boring, but at least there were two more and he hoped at least they'd be something of a challenge. He took out his katana and cut Sasuke free with one clean swipe of the sword, "Don't be so stubborn in future and you won't get so close to fangs." He said, as though he were the voice of wisdom. Itachi said nothing more to the boy, and instead contented himself with the two remaining vampires.
Sasuke stayed silent as more tears ran down his cheeks. He didn't bother to wipe them away; there was no point now. They'd seen him, all of them. He hated to cry, despised it. It made him feel weak. But I am weak. He told himself. He knew that he owed the vampire his life now, though he'd never admit it, and it wasn't very comforting at all.
Without a sound, he left the warehouse, sprinting as soon as he was outside, and stopping at the middle of the bridge. Feeling every bit as worthless as he'd always been led to believe, he collapsed to the floor, eyes glazed over nonchalantly. He pulled out another throwing star from inside his coat and a solitary tear dripped down onto the cold metal as he surveyed it, I was forced to beg, like a fucking dog! I can't even watch out for myself anymore! How am I supposed to avenge them this way? They were only puppets of the vampire I'm after and... And I couldn't even beat them! This is the only way... He held it to his wrist, I'm sorry. He pushed in hard, severing arteries and veins. Blood leaked out and ran across the pavement, staining his clothes where he sat, "I was useless... To the end." He fell backwards, lying on the freezing concrete floor of the bridge.
And that's all I'd ever have been...
Ooh, there it is! Haha, chapter two done, faster than I expected. Nevermind, it's not like that's a bad thing. I look forward to your reviews! Constructive criticism is good, you know!