Summery: The last remaining clan of all eight of the legendary vampire clans, has died. The Uchiha, who were the strongest out of all seven clans has fallen from the wrath of the human's cruelty and misjudgment. For eons vampires have been hunted all because of harsh rumors and misunderstanding, now all have been eliminated. The last vampire species at the hands of the famous Senju Clan. A fierce ninja clan that specializes in paid assassinations. With their previous and no accomplished mission from the Konohagakure, the Hidden Leaf Village they have earned their respect in all five countries. All the vampires are gone... or are they? A discovery of a single lonely creature in a cave strikes the Senju's interest. The oldest son of Butsuma Senju, the only human on the planet, known to feel differently about the constant slaughter between the two worlds learns more and more on the cold Uchihas and can't help but want to fix the issue. Can the humans and vampire wars that have come to an end, be forgiven on both sides? Or will a new evil arise after the vampire's magic disappears and a new threat is opened into the mortal world.

... enjoy :3

Hashirama couldn't help but smile in amusement when Madara jerked his legs closed when his finger touched his entrance.

"Madara, you need to keep them open." He said chuckled quietly gently parting the pale legs again.

However once again before he could even get his finger inside the Uchiha's ass his legs forced their way closed again and a whimper escaped the vampire.

This got Hashirama's attention and he looked up with worried eyes. "Do you want to stop?" he asked concerned.

Madara seemed to say something but it was muffled by the cloth he had used to gag him with, so Hashirama removed it.

"Are you okay?" the tan skinned man repeated.

"Yes… I want to continue but… I just can't will my body to listen… after what Butsuma did, I just have trouble being touched down there. I don't want to get hurt again."

Hashirama's eyes softened, "Madara-chan… I won't hurt you, I give you my word."

"I know that but… I guess it's just sort of instinct now."

"Do you want to wait?"

"No… I just need a moment to recollect my thoughts so I can lessen the tenseness in my body."

"Would you like me to keep them open? I can." Hashirama stated forming the first sign needed for one of his most famous Mokuton release.

Madara paused for a brief moment, before glancing into Hashirama's eyes. "Your Mokuton jutsu are known to be harmful."

Hashirama chuckled at the statement, "Only in battle Madara, do I have trouble with the force I use Mokuton however if I'm using it for other things like building houses or other things I have more control with it. I'll be gentle I promise, I would feel awful if I accidentally hurt you."

"Okay. Go ahead." Madara agreed in a quiet yet nervous voice.

The human nodded his head and formed a few hand signs, "Wood Release: Deep Forest Emergence."

A couple medium thick wooden limbs shot out from the stone floor and wrapped around the underneath part of Madara's thighs, behind his knees and around his calves.

A small grunt escaped the vampire when they proceeded in pulling his legs apart as far as possible without causing pain, thus leaving him shamelessly exposed and rendering his lean pale legs completely immobile when the roots looped back into the ground keeping them anchored in place.

"Is this okay? If you feel any discomfort I can move them."

The Uchiha shook his head, "No its fine. Just… leave my arms free in case I need to…" Madara stopped in mid-sentence not wanting to finish it in case it would offend the human.

"It's okay, I understand. If you start to feel uncomfortable and if you do feel the need to defend yourself don't try to kill me with a blow, give me a warning." Hashirama chuckled with a smile.

Madara smiled back and picked up the cloth that Hashirama had used earlier and put it back in place, reaching behind his head and tying it securely so he was sure it wouldn't come lose, he would feel awful if he bit the man especially a man he had feelings for.

"Okay." Hashirama said aloud, laying back down in between Madara's parted legs.

The young vampire watched as Hashirama prodded his tight hole with his middle finger on his right hand, pushing the tip of his finger against it just enough that it opened up for his finger tip but not continuing in actually pushing it inside.

'I want to see how resistant he is first, I'm going to prepare him either way but I still want to be sure how much preparation I should use so that I won't hurt him when I start.'

Hashirama finely got his fingertip just past the tight muscles, feeling them contract against the end of his finger in fierce protest.

'Thought so.' He said mentally.

The tan toned man looked up at that perfect pale face and his eyes softened when he met those black orbs flickering a bright glowing crimson every now and then.

"Deep breath." Hashirama ordered softly turning back to what he was doing and prodding against Madara's entrance again before slowly pushing it inside causing him to jump and whimper softly.

Hashirama rest his ring and pointer finger against the sides of the vampire's entrance before carefully starting to move his finger in and out, and side to side trying to make room for the second.

After a couple moments of trying to stretch the smaller man with one finger he carefully inserted a second earning another whine of discomfort, when the third was added a small yelp escaped him which made the Senju feel the need to slow down a bit.

"Shh… sorry that wasn't intentional." He whispered being a bit more cautious when he continued stretching the small area with his three fingers.

Finely he thought he was ready enough so he pulled out two fingers leaving the one inside.

Madara couldn't help the curiosity when he watched Hashirama shift his left hand closer to his right and brought it close beside it to add the pointer from that hand inside his entrance to join the pointer on his right, embedding both inside the tight area.

Hashirama began the last stage of his teasing and pulled both fingers in opposite directions so the tiny hole was stretched a bit wider.

Smirking he brought his face close to the vampire's spread entrance and slowly and teasingly ran his tongue over the rim of the stretched ring of muscle, making Madara jump with a shocked gasp and causing his legs to strain helplessly against the wood bindings.

Madara's arms shot up, wrapping around the Senju's chest and shoulders, his eyes squeezing tightly shut.

A smirk crossed the human's face upon getting such a reaction, he carefully grasped Madara's semi-hard cock firmly, running his thumb over the slit on the swelling head as he slowly pushed his tongue inside that tight hole which was surprisingly a warmish cool on the inside.

Hashirama felt his legs straining against the restraints and he had to take another glance at Madara's face to be certain that he was okay with this.

"Mmff!" Madara yelped upon feeling the wriggling flesh go inside such a personal area.

A soft grinding sound could be heard when Madara's fangs retracted to their full length, now managing to overlap the top of the gag in between his jaws slightly as they finely stopped once his one and a half inch fangs were fully revealed.

Hashirama couldn't help but smirk mentally as the vampire squirmed and wiggled from the delicate touches that were driving him mad.

Continuing to tease, he speared his tongue inside the tight cavern. Wiggling it in circles, back and forth, thrusting it in and out as far as he could. Finely hit what he assumed was the vampire's prostate from the sharp inhale through the nostrils from that one particular movement of his tongue.

A sexy mouthwatering mewl of pleasure followed the gasp for air and he couldn't help but grin to himself.

Finely tiring of the play, Hashirama withdrew his tongue and leaned over Madara's body, placing gentle kisses underneath his hardening erection.

Just when the young vampire braced himself when he thought his friend was going to give him a blow job, his eyes opened once more in annoyance when Hashirama purposely skipped his dick and went up to his lower belly just above it and placed a gentle kiss.

And he didn't stop there, he went up his pale toned abs, past his navel, up strong pectoral muscles and stopping at his left nipple licking and sucking on it softly making him gasp in shock at the warmness against the freezing pale bud.

"Mmm…" he cried, his pale hand reaching up and wrapping around silky dark locks and tugging with rough affection.

He could feel Hashirama smirking against the flesh on his belly as he licked up and down, before moving up to his collar bone planting random kisses.

"Flawless beauty…" the man whispered, moving up from his collar bone to the vampire's neck licking the junction between his shoulder and neck.

Madara's eyes squeezed shut, hiding sparking red eyes behind long eyelashes a small whimper escaping behind the gag.

Hashirama's kisses kept going up the side of the young vampire's neck, pausing when he spotted two puncture scars symmetrical and almost at a certain distance from each other.

Confusion hit the Senju man for a brief moment before he glanced over at Madara's face and got the answer when he saw the two small daggers overlapping the thick cloth that was keeping him from being able to bite anything.

'Bite marks then… Madara did say that his kind tend to bite each other for more than one reason that must explain it, it looks like the only spot that was has a mark, yet it looks like it's healed over several times.'

Going back to his task at hand he ran his tongue over the two tiny scars and kept going up farther until he had to brush unruly black locks off the side of Madara'a face so he could get at his ear, gently taking the cartilage at the top in between his teeth tugging slightly before nipping roughly.

The reaction he got wasn't even close to what he had expected, it was a hell lot more than he thought he would get though as Madara's arms latched around his shoulders with such force that it almost made him fall on top of him, a loud pleasured shriek escaped behind the gag.

Now as the tan skinned man looked down he noticed the cock in his hand was now completely hard, swollen and almost begging for release as pre-cum dripped slowly from the inflamed head, flushed a very light shade of red against his abnormally creamy white skin.

"I'll get to it in a moment Mada-koi… hold on." Hashirama chuckled, pulling out of the needy vampire's desperate hold and reaching down to his own pants and sliding them off freeing his own painful erection.

When he looked back at the lusting Madara, he stared right back at him black eyes finely managing to stay in their glowing crimson form, fueled not by his lacking vampire magics but just pure adrenaline.

"Gorgeous… why do others call you Demon Angels… I don't understand how they can be so cruel." Hashirama whispered, carefully reaching behind Madara's head and untying the knot that secured the gag that restrained his mouth.

Madara's eyes went wide in a mix of panic and warning a small noise escaping his throat.

"Shh… I trust you. I don't care how lethal you claim to be. I trust that you wouldn't hurt me." He reassured gently easing the cloth from the vampire's mouth.

"I love you Madara…" Hashirama whispered quietly leaning down and placing a very gentle kiss on those pale lips.

To his relief the vampire did nothing, his fangs actually retracted a bit if anything.

"I love you too Hashirama… I think…" Madara stated hesitantly, his glowing red eyes pleading him silently.

"Alright, alright I'm done playing." The human chuckled softly carefully positioning himself at Madara's entrance, releasing his Mokuton jutsu that bound his legs, yet they were too weak to do anything more than twitch at this point.

He lifted Madara's pale hips in his warm hands, his hard erection prodding at the twitching hole he was about to engulf himself in.

Glancing hesitantly up at the now completely silent creature in front of him, he saw red eyes hidden behind pale eyelids.

"Madara… if you need something to ease the pain you can hold my shoulders, if you want to stop… we can stop I don't mind. I don't want to rush you into something you aren't yet ready for."

Black eyes peeked from behind the previously clenched eyelids, indicating the glowing red had disappeared. Madara didn't say a word at the statement, he stared into deep brown eyes before reaching upward and wrapping his arms around Hashirama's broad shoulders as he leaned upward to reach them and to make himself a bit more comfortable.

"Here..." Hashirama paused, grabbing the lithe limp legs off the stone floor and wrapping them carefully around his waist and lifting the Uchiha up slightly while he re-positioned himself again. "... leave them right here."

The young vampire shifted nervously so he leaned forward and kissed his cold forehead, running his tan fingers through the bangs that overlapped one of his eyes slightly.

"Hashi..." he pleaded once more, unable to stop himself from pressing his aching erection against firm ab muscles to try to get a bit of friction against it.

"Okay, ready?"

Madara's red eyes narrowed irritated, "Yes! Stop stalling and fuck me senseless already!" he yelled as his vampire patience finely hit the zero percent mark.

Hashirama blinked stunned by the creature's neediness. "Alright, alright."

The Senju pushed against the small ring of muscle, biting his lip to prevent himself from having the need to go into animal mode and pound the immortal beauty into either the wall or the stone floor of the basement.

Trying to go slow enough so he wouldn't accidentally hurt Madara he let just his head pop inside before pausing when he heard a small cry.

Madara's eyes narrowed irritated when Hashirama stopped, obviously trying to make sure he was okay.

There was one thing that needed to be made very clear to the human if he wanted to have an intimate relationship with him, if it could ever get that far.

That one rule was specific and the main source of his pride in having the bloodline of his family.

He was not, ever to be babied. To be treated like a fragile treasure, like china. If he had to prove his point with impatience and dominance so be it.

Black eyes lit up to glowing red when he heard Hashirama start to speak.

"Are you-ahhh! Madara!" Hashirama yelped when suddenly Madara forced him all the way inside the tight cooling yet warm cavern from the vampire jerking his pale hips backward onto his erection.

Madara's hands squeezed his tan shoulders tightly, and his head was lowered while he panted softly, causing wild ebony hair to hide his face but he could still see the red glow of his eyes behind the curtain of hair.

"Madara...?"

"I am not a possession. I am a living... or well, breathing thing just as you are. I have emotions Hashirama, I can feel pain, sadness, joy, love, fury, and hatred. I also have senses, which also means I can touch something and I can feel texture, I can speak, I can smell things, I can hear things, I can see things... I have no doubt seen more things than you can ever imagine at this point. Awful things, sad things, happy things, horrible things..."

"Madara I already-" Hashirama started

"No, you don't! Hashirama I can hear you, I can see you, I can talk to you, I smell you, and I can touch you, but more importantly I can love you.. I can trust you, and I do."

Hashirama was silent as he listened to the erotic angel speak.

"If you hurt me you would know, the message would be unpleasantly delivered. I can endure pain Hashirama, but I have a limit to how much I can take, just as you human's do. My honor and my pride as being the last vampire is important to me... and that pride is not to be insulted, ever."

Hashirama felt his heart fall into the pit of his stomach at the statement, he didn't realize he was basically holding back on him maybe treating him too delicately, and just because he was different and a bit smaller in body comparison to himself.

A small smile crossed his face as he lifted Madara's chin with a firm hand, staring into those amazing eyes he noticed a single tear shining in his left eye.

"I'm sorry. I didn't realize I was being too cautious, you're right you are a living thing just like I am, I should treat you as such. If I do hurt you I'll wait for a warning. Okay?" he asked, kissing pale lips briefly and getting a nod.

Since Madara was already filled with his entire length, he pulled back a bit before slamming back inside roughly making the smaller body jerk as it tried to get use to the feeling of him moving inside.

Hashirama let out a groan as those tight walls clamped down on his aching cock, he honestly didn't know how long he would be able to keep it up, but he was going to try his best to make it last.

Another brutal thrust made Madara curl his toes, legs wrapping around the human's waist tightly pulling himself closer agianst the body.

Fingernails shifted to sharp points as vampire instincts came into the picture, he was using everything in his power to keep his face a good distance away from Hashirama's neck or shoulder, in order to restrain further instincts to take over.

"Madara... nnngh... y-you feel so good... you're perfecct... haaa... so beautiful." Hashirama panted pulling back again and slamming back inside.

"Hnn... H-Hashirama... ahh! M-More... f-faster... f-fuck me... uhhhnn!" Madara pleaded.

"Hush... l-let me make you feel good... M-Ma... oooh... Madara-chan."

Another thurst caused a loud moan to escape the vampire's lips, his fingers raking across the strong tan back, causing Hashirama to cry out in unexpected pain from Madara's claws.

"Nnn gods Madara! Passionante creatures indeed... relax, that one hurt."

"S-Sorry... can't help it..." the young Uchiha moaned claws sinking into already torn flesh when he picked up his pace, causing the human to wince in pain.

"Sorry Madara-chan. This is getting too painful." Hashirama said, forming a hand seal and making large wooden limbs wrap around his arms, pulling them in front of his chest so they were rested against the firm tanned muscle of his own.

An uneasy look crossed his face which made Hashirama lean forward and kiss the tip of hsi nose. "I give you my word Madara Uchiha... I would never even think about hurting you. You can trust me, you said so yourself."

Madara nodded in response his legs tightening around his waist holding himself against the human tightly.

Hashirama went back to concentrating on his current task, easiing up the vmpire into his arms so he was holding his pale body latched onto him, a vice grip around his waist with his pale lean legs.

Keeping his body positioned enough to stay inside Madara's unbearable tight cavern, he carefully managed to turn around so his back was against the stone wall and managed to slide down the wall so he was sitting with Madara sitting on his lap.

"Standing is getting too difficult for me, you can take the lead Madara."

Madara's glowing eyes stared lustfully back into his chocolate brown, panting softly. "Y-You're... so kind, almost to the point of vulnerability. If I lost control I want you to be able to-"

"Silence." Hashirama ordered quietly, placing a finger over pale lips in between sharp fangs.

Upon not recieving a response hs continued. "Madara, stop doubting yourself. I trust you, so trust me and more importantly yourself."

The young vampire hesitated for a brief moment, a dark blush crossing his face as he grabbed Hashirama's forearm with his bound hands and used it for support as he slowly started to move on top of the human he now seemed to have a powerful connection with.

"Nnn..." he mewled softly, raising his hips and slamming back down on top of Hashirama's heated flesh.

Hashirama grunted at the action, surprised by Madara's forcefulness.

"Easy..."

"N-No... " Madara rasped and Hashirama actually could have sworn he was hissing at him, the type of hiss he heard rumored a vampire ready to attack something.

Deciding not to jump to conclusions he glanced at Madara's face, seeing eyes screwn shut in total bliss, a small trail of drool coming from the corner of his mouth on the left side, a couple of clear drops of liquid ran down his face from behind closed eyelids.

Fearing something was wrong, Hashirama opened his mouth to ask but stopped when he noticed the small hisses were in rythm with the desperate panting that was coming from the slightly parted lips.

'He hisses when he's like this? That's kinda cute.' he thought grinning to himself.

"I'm... ahh... nnngh I-I am so... oooh... s-so close... H-Hashirama..." Madara moaned slamming down on him roughly making him gasp in shock at the force Madara's hips just put on him.

The Senju man squeezed his eyes shut taking a deep breath, the heat that had been pooling inside his own belly for some time now was becoming unbearable, his balls were so tight they felt they were being pulled on by something.

"M-Madara-chan... hold still, I don't want to miss." he ordered quietly.

"Nnngh... H-Hashi-sama... ahh! F-Fill me... haaa... f-fill me with your cum! Ahhh! I want it ooooh... s-so arrgh... badly!"

He was feeling himself nearing completion, his mind was suddenly diverted when he felt a cool yet warm substance spray all over his stomach, then he felt Madara's head resting on his shoulder silky yet unruly locks tickling his tan skin.

Not even four seconds after Madara had came he felt himself release as well, all of it right inside that tight cavern and making its owner jump in surprise at the feeling, but he didn't raise his head up from its spot on the warm body beneath him.

"You're beautiful, Madara. You are special to me, there have already been things I have told you that I cannot tell others mainly because no one cares about own opinions. You're kind, gentle, and you have a longing for peace between humans and vampires. I will make that happen someday, I give you my word I will do it, not just for me but also for you." Hashirama whispered into his ear, running his warm hand over one of the black feathered appendages on his back, the Mokuton jutsu disappearing freeing his wrists.

"Why? Why would you do it for me?" the vampire asked quietly.

Hashirama smiled softly, wrapping his arms around the lithe pale figure in hsi arms. "Because, I love you, and I want us to be together. To be happy."

Madara was quiet for a moment, red glowing eyes slowly peeked up at him from their shelter behind black hair.

"I'd like that... I love you too. You're compassion and your idea for peace between two species that have hated each other for mileniums... it inspires me." he whispered, leaning up and kissing Hashirama's lips, fangs retracting completely so they were just teeth with small points on the canine teeth where they were hidden.

Hashirama couldln't help but smile again, returning the kiss and letting Madara snuggle against his warm body, pulling a blanket he had brought downstairs with him over the two of them, managing to get them both lying down he pulled Madara's cold body against his own kissing the back of his neck and nuzzling into dark black hair.

"I love you... my gorgeous fallen angel. Madara-kun."

Hope it was worth it guys! It better have been! I know, I know you love me for my cruelty with cliffhangers ;p

Emily