So, ummm I had this for a bit, and thought why the hell not. I have NO experience with writing a vampire fic and I wanted to try one.
I have always enjoyed having the boys involved with vampires, either one or both or neither. This is a very short story that was in my mind for quite a bit, and with a little help from friends, I have managed to get it almost finished. I'm still struggling with the final part, but-I'm sure it will be done shortly.
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"Thank you doctor Uchiha," the elder woman spoke softly, giving a smile.
"I'm just a lab technician Mrs. Smith," Sasuke Uchiha responded as he put a cotton ball on the small blood spot on the elderly lady's arm. "Put pressure on this for a few minutes Mrs. Smith and I'll be back in a moment," Sasuke spoke professionally as he stood up, grabbing a chart and stepping out of the small room.
"You're a doctor to me!" Came a giggle of a response from the older woman when he walked out of the room. He sighed heavily and made his way down the short hallway to the nurses station. He handed the chart to the strawberry blond nurse that was currently sitting at the desk. "Here is Mrs. Smith's chart, her samples are set up and ready to be taken back to the lab." Sasuke turned to the stack of lined charts on the top of the desk. He sighed again at seeing the amount of patients he needed to go through. He grabbed the next one in line and tucked the chart under his arm. "Oh, and put a bandaid on Mrs. Smith if the puncture wound is clotted," he called out when he walked back down the short hallway.
The day was like any other in the Uchiha LifeLabs building. See patients, wipe, poke, withdraw the blood, label and send off. Sasuke Uchiha, not a doctor, as though some of the elderly patients would just love to see him as, was a phlebotomist technician, though he was sure he could perform other duties, but this suited him just fine. He didn't have to deal with sick people, other doctors and nurses, and working long or odd hours. He rather enjoyed this 8 to 6 job, with the odd weekend if someone was off. This way he would see one person for a few moments then kick them out. Sure there would be the regular patients but those people came in every 6 to 8 weeks, not every day. He checked the chart under his arm and headed into the next room.
==intermission==
Sasuke turned the key to the front door of the lab and locked it up. It was late, he had to ensure the samples were stored and labeled properly since the nurse that usually does that had to leave early. The night sky was just starting to cover what was left of the setting sun in the west this August summer evening. It was around 9pm, Friday night and Sasuke didn't have to work tomorrow. He pulled out his phone, noting that he received a text from his, dare he say friend, asking to join up with him this evening. Sasuke pinched his lips in thought, 'Hmph, why not.' He sent a response to the text and headed for his car.
"And then she was like, oh baby, you know what I want! So you know what? I gave it to her!" Laughter rolled out from the man's mouth who was telling the story. Sasuke rolled his eyes at his friend. "Seriously dude, that happened!" the man continued when he noticed Sasuke smirking and rolling his eyes.
"I think your eyes are turning brown from all the bullshit stories you tell Suigetsu," Sasuke snorted out as his white haired friend snorted back out at him, flipping him the bird at the same time. Sasuke snickered and took another swig of his whiskey. The burn of it felt good on the back of his throat, for now he figured.
"You wouldn't think that way if you got laid once in a while, asshole," Suigetsu countered as he held up his beer. "When was the last time you got some you stuck up prick?" Suigetsu grinned as he took a swig from his beer. "It'd probably do yah some good, help you relax ya know. I know someone that…"
"No," Sasuke cut off Suigetsu before he finished that sentence. "Not interested."
"Aw come on saucey, it would do you some good! No strings attached even!" Suigetsu put his beer down a little harder than expected, and slammed his other palm on the table top. "Nobody likes a cranky Sasuke who doesn't get his whistle wet on a regular basis!" Suigetsu teased as his voice sing songed out.
"Suigetsu," Sasuke growled out. "Knock it off," he gruffed out under his breath as he pushed his chair back to get up. "And quit calling me that."
"Aw don't be so pouty saucey," Suigetsu laughed as he took another swig of his beer. "I'll get you another drink to make you feel better," Suigetsu raised his hand to call the waitress over.
"Hn, taking a piss," Sasuke grumbled and headed off to the back of the small bar.
Sasuke was greeted by a small dimly lit washroom that had been poorly decorated in an attempt to make it look like a rustic cowboy type atmosphere. Sasuke and Suigetsu had been here on several occasions in their years of knowing each other. Sasuke liked the place as it was quiet, small and out of the way. There was nothing about it that attracted attention to any of the younger crowds, which suited Sasuke just fine. He made his way around the panel wood partition to the two urinals and stopped to see a man leaning over one of the urinals. Both his hands were against the wall over the urinal, his head was hung down, his legs were spread slightly and if Sasuke didn't know any better, it looked as if this guy was peeing without using his hands. He snorted out as he made his way to the other urinal to do his business.
Standing to do his thing, Sasuke thought he heard a slight sniffle followed by a shaky breath. 'This guy crying? Seriously?' Sasuke thought to himself. He held himself steady as he listened to the guy beside him sniffle a bit more before shuffling towards the sinks. Sasuke finished up, zipped up his pants and moved towards the sink to see a denim jacket, black jeans with DC shoes. The man was now leaning against the counter, his hands on either side of the sink, his head drooped to his chest and the water was trickling into the sink.
"I suggest you use a toilet if you're going to be sick," Sasuke's baritone voice sounded out, with a hint of irritation. He moved to the next sink and turned on the water, moving to wash his hands.
"Fuck off," said the raspyvoice coming from the man beside him.
Sasuke raised a brow and looked across the mirror. A thick mass of golden hair with highlights so bright they showed even in the dim lighting. His head still hung to his chin and Sasuke thought he saw a few drops of water fall into the sink. Tears? Or was it just water dripping from his face? 'No matter, not my business,' thought Sasuke as he continued to rinse the soap from his hands. He glanced once more into the mirror and was met with dark crystal blue eyes glaring right at his own. Sasuke could see tear tracks tracing down the man's tanned cheeks and a scowl was forming on plump peach lips. Sasuke raised a brow again at, dare he say, quite an attractive specimen of a man. His tongue licked his lips without his consent as he found himself tracing his eyes over the blond's face again.
"Got a problem?" The blond barked out suddenly as he stood up straight, turning off the water running in the sink. He ran a hand through his thick golden hair and wiped his face on his denim sleeve. He gave a scowl again to Sasuke and turned, leaving the small washroom, Sasuke watching the blond's reflection through the mirror.
"Hn," Sasuke thought out as he moved to grab a towel to dry his hands. His nose twitched as it caught the scent in the air. His eyes scanned the small washroom, looking around to see where that scent was, a scent he knew all too well. His lips pinched into a frown as he stepped towards the urinal where the blond had been. There was no mistake, there was a reminiscence of blood spots within the bowl. 'What the hell?' Sasuke didn't see any cuts, marks or anything that suggested the blond was hurt or bleeding when he looked at him. He then shook his head. Wasn't his business and he left the washroom, heading back to Suigetsu and another drink.
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"There you go . Just put pressure on there and someone will be back to check up on you shortly." Sasuke pushed the cotton ball into the small crook of the elderly gentleman's elbow. Sasuke applied the labels to the various vials of blood before handing the elderly man a small plastic jar. "Mr. Tucker, remember to take this, fill it half way and then leave it in the basket outside the bathroom door." The elderly man gave a grin while Sasuke moved out of the room. Going to the front of the clinic, he handed the chart to the same strawberry blond nurse and turned to grab the next chart in que.
It was like any other day, as per usual, and Sasuke headed to the next small room to do his job. Slipping through the open door, Sasuke flipped the chart sheet to see what was on the requisition. 'Hmm… a variety of vials are requested on this one, seems to cover different levels of testing, that will be required,' he thought to himself while reading the chart. 'Testing requested, hmm...one for protein, another one for… a tumor marker, tsk,' he shook his head.
He looked up as he put the chart down on the small lab table, where all the vials and supplies were for him to withdraw blood. Brilliant blue eyes, highlights in already bright blond hair and sun kissed skin faced him from the chair. 'Interesting…' Sasuke quickly thought to himself. The bathroom man from the bar a couple weeks ago. Keeping a professional look and clearing his throat, he grabbed some rubber gloves from the box. "Please spell your last name," he asked the blond while slipping on his gloves.
"U..Z..U..M..A..K..I," the blond sighed out.
"Birthdate," Sasuke stated as he looked at the chart to see if the blond spelled his last name correctly and to look at the birth date.
"October 10, 19XX," the blond mumbled out. He was looking at his fingers now, fiddling them and not looking up at Sasuke.
"Thank you Mr. Uzumaki, which arm?" Sasuke grabbed the elastic tie to put on the blond's forearm. The blond still didn't give him eye contact as he pulled off his denim jacket and Sasuke was met with impressive muscular arms as the blond was wearing a black tank top. The blond laid out his arm with a clenched fist and Sasuke trailed the line of muscle from wrist to shoulder with his eyes. The skin was sun kissed and Sasuke blinked several times before tying the elastic tie around the blond's bicep. He grabbed the drawing needles to begin the process. He hesitated slightly seeing that there were several puncture marks in various stages of healing already in the crook of the blond's arm.
"What are you waiting for," the blond snapped out suddenly. The blond looked up at Sasuke then, noticing the dark eyes focusing on his arm. "Get on with it for fucks sakes," the blond snarled out, snapping Sasuke out of his stupor.
Sasuke snapped his eyes to the dark blue eyes that glared at him. "Hn," Sasuke breathed out as he started the process.
At the last vial, Sasuke placed it on the small table and disposed of the needle. He grabbed a cotton ball to press on the puncture wound but the blond started putting his jacket back on. "Mr. Uzumaki, let me-" Sasuke spoke out.
"Don't need it doc," the blond hissed out harshly as he stood up quickly, trying to slide his arm into his jacket.
"Wait, Mr. Uzumaki, you had a substantial amount of-"
"Piss off!" the blond hissed out as he took a step towards the door, pushing his shoulder into Sasuke moments before the blond's knees gave out.
Sasuke quickly turned and grabbed the blond by the arm that he had just finished taking the blood samples from. The blond was fainting, a common thing in elderly patients that had several vials of blood taken, but wasn't normal for a young man like this blond. He pulled the blond into his chest and held him up.
"Ash-ole," the blond slurred into Sasuke's neck. "I-I'm fah-sshhi-" Naruto's forehead fell into Sasuke's shoulder and his body fell hard into Sasuke's arms.
Sasuke lifted the young man bridal style and tucked his blond head under his own chin. Sasuke had successfully maneuvered the blond into another room with a gurney. Laying the fair-haired man onto the medical gurney, Sasuke quickly took a look under his lids to find glassy, blue eyes and dilated pupils. The ocean coloured orbs gave no reaction to the sudden exposure of light from the fluorescent tubes nestled in the ceiling. 'Yup, fainted. I wonder why.' Sasuke took in the now pale tanned skin and grabbed some gauze to cover the area on the blond's arm that was still persistently bleeding.
The scent of the blood tickled Sasuke's nose immediately, which caused his body to shudder and triggered him to inhale deeply. Sasuke closed his eyes as he inhaled again, a tingle ran through his skin and he could feel his eyes flicker behind his closed lids. A prickling feeling began in his gums and it wasn't something he hadn't felt in, how long has it been? 'How many decades?'
Sasuke shook his head hard, breaking the spell of the scent of the blond's blood from his nose. He was a professional for fucks sake, he hasn't been affected by the scent of blood the entire time he's worked in his family's lab. He began to wrap the wound on the blond's arm quickly, not bothering to wash the blood off his hands and taped it off. Moving towards the door the blond moaned out in his sleep; which caused Sasuke to freeze in his tracks. The overwhelming scent of the blond's blood still lingered in his senses, hearing the moan coming from plump peach lips started Sasuke's cold heart thumping hard and fast. The vibrations went straight to Sasuke's cock. He leaned up against the wall by the door trying to calm himself before going out into the corridor. 'Get a fucking hold of yourself!' He berated himself over and over before managing to get the door open and slipping out. Thankfully the corridor was empty and he walked swiftly for the staff room, hoping he wouldn't be seen.
Slamming the door behind him, Sasuke leaned against the door and tried to catch his breath. He brought the back of his hand up to his forehead trying to calm the pounding that was happening behind his eyes.
"Otouto?" The voice broke the silence in the dimly lit room.
Sasuke's eyes opened suddenly, seeing his brother Itachi sitting on one of the easy chairs, sipping what was most likely tea. 'Of course he would be here.' Sasuke rolled his eyes.
"Are you alright?" Itachi asked out, putting his tea cup down on the side table and standing up. "You have blood on your hands." Itachi came closer.
"It's not mine," Sasuke murmured out before moving towards the sink to wash his hands. His body was still tingling from the blood scent of the Adonis-look-alike. 'What the fuck is wrong with me?' He took some breaths, struggling to calm his heart beat and will his sturdy inflamed cock to go back down.
"Otouto, what is going on?" Itachi asked, his voice holding some concern. "Is there a problem with one of your patients?"
Sasuke grabbed a paper towel, drying his hands vigorously. "Just a heavy bleeder…" Sasuke frowned. He couldn't think of any other time that blood had gotten to him and triggered his internal being. He ran his tongue along his teeth and found that they felt normal, no fangs.
"Perhaps another test is in order. After so many years, perhaps you need a refresher," Itachi hummed out.
Sasuke hesitated to look at Itachi. "I really don't think that is necessary nii-san. I'm perfectly fine." Sasuke gave him a solid nod with a frown, while tossing his paper towel into the trash. He hadn't had a test for several years. Not since he first started working at the family lab.
"I would feel better if you did otouto. I should not need to remind you of the dangers of our kind working in an environment such as this," Itachi spoke back in his matter of fact attitude which Sasuke just despised.
"I don't need a reminder of who we are and where we work nii-san," Sasuke hissed back. Fuck his brother could be so annoying!
"I will make the necessary arrangements otouto, just to be on the safe side. Perish the thought that something would happen," Itachi smirked out at Sasuke. He loved teasing his little brother.
"Whatever," Sasuke grumbled out as he made his way out of the staff room, stomping in his wake. He could swear he heard a small chuckle as the door closed behind him. He ground his teeth. In all his years, at least a couple decades of working at the family lab, he has never had an uncontrollable inclination for human blood. Even when he worked as a youngling in the lab, just doing house cleaning, never ever had the smell affected him. His family thought there was something genetically different about him, but Sasuke still fed as any normal vampire would. He just happened to never experience a blood lust, like so many more before him. Even during his time through college, to become the phlebotomist he was today, working around several different kinds of blood for years, never ever has he thirsted as some weaker vampires may.
His hands fisted, his nails cutting into his palms, his anger balancing on the edge of a fence. How dare Itachi think he was weak! He could feel the anger simmering, and suddenly he wanted it to boil. His steps were heavy and his legs were straight, his teeth were still clenched tight as he opened the door to the room he had only come from just minutes before.
The blond still lay sleeping on the gurney and Sasuke took a deep breath. The scent slammed into his mind with such a force he stumbled back against the door. His nose tipped up to inhale the sweet succulent smell without his consent, a shiver running through his skin, his senses suddenly becoming hazy. His eyes snapped open suddenly and he glared at the still blond. "No, I'm not weak," he belittled himself and clenched his fists. There was absolutely nothing about this-this mortal that could be this interesting. Slapping at his cheeks, he grit his teeth and stepped towards the sleeping figure.
He took in the smooth lines of the tanned blond's face, his jaw line that led to a sleek neck. Sasuke could see his pulse, pumping the thick succulent liquid through his body. The dark-haired man had to force his eyes to look elsewhere. He busied himself by checking the bandaging on the arm, noting that the blood seemed to have seeped through slightly, but appeared to have stopped. Scuffs of blood were on the outside, but those were obviously from Sasuke's hands when he was wrapping the bandages in his haste.
"Nn-mm…"
Sasuke snapped his eyes up to the blond's face, whose face started to scrunch up, the first signs of one waking from a sleep. Sasuke watched the eyelids begin to flutter open and squint as he became adjusted to the light.
"W-what the fuck happened," the blond groaned out as he brought his hand up to rub his eyes. "And what the hell is this," he growled out as he took in the bandages on his arm.
"You fainted Mr. Uzumaki," Sasuke turned after ensuring the blond wouldn't be too stupid to fall off the gurney and went to fill a papercup with water. "It's not uncommon when you have a substantial amount of blood taken," Sasuke continued as he brought back a paper cup of water and held it over the blond.
"Jesuz, fucking christ," the blond mumbled as he shifted to his side, grabbing the papercup. "Had to happen somewhere with you of all places," the blond mumbled as he took a swig of water.
Sasuke threw a glare at the blond.
The golden haired man eyed him up. "What? Got something to say?" The blond challenged the raven.
"Hn," Sasuke huffed out as he turned away, intent on doing something else. He wasn't interested in having a barking match with this stranger.
"Bastard pretty boy," the blond mumbled again.
Sasuke could hear the man shifting as he sat up and moved his legs to the edge of the gurney. "I'm just going to check your pulse and temperature Mr. Uzumaki," Sasuke spoke with authority in his voice. He brought the thermometer to the blond's lips. "Open please, under your tongue." Sasuke didn't miss the irritation coming from the blue eyes but the blond cooperated and opened his mouth. Sasuke's eyes took in the plump lips, wondering briefly if they would taste as good as they looked, Sasuke wondered 'like peaches'. He shoved the stick under the blond crown's tongue, scolding himself for thinking such a thing. He then grabbed the blond's wrist and applied pressure to the radial artery. He grit his teeth when slight shocks went through his fingers where he had been touching the blond's skin. 'Fucking christ, what the hell?' Sasuke's mind was racing with strange sensations and he struggled to keep his face impassive while counting the beats. The thermometer beeped and he quickly tugged it out from between the teasing peach lips and stepped back.
"Temp normal, pulse is normal, how are you feeling Mr. Uzumaki?" Sasuke asked while looking at the digital readout on the thermometer. He fought to keep his thoughts on the blond shoved deep down in his mind and keep his demeure professional.
"I'm fine," the blond snapped. "I'm outta here." The blond shifted his body off the gurney.
"I'll be sending a report to your doctor Mr. Uzumaki. Please contact your doctor if any other feelings arise that are not normal and of course if you have any questions."
"Yeah, yeah. Same old song and dance." The blond knocked his shoulder into Sasuke's and stumbled slightly when Sasuke didn't budge an inch.
The blond quickly threw a surprised glance at Sasuke and Sasuke just smirked slightly in response. A snort was heard and the blond then went out through the door, leaving Sasuke alone. All sensations of the blond near him faded quickly and Sasuke slouched his shoulders feeling relieved. Thankfully he would probably never see the loud, brash and rude blond again.
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Sasuke looked over the city night skyline, the same skyline he had looked upon for several decades. Other than spreading out wider, the lights never changed. The noises never changed. No that wasn't right. The noises only got louder and longer. He stood statue-like still, a light breeze touched the few stray hairs across his forehead was the only movement seen, until he brought his brandy glass to his lips. Grasping at a box of cigarettes, he moved to light one, only to find that the box was empty. "Shit," he muttered, crushing the box in his hand. Sliding inside his condo, he tossed the empty box in the trash, grabbed his keys, slid on his shoes and jacket before slipping out the front door.
Shoving his hands into his jacket pocket, Sasuke glanced up the darkened street, taking in the random persons. It was well after midnight, and usually the only ones who were out were night workers, pimps, drug dealers, and the homeless. The more active ones were usually the ones that are actively looking for a night out at the clubs, bars and a free (or paid) hookup. 'Same old song and dance,' he told himself. A flash vision of blond locks and peach lips came to mind after he chanted the term. He felt a sudden slight urge rise to the surface of his mind, something he rarely felt in his life, but was aware of its presence.
The urge to hunt.
A memory of a scent, one that he couldn't forget easily, provoked his senses more. It had been a few weeks since his run in with the fainting blond, but the blond scent and features were suddenly fresh in his mind, like he was standing right beside him once again.
Sasuke inwardly growled as he forced the urges down and continued his walk towards the small convenience store a few blocks down. He focused on the shadowed areas tucked between buildings just out of boredom before his body came to an abrupt halt. A silhouette that Sasuke could identify in pitch blackness came into view, even though he silently hoped it wasn't. But alas, he knew it was. The fainting blond was leaning against the building, in the darkness. What he was doing, now that was what Sasuke couldn't tell. Against his better judgement, Sasuke stepped into the dark alleyway to investigate.
It was only in the few steps that Sasuke took that now he could see the sight. The blond's back was against the brick wall, his head tipped back and eyes scrunched could see the blond's Adam's apple moving up and down his neck with each swallow the blond took. Trailing his eyes from the blond's neck down the front of his body, he was suddenly disgusted with the shadowed figure that was on his knees, his head bobbing at the blond's crotch and filthy fingers gripping the blond's jean clad hips. The sounds of lips slurping was the final confirmation of what exactly was going on.
Sasuke's anger boiled through his blood at the sight and rage began to cloud his eyes. He took the final steps up to the pair of men, gripped at the greasy haired man that was on his knees and yanked the man back so hard that he could feel several roots of hair becoming dislodged from the scalp. A painful scream pierced through the air when Sasuke tossed the man across the alleyway into a dumpster. The crash of the heavy man into the metal echoed between the brick walls and deep groans were heard coming from the half conscious man that now lay on the wet asphalt.
"Whaz dah fuck ash-hole! Y-you haves wait yours turn if you want a piece of this!" The blond spat out at Sasuke in a slurry yell, his blue eyes dilated and glassy. He stumbled slightly as he tucked his now flacid dick back into his jeans and tried to zip up.
Sasuke grabbed his shoulder when the blond began to lose his footing. "I said fuck off," he slurred out when he fell into Sasuke's chest. Sasuke wrapped his arms around the shoulders of the staggering blond and that blond scent sparked his internal being hard and fast, stoking the rage that was already bubbling within. A growl slowly rose from the deep dark area of his chest.
Mine!
With a quick look up and around, Sasuke scooped up the blond over his shoulder and leaped high and out of sight, the swirl of garbage and leaves in the breeze being the only indication that he was just there.
Sasuke slipped the now unconscious blond onto a bed located in the middle of his large dark bedroom. His eyes flickered over the tanned man's body and slipped the blond's jacket off. Sasuke hissed out in surprise seeing that the blond's arms were thin, his skin was loose and had a greyish tinge. What muscles were there weeks before, seemed to have melted away. Moving quickly he slipped off the blond's shoes and socks, undid the jeans and slid them off. He growled deep seeing that the blond's legs appeared thinner as well, the muscles looking saggy and weak. The skin, grey and loose, just like his arms.
The vibrations thrumming through his body pushed at the need even harder when his nose caught the scent of the rich blood. Sasuke dipped his head closer to the blond's neck, inhaling deeply and he closed his eyes, feeling his gums itch as his fangs began to drip an essence. Euphoria pumped through him at the heady scent until his head jerked up suddenly, his eyes widened in shock. There was something else mixed with the scent, something that had his brows crease in concern. What was that subtle odor? It was borderline rotten and was definitely foreign to the succulent scent, it didn't belong. Sasuke inhaled again to be sure, but as he frowned, that spoiled foul odor remained.
"SASUKE!" a deep commanding voice hissed out through the room.
Sasuke whipped his head back towards the voice, releasing a threatening hiss, fangs bared in a threatening manner, eyes deep red and his body moved into a position to attack.
Itachi stumbled back slightly against the door he had just walked in from. The sight took him by surprise, seeing his little brother crouched over the human on the bed, and at first he thought nothing of it. Until he heard the low hums emanating from Sasuke's form, the sound of a predator who was ready to consume its prey. At closer look, Itachi noticed Sasuke's nails stretched out and bloody, his fangs had emerged and his hair was tousled. Calling out to his little brother quickly and now seeing in full view, the obvious blood lust retaliation in Sasuke, found Itachi speechless. He knew what blood lust was like, seeing many vampires throughout the decades go through the challenge, but never had he seen it in his own otouto.
Sasuke continued to hiss towards Itachi, his red eyes glaring towards him and moved to block the threat from the sleeping blond that was behind him. Itachi thought quickly, he needed to break Sasuke from this blood lust spell quickly, before he was forced to fight with his own little brother.
"Forgive me otouto," Itachi breathed out as he moved towards the snarling vampire. Sasuke crouched down, preparing to attack the enemy that would dare come towards him. Fangs still bared and Sasuke hissing, Itachi drew back his dominant arm and when Sasuke leaped, Itachi's fist breezed through the air and landed solid on Sasuke's left cheek. The crack that vibrated through the air made Itachi cringe at the noise. He almost felt bad. He frowned as he watched Sasuke's body flip back, the sudden stop from the fist to his face causing him to fall hard to the floor.
Itachi immediately went to Sasuke's side, standing above him, in case Sasuke retaliated and Itachi would have to move to more assertive measures. Sasuke propped himself on his arms, his head hung low, staying on the floor for a few moments, as if gathering his barings. Itachi was on the ready, as he watched Sasuke begin to bring himself up.
Sasuke stood up, his hand on his cheek, his eyes back to dark pools of black and he glared at Itachi. "What-the fuck nii-san!" He rubbed his cheek slightly while keeping his glare on his brother.
"What the fuck is correct otouto," Itachi spat back. "You need to start explaining fast at-at what this is!" Itachi waved his hand to the still unconscious blond that lay in the bed.
Sasuke looked over to the bed, his eyes widened in disbelief at the site. "W-what is he doing here? In my bed no less! This your idea of a sick prank nii-san?" Sasuke snarled out quietly, not wanting to wake the blond.
"How the hell would I know? I walk in and find you already in here with him and practically going feral," Itachi hissed back deeply. Both brothers glared at each other for a moment, neither backing down or saying anything in response. When it was painfully obvious that Sasuke had no idea what he was talking about, he relaxed his shoulders and let out a sigh. Stepping back, he ran a hand through his long hair while glancing at the sleeping blond. "You were in blood lust otouto, which quite frankly, surprised me," Itachi sighed out. "What do you remember?"
Sasuke stepped back, his hands now rubbing his temples. 'What was it that he remembered? How could he not remember getting here and with that blond no less? What the hell had happened?!' He opened his eyes back up, focusing on his brother with confusion.
Itachi took pity on his otouto. 'My poor little otouto, looking like a lost puppy.' "You must know this man?" Itachi stepped quietly to the bed. He frowned when he looked down at the sickly looking blond.
"Hn. Naruto Uzumaki, he-he was in a few weeks ago. He was the fainter," Sasuke whispered out when he stepped up beside Itachi. He shivered slightly, feeling his entity within began to gather strength and rise to the surface when he got close to the sleeping blond. He brought his hand up to his forehead and took deep breaths, exhaling slowly.
"What is it?" Concern etched his voice when he looked at Sasuke.
"I-I don't know. It's just...this-this feeling keeps rising up when I get too close." He took a step back, standing behind Itachi.
Itachi frowned and watched him as Sasuke rubbed his forehead. "Let's sit, tell me what you know and then we shall make a decision." He grasped Sasuke's shoulder and turned them towards two sitting chairs in the far corner. Itachi didn't know when Naruto would wake, so it was best they stay in the room should he wake up and they could deal with it then. For now, he needed to know the history of the situation currently at hand.
"So the last thing I remember is seeing him with a filthy gutter rat of a man in the alley. As soon as I saw what was happening, it got hazy, clouded, but how could he-Naruto, let that foul pond scum touch him like that! Fuck!" Sasuke clenched his fists, feeling the irritation within him begin to rise. He could not stop seeing that-that repulsive creature violating Naruto on repeat going through his head. "And now suddenly I'm here, my cheek was blazing from you hitting me." Sasuke gave a tired glare to Itachi before sighing out and pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to calm himself before a headache emerged.
"Hn," Itachi rubbed his chin with his fingers. "I suggest you get him home, put him in his own place before he wakes. Then we can figure this out without him here."
"And how do you suggest-" Sasuke annoyingly hissed out.
"Tut tut otouto. I'm disappointed you think that I wouldn't have access to his file here. Tsk," he smirked at his now frowning otouto. "I'll be back shortly, get yourself ready." He nodded his head affirmatively and left the room.
Sasuke huffed out an annoyed sound and ran a hand through his thick hair. Glancing over the sleeping blond, he tilted his head in question. 'Was this guy really that much of a slut?' Maybe he was, though he didn't seem like one, but Sasuke had only met the man twice, and neither instance could really give Sasuke a clear idea of what to make of all this.
'And what happened to his body, was he not healthy only weeks ago?' Questions ran through Sasuke's head that left him frustrated. Why? He didn't know why he was giving two shits for someone he didn't know. But, he was quite beautiful. Even in his current state. Sasuke's eyes followed the lines of the sleeping blond's face, the curve of his button nose, the smooth lines of his jaw line and the light peach coloured lips. His cheeks had shadows of lines on each of them, a birth mark perhaps? No matter, they added a certain foxy charm to his face, something Sasuke felt the need to touch. He wondered if the blond's skin would feel silky soft on his fingertips. Would they be warm? Though the blond's skin looked sickly at the moment, Sasuke could remember clearly how they looked prior to this incident.
Sasuke's eyes trailed down the blond's chest to his arms. He snarled quietly at the grey skin, the muscles all but gone, and the loose skin. Stretching his fingers out, he ran his fingertip ever so lightly down the blond's bicep to his elbow. The pull that vibrated through his hand was surprising but Sasuke was curious on why this sensation was currently going through him. He stopped his fingertip at the crook of Naruto's arm. He quickly pulled back his fingers when a memory flashed through his mind. Multiple puncture marks on the inside of Naruto's arm when he came in for blood work. He frowned when he looked up at the area on Naruto's arm now. The puncture marks were still there, but nasty coloured bruising was also present. He quickly reached over and turned Naruto's other arm.
"Fucking shit," he growled under his breath. It was the same on his other arm. Full of puncture wounds and yellow purplish bruising. Sasuke stood up quickly and turned on his heel. He needed the information from his brother now to get this blond out of his house.
==intermission==
Sasuke stood in the shadows of a rundown apartment building, the night air crisp and still with a sleeping blond over his shoulder. Several of the building's outdoor lights he could see were smashed, which didn't surprise him at all, considering the neighborhood they were in. When Itachi had presented him with the address, both brothers knew the area well. Every city has it's more unsavory areas. He scrunched up his nose and made his way to the back door.
Finding the apartment and getting in was too easy, and Sasuke stopped inside the entrance of the blonds' home. A single bed sat in the corner, no sheets but a comforter and a pillow. A small ancient box tv (were those antennas?) sat on a wooden box near the bed. A sad looking wardrobe was in the opposite corner, missing one door and it appeared the drawer was sitting at such an angle Sasuke wondered if could even slide open. A tiny stove and fridge with a sink between them stood out as the apparent kitchen.
'Charming. For his type,' Sasuke huffed to himself. He settled the sleeping blond onto the single bed, moving the comforter over his body. The blond whimpered slightly in his sleep as he appeared to adjust himself under the blanket, but he hissed out when his arms brushed against the harsh fabric of the blanket. Sasuke watched quietly, curiosity getting to him. The blond shuffled again in his sleep, his arms now laying straight out and over the blankets, his body beginning to relax into deep sleep again. Sasuke watched as the tense lines under the blond hair softened and Sasuke could hear his heart thumping a slow steady beat.
His eyes glanced at the damage on the arms once again, his annoyance rising to the surface. All the signs were there, it was so obvious when he recalled the blond in the alleyway. The fully dilated half lidded eyes, the glossy unfocused look, stumbling, slurring and of course the wounds on the arms. 'Classic drug addict.' He snorted out in disgust as he turned to leave, but his internal being yanked at his mentality, taking control and halting him midstep. His body turned without his consent and straight back to the sleeping blond. His eyes bled red as he hovered over the still blond, taking in the smooth lines of his neck, watching that vein pulse thickly and Sasuke inhaled deeply. His eyes fluttered closed at the intoxicating smell and Sasuke felt himself lick his lips. The scent flared through his senses, sending vibrations and erotic sensations throughout his body. His mind was flooding with possessiveness and hunger for the man that lay before him.
'Put him out of his misery…'
The thought poured into his mind, filling all the holes of any doubt and annoyance he felt towards the blond. Leaning closely, placing his body gently and quietly over the sleeping form, just barely touching Naruto, Sasuke ran his fingers along the smooth neckline, licked his lips when he saw goosebumps rise on the dull tanned skin while Naruto slept. With a flick of his tongue and smoothness of a feather gliding through the air, Sasuke let his tongue slide up the blond's neck for a taste. Sasuke's nerves shivered and his mouth salivated for more than just a taste. Red eyes, half mast, looked on again.
'Put him out of his misery…'
The thought continued through his mind, over and over. Sasuke inhaled the rich scent coming from the blond once more, only to frown as that same spoiled underlying scent was mixed with the rich divine blood.
'Do it...do it...put him out of his misery…'
His lips opened automatically, fangs prominent and ready, and Sasuke twirled his tongue around the area of the artery on the blond's neck and promptly clamped down. The blond's muscles tensed in response, the natural response of the human body. As the blood flowed into Sasuke's mouth, the blond's muscles quickly relaxed, but blue eyes remained deep in sleep.
Sasuke's eyes fell shut when he felt his cock harden immediately, and he breathed out heavily through his nose when his hardened dick pushed lightly against the blond's leg. He struggled to keep himself from humping the blond while his mind fogged with euphoria, the taste, feel, scent of the blond and his blood...Sasuke could not compare it to anything he has ever known throughout his life. As the rich liquid set his taste buds on fire, he greedily sucked back the thick fragrant blood.
Naruto twitched suddenly, his arm brushing against Sasuke's body. The sensation had Saskue's eyes snap open quickly, bringing his thoughts back to the current situation. Huffing angrily, he wrapped his arms around Naruto and squeezed the body into his own. His cock pulsed out pleasure when it was pushed against the body within his grasp, causing him to hiss out in want.
A whine escaped the pale lips of the sleeping blond. Sasuke only squeezed and suckled harder.
"T-the kids-can't leave-save th-" The blond whispered broken words through whimpers, as his eyelids remained closed.
'Take him...out of his misery…"
The mantra continued through Sasuke's mind.
'Kids?' Sasuke hesitated at the thought. The fog lifted from his senses briefly and Sasuke quickly relaxed his hold, pulled his lips away from the still sleeping blond and took a look at the pale face beneath him. His eyes flickered around the blond's face, noticing the worried lines in his forehead and the continuous whispers of kids coming through those lips.
'NO!' Sasuke mentally shrieked. His morals came slamming back at him, burying down the dark thoughts of greed, hunger and lust. He couldn't do this, no matter how much he thought the blond deserved it. He leaped off the bed, his hands shook as he stepped back, towards the door, but his eyes didn't leave the sleeping form.
He clenched his jaw tight, fighting the overwhelming desire to move closer to the blond. Sasuke shook his head and slapped his cheeks, bringing back his clear thinking. His tongue then lapped up at the remaining blond's blood that littered his lips. Sasuke stopped, his taste buds assessing the blood. Just like the scent, there was a taste of something sour and offensive. The addictive succulent blond blood was still there, but it was as if someone had dropped a hint of this rotten poison into a full glass of wine. He snorted offensively, turning on his heel towards the door. He was leaving, he was done, there was no need for him to be sitting here longing over a sick drug addict.
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Chapter 2 will be posted Thursday August 5, 2021.
I wanted to share that I got this story idea when I was sitting in a lab getting blood work done months ago...weird eh? hehe