Author's notes

Dreamer1084: so glad that you liked it and just wondering how it partially touched you? lol Anyway, I am looking forward to see your comment on this not cooked very nicely meat scene

Prescripto13: Yup, totally. So just wondering how you found the confession that Naruto had just made?

krito1389: Suki dayo, the literally translation is "I like you", it is more used in Japanese as apparently, they tend to use "I love you" less and that it somehow, I felt more suitable for Kakashi to reply to the confession.

Warm blood flow into Kakashi's body slowly, filling him up, taking his conscious away. He did not care what other might think; he did not even care what his aniki would say. He could wait forever, if the blond never come back to him. However, he could not wait at all now, when the blond was so close that he could wrap himself around the warm, familiar body. The blood tasted so sweet that it was sweeter than any honey that he has ever drunk. He felt that he was getting drunk, dissolving himself into the blond, and together as one.

He straddled the blond and pinned the man into his black velvet chaise longue. He wrapped his arms around the blond's neck, pulling him closer, letting the young blond getting better access to his mouth.

"Kakashi," the blond called tenderly, as they finally finished the kiss, breathing in heavily. "You know… I never felt this way before. No such strong emotion at all. It is as if I have known you for centuries."

The vampire smiled as he untied the dagger that he has fastened around his waist. He picked the blond's right hand and drew the dagger out of its shield. "Trust me?" he questioned.

He cut the blond's thumb after the latter nodded softly. The blood followed the channel that was craved on the surface of the blade and dissolved into the chamber. A blue glow shone as the response to the blood. "Blood that belongs to the lover that I am waiting for centuries," the vampire explained. "However, Naruto, I just don't want you to feel that you are any replacement. You are just who you are."

Naruto took the dagger away softly and placed it aside. "As what I have said before," he spoke, "I really don't care dattebyo. Kakashi," he pulled the vampire forward, their nose touched, "it is the same for you. You are who you are. I only want you right now, at this moment. I have been thinking, but it's meaningless. There's no way out. Truly, the only thing is that you love me at this moment, at this point." He rubbed the lips with his own, "I can say as many time as you want me to, I love you."

They kissed, and their kiss deepened. Naruto sneaked his hands up and pulled out the vampire's shirt. He stroked the vampire's slim but muscular back, exploring the cold, marble like skin.

The vampire moaned and pulled off his shirt hurriedly, buttons flied off, scattering around their bodies. He shivered as he felt the warmth of the blond's hand, contrasting the rather chill air. He wrapped himself tighter around the blond, greedily absorbing the warmth. He then began to explore the younger man's torso, which was under the shirt. He unbuttoned the shirt with his sharp nails, as he found it blocking his access to the warmth. "Naru," he murmured, gesturing the blond to untie his belt. He wanted more; blood, skin contact and kisses did not satisfy him anymore. He wanted more, completely and utterly more.

Naruto followed obediently and untied the belt unskilfully. His heart was pounding and he could feel the urge from his manhood. He heard the request from the two simple syllables and that electric pulse sent from his manhood to his brain, making him shivered. His body temperature was rising rapidly, making even bigger contrast to the vampire's cold skin.

He took off the belt and unbuttoned the trouser after a few attempts. It made him even more desperate to explore. He rushed and cupped the vampire's firm buttock cheeks. He squeezed experimentally as he heard the vampire's moan. He pulled the vampire's boxer and trouser down to the knees; while he let the vampire to unbutton his trouser, then let the vampire's cold hand to grab hold of his manhood. Both the coldness of the air and the vampire's cold hand made his manhood twitched. "Ka-kashi…" he called as he leaned forward, pulling the said vampire into another deep kiss.

As they kissed, Naruto grabbed their manhood in one hand and pumped in an up-down motion. Both moaned and the room was filled with lust. They only broke apart when Kakashi poked his fingers into the blond's mouth, asking the latter to wet the slim, pale digits.

Naruto continued to pump their manhood as he saw the vampire fingering himself with his saliva. The warmth of his hand began to fail to satisfy his urge. He was already beginning to imagine the warmth and the tightness of the vampire's body. He did not expect to accelerate their relationship to this point, but with such beauty that was straddling him, no sense of logic could pump into his brain, except the remaining control for the sake of the vampire, as he loved him and he cared for his well being. He continued to explore the vampire's body as the vampire was preparing himself, expanding his body for the man. He never felt so vividly, for the presence of the vampire's ex-lover, as he called. He could feel the hands of the dead, the spirit that he has seen in the dreams. They were there, with him all along. He did not find jealousy inside him, as they were so familiar. This was the first time that he explored the vampire in such intimate setting. Yet, somehow, he felt that it was so right, so logically as if they were him. They were him, as one together.

"Naru," Kakashi called softly as he expanded his entrance with his fingers in a scissor motion. He no longer could suppress his needs; his animal instincts were claiming his conscious. He wanted the man, right now, right at the moment. "Claim me."

Naruto did not reply but pulled the vampire into another kiss, as he let go of their manhood. He adjusted and pulled the vampire even closer, letting his manhood to sweep against the soft, velvet skin near the vampire's buttock. He held his manhood, letting the vampire to sit on top, taking his manhood into his body. He moaned involuntarily as the tip of his manhood first encountered the tightness, the warmth and the wetness of the long, soft, velvety channel. The simple presence in the channel made him forget everything in this mortal world. The only thing that mattered was the vampire that was wrapped between his arms.

Tongue entangling, a simple presence of his manhood into the vampire shook his world. This was the eternality, and they, together, joined as one.