Yuki: Yeeeeeeeeeah. A used--pink bathrobe, a rare--mint snowglobe, a smurf---tv tray, I bought on eBay. My house is filled with this crap. Shows up in bubble wra-OW!!

Sam: ...dumbass...i swear you need to stop doing that...

Yuki: Okay. Back again with another chapter

Sam: there, there. let it all out

Yuki: -crys- TT I'm so thankful!!! People actually like the story!!!

Sam: -backs away- ye-ah

Naruto: What's her problem?

Sam: You don't want to know…

Naruto:…o….k…..

Sam: Read the warning in Chapter 1 people! OOC Lee is now in the story

Yuki: ... and a very hot lee at that...

Naruto: She doesn't own me, the show, or any characters or most of the plot. She just changed it to make it her own.


Chapter 3

I accepted the kiss, battling for dominance against Sasuke as I unwrapped one of my arms from his neck. I let him take control of the kiss, pulling my arm back and pulling away just in time. My arm connected firmly with his jaw and he let go, swearing up a storm and grabbing his aching jaw. I smirked, sliding off his lap and picking up my property from the ground, sliding them back into their places on my arm.

I waltzed over to him, tail swishing back and forth in pleasure as I spotted the bruise forming on the underside of his jaw.

He hissed and glared at me. "You fucking bitch. You just fucking hit me!"

I smiled and leaned down, whispering in his ear, "It didn't take much sweetheart."

I laughed at my mirth, nipping his ear and walking out of the room, a malicious grin adorning my face as I made my way towards my friend and that...thing.


Our table was nearly bumping up against the stage. The room, full of liquor and laughter, echoed a safe and friendly atmosphere. Well, except for the few fake screams as vampire waiters and waitresses moved about the tables. There was an undercurrent of fear. That particular terror you encounter when you're about t go down that first huge slope on a rollercoaster, or the fear you feel when listening to the suspenseful music of undeniable horror and fear at the movies. It was, supposedly, a safe fear.

Damn. The light just went. Greeeeat. Screams echoed throughout the room. I covered my poor, poor ears. Those screams were way too high and shrill. Some real fear for an instant. A voice came through the darkness. "Welcome to Guilty Pleasures. We are here to serve and give."

I recognized that voice. I smirked. I guess Mr. Uchiha has recovered. His voice was like silken whispers in the wee hours of night. Damn, he was good. But not that good...okay I admit. I'm in denial.

"Have you ever wondered what it'd be like to feel my breath upon your skin? My lips along your neck." I gulped as he continued on with his sensually talk. I didn't have to wonder. All I had to do was walk right up to him and he would gladly do that. It was like he was talking to me. Like the whole speech was just for me. Ha. Who was I kidding. Probably ever fucking woman in this room was thinking that. It didn't matter he was mine...wait a minute...I AM NOT JEALOUS!

"Our first gentleman tonight shares in your fantasy. He wanted to know how the sweetest of kisses felt. He has gone before you to tell you that it is wondrous." The damn man let silence fill the air in the still darkness, until even my own heart beated loudly in my chest. "Lee is with us tonight."

"Lee..." Ino whispered, staring at the stage intently. Soon a chant started up. "Lee, Lee, Lee..." The sound rose around us like a dark prayer.

The lights began to come up like the end of a movie, showing way to the lean figure on the stage. A white tee hugged his well built, not muscle-man though, upper body close; black leather jacket, tight jeans and boots completed the outfit. He looked as if he could've walked off any street. His short, style spiked hair and slanted eyes gave him a wild look. Music drifted into the the twilit silence, the man swaying to the sound, hips rotating ever so slightly. He began to slip out of the leather jacket, moving slowly like he was part of the fucking matrix or something. The music began to pulse, a pulse that his body moved with. The jacket, finally, slipped onto the stage, as he stared out into the audience. I just rolled my eyes. Great. A male stripper, hobo, matrix cosplaying man that liked to play whore the vampires. Yep, just what I needed on a Friday.

I looked back at the man on stage, noticing white scar tissue, covering his arms. I gulped. I wasn't really sure what was about to happen but I knew I was so not going to like it. He swayed and strutted around the stage, stopping near our table. He looked down at us and damn did is neck look just like a junkie's arm. I had to look away, I couldn't stand it. All those neat little bite marks, just like neat little scars. I glanced around my table, Hinata looking down at her lap, Ino leaning forward in her chair with half-parted lips.

He grabbed the tee with strong hands and pulled, peeling away from his torso as it ripped. Screams came from the audience. A few called his name. He smiled, a dazzling, brilliant, melt-in-your-mouth smile. I crossed my arms and huffed, leaning back in my chair. Immature idiots...but then again who was I to talk. I took a glance out of him from my periph and couldn't stop my jaw from slowly dropping. There was scar tissue on his smooth, bare chest: white scars, pinkish scars, new scars, old scars.

"Oh God." Hinata whispered.

Ino grinned, "He's wonderful, isn't he?"

I glanced at her, about to say a blunt 'Are you shitting me?' but I noticed something I hadn't earlier. Her flared collar had slipped to reveal two neat puncture wounds on her neck. They were fairly old, almost scars. Sweet Jesus, I knew I was slow today but I should've smelt the vampire on her.

The music burst into a pulsing violence, Lee keeping up with it. I glanced back at him seeing that there was a white mass of scars littering his left collarbone; ragged and vicious. My stomach flipped and tightened. A vampire had torn through the man's collarbone, ripped him up like a dog with its first taste of fresh, bloody meat. I knew, because I had a similar scar. Lots of similar scars to be infact. Just go ahead and guess where they came from.

Dollar bills appeared in hands like mushrooms after a rainy season. Ino was over there, waving her money like a flag. I didn't want Lee at my table. Nuh-uh. Nope. No siree. I had to lean into Ino to whisper into her ear and be heard. "Ino, please, don't bring him over here."

Even as she turned to look at me, I knew it was too late. Lee of the many scars was standing on stage, looking straight down at us. I stared up into his very human eyes. Out f my periph, I could see the pulse in Ino's throat. She licked her lips; her eyes were enormous. She stuffed the money down the front of his pants, bringing her hands up to trace his scars like nervous butterflies. Dear lord, I was becoming nauseous. She leaned her face close to his stomach and began kissing his scars, leaving red lipstick prints in her wake. He knelt as she continued to kiss up his chest. She continued up, pressing his lips to his face. He tilted his neck to the side, as if he knew what she wanted. She licked the newest bite scar, tongue small and pink, like a cat. I heard her breath go out in a trembling sigh. She bit him, mouth locking over the wound. I scowled as Lee jerked with pain...or maybe just surprise. Her jaws tightened as her throat worked. She was sucking the wound.

Frown plastered on my face, I turned away and looked towards Hinata. She was staring at them, face blank with astonishment and somewhat fear. The crowd was going wild, screaming and waving money in the air like crazed me at an auction. My tail lay limp and ears pressed flat against my head, twitching at the noise. Note to self; when entering vamp strip club on a Friday night, bring a box of earplugs. Lee pulled away from Ino and moved onto another table. Ino slumped forward, head resting in er lap, arms limp by her sides. I rose an eyebrow, an ear lifting a little with some twitching movements. Had she fainted? I reached out to touch her shoulder and realized I didn't want to touch her. I took a shaky breath then grabbed her shoulder, shaking her gently. She moved turning her head to look at me. Her eyes held the lazy fullness that sex gives. Her mouth looked pale, lipstick worn away. She hadn't fainted; she was fucking basking in the afterglow. I wouldn't be surprised if she'd also orgasmed while she was having her sucking frenzy. Che, vamps and they're lustful ways.

I drew back from her, wiping my hands on my pants. My palms were sweaty. I looked back at the stage to see Lee there. He had stopped dancing. He was just standing there. I saw the giant red mark Ino left on his neck.

I jolted, then blinked. I felt the first stirrings of an old mind, flowing of the crowd. I forced back a whimper as Hinata looked at me, fear written plainly across her face. "What's happening?"

"It's alright." Ino said. She was sitting upright in her chair, eyes still half-closed. She licked her lips and stretched, hands rising above her head.

Hinata turned to me. "Naruto, what is it?"

"Vampire." I said, staring straight at the table.

Fear flashed across her face and I almost laughed. I watched the fear fade under the weight of the vampire's mind. She turned away slowly to stare at Lee as he waited on stage. Hinata was in no danger. That I was certain of. This mass hypnosis was not personal and not permanent. Trust me. Those vamps also have to answer to the law too. The vamp wasn't as old Sasuke, nor as good. Let's not reveal to him that i just praised his overly egotistic mind. I sat there, tail and ears twitching, feeling the press and flow of over a hundred years of power, and it wasn't enough. Well it wasn't for me anyways. Now these humans...that's a whole other matter. I felt him move up through the tales. He had gone to a lot of trouble to make sure the poor humans wouldn't see him come. He would simply appear in the midst like magic. I snorted.

You don't get surprise vamps often. I turned and watched the vampire make his way to the stage. Every human face I saw was enraptured, turned blindly to the stage, waiting. The vampire was tall with high cheekbones, model-perfect, sculpted. He was too masculine to be beautiful, and too perfect to be real. He weaved through the tables wearing a proverbial vampire outfit, black tux and white gloves. Sorta reminds me of a penguin or mickey mouse. He stopped one table away from me to stare. He held the audience in the palm of his mind, helpless and waiting. But there I sat staring at him, this time, straight into his eyes. I always had more power than most of them, depending on their age, when i was in one of my demon forms. His body stiffened; surprised. I cackled with glee in my mind, a giant smirk painted on my face. There's nothing like ruining the c calm of a hundred-year-old vampire to boost a demon's morale. Thank you daddy.

I looked past him to see Sasuke. He was staring at me, a glint of amusement apparent in his eyes. I saluted him with my drink; with which he responded with a nod. A silly grin came o my face and a blew a kiss at him, adding a wink in too. His eyes widened then slid into a well used glare. He knew I was playing with him. I smirked and turned back to look at the vamp standing on the stage beside Lee. Lee's eyes were as blank as any human's. The spell or whatever drifted away. With a thought he woke the audience, an they gasped. Magic. I snorted and muffled my laughter in my sleeve.

Sasuke's voice filled the sudden silence. "This is Maaka. Welcome him to our stage."

The crowd went wild., applauding ad screaming. Hinata was joining in with everyone else. Apparently; she was impressed. The music changed again, pulsing and throbbing in the air, almost painfully loud. My ears lay flat, tail covering them. Maaka the vampire began to dance. He threw his white gloves into the audience. One landed at my feet. I left it there.

Ino spoke. "Pick it up"

I shook my head. No way jose! Another woman leaned over from another tale. I wrinkled my nose; her breath smelled like whiskey.

"You don't want it?" She asked.

Once again, I shook my head. She got up, I suppose to get the glove. Ino beat her to it. The woman sat down looking unhappy.

The vampire had stripped, showing a smooth expanse of chest. He dropped to the stage and did fingertip-push ups. I rolled my eyes. The audience went wild. I wasn't impressed at all. I knew he could bench press a car if he wanted. What's a few push ups compared to that?

He began o dance around Lee, Lee turning to face him, arms outspread, slightly crouched, as if he were ready for an attack. They began circling each other as the music softened until it was only the soft underscoring to the movements on the stage.

Maaka began to move closer to Lee; Lee moving as if trying to run from the stage. The vamp was suddenly there, blocking his escape. I blinked. I hadn't seen him move. The vampire was just there. I hadn't seen him move. Fear drove all the air from my body in an icy rush. I hadn't felt the mind trick. Holy. Fucking. Shit.

I looked around. Sasuke was standing two tables away. He smirked when he caught my gaze, raising a pale hand to salute. The bastard had been in my mind and I hadn't even known it. I glared and flipped him one, smirking at the frown that marred is pretty little face. The audience gasped and I urned my attention back to the stage, chocking back my own gasp. They were both kneeling; the vampire had one of Lee's arms pinned behind his back. One hand gripped Lee's hair, pulling his neck back at a painful angle.

Lee's eyes were wide and terrified. The vamp hadn't put him under...holy fuck...HE WASN'T UNDER!!!! He was aware and scared. Dear God. He was panting, his chest rising and falling in short gasps. The vamp looked out at the audience and hissed, fangs flashing overdramatically in the lights. The hiss had turned the beautiful face into something bestial. His hunger rode out over the crowd; a need so intense, it made my stomach cramp.

No! I would not feel this with him! I bit my tongue; hard. I sighed in relief, the feeling faded. Pain helped. I sucked on my tongue, swallowing my own metallic blood; the taste bitter, yet not. The hunger beat around me, filling the crowd, but not me, not me.

Maaka drew back his head.

"No..." I whispered. The vamp struck, teeth sinking into the flesh. Lee screamed and it echoed around the club; I winced, holding my sensitive ears. The music died abruptly. No one moved. You could have dropped a pin. Soft, moist, sucking noises filled the silence. Lee began to moan, high in his throat. Over and over again, small helpless sounds. I looked out at the crowd. They were with the vampire, feeling his hunger, his need, feeling him feed. Maybe sharing Lee's terror, I didn't know. I was apart from it and glad.

Maaka stood, letting Lee fall to the floor. I almost stood, thinking Lee was dead but he wasn't i watched him take a few shuddering breaths. He was alive. I felt weak. He was alive and he had he enjoyed it. I wouldn't have believed it if someone told me. I would've called them a liar.

A vampire junkie. Surely, to GOD, I'd seen everything now.

A whisper echoed through the silence. "Who wants a kiss?" Sasuke's voice stretched out.

No one moved for a heartbeat; then hands, money, raised here and there. Not many, but a few. Most people looked confused, as if they had woken from a daydream and their teacher just finished asking them a question. I almost groaned as I recognized one of the money holders. Ino.

Lee lay where he had been dropped, chest rising and falling, himself recovering from the intense moment that was displayed to all just a few seconds earlier.

Maaka the Vamp came to Ino. She tucked the money down the front of his pants. He pressed his bloody, fanged mouth to her lips. The kiss was long and deep, full of probing tongues. They were tasting each other. My face twisted with disgust as I watched the two suck face. Oh lord I was gonna be sick.

The vampire drew away from Ino. Her hands around his neck tried to draw him back, but he pulled away. He turned to me . I shook my head, scooching back a bit.I showed him my empty hands. No money here folks.

He grabbed fro me, snake-quick. No time to think, I stood up and away, just out of harms reach. No ordinary human could have seen him coming. The jig, as they say, was up. A buzz of voices raised through the audience as they tried to figure out what had happened, I quickly hid my ears and tail, making them invisible to the human eye. No demon here folks; just your friendly neighborhood animator, folks, nothing to get excited about. Heh heh, yeeeeeeeeeaaaaah.

Sasuke was suddenly beside me, arms wrapped around my midsection. An added bonus for him. I hadn't seen him come. "Are you alright, Naruto?"

His voice held hints of hings unsaid. Things the words didn't even hint at. Promises whispered in darkened rooms, under cool sheets. He sucked me under and rolled my mind like a wino after money, and it felt good. Crash-Shrill-Beep- Noise thundered through my mind, chased the vampire out, kept him at bay.

My beeper had gone off. I blinked and staggered out of his grasp, leaning against our table. Sasuke reached out to steady me. "Don't. Touch. Me." I hissed through gritted teeth. The damn smug bastard. Playing with my mind. He smiled. "Of course." Yes. A damn smug bastard indeed.

I pushed the button on my beeper to silence it. Thank you god, I decided to hang my beeper off my waistband. I might've never heard it otherwise. I called from the phone at the bar, Sasuke behind me all the while. I ignored him. The police wanted me expertise at the Hidden Leaf Cementary. I had work my night off. YIPEE!!! Oh, and I mean it this time if you get my drift.

I offered to take Hinata with me, but the girl wanted to stay. I sighed. Whatever else you could say about vamps, they are fascinating. It went with the job description, like drinking blood and working nights. Hey, it was her choice.

I promised to come back in time to drive her home. Then I picked up my cross from the little box of holy items, as I had dubbed it, and slipped it inside my shirt.

Sasuke was standing at the door. He grabbed me by the waist, pulling me flush against him. I blushed and glared at his clothed chest. "I almost had you my little Kitsune." He licked a line from my collarbone up to my jaw, giving it a quick nip.

I glared at him again and pushed away before he could get a grip on my well-shaped ass. Yes I admit it, I love my ass and am very proud and protective of it. This leading to me still being, said to say, a virgin. Sigh. I walked to the door and glared back at Sasuke, noting that his face was pointed to my ass, his eyes also directed to the middle area between my buttcheeks. I blushed and hissed at him, getting his attention. "Almost, doesn't count you blood-sucking bastard!" I waltzed out, his laughter following me out into the night, like velvet rubbing against my spine.


Yuki: It is done! Finally! All I needed was some inspiration, I'm already half way through the next chapter!!

Naruto: -claps hands- Brava! ...now...-glares at Yuki- what is this about my ass?!

Sasuke: wraps his arms around Naruto and starts dragging him toward the bedroom- Don't deny that you have the tightest, roundest, bubbilicious butt in the century!

Naruto: - blushes and ends up being dragged into the bedroom-

Yuki: yeah...i didn't hear that come out of Sasuke's mouth. Well here's a Preview of the next chappie and if you want me to post it sooner then normal give me some reviews or flames or constructive criticism...as long as it isn't on grammar or spelling. I don't have a beta kay!


The coffin lay on it's side. A white scar of claw marks ran down the dark varnish. The pale blue lining, imitation of silk, was sliced and gouged. One bloody handprint showed plainly.; it could almost have been human. All that was left of the older corpse was a shredded brown suit, a finger bone gnawed clean and a scarp of scalp. The man had been blond...