The Lineage

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.


The Lineage
By 11


Chapter 16
Lair of Beasts: Hunt

Chilled, viscous, too free-flowing and soft to be blood. Water immersing me, lifting dirt and scum from my skin. Bearing down close to my flesh, numbing and soothing at once.

That’s the power of water. I can honestly say I’m glad to have a bath. The inner chamber house areas have awesome amenities! I mean Jiraiya’s manor was good but this place is much more spacious, and pretty and – it’s like a huge ant-farm in a way.

The water is cool on my skin – but everything’s cold around here. Chances are very high that I am cold as well.

Can’t sleep.

Of course not – could you? I mean after that-!!

I know about darkeyes, it’s all his fault. I can’t sleep either really.

Then don’t bug me.

You want me to just let you stew?

Yes.

Okay. But you should still try to calm down.

Why?

It’s beginning to show again.

I hiss slightly as I become aware of myself again and realize how much my body aches for contact. My shaft is already half-hard again. It’s why I couldn’t sleep – couldn’t do anything!!

FUCK DARKEYES!!

If I could, I would have, really.

I know. He pussied out – not your fault. So why aren’t you screwing that girl with the legs then?!

You know why.

… She is attractive.

You KNOW why.

I think we could abandon our image of masculinity to get a good fuck for once.

You are insufferable.

And ‘you’ - brat - are insufferable.

I can’t blame him for complaining. Just yesterday we were so close. My parasite wasn’t even talking for once – content to thrum in my veins, and we moved together and he was almost naked. I don’t think he could focus for a while…

He keeps sending mixed signals! How am I supposed to figure this out?! He’s worse than a girl I swear he is! The water shifts around me and I try to relax into it. It’s too bad that the water can’t wash away desire too.

With some hesitation I drop my hand into the water, touching base near my thigh. I shift, and frown – I always felt like loser when I did this. It feels like it’s been so long. I don’t think I’ve gotten off in forever. I can’t even remember-! Seriously, when did I last? Tch. Probably didn’t.

My parasite curls itself around like a knot winding around my ribcage. My blood pulses quietly beneath the skin.

Yesterday and I can feel his pale skin, pink beneath my hands. His soft keening whine, dark abyss-eyes that revealed a dual-layer of darkness I can only see then. I remember his tongue, my first memory – his harsh lips crushed to mine.

The metallic sweet taste of his blood trickles down my throat, my tongue twined in his. Stabbing and wringing out as much crimson flavor as the tiny muscle will yield to me. His soft groan, and my hand fists in thick feather-black tresses.

His scream when my teeth ripped into his shoulder. Drinking him in. My leg pressed hard against his loins. The smells of different bloods and sewage drowned by his sweat and musk. The sound of dripping water and echoing stillness drowned in my ear by his cries.

Louder, harder, and I move harshly against him, so he screams again a helpless sound of pleasure as his body writhes trapped between me and the concrete slab. Alabaster skin painted in pinks and reds and abused by mouth and tongue and tortuous fingers caressing hands.

Head thrown back, raven strands stuck to his face and neck, sweat coating the shell of his neck, and chest just waiting for my tongue to descend. My tongue to draw his moans and gasps and trills.

Blood coats his arms, and stains his naked legs, the pale of his inner thigh, and it’s no longer a memory. My shaft aches and creamy film begins to stain the water.

My hands digging into his hips and he arches his body toward mine. Cries out and thrashes as I grind our bare needs together. I hold his arms to keep his nails from tearing up my shoulders. I move again and again, and he keens and writhes against me.

Mouth to neck and he stills, rocking his hips gently to mine, whining in the back of his throat as my teeth pierce his skin. He shivers at the break and his head falls to the side his hips rocking harder as I thrust to meet him.

He mewls and presses against me his legs trapping mine to minimize distance. His body rolls against mine in a series of faster coming waves his breath hot on my neck where it drops and he nuzzles furiously, as I lick his neck and close the wound I made.

He’s getting closer, he’s biting his lip hard enough it’s broken skin, and I take his mouth to mine. That bloody lip drawn into me – and I lust the more for the thick red iron drug. His teeth worry horribly at my own mouth and he leaves a bruise on my lip before I pull away again.

Head thrown back he whines horribly, his hips rocking harshly against mine already – frustration as his burning does not alleviate.

I release his hands and claws rake my back a growl against my shoulder. I reach between us and move my hand to him so he jumps and howls, hips thrusting forward to me. My other hand to hold his hips still and I move over him pushing his body to the soft down.

He moans and tries again to thrust at me as I grip him up and down and spread his leakage. His head tosses and he keens as my fingers drop a moment to touch against his sacs. He bucks under me and I turn my thumb around the base eliciting a hiss.

I drag my hand back up my length and he arches his body, thrashing with a growl as I hold his hips down. He whines again and I move quicker over him to alleviate the burning, and he can’t stand the burning, not even a little.

I can’t hold still and my hips move with my hand winding the cords tighter while my mind feeds images and half-memories of Darkeyes past the dark side of my eyelids. I see him quivering as his body draws tighter.

I see his aching skin brushed with blood and sweat, my tongue and hand gripping up and down faster and faster. A little more, and his muscles tighten and strain.

He groans out again as the effort becomes too much, and a little more. A little harder, a little tighter, and he screams in wild abandon as ecstasy rushing through him. Every nerve buzzing alive and energized.

I barely register the sound of the door opening as my body winds down from it’s high, my parasite vibrating and shivering happily within me keeping my blood too-hot just a little longer. I register that Sasuke’s here, right in front of me.

But then he’s wearing clothes, and those accursed gloves, so I quickly register that he’s not a leftover from my… oh shit!

I sit upright a little to quickly, and attempt to diffuse the weird pale mucus floating around in the water- that in retrospect I wish I’d had to foresight to acknowledge I don’t want to be in the water with that stuff – I mean yes it’s mine and all but it’s still a little gross.

Chances are he’s already seen anyway. Shit. Just shit – shouldn’t he be hiding from big-bad-scary-burny-me anyway?

“Sakura wanted to tell you that she and some others are at the open grounds if you’d like to come by and be social.” He says, simple, toneless, to the point.

I may as well be standing in front of him fully clothed or over the phone, not naked in a tub with cum floating around – possibly inspired by dirty daydreams concerning said person right in front of me.

His eyes flicker over me briefly and I note that he focuses on the portion of me that’s in the water a little too long – or maybe I imagined it, but I think he definitely did. I nod to the information he gave me.

“Why don’t you join me?” I invite, giving him the sexiest smile I can manage given the current situation and yesterday’s awkward – infuriating! - … moment. And is it just me or did he shiver just now?

“I’m afraid I must decline.” He acknowledges before walking briskly back out of the bathroom. I groan in frustration to myself, lifting from the water the instant he’s gone – no mucus on me, that’s good.

I dress quickly so I can follow him as soon as I can. And why would he phrase it ‘I’m afraid I must’ rather than just saying ‘no’ or ‘I don’t want to’? Does that mean he does want to? Why does he have to decline? What’s stopping him?

His own fear?

I don’t get it.

I don’t get ‘him’.

Am I overanalyzing his choice of words?

Very possibly. You should be a philosopher – you could write a book of nothing but meaningless questions just like the rest of them.

I might make a lot of money.

Yes, if you went on tours and gave boring bullshit speeches at academies and whatever and won some award, sure.

I could.

I’m sure of that kit, I just don’t think we have the time. Now after him!

Yes sir!

I run after Sasuke, but he’s already moved to the open grounds. Where Shino’s talking to Sakura and Haku – Haku and him are actually conversing. Sakura looks relatively bored – must be why she called me.

“-so I had to bring back three more blood-sacks!” Shino threw his hands up, “I swear – Hanabi was so hyper then! She wouldn’t shut up about Naruto either.”

“I thought she disliked him.” Haku frowned.

“Fledgelings like her usually go for reverse psychology.” Shino shook his head, “If she says she wants to cut him to bits and fillet his spleen it means she wants him to stick his beefcake in her-!”

“I get it – shut up!”

“-- in her-!”

“Shino!” Sakura snapped for Haku this time. “It is so very important to your health that you not finish that sentence! So DROP it.”

Shino pursed his lips but dutifully turned back to Haku to continue: “So then Neji gets back – and he looks like complete shit! Wouldn’t tell me what happened or anything. I get him a couple blood-sacks and he tosses me out to go work with princess for the rest of the night!”

“I thought she was your favorite when it came to working for the Hyuuga clan.” Haku stated puzzled.

“She is I’m not complaining about that, really! She fucked the dog last night – so that was awesome!”

“Wait you saw?”

“No, but you can hear it if you’re in the labs – wolves get loud you know.” Shino sighs, “I wish I had a fuck-wolf… they must be really energetic.”

Haku grimaced. “Disgusting. I don’t know how she does it, those things are normally so gross and violent and-!”

“She drugs it up on endorphins, aphrodisiacs and sedatives.”

“Really?!” Haku seemed shocked and very disgruntled.

Sakura groaned bored with the boys mundane conversation. Actually I’d say the topic’s pretty gross too – can’t blame Haku even if he’s a shitty bastard.

“I don’t know,” Shino shrugs, “But that’s how I’d do it if it was me.”

“Naruto – save me, these two are being ghoul-brained today.” Sakura called me over, not bothering to move from her sitting spot.

“I heard – I wouldn’t talk about Hinata like that.” I give a short glare to Shino.

He shrinks away sheepishly, “I don’t mean any disrespect, I really like the princess. I’m just saying… her tastes are a little strange. I’m sure you can agree with me there?”

Oddly enough I can, her fascination with machines and acting like they’re alive or something is weird. Beyond that I can’t say she’s too creepy, less so than Shino? Probably more so, but Shino makes up for that by being more of a total moron than a creep. Easy to mix those two up.

“Naruto, so you are up here today.” Tenten’s smooth voice drifts across the way. Lee walks behind her muttering incoherently – no doubt self-deprecating remarks and rantings.

She smiles as she struts forward. Her dress is shorter today and her thin net stockings fit her like a shiny second skin. Her long dark brown hair spilling around her shoulders as she shakes it loose from her top-knot and slides onto the rock beside me, her thighs snug against mine.

Remind me why I didn’t try to sleep with her last night?

You’re an idiot.

Oh yeah.

“I thought you’d be resting.” She says to me conspiratorily. I smile as I note that Sasuke’s eyes are set dead on the two of us. “Sounds like you really took that Neji down a notch.”

“That guy is all talk.”

She grins. “So I’ve come to see.”

“Princess Tenten, this is a surprise.” Kabuto’s easy drawl reaches us as he leaps up to the steps where the group of us has arranged ourselves. “And what is a noble doing accompanying us less-borns?”

“I see Prince Sasuke is here as well, am I not mistaken?” Tenten asks pleasantly, a poisoned edge to her voice. And I can understand that – why the hell is Kabuto asking for her right to be here? She’s obviously my one and only tool to make Sasuke look at me with something stronger than indifference!

“Besides, Lord Orochimaru can’t be done with you already.” She continues, her arm locking around mine. A vein in Sasuke’s temple seems to jump slightly as his jaw works furiously on his tongue.

“You work for Orochimaru?” I wonder at the pale-haired youth.

“Of course,” he states, “You did not know? I am one of his personal savants.” Turning his words back to Tenten he continues as if without interruption, “Yes, he explicitly told me to take the rest of the day to spend as I saw fit.”

“Enjoy yourself then.” I shrug. Not like I care one way or the other.

He almost smiles in return. “I plan to.”

“SASUKE!!”

I practically feel every muscle in my body seize up when that horrible bad-hair-day-every-day little twit rushes in and practically plasters herself onto my Darkeyes! Horrible little… witch.

“Hello, Karin.”

OMG!! He ACKNOWLEDGED her?!! Why today? Why at all?! He ignored her yesterday – I was so happy that he did and all but why is he even talking to her now?!!

“SASUKE!!!” she screeches happily cuddling against him. “You said ‘hello’ to me today!! Did you rest well?” she worms her body against him excitedly.

I glare hateful daggers at that corny horrible way-too-needy/clingy … female! AND SASUKE’S ARM WRAPS AROUND HER WAIST?!!!! WTF!!!!!!!!

Onyx colored eyes bore into me, Karin squeals happily at Sasuke’s motion, but he’s not paying attention to her he’s glaring back at me. I frown and glare back, my arm loosing from Tenten’s only to rest on her shoulder and pull her snug against me.

She starts slightly then relaxes, leaning forward to my ear, a hand resting on my thigh. I watch as Sasuke’s eyes start to burn into me, fury barely concealed as the onyx color turns to fire opal.

I just eat it up allowing the slightest curve of my mouth – he’s gotten under my skin too often. Now it’s my turn.

“To what do I owe this boldness?” Tenten’s sultry voice asks my ear, lips hovering just a scant distance from my skin.

I turn into her, to whisper back to her ear, brushing her hair back to access the sensory organ. “Don’t look now, but Sasuke is putting himself into a fit over this.”

She seems to smile and her hand traces up my thigh. “He was upset yesterday as well,” she notes with a laughing lilt to her voice, “Are we giving him a good show?”

Her hand slides to the inside of my thigh, and my eyes flicker back towards Sasuke. His face is a porcelain mask that stares harshly back, like a stone sculpture, he doesn’t even move though Karin’s nuzzling his shoulder and neck now.

I’m pissed that he’s letting her, but I’m also a bit satisfied that he gets no pleasure from it, all his attention is on me. “I do believe we are.” I respond and she grins against me before pulling back slightly, her hand roaming to my knee scratching a bit before withdrawing back to her lap.

We settle back against each other, her head resting sleepily on my shoulder so through half-lidded eyes she can gouge Sasuke’s response as well.

He appears calm, thinking now as if weighing something in his head. Then his eyes focus back on me and there’s the barest of smirk at his mouth.

Karin is still pulled against him nuzzling his shoulder, but when his hand catches her chin and raises her head she stops immediately stock still - pathetic wide eyes staring at him in reverence just waiting.

Tenten surely feels me start – there’s no way in hell he would! – and I watch in horror as he turns to her and lowers his lips to hers. I lurch forward – every intent to rip them apart and tear that bitch’s throat out!!

Tenten’s arm closes, claws digging into my arm, holding me firmly back. And in a second it’s over and he’s staring back at me in triumph.

Shino hops up energetically, “I say we go hunting! This is boring as all get! The council is in seclusion and there’s relatively few skirmishes lately!”

“Yes, and that’s a bad thing because we lose horribly, no wait we only lose a chance to send me out and try to get me killed again, like always.” Lee mopes, but no one’s paying any attention.


“We can’t go hunting,” Haku tells him pointedly, “Blood-sacks are sleeping now, and there’s a motion of restraint in effect right now. We’d have to go all the way to the coast before we could actually hunt, and by then who knows what the pickings would be.”

“Blood-sacks is a very vulgar term.” Kabuto grimaces.

How did no one else notice Sasuke’s uncharacteristic behavior?! Am I and him the only ones apart of this little exchange?!! Besides Tenten of course, and possibly that Karin bitch but I doubt it.

“Shut up Kabuto, it’s a perfectly accurate term.” Sakura says in place of Haku. “It doesn’t have to humans anyway, what about grizzly? They put up a decent fight most of the time.”

“Sure!” Shino agreed, “I just want to go do something! It feels like forever since I’ve ‘done’ something!”

“Sure I like that idea, and I’ve never been.” I agree, breaking my eyes from Sasuke as Tenten releases my arm and comes to stand beside me.

“You’ll like it,” Sakura grins, “It’s a lot of fun, especially if there’s a chase, but you should give yourself a handicap to make it last.”

“Then I’ll leave it to you to teach me.” I respond.

“I’ll teach you.”

Sasuke?

“Why’s that?” Haku wonders, and for the brief moment people pay attention they all start shifting eyes from me to Sasuke with strange knowing looks – as if they’re privy to some secret that I am not.

“I taught you to fight, I think it fitting I teach you to hunt.”

“You did.” I answer reminding him.

“Not grizzly. Do you know how to track one?” he asks in that condescending tone, though it’s difficult to take him completely seriously with Karin groping his arm there.

I don’t even have to answer, my surly silence is answer enough, so he nods, “It’s decided.”

“We should probably break off into groups,” Kabuto starts, “there’s nine of us all together so perhaps four groups of two, one with three.”

That leaves me and Sasuke – hah! Karin’s not with us! “No!” she squeals unhappily – annoying – “I want to go with Sasuke! We’ll be the three-person team!”

“That’s absolutely fine.” Kabuto assents before scoping possible hunting partners. Sakura and Tenten are already standing together. Haku and Shino are too. Kabuto groans when he realizes that left him and Lee.

“I know, I’m always last to be picked, and even then I’m usually just stuck with someone. Don’t think you’re the only one who’s upset by this.” Lee tells him tonelessly, “But then no one ever concerns themselves with what I might think.”

“Sasuke!” Karin turns back to her wishes-he-was-her-significant-other, and I am so grateful that he detaches himself from her and says this next. Really I couldn’t love him more – I did not want to have to do anything in proximity with that… ‘her’.

“I think it’s best if I teach Naruto without your company.”

YES!!

“But… but I won’t get in your way!” She protests, “I promise!”

“I’m sorry Karin, why don’t you hunt with Lee and Kabuto?” he suggests, “I think it’s a good idea.”
Kabuto pales and Lee looks even more morose than before – as if that were possible

“Well,” she pouts a bit, but Sasuke’s giving her that ‘Do what I say and I might be nice to you’ look so she eventually turns away smiling, “If it’s a request from you Sasuke!”

She sickens me, she really does.

Not that you’d do anything so silly.

Of course not, I’m ‘me’!

I can’t figure out why he wants to be by me today though, yesterday the girlie little jerk ran away and he didn’t want to jump in the tub with me, so what gives?!

Mixed signals. Fucking tease.

Damn right.

Think he does it on purpose?

Who knows?

“So it’s decided then, stick to your partner or partners,” Sakura delineates in place of Kabuto, who looks very put out right now – though I can’t tell if it’s because Sakura usurped his position as smarty-pants organizer or because of Lee muttering unceasingly behind him. Or – it could also be Karin’s annoying presence.

“We’ll be heading over to the lower mountains a little to the south, since that’s where most of the bear should be this time of year,” She gestures out back through the stone bleachers towards the lower hills surrounding the mountain range.

I wonder if we’ll be able to find out way back, and everything. But I’ll have Sasuke with me, and I kind of doubt he’d leave me in the middle of nowhere. Even if he did, I’d be fine. Probably.

“I suggest we also head back together with our spoils so we don’t waste anything,” Sakura continues, “and meet back in around 4-5 hours at the long pass.”

I don’t know where that is, but I’ll trust in Sasuke, or figure it out for myself. An unspoken command and Sakura and Tenten are gone, Kabuto, Lee and Karin, Haku and Shino. I move after them, Sasuke running parallel to me.

The stone whizzes past and we leap below to the far below ground – the Open Grounds are set on a cliff – and we fall into the darkness of foliage and looming columns of trees. Darting in between, ever forward, down sloping hills, we move as a single flock.

Somewhere in there Haku took the shape of a wolf to better his speed. Shino and Tenten followed suit, Sakura’s pale skin and bright red hair shifting in the dull tones of night to a shimmering gray fur.

Karin and Kabuto follow, then Lee. Sasuke shifts beside me and I follow suit allowing my movements, my muscles to rearrange, that terrifying jolt as my bones come undone within me and crash back together into a structure restricting my movement to the speed I employ.

Speed is the only function of this form. My muscle and motion of running with only my back legs flowing near seamlessly into a trot of a four-legged beast before joinging the others in the leaping strides, back legs, front legs, back legs, and the forest spins by faster and faster.

Whirls of black and gray streak between the trees, our soft leather feet pound the earth with the softness of an insect’s wings.

We enter a gulley now and rush back up the other side. Darting around and beyond, following Sakura at the lead, the alpha wolf. A river track we pause and step carefully over the stones a few heads bent to the ground – searching for bear tracks?

Sakura rears up and her pelt falls away and she shakes her head back as her legs straighten so she can step over to the next part of the bank, crouching to search the ground. Tenten shifts back as well, Haku joins her, then Shino and Karin, lee and Kabuto, I and Sasuke.

“Sasuke, Kabuto, check the other bank too.” Sakura tells them before nodding to Tenten and turning back to the bank. “I found a track here but they were here midday and may have gone a fair distance.”

I can’t make out anything beyond the barest disturbances in the mud.

Sasuke moves farther down the bank and I follow looking for any other miniscule disturbances that he might be able to tell a track from. I notice shortly that Sakura and Tenten are already off, Kabuto leads Lee and Karin following a track as well – Shino and Haku similarly vanished.

“Are we even going to hunt?” I wonder at my sole companion sulkily. Everyone else has a head start now!

“What do you make of this?” Sakura asks pointing to a slight indentation of soil a ways further from the river edge. I squint and frown, I guess conceivably that larger part could be a large paw print so those smaller marks are the toes…

“It’s a print?” I mutter dejected. “Kind of small to be a bear isn’t it?”

“Look again.”

I don’t get it. Oh wait… “The dirt has lifted up at the edges, the dirt is fluffier there at the edges outward, it’s actually a pretty large paw.”

He nods, “Can you smell it?”

Honestly? Why would I ‘want’ to?

He snorts, “Not like that.” He shakes his head, “Close your eyes.”

I frown and glower but obey. “Relax.” Easier said than done. Or are you going to kiss me and forget this ridiculous mess? “Extend your presence, see what there is.”

Stupid, I know I’ll feel him and that chilly air he’s always giving off. There’s a quiet pulsing in the trees too, a serene kind of flowing up and down the lengths, thousands of tiny veins moving with such sluggish purposefulness it seems paradoxical.

“Anything?” Oh, the bear print.

I tilt my head forward focusing my closed eyes on where I know the mark to be. There’s a residue here, a thick musk that smells like brown and gravelly textured, rough and worn. “An older bear?”

“Yes.” And there’s a smile in his voice. “Can you follow the trail?”

I already sense it, the way is small and snaking, he must have been here later in the day, but I can still follow it. I open my eyes and for a moment I swear my eyes can still see the trail snaking through the woods. If I closed my eyes and ran, I could find that bear.

I don’t even feel like tracking, that poor old bear would probably be sleeping in his den now – there’s nothing malevolent in his scent. If anything I feel peace for that bear, he comes to this stream every day to eat, and as winter comes he’s getting fatter and his trips to and from the river are becoming slower.

I’ve lost my interest in the hunt. Even Sasuke’s chilliness is gone now, he’s placid and still, standing in the moonlight, this clear portion where the moon finds the lake and casts it’s face all over the water and reflects brightness to me and my companion.

He stands completely at ease, a pacific expression, and I don’t think he’s particularly interested in this hunt either. I want to go to him, seal this distance and just hold him right now. Settle down against a tree, and worship his neck – I wouldn’t even bite it, I feel sedate as of now.

I wonder, “Could you follow mine?” I ask him.

He turns to look at me, “I suppose, everything leaves a trail of some sort, it’s just a matter of finding it and following it to the object.”

“Why don’t you follow mine?”

It’s no longer a question of tracking, I’m asking if he will let me now. Sometimes he does, sometimes he doesn’t; and here today he’s been acting as if yesterday and this morning never occurred – he did the same when I wanted I his tongue, or when I bit him in the tunnels.

He doesn’t answer.

“Are you still ignoring yesterday?” I ask, the barest edge of irritation coloring my voice. I expected him to avoid it and ignore it, pretend it never happened. But alone, I really wish he wouldn’t do that.

“I’m not ignoring it.” Sasuke states, “It happened, but there’s no reason to change my behavior because of it.”

I narrow my eyes and frown, stepping forward. He doesn’t back down at my approach. “How about you kiss me for a change?” I wonder, my face breaking into a challenging grin – probably comes out more like a leer.

He starts, and shies a little away from me; I follow him. “I,” he starts, his tongue licking suggestively across his lips – intentionally? – before he finishes, “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Does it hurt you?” I wonder, not entirely sure, but dearly hoping that was not the case. Half the time I could swear he was writhing in pleasure – so what?

He looks away at the question, and the way his bangs fall into his eyes make my breath hitch, his teeth biting into his lower lip hard. I swear he’s doing this on purpose! He wants me to jump him!!

“Not… not the actual contact,” he says carefully, his soft voice seems almost wet and the sound jumps strait to my groin. “… it’s af-- it’s something else.”

It’s af--? ‘It’s affecting me too much to stand, I really am very sensitive and I can’t help it around you’? ‘It’s afeared that I should lose my virginity when I am promised to another, yet want you with all my soul’?

Tease!

Fucking Tease!!

‘It’s affable that you are so open with me, but I’m afraid I’m just scared of contact since I was mistreated in my last relationship’? ‘It’s affection, I can’t deal with it, it’s so shocking and wonderful to me’?

He is a tease – a real tease!

Damn Fucking Tease!

‘It’s affairs of my heart I’m afraid, I’m afraid it’s already yours and I don’t want it to be broken by someone so hot and wonderful’?

A Real Tease, no joke – For sure this time!!

He’s practically asking for it!

I move before I even really form the thought of my action. My hand catches below his chin, bringing his head up. Dark eyes widen staring into mine, and my mouth crushes against his.

His frozen mouth starts under mine and I grip him hard so he can’t immediately pull away. But his lips are growing warm under mine moving over their softness – and he grows more persistent. My hold loosens and he leaps away, his body whirling a few good meters away.

I don’t plan to let him run away though. It’s his fault in the first place, he opened this Pandora’s box the very first time he stuck his tongue down my throat. I lunge after him, aiming to capture his arms and drag him down so he can’t struggle.

But he expected this movement and he streaks away past the trees. I thunder at his heels, gaining quickly at first, my hands grabbing at his wrists. He turns – a grin?! – and streaks away changing direction.

I pivot and rush after. My mind roaring in anger!! What the heck is he thinking?!! He’s laughing?!! He’s laughing! I can actually hear him now too! The bloody jerk is enjoying himself!!

If he really wanted to run away he’d have changed into a wolf by now – dark furred like he is I’d no doubt lose him in the dark. He’s enjoying this. He really is. WTF?!

I drive my anger and sprint forward faster, fast enough to secure my hand around his wrist – but before I can clamp down he’s already twisted his limb and danced away in another direction. I can really hear him laughing now. It’s infuriating!!

Guess I wound up hunting after all – just not bears. Damn tease.

He must have led me halfway around the whole damn mountain range. Me redoubling my effort every time he just barely escaped my grasp. Eventually he stopped laughing too, just a moment ago as the memory of weariness touches his face.

Now!

In an instant, I’ve seized him. He turns quickly knocking one wrist from my grip and he’s about to break the other grip before I tackle him to the ground. He shouts in surprise and possibly pain as we both thud to the dirt ground.

My hands instantly moving again to secure his arms, and I splay my body forward so that my legs trap his. Even if he wanted to buck me off he can’t!

He pushes against me, struggling to be free. But within seconds he stops. He groans and sighs, relaxing back against the ground, as if he’s just lost a tedious game. “Jerk.” I mutter, as I lower my mouth to his neck.

I’m still furious with him, but I still want him to acknowledge that he likes me – if it’s not painful for him, I mean--!! Geez!!

The muscles in his neck jump at my attentions and he turns away from me, trying to shift his body away, but I follow and he squirms the barest of moans struggling past pressed lips. I can tell from the set of his jaw that his teeth are clenched too.

My teeth graze across his skin, not breaking it, my tongue leaving a trail of pink, and I draw the dormant vein there into my mouth. He gasps and mewls out helplessly as he squirms against me again.

“What do you think you’re doing? Get off of me.” He hisses, his words tainted by the sound of lust that he can’t hide.

“Why don’t you kiss me first this time?” I ask my earlier question – one he never really answered yes or no.

He cries out and jerks away as my mouth moves onto his ear biting gently at the lobe. His body’s shaking again but he doesn’t pull away when my lips return to his neck, and trail down to his collarbone. I have to use my teeth to pull down the zipper portion of his too-covering sweater.

More pale skin bared to my questing mouth and Sasuke jerks and moans when I nose it back enough to lave my tongue over his right nipple.

He bucks suddenly and groans as his groin strikes mine. I grind back to him and he shudders, gritting his teeth trying to keep sound from getting out.

“You can be as loud as you want here you know?” I say against his skin, my lips brushing the edges of flesh that the sweater allows. I’d have to use my hands to get it off of him, and to do that I’d need to release one of his hands.

“Don’t.” Sasuke gasps pressing his body back against the ground. I pause a moment, glaring at his skin, refusing to look up to his eyes. I doubt what I might see.

“I don’t get you.” I growl my anger showing through, and I move my hips back against his for good measure. He gasps and arches to me skin shaking, and moans when I lift away squirming more for contact when I pull back.

I turn my eyes to his hands, so docile, and relaxed. His wrists a pale peached pink… only a little lighter than my own skin. Actually come to think of it… oh I can’t believe I didn’t make this connection before.

It’s flesh colored. Looking back at his neck and chest, I am slightly disturbed to see that the fleshy color is only present where I’ve touched him, and it’s slowly receding as Sasuke’s body stills and tenses.

There’s a quiet keening from his throat as his body moves against me, his body arching – an involuntary movement? I move over him, brushing my mouth and tongue over every bit of pink skin I’ve already touched, and move to the other side of his chest.

He mewls when I suck his other nipple into my mouth. Gasps and arches when I rub my tongue across it, rolling the tiny nub in my mouth. He tenses again and I repeat my motions, touching his neck and chest, reclaiming his skin from the porcelain shade.

He moans and keens, as he moves against me, his arms straining at my hold again. Then the thought enters my mind.

I’m hurting him.

Are you sure?

I think. What if this is honestly painful for him? What is sexual arousal is something different for vampires? What am I really doing to him?

His fault, he never explained it, and refuses to now as well.

Still…

Don’t care. He’s a tease, and you should stick our dick up his ass! He’ll probably wind up enjoying it anyway.

I draw back from him and he whines in distress, moving his body up to try and follow me. But his eyes remain averted, his head turned aside. Does he really want this?

Of course he does! Just do it already!

No I want him to enjoy it. I want him to want it and say so.

He will! After! Fuck him please!! We are so close.

Sasuke shudders finally and unable to reach my body drops back to the ground. A horrible shadow crosses my mind and I feel so very sick.

No. Like this it’s probably… it’s not right. And it’s practically rape.

My parasite’s pressure dies and he falls back in my thoughts, the angry lustful fire in my veins dying as Sasuke’s skin starts turning back to white. His body tenses. Apprehension again, but I’m not planning to do anything… not anything more at least. Not now.

I watch in sick fascination as the porcelain color claims back his chest, and as it does so the skin seems to tighten and flinch. I’m not sure I fully understand this though.

I release his wrists and hover quietly watching. He doesn’t even turn to glare at me, his eyes squeezed shut, and he keeps his arms where I left them.

Sasuke hisses softly as the pale skin spreads back through his mouth and neck – a quiet stifled grunt of pain and then he stills completely.

So this was… honestly painful for him? I suddenly feel like tearing out my own guts, just to say I’m sorry. Oh gods… shit.

“I really hurt you.” I don’t even have to ask, I swallow, wishing he’d say something but this perfect corpse hasn’t moved once, not even the tiniest tick of movement.

“I’m… I’m really…” I stop myself and try again. “Is sex… different for vampires?”

More specifically, do they/can they have sex?

Shut up.

You were going to apologize and didn’t.

I still will.

Dark eyes open, but he doesn’t move. Neither do I. I know I should get up off of him, but I can’t seem to bring myself to move. If I don’t talk now he might not let me get another chance – not after I’ve gone and done this much. Have I done worse? I can’t remember.

“I have no desire to discuss this with you.”

“Too bad, I think now you have to.” I tell him unmoving. He’s still trapped here, I’m not touching him, but he won’t touch me, or risk it apparently, so he just doesn’t move at all. Calm eyes a lightless abyss that stares back at me calmly.

Too calm I wonder.

“I have no requirement to do so for any reason.”

“I could just start touching you again.” I threaten, though I know I won’t follow through. Oddly enough he looks surprisingly like he’s considering it a good thing whether I do or don’t. He doesn’t respond though.

So he doesn’t mind if I touch him? Or has he just given up on speaking to me entirely? No he wouldn’t be maintaining eye contact I think. Is he seriously waiting for me to touch him again.
I move my hand to touch my thumb to his lips.

He starts slightly, and his mouth softens against my finger, dark eyes suddenly seem smoldering black holes to draw me deeper in.

“About this,” I’m referring to the fleshy color of his skin, as I move my thumb over his lips and across his cheek, staining the pale skin peach.

He intakes a harsh breath of air breathing it out as the porcelain color slowly reclaims it. “Would it happen if you were in contact with another vampire? Or is it just me?”

“You’re the only one,” he responds breathless, “Only you burn.”

I frown as the sound and the look of his eyes sends a thrill of pleasure back to my still half-hard erection. “Do I really hurt you so much, whenever I touch you?” I wonder unhappily at that thought. “You said it burns, right?”

“What?!” Sasuke turns his head to the side, laughing slightly, an easy smirk crossing previously abused lips.

“My temperature is different enough from yours that it physically causes pain?” I wonder, restating the question in so many words. What am I that can I do that?

“I already told you, it doesn’t hurt.” Sasuke breathes, “It’s the best feeling in the world. Since you’re forcing this corpse back to life.”

His arm curls inward and settles over his chest. Dark eyes staring off into nowhere as if recalling a distant memory, “If you held me long enough, I’m afraid my heart would start beating.”

“The pain comes after. It’s afterward, when it stops.” That tenseness and apprehension seems to register itself across his skin, as if just the memory makes it respond. “When every cell has to die all over again. If you made my pulse start again, I think it might be agony to stop it again.”

“What am I that I can do that?”

A look of uneasiness and pain crosses his features, and he starts to speak again.

But the sound is broken off by the echoing roar of a bear – not ten miles from where I and Sasuke lie. I start upward, and jump off of him. He stands beside me, instantly in motion towards the roar and I follow. The air punctuated once more by a furious cry.

One of the other pairs must have found a bear now. I imagine the others are on their way to this noise as well. Approaching the scene, Sakura without her sword has already burrowed her fist into the beasts spine and it screams out as it arches back to try and tear her off.

Whirring away like a pair of buzzing pests, the two are deadly as scorpions as Tenten rushes forward, her blow too strikes through flesh and rips muscle outward as he continues by avoiding the mighty sweep of one sharp clawed paw.

The girls have taken the beast down in seconds. Not a full minute since the grizzly’s first outcry. Sakura and Tenten approach the corpse and then consider us nearby. “You didn’t find one?” Sakura wondered noticing the lack of bear corpse.

Shino and Haku lug up from the right, Haku carrying the huge body over his shoulder. “Wow, you got a nice one!” Shino chirps as he looks over their bear, “Nice ribcage on him, did you damage it a lot? It’d make a great present for Hinata otherwise!”

“What’s wrong with yours?” Tenten wonders as Haku sets the second bear on the ground, letting it drop with a thud.

Shino sighed and shook his head, “Haku ruined it when he tore it’s heart out. He didn’t even let it put up a fight – it’s no fun hunting with this guy!”

“You’re such a kid you’d probably play with it and then run away when you got bored.” Haku accused.

“Would not!”

“Oh, everyone else is already here.” Kabuto notes as he and Karin step into the clearing.

“Sasuke!” Karin screeches as she rushes toward Sasuke and takes to his arm like a goddamned slug-girl. It’s a comfort that he doesn’t seem to acknowledge her but it still pisses me off.

Lee comes trudging behind with the bear on his back. “Jerks, everyone of you hates me with an inexplicable loathing.” He mutters drearily, “I had to kill it by myself, I had to carry it by myself. I’m just the packhorse here. No one cares. No one even listens to me.”

“No one bothers to ask if I need assistance. No one bothers to ever even acknowledge me unless it’s for menial tasks. I bet if I killed myself you might finally notice me. You’d notice I was gone. You’d notice you didn’t have your little pack horse to boss around.”

“But I guess that’s inevitable. That’s all I’ll ever be. It’s not like I have any other skills. No never, no one ever even tried to teach me to be more useful. No one bothered. No one ever bothers.”

And his rant goes on - poor little Eeyore. Actually Lee might be worse… Eeyore was at least huggable and cute. Lee: not so much.

“I actually tracked this one.” Kabuto announces as Lee sets it on the ground and goes back to muttering to himself since no one is listening and he just goes on forever and ever. “Would it have killed you to have helped at all, Karin?”

She just glares back at him. We all know the only reason she went with them at all was because ‘Sasuke’ asked her to.

“They’re pretty big.” I state, more to myself than Sasuke, though I really don’t mind that he’s listening. “Bigger than I first thought but… looking at them I could probably take on down myself too.”

“I wouldn’t suggest doing this for a while now though.” Sakura tells me. “If we kill too many they move on to another area to breed.”

“I see.” I nod.

“It’d be a problem if they left after all,” Kabuto concurred, just has to add his own two cense, “They are the only thing we can hunt up here near the Lair--”

A huge cracking snarl breaks the air and every one of us jumps in our skins. The sound like a gunshot streaking by my ear shocks my whole system. I whirl around searching with my eyes for the source of the sound.

Spoke too soon Kabuto.

My eyes lock on them for just an instant.

“RUN!” Sakura screeches at us. The lot of us shift immediately as we break off into the forest, galloping as fast as we can go. Snapping jaws gaining at our heels.

I only saw them a moment, and I feel small and insignificant in comparison to these beasts – huge wolves the size of houses. Gaping jaws reeking spit and heat.

Don’t tell me…

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