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Sakura knew she was being petty about this, but she didn’t care.
First off, Sakura was hungry. With amount of overtime, she’s been doing it was a well-deserved meal. She was craving for human blood and had found the perfect candidate who was very much her type.
He fell for her seduction skills with a click of a finger then as Sakura was ready to take him home so she could drink from him. She comes in and with one look he was instantly smitten and backed out saying he had ‘other plans.’ As if she can’t see him going over to the Uchiha introducing himself. And what does she do, let him and play him like a fiddle.
Sakura pouted cursing all Uchiha’s stomping out.
Over the next few weeks Sakura found herself receiving a bunch of roses and chocolates from her so-called friend as an apology. Because she refuses to speak to her, because she would decline any invitation to hang out with her friends if she was coming.
Because.
Because… she was tired and need a break from the constant reminder she would never be like her. If a human were to choose between the two of them, it would be Satsuki. Uchiha’s were the strongest and alluring type. All it took was one look and you would be under their spell with how captivating and beautiful they were. Even other vampires would be captivated by them.
It was hard not to be envious of her.
Whilst she unlike the rest of her friends, Sakura was partly human.
A half human and half vampire. The vampire being on her mother sider whilst her father was a human. No monster agrees with such relationships so growing up Sakura struggled with her identity. Accepting herself.
Over the years, more monsters have been more accepting.
Hell, her best friend’s parents have always accepted her and the relationship between her parents before anyone else. Inoichi had always encouraged his daughter to stick by her and for the two of them to look out for one another.
But that would never stop the doubts and insecurities when she struggled with tasks that were basic for other vampires. Including seducing a human.
And at times, Sakura felt like she didn’t belong in either human or the monster world.
“Will you please talk to her?”
“I’ve said no and tell her to stop sending me flowers. It’s getting ridiculous.”
“Oh, come on, how is Satsuki meant to know you had your eyes on him first.” Naruto practically growled that part, his tail wagging about although not in a happy manner.
He was a werewolf, unlike them but the three of them go way back so whenever there was tense tension and arguments between them, he would do the best to fix everything.
“You know it’s not just about that; it’s about me and how I… I’ll never be like everyone else.”
“I don’t have that allure most vampires do and she… she walks in, and everyone has their eyes on her. How can I compete with that?” He knew of her insecurities and would never dare betray her trust and expose them.
He was a good friend like that and sometimes it was easier to vent things out.
“I understand, I do. But you know, she really misses you. Shouldn’t that say something?” Because why would she of all vampires even think of her twice. The rest of the family don’t think of her fondly and yet Naruto sees something which his friend doesn’t.
The tenderness and obvious ‘you so have a crush on her.’ Beforehand Satsuki would deny and tell him to shut it but now she ignores him as if she’s finally accepted that she did indeed have a crush on their mutual friend.
And Sakura was completely oblivious to it.
“I guess there is… one way she can make it up to me.” Granted it was selfish, but it couldn’t hurt to ask.
“Your blood.”
“My blood?”
“Mhmm,” Sakura coughed blushing lightly at how it must have sounded. “I’ve heard that Uchiha blood can be more fulfilling than humans. And, well I’m curious.”
It was a simple fact that the Uchiha were the only vampires known that others could drink from.
She knew it was a big ask, many vampires had forcibly tried to drink of an Uchiha and none of them had come out alive rightfully so.
But she could ask, and even if she were to say-
“Okay.”
No then, wait-
“Okay?” She accepted? Just like that?
“It’s you, so I trust you. You’re the only vampire I would let drink from me.” She says it so casually taking her off guard.
“I do have one condition though.”
“Oh?”
“If you are going to drink from me, I’d prefer to be comfortable like on a bed.”
“A bed? Isn’t that rather…” Intimate Sakura wanted to say but with the raised eyebrow and titled head, Sakura’s words died down in her throat.
“Alright, that seems… reasonable.” She could do this.
It’s like feasting on a human, only one that’s more willing.
Nope, she could not do it. Not with how desirable she looked on the bed. Waiting for her. Sakura carefully crawled on top of her ‘prey’, feeling her face heat up slightly at the skin-on-skin contact.
She was even kind enough to wear red lipstick along with a skimpy black tank top so that her neck was fully revealed.
Lucky her.
However, noticing how long Sakura was taking she decided to speak up.
“You’re hesitating.”
“I’m not!” Although she could never lie to her.
“Okay, maybe I am a little but-” Not necessarily for the reason she thinks.
“I don’t want to force you.”
“You aren’t forcing me. I’m offering.” At that Sakura snorted.
“Oh please. I was the one who suggested this, but you know I would have forgiven you anyway.” A lead, a hint that she doesn’t have to go through with this.
Whilst Sakura is very much tempted to drink from the attractive vampire where her long hair splayed out on the pillow, they were close friends, and she didn’t want her to do all this to get on her good side.
How would that look?
Sakura was about to pull away but surprisingly found she couldn’t when Satsuki halted her in her place with her legs. Trapping her.
“I’ve gotten all dressed up for this, it would be a shame to waste it.” And wrapped her arms around her neck.
“But-” Was she seriously allowing her to do this?
“Would kissing me help?” Considering Sakura always felt bad for tricking her victims, it was easy to think of her hunger only when she kissed them. Allowing her vampire instincts to take over.
A kiss? Sure, she could do that… right?
Sakura leaned down, although rather hesitantly and stared at Satsuki’s eyes. Trying to find some trace of hesitancy as she had, if she wanted to back out but she remained calm and collected.
Waiting for her.
Licking her lips nervously Sakura finally met with Satsuki’s awaited ones and feeling her plump soft lips made any doubt vanish because she smelled and tasted divine. Sakura needed her blood and let out a purr she didn’t realise she was capable at making when their tongues met. The lipstick smeared over their mouths as Sakura dominated her mouth unknowingly grinding into her which made Satsuki moan.
Kissing down her neck which only earned more moans in response, she grazed her neck slightly with her fangs before finally sinking them in. Tasting her blood.
Their hands intertwined as Satsuki’s other hand fisted in hair.
All Sakura could think about was how good she tasted and how she never wanted it to end.