"NO!" A blood-curling scream exploded inside the house, disturbing the almost eerie silence of the long empty corridors and rudely awakening the formerly sleeping body that grumbled in slight annoyance, cuddling into the sleeping form next to him.
"Please! P-Please don't do this! L-Leave me alone, t-take me instead...N-No!"
Another desperate scream broke the half-asleep man out of his musings, he cringed at the tone of the voice, it sounded terrified and frantic. He sat up, rubbing his tired eyes; he waited a few seconds, waiting for the sleep-induced confusion to dissipate.
"S-SHIT!" the now awake man cried, frenziedly looking for his gun that always rested in one of his drawers.
"N-No! No! Please!" The boy started sobbing again, choking in his attempt to keep quiet.
"What's going on!" Another voice gasped
The pale man stilled, his hands buried into a drawer filled with papers and strange machines, he turned to his left, finding his love awake.
"Iruka, God Iruka he's here! I think he is in Naruto's room!"
"Don't do this! PleasAaaaghhh!" The voice under a pained howl making the brunette wheeze, his chocolate eyes tearing up "Naruto!" he yelled as he tried to run out of the room.
Kakashi was quicker and before Iruka could run out of the door and do something rash he had grabbed the man's wrist, effectively stopping him.
"No Iruka, you stay here and fill up suitcases with clothes, we are leaving as soon as I give you the signal"
"NO! I-I have to get my s-son back!" Iruka exploded, tears bathing his red cheeks.
"No time to argue! I am stronger than you, I have more chances of fighting and beating him than you! Please for the first time in your life do as I say!" Kakashi half-yelled grabbing his gun and inhaling sharply
"O-Okay! But Please be careful and get N-Naruto back!" Iruka sobbed hugging the pale white haired man.
Kakashi nodded, quickly devouring the other's lips in an attempt to impregnate his wonderful taste in his memory. After all this could be the last time he got to kiss Iruka. Kakashi gazed at his love one more time and ran out of the room and into the hallway, trying to locate the screaming boy's room in the imperturbable darkness.
The frantic man reached a black door and kicked it open, feeling his body instantly freeze.
There were two bodies on the bed, both caked in blood, A blonde boy lay on top of the bed being pinned under another body that tried to maintain the blonde immobile.
"Get off of my son!" Kakashi yelled, aiming his gun at the man on top.
The body on top turned to look at Kakashi, his pupils growing with bloodlust, a sadistic smirk stretching his blood-covered lips
Without thinking it twice Kakashi fired the gun, feeling relief when he heard the grunt of pain
"Stupid cretin, you think that stupid rock you threw at me can stop me? Your love for this boy will be your end"
Naruto who had been quiet the whole time whimpered loudly "N-No D-Dad! I'll be fine, believe me! p-please run. Dad please. RUUUUNAGHHH..."
"NARUTOO!"
"Arghhh!" Sasuke jumped awake, he panted harshly his lungs aching for air, he tried standing up but fell back onto the couch, his body trembling in exertion.
Sasuke looked around, he had fallen asleep in the TV room's couch and judging by the sunshine around the closed drapes covering the windows it was almost morning.
The breathless boy wiped his face, feeling the cold sweat seep into his sleeve. "Just a dream Sasuke, just a weird dream about three dead guys that used to live in your new house, nothing out of the ordinary..." he whispered to himself, his words drenched in sarcasm.
"Sasuke, wake up! You have to get ready for your first day!" Mikoto yelled from the kitchen, she looked at the ingredients on the kitchen's table and grinned. Today she would not burn her family's pancakes, and if she did, she could always say they were chocolate. "I am the best stay home mom!" she giggled to herself as she greased up a pan.
"Yes mother" Sasuke responded, standing up from the couch and walking towards the kitchen.
"So, remember our agreement you'll need to make some friends today" Mikoto said sternly as she straightened Sasuke's school shirt.
"Hn"
"I will need names and digital prove that said friend exists" Mikoto continued as she eyed the students that chatted animatedly as they entered the small white high school.
The building was an old cream color, the color white items took with age, 'Konoha high school' the sign read in rusted metal. You could tell the infrastructure had been standing since the late 1800's.
"Ready Sas?" Mikoto said as she handed Sasuke a brown bag, probably his 'lunch'
'As if she expects me to actually ingest this' He thought grimly as he held the paper bag tighter.
"Yes, Goodbye mother, prepare to ship me to London" He smirked as he walked away from his mother and into the school
"Get ready to loose Sas!" Mikoto giggled back as she went back to her car, she had seen this cooking class being offered in her local mini market, and she would surprise everyone! They would see who the last one laughing would be!
"Hi my name is Susie!" A girl grinned at Sasuke as she thrust her hand forward, intent in touching the new hot guy's hand.
"And I care because?" Sasuke growled, he turned around and started walking, following the signs that led to the library. The lady at the office had said 'reading period' was his first class and he could not wait to clear his mind from the image of those haunting blues.
Sasuke sighed again. Why was he so affected by a fictitious nightmare filled with strangers? He knew everything he had seen wasn't real, but he also knew blue eyes like those, painted by the very hand of god should not be scrunched up in terror and they should definitely not shine with unshed tears. Eyes like those should shine with life and happiness. That hadn't been the worst though; his desperate voice had made Sasuke's heart shrivel in sadness. The blonde boy's screams were the most soul-ripping screams he'd heard in his life, how was it possible to carry such angst and distress in such melodious tone?
Sasuke continued walking, his destination is sight, he hurried his pace not wanting to speak to anyone else.
Before the Uchiha could reach for the door handles, he noticed the slight tug of his sleeve.
"I knew you wouldn't like her, I am like so much prettier than her! Hi, my name is Amy" Another girl had approached him before he could open the large and dusty doors that lead to the library.
"Listen, 'Amy' number one, I don't give a rat's bum and Number two, you and me? Never going to happen! " Sasuke sneered as he opened the door and closed it in the desperate girl's face
Sasuke looked up and he almost let his jaw drop, the library was old fashioned to the point were it looked like a mini Hogwarts. It was beautiful.
The marble floors shone with pride, holding up enormous columns that sustained a painted roof depicting an epic fight between two angels and three archangels fighting against a pair of demons that seemed to be hissing in anger. The roof also had a chandelier that accentuated the extravagance of the old gothic furniture; all in all it was a breathtaking room.
"Okay students, grab a book, take a seat and be quiet! I will not tolerate loud noises" An old hag with black hair and red eyes loudly whispered, immediately turning her head away from her students.
Sasuke scanned the library sections, they were divided by subject and most of the students were clumped around the science fiction and teen romance sections.
Truth is, Sasuke could care less about what book he read, he just wanted to be alone and holding a book to his face so his stupid classmates would stop talking to him.
After minutes of looking for a quiet space he found a small corner with an empty table, there was no one around and the maze like shelves made the little space somewhat secret and secluded, it was perfect!
Without hesitating, Sasuke reached for the closest book to his hand and sat down, not giving a second glance at his surroundings.
Black eyes scanned the book's cover with interest. 'Konoha and the paranormal: A brief but informative blast to the past'
"Good choice, that is the best book about paranormal beings in Konoha of the whole library, though that is to be expected, it was a Haruno that wrote that book after all..."
Sasuke huffed in annoyance, couldn't he catch a fucking break? He looked up, irritation clear in his face.
"What would you know about the paranormal?"
Emerald eyes glimmered in pride "More than you newbie!" The pink haired girl pulled up her black and white checkered skinny's making her neon suspenders shift across her voluptuous chest. The girl sat down next to Sasuke, ignoring the angry glares the stoic boy sent her way.
"Sakura Haruno at your service" She smiled, extending her bracelet covered hand
"So I take it that it was your family who wrote this book?" Sasuke enquired, opening the pages and greedily taking in all the information his brain could process at a time.
"My grandfather to be exact! Me and him have always been close due to the fact we share hobbies!" She stated, still holding her hand, waiting for Sasuke to shake it
"Which is?" He asked curiously
"The paranormal of course!" She grinned "Are you going to shake my hand or are you going to keep being a rude bastard!? I am not made of metal you know!"
"Hn" He uttered, slowly shaking her hand "Sasuke Uchiha"
"Well my new disciple, what would you like to know about the worlds we cannot see!"
"Well, my messiah" Sasuke snorted, sarcasm and amusement drenching his words "I do not believe in fairy tails or whatever you call it, all of the photos here are just fake"
"As if!" She gritted out "This is real evidence of what's beyond our comprehension, decades of observations and studies have been poured into this piece of gold!" Sakura exclaimed angrily, her hands turning the pages, showing Sasuke glimpses of dark and blurry pictures of shadows and shots of what it seemed to be people from afar.
"I'm leaving, psycho" Sasuke huffed, his eyes sparing the book a last glance. Black eyes widened comically, he felt his blood freeze inside his veins.
The image was blurry and the lighting was not the best, but it was in color. The photograph showed a tanned boy, he was shirtless, one big hand pushing the camera away, his hair shone brightly as if it had been colored by the sun rays themselves, startled eyes looked away from the camera but what was more surprising, the hand that was free was clenched to his side, his fingertips seemed to be lit with blue fire but his skin didn't look as if it was burning.
One look to those blue eyes and Sasuke knew who it was.
"That one is my favorite" She whispered "The photo was taken in 1978" by an anonymous source who swore the boy's whole hand caught on fire after the picture was taken, of course no one believed him and the legend says he went crazy and left town.
Sasuke let his slim fingers trace the picture, how could it be? 1978? The picture he had claimed the boy had lived in the 1930's!
"He is beautiful isn't he?" she smiled as she looked at Sasuke's shocked face "We call him 'Kyuubi, Konoha's eternal demon...'"
