Hi~. Guess who has an update for you lovely people~. It's me, that's who. Sorry for taking so long to get a new chapter out. Things are more or less a little more steady now, so I can kinda work on this story more.

Anyway, review corner~!
1. R3iga1004- Well they're assassins. I have to toss in a target and stuff and what better person than the sadistic genius known as Hanamiya Makato?
2. Guest- Haha, I'm glad you enjoyed that chapter~. I'm glad you found it sexy even though it was more of a HanamiyaXTetsuya moment than AkashiXTetsuya~. Good job though I don't think covering that bloods gonna help Tetsu-chan in this chapter.
3. NNeko- Though I did state that this was a sexual story, I never specifically said I would detail any sex scenes~.
4. lilasin101- Sorry hun. Begging doesn't really affect me that much~.
5. wasabi cake- Akashi is very overprotective of little Tetsu-chan. That's what makes him so cute. ^^
6. Mummified-unicorns- It wasn't lame at all. I appreciate you taking the time to review on this story. Thank you~.
7. lilasin101- Well as you can see, I'm not dropping it just yet.
8. thisgirldanielle- I've continued darlin'. ^^'
9. wasabi cake- Thank you so much! I'm glad you think this fanfic of mine is interesting. That's a serious compliment in my books~.

Blood Lust chapter 3

Pure darkness was all there was. Tetsuya figured that would be the case when Hanamiya strapped the blindfold around his eyes. The man even placed ear plugs in his ears, making the sounds fade away from existence. For the first time ever, Tetsuya was significantly afraid. He couldn't see nor hear, his limps immobile in their tied positions, and he had no idea where to Hanamiya was. This, he thought, happy to be able to at least hear his own voice, does not look good for me.

Aqua eyes snapped open from behind the blindfold, a gasp escaping him at the touch to his half-hard penis, making him jerk away. If Hanamiya held true to his words, any pleasure he received would be followed by even stronger pain. His fears were exactly what happened, for once Tetsuya moved away from the touch, the feel of a taunt leather whip slammed down on his back. Without his consent a scream escaped his lips in a rush. "Fuck!" Tetsuya would never consider his self a person who uses foul language just for the heck of it but the word was already out in the open before he even thought it.

Hanamiya watched with wicked glee when the whip cut Tetsuya's flesh from his right shoulder blade down to his left hip. A delectable looking trail of red was slowly starting to seep from the newly made laceration, making Hanamiya lick his lips. Maybe he was developing a thing for hematolagnia now. Smirking lightly at his own thoughts, Hanamiya quickly brought the whip back down on Tetsuya's back, making a new lash going from the younger man's left shoulder to his right hip, intersecting against the previous one to form a giant X. But the sound he wanted to hear, Tetsuya's scream, never met his ears. So with a step back, he walked to the man's front and was faintly amused by what he saw. To keep his scream from being heard Tetsuya bit his bottom lip, hard enough to draw blood. "My, my…." He said out loud despite the fact that the blue haired young man couldn't hear him, "What a sturdy mouse you are." Again and again he brought the whip down on the young mans back, laughing with pure happiness at the blood that would fly. And finally he heard the delicious sound of Tetsuya's screams of pleasure and pain.

Laying the leather whip down on the end of the bed, Hanamiya let the pads of his fingers drift across Tetsuya's chest, toying with the already hardened nipples that were practically begging to be touched. Sadistic glee made his mind cloud, anticipation made his guard drop, and Kuroko Tetsuya made him die.

Never had Akashi felt a deep sense of fury as he did now. With his teeth clenched, his words came out slightly strained. "Satsuki…. Go and call the others. We're getting Tetsuya back." That man was going to die by his hands. And before their female member could see the footage on Hanamiya's home security camera's, he quickly turned it off and deleted all traces of his hacking. It would not be good for him, or the other members, if someone were to realize what had been done.

Normally he was not one to lose the control he had over his emotions, but just this once, Akashi allowed the rage to overtake him once he double checked the work he did to ensure everything was deleted. The training he gave Tetsuya was putting him at a disadvantage, and undeniably the redhead knew this experience would change him. And Akashi didn't know what to do if it did. But he didn't have any more time to think of things such as that for the other four males of their family, followed by Satsuki, approached him with determination in their gazes.

"We're going to get him back," Akashi stated, grabbing his jacket off of the back of a chair as he walked by them to the door. He looked over his shoulders, his pupils narrowed into a slit that Tetsuya would have called demonic looking, "Anyone who tries to stop us dies." Affirmatives reached his ears. Looks like you're loved by many, Tetsuya, the leader thought with a small smirk pulling at the corner of his lips before they fell. His expression blank, Akashi pulled the jacket on over his crimson dress shirt, opening the passenger door of their black Nissan Pathfinder, tossing the keys to Aomine. Who else would get them their faster than the speed demon with the luck of the devil himself?

The ride was spent in silence, each lost in their thoughts, in the questions of what if. In any situation there was always the risk of being caught by the police or even the targets and killed if it was the latter. Each was praying that Tetsuya was still alive, and Aomine ran a hand through his hair, keeping his eyes on the road in front of him. "Tetsu's a stubborn bastard." He said out loud, trying to relieve the tension and his own doubts. "Ain't no way he's gonna die." Hearing the soft laughter of the other men, he knew he successfully did just what he sought out to do.

"You're right, Mine-chin," Murasakibara stated with a hum, pulling a bag of chips out of his pocket to munch on, making Midorima toss a glare at him.

"If I see a single crumb in the car, you're going to clean it singlehandedly," the man threatened, adjusting his glasses, "and your snacking privileges will be revoked." Violet eyes turned to look at him, a pout fully in place. Kise chuckled in amusement then sobered up immediately when Aomine drifted to a stop in front of the gate to Hanamiya Makato's house. With a small groan of annoyance he leaned over to talk to the security guard, flashing smirks and bribing the man to open the gates before planting a bullet in the center of the mans' head.

Keeping the car far enough away to avoid suspicion, yet close enough in case problems arose, the five men quickly exiting, spreading out in different directions to help avoid detection. But all stopped dead in their tracks at the sight that awaited them.

Everything was a glorious red. Beautiful, rich, and delectably seductive red; Tetsuya stared at it from his spot on the middle of the lush bed, his fingers sliding across the blood covered comforter. A smile was playing at his lips, laughter tumbling forth when his fingers touched Hanamiya's face which was contorted in pure terror. It was all a blur in his mind, but all that mattered now was that he was free. So with a small sound of regret he slid off of the comfortable bed, looking up to shoot a glare at the metal cuffs dangling from the ceiling. Lucky for him they were just a tad too big, allowing him to free his hands free once he realized that small detail.

Leaving the 'Red Room,' as he just dubbed it, Tetsuya quietly snuck up behind a half dozing guard, pulling the gun free from the holster and quickly shot the man in the back, right where his heart was. Death was instantaneous. Though the sound of gunfire would obviously alert everyone in the house, the young man with hair the color of blue cotton candy didn't care. He wanted every single person in this place dead. He wanted the ivory walls stained a permanent shade of red. He wanted payback for the blood that he was forced to shed and the scars that would inevitably form. With his aqua eyes glazed, his mind clouded but for that one desire, Tetsuya made his way through the house, keeping to the shadows.

He would paint the house with blood.