Kyuuketsuki no Kitsune - Chapter 01

Kyuuketsuki no Kitsune

The title means: Vampire’s Fox
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto. Kishimoto Masashi does.
Warnings: Rated M, AU, OC, OOC, YAOI, blood, cursing and lemons.

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The moonlight lighted the dark alleys of New York. A young boy walked in an alley. He was just out for a walk. The location had nothing to do with the fact that his ‘friend’ hadn’t contacted him for a week. Oh, nothing at all… seriously… okay, who the hell he was kidding? That’s right, no one!

There was something extraordinary about the blonde. Not the fact that he had been an orphan his whole life, and had never been in an orphanage in the first place. Nope, it was the fact that his ‘friend’ that he was so worried about was a vampire. That’s right, a vampire, can you believe it? Vampires are supposed to kill humans right? So why hadn’t he killed him yet? It wasn’t from the lack of trying that was for sure.

One night the boy had been hanging out in an alley, similar to this one, and a tall, dark figure had grabbed him, shoved him against a wall and bit into his neck. First it had hurt but then it just numbed. Then the pleasure began. As the others mouth and fangs tried to suck him dry, his body just reproduced all the blood he had lost. The sucking sensation in his neck had him moaning and bucking against the attacker. Gods, he had never felt anything so good in his life.

When the attacker stopped feeding from him, he was very confused over the fact that the boy had not died. Instead, the blonde was leaning against him, still bucking his hips slowly into his and panting heavily. He started bucking against the blonde, as it was, they were both hard. First he thought that maybe he could rape the blonde but decided that it would not even be considered as a rape, as the blonde seemed very willing. After a moment they had climaxed together. Both of them were panting and shivering from the exertion.

‘How are you still alive? Why would you not even scream? Why did you not try to stop me? Why would you do that?’ The attacker had asked.

‘I have nothing to lose. Not my virginity, I have been raped more that once, yet I have no deceases. Not my money, as I have none. Not my life, as I have nothing or no one to live for.’ The blonde had answered.

‘What is your name?’ The attacker had asked.

‘…I do not know my real name, as I have always been alone, without care from others, but… I call myself Kyuubi. What about you?’

‘Uchiha Sasuke was my name when I was still a child. Three years ago, my older brother turned me into a vampire, after killing our family. Polices who find my victims call me Chidori.’

‘Ah, Chidori. I’ve heard about you then. The homeless people talk about the bloodless murders.’ The blonde had chuckled.

‘Hn.’ Sasuke had nodded knowingly.

‘Would you become my friend, Sasuke? You cannot kill me with your curse, you cannot rob me, for I have nothing you could take, you cannot rape me, for I would be willing. I can give you blood when you need it. I have a feeling that you do not like the mindless killing?’

‘Hn. A friend? Me? You would be my blood source? What would you gain from it?’ Sasuke had asked curiously.

‘Someone to talk to. Someone to need me. Someone to give me the reason for exist.’ Kyuubi had answered.

From that point on, four years ago, Sasuke had come to him when he needed blood, company or / and sex. They had become lovers.

Kyuubi had found a job, and Sasuke had helped him with his job at times. Very quickly the money had started to pile up, and Kyuubi had quitted his job and opened a small pub, Seventh Heaven, that was pretty famous among some of the street kids.

Sasuke would come by every night, he would help him close the pub, and they would go to the back room to eighter have sex (which also included Sasuke ‘dinner’), talk, or just sleep.

But now... Kyuubi was worried. A week without blood... There had been no bloodless murders this week eighter, not that Sasuke needed to kill now that Kyuubi would provide his food… Where in the world could Sasuke be? Surely he was not dead?

Only places that Kyuubi had not looked were the police station and the hospital, and he decided that he would check them now. It didn’t matter that the clock was near 2.00 am, he just had to find Sasuke. Now.

It didn’t take long for Kyuubi to find himself in front of a police station. He entered the glass doors and walked to the front desk.

“Hi. How can I help you, sir?” The officer with a silver hair and a mask covering the lower half of his face asked.

“I’m looking for a friend of mine. I haven’t seen him for a week now, and I’m getting really worried. He’s never been gone this long. We live together, so I should know. I was wondering if you had picked him up here, or if someone had admitted him to the hospital. Can you help me…”

Kyuubi looked to the officer’s chest that had a name on it. “…Officer Hatake?”

The man smiled. “And your friends name is?”

“Sasuke.”

Officer Hatake looked to the computer and wrote the name on the screen. “Ah-ha. Found it.

Your friend was brought into questioning, as a witness from the bloodless murders told us the attackers description, and it happened to match with your friend’s looks. This was a week ago, and as he refuses to speak to us, he is in a holding cell.”

“Can I see him?” Kyuubi asked.

“Ah, I’m sorry, but –”

“Please, Hatake-san. I have to go see him. Please.” Kyuubi pleaded.

“But you see –”

“Please!” Kyuubi exclaimed desperately.

Officer Hatake looked him, startled, but nodded. “A-Ah, very well, but I will need your name for the visitor list.”

“It’s Kyuubi.” The blonde answered and Officer Hatake looked it from the list.

“There is no one named Kyuubi on the list in this town. I will need your last name or your real given name at least.”

“Ah, but, Hatake-san, I don’t have the slightest clue what my real name or if anyone has ever given me one… uh… Hehe…” Kyuubi laughed embarrassed, his hands folded behind his neck.

“Eh?”

“I’ve always been on the streets. My first memory was trying to find some food from a dumpster when I was about…hmm…maybe 6-ish? Before that everything was just cold, dark and I was always hungry. I have no clue who the heck my parents are or were. I have no name that I know of, but I need some kind of a name, so I call myself Kyuubi. I don’t really even know my birthday or real age, but I assume I’m about 17 to 22-years-old. I don’t remember anyone ever taking care of me, and I have never been in an orphanage. So… uh… I don’t think you are gonna find me on any list… ugh, unless somewhere on the lists has a pub named Seventh Heaven. I own the place. Now can I please see Sasuke?” Kyuubi explained, scratching nervously at the back of his head.

“Ugh… You have 15 minutes with him privately. I will have to call the Chief. Uh… I’m pretty sure boss could help you with you… uh… heritage…” Officer Hatake said and led him to the holding cells.

“Go away, Kakashi.” Sasuke growled from the cell as the Officer opened the cell.

“You have 15 minutes.” Officer Hatake, now also known as Kakashi, whispered to Kyuubi, who nodded, and Kakashi left to call his boss.

“I said go away, Kakashi. I’m not fucking talking.” Sasuke said, thinking that Kakashi was still there, when he sensed a presence in the cell.

“Sasuke.”

Sasuke whipped around at the sound of his lover’s voice. “Kyuubi!” He exclaimed and launched himself to his blonde.

Kyuubi crushed him into a hug. “I was so worried about you, bastard. Telling me you were going to take a walk, then not coming home for a week. I looked for you everywhere.”

“I know. I’m so sorry.”

Kyuubi looked at Sasuke, cupping the pale cheek. “They don’t know that you need blood, right? You haven’t eaten anything since week ago, before you left, right?”

Sasuke nodded, his ebony eyes shining with barely controlled hunger.

“You can’t bite into my neck, ‘cuz we’d end up having sex, and we only have about ten minutes, but bite into my tongue. The blood will spray into your mouth when we kiss, so that even if someone interrupts, they won’t notice.” Kyuubi offered and kissed Sasuke, immediately opening his mouth, before Sasuke even asked for it.

Sasuke quickly opened his mouth as well and kissed Kyuubi back, coaxing Kyuubi’s tongue into his mouth, before biting it, hard, making the blood spray uncontrollably into his throat. Sasuke moaned at the coopery taste of the liquid, swallowing eagerly all the blood that sprayed, so that if it was anyone else than Kyuubi, the person would have already died from the blood loss.

Kyuubi moaned at the feeling of Sasuke sucking his sensitive tongue, and wrapped his other hand behind Sasuke’s neck, his other hand gripping gently to the dark locks, encouraging Sasuke’s actions.

Sasuke moaned in appreciation, wrapping his arms around Kyuubi’s waist, pulling him closer.

The boys only stopped to take a breath, before resuming the frantic kissing.

After a while a gasp and a quiet giggling broke them from their bliss, and they licked their lips clean from the blood, before turning to see Kakashi and another officer, with brown hair, brown-ish skin and a scar running across his nose.

“A-Ah, W-We’re sorry t-to interrupt, d-demo…” The new officer stuttered, slightly blushing.

“Hmm… No need to be so embarrassed Iruka. They are just in love, and have clearly missed each other. Imagine that we would have walked in on them having sex. Now that would have been a reason to be embarrassed about.” Kakashi giggled, making the officer, Iruka, blush bright red.

“Now. The boss wants to talk to you both.” Kakashi said, leading the boys out from the cell.

“Are you somewhat alright now? Can you keep your cool?” Kyuubi whispered to Sasuke.

“Yeah. I’m okay. I can keep myself in check for the next three days with this amount of blood, but I will need more on the fourth morning, or I don’t think I can refrain myself from attacking someone to have more blood. I was very rude to Kakashi earlier, basically only because I didn’t trust myself not to attack him if he came any closer. I could barely restrain myself from attacking you right then and there, when I saw you in the cell. I’m still hungry, but not unbearably so.” Sasuke whispered back.

Kyuubi nodded. “I’ll try to get them release you as soon as possible. I’ll give you more blood when we get home, or if I can’t get you out of here before you control is at it’s limit, I’ll just kiss you like that again.”

Sasuke nodded. “Thank you, Kyuu. I don’t know what would do without you.”

Kyuubi chuckled. “Anytime Sasu. Anytime.”

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To Be Continued…