Blood cravings ch 3

Chapter 3: Dangerous cravings

Sasuke woke up feeling a painful headache pounding like a heart in his head. He looked around the hospital room, his was more than just blurry and it felt like the room was spinning. He gazed around dizzily as he pushed himself up. He coughed lightly as he felt a strange cramp in his stomach and he bit down on his tongue by accident causing the metallic taste of blood begin to fill his mouth.

“Aren’t you hungry?” he heard a voice say cooly from across the room. The genin looked up seeing a black blurry figure that looked more like a blob than anything sitting in a chair in the darkest shadows of the room. The person looked up, their silvery pupils meeting the dark ones of the boy’s.

“You need to feed my creature..” the person said again, the voice sounding more feminine. Sasuke felt himself stand up from the bed, he couldn’t help but come to the stranger, it was like he was being lured, or controlled. Sasuke’s legs wobbled as he walked over, his entire body trembling. He stood directly in front of the person and he could feel one of their cold hands rub his cheek.

“You still look so human, just looking at you makes me want to have a bite to drink, but I can always find someone who is less useful...aren’t you thirsty...you need blood don’t you?”

Sasuke felt the pulsating get worse at the simple sound of the word ‘blood’ and his body tensed.

“W-who...w-why...” were the only words that managed to escape from his frozen mouth.

“Tisk tisk...you shouldn’t be asking questions before you haven’t been taught...” the creature said as they stood up and placed a pair of fingers over bandages on his neck that covered the scar from the bite marks and massaged it, then placing their other hand over one of his temples on his forehead.

“Your already weak...I’ll force you to drink tonight...then you’ll do it by yourself...” Sasuke winced as he felt the fingers touch his head,

“...d-drink...?”

“Hmm yes...” the person mused. Sasuke suddenly felt his vision go black and his body loosen, then he simply felt as if he fell into nothingness.

Sasuke awoke feeling warm liquid in his mouth, his tongue licking drops of it from his cheeks. He coughed slightly as he got overwhelmed by the metal-like taste and he felt struggling going on under his hands. He looked down finding a young girl, no older than the age of 10. The crimson liquid covering his hands and face, his shirt splattered with it. When he first looked at the girl through his sharingan all he could see were the veins in her body and the internal organs, mainly the blood pulsing through them. He felt the girl stop struggling and a pool of blood began to surround her body and the light of life left her eyes. Sasuke’s eyes widened in shock and he felt some tears in the very back of his eyes.

“Shonjin I heard some noise! You better be in bed young lady!” he heard the mother’s voice call.

“N-no...I...didn’t...” he murmured gripping his head, a few drops of blood running down from his cheeks.

“Honey I know you can hear me!” the mother yelled again. Sasuke gripped his hair, looking down at the now dead girl, her eyes wide open and her skin so pail that it was like the life and soul had literally been sucked out of her. He heard footsteps coming up the stairs and his sensitive ears almost made it like he was listening to thunder and it felt as if another headache was starting up. The door suddenly opened and Sasuke’s eyes widened,

“Shonjin I told you, it’s bed t–!” the mother was about to scold but stopped in mid sentence and gasped. Sasuke immediately stood up and darted toward the window feeling a lamp crash into his back,

“YOU MONSTER!” the women shouted, “Why? Why did you have to take my baby away from me?” Sasuke winced as he leapt out through the window, breaking through the glass. He landed on a roof top below, feeling shards of glass fall over him, as he quickly ran off, the words echoed in his ears. He felt himself suddenly collapse as he gripped his head in agony. He crawled into a dark alley and laid there, in to much pain to move. The taste of the horrid blood still hanging in his mouth.

“Why...why...me...?” he questioned in a shaky voice to himself, his body curling into a little ball.