Now What Have I Gotten Myself Into? ~Enter Konoha's number one knuckle head

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I didn't know how long we had laid there. Kakashi's presence was comforting to me, erasing the doubt that had clouded my mind all day. I still couldn't believe I really tried to make him hate me. And unlike usual, things didn't go the way I had wanted. He stood his ground and even, comforted me. It was mind boggling, he now knew that I lied about nearly everything and yet, he still wanted to see the good in me. It wasn't until I sat up in bed and looked down at Kakashi's form did I realize we had actually fallen asleep. I found myself tilting my head looking down at him taking in how the moonlight makes his silver hair practically glow, off setting his darker clothing in almost an inhuman way. I catch myself before I can reach up and touch his hair not wanting to chance waking him. I found myself smiling watching him just like I had the night before. I knew if I had moved to leave the bed or the room that he would wake. Instead I found myself leaning over him. My head slowly lowering towards his neck. His primal scent practically begging me to bite him. As I came close enough to his neck I pulled the collar of his vest aside. I hovered over his neck as I close my eyes, my lips already baring my fangs. Anticipating what I was about to do. Just as my fangs grazed his mask at the curve of his neck I take in a steadying breath and pull away from him. Denying myself what I had really wanted to do. Instead I roll over so my back is to him making it so I wouldn't be as tempted.

It was then his arms move around me again and pull me against his chest. "I thought I was going to have to stop you." His sleep filled voice rumbles through his chest making me smile. I should have known that my initial wake up alone woke him up. "I still have control, Kakashi. You can go back to sleep." I tell him quietly as I tuck an arm under my head and close my eyes. Wondering silently as I hear Kakashi's breathing even back out, why I had nearly bit him. It's not like I am in dire need of his blood right now. If I wanted anything I could always get up and go to the fridge. Instead I had nearly sank my fangs into his neck while I thought he had been asleep. Even then, why did I tell him so much today? It's unlike me yet, I couldn't get my mouth to stop.

The next few days were complete hell. At first I felt like I was going to lose my mind. As if I had become addicted to something that was finally leaving my system. I had locked myself in my room after cooking Kakashi breakfast and told him not to come in, as well if I were to leave for him to do whatever was necessary to keep me in. Sweat accumulated all over my body as my breathing steadily became more erratic. My fangs permanently aching ready for me to sink my fangs into someone as my sight hazed enough I could hardly discern anything other than red. My insides twisted and turned, they felt like they were on fire as my throat tightened and burned for the first time since the forest of death. All I could do was writhe in pain. Kakashi's heart beat never left my ears as he stood outside of my room. Never moving too far from my door. It had gotten to the point that with every beat I heard my body would convulse.

I thought I was going to go insane. I thought it would never end. Each time the pain slowed Kakashi would come back to the door from having walked to some room or another in my home. Then the flames ignited again. It took everything I had not to get up and break through my bedroom door. It wasn't until the third day that I was able to close my eyes. My radically racing heart began to slow even before I managed to sleep. When I awoke my body ached as if I had done one of my extensive training weeks and had pushed myself too far too often. When I didn't move from my bed I listened as my bedroom door slowly opened and footsteps came towards me. "Kira." His low voice meets me just as I feel my bed curve with his weight. The hands that gently grabbed me felt like knives on my skin. He gripped me more firmly as I tried to get away from his touch just before I felt something cold touch my lips. The crinkling I heard from the movement told me enough. It was one of my packs I keep in the fridge.

Slowly I open my mouth revealing my fangs before biting into the thick tasteless plastic. The chilled sticky liquid tried to catch in my throat nearly making me sputter and spit the contents out. Steadying myself I force myself to swallow. The usual hum radiating through my body urged me forward and after a few swallows I found I was able to prop myself up on one hand and take the pack from Kakashi so I could drink it on my own. His hands lingered on me for a bit longer before I felt him get up off of my bed and walk to my door. Once my mind was clear again I set on my bed looking down at the empty packet. Deep down I already knew what happened. It was as if Aphrodite's blood was a drug. One that kept me high well after I had nearly killed her. Closing my eyes I think back to everything I had told Kakashi. It was like I couldn't stop myself and I couldn't lie either. I had told him not only everything I have ever lied about or felt in this world but also what I did in the last. I told him more about Light than I had ever wished to and had even told him a bit about Taiyo. I even admitted to killing his birth mother dammit!