Hey there dear readers! I decided to write the next chapter, so here ya go, nya!
Deidara and Sasori had been living together for about three months, and yet the red haired vampire didn't talk much about his past... No that's not true. He never talked about his past at all.
Deidara had however, learned a lot about vampires. Such as, vampires were either stronger or faster than humans - it depended on the vampire - the simple fact that vampires were not dead people, but a different species entirely. And that different vampires had different powers, Sasori's was the power of puppetmastery.
"So how would a human even be turnedinto a vampire, hmmm?" The blond asked, one morning when the two of thdm were sitting at the table, eating breakfast.
"Well that's simple, brat. They have to have their blood drank by a vampire and then drink that same vampire's blood." The redhead answered, stabbing a fork through his eggs. The blond nodded slowly, interested like always.
There was nothing but silence for the rest of the meal, but then Hime jumped down from her perch on Sasori's head, running to the front door and hissing. This immediately had Sasori up and standing in front of Deidara to protect him from whatever danger was on the other side of that door.
The doorknob jingled before opening, revealing a man with silver hair tied back in a ponytail who was wearing glasses. He smelled of Orochimaru.
Sasori felt a growl escape his throat in the form of letters, "Kabuto."
"You know him, hmmm?" Deidara whispered quietly. Sasori grimaced and growl at that, which was all the answer Deidara needed. Yes they knew each other, but they weren't on good terms. Deidara didn't push it further and fell silent.
"Orochimaru-sama sent me to 'take care of you' it seems you've been quite the nuisance lately." The man known as Kabuto said, pulling out a sharp knife and running at Sasori who just stood there, unmoving.
He may have been unmoving, but Deidara wasn't, as he flung himself in between the vampire and 'Kabuto'. The blond felt the knife pierce his chest.
Kabuto froze, eyes widening in shock and that gave Sasori the perfect opportunity to snap Kabuto's neck, tossing his corpse aside and dropped to his knees to hold the blond in his arms as the blond in his arms as the blond slowly died.
-Deidara POV-
Sasori just held me in his arms not letting me go, not even when my arms went limp and my eyes closed forever...
Or at least I thought it would be forever... But then why was I lying under covers? Had it all been a dream? I tried to roll over, but quickly discovered that I couldn't. I wanted to get out of bed, my throat felt so dry I couldn't stand it. I reached out, only to find that I couldn't reach very far and felt something warm beneath my hand. I opened my eyes and was relieved to see Sasori lying beside me, unharmed and sleeping. His gray-brown eyes opened to meet my light blue ones.
"How do you feel, Dei-chan?" he asked me. I should be angry that he just called me '-chan'... But then why did my heart just skip a beat.
"Fine I guess, my throat's a little dry..." I answered, looking away from him. There was a pause, and then I smelled something wonderful. It smelled like nutmeg with a hint of cinnamon and had a metallic undertone to it. My mouth watered and I was suddenly yanked into a sitting position, after that my face was promptly shoved into the crook of Sasori's neck, where the scent was coming from. I hesitated before lapping at the warm, red liquid that was there. It wasn't long before my throat didn't hurt anymore.
I pulled away from Sasori's neck and looked at him, confused. He chuckled and brought his face close to mine, licking the blood off my chin. I froze, shocked at how he was acting, then slapped him. It was his turn to be shocked, as he stared at me as though I was crazy. He mumbled some nonsense about Orochimaru, altered memories, and being a vampire not being enough, or something like that.
"Hey Dei, do you remember me at all?" he asked.
I nodded, "Of course I do, who could forget a vampire they've been living with for three months?" I replied, not sure what he meant. His shoulders slumped forward slightly, so that was not the answer he had been wanting... Then what was he wanting me to say? 'Yes Sasori, I remember who Orochimaru is and what he did to us a long time ago and... And that I love you and it's all thanks to your blood, because only a minute ago I didn't remember'? Is that what he wanted to hear?! Or how about, 'I remember everything, like how we promised that we would stick together no matter what, and how you broke that promise, so I'm a little angry right now!' ?!... I thought I had thought all this to myself... But Sasori trying hard not to laugh was a dead giveaway that I had, in fact, said all this outloud.
"Aaaawe, Deidei-chan you remember!" Sasori said, pulling into a tight hug. My face was right at his neck, so I, unconsciously, nuzzled my face into his neck and I felt him smile rather smugly against my hair, smug little puppetmaster bastard.
"Love ya, Dei." Sasori whispered, pulling my head away from his neck, pressing his lips lightly to mine. I wanted to push him away, but my body didn't respond.
When Sasori and I got up and went to the kitchen, I noticed, one, Hime was guarding the front door, and two, there was a note on the counter. I picked up the note and read it. I was horrified at the contents,
"You think you can kill me that easily, huh? Orochimaru-sama will be most unpleased about the blond's new appearance. Enjoy your peace while you still can, Sasori."
"S-Sasori what are we going to do, hmmm?" I asked, trembling. Sasori was at my side in an instant, holding me close, lips pressed to my forehead, left hand stroking my hair in a calming motion.
"Je ne sais pas, mais tout va bien aller" (I don't know, but it will be okay.) Sasori said in a voice like a lullaby. It worked as I closed my eyes and sank to the floor, still in Sasori's arms.
'Tis the end of the chapter, I hope you enjoyed it and I would love it if you would comment, nya! *kamuis away*