Bitten

Once Bitten

Naruto Uzumaki stood anxiously before the large, ornately-carved wooden door. His eyes darted back and forth as if he expected some monster to jump out from the shadows. It was amusing since many of the world's cultures would easily lump him with said monsters.



The door swung open and a tan hand latched onto the collar of his shirt and jerked him inside before he could greet his host. "Holy shit, Kiba…what the hell?"



"I don't trust Sasuke not to have some sort of alarm telling him that you are over." Kiba walked Naruto quickly towards the comfortable entertainment room filled with the latest in electronics from state-of-the-art gaming to a Blu-ray player and a quite large LCD television.



"I've been here before…with Sasuke present." Naruto blinked dumbly. "He didn't seem to have a problem with me then?"



"That was because he was here then. It's when he's not here that he becomes paranoid."



Naruto scratched his head in confusion. "Does he think I’m going to ravish you or something?"



Kiba barked out a laugh. "Hardly. The son of a bitch doesn't like it when I drink. He won't let me drink anything stronger than red wine." Kiba snatched the orange backpack from Naruto's hands and ripped open to the interior.



Naruto jerked his book bag from Kiba's hands. "Hey! Don't touch the bag. Do you realize how hard it is to find a bag in this exact color? Five department stores and eighteen websites later…that's how hard it is."



"I'll do the honors, if you please." Naruto dug through several packages of party munchies before extracting two dust covered bottles. He waved them in the air while wiggling his brows. "Party time."



"Hell, yeah!" Kiba jerked a bottle from Naruto's hand, popped the cork, and took a deep swig. "Oh, shit! That is good stuff."



"My uncle brews the shit. You know how fucking hard it is to get drunk. I think this stuff is potent enough to put a human in the hospital." Naruto plopped down on the sofa with a bag of chips and his bottle of potent liquor. "So, why doesn't Sasuke let you drink? I mean…it's not like it will kill you."



Kiba downed another swallow and sighed happily. "He doesn't like how liquor makes my blood taste."



"Really?" Naruto sat forward with interest and moved to take the bottle from Kiba. "Maybe you shouldn't drink so much…I mean, he feeds almost solely on you, right?"



"Fuck off my drink!" Kiba jerked his bottle from Naruto's reaching grasp. "You're worse than my mother…and let me tell you, that bitch is a real bitch."



Naruto blinked before bursting out with ribald laughter. "That's a pretty accurate description."



"Damn right it is."



Giving a shrug, he washed his hands of trying to talk Kiba out of drinking. "Fine, it's your funeral when Sasuke tastes that shit in your blood."



"I'd rather seek forgiveness than ask for permission," growled Kiba and made his point by gulping down a quarter of the bottle before flopping back with a loud burp.



Several swallows of homemade brew later and Naruto felt the brew beginning to take effect. His inhibitions began to slowly drift from him and he now had the courage to ask the question sitting heavily on his mind for several months. "Okay…Kiba, I've wanted to know for a while…what's it feel like to be fed on?"



Kiba rolled his eyes towards the high ceiling. He sighed heavily, a lopsided grin working across his features. "Indescribable. You would be shocked at how often he makes me come just from drinking."



Naruto's brows shot into his hairline. If not for Kiba's rapidly growing state of inebriation, he doubted his friend would have revealed that little tidbit of information. "No shit?"



"I kid you not." Kiba was drinking pretty hard, far harder than Naruto. Sasuke's forced sobriety was hitting him pretty hard. "I asked Sasuke if it was the bond."



Naruto sat forward with interest. "And?"



"He said he could make anyone come from biting…if he wanted to." Kiba's eyes went hard and he pointed a finger at Naruto. "Which he doesn't!"



Hands lifted immediately in placation. "I'm not into guys…remember."



It wasn't necessarily true…he'd just never met a guy he wanted to fuck. There was the one man he'd shared blow jobs with fifty years back, but as far as full out sex, his more mate-centric mentality made it difficult to fuck indiscriminately.



"For…Sasuke…you would be into it."



Naruto grinned ferally. "Well…it's not like Sasuke is the only bloodsucker out there."



Kiba blinked dumbly. "You could ask Itachi."



Naruto paled visibly. "I'd rather not proposition the head of the Uchiha clan. My dad gives me a lot of freedom, but I don't think even he would like to hear of me hooking up with a vampire. There is no way in hell I could keep that a secret from him for long."



"Come on…seriously…he's sexy…in a dark unsmiling sort of way." Kiba thought for a moment, having difficultly navigating through his sloshed brain. "You…should totally ask him to. I bet he could do it…if not for Sasuke…I'd probably do him."



"You're drunk."



"Fuck yeah, I'm drunk." Kiba slumped back on the sofa. "And it feels wonderful."



Naruto took a more reserved sip of his bottle, savoring the rush of almost painful warmth flowing down his esophagus and pooling in his stomach. "Yeah."



"Hey, Kiba?"



Hazy eyes slid to meet blue. "Hmm?"



"Is Sasuke gonna kill me for smuggling you booze?" While the comment sounded jokingly, Naruto was partially serious. Sasuke was a hard ass sometimes, especially when it came to Kiba.



"Prolly…damn, Naru…this is good shit." Kiba's head lolled back and his eyes rolled into his head. "Imma have…a hangover from hell…but it's worth it."



Even with a were-shifter's higher than average healing, the tan neck visible above Kiba's collar was littered with dark purple bruises. Healing bite marks. Fuck, did Sasuke use his neck for a chew toy? The sight had Naruto's cock twitching in his pants. It wasn't so much Kiba as it was just the thought of being bitten. Biting was a part of their mating nature, but added in with the feeding nature of the vampires and a very erotic thought was seeded in his mind.



"Oh shit…I'm getting hard thinking of being fed on." Kiba was passed out, so speaking it out loud didn't matter much as there was no one there to hear him.



"Is that so?"



Naruto's eyes widened comically as he turned to see Itachi Uchiha, the man he had been speaking to Kiba about not five minutes ago, standing in the archway leading into the entertainment room and looking particularly amused at that. "Uh…you didn't hear that."



"Oh?" Itachi glided forward, his eyes twinkled with life Naruto hadn't known the normally stoic man possessed. 



"Just forget it. It's a fantasy." Naruto took a quick swallow from his bottle.



Itachi moved like a shadow, his body seeming to easily glide until it stood above Naruto's seated figure. "I can make it reality. All you have to do is ask."



Itachi trailed a hand over Naruto's forearm and up to his neck. Skilled fingers stroked the flesh above the throbbing pulse. "It's quite pleasurable…teeth sinking into your flesh…blood being drawn. There is no more erotic act. It's more than simply drinking…it's survival. On some level, even an animal like you would understand that."



Naruto's eyes, having closed under the power of Itachi's voice, snapped open and electric blue orbs gazed up at the smirking face. "What the hell? What do you mean animal? Your brother is mated to a so called animal."



Itachi glanced at Kiba with a sigh. "For the sake of Sasuke."



"You're an ass." Naruto pushed Itachi's hand from his neck. His skin practically crawled in the need to be reunited with the touch.



Itachi turned quickly and took the steps two at a time before turning to glance over his shoulder. "I suggest you clear out before Sasuke returns. When he sees Kiba inebriated, he'll be quite miffed. Alcohol flavors the blood. It can be unpleasant…and I doubt that swill you smuggled in will taste pleasant."



"Tastes good to me." Actually…there wasn't really a taste. His taste buds were fried on the first swallow.



He fought the urge to shiver as he was left alone with the drunken Kiba. Damn if Kiba wasn't right. Itachi was sexy as hell.



"Dude…dude, I'm going home." Naruto shook Kiba's shoulder several times only to receive mumbled responses. "Fine…sleep on the couch. That's where you're going to be when Sasuke finds out you've been drinking."



Naruto's gaze shot towards the stairs leading to the second floor. If he asked a vampire to bite him…it definitely wouldn't be Itachi Uchiha. The seed was planted; he simply had to keep it from taking root.

 

---

 

Itachi watched silently as Naruto rushed from the house. He'd only meant to tease the were-fox…until he'd scented the mixture of lust in the blood. It was addicting and every instinct ordered him to give chase and bury his fangs in the smooth throat while sinking his cock in what was sure to be a very delicious ass. Were-shifters were quite amorous bed partners.

Raising a hand to his eyes, he hissed faintly under his breath. How long had it been since he'd taken a lover to bed? Longer than he cared to admit and now after seeing this young were practically squirming under his touch, the beast inside him had awakened with a voracious hunger. If he had not purposefully riled the were, it's likely he would have had a fucking and feeding before dawn. That one had been primed for it.



"Shit." Why did he have to be noble?



"What are you bitching about?" Sasuke glided slowly into the room. He scented the air for a moment before pausing with a frown. "Is that liquor I smell?"



Itachi's own morose thoughts faded at the look of horror mixed with annoyance. "I believe your sloshed lover is in the media room."



Sasuke snarled and lunged towards the nearby doorway. "Fuck!"



The scream considerably lightened Itachi's mood and he followed his brother into the room where Kiba was happily passed out on the sofa with a stupid grin on his face. "I would imagine his blood is going to taste particularly vile for quite a few days."



"Fuck you!" Sasuke paced before the sofa. "Why, Kiba? You fucking know I feed off of you."



Itachi chuckled mildly. "He's not like us, Sasuke. He doesn't understand living off of live prey. Perhaps you should consider feeding elsewhere so to keep from denying him something he wants."



Sasuke's already pale skin tone dropped several shades of color. "No."



"Sasuke?" Kiba looked up at Sasuke through hazy, bloodshot eyes. "I'm sowwy."



"God." Sasuke scooped up Kiba in his arms as if he was a child. "We're going to have a serious talk when you are sober."



"Have fun with your pet, Sasuke."



Itachi didn't wait for the scathing reply. He moved with preternatural speed towards his suite of rooms, sealing the door firmly behind him. His privacy was quite important to him.



He wearily settled before the fire crackling gently behind the cast iron grate. "Little fox…what brought on this interest?"



It had been too long since he'd felt such an interest in anyone, male or female. Few knew how truly old he was. Sasuke was a surprising accident born long after Itachi's majority. His father had ruled the Uchiha family for nearly two thousand years before he was deposed and the mantle of leadership foisted on Itachi.



Perhaps it was time he took a consort. The were-fox was out of the question, regardless of the intense interest he provoked. Laws recently put into motion were far too new to risk pursuing such a high profile person. Minato Namikaze's son was definitely off limits. The head of the Namikaze-Uzumaki family had his limits as far as what he would allow. Itachi very much doubted those limits would allow for a cross-species relationship.



"Pity," he murmured, bringing his fingers to his nose and breathing in the faint traces of scent still gracing them. "I would have liked to see how far that rabbit hole went."

 

---

 

Naruto sat nervously next to Kiba. The club was a place any being of supernatural origin could frequent without thought to the humans living all around them. Special weres were employed to scent out any humans attempting to gain entrance. It was a new establishment put into affect with the new laws to allow were-shifters and vampires to socialize outside of the centennial meetings.



While the elders were still uncertain about the benefits of such socialization, none could truly deny the chance for a more solid peace between the two species. Regardless of the new allowances, both vampires and weres were kept on tight leashes for the time being.



"What's with your scent?" shouted Kiba over the pulse of music.



"I'm just nervous." Naruto glanced around. If he wanted to experience a bite, he needed to do it here where there was at least a small degree of anonymity.



Kiba sent Naruto a confused glance. "About what?"



"Socializing with vamps." Kiba didn't recall their drink induced conversation and Naruto wanted to keep it that way for the time being. The last thing he needed was his friend trying to talk him out of it or worse…setting him up.



Kiba looked as if he didn't fully believe the story. "Just don't look into their eyes."



He swallowed the lump in his throat. "Why?"



"Don't know…just something I heard in the movies."



Naruto lifted a hand and slapped it across the back of Kiba's head. "What the hell? The movies?"



"Just go dance." Kiba glanced at the glass of wine at his elbow with a much suffering look. "I'll just sit here and drink my…wine."



A grin worked across Naruto's face. "That's what you get for using me to get around Sasuke's Kiba is a now a lightweight rule."



Kiba snarled but didn't deny the comment. That only made Naruto grin even wider until he felt eyes boring into the back of his skull. It was Itachi…he was certain.



He turned his gaze to the direction of the gaze, only to see a statuesque woman. Disappointment rushed through him with the sharpness of a newly forged blade. Apparently all vampires had the ability to stare into one's skull with a nearly physical touch. That was good to know. At least now he knew it wasn't just Itachi Uchiha who had that ability.



Not one to deny an obvious invitation, Naruto plastered a grin on his face and moved to where the woman stood. Her eyes were those of a vampire…dark, still pools of midnight. Any vampire would do…right?



"Would you like to go somewhere else, were-fox?" Her dagger-like nails scratched teasingly over the skin revealed by his tank top. It was all he could do not to cringe at the touch. It was a similar stroke to the one given by Itachi several weeks prior, but in no way did it bring forth the same warm rush of pleasure and lust. He would just close his eyes and imagine Itachi was biting him.



"Do you bite?" he asked. If he wanted a simple fuck, he could ask one of his own kind. This was different and very much illicit. He wanted to be bitten. He wanted to know what it felt like to give sustenance to another.



Her lips twitched and parted to reveal pearly white fangs, partially distended. "What do you think?"



"Let's go." Naruto would just close his eyes and it would be enough. He'd been beating off to the memory of the stroking touch of Itachi's fingers since that night. Imagining Itachi's fangs would be simple.



He hoped.

 

---

 

"I told you it would make money." Sasuke strode with Itachi towards the booming club. "It's already made double what we put into it."



Itachi hummed under his breath, wincing at the pulsing music in his sensitive ears. "I don't understand why the music needs to be so loud."



"You're old fashioned, Itachi. The younger generations like their music loud and their dances sweaty." Sasuke crossed his arms and scanned the interior. "There's Kiba."



Instinctively, Itachi searched the vicinity of Kiba for Naruto. Despite the thick smell of musk and sweat, he caught the faintest waft of Naruto's scent. It had him instantly on edge with excitement. His fangs descended without his knowledge, aching desperately for a taste of what was denied him before.



Sasuke smirked at Kiba's glass of simple red wine. "Good, boy."



"The only thing he lacks now is a collar and a leash." Itachi's lips twisted upward in a smirk. "At least he is house broken."



"I am not a pet, damn it!"



Itachi ruffled the mussed brown hair. "Keep telling yourself that."



"Where is you blond sidekick?" asked Sasuke as he settled on Kiba's lap with a small purr. "He's usually never far."



"I saw him head towards the back with some vampire woman." Kiba nodded towards the hallways leading towards the restrooms and storage areas. "He's been hopelessly fascinated by vampires lately."



Itachi went stiff, his fathomless eyes darting quickly towards the back hallway. Without saying another word, he locked onto Naruto's scent and flickered from view. His only thought was finding Naruto and prying from him whatever creature he might find trying to take what belonged to him.



His nails lengthened, becoming claws as he shattered the door to find a female vampire lowering in for the bite. It had been centuries since the urge to kill had overtaken him…and never for one of his own. Red flared in his eyes, eclipsing the natural black and his claws ripped at the female's shoulder as he tossed her from Naruto's body.



She hissed, her face transforming into something nightmarish with bared fangs and claws. Itachi returned the hiss. "You would do well to remember who you are looking upon before you even consider following through with that attack."



Some semblance of intelligence returned to her gaze before she paled visibly and dropped to a knee. "Forgive me, my lord. I did not know he belonged to you."



Itachi's knuckles cracked and the desperate urge to rend her body asunder worked through his bloodstream. She may have acted innocently, but Naruto was still his. "Get out."



Naruto, under a light thrall blinked several times before scowling at Itachi. "Damn it! Why did you send her away? We were almost to the good part."



The bloodlust still ran thick in Itachi's veins, making it impossible for him to calm his eyes or his thunderous expression. He looked a fright with fully extended claws and fangs as well as eyes the color of fresh blood. Instead of placating Naruto, he charged him. It was simple to pin him to the nearby wall.



"What the hell?" Naruto struggled but was no match for an ancient being, ten times older and immensely more powerful. "Let me go."



Claws scrapped along Naruto's throat while Itachi breathed in his scent at the source. "No."



Naruto's struggles resumed in earnest, forcing Itachi to growl low in his throat. "You wanted to know what biting feels like?"



Itachi couldn’t resist swiping his tongue along the length of Naruto's throat, tasting the salty flavor of sweat. "Allow me to give you the experience."



He wasn't in his right mind. If the blood lust wasn’t so strong, he could have resisted its call. Instead, he was reacting as a mate would to another venturing onto what belonged to him. Marking this pristine neck was all he could focus on, and doing so drove him even higher into the thick of the blood lust.



"Itachi…you've got to let me go…" Naruto gasped at the slightly nipping bite the words caused. "Oh…shit—"



As the body in his grasp went limp, Itachi loosened his grip around the flushed neck. He could hear the blood pumping in quick rushes. Each thrum of the pounding heart only served to incite even darker pleasures from him. His teeth ached with such a force, he was sure he'd never experienced it in the scores of centuries he'd lived.



But, he wouldn't bite and savage this neck. He would savor the pleasure of the feast before him. The flesh was his. The blood was his. Naruto was…his.



Scraping his fangs along the thrumming vein, he felt rather than heard the moan from Naruto's lips. It rolled through his body, sending him even further from sanity. The faintest taste of blood ghosted over his tongue, making him use his fangs to pinch the flesh to bring more to just beneath the surface of tan skin.



"Oh God…oh shit…" Naruto was gyrating so wildly against him that Itachi was forced to lower a hand to stop the hips from moving. The action caused a low needful moan to rip from the body pressed against him.



Another whining cry escaping panting lips brought forth more need than Itachi thought he possessed. He could no more deny himself the taste of blood than he could willingly walk into the sun. He needed this. 



Fangs gleamed in the dim light before sinking deep in a quick strike. Naruto gave a loud shout and the thicker scent of musk filled the air. Had Itachi been in his right mind, he would have chuckled at how easily his fox came.



But Itachi was too distracted to even think of anything but the warm rich blood pouring into him. It was thick with the flavor of the wild along with the strength of the were. The taste was addicting and he wanted to keep devouring it.



Each pull of his lips caused Naruto to release a little cry. Where once hands pushed against him, now they scratched and gripped to pull him closer. He could feel the animal in Naruto coming forth to the surface along with the faint burst of soft fur along tan arms. Was the animal enjoying it as much as the man was?



Pulling back with a pant, Itachi looked down at the body beneath him. Human appearing ears had lengthened to slight points and small fangs poked out over a bitten lower lip. Tufts of fur seemed to sprout out at random and small black claws gripped at his arms. Half turned, Naruto was stunning.



Itachi pressed forward so their bodies touched from chest to groin. His lips brushed the long ears; the action causing Naruto to give a small excited yip. "Would you like more, little fox?"



"Yes." The words were slurred through his teeth, but the desperation in them was the only validation Itachi needed.



Clawed hands fisted in short blond locks, forcing Naruto to arch his neck. The marks from the previous bite had healed enough to stop the bleeding, but still remained as evidence of his mark. A low rumbling sound escaped his chest before he struck again.



This time Naruto screamed and wrapped his long legs around Itachi's hips. The bite was several inches lower than the first and much more violent. There was an almost tearing of flesh as he feasted deeply. He needed more.



More blood. 



More of Naruto.



One hand held Naruto's head back while the other fastened on his hips. Claws dug in violently to flesh while teeth buried themselves again and again into warm flesh. He was savaging Naruto's body and all he could think of was marking him in every possible way. His scent needed to be on him and in him.



Itachi ground hard against Naruto, forcing a small scream of pleasure from his throat. He was hard again. Itachi could feel the need thrumming through his partner just as potently as he could his own. The room was becoming saturated in the scent of blood and sex.



"Ah…fuck…Itachi—"



Itachi snarled around the flesh in his mouth. His name on Naruto's lips was like an aphrodisiac. He wanted more of it. His pants were becoming uncomfortably tight and he pressed closer to the hardness jutting from Naruto's loins in an attempt to ease the sensual pain growing inside him.



"Mine," he snarled. He was going to mark every inch of his body. There would be no denying who his blond fox belonged to after he was finished.



He withdrew only for a moment before sinking forward once more, his teeth slowly piercing a previously unmarked bit of flesh. It was enough for Naruto, his body arching and his now hoarse voice crying out as his pleasure engulfed him. Even thicker musk filled the room and Itachi's senses.



"Oh God!"



Itachi's eyes snapped open and he turned his gaze to where Sasuke and Kiba stood in what remained of the door. His mind was still clouded by the lust and he snarled viciously in warning. If they dared approach what was his, he would attack.



"Itachi…wake up!" Sasuke snatched Kiba back before he could approach. "This isn't you."



Itachi's eyes shimmered before fading to the familiar dark pools. Reason worked through his mind and he stepped back from Naruto as if burned.



Naruto's body didn't have the strength to remain aloft and slid limply down the wall. He panted raggedly and released only the faintest of moans. He looked used up and satiated in the same breath.



Kiba broke free of Sasuke and lunged for Naruto. "What the fuck did you do?"



Itachi stumbled away, a hand rising to his brow. Blood covered his mouth and chin while soaking into his shirt. He looked as if he'd killed someone.



"Shit." Sasuke came forward to brace Itachi. "Have you been feeding at all?"



Still dazed, Itachi collapsed against Sasuke. He felt the rush of strength in his body and the equally powerful crash caused by the blood lust. Never in his existence had he felt such remorse and elation.



"How is Naruto?" he whispered.



Sasuke leaned Itachi against the wall before moving away to where Kiba knelt in a panic. "He fucking drained him."



Sasuke placed a hand on Naruto's chest. The heart raced faster than normal, but not dangerously so. His body was already beginning to close the wounds created by the violent feeding. "He's not drained. It's very hard to drain a were."



"Look at him." Kiba motioned frantically towards Naruto's lethargic frame. "This is not Naruto!"



Sasuke wrinkled his nose at the assault of sex. "This is exactly what you look like after a powerful fucking and feeding."



Kiba paled, his panic fading enough for him to scent the sex in the air over the overpowering odor of blood. "Oh god—"



"Itachi is no mindset to think so we need to do damage control." Sasuke glance to where Itachi was collapsed on the floor across the length of the room. "Damn, Naruto must have some powerful blood for it to knock the shit out of Itachi."



"What are you talking about?" asked Kiba as he threw his jacket around Naruto's shoulders.



Sasuke ran a finger through the drying blood on Naruto's neck and brought it to his lips. Itachi managed a small warning growl before collapsing once more. "Fuck me…if I wasn't mated to you…I'd probably rape Naruto."



Kiba snarled at Sasuke in warning. "What's so special about his blood?"



"Were blood is different from human blood. They both contain life-force, but were blood has something even more. The power of the were is infused in the blood. It's the same with vampire blood, though we can't exist indefinitely on the blood of our own kind. We would need to supplement it with were or human blood. Naruto's blood is highly potent. Itachi is a lot older than he seems. That makes him more resistant to the pull of blood…but with how much of Naruto's he just consumed…he's going to have one hell of a hang over come morning." Sasuke gritted his teeth and moved away from Naruto. "We need to get them both home and cleaned up."



"I can't take him home like this. His dad will go ape shit." Kiba glanced at Sasuke. "Do you want to start a were-vampire war?"



Sasuke shrugged and lifted Itachi over his shoulder. "Then bring him home with us. Either way, we need to clean them both up before we're discovered."



Kiba nodded and tugged the limp Naruto onto his back. "God…I can smell his spunk…and feel it. Let's hurry up and take them home before I throw up."

 

---

 

Naruto woke feeling as if he'd been run over by a train. He groaned and moved slowly into a sitting position. The ache in his neck throbbed in time with his heart. The memories rushed back in a wild tangent of excitement, pain, and mind blowing pleasure.



"Oh shit."



"Oh shit is right, you moron." Kiba walked into the room and slapped Naruto across his head. "What did you do to set Itachi off like that? If anyone finds out the shape you were in, it's likely he'll be put to death. Do you realize what that will do to Sasuke, not to mention relations with our two species?"



Naruto looked up at Kiba with as pleading eyes as he could muster. "I don't know what happened. One minute this hot blood sucking chick was about to bite me, and the next Itachi was throwing her across the room. I didn't even have time to think before he was biting me and I was coming so fucking hard, I nearly passed out."



"Jeez, dude." Kiba sat down on the bed. "Those are the best orgasms."



"Where's Itachi. I have to talk to him."



Kiba snatched Naruto's shirt and jerked him back to the bed. "He's been out of it for as long as you. Apparently you have some designer blood or some shit. You overloaded him. He deserved it though. He nearly drained you. When we came in, he looked like a monster."



"All the more reason to talk with him. Damn it, Kiba." Naruto ran a hand through his hair. "I think I mated to him."



"No, you didn't." Kiba shoved Naruto's shoulder. "Last night was no where near a full moon and you have to more than let someone nibble on your neck to make a mate bond."



Naruto shook his head. "Then why do I feel like this?"



"Because short of having a cock up your ass, you got fucked into complete docility while having your blood drawn. It's like a freaking drug and it fucks with your mind for a while." Kiba crossed his arms. "Now come into the kitchen and I'll fix you some food. You've got to be hungry."



Naruto's stomach growled loudly and he grinned sheepishly. "Yeah."



The two walked into the dark kitchen. "It's still dark."



"You've been asleep for nearly twenty-four hours." Kiba set about piling sandwiches high with meat and cheese before placing one before Naruto. "Eat."



Naruto devoured the food like a starving man. He was just finishing his bottle of soda when Itachi walked into the room. "Itachi!"



Kiba growled under his breath. "Go away."



Itachi's hair looked particularly shiny and his skin held a healthy glow unlike anything either had seen. He looked as if he could kick ass and still come away untouched. The natural vampire pallor was muted to such a degree that his skin possessed a nearly dusky tone.



"Could you leave us, for a moment, Kiba?"



Kiba glanced at Naruto, who nodded. "I'll be in the other room."



Itachi settled in the chair Kiba vacated and stared forward at Naruto. The gaze caused Naruto to shift nervously. "You look healthy."



"Do you realize how old I am?" asked Itachi faintly.



Naruto swallowed slowly. "Couple hundred years?"



"I'm nearly two thousand years old. My father was just named lord of the Uchiha clan when I was born. In all those years, I always possessed the hunger. Vampires are born with a high tolerance for pain because of the hunger. If we don't feed daily, it grows in intensity but even after feeding, it is always there like a niggling thought inside our brains--urging us to feed. I don't feel it any more."



"So, you're not a vampire anymore?" asked Naruto out of curiosity.



Itachi chuckled in mirth. "Don't worry, little fox. I am still a vampire and the hunger will return eventually. What I want to say is that I apologize for what happened. I am sorry."



"I'm not."



Itachi started, his brows shooting into his hairline. "Pardon?"



"You gave me exactly what I want…hell, you probably couldn't have made me feel any better if you'd fucked me." Naruto flushed brightly under his tan. "I kind of…well, Kiba said the feeling was like a drug, and uhh…I'd like to do it again."



Itachi folded his hands on the table and leaned forward with a smirk. "What do I get out of this deal? The law is still very gray where interspecies relationships are concerned. Your father is quite a powerful man amongst the weres."



"You get my ass…what more do you want?" Naruto looked confused at the question. "…and my blood."



Itachi's eyes seemed to darken a shade. "And if I want more?"



"What more do I have?" Naruto was definitely confused at this point.



Itachi smirked and extended a hand to stroke over the flesh of Naruto's chest directly over his heart. "I think you have more to give than you think."



"If you say so." Naruto bemoaned the loss of Itachi's hand. "So…when do we start?"



Itachi stood in a fluid motion and latched a strong hand to Naruto's wrist. "Now."



Naruto grinned widely at Kiba and shot his surprised friend a thumbs up as they stalked past. This was definitely going to be worth it. Laws be damned, if he could have Itachi, he would tell all the lawmakers to go fuck themselves.



Kiba stood dumbfounded as Sasuke approached. "Where are they going?"



"I'm out of here. I still can't get the smell of Naruto's spunk out of my nose. I sure as hell don't want to smell it freshly again." Kiba turned on his heel, only to have Sasuke pull him back against his chest. "Oh…I think I can take your mind off your friend's cum."



Kiba gave a small whine before allowing Sasuke to pull him up to their room. When Sasuke promised something, he always came through and Naruto's emissions were quickly forgotten.

AN: There are two more parts to this that I'm going to be posting one after the other, I'm just doing little read throughs as I post them.

If you want to read Kiba and Sasuke's story, here is the link to Denied Fate: http://naruto.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600105224