Author's Note

Dreamer1984: well... i know... = _ =/ hard to check my typing on the phone... though it's not an excuse as I really should have get a beta! Nonetheless, see what you think about this meat juice.

Prescripto13: you will know part of the message that the wolves were trying to deliver.

As always, reviews are welcome.

Vi

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"Not exactly like this," the vampire replied the man's thought. "This is not a déjà vu, Naruto." The vampire released the arms and simply straddled the blond. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, observing the blond's reaction from above. With his chest widely exposed in the air, he added, "we are in your mind palace. Ask Jiraiya later when you have time to teach you." As the blond was still stunned, he began to unzip the training hook that the man was wearing, brushing his fingers against the tight, black tee shirt on the man's chest. "But that's not important," he murmured lowly and sexually, "Naru."

The vampire saw the flush that was slowly, but gradually covered the blond's face. But that wasn't enough for him. He leaned forward and rubbed his lips against the blond, while his hips moved in a circular movement, grinding the blond.

"Kakashi!" Naruto blunted out as he finally managed to grasp his thoughts. "I want to talk to you first." He reached his arms to hold the vampire's shoulder. Something was not right. He could sense it, yet he was not sure where has gone wrong.

The vampire pouted, as he picked up one of the hands and kissed the fingertips. He was not expecting the blond to react like this, and therefore, he brushed the remained hand softly away from his shoulder and sealed the blond with his lips. His tongue brushed against the teeth, exploring the blond's mouth, in a rather demanding manner.

Naruto was confused. His head was still screaming, and that it did not help by the fact that he was starting to lack of oxygen. He did not hate such dominant kiss. He was somehow enjoying it. Sparks were ascending from his spine up to his brain, while blood was travelling oppositely. He was still a teenager, after all. He wanted the vampire, wanted to join as one. Their tongue entangled as he battled for the dominance, feeling each other's pulse.

Naruto grasped softly as the vampire cupped his manhood, crushing his balls with his fingers. A tingling sensation spread across his body when the vampire's finger, accidentally brushed against the soft flesh of his opening. Something really was not right, he thought. But his brain was not functioning either. The smell, the presence and the touch of the vampire have liquidised his logic. He was relief to see the vampire, truthfully, as he in some way concerned that the vampire felt tired of him already. He never felt the loneliness in such manner.

His thought was interrupted as the vampire kissed the heated tip of his manhood. He inhaled deeply and grasped the bedding with his hands tightly. The sensation was enormous. The vampire sucked the tip as he pumped the lower part of his manhood with his fingers. He could not think of anything, but only controlling his urge. He was on the edge, as all his blood rushed towards the warmth. "Kakashi," he hissed as he pushed the vampire away, gently but determinedly.

Kakashi grinned seductively as he climbed up, with their face aligned again. "Just let me, Naru," he whispered lowly, and aroused, "I want you." He brushed the golden threads away from the forehead. "You won't let me wait again, will ya?"

Even though Naruto still felt there was an amiss somewhere, he could not deny his lover's request. He nodded softly in agreement. He wanted to kiss the vampire, but the vampire has already drawn apart. The vampire sat up and pierced him with his manhood. The tightness and the warmth surrounded his heated stick immediately. He could not cover but let out a moan in pleasure. His hands were pinned on the vampire's thigh as he only could let the said vampire penetrated himself, making a discontinued moan of pleasure.

The vampire somehow looked more delicious than he was, compare with the time when they were in the Sasaki Mansion. The image was so familiar that he felt that there was two Kakashi penetrating. He has seen this somewhere, in his dreams and also in his memories. He thought of the faceless ghosts that he has encountered. Nonetheless, he could not nail into details as his brain turned into a pile of goo. He could not think of anything more, except the vampire. He felt dizzy, as everything was in white, except the vampire. The vampire's dark irises were unfocused and watery, just like precious gems under the moonlight.

His hands were released as the vampire started to pump his own desperate manhood. But nothing he wanted to do, except grabbed the pale thighs tightly. He released his excretions into the vampire in a rush. His mind gone blank as his waist arched. He then dropped boneless back to the bedding, heaving a sigh in bliss.

Reminiscences, memories, words and thoughts rushed and filled his brain like the furious waves in the tempest. His headache was long gone, and replaced by the tiredness of being shoved with such large amount of memories.

Images of Kakashi flooded his brain. The sensei that he has trained under, the sensei that he has admired since he was a child…The loyal partner and trusting guidance… Fragments of memories joined and it began to make sense to him. Pieces returned to the face of the faceless ghosts. They were no one, but himself; the familiar blond hair and blue eyes, as well as the bright smiles. They were no one. His lover was not seeing though him, but himself all along.

He only returned to his mind when he felt the weight of the vampire was drawing away. "Kakashi?" he called, slightly in terrible.

The said vampire leaned forward and placed a kiss by his cheeks. He was dissolving in the air slowly.

"If you have seen the face of the poor souls, then my work here is completed." A black haired woman appeared behind the bed headboard as she spoke. She chuckled as she saw Naruto's face in shock and horror. "Relax. Your Kashi-chan has not disappeared. What you have seen was my puppet." She leaned forward, with her lips almost touching the blond's cheek.

Naruto wanted to move, but seems he was pinned by an invisible force. His eyes were wide opened, as he was still unclothed, and the woman's hair was brushing against his skin seductively.

"So young and fresh," the woman cured her hair tenderly. "Some scrolls are meant to be untouched… but only if you can remember…" She stood up and waved. The white bedding disappeared quickly, and Naruto's clothes wrapped around the man speedily. "My work here is completed," she said again, "it's time for me to collect my price from An-chan."

As the woman walked away, Naruto began to manage to control his body again. "Who are you?" he whispered.

"Lilith," she replied, "but you won't be able to remember me anyway, young man."