~Blood ties~

Obito found it kinda funny in his last supposed moments of life left, he would have thought time would passed in an instant having his execution here before he was ready. Yet this didn't feel like time was flying, in fact it seemed to have slowed down giving him time to think about anything and everything. He wondered out of all the souls in the world why his was forsaken to born into a life as a vampire, if vampirism was actually just a currently incurable disease rather than a way of life, what Kakashi's childhood was like, if that girl Rin he'd saved was leading a good life, why the sky was so many colours, all these questions with no one to provide the answers. He clutched his knees to his chest not bothering to get dressed, if he was gonna go might as well go out the way he came into the world right?

Besides it was more comforting allowing Kakashi's scent direct contact to him, if was like a soft blanket covering him that you've had since childhood. Reassuring and there.

A whine emerged from the doorway, Obito lifted his tired head wiping some of the crusted blood from under his eyes "Oh. Hey...Baki is it?"

The sandy coloured dog plodded towards him hopping up onto the bed putting a paw on his leg, Obito scratched his ears "I'm OK. Really I am. I managed to find my mate right?"

Baki whimpered and rested his head on Obito's leg, Obito curled over the dog clutching the fur slightly trying to tell himself crying any more would be stupid and a waste of energy "E-even if I did di-disappoint him enough into wanting rid of me after just one ni-night it still means something sp-special that I found him right?"

Baki whined licking Obito's cheek, Obito sat back up wiping the blood away vigorously "Crying isn't gonna solve anything. I should be happy, see I'm happy cuz you're keeping me company."

The grin on his face was hollow and devoid of any real emotion but Baki wagged his tale a little anyway cuddling up into Obito's side. Obito grimaced at the mess of blood on the floor from when he threw up, he thought about cleaning it up when he heard quick footsteps creaking up the stairs. So this was it. Obito cuddled Baki quickly then shooed him away not wanting him to get in trouble with Kakashi as well, he laid back down curling his body around the Hunter's pillow with his eyes screwed shut awaiting for Kakashi to unleash his anger once he'd discovered he hadn't left.

The slammed open... yet nothing happened.

Obito wondered if it was over that fast, he hadn't felt anything so he guessed that was good thing, he cautiously opened an eye wary as Kakashi walked towards him calmly once again wearing his mask. Obito figured he wasn't dead then. Still though even though he should have been terrified for his life he couldn't push down the elation of Kakashi's presence near him in a somewhat approachable mood.

Kakashi sat on the bed and watched him, Obito shrunk back under the intense stare gripping the pillow tighter. "I-I'm sorry for the mess. I really didn't mean to make it!"

Kakashi's good eye swept the room surveying the stains of blood, he hmmed and resumed his staring, Obito squirmed under the scrutiny flushing a pale red. Kakashi clicked his tongue and placed a hand on his forehead "Just as I thought you must be thirsty. Would you like a drink?"

Obito leaned into the touch 'purring' before he snapped himself away warily "Aren't you mad at me?"

Kakashi leaned down into a bedside tale and pulled out a shot glass "Mad? Why would I be mad at you?"

Obito rubbed his newly healed tender chest that suffered that anger in the form of a silver stake resorting to staring at he bed, "You made it clear you didn't want me here."

He heard something slosh into a glass, an coppery iron tang hit his nose making it twitch in irritation, Kakashi had placed another palm on his cheek this time. Obito looked up meeting his eyes, Kakashi said seriously "I wasn't it my right mind this morning. I'm sorry for how I treated you, sometimes I go through phases like that."

Obito smiled for real hugging the silver head with all his might "I'm so glad! Not about your phases I mean, I mean I'm glad you don't hate me!"

Kakashi's hand patted his back "Not a bit. Now drink up."

Obito felt like he was on cloud nine all over again, that nothing in the world could bring him down, so Kakashi had phases? So what? He had a few odd cousins that were weirder than that on a daily basis, once in awhile certainly wouldn't kill him. They'd be fine from now on he just knew it.

He accepted the glass from Kakashi sitting back to drink it when as it got closer to his mouth did he realise what that irritating smell was, blood...Human blood. WARM human blood in a glass that he nearly drank from.

He hastily shoved the glass back into Kakashi's asking quickly "What's that?" hoping that he was wrong.

Kakashi raised an eyebrow "My blood. Come on drink up it's getting cold."

Obito paled to a near sheet white as he gagged "You tried to... feed me YOUR BLOOD? Not only is it fresh human blood, it's yours! Oh that makes it so much worse."

He clamped a hand over his mouth preventing him from spewing as he scrambled off the bed towards the doorway calling back briefly "Which ways your bathroom?"

Kakashi looked absolutely bewildered as he answered "First door on your left."

Obito made it just in time as he retched miserably into the toilet bowl.

What kind of vampire was ill at the sight of blood being handed to them on a golden platter?