Yay! I'm so happy with the reviews that I got (smiles) and the great responses they contained. Hopefully I managed to reply to all of them! You're all great so have some cookies! I think you'll all like this chapter! It's...well, lustful! And there's something different in here. You'll see what I mean when you read it. It's a common event of the Night World books.

I admit that this took longer than I expected, but good news is that I've finished all of my coursework so I'll have more time to update before my exams and during my revision breaks.

Disclaimer: Maybe if I had a chance of marrying Kishimoto, I might be able to own half of Naruto. But otherwise, it's all his. Except Sasuke's lips piercing (glares) hehe and the concept of the Night World belongs to L.J.Smith!

The Night World: Immortal Affliction

The Night World isn't a place: it's all around us. It's a secret society of vampires, witches, werewolves and other creatures of darkness that live among us. They're beautiful and deadly and irresistible to humans. Your high school teacher could be one, and so could your boyfriend.

The Night World laws say it's okay to hunt humans; it's okay to toy with their hearts: it's even okay to kill them! However, there are two things that you can't do with them:

1) Never let them find out the Night World exists
2) Never fall in love with one of them

This is a story about what happens when the rules get broken.

Chapter 3 - The Lust

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He slowly unlocked his front door, his mind fogged with sleep. He opened his door, rubbing his tired eyes.

No one was there. He looked to the right and then to the left: the hallway was empty. He sighed, too tired to moan about stupid prankers who liked playing Knock-Down-Ginger. He shut the door.

There was warm breath on his left ear, "I told you that this wasn't over, Naruto."

Blue eyes widened and the cobwebs of his sleepy mind cleared instantly. He turned around in a spin and was face to face with him in an instant.

Dark haunting eyes, pale ivory skin and an unreadable expression on a chiselled face.

He felt that tugging in his chest again at the sheer beauty of the teenager in front of him that was enveloped in shadows and wearing all black. He seemed unearthly.

"What…how?!" Naruto found himself saying, wondering how on earth he had entered without him even knowing. He then wondered how the intruder knew his name. He paled, "How do you know my name?"

"I have my ways. Nice name: it rolls off the tongue easily," Naruto realised he was mocking him, "Name's Sasuke."

Naruto suddenly felt anger swirling in his veins at the person called Sasuke that had entered his home.

"You know what? Get out!"

A smirk flitted across Sasuke's face and Naruto felt his blood boil. Usually, he could control his temper for the smallest things unless they were truly annoying, but this was beyond small. This was taking liberties.

"Go? Why, I just got here," said Sasuke, "and I'm not leaving until the reason I came here is fulfilled."

"Look," sighed a frustrated Naruto, trying a calmer approach in an attempt to get the intruder out of his apartment, "I told you earlier that I don't know anything about Itachi, so accept that and leave before I kick your ass out of here!"

Naruto found his eyes locked with Sasuke's, who were narrowed and filled with mirth as he spoke in a tone that was husky, "You shouldn't make threats you can't keep."

Naruto smirked himself, taking a step towards the stubborn intruder, "Oh yeah, 'Sasuke?' You just took me by surprise this afternoon."

Naruto refused to acknowledge the thought of powerlessness he had felt when he had been pushed down on the soft grass by arms of steel.

"Well," began Sasuke, his eyes eyeing the small kitchen and dining table on his left and right from where he stood at the end of the hallway, "something we agree on. Aren't you going to tell me how you know Itachi, or will I have to get the answer out of you myself?"

A harsh, onyx glare was sent towards Naruto and he felt the intensity of it as it tugged deep within him. But he wasn't going to back down. This was his home and his sleeping time and most importantly, he did not give in, especially to someone who had intruded into his home in the middle of the night for something that he wouldn't give up on.

'He freaking glomped me!'

Naruto growled, pointing to his door, "Get out! Why are you stalking me? This is over and-"

He found himself unable to continue as his back hit the door and there was pressure on his shoulders again. His vision was filled by the teenager's face and the next thing he knew was a lump in his throat and the feeling of a fingerless gloved hand cupping his cheek and calloused, cold fingers stroking his whisker birthmarks in surprisingly smooth motions.

Then, they felt it.

Contact.

Skin on skin contact. That had not happened between them before.

Something happened.

Hey, don't I know you?

But that was the thing. Before today, neither had met the other. Naruto suddenly felt as if he should know Sasuke; that he should be close to him and be a part of him even though he wasn't. He also felt as if Sasuke's touch had touched his insides; like he had somehow reached inside of him and touched his spine with a live electric wire. It was hot, an instant flush rising to his cheeks. It was a pleasant feeling underneath the sparks that left him frightfully giddy. The room around him turned vaguely pink because of this dizziness that trembled within.

He was falling now; falling into the dark onyx depths of Sasuke. He couldn't see anything but his eyes: the thick lashes creating heavy lids that accentuated swarming dark eyes and his facial structure. He wanted to drown in that gaze like melting chocolate.

And then the feeling was gone as contact was suddenly relinquished and Naruto realised that he had not been breathing throughout the strange experience. He looked to the ground, sucking in glorious air as he tried to focus his thoughts. The touch from his face and shoulder was gone, but he could see how close the intruder was to him; could feel his presence.

Naruto's mistake was that then he looked up at Sasuke. The moment their eyes met once more, the same feeling from their contact jolted back to life, a delightful shiver tearing its way down Naruto's spine, goosebumps prickling his bare forearms. It wasn't as vivid as before, as if it was a remnant to what had started with their touch, but the feeling was the same.

But what made Naruto's breath hitch in his throat was the look on Sasuke's face. It was in shock; a look of astonishment upon his face, an expression that Naruto did not think he could show in the small time he had known him. It was then that Naruto realised that he had felt it too. Sasuke had also felt that unexplainable sensation of bliss and dizziness.

They continued to stare at each other while the room spun and remained pink.

Until Naruto couldn't take the tension anymore, "Who are you?"

"Who are you?" Sasuke replied in exactly the same tone.

They glared at each other. Naruto watched as Sasuke's eyes narrowed, his head physically shaking for a mere second as if to drive away the pink fuzzy atmosphere before he smirked and stepped towards him once more. Naruto felt his back impact the door again and then two hands landed on either side of his head, a pale face staring intently close into his.

Sasuke breathed heavily, his face tilting, "Nothing but a mere human and yet, you've caused me more trouble and excitement than I've had in a while."

"Human? What…I've told you, I don't know anything about Itachi, so just leave, you bastard!"

Naruto stood his ground but he felt uneasy. The differences between them were beginning to show, just how that afternoon Naruto had been unable to move from the grip that Sasuke had held on his shoulders. The pink haze was fading, yet he could still feel the tendrils of shivers in the air around his body. He felt nervous with Sasuke being so close to him, even though he was a touchy-feely person himself.

"Liar," Sasuke replied while smirking and Naruto watched the dark-haired teenager move his head towards his neck, feeling dark hair trailing across his skin, hot breath hitting him at intervals, "your pulse is erratic. I can literally feel it beneath your skin. Beating and beating with the essence of life… You should tell me what you know about that man, Naruto."

Naruto frowned and said in sarcasm, "Or what, you'll bite, bastard?"

He heard a dark chuckle at his ear and heat travelled across the blond's face in a flush as a tickling sensation coursed through his head and down his neck.

Sasuke's voice was extra husky as he whispered, "That's my original intention."

Sasuke slowly raised his head from his neck until their eyes were locked again and then everything changed.

Or rather, Sasuke changed.

Naruto's eyes widened, his mouth parting as he watched in a mixture of fascination and fear the physical changes happening to the teenager who still had his hands against the door next to his blond head. His body language changed, his muscles tensing and flexing slightly under his black jacket as if they held a lot more strength than they seemed. But it was his face that changed the most.

Onyx eyes swirled into deep red, his black pupil larger than any pupil he had ever seen. Three black spots were sunk within the crimson irises, spinning slightly to and fro with a gaze that was earth shattering and filled with a feeling that could only be described as hunger.

The mouth though! His lips were parted, shaped to perfection and in the moonlight that now streamed through one of the un-curtained windows, Naruto could see long teeth that were sharp and digging into a lower lip that was swollen with anticipation.

Naruto's breath hitched in his throat and he suddenly knew; he knew…that this was the reason why he had known deep inside that he had been overpowered in everything. Why he had always felt uneasy. The reason behind the power; the anger; the comments.

Sasuke's whole demeanour of how he held himself had changed. With a quick and graceful movement, long cold fingers had threaded into his hair on his right side and pulled harshly, a gasp of pain escaping frightened lips as his neck was exposed. Once again, the sparks between them flew as the cold fingers touched his scalp, a pleasurable feeling beneath the pain and harshness of physical contact and the mixture of the warm feelings against the coldness of the fingers.

"Hey, stop…"

Naruto heard and felt a feral hiss against the sensitive skin on his neck, the room spinning pink again as Sasuke spoke, "What happened to the boy who said that he'd kick my ass?"

Naruto found that he could only let out a small squeak of surprise, fright and intense pleasure escape his throat as he felt the tip of a surprisingly warm tongue quickly and lightly trace a path from his collarbone to his ear lobe, creating a pink, hazy sensation that travelled down his spine. He felt the feeling of helplessness bubble in his throat as childhood nightmares resurfaced from years of maturity.

The faceless monsters that were not supposed to exist; the terrors of the night that he had been told would never harm him: it was all real. Naruto could suddenly recall the warmth of someone who had died long ago with blond hair and dark blue eyes, holding him tightly and whispering words of protection and letting him know that there were no monsters under his bed or in the closet. They didn't exist. Cradling him tightly, long fingers stroking his forehead until he fell asleep.

But they were real. He was in the clutches of what could only be a vampire with sharp teeth and deep red eyes that he realised were almost exactly the same as Itachi's. The realisation was swept away as insecurity began to eat away at him. Who wouldn't be scared of someone who was supernaturally stronger than you yet physically not supposed to even exist or simply be?

Could anyone even fight back?

Naruto was brought back into his hallway by the feeling of a lithe yet incredibly strong body pressing up against his, hip bones pushing against his own and their bodies flush. A small gasp escaped his throat as his cheeks warmed with blood from their position, the tugging on his hair making him lean his head even more to his right as Sasuke brushed his cold lips along his beating neck, his lip stud cool against increasingly heating flesh.

Sasuke's skin was so, so cold against his own warm skin, signifying the lack of life flowing within his veins. But his breath and his tongue were blistering hot, as if conveying the need for Naruto's life essence.

Blue eyes screwed shut, a harsh breath escaping his lips as hips ground into his and nips pulled at the skin beneath his jaw, a sudden burst of will bursting into his mind which was overloaded with the sensation of Sasuke, a feeling of knowing him and strangely, belonging, mixed with a pink dizziness and the delightful tingles of electricity that were fizzing along his back, neck and travelling down his abdomen.

"Let…let me go, asshole!"

His hands, which had been hanging uselessly at his sides were now fisted in the vampire's dark t-shirt, pushing and pulling him away and closer at the same time in indecision but Sasuke was not moving an inch anyway.

Naruto let out a pained moan as he felt a sting at the base of his neck that could only be caused by the point of one of the vampire's sharp teeth. It wasn't very deep, he thought, tensing and waiting for the stab, but he could only whimper in a fusion of pleasure and pain as the sharp tooth was dragged lightly over his skin up his neck, purposely missing the vital arteries which would kill him, breaking the upper layer of skin in a bumpy line in an intense feeling until cold lips and warm breath touched his ear lobe and pulled back with a sharp hiss.

The feeling of harsh tugs within his hair and a cold hand gripping his waist sent more shivers down Naruto's spine, his breathing increasing.

Hazy blue eyes opened to lock with intense red ones, his eyes immediately darting to a mouth where one tooth was slightly tipped in red. His eyes widened as he could suddenly feel the warmth of blood slowly flowing down his neck in small trails and the intense desire within Sasuke's face as his gaze followed the blood.

He spoke huskily and the blond realised that they were both breathing hard, "You're not going anywhere, Naruto."

There was another harsh tug in his hair and then a fizz of delightful sparks erupted behind his eyes and along his forehead as he felt skin and hair upon him. His eyes focused and Sasuke's forehead was against his own, their noses almost brushing. From the bottom of his gaze, Naruto swallowed defiantly and hardened his gaze as he watched the vampire flick his tongue over the tooth that was stained by his blood. It was undeniably sexy, but he pushed that thought away, pleasure clouding his judgement.

Their noses brushed and Naruto exhaled sharply at the sensation, but it was pushed away by a hand grasping his chin harshly, whiteness blinding him before he saw the spinning tomoes of Sasuke's gaze.

"Stop that!" Sasuke breathed, his voice wavering slightly. Naruto felt surprised by the anxiousness within the deep baritone, "idiot human, thinking that you can stop me with these…sensations."

Naruto breathed deeply and smirked, though his lips did not turn up, "F…fuck you, bastard…I…I'm just as confused as you are! Let me go, you freak!"

Sasuke chuckled, "Confused? Hn. I know what I want. I want Itachi and you're going to tell me where he is. But right now, I'm hungry and you're making me want you even more!"

Naruto groaned in pain and pleasure as he felt a sharp nip on his jaw line and the grinding of hips upon hips, rendering the awareness of teenage hormones and the hardness he felt from himself and against him. A sudden flare of desire coursed through him accompanied by fear. Excitement from bloodlust mixed with excitement from fear? He was unsure. He was not afraid of dying - which seemed like a huge possibility at the moment - but to be feeling such emotions when he was being attacked, feelings he had never felt before…this longing for more of this touch…

Another flash of pink haze and a sharp pain across his jaw with a deep growl of 'Stop it!' echoed in the hallway that was suddenly too small. Naruto noticed amongst the painful pleasure that Sasuke had not yet fully stabbed any of his arteries or veins and had not had a taste of his blood except for the tiny amounts that had stained his teeth. Was he just playing with him?

Another fizzle of delightful sparks and an angry hiss. They were both trembling, Naruto noticed, feeling the ring on his finger that had given him no protection at all against Sasuke's hard clothed chest. Were the sparks supposed to happen amongst the pain of being attacked by a vampire? Something just didn't make sense. He felt so close to Sasuke, each touch igniting something that he felt was impossible by human nature. No simple touch could render someone so defenceless and dependent on another person, could it? This was something different; something addictive.

He felt weak and tired all of a sudden, his breath harsh as lips, nips and teeth moved along his neck with bursts of sparks, dizziness and breaths of 'Let me go!' from him and 'Stop it!' from Sasuke until he was only supported by the hips of Sasuke from falling to the floor in exhaustion.

Suddenly, there were harsh breaths against his cheek beside his lips and blue eyes once again met swirling red ones.

"Tell me about Itachi," he demanded ferociously, lips and teeth digging into the smooth cheek just beside his dry lips, pleasure tingling along his cheeks.

Naruto growled with sudden anger, "N…no, basta-"

The blond had moved his head forward with a sudden burst of energy while Sasuke had gone to once again draw blood from his jaw…

…and instead pierced Naruto's lip with one sharp nip, blood welling up and escaping onto Sasuke's tongue in a flood; much more than the redness that had only just stained his sharp canines before. Naruto widened his eyes at the feeling of the sharp sting.

And then all Naruto saw was white as the dark hallway he was in was replaced as he sank into the depths of something indescribable. Within a second, it felt as if his mind had dived into a maelstrom of colours. Through his eyes within the strange place, he could see nothing except strands that tangled all around him and seemed to pulse with life. They absentmindedly reminded him of spaghetti. The strands were all dark in colour: a mixture of royal deep blues, reds, greys and blacks, but underneath all the dark colours were strands of bright yellows, blues and greens, as if light was covered by darkness.

Naruto felt lost within this strange place, loneliness spreading along his fingers and toes. However, for some strange reason, he felt as if he belonged here.

He felt light-headed and strangely calm as he floated in the multicoloured abyss, until images began to unravel and flash before his vision in succession, not making much sense yet drawing him in.

Everything went black, the maelstrom of colours dissolving into darkness.

It was suddenly very lonely.

He then visualised a person. No, it was a small child; a boy, who seemed to be a little younger than eight years old. He was running; his form in greyscale in the blackness of the world Naruto was observing. Wearing what seemed to be a yukata, his dark hair flapped around his face as he ran, shouting 'Aniki! Aniki!' into the darkness. Naruto watched as another person materialised in the black world, his back to him and the small boy, who had longer hair and a red and white insignia on the back of his own clothes that Naruto recognised of a Japanese style, a katana clinking at his side.

"Aniki! Aniki, wait! Don't go…"

The child was calling as he continued to run on small legs, but the other man did not turn around.

-Get out-

"Aniki…"

Naruto suddenly felt a well of emotion pour into his body and mind, causing a tight sensation within his chest as warmness washed over him. It occurred to him that he was feeling the emotions of someone else. His vision became blurry until all he saw was the little boy who ran towards someone he could not get close to and all Naruto could feel was desperation, inadequacy but most of all, admiration. Those eyes, the child's onyx eyes, so full of light and childish qualities, but with the most intense look of desperation Naruto had ever seen.

-GET OUT-

That admiration quickly morphed into extreme hatred, the kind that cuts like a sharp knife, as the sharp voice that was telling him to leave seemed to take shape and physically pull him away from the lonely, black world, the maelstrom of coloured strands and the small boy, whose dark eyes were suddenly replaced with red ones that were moving frantically that belonged to a pale vampire who was leaning heavily against him in his hallway.

Naruto sucked in glorious air as his eyes refocused, feeling frantic breath on his cheek as he looked at Sasuke. They said nothing to each other, the silence unnerving. Sasuke's eyes were wide and frantic, his face in disbelief and filled with suppressed rage as his pale fingers grabbed Naruto by the collar of his t-shirt.

"You won't supposed to see that!" he cried, his calm façade shattered, "Why did you pry?!"

Naruto realised that the little boy who had been calling for his brother he had seen was Sasuke. He now saw the resemblance: the uncanny facial structure and shaped eyes.

'Was that a memory?' he thought, his head spinning, 'Just what is happening? What did I see? Where was I?'

He felt mentally exhausted; pissed off too.

"It's not my damn fault," he breathed in reply, "you're the bloodsucker who must do this everyday…so you tell me what's going on!"

Sasuke breathed deeply, his knuckles cracking as he tightened his grip on the collar of Naruto's t-shirt, "Why is a simple thing like you getting under my skin? I've never killed anyone, but you will be the first!"

The threat was not empty: he was livid.

But the moment he grabbed Naruto's chin with cold fingers to sink his teeth into his neck, the sparks erupted once more. They were not as strong as before, but the shock was the same: an electrical wire fizzing in all the right places.

Naruto felt Sasuke's body and grip leave his and he swayed on his feet as he tried to catch his balance from the dizziness that came over him. Lifting his hand to his neck which was still bleeding slightly, he breathed deeply and looked up, catching Sasuke's bright gaze in the darkness of his hallway. He was still close.

Everything that had transpired seemed surreal. Who would've thought that the 'major glomper' as Naruto had dubbed him to Gaara, would turn out to be someone who was not even human, a vampire?

A frightful shiver ran up Naruto's spine as the red eyes intensified, but for the first time that night, there was not an ounce of fear within him.

Sasuke stepped forwards but Naruto did not move. He did, however, feel his mind shutting down as if he was on the verge of unconsciousness. At first thought, he thought that it was perhaps from shock and exhaustion, but if there was anything to go against it, the red eyes that were spinning increasingly faster were the root of the feeling.

As darkness began to overtake him, his legs starting to shake and his hands reaching out to balance himself on the wall, he heard the husky voice of Sasuke, saying, "You'll be receiving another visit from me soon, Naruto, but you won't remember this little encounter. And rest assured, I'll find out your connection to him, one way or another."

Naruto could see a repeating image now: the little scene of the young Sasuke chasing an unknown figure in desperation within a world or utter loneliness. It looped, the small voice calling 'Aniki! Aniki!' over and over again, resonating deeply within his mind as it blackened out, drowning his vision in darkness.

"…but you won't remember this little encounter…"

He could feel his mind starting to lose the images that were Sasuke tonight, in his home, biting him and threatening him; but that childish voice, so frail and human, he felt, he wouldn't forget for a long time.

And then he felt the softness of his carpet on his cheek as darkness claimed him.

"It's been a while since I've been here," the shadowed figure said as he looked upon the town of Konoha from the viewpoint from one of the mountains that encased its north side.

It was cold, but no condensation rose from his mouth. The thin cloak he wore swayed in the night breeze.

Closing his eyes, he felt the currents of energy and Power that were infused in the wind that held the signatures of a being's name. He quickly recognised the first, the second, the third and then the fourth. He smirked. It was going to be interesting with so many beings he knew of both the Night World and the human world all in close proximity.

He opened his eyes, black tomoes encased in blood red and stated, "It's been 60 years, little brother; and I know that you're still that little child who followed me around. Not enough hate…"

He turned around and disappeared into the night with a final sentence, "It's time I finished what I started. We've lived in secret for too long…"

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To be continued

Oooo, kinda cliche with Itachi's entrance at the end, but I couldn't resist XD hehe

So something strange has happened between our two boys. You'll find out what it is exactly next chapter for sure! 'Til next time!