Naruto meets a beautiful stranger who needs some tethering down to Earth. (I suck at summeries... xD)
A/N: Oi! :3 First fan-fiction ever! Woot! Anyhow... Sorry for OOCness and such. This is very modern and I may or maynot include actual or factual places :3
I do not own Naruto D: I wish I did... (remind self to ask Santa...)
And this is not for profit but for fun and awesomeness!
R&R!
.Keep Me Sane.
The blonde sat against the tree, headphones on and humming along as he flipped though the pages of his sketchbook. Some manga here, a portrait there, landscapes, city scapes, everything pretty much graced the pages. He looked out to the scene before him, blue skies and trees; lots of them. Dark greens, yellows and a stray shade of red lay before him. A smile graced his pink lips and streched across the whisker tattooed cheeks. How he wished he brought his paints, he sigh and adjusted a brightly colored beaded bracelet. Today was just like any other day for the sunshine headed young man; beautiful scenes and forgotten mediums, escape to nature from the crowded city life which hussled and bussled around him. He fished into his hoodie pocket for a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, bringing the white cylinder to his mouth watching as the flame ate the tip. 'I should probably head back... Class is going to start soon.' He heaved a great puff of smoke, gathering his things and taking off.
"Thank you for finally deciding to join us ..." He glared daggers at his elderly teacher. "Whatever." He took his seat and laid his head down to rest as the old crow lulled everyone to sleep on her lecture about the book they were to read. "Now, unlike the rest of the classes, I am letting you choose your own book. So you will have one month to read the book, complete the essays and turn in a final project." There was a groan throughout the room. The bell rang and everyone bolted from thier seats. " ... I expect you not to be late to your only class anymore... after all, if I decide not pass you, it's back here all over again..." He snorted and walked out of the door to his freedom.
"Finally!" he exclaimed as he handed his money to the bouncer. It was Friday and he finally had the chance and money to come to Kryptonite. It had been forever since he had gone to a rave and he was just dying to lose himself in the music and atmosphere. His long orange fox tail bounced behind him, his matching furry legwarmers were alittle too long and dragged on the floor. It was what he usually wore, his fox ears, tail and matching fluffies along with a blue studded collar and shorts that matched his cerulean eyes. The black fishnet tights were just for show. As he stepped in he could already feel the hungry eyes of almost every male and female there, after all, being 5'7, sunkissed, blonde and with the body of a dancer, he was certainly an attractive specimen. He idly wondered if anyone he knew would be here tonight. He figited with the many bracelets and beaded cuffs that lined both his forarms, heading for the dance floor. The bass from the many speakers was pumping heavy throughout the room and before he even knew what he was doing, his body was grinding, twisting and moving along with the beat. A few men and women made the effort to try and dance with him but he just brushed them off. Finally needing to hydrate himself, he headed towards the bar, pulling an ID and some money out of a secret compartment in his tail. They buxom brunette bartender smiled at him after checking his ID and handing him a strawberry flavored margarita. He smirked inwardly at his ability to get away with things. Taking a seat on a random couch, the blonde sipped at his drink scanning the room for any potential. Suddenly he felt the cushion next to him shift; startled he turn to the invading creature. A black long beaked mask stared at him, similar black eyes bore into his cerulean. The midnight blue hair and stood up and out of the masked head was almost as captivating as the milk white skin that seemed to almost glow in the dark. The masked man was wearing nothing more than black and blue Tripp pants with long chrome chains. They locked eyes for a while, silent, until the stranger spoke first. "Hi." He felt his cheeks flush, the voice that came from those thin pink lips was raspy, yet it made him shudder as it washed over him like cold silk. "Hey..." Those lips smirked, "Come here often?" Naruto smiled, sipping his drink, "Occasionally... what about you? I've never seen you here before." The other chuckled, scooting closer as the music suddenly got louder. "My first time here actually, I just moved here." Their bare shoulders were practically touching and Naruto couldn't help but lean in to the beautiful stranger. "Are you having fun?" The raven haired man licked his lip subconciously. "I am now..." The blonde felt his cheeks flush for the second time this night. "So...I'm Kitsune, what can I call you?" His eyes were captivating and the blonde couldn't pull his gaze from the deep obsidian. "Karasu." his deep voice practically purred. Suddenly his form slumped, making the blonde reach out to catch him. "Hey... are you rollin' man?!" he exclaimed. There was a drowsy chuckle, "Yeah... I think someone slipped me a drink..." 'Fuck.' Thought Naruto as he heaved the stranger's arm over his shoulder. The man was much taller than he, now being able to tell as he struggled to stand. "Look, I think you need to get home... maybe a shower or go to bed. Who are you here with?" Karasu smiled weakly, "No one. I got a cab here." The fox sighed irratably, but decided what was best as he drug the man up the stairs into the cold air.
Karasu as he called himself, was fast asleep on his bed, mask still intact even after throwing up several times on the way to Naruto's apartment. The sunkissed young man ran a hang over his face and through his hair, practically raking his eyes over all the milky flesh that contrasted well against the orange comforter. Kami, what was he going to do now?
A/N: aaaaaand... DONE! Sorry if it is kind of short :3 I would like to see how this does before I decide to continue. Dolly out! .3.