Take Me...

Take Me...
Chapter One

Naruto was going to die.

He just knew it. There was no getting around it. The blond couldn’t cheat death, not this time.

Naruto chewed on his lip. A nervous habit that made the strange, whisker like birthmarks on his cheeks twitch. A lot of people had told him that the motion was “cute,” but he doubted being cute was going to save him. And he sure as hell didn’t think he could talk his way out of this either.

Actually, with his track record, he was surprised that his talking hadn’t landed him six feet under before now. But this was it, this was his end, and he was going to be killed. He wouldn’t die of old age or sickness. He wasn’t going to be taken out by a prank gone wrong. Hell, he wasn’t even going to die because of his big mouth!

No, he was about to be murdered. He was looking Death in it’s gorgeous face and, though he knew not the reason, he knew for certain that he was not long for this world.

Those red eyes, so hypnotic and framed by long black lashes, were not of this world. They could not belong to anyone other than the Angel of Death himself…

‘Or a God.’

Yes, the male before him was just too perfect. And Naruto knew for certain that Death was all man. His presence alone could tell a person that, and he certainly had presence! But if the man’s aura wasn’t enough to give it away, the raven haired beauty before him had his shirt unbuttoned to the waist and Naruto couldn’t help but let his baby blue’s wander.

The shimmering, silver material caressed the soft, flawless pale skin that was revealed to him and the blond found himself a bit jealous of the ethereal looking material. The shirt even had the pleasure of being touched by the ebony strands of silken hair that cascaded, unbound, down the man’s back and across his shoulders.

And those lips? God, those lips were positively sinful. No one should be graced with such gorgeously tempting lips. Not even a God.

ESPECIALLY not a God of Death.

Damn it! That was just too unfair! It was bad enough that he was deadly, but why did the man have to be so beautiful? It just wasn’t fair! No one stood a chance!

‘Life isn’t fair.’ Naruto reminded himself with a sigh, he’d seen proof of that first hand after all, but the man’s lips caught his attention once more and steered his mind away from -darker- thoughts.

Damn those lips were perfect, just like the rest of the dark haired God. Pale rose that had a natural shine to them that served to tempt a person even more.

Hell, even the fangs that were peeking out over them did nothing to take away from the beauty of those petal soft puckers. In fact, those deadly teeth probably only added to their appeal. As if the sharp points guarded the perfection.

Soft, beautiful, desirable but, alas, untouchable.

Naruto sighed, his gaze completely fixated on Death’s mouth. Oh, how he wanted to taste them. To indulge, just this once. To just once in his life actually go for it, to not let anything stand in his way.

But he was afraid that…

‘Hell, I’m going to die anyway, what is there to be afraid of? Just once in my life… if only one time… I should live!’ Naruto thought as his body took over, his baser instincts overriding his fear.

Before the blond truly realized what, exactly, he was doing he had plunged his hands into the silken mass of ebony and pulled Death close, his lips crushed against the other man’s in a desperate kiss.

‘Just once… let me feel alive.’ A silent prayer he sent up to the heavens; his only wish.

~*~*~*~

Red eyes widened in shock. This wasn’t supposed to happen! This had never happened before. No human had ever dared to touch him intimately, let alone have the gall to kiss him. As if the human were dying of thirst and he was the oasis. Like the blond was begging for an ounce of affection, and he was a lover in the dead of night. This… it… Things like this just didn’t happen!

Yet here he was, his lips pressed firmly against the blond human’s, and he couldn’t help but become puzzled by the action. Hell, the kid didn’t even know how to kiss, or so it seemed. The golden haired man had tried nothing more than pressing his lips against Itachi’s, and that was the end of it. If the kid was going to try something like this, to risk it, the least he could do was go for it…

Or was he going for it? Was this all the young man knew? The male was into his late teens, probably early twenties, the blond should know this sort of thing by now! Most humans his age had bedded plenty of partners, and most were even married.

Was the blond so pathetic in bed? Was that the reason he couldn’t kiss? Or was it because the golden boy truly hadn’t been touched? Had no one taken the blond to bed?

The thought intrigued Itachi and the vampire smirked against the blond’s lips.

‘Only one way to find out, I suppose.’ Hell, the rest of his day hadn’t been going as planned, so he might as well make what was left of it enjoyable. ‘Dinner AND entertainment. Who knew?’ He wondered as he brought his arms up and wrapped then around the blond’s back.

It wouldn’t do to let his “playmate” have a change of heart and run away, now would it? After all the hell he’d had to put up with this night alone, it was about time for something good to happen. Cosmic justice and all that shit, right? He would just lose himself in this young man’s body and try and forget everything, if only for a little while.

‘Besides, I think I can show the kid a thing or two.’ And Itachi knew just what he wanted to teach the other man first too.

He cupped the back of the blond’s head and felt the man tense momentarily before he relaxed once more, as if the younger male was resigning himself to his fate or something. That struck the raven haired vampire as sort of strange, most humans would at least try to fight or something.

‘Perhaps he had resigned himself even before he thought to lay a hand upon me?’ Well, that seemed even stranger, but more and more… he was beginning to suspect that he was right in assuming the boy was untouched.

After all, he’d heard stories of females begging to be taken before they were killed. It seemed that there were many humans out there that didn’t want to die a virgin, didn’t want to die never knowing the pleasure another could bring them.

But that was females. He’d never heard of a male doing so. Then again, the blond hadn’t spoken a word to Itachi. All in all, Itachi was merely assuming that’s what the golden male wanted based on his body language.

‘Though to hear him speak, to ask me to take him, to beg for my cock…’ Just the thought of it had him instantly hard. He hadn’t heard the blond’s voice yet, save for a sigh here and there, but… ‘Oh, I must hear him before this night is out.’ And he would make sure the boy was screaming… in pleasure, of course.

Oh the possibilities. All the things that he could teach the blond...

But that could come later. He needed to take it one step at a time. First, he needed to teach his golden beauty how to use his mouth.

The thoughts and images that ran through his head of all the WAYS he could teach the man how to use his mouth made Itachi moan against the blond's lips. Oh but there were so many things he could teach him and...

Damn. One night wouldn't be nearly enough time. With all the knowledge and experience Itachi had gained over his lifetime... Well, hell, it would take years to teach the boy. Centuries even. There was no way that he could teach the boy much of anything before the night was out.

But he didn't have to leave the boy behind, did he? Sure, he'd only ended up here by chance and had decided to get a bite while he was at it. After all, there had been a tasty little thing in bed just ripe for the taking.

But how was he supposed to know that his little snack was so tempting? That the blond would make him think of other "thirsts" he'd like to sate...

'I could take him with me.' The thought did hold a great deal of appeal to the raven haired male.

If he took the blond home with him, he'd have plenty of time to train the kid properly in the ways of pleasure. Yes, in fact, he could have a pretty little sex slave in no time! Oh, to transform a virgin into his own personal boy toy would be...

Hmmm... Perhaps he could have a taste before he took the kid home? Maybe pop his cherry before he...

The blond pulled away from the brush of lips the boy probably called a kiss and blushed, panting slightly. Itachi could smell the boy's arousal, he could feel it, but he could also sense a great deal of embarrassment from the blond; which only reinforced his belief that the boy was a virgin.

‘What a treat.’ It wasn’t everyday that one found a human so cute and innocent.

A boy the blond’s age, untouched, was a rare thing indeed. Granted, Itachi wouldn’t know for certain that the blond was completely innocent until he tasted him, but… he was willing to bet that the blue eyed beauty had never been taken. Or taken anyone to bed, for that matter.

‘I wonder if he even knows his… preference yet.’ Not that it really mattered. Itachi had every intention of taking the blond home, so even if the boy liked females… ‘He should have acted before now.’ Itachi smirked, showing a little more fang. ‘I’ll not mourn his loss; rather, I’ll celebrate my gain. Oh yes. I’ll enjoy him thoroughly.’ The raven haired male thought as he loosened his grip on the blond.

Again the blond surprised him. Whereas Itachi thought there was no fight in the golden boy the blond suddenly scooted back across the bed the instant he was released, until he was flush against the headboard. In fact, it looked as if the blond was trying to become one with the headpiece. It kind of reminded Itachi of someone who was so embarrassed they just wanted to fade into the background; so embarrassed they wanted to hide, or die, as the case may sometimes be.

'Interesting...' Itachi thought with a smexy little smirk as he crawled towards his prey.

No, what he was doing couldn’t be considered crawling. Even on his hands and knees he was too regal, too poised, too… deadly. No, what he was doing could only be considered stalking. And it appeared that he had his sight set on a very frightened blond.

~*~*~*~

It took a moment for the blond to come back to reality, but when the real world came back, it came back with a crashing force that knocked Naruto on his ass.

Figuratively, of course. But still, the truth was...

Naruto's eyes widened and he back pedaled, quickly, before he practically plastered himself against his headboard. He tried to melt into it, to hide, but it just didn't seem to want to work for him.

No, he wasn't attempting to get away from Death. He'd be happy to let Death take him right about now, in more ways than one much to the blond's dismay, but that's not what he wanted to escape from. No, he wanted to get away from the embarrassment of his actions and the shame that came with it.

He'd just kissed the heavenly being in front of him for heaven's sake! The very MALE God of Death before him, to be more precise. There had to be so many rules he'd just broken.

First of all, males don't kiss males! It was seriously against the rules! Why? He wasn't sure, but it just was. It didn't matter what Naruto desired, what his body craved, or what his instincts told him was right.

Guys couldn't be with guys.

He'd had that lesson beat into him at an early age and the blond didn't care to relive the experience a second time around... and he seriously didn't want the same punishment to be dealt out by the God of Death, even if the guy had every right to take his vengeance out of Naruto's hide.

And besides all that, except for kissing there was no way for guys to be intimate.

'Or at least that's what I've been told. What if they're wrong?' A dangerous thought indeed, but that didn't mean he couldn't get a second opinion right?

But Naruto had been down this road before and it hadn't been pretty. He'd learned quickly to never let his -deviant- desires be known. To never show interest or affection towards a male, lest he severely want to be hurt.

Not like he’d spoken to anyone else about such things, the one time was more than enough. And it wasn’t like he’d ever reveal his desires to anyone else after that…

Naruto looked at the red eyed man who was sauntering over to him. No, he wasn’t sauntering. The man was stalking! And he looked ready to pounce!

‘Doesn’t look like I’ll be letting anyone know ANYTHING ever again.’ Naruto thought with a resigned sigh. ‘This is probably for the best.’ He added.

The raven haired God of Death would take his vengeance and Naruto would no longer have to worry about being a deviant creature and defiling himself, and others, like everyone claimed he would.

Naruto closed his eyes, the peaceful calm settling over him for the first time in his life, and he waited for Death’s embrace.

~*~*~*~

TBC