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Sasuke smiled lightly at the woman who always answered the door to the Hyuuga residency. He knew she hated him. He would hate himself to, if he'd showed up at a vampire's home at only five in the evening on a bright and sunny day such as this one. He'd suffered many a confused look from the humans who he passed on the street, as they took in his dark hoodie and obscenely large black umbrella, but he didn't mind. Silly humans. They liked to be so cruel at times, as if his family alone couldn't single-handedly wipe out every single mortal being in the entire country in an hour's time.

"Uchiha-Kun, Neji-Sama is sleeping, please visit again later in the night."

"Oh, it's fine. I'm not here visiting him today." Sasuke commented, easily stepping around the intrusive woman and bolting down the stairs to his friend's bedroom. It was true, he had no intention of waking Neji up. He was here to check up on Naruto. He hadn't seen the demon seal on the boys stomach for nearly three weeks, and he wanted to make sure that it hadn't awakened any farther – although lucky for them all, the demon so far seemed not to have noticed that it was possessing Naruto and was completely dormant so far. This, however, was slightly more troublesome – as Shikamaru had pointed out – because if the demon was sleeping, that left even more of a question mark over the subject of how the damn thing had gotten inside of the blonde in the first place.

As Sasuke stepped into the room, he gasped out loud in sheer awe at what his eyes were seeing, and excitedly glanced from place to place, closing the door behind himself and becoming entirely boxed in by this wonderland. Naruto looked up and offered an optimistic grin.

"Sasuke! How good to see you! Come in, come in."

"You two have… renovated." The Uchiha commented breathily.

"Yeah, it was necessary since I'll be living here from now on. You like?"

"It's a proper human kitchen." Sasuke stated, walking up to the electric stove and placing his hand on a burner. "Ouch!" he shouted, not expecting the heat. "Your kitchen hurt my hand!" He whined, showing the now red and deformed flesh to Naruto in order to prove that he was, in fact, injured.

The Uzumaki scratched the back of his head nervously and let out a somehow apologetic laugh. "Yeah, sorry about that… pots get pretty hot while they're cooking. Neji touched it too. I guess I shoulda warned you."

This time it was Naruto's turn to be impressed, as he watched Sasuke extend a sharp canine tooth and cleanly slice off the burnt area, then suck at the finger until it replaced itself with new, flawless, skin. "Better already." The raven reassured. "So, what are you making?"

Naruto shrugged. "Ramen, I guess. That pot's got boiling water in it, which works for pretty much anything. I'd offer you a… er… snack, but I'm running pretty low on supply from keeping Neji well fed."

"That's fine, I'd rather try your food."

Naruto frowned. "… Really? I thought it was some sort of major disrespect to vampirism to eat human food… isn't it like banned or something?"

Sasuke shrugged. "Kids have to eat it in school. That's part of the first five years of education, experimenting with human foods. When I was a baby, Itachi used to come up with all sorts of nicknames for me based on the stuff he learned at school. By the time I was in school, they stopped asking us to eat the food, we just had to learn about it. So, I've never tried it."

"Did your brother… like it?"

"Nope! Said it was the worst taste he'd ever suffered through! He was partial to the cabbage though, I think. He says my… never mind. Anyway, so, can I try your…. Ramen? Is that what it's called?"

Naruto nodded, and pulled open a cupboard taking out three pork flavored packets of instant ramen, and plopped them into the pot, poking at it slightly to make sure that all of the noodles were successfully submerged.

"Now what?" Sasuke asked, and Naruto jumped slightly – having not realized that the elder teen was hovering right behind him.

"Now, we wait."

Sasuke frowned, apparently not understanding the concept of waiting for the food to be cooked, however, with a shrug, he agreed to it and sat down on a love seat, stealing a glance over at Neji – who was seemingly oblivious to his houseguest.

"Ne, Naruto-kun. Would you mind showing me that symbol on your stomach, again?"

Naruto gave no verbal reply, instead choosing to simply take his shirt off and walk over to Sasuke. The Uchiha stared at it and frowned. He reached out slowly, and touched the strange marking – noting that it was definitely a demon seal, and that it was definitely sealed with blood; as a demon seal must be. He hovered his mouth close to the mark, before looking up at Naruto.

"Do you mind?" He asked.

Naruto didn't mind, and so Sasuke stuck his tongue out and licked across the symbol slowly, then pulled away. Definitely Uchiha blood, although it was of course quite disgusting to most vampires that Sasuke could tell that. This was, of course, from doing two of the most disrespected and looked down on things that a vampire could do – drinking one's own blood, and drinking the blood of a relative.

Sasuke knew Uchiha blood so well that he could pinpoint it a mile away, and that was definitely what was sealing Naruto's mark. Uchiha blood, and strong Uchiha blood. Perhaps even ancient. It had to be one of the elders, and they were all sleeping, ergo, it had to be Madara or Izuna… but Madara had a seal on his foot that kept him from leaving the basement, and Izuna had a seal on his back that kept him from leaving Madara, so it was impossible that they did it… right?

Ugh! Sasuke would make himself sick trying to think about it anymore. He licked at his lips absentmindedly and smiled up at Naruto as he was handed a bowl of whatever human meal they were about to eat. Along with the bowl, came two small wooden sticks that Sasuke figured must have been what humans used instead of fangs- Naruto explained that humans had knives instead of fangs, they used chopsticks instead of hands. This greatly confused Sasuke, and he pointed out that even humans had hands, but Naruto insisted that eating with your hands is rude in human society. Sasuke shrugged it off, and ate the food his own way, drinking the soup with ease and struggling to figure out what to do with the noodles- choking himself several times in the process. Alas, he managed to finish the bowl of ramen, and he bid Naruto farewell and went home feeling excruciatingly smug about his accomplishment.

Itachi raised a curious eyebrow as he looked up to see his brother entering their room at seven in the evening, looking so delighted. The elder simply scooted over and lifted up the covers, a silent invitation to join him in bed. He was not expecting Sasuke to be extra excited to see him, and therefore pounce atop him in joy and give him a bone-crushing hug.

"Otouto… it's too early… what's all this about?"

Sasuke didn't answer, instead choosing to crash his lips against Itachi's desperately. He was, of course, not denied entry to his brother's mouth, but as soon as their lips connected, Itachi coughed and turned away.

"What is that monstrosity on your tongue?" The elder hissed out, biting softly into his own tongue in order to clear his mouth of the foreign and unwelcome taste.

Sasuke grinned. "It's human food! It's called ramen! It's really awful, huh?"

"Then why are you so damn happy about it? Hell, why did you eat it?"

Sasuke again ignored his brother's question, instead choosing to decorate Itachi's neck and jaw with delicate little kisses, and relaxing atop the elder man. Today really had been strange, he'd been up early enough to call it a day rather than a night. The little vampire was starting to get quite exhausted, and lying atop Itachi always seemed like the perfect resting place.

"You bit your tongue." Sasuke whispered, smelling the blood. Itachi didn't answer, he didn't need to. He'd known when he'd done it that his brother would be drawn to the scent, but that was fine. He was plenty full, anyway, he had enough to spare.

Sasuke connected their lips once more, in a very tired and sloppy kiss. He sucked Itachi's tongue into his mouth and moaned at the delicious taste of his brother's essence. This time, Itachi was expecting the ramen, so he wasn't as shocked by it, and didn't complain.

Sasuke was always such a tease… he toyed with Itachi's tongue, like a cat with a yarn ball, scraping his teeth against it, suckling it between his lips – doing everything but biting it, until Itachi tired of his foolish games, and bit it himself, shoving the wounded appendage farther into Sasuke's mouth, and releasing a deep breath as he felt Sasuke give in, and drink.

Sasuke sucked on the blood that he was being fed gratefully, but retreated quickly. It was nice to be fed, but drinking was only half the fun. The true experience required him to make the bite himself. He kissed Itachi's lips softly, then dragged his tongue across them, and nipped playfully at the weasel's nose, before lying down atop his chest, and lazily sinking his teeth into Itachi's left pectoral.

The elder didn't complain, and emitted a small whimper at that feeling of total submission that he'd come to adore. His blood was Sasuke's blood. There was barely a difference. He was Sasuke, and Sasuke was him, as the younger drank. It was Itachi himself that flowed so freely down his brother's throat, completing him, nourishing him, filling him.

Filling Sasuke…

Itachi shut his eyes tightly and tried to ignore the sudden tightening in his pajama pants. How had he allowed himself to think such foolish words? His breath became heavy, as Sasuke shivered slightly from the pleasure of his drink. This was good, yes. This was magical, yes. This was… perfect… but there was something perfect-er. It was silly, really. Not even a word, in fact- but the truth remained, that there was a level of pleasure above this one, that the brother's hadn't even begun to explore yet.

Itachi sighed, as Sasuke closed the wound, and quickly drifted into an effortless sleep. The elder's mind still kept repeating that same insane phrase..

Filling him.

To make him full. It was something that Itachi had done on multiple occasions – but at that particular moment he wasn't thinking of his blood that would be filling Sasuke, and he wasn't thinking of Sasuke's veins that would be full. No, Itachi's mind was on something else entirely. Something that he just might have to try.

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