Disclaimer- don't own Naruto, you'd know if I did.

Warnings- cursing, violence, gay & lesbians, don't like, don't read, I don't care! Also, can't spell.

Chapter 2

Naruto stared at the ceiling as he lay on his back on the black satin sheets of the bed. Well, actually he starred at the black canopy of the bed, but it didn't matter since he still could not get the dark haired stranger from last night out of his head. Even his sire (1) had commented on lack of 'attention' or so he had put it.

There was just something about him, something bewitching. Those black eyes had a spark of something he hadn't seen in a long time. In some many eyes, that he doubted himself now if he had seen it, but he knew he had. It was like a dream to him, he knew he had seen it in her, it was just so fragile and foggy that he had to convince his head what his heart knew.

He sat up slowly, wincing as he leaned full on his ass. 'Damn him for liking it rough,' he thought bitterly. He looked around the room as he stood to his feet, letting his body make its quick adjustments to his pain.

The room was made out of brick, leaving no space for any windows, or any doors, though, there was one door but that was for entering or leaving if you were lucky. The room was small, and empty, except for the cloths on the floor, and the king size bed that sat in the middle of the room.

It wasn't long before Naruto was fully clothed in his black attire and was making his way to the door. He stopped before exiting, and turned back to the room, making sure he hadn't left anything, not noticing that the door was opening on its own.

Thin pale arms surrounded his waist, and he barely suppressed a shiver. Long black hair flowed over his shoulder, and warm breath fluttered over the bit of skin that was exposed at his neck. His breath came out a gasp filled with nothing but pain when the offending mouth bit into his flesh, drawing blood that it let flow before the wound healed itself. The blood made an unseen stain in his black shirt.

"Kyuubi." The blond choked out, trying to keep himself from wiggling, or showing any discomfort at all. The said person, Kyuubi, removed himself from Naruto, and leaned against the door frame, making Naruto have to turn to talk to him.

He turned, and even though, he had spent nigh after night with Kyuubi, he still let himself silently gasp at the mysteriousness, and evil beauty of the other man. At times like this, he did believe the rumors that the other man was the first (2).

Kyuubi had long black that he rarely put back, and red cat like eyes, that seemed to eclipse his pale face. At the moment, he wore no shirt, showing his pale, marble like body, as though he were a cold, Greek statue, instead of a warm, living person. Black pants that weren't buttoned on the top hung on his hips, threatening to fall off at any time.

Naruto stood still as Kyuubi wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him closer to him. Naruto instinctively put his arms around Kyuubi's neck as he felt his breath on his ear and shuddered at the feeling.

"where are you going?" His voice was cold, holding his desire for blood, but it also came out heavy, carrying his lust that had still not been filled by last night.

"work." He whispered waiting for his sire's fiery, and it came, not making him wait long.

Kyuubi growled, pushing Naruto back, and away from him. He tripped, landing on the bed on his back, not even trying to fight back. He knew, only too well, what would happen then.

Naruto's eyes glazed, as Kyuubi straddled his hips, and held his arms above his head, and captured his mouth in a sharp kiss. Naruto instantly gave him his mouth, working from experience and with displeasure. He felt the other man's tongue in his mouth, and felt a sharp pain in his own tongue when he realized that he had bitten it. Kyuubi sucked on it, before he pulled back and looked at his captive.

"You're not going to go." Kyuubi said starting to remove the other man's shirt, but Naruto, using his newly freed hands, over lapped their hands together, gripping his sires roughly, the only way to make him stop. Kyuubi snapped his head up, narrowing his eyes dangerously but Naruto still held that glazed look

"I must." Naruto said his voice emotionless, and distant.

"You get money from the bar." Kyuubi said, but Naruto smirked.

"You must want me bad." He purred to him, leaning up so their breath mingled. ". . . but I'm not losing my real job." He said, falling back to the bed, and looking at him with cold blank eyes.

Kyuubi growled, and slapped him across the face, making Naruto's head snap to the side. The slap rang clearly and hung in the heavy air, a tense atmosphere swirling around the dark haired man. He stood suddenly, and slowly, Naruto not moving.

"I expect to see you tonight (3). No, I will see you here tonight." Kyuubi tossed the words at him as he left, closing the door with a loud thud.

Naruto lay there, raising a hand to his cheek that had already healed. His pink tongue darted out to catch the small trickle of blood that had escaped his lips. A tear ran down his face, having left the safety of his eye, the only sign that he had been affected by what had just happened, and what would happen.

Sasuke glared at the pink haired girl who insisted on telling him about the girl (4) she had meet at some night club that she couldn't quiet remember the name of. Oh yes, ask him how happy he was.

"- and Sasuke," she turned, stars in her eyes, as he focused back in on the one sided conversation. "She had the most beautiful blond hair, and the most compelling blue eyes!" She squealed, making him wince, and she started talking about how, and where they were meeting that night, but he had already tuned out again.

He remembered again, his own blue eyed, blond haired stranger, and again, his hand rose to his lips. 'It could have been nothing,' he thought. 'After all, I'm not even sure. . .'

The "kiss", if you could call it that, had been only for a second, a ghost of lips on his own, and who could really call that a kiss? True, he had never been kissed before, but of what he had heard from Sakura (5) he wouldn't even call that a kiss.

He sighed, the slight blush that had touched his skin at his thoughts ebbed away, and he looked around the convenience store. His gaze skimmed over the counter where an old women looked at them in distaste, and the young women next to her stared at him, a strong blush hugging her face, and her head in her hands.

He shook his head, and glanced at the girl next to him, watching as she talked animatedly to herself and the rows of ramen in a cup. He closed his eyes and sighed again, before moving his hand through the air in a cutting motion, cutting her off, and gathering her attention.

"Sakura, no matter how interesting your story is, we should go before that old lady jumps us." He said grabbing a thing of ramen, and walked over to the counter where he placed his product, and waited for her to join him and place her own (people magazine). He nodded every now and then, so she thought he was paying attention.

"Okay, that's . . . 7.45, do you want a bag?"

"Yes." He murmured, not even looking at the person at the counter, as he reached into his pocket for his wallet, but the night before flashed through his mind. 'The cold . . . whiskered face. . . "Do you like snow?"'

Sasuke's eyes widened, as he placed the voice, and looked up. The stranger stood at the other side of the counter, a frown on his face as he searched for something. He seemed to sense Sasuke's stare, or maybe he had seen him look up, but for any reason, he looked at Sasuke, and smiled sheepishly.

"They seem to of hid the bags, just a moment." He said, his words trying to be an apology. 'He doesn't remember!' Sasuke thought, anger flaring within him.

"Over there, idiot." He said, his voice filled with contempt as he tried to hide his anger. He pointed behind the stranger, and indeed, there they were. Sasuke watched as the stranger bristled with his own anger at Sasuke's remark, but he seemed to rein it in, and as he turned, he smiled.

"Thanks bastard!" He said, his voice filled with false happiness, and anger. Sasuke watched him sneer at him, and Sasuke felt his anger grow, but he just rolled his eyes.

"Wow, you're a genius!" he said handing over the money. He smiled on the inside as he watched those blue eyes flash with anger, a faint blush color his cheeks. "Can't understand why they hired an idiot like you," he shrugged, "but I congratulate you!" he smirked as he watched the blond steamed, and opened his mouth to respond, but a mischievous smile closed his mouth, and Sasuke's blood ran cold.

"Here." The blond said sweetly, holding out the bag. Sasuke reached out for it hesitantly, confused at the sudden change in the blond, when he snatched his arm. The stranger pulled him closer, leaning over the counter, and for a second time Sasuke felt lips on his own, but this time the kissed was strong, and Sasuke had the time to return it, opening his mouth to the stranger. But the blond pulled away, chucking hoarsely at Sasuke's lack of breath, and the blush that crept over his face as he felt warm breathe on his ear. He shivered in pleasure as he felt the strange speak, moving his lips along his ear.

"Naruto." The stranger- no Naruto- whispered and pulled back for good. With eyes wide, and breathing a little heavy, he watched as Naruto cocked his head to the side, held out his bag, and smiled.

"Have a good day." He said, as Sasuke grabbed the bag, but before he could respond, he heard an exclamation from his right.

"OH MY GOD! IT'S ALREADY FOUR, I HAVE MY DATE IN THREE HOURS, AND I GOT NOTHING TO WEAR!" With that, an ignorant Sakura ran out, dragging a startled Sasuke, leaving an equally, if not more, startled Naruto, to blink at their absence.

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1) Person who blooded a vampire, some say that a sire has certain power over the ones he/she shared their blood with.

2) First vampire.

3) They can go out during the day, except between 12-2, because that's when the sun is the strongest.

4) Sakura is a lesbian (sp?)

5) Sakura is such a slut! And how could Sasuke listen! Lol

- see you chapter three!