-Ohio everyone! I apologize sincerely for my other story. "Anthem of Our Dying Day" is STILL under construction and is fairing badly! The second chapter will be up soon though, I promise!
Sasuke: glares nobody likes liars.
Me: glares back am not! Alright! Hope you like this one!-
-Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Naruto or any of its characters. I own Tsume and Dementia cuz their MINE. The song this is based on is Breathe by Sia. I don't own that either…depressed
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DEMON TALKING
Summary: Blood. She needed to feel the therapeutic sticky substance between her fingers. But he was so beautiful…so kind to her…could she kill him? SakuxNaru NaruxOocxSasu
Chapter 1:
"…And your team will be team seven." The old man told the young woman who stood before him. She had a very pale complexion with signs of insomnia around her wide innocent onyx eyes. Her ebony hair was short and spiky, framing her face perfectly. Her cherry red lips were in a tight line. She was slender and wore a black sleeveless jumpsuit with netting underneath. Yup, she was new.
"It is unheard of for four people to be on a team but…we can make an exception for you." The old man smiled kindly at her, reminding her of a tinfoil wrapper that was all crinkled. "I'm sure Kakashi wont mind."
Awariku Tsume bowed her thanks and left the room. 'For Hokage, the old man's not too bad.' She flicked a stray hair out of the way, trying to remember if she should go right or left to her new paid for apartment. Let's just say her old village really wanted to get rid of her. A sudden wave of nausea suddenly racked her.
HE WILL COME TO HATE US LIKE THE REST…stated an unearthly female voice in her head.
Tsume walked, ignoring the strange looks some bystanders were giving her. It was normal for her to feel sick when the demoness inside her decided to talk to her. 'So you've awaken…Dementia…again…'
YOU DON'T SOUND PLEASED TO HEAR ME, CUB. Tsume heard Dementia snigger. DON'T THINK I'LL LIE DORMANT FOR LONGER THAN TWO DAYS.
Tsume frowned as she started on the stairs to her apartment. 'It was three. You're really in your own little world behind those bars, aren't you?'
DO NOT ANTAGONIZE ME, CUB. Dementia shifted inside of Tsume, throwing her off balance. She bumped into someone on the stairs and started to fall backwards with a gasp. Someone grabbed her arm and righted her.
"be careful." Someone said calmly.
Tsume blinked owlishly at an onyx haired and eyed boy. "Oh! I'm so sorry!" She apologized quietly.
YUMMY…Dementia snickered. LOOK AT THAT BODY.
"HEY TEME!!!! GET BACK HERE!!!!" Something orange, blue, and blonde, hurtled down the stairs.
'Teme' trapped Tsume against the wall, out of harms way, his hands on either side of her head. Unfortunately a leg fell behind and Tsume's left thigh ended up pressed against his. Tsume blushed furiously, curious emotions swirling around her head.
Fast and Furious tripped over her outstretched leg and fell the rest of the way down.
'Teme' smirked. "Nice touch. That Dobe will be feeling that one for a week."
"SASUKE!!!" Someone screeched, almost shattering windows.
Tsume winced visibly as this reached her super-sensitive ears. She couldn't cover them because her hands were the only thing that stopped her from falling.
Ooo…LET'S KILL THAT ONE FIRST…Dementia suggested as a pink haired stick figured girl came into view, her sea foam orbs studying Tsume with an accusing looks. She suddenly gasped and crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at Tsume.
Tsume replied angrily, "Hey! It's not as if I asked for the extra sex appeal!"
Sasuke removed himself and walked away like nothing happened. Obviously, he was a little embarrassed.
Tsume fell on her butt. "Ow!"
"Who are you, you seducing demoness?!" The pink haired girl pointed at Tsume who had suddenly stiffened.
Panic flowed thick and hot through her veins. 'Don't tell! Don't tell!' She wanted to scream.
SHE'S RIGHT…
Tsume backed away with fear. She ran away up the stairs to apartment 13YE. She opened the door and hurriedly closed it.
BUT SHE DOESN'T KNOW IT…
Tsume placed her back against the door and slid down, covering her face with her hands. 'Why do I have to kill, Dementia?' She asked. It wasn't the first time she had asked this.
THEIR BLOOD SAVES YOU…Dementia gave her traditional answer, shifting once again in her. IT SAVES YOU FROM YOUR SICKNESS.
Tsume glanced at her scarred arms, left bare because everyone here would thing she did some huge training back at home. The truth was, all the scars were from IV's. 'My sickness…' She turned her attention on the apartment. It was a quaint little place with a room off to the right for the bedroom and bathroom. The kitchen and living room were sharing space, separated only at the line where carpet met linoleum flooring. A huge window facing the door and kitchen decorated the living room. Everything looked dusty and unused. 'At least there's no weird stains on the carpet.' Tsume thought as she heaved herself up to look at the window. She opened the broken blinds just a little to see Fast and Furious blonde fighting Sasuke. She opened the window a small inch to hear what they were saying. She couldn't hear everything they said, being on the third floor and all.
"Dobe. She was just a girl. And she was in the way."
"How do you explain the leg thing then? I'd say you guys looked comfy that way!"
Tsume blushed, unconsciously touching her thigh.
YOU LIKED IT…Dementia accused.
Tsume turned her head to the side as if signifying neutrality.
"That was a mistake."
"Sasuke, you dog, you…that girl! Why, I should go up there right now and tell her how you feel about her!"
Tsume watched as Sasuke sent blondie flying.
"Dobe!"
"TEME!"
"Dobe!"
"FINE! If you don't like her, I'll go bust a move on her!"
Tsume laughed. Hard.
Sasuke and blondie looked up at her window.
Tsume walked away and sat on the couch, laughing helplessly. "OMG!" She laughed until she was almost coughing up blood. She took off her backpack, filled with her only possessions and threw it on the floor. A music box fell and dented the floor. It opened and music flowed out; a woman singing: "You belong to me my Snow White Queen. There's nowhere to run so lets just get it over with…"
Tsume shut it off quickly. It was better that she didn't turn 'black' right now.
'Black' was when she killed people.
Someone knocked.
Tsume cautiously opened the door just a bit.
"HI!" blondie scratched the back of his head. "I'm Uzumaki Naruto! That Teme's-" He jerked his thumb back and Tsume could see Sasuke pouting behind Naruto. "-teamate."
Tsume opened up the door a little bit more, curious. "Which team?"
"Team seven!" Naruto gave her two thumbs up. "The best team there is! So…? What's your name?"
Tsume smiled and moved so they could come in. "Awariku Tsume."
Naruto marched in, winking at Sasuke.
Sasuke scowled but followed Naruto in.
Naruto plopped himself on the ocuch. Sasuke sat on the other end, close to the window.
"I'm from the snow country, originally." She admitted, sitting in a chair.
"Wow!" Naruto leaned forward and stared at her through cerulean eyes. "That's far!"
"That's what everyone over there said about here when they heard where I was going." Tsume hid the fact that they were pleased about the distance behind a smile.
"Where's your family?" Naruto asked, looking around.
"Dead." Tsume answered, emotionless. "Genocide." 'Committed by me…' She added in her head, thogh the thought curiously held no emotions besides sadness. It was a lie but who cared?
Naruto and Sasuke exchanged a look. "By whom?" Sasuke asked, curious.
"A demoness…" Tsume said softly. "The blood…" she shook her head. "Enough about me. What about you guys?"
Sasuke raised an eyebrow at her. "Uchiha Sasuke. Fourteen. Team seven."
Naruto pointed a teasing finger. "Lady killer extrodinaire. EVERY girl is madly in love with him." He leaned forward conspiratorally. "Are you?"
Tsume leaned back. "No. I just barely met him!"
Sasuke hit Naruto over the head, knocking him over. "Dobe." He turned to Tsume. "I forgot to apologize in advance at the door for anything he did. I'll just apologize now."
Tsume laughed softly. "I accept your apology but he isn't that bad, is he?"
"You have no idea." Was the reply.
Tsume laughed again.
"what team are you?" Naruto asked from the floor.
"Well I just barely got put on your guys' team." Tsume smiled shyly.
"Sweet!" Naruto punched the air. "The three of us will totally rule!"
"You forgot Sakura." Sasuke pointed out.
"Nani?" Tsume cocked her head to the side. "That's a really pretty name.."
"Oh!" Naruto grinned. "Sakura-chan! She's hott!"
Tsume's head was starting to throb. The sun was going down and the bloodlust was returning.
Noticing Tsume wincing, Sasuke grabbed Naruto by the back of his neck. "Come on Dobe. Time to leave." He nodded at Tsume. "Tsume-san." Formal. Polite. But slightly scary. He dragged Naruto out.
"Bye Tsume-chan!"
"Don't be so familiar." SMACK!
"Shut up, Teme!"
Finally the door shut.
YOU NEED BLOOD, CUB. WE DO.
Tsume curled up on the couch. "No…" She whimpered as a familiar pain started in her stomach. "No…not tonight of all nights…I won't…" She screwed her eyes shut.
FOOLISH CUB. Dementia appeared before her, a slim lady wearing a glamorous dress with wolf ears and five tails. She grinned evilly at Tsume from behind bars, showing her fangs. YOU KNOW YOU'LL HAVE TO TOMMOROW NIGHT.
Tsume whimpered as hot pain left her in agony. "No…" She gasped defiantly. Images of all her victims flashed through her head as she sobbed into the couch. The horror on their faces, the metallic taste of blood, red…all red…It made Tsume sick. "I'm…s-sorry…" She choked out to no one in particular. They didn't know how many nights of agony she had spent, battling her sickness. She would try so hard to stop herself but the pain would just increase. And with everyone hating her for her disease, no one would hold her when she hurt. No one would comfort her when she cried. She had gone to her first few victim's funerals only to be beaten half to death by adults; even children. She was a monster and nobody ever loved monsters.
soooo? good? Yeeess??? Chapter two, coming up! -Hanyou Deamon
