Deadly Affection
I DON'T OWN NARUTO, NEVER WILL.
Naruto walked into his room going straight to his desk drawer pulling out his razor. A sadistic smile reached his faced as he saw his dried blood on it. Inside Kyuubi picked up the smell, his eyes dilated the blood lust making him deliciously excited. He egged Naruto on, " Go ahead boy, lose yourself in the pain, and give me control. Let me sate both our hungers
Naruto nodded and doused the razor into hot water and antiseptic.
On the other side of town Gaara was doing the same, his cutting faze due to his constant battle with his inner demon, Shukaku. He looked around his room, eyes roaming over the pictures of his victims, their bodies covered with blood strangely and weirdly as they formed distinct patterns. He pocketed the razor and jumped from his bedroom window not wanting to deal with the pathetic beings known as Temari and Kankuro, his brother and sister.
"Aagh." Groaned Naruto as the cool metal of the blade cut into his skin. He felt himself grow excited as the blood oozed out of his wound. Unable to resist he brought his hand to his mouth and licked the blood away. Making a few more cuts he then jumped to his feet, grabbed his coat and walked out into the storm that had started earlier in the day.
Gaara's head snapped up as the scent of blood reached him. Shukaku moaned in his head, the smell of this blood intoxicating and erotic.
"We must find the source of this blood, child."
Gaara already ahead of him, his sand going before him leaving small cuts on those he passed, the smell of their blood diffusing on the air. Each scent inhaled by Gaara and Shukaku, each making them sick, as they seemed tainted compared to the first scent.
Naruto stood underneath a cherry tree the rain soaking him making his hair blond hair stick to his face. He raked a hand through his hair and opened his eyes. His eyes once a lively cerulean color, were now a dark blue and if you stared into them to long you would swear you saw death. The coat he had been wearing now lay over a dead body, one of his victims whose blood now ran down from his lips as a tell tale sign that he had fed, or rather Kyuubi had. Oh the irony he thought. Does that even make sense? The irony of the situation? Kyuubi the personality he created to save him from his horrible fate, had indeed done that, but now after that incident, Kyuubi hadn't retreated like he had hoped, but had instead stayed within him, coming out when he cut himself and to feed on the innocent humans around.
His clothes, a black t-shirt that had been suggestively close fitting when dry, now wet was plastered on his lithe body marking out his abs and pectorals. The white pant he wore had drops of blood, his and his victims, staining it and making swirls as the rain ran down it.
He lifted his head to the sky and smiled sadly, his fangs bared and just stood, praying the rain could wash away his sins.
Gaara and Shukaku now agitated finally picked up the scent of the blood and followed it to the park. He walked slowly towards the center of the park to the big cherry tree. Here the scent of the blood enveloped him and his groin instantly hardened, not realizing his eyes were closed he opened them and if possible he hardened even more when his rested on Naruto.
A flash of lightning hit the lamppost sending it crashing to the ground beside the angel, splashing the large amount of water that had collected on the ground upwards into a small wave, which threatened to drench the angel even more. It came crashing down over the angel, his angel he decided and ran off into the shape of a sphere.
Naruto created a psychic barrier when his acute hearing picked up the lightning hitting the lamppost. In his mind's eye he went through what his hearing picked up. The lamppost falling, hitting the water, the water splashing and falling toward him like a small wave. He smirked once more his fangs bared.
Weirdly enough the white light from the lamp had not faded and now framed him giving him an other worldly look. He inhaled; registering the new scent he turned his head towards the newcomer, "Gonna stand there all night looking or what?"
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