A/N: Hey guys. Sorry that I haven't updated this one in a while, and started a new story, but I've been depressed and this story was just a little too happy for me to write. That's why I started 'Would you Love me?' If you haven't read it yet, then it would make me a little happy to know if it's going okay. The morbid, freaky, and scary stuff will come soon. Right now, it's just normal and a little suspicious.

I do NOT OWN ANY of the Naruto characters or the story itself. Because if I did, I would have Kabuto die a long, agonizing, morbid death. I'm sorry again for taking so long and I know I said that I would have Itachi be a little possessive but the chapter became too long again so I divided it into two chapters. So double the treat I guess. Thank you for those who have faithfully reviewed and please keep them coming. They make me so happy to get one and they inspire me.

Oh and someone asked me about Sasuke's and Itachi's feeding. I know that they're kind of going the blood cycle here, Itachi feeding from Sasuke and Sasuke feeding from Itachi, but I just wanted to get the point out that a vampire's bite is similar to the feelings of sex. If it's wanted, it can be very pleasurable and when it's not and that person is killing you, very painful – like rape. But for Itachi's first case from turning vampire into human, he didn't want it and that's why it was painful, but deep down unconsciously, he did and that's why he felt pleasure later. I hope that helps.

Thank you and enjoy.

Ch. 18: What the Heck Happened?

When Sasuke woke up, he felt unusually warm.

'Ah… wh-..where?' he wonders, opening his eyes to the morning light. For a moment, he couldn't recognize his room.

Compared to Itachi's, Sasuke's Rosewood Victorian bed is nowhere near a window. It's on the opposite side of it in the corner with white bed sheets, white pillow covers, and a blue comforter. Besides him is a wooden counter with a clock that says it's already six in the morning. Not too far from his bed and counter is a Shoji sliding door that leads to his walk-in closet and only a meter or two away is the door to his bathroom. Interesting how he has a small Asian room accessory when his room is mostly European design. It almost appears that everything is clustered together. Except his light oak desk and three bookshelves which are placed right next to each other is in the corner on the opposite side of the bed on the other side of the room, directly across from his bedroom door and placed right next to the window. Like Itachi's room, Sasuke also has a white marble balcony with a big glass window door leading to it and he has the fire place in the center of the wall the desk and bookshelves are up against. His blue and white curtains are usually closed when he wakes up since he always closes it before he goes to bed. But now they're wide open for him, allowing the morning light of orange, red, and yellow to come shining in from the dawn. It most certainly brightens up his room and causes his navy blue and white walls appear purple and orange. The orange he can live without. He already has to watch over a guy who absolutely loves orange to death and tried many times to make him like it too. His mind is too foggy to recognize his room right away and he had to see all of it over a bigger but slender shoulder. Seeing that he's in his room, Sasuke closes his eyes and decides to go back to sleep and cuddling closer to the warmth engulfing his body. He can spare another few minutes before he has to fully get up and go over to wake up his brother for another day anyway.

Hold on!

Warmth engulfing his body?

A slender shoulder he had to look over to see that he's in his room?

His eyes instantly snap open and his mind immediately cleared up for him to realize that he's leaning against a firm and also warm chest and that person's strong arms are wrapped around his body; which actually means his waist and shoulders. For the love of the Kyuubi he can feel hands just resting on his lower waist and the back of his head. Quickly he looks up to see who's hold him so close and he sees none other than his older brother still sleeping soundly with his baby brother in his arms. For a moment, seeing his sleepy face causes Sasuke to instantly fluster up in a deep shade of red. But then his mind worked quick and he paled a second later.

"Get the frick off me!" he screams, instantly pushing Itachi off the bed. The long hair vampire woke up the second his head hit the floor and he's in an uncomfortable position with his legs on the bed and the other half of the body on the floor. Sasuke on the other hand is up against the wall as if his brother was the biggest bug he's ever seen.

"Ow…" the younger Uchiha hears Itachi moan. Then he greets, "Good morning to you too, otouto."

But Sasuke still screams, "What the hell is wrong with you? If you had another nightmare, go to Naruto! He'll be more than happy to cuddle up with you!" He must be really freaked out because he forgot the fact that Itachi might still want to kill Naruto despite receiving the order to protect him.

However, hearing his words causes Itachi to be a little surprised. He pulls his legs back and properly sits up and asks with his arms on the bed, "You don't remember what happened last night, do you?"

Sasuke doesn't know if he blushed madly again or he turned pale enough to match the white sheets on his bed. It was one second he felt his insides twists and the next his blood ran cold. He leaps off the bed, Itachi having to duck to miss him and he turns around to see Sasuke running to the bathroom. He just sits there and watches as Sasuke slammed the door the instant he was inside. That was the fastest Itachi has ever seen him run. There was a moment of silence before the older Uchiha could literally see the stress and angry flames leaking through the cracks of the door.

Oh no.

Then the door slams open, creating a rather loud bang against the door and Sasuke has his hand on the door frame, hunched over, panting, and at least three veins pulsing on his head with angry flames encouraging them. This is surely not good.

"What the HELL, Itachi?" he screams. "I thought we frickin mated or something!"

Why is he so loud so early in the morning?

'Well he always was an early riser at night,' Itachi says, remembering that small fact about his brother. The boy would always wake him up by jumping on his bed, bouncing on him, and/or pulling his hair just to get Itachi out of bed when they were younger. "You have clothes on and you don't have a bite mark on your neck. You're fine."

That just added a fourth vein.

Trying to sound as he calmly can with a crocked grin on his face, the corner of it twitching, Sasuke says, "Yes, well, the way you said it made me panic."

"Why? Do you want to?"

Veins gone and fire out, Sasuke jerks up into a straighter standing position and looks at his brother in gasping shock. Itachi on the other hand is just sitting there with his arms crossed in front of his chest and a raised brow. Several minutes passed before Sasuke's blush returns, and so did his screaming.

"Don't even joke about that! What's wrong with you? Are you sick in the head?"

Itachi looks to the side and accuses softly, "I'm not the one who doesn't remember what happened last night."

Hearing that, Sasuke calms down; a little bit. He first looks down at the ground to try and rummage through his memories. But he doesn't remember. His mind is a total blank to what happened. All he does remember is leaving his Jinchuriki and his so called friends in that small dining room with Itachi because the smell of food was getting to him. He thought he could handle it but the situation and the pushing of telling his vampire killing of a brother of all people of his great discoveries and the updates that happened since the guy left, it was all too much and he lost his temper. It was like a cat not getting any food and while in its anger of starving, had to be given a bath. Then he needed to think and was heading for the garden and…and….

…nothing…

Only the painful burning in his throat and the twisting of his insides. His head felt really, really hot and he couldn't see straight. Everything was a fog and he kept walking into objects, luckily no servants of any kind. He felt drenched with sweat and it felt like his head was being torn in half. His insides were twisting in many painful twists and knots and the burning in his throat soon felt like someone had really sharp, long, hard nails and was clawing at it. Then something was starting to rise, slowly but surely in his throat, and it was going to escape through his mouth. That much he knew and then he ran to the closest room and it was a closet. Entering that closet and slamming the door behind him was the last thing he remembered.

"Since you seem to know so much, why don't you tell me what happened?"

From the panicking to the angry to the embarrassed to the confused, this boy just had another mood swing to standing there casually with his arms crossed in front of his chest and looking down at Itachi as if he were the scum at the bottom of his shoe. He's willing to listen but he's looking down on his older brother like he's the superior. Technically, he is but he doesn't have to rub it in.

But Itachi doesn't answer him right away. He sits there, looking up at his little brother with a blank expression on his face, satin black eyes holding so much depth in them, and his mind wandering off to what happened the moment Sasuke's lips touched his.

Last Night…

"I was, and still am, willing to do anything for you. You have no idea how much I've missed you. I'm so… so sorry."

Itachi wanted to ask what he's apologizing for, again, but it's so hard trying to speak or even think when someone's little brother's delicate looking lips are closing in on his own. "Wait, Sasuke. What are you-"

But he couldn't finish it, again. His little brother closes the gap between them and then plants a soft but desperate kiss upon his lips.

It was at that moment that nothing made sense anymore.

Itachi's eyes darted wide open and his mind completely turned off when he felt those soft, blood covered lips pressed against his own. Something completely set off in his mind and he had no idea what the heck it was. He had no control over his body, nor did it feel like his limbs could move at all. But his senses did work and that was the good thing, otherwise he would have missed the moan Sasuke let out, the feel of his hands holding his face tighter and shifting his body to move closer to deepen the kiss, and the surprising yet satisfying taste of his little brother's mouth when the boy started to suck on his lips just once more before Sasuke's tongue darted in his mouth without any resistance. Rather it was the taste of blood that still lingered in Sasuke's hot canvas or just the taste of Sasuke himself, it didn't change the fact that Itachi's body finally reacted.

The taste… it was just too…too…

…mouth-watering and absolutely irresistible.

The younger Uchiha sounded very happy when Itachi responded to the kiss with an even deeper kiss and his tongue fighting for dominance. Itachi's hand that was supporting their weight moves and takes its proper place wrapped around the boy's slender and beautiful waist while his other hand is still lost in Sasuke's raven locks and pushes him closer for a more intense kiss. The long hair vampire could imagine that his brother would fight a little longer and harder if he didn't have a fogged up, half shut down mind. His instincts and emotional state is all that's keeping this boy awake and moving, but for now, he allows Itachi complete dominance over him and surrenders to his magnificent tongue that's sending wonderful electric shivers up and down his spine.

Itachi was attacking his brother's mouth and devouring him like a starved man consuming a meal that he hasn't had in weeks. Sasuke just tasted so good and he yearned for more. He wanted to hear more of Sasuke's pleasure-full moans every time his tongue brushed against his, feel more of the boy's body with his curious, wondering hands, and taste more of this desperate yet generous mouth responding firmly against his own. Made him wonder on what his skin would taste like.

Then it was time to breathe.

They both separated and Sasuke's gasping breathe just aroused Itachi all the more. While the boy's eyes are still closed, Itachi starts planting butterfly kisses on Sasuke's soft cheeks, his eyes, forehead, and nose until he reaches the corner of the lips that still has blood on it. The young prince moans longer, deeper, and softer as he feels his brother's tongue licking his blood off his face. Just feeling that tongue against him is beyond incredible. This time as his intestines are twisting around in his lower abdomen, it's a good twisting around.

The taste of his skin is beyond delicious. Sasuke's skin tastes a lot better than the dango Itachi had a while ago and it even tastes better than his blood. This skin that has the same shade of pale white shade as fresh milk and the sweet taste of honey. How could this boy, this boy that was always so close to him, could actually be the very thing he desired and be more than willing to just devour him completely right now. Never before has he ever felt more aroused and greedy to just take his little brother where he stands. When the blood was cleaned off Sasuke's face, Itachi was going to kiss him again; devour those now swollen lips and bring back that unexplainable feeling he just noticed he would get when Sasuke's lips were against his.

Never before has he ever felt so complete and whole.

Not even when he was with Shisui.

"N…no!"

When only Itachi's breathe barely brush against Sasuke's did the boy push him away and he keeps his hands on his older brother's shoulders to make sure he stays away.

Now he's confused.

Sasuke begged first and now he wants to stop?

Then the younger Uchiha prince shakes his head back and forth, his face facing the floor and his bangs hiding away his eyes from his older brother's view. "No…I can't…" he mumbles, his voice rather pitchy. Was he going to cry again?

Itachi lost all sense the moment he felt Sasuke's foul-mouth but soft and innocent lips against his own. He grasps one of Sasuke's hands and kisses his palm then his wrist. The boy still doesn't look at him but Itachi felt him jolt at the first kiss and then he noticed how his face heated up when he gave him the second kiss. He leans closer, holding that delicate hand with care, and he says, "There is nothing to be ashamed of, Sasuke. I'll take care of you."

Where are these words coming from? How could one kiss cause this much of an effect on him? Make him forget where they are, who they are to each other, and what happened before this moment? Why on earth, from all of his years of experiences with other vampires, and sometimes humans, would make Itachi want to surrender to his baby brother, obey his every wish, and handle him with care?

"It's not that," Sasuke mumbles back, shaking his head again. Itachi raises a brow when he heard that and then the boy's hand grips back the hand holding his. "How can I do this without forgiving myself? And how can I forgive myself so long as you can never forget? And how can you forget without knowing the truth of what happened that day?"

That day?

What does he mean by 'that day'?

But before Itachi could ask what his little brother is talking about, Sasuke just suddenly loosens his grip and collapses on his brother's shoulders. Of course this causes the older vampire to panic and look at his baby brother's face, only to see him asleep with a tear stream already rolling down his face.

Sasuke lost consciousness from the excitement and the intense feelings he received from the bite, the blood, and the kiss. It was too much for someone who practically puked about every drop of blood in his body. With some sleep and the food Itachi is willing to force down the boy's throat in the morning, he should be fine. And with that, Itachi calmed down, telling himself to breathe several times, before carrying his baby brother on his back; like he used to long ago. He figured for the sake of the boy's pride, he would carry him like that instead of carrying him bridal style.

Then the maid from before appeared and she was pushing the cart of empty dishes away. When she saw Itachi, first she blushed and then told him about a message Naruto wanted to give him. She passed on that King Madara is with him right now and is willing to watch him for the rest of the night since he knows that Sasuke would be unavailable for the night. It gave Itachi stress to know that his parents probably saw them, rather it was the bite or the making out. Either way, he knows that his parents might panic about it or they would be perfectly fine with it and say some kind of comment without any pride at all to their words. Just thinking about it made Itachi want to hide away in his room and never come out. The maid also gave Itachi the last piece of dango he didn't finish and he gladly took it. Sasuke took quite a lot of blood out of him and there is no way that he would just be fine with a lick of several blood trails. He wanted more too after he finished the dango but his baby brother comes first and he left after excusing himself from the maid.

Itachi carried Sasuke to his room, grateful that he didn't move to a different room, and placed him on the bed under the covers. When he saw the room, he was surprised that it was clean. He remembered lecturing his little brother on how much of a mess it was and now, it's just as clean as his. Rather it was the maids or Sasuke himself who cleaned it, he didn't know. He was just fascinated with the fact that it's clean. Then he was going to leave but thought better of it when he took a second look at his sleeping brother.

One thing was for sure that rather Sasuke's mind was all fogged up because he was drunk on blood or he just had a mental break down, it didn't change the fact that the kiss was real. Itachi really didn't want to leave. He wanted to hold the boy in his arms again and never let go but knowing that the boy's helpless behavior was only temporary, Itachi would get into some big drama in the morning if Sasuke wakes up with him next to him. But his desire to stay was more powerful than how trouble-some it'll be to hear Sasuke screaming at him. That and he wanted to ask Sasuke some questions not only about the kiss but also what the boy's so sorry about and what he meant by 'that day'. So he climbed into bed and held his baby brother close as the boy snuggled closer to him. He must have recognized the warmth and touch of his older brother and in a way, it made Itachi smile again. His brother will always will be, rather he'll be throwing a tantrum or just being an ass, the most adorable and innocent little vampire to have ever been born. It was holding this untainted being so close to him that made him fall asleep right away, despite how young the night was.

"Well?" Sasuke asks, starting to get a little impatient as he starts tapping his fingers to his arm.

In his mind right now, Itachi is debating on telling him about the kiss and his words of apology or not telling him. Of course if the boy freaked out so much that he almost had a panic attack about if they mated, who knows how he'll reacted if the long hair vampire told him they kissed?

But he still wanted some questions answered so…

"You were puking out blood in the closet and I found you like that. You tried to get me to leave but I stayed and gave you some of my blood since you were obviously starving. I am your servant anyway. You're supposed to take blood from me whenever you wish."

Sasuke flinched a little like a caught kid with his hand in the cookie jar. Quickly he gained back his composure and said, "But as my servant, what I do is none of your business unless I tell you it is."

"But as your older brother and being seven vampire years older than you, it is my business to know if my little brother isn't eating properly. Why are you doing that to yourself, anyway?" Itachi attacks back.

For a second, Sasuke's finger twitched when he heard that question. Itachi's eyes saw that and there became a slight change in his expression to show some surprise but then the younger Uchiha answers, "Until I free you from your servitude, you are nothing more than my servant. You are not my brother or the heir to the vampire crown so don't go acting all high and mighty to me or start that concern big brother crap. I've been just fine for the past twenty years without you and don't you dare go off lecturing to me about taking better care about myself either because the way I see it, you of all people have no right to lecture me since you didn't appear in perfect condition when you got here, a-ni-ki."

Unfortunately, he's right. Until Sasuke releases him from his wing, the long hair vampire has every privilege as a slave or a low class vampire. A weakling in the vampire race. Plus, Itachi really shouldn't talk like that since he wasn't taking care of himself either when he was with the Akatsuki. But he had his reason.

"But I never see you eat! It's almost as if you're trying to starve yourself. Trying to punish yourself for something that happened, un."

Diedara hit the mark perfectly that day. Itachi was taking his revenge against the vampires for being blood thirsty monsters and for killing his first love but he was also punishing himself because he couldn't save him in time. He just sat there with the dying human in his arms, unable to do anything about it. He wanted to die from feeling so hopeless and absolutely pathetic when he watched Shisui die.

In fact, he nearly felt exactly like that last night when Sasuke was vomiting blood and telling him to leave. If Naruto didn't temporary free him last night or he couldn't convince Sasuke to take his blood, Itachi didn't know what he would do if his little brother died from lack of blood. He lost something precious to him once. He never wants to lose someone like that again.

"You're right," Itachi finally says. "I don't have the right. But," then in super fast speed, Itachi goes from sitting on the ground Indian style to standing right in front of Sasuke. The teenager had to take a step back when he did that. Not because it surprised him that his older brother moved so fast but because the seriousness in his brother's eyes too him off guard, "that doesn't mean that I'm just going to stand by and have you refuse every blood or food offered to you. From now on, you are going to eat. Not just a few bites. You are going to eat full hearty meals or I'm just going to have to force my blood down your mouth. We can either do this the easy way or the hard way. You're choice. And if it'll make you feel better, I promise to eat more than just five bites a day."

Well that practically just killed the ice.

"Seriously, how have you survived these past twenty years?" But the boy just sighs and grumbles, "Don't answer that. You can eat if you want to but how much I eat or when I eat is none of your concern! It's way too late for you to start acting like my older brother so stop trying. Besides, I'm sure you had your reasons to quit eating. Not because you were trying to make sure you got your victims' attention, I'm sure."

'Can you leave my methods of seduction out of this?' is what Itachi thought in his mind and wanted to say. Whoring himself is certainly something he is most definitely not proud of. Why did he choose that method again besides Leader making that comment that he's pretty enough to capture the attention of anything that moves?

Pushing that question to the side for now, Itachi agrees, "You're right. I did have my reasons and maybe one day I'll tell you what they were." Then he surprises Sasuke again by saying, "But from what I'm hearing about you, all I hear is nothing but great improvements and incredible achievements. There should be no reason for you at all to starve yourself."

Hearing that must have made Sasuke snap because similar to yesterday but now the roles in reverse, Sasuke's eyes suddenly went Arctic cold. His onyx eyes become unfriendly, harsh, and they give the message of total rejection to the man standing before him. It took Itachi off guard by how powerful the feelings are in the eyes and his little brother tells him in a deep, dangerous voice, "You think you know everything, but you don't. I have my reasons and unlike you, I'm not so willing to share." After a fast recovery, Itachi was going to open his mouth to say something when Sasuke quickly interrupted with, "Before you go on with another one of your oh so brotherly lectures, I order you to go to your own room, get cleaned up and dressed in fresh clothes, and wait for me. Today you're accompanying me for the day since I apparently can't leave you alone without someone trying to get you to bite them or beating the crap out of you. Tell me you understand."

And this time, Itachi feels willing to obey. Naruto's release was only for last night and now that it's morning, the long hair vampire is back to obeying the orders of his master without any resistance against them or any will to disobey them. But he knows that he wants to. He wants that sense of freedom back so he could confront his brother again about his help but with this damn hold on him, all he can say is:

"I-I…I understand."

"Good. Now scat!"

For the love of Kyuubi, damn it!

Sasuke will win this round but Itachi will win the war against him. He comes to that declaration before turning around and heading for the bedroom door. He's going to get Sasuke to eat, even if he has to give it to him mouth to mouth. Yeah sure, the moody teenager is going to get a kick out of that since he took the waking up in bed in each other's arms so well. But it's going to get food in his stomach, or even blood in there, then Itachi's willing to try it. Strange how he feels so determined to get his brother back to health and wouldn't mind kissing him again. What this Akatsuki doll needs to do is find himself a therapist.

"Hold on," Sasuke calls, stopping him. Itachi only had the door open just a creak before his brother called him. He looks over his shoulder and Sasuke orders him, "Tell me the rest of what happened. You didn't finish."

Tell Sasuke the truth and freak him out or leave him in the dark and Itachi will be left to think about the kiss they both shared in the closet. Tell the truth or left in the dark. Truth or dark. Truth…dark…truth…dark…

"You fainted and I carried you here. Nothing else happened."

And next is chapter nineteen, 'A Love that Can Never Be'. How was this though? Good? Bad? Let me know, kay?