Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Blood is thicker then Wine ❯ Ino ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Blood is thicker then wine
Summary: Ino a beautify made vampire who stalks the night, stumbles upon a mortal she can't get enough of, only this night she gets a night of passion, and possibly something much more…InoSaku Yuri AU
Rated M- Next chapter will be rated Nc-17 for girl on girl action.
A/N- I was in the mood for yuri, this was in my old pile of things I have written long ago. I decided to post because it isn't long, two chapters tops and it's already done. And yes, I am a girl who loves Yuri. I love it just as much as I love Yaoi. Its strange to me that (some) girls like yaoi but hate and despise Yuri. Means the same to me -smiles- I hope you like this short Yuri series…

It was dark, really, really dark.
Sakura stumbled on the concrete curb breaking the heal of her expensive shoe. Cursing herself, she continued walking (or rather limping) through the darkness of the city. She was hungry and decided on Chinese—the place downstairs of her apartment with the annoying blinking light— for a midnight snack after a failed attempt to get laid at the bar. Why not? The day couldn't get worse, right?
Over all, today wasn't a very good day for her.
After `accidentally' spilling hot coffee on her boss's face, (hell he had it coming for calling her small breasted, big forehead whore) at the publishing company. She was fired on the spot. Sakura then went home early to find her five-year long time boyfriend Naruto sleeping—ok fucking to be honest— her best friend Tenten in HER bed. After hysterical crying, throwing things at his head, telling him she hated his guts, he left with Tenten saying he was sorry. But deep down she knew he wasn't.
She loved him. He hurt her. Sure she only dated him to get in his best friend's pants—Sasuke the other bastard he was probably doing, but over time she really grew to love Naruto. Love him for being himself. She probably shouldn't have been so mad if he was cheating with another woman, but now she doubted herself because… what does that say about her?
So once he left, she got herself all pretty, lipstick, blush—the works. Dressed in a nice short skirt, black strapless tank top with long high heal shoes. She wanted to have a little fun and decided to go to the bar. Apparently men aren't attracted to pink hair, the best she got was an fifty year old man who mistaken her for a whore and asked for a hand-job in the back of the parking lot.
Pissed off, she drank and drank—about five cups of whiskey, three shots of brandy, until the bartender kicked her out for singing, dancing on the tables, and cursing every man ever born.
Now on the streets, she became real sober when she almost broke her leg stumbling to her apartment. It was cold and every part of her body had Goosebumps all over her skin. As soon as she saw the blinking Chinese shop in the distance, closed obviously because it was 1 p.m. in the morning, she was tired. So very tired.
That's when Sakura saw that woman.
The woman was tall; she had long natural blond hair tied in a high ponytail and a stand of hair covering her left eye. She wore a black skirt with a tight black sweater that seemed to make her breasts bigger. The woman stared back, while a drip of blood flowed down her chin. Stunned, Sakura figured she was injured. "Hey, are you ok?" She walked over to the woman.
"Am I ok?" The woman whispered with a hit of amusement in her voice. She looked down on the cement and Sakura followed her gaze. When Sakura saw a lifeless body motionless on the cement floor, there was a wordless cry of fear, as she stumbled backwards. When the woman saw Sakura's fear she gave a loud chuckle of amusement.
The woman was laughing! The sick bitch! Scared for her life, Sakura started to run away. She was only a few blocks from her apartment, but because she broke her heal she didn't get very far. She fell on her palms, panting heavily.
Come to me…
Blinking away the tears, Sakura turned around. But no one was there, not one person. Was it was coming from her mind? But how?
Come to me…
This time Sakura was sure it was from her mind. She stood up slowly— as if possessed, and started walking to where she had just ran away from! What am I doing? She cried in her head. Her body wouldn't listen to her. It was moving on its own!
Slowly walking she could see the woman again. Closer…closer…stop.
"You can't run from me mortal." The woman chuckled, brushing away the blond hair out of her face.
"Who are you?" Sakura managed to whisper. He hands clenched into fists at her sides. She still couldn't move. "What do you want with me? How are you doing this?"
"Don't worry I wont kill you. I just want a taste. If it makes you feel better my name is Ino."
"My name is…"
"Sakura, I know already."
How? How do you know?
Because I can read your mind and do what ever I want to your body…
Ino walked closer. Sakura wanted to calm the wild animal that was her heart. It was thumping in her chest, banging in her ribcage. What was she going to do? Who was going to save her?
Naruto…
Tears streamed down her cheeks. She still loved him, the bastard. But how likely would it be for him to rescue her? Slim to none, that's for sure.
Ino wrapped a arm around Sakura's waist. They were so close their breasts touched, soft, Sakura could feel her breath on the nape of her neck…Ino lifted her chin, and much to Sakura's horror, her teeth lengthened into sharp knives that shined in the moonlight.
Vampire? Panic ran through her body. But they are only fairy tales…after bedtime stories to scare kids at night not real! Not …real…
Ino Gathered the scared woman into a tight embrace, the kind lovers would do, she breathed in Sakura's sent—The smell of dove soap, toothpaste, perfume, cheap brandy and…blood. It called her. With no gentleness Ino sank her teeth into Sakura's skin, worm blood filled her mouth. It was rich, sweet, and so good.
She needed more.
Drinking like a hungry beast, she needed to stop because she could feel Sakura's heart slow down to a slow rhythm. If she drank too much the woman could die. Ino didn't want that to happen…yet. Never in three hundred years did she taste such sweet blood.
Ino drew back; Sakura's vacant eyes stared back at her. Ino rained kisses on her forehead, down to her neck and licked the blood off her wounds. "Mortal, I have never tasted such sweet blood. I want more. You are mine now my sweetness."
"Yours?"
"Mine."
"No…" Sakura fainted. Falling into a peaceful slumber, on the vampires' breast.
Throwing the girl over her shoulder, Ino headed home and decided she would tie up her new toy and play with her once she regains her strength.
Only this playing won't be the drinking of blood…

Tbc? Not much Yuri in this chapter that's next chapter xD