Chapter 6 – Sweet but Sour

A/N: I just wanted to clear up a few things. In this story, they have their shippuden looks, not pre-shippuden. So both Gaara and Lee are taller and stronger. Also, the vampire part is not going to be like the Twilight story. Just telling you now in case you've stopped reading due to that. Any other questions I'd be happy to answer, just ask in the review section. Thanks for reading this far! I really appreciate it!

PS: this is the longest chapter so far!

Lee groaned as his knee's ached on the floor. He dropped the wet, floor brush into the bucket beside him. The water inside it was dirty and needed to be poured out and cleaned. Lee just finished cleaning the hallway in his master's giant house, which meant he was done cleaning all the floors. He always saved the hallways for last since he walked through them after every room he cleaned. He picked up the handle on the bucket and carried it to the bath tub to dump out.

Lee's mind raced as he took each step closer to the bathroom. Gaara has kept him trapped here for a month and a half now and didn't allow him out of the house. Lee knew school had started and it was driving him crazy not to go. He missed his friends and his family greatly, and he was upset that his parents still haven't found him. He almost wanted to cry, especially since Gaara was still harsh on him.

He couldn't understand why Gaara was so cruel. He always told Lee to 'clean this and clean that.' If Lee did something wrong like break one of Gaara's fine china dishes, he'd get a nice punch in the gut. However, Lee did notice that Gaara was talking to him more than he did before. Lee was able to reply to a few of Gaara's sentences without getting hurt, as long as they were short replies.

Lee dumped the dirty water down the bath tub drain slowly so it wouldn't splat and he'd have to clean the tub. After cleaning out the bucket and floor brush, he stuffed the cleaning supplies back into the closet. He decided to go look for his master to see if there was anything else he had to do before he could just relax in his room.

Yes, Lee had gotten his own room. It was an old guests room that had never been used, however it was pretty small for a guests room. The room was a faded grey color with a dark red rug that spread from wall to wall. Lee really wanted to redecorate the room so it was more bright and lively, however Gaara said if he tried anything like that he'd tie him down and suck his blood so slowly it'd feel like a knife was cutting open his stomach forever. Lee didn't dare bring up the idea again.

He walked into the kitchen and looked around; it was empty and creepily silent. He sighed and decided to check the living room. He saw the redhead with his feet up on the coffee table, lying back on the couch watching a horror movie with boredom in his eyes. Lee wasn't a fan of horror movies, so it confused him a little that Gaara wasn't affected at all by the movies.

"Master…" Lee said softly, as he has learned to not to speak loud like he use to. Light aqua eyes slowly looked over to him, with their natural glare. Lee disliked being under that constant glare, it always made him want to soften those eyes. "Umm…I was just wondering..if there was anything else you needed me to do.." he said while his fingers fiddled with the hem of his dirty, grey shirt. Since Gaara didn't go back to get any of his own clothes, Lee was forced to wear Gaara's old, ripped ones.

Gaara's eyes glared back to the movie he was watching. "Come over here and kneel in front of me. I'm hungry for some better blood," He said in a bored tone. Lee's eyes widened in shock. He remembered Gaara said he was keeping him for his blood, but when Gaara hadn't bitten him for the first week, he thought maybe he was waiting until he was dead of the work he's been doing.

Lee knew it was futile to try to run, but he did it anyways. Images of the pain that overcame him that first day he was bit, he didn't want to go through that again. Before he could even make it out of the living room, he felt two strong arms. His left arm locked around his waist, capturing both his arms in the process, the other wrapped around his neck with his fingers locking into his hair to pull his head to the left. Lee winced in pain but didn't let out a groan. His hold was really tight, as was the pulling on his hair. He could feel the vampire's breath going down the right side of his exposed neck making his heart rate speed up.

"Listen..." Gaara growled. "I've resisted from biting you for almost two months now so your blood could be full and fresh again. Remember the reason I captured you." He growled into Lee's ear. Lee fought back the tears on the edges of his eyes. "Please….please let me go! It hurt too much that time…there has to be another way…" Lee begged wishing he could at least squirm in the man's arms. Gaara's fangs grazed over the crook of his neck, where his first bite was. The two holes had long ago turned into scars, but can be easily pierced by the fangs once more. Lee shuddered at the feeling of the fangs. He wasn't sure why but he liked the feeling a little. Lee was forced to wait another minute, wondering when his master was going to bite him. He cracked an eye open to see that he wasn't being held anymore. He turned around and his master was gone.

"ah-hem!" Lee heard Gaara clear his throat and turned around to see Gaara standing there with a rather large needle in his fingers and a large tube after the sharp needle. The tube was as long as his forearm and was about the same circumference as it too. Lee gulped nervously and before he could ask, Gaara spoke.

"If you fill this tube with your blood, it'll be half of what I'd normally drink out of you." Lee's mouth gaped open a little, it seemed like he'd lose so much blood, let alone two of those. "You'll probably pass out after you fill this, but even so I'll take the rest of what I need through the needle." Lee was in a little shock, from a few things actually. The main thing that shocked him was that Gaara sounded a little caring and was trying to help avoid biting him. "Now either you stick it in your arm or I will," Gaara finished thrusting the needle and tube into Lee's hands.

Lee looked at the blood sucker in his hands. He glanced back up at Gaara who was waiting impatiently for his food. Lee sighed softly and stuck the sharp needle into his arm. He didn't even have to do anything before it started to suck his blood away. He watched the tube in his hand fill with the red liquid. He felt his legs weaken, letting the rest of his body surrender to gravity. Before he could feel the hard wood floor on his face, he felt his cheek touch a cold but soft surface. Lee's blurry eyes tried to look up at the object but were unable to before he passed out.

Gaara couldn't even let out his annoyed sighed because the blood smelled too great. In instant speed, he was able to pick up Lee and the blood container and set them both on the couch. After a few more seconds the container was full. He pulled out the needle and quickly set it on the coffee table and sank his teeth into the container, drinking the blood. Gaara felt like he was in heaven, the blood was amazing as it sooth his sore throat. The second there wasn't another drop of blood in the container, he ripped it away from his teeth and re attached the needle and a new container he got as fast as he could. He watched the blood poor into it, driving him mad that the younger male wouldn't take the pain like a man to let Gaara bite his neck.

Gaara knew he'd be able to bite the boy easily, but he decided not to do it as a reward to Lee. Ever since Gaara captured him, he hasn't tried to escape, he hasn't disobeyed him and he's made Gaara's house sparkle. He has always called Gaara master, like he told him to, and he never complained like others would have done. Gaara thought maybe it was because he knew the consequences. He really had no idea why but he was glad the kid listened.

After the second container finally filled, he drank the blood immediately. Finally, Gaara was full with good, delicious blood. He threw the needle and bitten containers into the little garbage under the side table by the couch. He looked down at the unconscious boy on his couch and looked at the hole the needle left. He went to the kitchen and pulled out a band-aid to stick it over the hole. He knew the kid would be weak afterwards and would want his kind of food so he'd have to go out to the store later. He picked Lee up into his arms and walked gently upstairs to Lee's bedroom. He set him down in his bed and pulled the covers over his body.

Gaara stared at him for another minute. He didn't care about the boy but something was off, Gaara didn't feel right. He sighed and walked out of Lee's room, closing the door behind him. He walked to his own room to try to sort out the problems in his head.