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Chapter one of Gentle Bloodlust
I don't own anything
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The rain fell down hard and cold, making the blonde shiver in the dark alley way and wrap his cloak around himself tighter.
"S-So hungry…" He murmured through a shiver, his hair was damp and cheeks were wet, his cloak was nearly soaked and chilled his bones. If only the God of Darkness would send some kind of help or shelter his way…
"You alright?"
The cold voice made him look up, only to see onyx black eyes staring back at him. He had longs bangs for a boy, they gently caressed his cheeks while the rest of his hair was spiked out in the back. His skin was pale like the moonlight, yet beautiful. He was tall, taller than him at least, and he looked strong. Not wimpy, but not the buff meaty guy either.
"You alright?" He asked again, the whiskered blonde tried to respond with a yes, but his vision went blurry and he passed out.
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I looked at the dobe sitting in front of me. What the hell was he doing here? Was he homeless? I shrugged the thought off and approached him. I noticed how his cheeks had three slashes on them like whiskers, his blonde hair was damp from the rain and his face was wet.
"You alright?" I asked him; the only response I got was him looking up at me with misty blue eyes hazed over with tiredness and… something else. He was staring at me for a while with those eyes; I felt the blue color seeped into my own eyes, mesmerizing me at the process.
"You alright?" I called out again, he seemed to snap out of a daze and was about to answer, but his head wavered a bit before he let his eyelids fall. He had blacked out. I looked at him for a moment longer. He didn't seem too far from my age and it would be a waste for something like him to die out here all-alone. I shivered at the sudden memory of my dead parents and tried to shake it off. Reaching down I grabbed his wrist and pulled him up, supporting his weight onto me by holding his waist and shoulders, then I pulled him over my shoulder so he was facing the same direction I was. Surprisingly the kid was light. Something told me that he was going be to around for a while.
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He opened his eyes softly, revealing clouded blue eyes. He saw a white ceiling hanging above him and his cloak was off. His shirt and pants weren't wet so they were still on, but a heavy blanket was laid over him keeping the cold out. Where was he? The blonde boy pushed himself up into a sitting position and looked around. He was in a small apartment; there were a few more doors at the end of the room, a kitchen, and a small balcony. He smiled. So the Dark Lord had sent him a savior.
"You feeling alright?"
The monotone voice made him turn around, only to see the raven-haired boy again. His eyes were stoic, but they were misted over with a light coat of concern. He held a bowl of what looked like small rolls of bread and a glass of milk in the other.
"Um… yeah, thanks." He said as he got his legs off the couch and onto the floor, but regretted doing so as he shivered when the cold wood made contact with his skin. The other made his way towards him, sitting down next to him and setting down the bowl and cup on the coffee table in front of him.
"What were you doing out there dobe?" He asked in a cold tone, the blonde shot him a glare.
"I'm not a dobe, my name is Naruto. What's yours?" He asked, ignoring his question.
"I never asked for your name dobe, now tell me what the hell you were doing out there? Where do you live?" The raven-haired teen asked in an annoyed tone, Naruto's eye twitched.
"That's none of your business, whatever I do doesn't concern you so just leave it. Where's my cloak?" He asked as he stood up and looked around.
"It's in the washing machine, now tell me dobe, where do you live?" He was getting impatient with this Naruto kid, couldn't he just tell him where he lived or where his parents were?
"I don't live anywhere, now will you get my cloak already?" He asked at the stoic boy who merely shrugged.
"It's going to take an hour, that thing was so dirty, and to make it even worse, it reached all the way to your ankles so it's going to take some time to wash."
"I don't care, now just get me my cloa-" The blonde couldn't finish his sentence, he felt his vision blur again and stumbled back falling back on the couch. His breathing became ragged and cheeks flushed. The other kid gave him a weirded out look.
"Oi, dobe, what's wrong?"
"N-Nothing-g, just g-get me my cl-cloak." He stuttered, but the other did not oblige. Instead he scooted over to him and placed a hand on the whiskered boy's forehead, but pulled away in an instant.
"What the hell? You're burning up!" He said as he reached for the phone, he was stopped when Naruto grabbed his other wrist.
"It's nothing, I-I just need to… it's not that important…" He said as he pulled the other one back onto the couch.
"Tell me your name." He said with pained blue eyes.
"Sasuke."
"Sasuke… I'm so sorry…" He whispered before pulling Sasuke close and biting into his neck. His fangs penetrated through his skin and drew out blood, letting his fangs sink further into the tender flesh. Sauske gave a shudder and grabbed onto the blonde's waist. What the hell was this kid? Sasuke gave a ragged intake of breath when he felt Naruto's canines being pulled out, only to be replaced with a pair of warm lips and a tongue, drinking in the red liquid. Naruto gave a light suck and drew out more of the crimson cure, making him shudder and tighten his grip. The blonde's hold on his shoulders tightened as he drank more, letting the metallic tasting substance run down his throat and making the boy light headed. With the final sip, he gently licked the teeth marks and let go.
"Sasuke… I'm so sorry…"
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