Vulnerable Strength
Naruto POV
The blinding light derived from the sun shone through the window of the train. Sitting alone, a man clad in orange scrolled through his phone, searching for directions to his new home.
Another hour, the man stepped off the train, scanning the area quickly.
"Is that the President's son?" he heard someone say.
"Naruto Uzumaki? Yes, I think it is! I would never mistake that combination of blond hair and blue eyes!"
"He's even more handsome in person" a third girl said.
"I know! Beauty and mystery, almost like a vampire" the second girl said.
"Are you kidding me? He has tan skin, he's a werewolf" the first girl said.
Naruto smiled to himself. Running his hand through his unruly hair, he looked at the three girls, smirked, and gave them a wink. He walked away, leaving the girls in a daze.
They weren't wrong. Naruto was of the supernatural kind. A vampire, not werewolf. Naruto was a new age vampire. Split into two categories: Irradiates and Degenerates.
Irradiates were vampires that came out mainly during the day. Blessed with the gifts from Apollo, Irradiates could wield a bow, use healing scriptures, and had the ability to control fire. Irradiates had sun kissed skin, hair as golden as the sun, and eyes as beautiful as the sky. They were what the supernatural society consider them kind vampires. Instead of blood, Irradiates take the energy of humans. Not taking years off their life, but only energy that can be recovered after one sleeps.
Like a coin, there was always another side.
Degenerates were the opposite of Irradiates. Degenerates could only come out at night. Degenerates are those who are blessed by Artemis. With the ability to shape shift and speak to animals, wield a bow, and control the water. Though Artemis leans more towards women, there are many males who were unable to come to the light and stayed to the night. Degenerates were pale, hair as white as the moon, and dark, soulless eyes. Staying in the shadows, beckoning humans to them. Stealing their life source, blood.
Walking west, Naruto looked at his phone once more to validate his sense of direction.
Bam!
Holding his chin, Naruto realized something, what was that taste? Looking down, Naruto saw the most beautiful person he has ever been in the presence of. A man with pale skin, raven hair, and dark eyes filled with something Naruto could not place.
"I am so sorry!" Naruto said offering his hand to the male.
The man glared at him and ignored the offending hand. Picking himself off the ground, the man continued on his way.
"Wait!" Naruto grabbed the mans upper arm. He tastes so good, almost as good as ramen!
"Don't touch me!" he screamed.
Naruto let go and held up both arms to show he meant no harm.
With a small huff, the man walked away quickly.
Naruto looked at his right hand. That taste. What was that? I have never tasted something so delectable before. Shaking his head, Naruto picked up his bags and left towards his new apartment.
"Ah! Home sweet home!" Naruto said as he flopped on the couch. Turning on his back, Naruto looked up at the ceiling.
I have never tasted anything like that. Whenever I feed off someone's energy, it always has tasted so bland. Why does his taste so delectable? I have to find him!
With renewed vigor, Naruto got off the couch and started to put his stuff away in drawers. Can't start looking for him with my crap still in boxes.
A knock on the door stopped Naruto from organizing. Clicking a button on the screen next to the door showed a picture of a man carrying a box.
Opening the door, Naruto signed for the package and set it on the kitchen table.
"I thought everything was already here. I didn't order anything did I?" Naruto rotated the box. Folding his arms, Naruto rolled his eyes looked at the name, Sasuke Uchiha, Apartment 356. Sighing, Naruto picked up the box and put on his shoes.
Naruto walked out of his apartment and went towards Sasuke's apartment.
Naruto knocked on the door and waited. Three seconds later, nothing. He tried again. And again. But still nothing. Eye twitching, Naruto knocked harder. "Yo, Sasuke! Your package was delivered at my house accidentally! I have-"
"Just leave it on the mat" came a smooth voice.
Glaring at the speaker next to the door, Naruto spoke again. "Can't you come and get it? I would really like to meet my neighbor," he finished with a smile.
"No thank you, Mr. Personal Space."
"Excuse me?" Naruto said.
"No thank you, Mr. Personal Space."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Naruto said annoyed.
"Did you really forget in the span of an hour, Dobe?"
Him! The person I ran into? "It's you!" Naruto pointed at the door. Naruto could feel the eye roll on the other side of the door.
"Yes, and now would you please leave the box on the mat and leave?"
"No."
"What?"
"I said no. I refuse to allow you to get this box with so much ease. When you are ready to be a decent human being, come to my apartment and I will give you the box." Naruto walked off, not before thinking, this is perfect! I can meet him and maybe take some more of that delicious energy. So delectable. I could be full of it for days.
Opening his apartment door, Naruto put the box down by the door. Taking off his shoes, Naruto restarted unpacking.
Sasuke POV
Today was just not his day. Sasuke stared at his computer trying to make sense of the data. There was no correlation between their newest product and the ones customers have purchased before.
Leaning back in his office chair, Sasuke put a hand over his eyes. If he did not have this done before midnight, his father was going to kill him.
Sasuke Uchiha is the Chief Marketing Officer at Visintel corp. A business that produces and sells technological advancements designed to push the limits of human innovation further.
Sasuke had been looking at this data for the past two days, but he was not able to figure out a good way to market the company's newest product.
Ring!
Sasuke sat up straight and picked up his cell phone.
"This is Sasuke."
"Do you have the data sorted out yet?"
"I am sorry, sir. I will have it done by tonight."
Sasuke heard a sigh from the other line. "You better, or there will be dire consequences." The statement sent shivers down Sasuke's spine. "Filthy child" was the last thing Sasuke heard before the man disconnected the call.
Still hold the phone to his ear, Sasuke started to slightly shake. Sasuke looked at his hands, seeing nothing but filth on them.
Quickly standing up and opening his office door, Sasuke made his way to the bathroom.
Another five hours later, Sasuke walked out of the seventy-four-story building. Hands in his suit pockets, he made his way towards his apartment. Sasuke subconsciously dodged people so as to not make contact with them. Too lost in thought, Sasuke didn't notice the blond man walking straight towards him.
Bam!
Sasuke fell down and held his forehead. Sasuke barely heard the apology from the man and when he saw a hand extended towards him, he ignored it and stood up, determined to go home and clean himself. Looking up at the man, Sasuke noticed the tanned skin, bright blond hair, and the beautiful blue eyes he could get lost in.
"Wait!" Sasuke felt a hand grab his upper arm.
"Don't touch me!" Sasuke yelled and yanked his arm away. He walked quickly towards his apartment, refusing to touch anyone else.
Sasuke made it back to his apartment, out of breath and shaking. Closing and locking the front door, Sasuke slid down to the ground and looked at his hands. Nothing was out of the ordinary, but nothing made Sasuke feel more out of control than what had happened only fifteen minutes ago.
Standing up, Sasuke walked to his bathroom and started the shower. Scrubbing his arms red, turning up the water heat, nothing could make him feel clean. Sasuke sighed and stepped out of the shower, dried himself off, and put on a black T-shirt and some jeans.
Sasuke sat at his desk and attempted to resume the work on the data.
About thirty minutes later, a knock on the door ruined Sasuke's concentration. Sasuke went back to his work, hoping the person would just leave. Regretfully, the person tried twice more. Annoyed, Sasuke got up and walked towards the door. "Yo, Sasuke! Your package was delivered at my house accidentally! I have-"
"Just leave it on the mat" Sasuke said coolly. Looking at the screen next to the door, Sasuke realized it was the man who he ran into only an hour ago.
"Can't you come and get it? I would really like to meet my neighbor," he finished with a smile.
"No thank you, Mr. Personal Space." Sasuke looked at the man through the tiny screen, enjoying the look of annoyance in the blond mans features.
"Excuse me?" Naruto said.
"No thank you, Mr. Personal Space."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Naruto said annoyed.
"Did you really forget in the span of an hour, Dobe?"
"It's you!" The man rudely pointed at the door.
Sasuke rolled his eyes. "Yes, and now would you please leave the box on the mat and leave?" Sasuke did not want to meet this person face-to-face. Door-to-face was fine with him.
"No."
"What?" Sasuke's eye twitched.
"I said no. I refuse to allow you to get this box with so much ease. When you are ready to be a decent human being, come to my apartment and I will give you the box." The man walked off without a goodbye. He didn't leave the box, he just left with the request Sasuke come to his apartment and get it.
"That, that, Dobe!" Sasuke said in frustration. Running his hand through his raven hair, Sasuke walked back to this desk and resumed looking at the data.