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Chapter III

I got a television set. Chiyo rolled it into the room on a stroller and left it at the front of the bed and gave me the remote. She must have noticed the look on my face when I asked her what options for entertainment they had in this place and she started talking about Sasuke's personal library. Not that I have anything personal against reading I just personally don't see why it should be done when I wasn't even at school.

Sasuke choosing a partner was all over the news; even other countries were interested in it, and in me. I saw my parents on TV a couple of times talking about how much I had wanted this and so on. Chiyo allowed me to call them and let them know that I was doing okay, I explained that I was bed-ridden because of the test and hadn't been outside in days. My mom wanted to know when they would get to meet Sasuke, or their 'son-in-law' as she flippantly put it. But I also wondered that.

I was his now, I felt like that and I loved it, but was I never going to get out of this house?

I know I could be over thinking it, it had merely been less than a week and Chiyo was only strict with the bed-rest because she was worried about me, but what was going to happen after I recovered to their liking? Did Sasuke mean to lock me away or something? Would I mind being locked away by Sasuke?

I hadn't seen him in two nights, not since our first meeting. Chiyo explained that he was busy with usual Hogosha concerns; Sasuke's duty was to the boarders of Fire Country, he made sure that they were always strong and protected, that there was a regulation of who went in and out and also it is his job to know who our threats are. I learned all this when I started researching him years ago so now as I reasoned with it, it made sense why he'd be too busy to see me. Or at least I tried to reason with it, but I soon gave up and concluded that I missed him and didn't care what his responsibilities were or that the safety of the entire country will be threatened without him, I just wanted to see him.

Ever since that kiss the thought of Sasuke was always there, like a pleasant redundant beat in my mind, I couldn't forget him. And this wasn't my usual love-sick doting, this was compulsive and driven, and it started with that kiss. When I closed my eyes and relived that moment I could taste it almost perfectly, that hot, sweet sanguine kiss that burned blindly through my limbs and made every muscle in my body tense. Sparked each nerve in climatic waves that started at my tongue and instantly absorbed me entirely. I couldn't remember much after Sasuke let me taste him because I had passed out, or fallen asleep, either way it was all dark after that moment and the next thing I knew I woke up, the sun was out and Chiyo was bringing me lunch. From then onwards that miniscule bit of his blood has been haunting me, I can't count how many times I'd relived, went over and obsessed over every detail of what happened two nights ago.

I wondered if this was what Sasuke talked about, was this a taste of the Saikaimokuyoku? Was this the suffering he warned me of? If it was then honestly it wasn't much different from how I was usually fixated on him, it was like a hyped obsession. I could deal with this, this Saikaimokuyoku should be easy.

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Today was really slow, nothing was on television (though Sasuke didn't have cable so the tv actually got dull a long time ago), and my mind kept sending me in circles with its tiring urges. If I were home or back at the academy I would have gone out for walk, or run, I would have found an escape from myself outside. I looked out my window from where I was still in bed, it was probably around six in the afternoon but darker because of some gentle but steady rain, the thought of the approaching night empty of Sasuke made my chest clench. I felt frustrated, with my forced immobility, but mostly with his absence.

I kicked off the covers that Chiyo had tucked around me when the rain started two hours ago to keep me warm, I hadn't seen her since then actually and thought that she was probably getting my dinner ready like she usually did around this time. My legs touched the ground and I put my weight on them expecting to feel the burden of my weight like the last time but it felt pretty normal to me as I walked to the door. I opened it just a crack, wide enough to peek into the hallway outside, bronze and alabaster light fixtures lit up the way along the stone walls; windowless, it felt dark, lonely and still and I suddenly wondered what the other servants were like- if there were any at all.

I walked down the hallway, passing other rooms, until I came to the end of that floor and a wide grand staircase, with black wrought iron balusters, that curved and flowed into a foyer. It's was so quiet I could hear my foot falls accompanied by the hum of the rain.

"Where the heck is everybody?" I muttered to myself as I stood in the middle of the circular room trying to figure out in what direction to explore next, there was a door way before and behind me. I walked closer to the one ahead and leaned against the frame as I studied what looked like a music room, there was a jet black grand piano and cello-

"Taking a look around?"

"AHH!" I jumped and spun around wide eyed and ready to fight or run for my life, "Jesus- Christ!" I gasped as I held my heart and tried to call my soul back.

The man smiled at me, it was sleek and snake-like though, almost a smirk- as if he was enjoying this, "I'm afraid not, but I am Kabuto though." He told me and I watched the bespeckled man bow low.

"Y-you're a servant?"

"Yes, I serve Sasuke-dono. Are you okay Naruto-san?"

I shook my head, "You scared the shit out of me."

Kabuto rose an eyebrow at me and I realized that I had forgotten my manners, though his condescending expression didn't make me regret it.

"I apologize if I startled you, but what is Naruto-san doing out of his room?" Kabuto smiled again, that teasing one from before and it made me feel a little childish. I stood up straight so that I could match his height and seem more serious.

"I thought I'd stretch my legs a bit, can't stay in there all the time."

"Hm." Kabuto's smile went to his eyes now but his tone remained the same, "Defying Sasuke-dono's orders? But I guess you can get away with it as you are his partner."

I looked into the other man's eyes for moment before I answered, trying to gauge what he was really trying to say, for some reason I didn't get this guy. He wasn't like Chiyo at all, I shrugged, "I guess."

Kabuto lead me to what he called a 'drawing room', but it was just another lavish room with large sofas, deep lighting and a fireplace. Nothing contemporary, not even a radio.

"This place is old." Kabuto said and I nearly jumped again.

"Ar-Are you a vam-"

"No, I'm just a servant like I said, but I do have certain gifts. Sasuke-dono has told you of our kind?"

"Yeah, he spoke about you."I recalled the brief history of Chiyo's 'kind' from a few days ago.

"Though we're not vampires, sometimes the most pure blooded of us can be born with one or two vampire traits." Kabuto told me with his head high and I almost snorted. He glanced at me suddenly, probably hearing that thought, and I turned away suddenly very interested in the cushion beside me.

"Well, Sasuke should update this place a bit." I began, trying to change the topic, "It has a lot of potential, like this room would make a great private cinema."

Kabuto didn't appear interested; I wondered if he knew what a cinema was. "I know what it is. If you think it's so necessary then you can bring it up with your partner, it's one of the obligations of a partner to keep the other informed with the current world. I see that with you Sasuke-dono will become versed in the more frivolous aspects."

Frivolous? I wanted to counter that but something else caught my interest.

"By the way, how are you feeling Naruto-san?" Kabuto asked me before I could act on it.

I shrugged, "Okay I guess, still a little tired."

"Hm, and your dreams? Do you still dream of the events of the Tsukuyomi?"

I thought about my recent dreams which were all of Sasuke and blushed as I shook my head. Kabuto smiled again. "He's already begun." He said softly and when I turned to him he stood and came closer to me. "My specialty is medicine, I'll check how you're doing physically." He told me before he sat down beside me and went straight for eyes, he was checking my pupils.

"Hey Kabuto, what do you mean by my 'obligations'?" I asked finally what I had been pondering since he mentioned it.

"Do you know why it's important for a Hogosha to acquire a partner Naruto-san?" he asked me and I shook my head as the man checked my pulse. "The practice began in the beginning when the Hogosha first came together, when the countries were overtaken with evil vampires and there were many wars. Hogoshas are more powerful than the average vampire but even they had their limits and when a vampire is out of blood they turn to ash, it's just as efficient as sunlight in killing a vampire. But when a vampire shares their blood with their mate they become one. Therefore a partner is probably the most powerful resource for a vampire- they are like a body full of their own potent essence and as Hogosha often risk their life fighting for their country the extra blood is very important."

"Do you understand Naruto-san?" Kabuto asked me as he looked into my eyes, a strange glint in his bespeckled reflection, "You are a very useful object to Sasuke-dono, with you he will now become twice as strong. All you have to do is try not to trouble him, and be there when he needs your blood."

Kabuto didn't need to continue, I understood what he was saying and I know he felt it sting me, the falter in my eyes and in my mind.

Am I really just an object?

I felt a sudden tug, on my mind and body, then. It was like a silent, wordless calling of attention that stilled the room and both Kabuto and I turned in the direct it came from. My stomach was already fluttering before my eyes even connected with his and when they did meet those relentless dark pools I felt an inexplicable heat under my skin, tingling at my finger tips. Like a pleasant electricity in the air, that was his aura to me, a pleasurable sting.

His eyes swept from me to the other man sitting next to me holding my hand, and I felt Kabuto's fingers, which were pressed under my wrist, loosen. He hesitated for a moment as if surprised but he quickly recovered and stood to bow. As Sasuke approached us Kabuto stepped away from me leaving space for him to come between us. I caught onto the uncomfortable air and realized that it was coming from Sasuke. Was he angry?

"I'm sorry, I was only checking up on Naruto-san's health." Kabuto explained probably in answer to a mental question from Sasuke.

Sasuke didn't seem pleased, his back was all I could see but I could feel the air prickle under his presence and I shrunk a bit in my seat.

"There's no need for you to do that. I thought I made it clear to everyone that I only wanted Chiyo handling Naruto." He told the other calmly, without bite or heated emotion but still managing to shake Kabuto up a bit. The servant shifted, his eyes never raising high enough to catch Sasuke's knee.

"I apologize, Naruto-san left his room, I was planning to escort him back, I'm sorry."

Sasuke watched him for a moment longer then said in a softer voice, "I don't want you touching him, no one actually, Chiyo is the only one I tolerate right now, but let the other servants know that I don't want them near him. I-" he paused and my eyes narrowed as I tensely watched the back of his head, it seemed like Sasuke was actually struggling with what he was about to say, "I don't know what I might do, I won't hold back, so no one is to touch him. Understand?"

"Yes my Lord." Kabuto bowed again.

Sasuke turned with nothing more to say, he took my hand into his warm clasp and I stood without him even having to pull. I heard him in my mind with comforting, almost apologetic words, he took me back up to the room silently. In there the energy around him changed, it dissolved, peeling away it's chill and wrapping around me like it did that first night. He took me up to the bed and I crawled back in and watched him take his coat off. The frustration and anxiety I felt before was gone, I couldn't even remember what I was so pissed about I was so drunk off of him now and he hadn't even really touched me yet.

"Sasuke." I moaned from where I lied waiting for him, "Too long."

He smirked at me and I was told to be patient as he rest his coat down. He only wore some fitted dark pants and a black, loose shirt that wasn't buttoned all the way up, the cuffs of the long sleeves was also loosened. I wondered what he would look like without anything on, I almost moaned as I imagined that smooth, faultless skin and I got hard when I imagined it against my own naked flesh.

I knew that he could probably be hearing every unspoken word in my mind right now but it didn't bother me (unlike it did with Kabuto), because my mind wasn't the only place I wanted Sasuke in and I hoped that was very clear to him.

He crawled over me, straddled my waist and brought his mouth down to place those hot kisses on my neck like burns and I held my breath.

"You want me inside you?" he asked before he licked my ear and I hissed. Already he had me panting and I wanted to attack him, grab onto him, turn him over and rip his clothes off myself but like before I couldn't move. I just nodded my head. "Hn. Don't let anyone else touch you Naruto, you're mine inside and out."

He kissed me deeply and bucked when our tongues met, my desperate hips searching for his friction but I felt his stern hand on my waist pinning me down to the mattress. Sasuke's fingers slipped beneath the band of my pants to explore flesh that he had never caressed before. He swallowed my moans as he pulled my pants off along with my underwear, exposing my bottom half and instantly finding his place between my legs. Sasuke's mouth moved to my nape where he placed gentle kisses, but I gasped when I felt the sharp sting of a fang on my neck, he didn't bite me- I realized with surprising disappointment- he'd only grazed it along my skin and I felt the burn of slithers of red marks he'd left. It shocked me how sharp they were, the sweet bits of metal sliding dangerously close to my vitals, from just a taste of them I knew how easily they could make damage, not even like blades but like fire they can slice through my skin and I wanted them to. So badly I wanted him to drink from me.

"Sasuke, please." I panted with my eyes closed and soon it turned into a chant that even my mind resounded. I held him close with my bare knees and with my arms around his neck. "Please."

I felt his fingers suddenly against my opening, they circled the tight muscles sending waves of shudders through body before he began pushing in and out.

"Ah! Sas-nh!" he licked the marks on my neck making them sting stiffly but also finally pushed through the tightness of my ring of muscles and fully entering me. It was just his finger but I almost came bucking and crying out. Sasuke moved his other hand between us and clasped my swollen member and started pumping making me see lights behind my eye lids. It didn't take much, probably five strokes before I came with his mouth on my mouth, sliding my tongue against his fangs and enjoying the feel of them cutting into me, the bitterness of my blood mingling between our mouths, blending with his hotter blood. Sasuke's eyes seemed to fill with it, like a labyrinth of blood tangled in depths of darkness, and he lapped hungrily into my mouth, drinking me, sucking the small slit on my tongue, taking everything from me.

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I dreamt that I was sitting in bed, as usual, the covers pulled over my legs, a small pile of pillows behind my back. Comfortable, like only Chiyo-baa can make it. I was sitting up like I always did when I was watching the television, but it wasn't on, also I was very alone. I'm mostly alone, when Chiyo and Sasuke are not there, but this was a chilling emptiness, enclosing like spikes against my skin and shrinking into me like a serpent.

I felt it in the room. It was more of a realization than the actual introduction of a new presence. It was like it was always there and, staying as tensely still as someone who knew they were being stalked, my eyes surveyed the room sliding cautiously from one end to the next. Aking sure the shadows didn't move, that the corners didn't creep in.

Finding nothing did not make me feel any better and when a new realization hit me I felt the fear trickle through me like tiny spiders with needle-like legs scuttling up my skin. I looked down at my hands that lied still on my lap, pressed into the plush duvet; I raised them slowly and released a shallow breath as I griped the edge of them.

I could smell it, like dank, rusted blood- a metallic rawness that wafted as pungently as a wet dog. It's fusty panting became loud in my ears, deep and shallow; with each exhale the fiery breath curled up my legs and clung to my body as if it wanted to entangle me.

I realized I had paused, taking this fleeting second to reconsider, because this was for sure a dream so I didn't need to put myself through this, I don't have to see the beast that had its burning claws and spiky fur wrapped around my feet. I could wake myself up. But his hold tightened, like the convulsing muscles of a snake flattening out against me and tugging me closer into itself, he pulled higher up like he was devouring me.

'I want more.' A sickeningly guttural voice bubbled up to me from under there. 'We want- we want more.'

Want more what? I thought, but then the bed shuddered, creaking like it never had before, I stilled when I saw that blood was seeping out from under me. It stained the white sheets and sapped in further until it was like a thick red halo all around me and I was panicking at the possibility that it was mine. I couldn't wait anymore, convincing myself that this was a dream was starting to become difficult and it was very clear that this was a terrible nightmare.

I just lifted the duvet in one swooping go.

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Sasuke came the next night also, his presence falling in with the night, and we shared that kiss again, that exchanging of blood which mostly contained mines and just a taste of his. I had to arouse a second kiss out of him, took me an entire hour of seducing- something I thought I didn't know a thing about until I had Sasuke's body beside me and that unyielding craving for more of him ravishing my mind.

I told him about the freaky dream while I was having a really late dinner. Sasuke let me have it in a verandah on one of the higher floors; we sat together at the table, Sasuke beside me without a plate of course. He told me that he could still eat if wanted to though, but food was not nourishing to him and as he hadn't eaten in centuries it might feel a little weird.

I laughed, "Vampires can get an upset stomach?"

"If you're not careful you'll get one too." He implied about my third helping.

I grinned, "Chiyo-baa's cooking is almost as good as my mom's, and I only add the almost because if I didn't I wouldn't be allowed back home."

The moonlight did to Sasuke's features what the sunlight often did to mines, it seemed to enhance him. His pale skin glowed smoothly, the red that I thought were hidden in his eyes actually shimmered through the black constantly and when he was excited it swelled. Sasuke's arm was rested on the back of my chair and he ran his fingers through my hair as we spoke. When he realized I was staring he smirked as he leaned in and pressed a kiss at the side of my mouth.

"So, you wanted to know how to block me out of your mind?" he said reminding me of what I had said earlier, about Kabuto getting into my head.

"I never said that! I just didn't like when that Kabuto guy did it."

"Hn," Sasuke tried to look indifferent but I knew he liked the implications of what I had just said because his magnetic energy started tugging me and tickling my skin. We were outside; there was only the table and the floor, so I blushed at the uncontrollable images of Sasuke taking me right here. "Do you want me to?" I felt him breath into my ear and I shivered and angled away from him slightly.

"Maybe I should block you out too." I muttered in my embarrassment and Sasuke looked a little upset, "I'm just saying, some thoughts a private-"

"I like knowing about all the naughty things you want me to do to you."

"Especially those thoughts."

Sasuke chuckled. I felt the small smile of his lips when he pressed them against my neck, then his mouth opened and his fangs grazed a stinging path down. I gasped and he stopped then licked the reddening lines, Sasuke's desire wafted around me again, swelling like a powerful tide then trembling back into his control again leaving my ears ringing.

He's starting to get impatient.

"As a mortal you can't block a stronger mind out, it will take years of practice. You would have eventually gained that strength as you're turned, ever since you started drinking my blood you've already become a little stronger."

"I don't feel stronger."

"Don't worry, it's happening. I wanted to introduce the Saikaimokuyoku slowly to you, but-" he paused and released a shaky sigh, I felt his thrumming desire in air again for just a transient moment, "I can't hold back anymore." I faced him, to look into his reddening eyes, and Sasuke kissed me, "and if you want to learn how to block me out then rolling on with it would be best."

"I never said I wanted you out." I pleaded against his lips, though I thought it was sort of cute that he was sulking. I wondered what Sasuke would look like pouting… and got a gentle but startlingly sharp nibble on my top lip as a response to that thought. "Sorry."

"Why were you going slowly with the Saikaimokuyoku?" I asked him.

"The Washing is like an exchange of blood, I trade your blood with mines and if your body and mind can handle it then you'll be a vampire. If I made the exchange suddenly in one go it would be agonizing and you'll probably never survive-"

"So you were taking it easy on me?"

Sasuke smirked, "Was I underestimating you?"

"Yes! Give me all you've got Sasuke, I can take it."

Sasuke chuckled again, similar to an adult at the face of a child's enthusiasm, "I doubt that, and I'm not going to risk your life- even if you can handle it, I've been searching for you a long time, I will not lose you to the Saikaimokuyoku." The resolution in his eyes made my chest clench warmly, it was almost intimidating, I saw why he was notorious among all the Hogosha for getting what he wants. He studied me for a while but I had nothing else to say, if he wanted to hurry the progress along or not it was his say- though I still knew I could take it.

Without another word he picked up a clean carving knife from the spread on the table and brought it tohis throat. My eyes followed the sliting closely, my mind zoned in on it and seemed to take up a foreboding still and my senses perked at the smell, the sight of the crimson on white, with the intensity of a stalking animal. It amazed me how little control I had over these, at the moment, harmless reactions and recalled what Sasuke said about those changes that I thought I hadn't noticed yet.

He didn't need to tell me to drink, I held onto his shoulder the instant he put the knife back down and licked the thin trail that had slid down until I came to the opening and covered it with my mouth.

I can't believe I thought drinking blood would be disgusting, it's as indescribable as an orgasm.

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I dreamed of it again that night, that it swallowed me and I spent days swimming in it's stomach of blood. It's smoldering red eyes staring down at me the entire time like twin moons that were hung in the sky then set ablaze, sinister and hungry, burning itself away and licking it's flames at me. And the entire time it chanted 'more'.

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