Centuries
Silver's Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews. Warning: There is a jealous Itachi and a semi clueless Sasuke on the loose in a nightclub. Please proceed with caution as this chapter includes a lot of awkwardness and some laughs. With that in mind, happy reading.
Chapter 7
When the plane took off, heading for one of Tokyo's private airstrips, Suigetsu and Karin contented themselves with taking pair of seats at the front of the plane, where they knew that Sasuke wouldn't have to watch them make out. Apparently, watching the two of them 'try to eat each other' annoyed the old vampire. And, well…Suigetsu knew when to push his luck and when not to.
In the middle of the plane was a couch, clearly meant for lounging, that Sasuke had claimed immediately, preferring to fall asleep for the plane ride. His sleeveless black shirt displayed his arms, but the high collar that zipped up his left shoulder his almost everything below his jaw from view. Even before he became a vampire, black was his thing. Only on rare occasions did he mix color into his wardrobe, and even then, only dark colors.
Towards the back, Jugo had claimed a very large chair, clearly designed for the half-giant himself, gesturing to a smaller seat beside him for Itachi to sit in. "Sasuke usually sits there, but it looks like he's a little preoccupied." It had been a little unsettling at first, seeing Sasuke sleep without breathing, but by now, Jugo was well used to the sight.
"Ah I see." Itachi nods as he watches his ancestor doze. "Have you been with him long?" It seemed like the half succubus and merman had been hanging around Sasuke for longer than he'd been alive, but the gentle giant was somewhat of a mystery to him.
Jugo nods. "I came here with Sasuke from Scotland when he and Kakashi parted ways. He helped me to escape from my tribe when I was a child." Giants were peaceful enough most of the time, but they were not overly fond of humans, and certainly not of someone living among them who was a half-breed. "He saved my life and allowed me to come with him when he left Britain behind."
His ancestor collected 'strays'. That was unexpectedly sweet of him. "Well that's good. I'm glad you were able to escape." Itachi smiles at him. Really, Jugo reminded him of a big Saint Bernard or something. Huge, but friendly.
"So am I. Which is why I do what I can to repay the debt I owe him." Not that handling a four hundred year old vampire was easy, but he managed as well as a half-giant could.
"He certainly does keep a diverse cast of friends around himself." Itachi observes in amusement. "A half succubus, a merman, and a half giant." At this point, he was half expecting a leprechaun or a fairy to jump out from somewhere.
Jugo chuckles quietly. "Yes, he does. Though I would guess it has more to do with the three of us being too persistent to leave him alone, and Sasuke not caring enough to force us to leave. We keep him from getting…bored." He could have used a few other choice words, but that one seemed gentler than the others.
Itachi sighs, knowing what bored really meant. "Well I'm glad that the three of you were around to keep him entertained." Otherwise, his ancestor might have died long before Itachi ever met him, or gone insane.
The gentle giant nods, eyes drifting to Sasuke's still form. "I would guess that when Kakashi told you about him…Sasuke isn't exactly what you were expecting." Assuming, of course, that Kakashi told the young vampire much of anything.
"That's one way to put it." He still looked so young to experience so much pain. It made Itachi feel oddly protective of him, even if he was an arrogant prick when it came to kissing.
"Well, then what were you expecting?" Jugo always did find it amusing when people met Sasuke, only for him to be nothing like what they expected. Yes, there was the apathy that came with the centuries that Sasuke had lived, as well as the ruthless assassin that he'd been for over half his life, the angsty teenager, which Jugo suspected wasn't actually a new development, unlike what Sasuke claimed, or denied. It depended on the day.
Itachi was sure that Sasuke got this a lot, but he'd say it anyway. "A bit older in appearance." He pauses. "Less cocky, maybe. Though I didn't expect him to be so willing to mix with other species or lend a hand to those who needed it." He glances at Suigetsu and Karin. "Even if it is obvious at times they drive him crazy."
"Yes, that's what most people expect from him. But they're surprised when they see how forward, he can be, only moments after seeming like he doesn't care. And then, he can be downright juvenile when it strikes his fancy." Jugo knew better that most people, though. "I think…once a vampire gets to a certain age, without something or someone to ground them, they start seeming a little disconnected, the different parts of their personality splitting off, and surfacing at random. The inconsistency seems to throw people off."
"Yes, I've heard of such things." He shakes his head at the thought. "I think that's why most vampires end up siring people. It gives them something to focus on."
"That's true, but Sasuke seems to think that there are more than enough vampires running around, and that forcing others to bear the same curse as him would be cruel." Jugo frowns sadly at the thought. "After Kakashi, he refused to sire anyone else. He's had more than enough opportunity to do it, if he wanted to."
"Perhaps, he just felt guilty about unleashing such a pervert onto the world." Itachi chuckles. "In all seriousness though, you're likely right." He had just been trying to dispel the rather morbid direction this conversation was taking.
Jugo smiles at Itachi's words. "Yes, well, Kakashi's perversions aside, I thought that it would be wise to warn you that Sasuke isn't entirely…stable." Then again, what vampire was. "If anything should happen tonight, tell me. Apart from that…try to enjoy yourself. If you do…maybe Sasuke will as well. He needs to have some 'fun' more than once or twice a year. And maybe some new energy around the house might help."
It was one thing for him to be boastful or a bit closed off, it was another for one of Sasuke's friends to say that he wasn't playing with a full deck. "I'll keep that in mind." It made Itachi feel a bit wary. What horrors were hiding behind those beautiful dark eyes in that seemingly brilliant, tormented mind of his?
Annoying. This is why Sasuke hated going out clubbing. The human bouncers always seemed to think that he was a kid, some high school student trying to sneak into a nightclub. He HATED being treated like a child! And he would rather not have to compel obedience from the humans. Honestly, the fact that this nightclub catered to supernaturals meant that it should have merited getting supernatural bouncers as well, but apparently, there weren't any who wanted the job, or fit the bill.
Hence Sasuke's current frustration as the bouncer scrutinizes his ID, fake, of course, but only because he was way too OLD to possibly be entering the club, not because he was too young. "Are you going to stare at it all night, or are you going to move?" They didn't give Jugo or Itachi any trouble, and even Karin and Suigetsu could manage to slip through without much suspicion cast about their ages. But no, not him. If only Indra could have waited a few years, then he would have so many less problems on his hands, and not just in terms of getting into bars without scrambling the brains of innocent humans.
Though he was starting to reconsider that approach…
His ancestor's fury was almost a living, breathing thing, Itachi observes. "I assure you that this man is twenty-one years old." Which meant that it was time for him to save the poor human's life. "Everything is in order and he would not be my boyfriend, if he wasn't already legal." Itachi shakes his head. "Can you imagine having a boyfriend who wasn't even old enough to go clubbing with you?"
While Itachi's intervention wasn't the greatest for his ego, Sasuke went with it when he noticed that the bouncer was buying it. "Hm…fine, you can go in." He glances at Itachi, the next words making Sasuke bristle like a cat. "Just make sure that your little pretty boy doesn't get himself into any…trouble." He hands the ID back, and Sasuke had to resist the urge to strangle the oblivious human.
"Trust me, he's gorgeous, but he's not a boy." Itachi smiles at him. "He was more than capable of knocking you on your ass. I just didn't think that would be the most romantic way to start the night." He leads Sasuke into the club before the elder vampire could kill the bouncer.
Sasuke glares back towards the door sourly as they're met by the flashing lights and loud music of the club. "He's lucky that I don't kill humans anymore." Because this guy was begging to be introduced to his chokuto.
Itachi nods at him. "Very lucky." That had been far too close. "How about I get you a drink?" Maybe, that would soothe his irritation.
Sasuke rolls his eyes. "Fine. I suppose it would look strange if you didn't. After announcing to the bouncer, and anyone who could hear that I'm your…boyfriend?" He raises an eyebrow. "Really? Of all the things you could have said, that's what you went with?"
"It was the best I could come up with on short notice and he seemed to believe it." Itachi shrugs as orders Sasuke a glass of bourbon. "Besides, it's not that shocking. We did kiss once."
"I've kissed a lot of people." Sasuke picks up the glass of whiskey, swirling it around. "Doesn't mean I've dated them." Not that he had an interest in dating. It was a very…human concept.
"True, but if you weren't willing to kiss someone, it's highly unlikely you'd enter a romantic relationship with them." Dating probably meant nothing to Sasuke. "Besides, it was better than you sending the bouncer to the ER."
"I wouldn't have sent him to the ER." Sasuke frowns at the drink, before bringing the glass to his mouth and throwing it all back at once. Then, he motions for the bartender to bring him a quadruple shot of whiskey. "I would have compelled him to let me in. Since I can't exactly tell him how old I really am."
"Good to know." Itachi shakes his head in amusement. "Well you could have told him your real age, but he would have probably accused you of being thoroughly intoxicated."
"Not even close…" Not nearly. Not yet. "Trust me, the moment I'm actually drunk, you'll know." He tosses back the next glass easily, feeling the whiskey burn a pleasant track down his throat.
He laughs softly at that thought, imagining a drunk Sasuke. "So what kind of drunk are you? Angry, frisky, talkative?" Because this could get very interesting in short order.
"Fun, according to Suigetsu." The bartender brings over an entire bottle of whiskey for Sasuke, which Sasuke starts pouring into his glass. But as the bartender comes back around, Sasuke glares sharply at him, warning the incubus not to try any funny stuff.
"Oh, good, that means that we should all be expecting lap dances." Itachi smiles at him teasingly as he motions for the bartender to bring him some vodka.
"Well, I'm not drunk yet." Though as he throws back his third glass, he could be in just ten or fifteen minutes. "I'm sure that you figured out how hard it is to get a vampire drunk not too long after you were turned." Though the blessing was no hangover the next morning.
"You might not be drunk yet, but you weren't sober enough to deny the lap dance." His eyes were now dancing with amusement. "Good to know." His fangs visible underneath the glowing lights of the club. It was one that catered to supernaturals, after all. There was no need to hide.
Sasuke shoots Itachi a flat look before throwing back another of his own. "If you think that I would ever give Suigetsu a lap dance, you're dead wrong." He did enjoy the taste of the well-aged whiskey racing into his stomach, though. It made his cool body feel toasty warm.
"Karin will likely be thrilled that you haven't disqualified her yet." Itachi chuckles as he throws back a shot of vodka.
"Why would I give a succubus a lap dance? She's more likely to try and give ME one." And in fact, she had tried, much to Sasuke's irritation. "Besides, she's too busy dancing with Suigetsu." He eyes the dance floor suspiciously as the merman and the sex demon dance all too eagerly with each other. Karin was probably loving the energy out there. She loved clubbing, there was so much energy to feed on, that it was just something that she couldn't go without.
His ancestor was definitely sulking like a teenager. It was cute and a bit disturbing. "Why don't you have another drink and you can dance with me?" After all, he had told the bouncer that Sasuke was his boyfriend.
Sasuke throws back his…fifth, or was he on his sixth drink? Seventh, maybe? Whatever… "…Fine." After all, he knew that two hot guys dancing together could lure in all sorts of other partners. Maybe that's what Itachi was aiming for. "But if you're going to feed, try to at least be discreet about it."
"Yes, Sir." Itachi shakes his head in exasperation as he offers Sasuke his hand. "Not everything is motivated by practicality though."
"Sometimes it's better than letting your emotions rule you." Sasuke had let his rule him for a while, and it hadn't ended well. So it was just better to shut them off when they became too much. "But I suppose that you'll see that…sooner or later." Still, as he takes Itachi's hand, Sasuke kind of hoped he wouldn't become so disillusioned. Because it was a dark and quiet path to walk for eternity, and he wouldn't wish it on anyone.
Itachi smiles as he wraps his arms around Sasuke. "That may be true, but there are states between being a slave to your emotions and feeling nothing at all." He sounded so tired...Itachi was afraid that he might have met Sasuke too late. Had he been introduced to an ancestor with one foot already out the door?
"Yes, I know, and I've lived every state in between." Sasuke sighs, pushing himself out of Itachi's arms, and reaching back to the bar for one more glass of whiskey, filled to the brim. This was not a conversation that he wanted to have right now, so, this was the best option.
As it races into his stomach, joining the rest of the whiskey, he starts to feel the buzz. The happy buzz that only came after consuming copious amounts of alcohol. "Come on, you wanted to dance?" He tugs on Itachi's wrist, heading to the dance floor. It was easier to focus on than…other stuff.
Itachi frowns at the rebuff, but nods as he allows himself to be lead off. Sasuke, it seemed, wanted to lead and that was a small concession to give, if it meant snapping the other vampire out of his temporary melancholy. Well hopefully, it was only temporary.
Well, this positioning was going to be awkward. Sasuke didn't usually dance with someone who looked so much older than him. Not to mention who had a couple of inches on him. Damn Orochimaru for getting him turned so young! "Might as well make a show of it, right?" His eyes flash red for a second as he turns his back to his partner, and takes Itachi's hands, wrapping them around his waist.
"Of course, I'm sure that Karin will quite appreciate our...efforts." He hadn't expected Sasuke to allow him to lead. Then again, he almost had to. "You look amazing by the way." And rarely, did they make asses as fine as the one that was currently pressed dangerously close to…well, some rather intimate areas.
"Thank you. And Karin DOES appreciate it when I get drunk. Especially when we're out clubbing. She says that I put out the most sexual energy in the room." Not that he really cared. It was just something positive that came out of his unfortunate tendency to get very horny, very fast when alcohol was involved.
He chuckles at that as Itachi sways to the music with his adorable ancestor. "Well I can't taste sexual energy in the way she can, but I'll take her word for it." Though he might be soon vying with the older vampire for that title. It was a bit embarrassing, but Karin would likely be fully aware of his attraction to Sasuke by the end of the night. Whether he said anything about it or not.
"Yeah…" The alcohol and music making his head fuzzy, Sasuke presses back against the surprisingly warm body behind him. Well, then again, maybe that wasn't so surprising. Itachi did drink more blood than he did, and he noticed that vampires' body temperatures varied both with age, with the amount of blood that they drank, and just from one vampire to the next as well. And Itachi…he was warm…almost as warm as a human. It was…nice.
Itachi smiles and glides his hands over Sasuke's hips. "Don't get me wrong, I still think that you're highly conceited in certain areas." Making a show of it as their dancing became increasingly more intimate. "But I'm glad that we met. I love Kakashi like a big brother." He couldn't really call someone as casual as Kakashi a father figure. "It's just not quite the same though. Not the same as having an actual relative. Even if it is distant."
"I know." Sasuke leans back further into Itachi, his head getting…very fuzzy. He was finally absorbing the bulk of the alcohol, and he was starting to feel…a little hot, himself. "But we can talk later. Just dance." He grinds back up against Itachi, his eyes glowing a little brighter.
"Alright." He just hoped that Sasuke didn't notice the reaction that his little display of Sexy Dancing was evoking. "Just dancing then." Because that would more than a little humiliating.
Sasuke's eyes flit around the room, searching out someone suitable, either for Itachi to feed from, because it was no secret that some humans, and some supernaturals liked that, probably more than was healthy, or someone for him to sneak off with and fuck tonight. After all, even a four hundred and thirty-two year old vampire had needs. Especially if they were stuck in a teenage body. "Are you hungry, Itachi?" One of his hands travels up, brushing past Itachi's shoulder, and blindly caressing his cheek.
He was, a little, though not necessarily for food. "I could eat." Itachi smiles at him slyly. "Though I doubt that this is what those commercials had in mind when they urge you to drink responsibly."
"Not at all." Sasuke doesn't miss a beat. "But I'm sure that once the secret eventually gets out, there will be ads that work a little better for their supernatural clientele." He grinds back up against Itachi again, an eyebrow rising, and his lips quirking in a smirk. "Someone's excited."
"I'm sure they'll make the necessary revisions to make them more inclusive as well." He chuckles, but soon a rosy blush stained his cheeks at Sasuke's words. "Maybe a little." There was no point denying it. Sasuke was more than experienced enough to realize that Itachi was already half hard.
Sasuke chuckles as he runs his hands back over Itachi's thighs, glancing up at the young vampire as he turns his head. "So it seems that alcohol and clubbing has that sort of effect on you as well." In that case, maybe it was best to find Itachi a supernatural, and not a human. "Do you have a type that you prefer?"
"Depends what type your asking about." Food or a companion. "Though I guess we all have our preferences." It'd be a lot easier for his arousal to go away if Sasuke wasn't touching his thighs. His ancestor must be teasing him, he decides. "I'm not that picky when it comes to food. I have preferences of course, but I'll drink almost anything. Except werewolf blood...it tastes too metallic."
"Alright…" Sasuke notes the crimson glow of Itachi's eyes, knowing that it was best to move quickly. "There's a couple of fairies in one of the booths, I'm sure that they'd be happy to indulge you." Fairies had very magical blood, and it was almost like a sugar rush to a vampire. Those two girls may look rather delicate, and unusually human, but Sasuke knew that fairies were tougher than they looked.
"Dirty dancing and trying to give me a sugar rush, " He smiles slyly. "If I didn't know better, I would say that you're trying to seduce me, but I'll go introduce myself to the fairies."
"Good." And Sasuke…well, he'd noticed that there was a rather delicate-looking young man milling about on the dance floor, and judging by the cold, minty aura he felt, the boy was the son of a yuki-onna, a snow woman. That could be a fun night.
Tapping Itachi's hands and extricating himself from his descendant's embrace, Sasuke turns slowly and eyes the fairies. "Good luck, Itachi. Maybe we'll both have some luck tonight." Not that he needed luck, he was sure that the snow demon would be amenable to having some fun for a few hours.
Itachi was less than pleased about the implication, but tries his best not to show it. "I believe I can manage a couple of fairies." It would be a very foolish fairy that tried to cross a vampire. Mischievous, they might be. Never stupid though, he thinks to himself as he strides over towards the girls, feeling as though he just had a bucket of ice water thrown over his arousal. How fitting that Sasuke's companion was...well Itachi wasn't sure WHAT the youth was exactly. He just knew the youth was somehow connected to snow.
Itachi makes his way over to the booth and smiles at the fairies there. "Hello." This was one supernatural creature that from his readings, should be fairly easy to understand and if nothing else, he was quite certain, if they let him nip...their blood would taste better than a werewolf's.
"Hello there, gorgeous." The dark-haired fairy gives him a once over, smiling sweetly at the vampire. "Care to join us?"
"I'd love to." He smiles and sits with them. "I'm Itachi. May I have the honor of knowing the names of the beautiful fairies that sit before me?" He wasn't entirely sure, but he figured that fairies probably favored older speech patterns.
"Kira." The raven-haired girl smiles, silvery eyes glowing in the semi-darkness of the club. "This is Akari, my sister." She nods to the ebony-haired girl beside her, with eyes of gold, rather than silver.
Akari smiles slyly as she slides towards Itachi. "And here I doubted that we'd find any gentleman tonight. It seems that my little sister was correct after all."
"Well I do try my best though perhaps, gentlevamp is more accurate." They seemed receptive enough. Maybe, it was time to see if they were skittish of vampires by flashing his smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you both." So that's precisely what he did. There was no mistaking his species now.
Both girls grin, and Akari moves closer, her hand moving towards Itachi's thigh. "We know, we could tell as soon as you and your Sire walked in."
"How could you tell?" Was there some kind of vampdar that fairies had, that no one had bothered to tell him about? "My Sire? Oh. You mean the other vampire. No. He's not my Sire." His grand-sire actually.
"He's not?" Kira blinks, bemused by the response. "Your lover, then? He's too old to be your brother. And he exudes more power than anyone else here. We're fairies, we can feel it in the air." That translated to him being older.
"He's not my lover. You can tell the difference in species just by the air?" That was certainly a useful ability. "He'd probably kill me for saying so, but I suppose technically he's my grandsire. He sired my sire."
"Oh, is that so?" He was even older than she thought, then. Well, that was still fine with Akari. "We're friendly with vampires, so if you'd like to invite him, that's fine." In fact, it was a rather exciting prospect to the sisters. Powerful old vampires were notoriously good in the sack, second only to sex demons.
Kira eyes the older vampire dancing with the snow demon. "Eternally young and gorgeous… Our kinds are both rather blessed." And the older vampire was definitely her type. They both were. "But we may have to pry him away from the snow demon." She runs her foot up along Itachi's leg, slowly.
Itachi wasn't entirely adverse to that. He very much wanted to pry Sasuke from the snow demon, but he wasn't sure how Sasuke would respond to such a thing. "Yes, we're very lucky when it comes to our respective species, though my grand-sire's temper can be unpredictable. I'm not sure how he'd react to having his hunt so to speak disrupted." Amusement, annoyance, or fury at his meal being interrupted. Then again, there was a chance for all he knew that Sasuke might very well end up preferring fairies to whatever the snow demon was.
"It doesn't appear to me that he's on the hunt." No, Kira knew that look, the older vampire was looking for a good time, not for blood. Proven, when the man's hands start sliding all over the snow demon. "But it does appear that he's very good with his hands." Her eyes glow a little brighter, already imagining those strong hands all over her instead. After all, what was the point of going to a supernatural nightclub and not finding someone to hook up with?
"Well there is more than one form of hunting." Itachi tries to keep his irritation out of his voice. "Perhaps we should go and invite him to join us after all?"
It was probably irrational, but he felt less annoyed by the thought of the fairies trying win over Sasuke's affections than the the snow demon. "My apologies, Ladies." Probably because Sasuke hand's had been touching HIM in a similar fashion only moments before and the snow demon was also male. Yes, he knew that he was being a hypocrite, but he couldn't help it. "I'm afraid that I must cut our evening short. One of my friends over in the corner there looks rather upset."
He gestures towards the corner where there was well what he assumed was a crying vampiress. "Another time?" That or maybe a human. It didn't matter. She would provide as good an excuse as any.
Akari and Kira share a glance and sigh. "Well, if you change your mind, we'll likely be here another half hour." Unless another attractive patron caught their eye.
"Thank you." He smiles at them and bows politely before sauntering over to the girl. "You will pretend that we know each other and that I have comforted you." It turned out that she was just a human who was dressed like a supernatural. "After which, we will walk outside together. You will wait a few moments and then do as you please."
Compelling wasn't something that he did lightly and he hated doing it to some random girl, but he wanted his story to match up with the fairies. "After which, you never saw me unless those two fairies over there ask. Do you understand me?" Just in case they approached Sasuke and 'tattled'. "Nod your head once if you do."
The girl nods dumbly, the tears that were once streaking down her face slowed to a crawl. "Okay." She had no idea what was going on, just that there was a fog falling over her, and that there was an inhumanly gorgeous man standing in front of her.
He smiles at her and briefly offers her a hug before escorting her outside. Somehow managing to only bump into two or three people before he was able to open the door for her. "Thank you." This must have all been terribly confusing to her, but it would be over with in a moment. "Wait about three minutes and then you can carry on as you like." Itachi smiles at her.
"Uh-huh." Her face remains fairly blank, only a slight, dazed smile present there.
After the minutes pass, Itachi breathes a sigh of relief as he watches her leave. "That was easy enough." He had managed to get away from the situation before he did something stupid.
Sasuke's arms wrap around the half-demon in front of him as he nuzzles the young man's neck. He smelled good, like a minty winter's frost. "You're a very good dancer." There was none of the crude grinding that one would expect from a college student. Just effortless, sensual grace.
"As are you." Haku smiles at Sasuke. "I do hope that I didn't cause any problems with you and the one you came with though."
"With Itachi?" Sasuke frowns, eyes scanning the room for his descendant, finding only a flash of him as he hurries out the door. Now that was strange, the fairies weren't going with him. And there was…a trace of bloodlust in the air. Not good. "…I'm sorry, it seems that I have a fledgling to babysit." And what rotten timing too. He was just getting somewhere with Haku.
"Ah well, I'm a regular here." Haku smiles at him. "So perhaps, we'll run into each other at a later date. Go and do what you need to do." After all, having a fledgling vampire running amok might not end well and as much as Haku had been looking forward to a more sensual evening, he wasn't stupid. The safety of the club's patrons came before his own pleasure.
"Yes, maybe." Sasuke smirks as he leaves Haku with a kiss, before weaving his way through the crowd and heading for the door. The last thing he needed was for Itachi to attack someone. And from what he'd seen, Itachi had walked out with a human. Not good.
Once out the door, Sasuke spots the human girl walking away, looking very compelled, but there was no smell of blood on her. Good. Itachi, on the other hand, was nowhere to be seen. Not good. …if he were a fledgling vampire, where would he go? Sasuke had always had a fondness for heights, so maybe…
Bending at the knees, Sasuke looks to the sky, jumping up the whole three stories an onto the roof. Bingo. "Itachi? What happened?"
Damn it! This was the last thing he wanted. "Nothing happened." He glances at Sasuke trying to act as casual as possible. "I didn't hurt that human girl, if that's what you're worried about and the fairies are both perfectly fine."
"Yes, I saw." Sasuke frowns, noting that Itachi was…jumpy. And his eyes were glowing red, instead of a shimmering smoky black. "Are you alright?" That feeling in the air was dissipating a little, but then again, that could just be Sasuke's own aura smothering Itachi's.
"I'm fine. Don't ruin your evening on my account." Wonderful. Now, he was making a scene. "I just needed some air. The club is very loud." That wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the reason why he had left. Hopefully, Sasuke would buy it though.
The older vampire's eyes narrow. "We don't breathe anymore." The last thing that a vampire actually needed was air.
"It's...an expression, Sasuke." Fuck. He had really screwed up.
"I know. It's a human expression." Who did this fledgling think he was fooling? He was obviously upset, and an upset vampire was a dangerous thing. "We're not human, so you might want to try coming up with a better excuse." He advances on the young vampire, brows knitted as he takes in the state of him. "I felt traces of your bloodlust inside the club. You need to feed, don't you?"
"I wasn't thirsty." Well no more so than usual. "I left to avoid this precise situation." To avoid causing a scene.
Ah…he was uncomfortable. It seemed that he had a bad habit of doing that…making Itachi uncomfortable. "I see." Sasuke reaches into his back pocket, finding a set of keys, along with a small button and transmitter. He presses the button, letting it glow for a moment. "There will be a car coming in fifteen minutes. It will take you to my apartment here in the city. The others will probably be out all night, so we'll leave in the morning." He tosses the keys to Itachi, his expression perfectly calm.
"Oh." Itachi blinks. He didn't know how to react to any of that. "Thank you." In some ways, the fact that Sasuke knew that he was upset and had given up without determining why exactly was worse than admitting to his petty jealousy. "I'll see you in the morning then." Certainly, it was far more hurtful, but in the end...Sasuke had probably saved them both a great deal of embarrassment.
Sasuke nods. "Goodnight, Itachi. Be safe." Then he turns and disappears from the roof without a sound. After all, he'd rudely left a snow demon hanging.
He barely resists the impulse to punch the roof. "Damn it!" It wasn't the building's fault that he had stupidly gotten attached to a vampire who clearly was far more interested in easy sex from a pretty snow demon than…well, him. "What was I thinking?" After all, he hadn't actually thought that Sasuke wanted him that way. Other than to 'teach him' the proper way to do things, apparently. "I'm such an idiot."