Jayden Winters would like you to note…that you just lost the game, if you hadn't lost it in the last chapter and/or it has been fifteen or more minutes since you read the last chapter.

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Dead

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"Stupid Sasuke…always thinking he's better than everyone else…" Naruto grumbled to himself, clenching his hands into fists. He turned around toward the entrance of Konoha and, not taking the hour into consideration, screamed at the top of his lungs. The declaration was clear: Sasuke was at the bottom of his list of people he was happy with and thus, on his shit list. Why did Sasuke always have to be like that? Why did he always have to close himself up and look all…mopey? Didn't he realize that he hurt the people that cared for him most by doing stupid stuff like that?

It had been another night of a distant Sasuke. He had been more of a bastard than the night before. He refused to talk about Sakura's mysterious disappearance. He acted like he didn't care that their friend, their teammate, had up and disappeared. He pretended like he didn't care that all evidence pointed to foul play. And this frustrated Naruto to no end.

And it was ridiculous, he thought. He knew that Sasuke cared for Sakura. Naruto knew how much the raven cared for the girl; he had taken a near-fatal injury for her just weeks ago. If that didn't prove that Sasuke cared for Sakura, he didn't know what did. He wished that Sasuke would show some sort of concern-some sort of emotion-anything. He was far too stoic for Naruto's taste.

Naruto wiped the small traces of liquid off of his face and continued down the cobblestone road to the building he called his home. He would get to Sasuke, he was sure of it. He'd make Sasuke open up to him somehow. After all, they shared a strong bond of friendship. They were still close…just in a different way. That's what he wanted to believe. He wanted to believe, more than anything, that Sasuke did care, that his words declaring his loathing for Naruto were simply out of anger that he didn't know how to direct in any other way.

He was in denial.

Naruto, age nineteen, aspired to be the next Hokage. For his entire life, he had always been teased, tormented, mocked. He was always the kid that nobody liked, the kid that never got picked, the outcast. Someday, the entire village would see that Naruto Uzumaki was going to be Hokage. And then…Sasuke would have to open up to him. At least, that's what the blonde kept telling himself. He had absolutely exhausted himself worrying about Sakura; he didn't need it from Sasuke too.

For the time being, he decided, he needed his strength and his mind-which meant he needed sleep. In a few hours, Naruto would be out with Kakashi and Sasuke searching for clues to Sakura's whereabouts; Tsunade had warned the three not to do anything drastic and that they were to stay in the village until then.

Naruto approached his front door and walked into his home, stripped off his jacket, headband and shoes and walked straight into his room. The time he'd spent with Sasuke had required more energy than he'd realized. Before flopping down onto his bed, Naruto slipped off his shirt and pants. The moment his body hit the bed, his eyes slammed shut.

"Good morning, Naruto."

Was he dreaming? Who was talking to him? It was late and he was the only one home. Besides, he was the only person that lived in his house. He slowly opened his eyes and sat up, looking around the black room. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Maybe he'd exhausted himself more than he'd originally thought…? He was definitely dreaming.

Shaking it off, he laid his head back onto his soft pillow, pulling his blanket up over his shoulders. He glanced through his window at the crescent moon and smiled. It was almost as if it were telling him that everything was going to be alright…that things were going to work out between he and Sasuke just fine and that Sakura was alright. With his newfound reassurance, Naruto closed his eyes once more, releasing his pent-up breath.

"Or would goodnight be a more fitting term…?"

The blonde's eyes snapped open as a single hand came from nowhere and clenched his neck. He couldn't breathe. It was crushing his airway.

Black eyes peered down into his blue ones. Or at least he thought they were black. He couldn't really focus. The more he struggled, the tighter the hand became. And whoever it was, well, he was quite strong. Much stronger than Naruto was, anyway; they were holding him down with a single hand.

He felt weight shift on top of him and the hand around his throat moved to his shoulder. Naruto immediately drew in a sharp breath and looked up into the black (or were they purple?) eyes. The soft moonlight pouring in through his window revealed who the intruder was. "Sa…Sasuke…?"

The raven sneered. "Any last words, Idiot?"

"Wha…?" Naruto was at a loss for words. What the hell was Sasuke doing in his room? Furthermore, when the fuck had he become so strong? And why was the moonlight illuminating him in such a way that his skin almost looked like it was glowing…? And why was his curse mark shimmering…purple?

"Is that all you can come up with? You really are an idiot. A worthless, fucking loser." That stated, Sasuke bared his fangs and sank them deep into Naruto's collar.

"St…Stop…Sa…suke…please…"

Uchiha's lips twisted upward in pleasure. He could feel himself stiffening. Both the whimpering and the cries of pain the blonde male released were pleasing to him. His fingers curled, spilling warm, metallic liquid onto Naruto's skin. With one hand, Sasuke reached down and untied his pants, freeing his throbbing erection. With a stroke of his nails, Naruto's boxers were ruined.

Naruto was far too weak to resist Sasuke. He felt himself drifting in and out of consciousness. His vision was blurring. He couldn't grip, could barely breathe. The blonde felt his boxers tearing. This wasn't Sasuke. This couldn't be his bastard friend; Sasuke wouldn't ever do something so horrible.

But the pain was too much-both the pain of knowing that it was Sasuke and the physical pain. And when he felt his rival's length being forced inside of him, when he felt the tissues tearing, he screamed Sasuke's name out.

Death was a hard thing to accept. However, with the tremendous amount of pain Naruto Uzumaki was experiencing, death sounded alright. He inwardly laughed. So much for making it to the top-all the way to Hokage. When had things gone so awry? Ah well. Maybe in the next life, huh…?

When the raven heard his name being called, he wasn't sure how to respond. He removed his fangs from Naruto's collar, snapping back into reality. Sasuke blinked, gazing down at the blood spilling from Naruto's neck. His face was drenched with salty tears, chest covered in crimson. And his heartbeat was fading. Fast.

Blue eyes parted just enough to see their murderer one last time. The blonde's lips twitched upward as he breathed, "Good…night…Bastard…"

Upon hearing this, Sasuke instinctively brought his wrist to his mouth and tore it open, flinching. He brought his bleeding appendage down to Naruto's lips. He had fallen unconscious. The raven listened for his heartbeat; it was faint. He forced open the blonde's jaw and allowed his own blood to trickle into the idiot's mouth. Only when he was fairly certain that Uzumaki had ingested enough of his diseased blood did he move his wrist away from the teen's mouth…And what the fuck had he just done? He didn't remember a goddamned thing.

Sasuke was very scared; his blackouts were becoming more and more frequent. And now he had hurt his best friend-his only friend, really. Sasuke bit his lip and glanced down, noticing the awkward position he had somehow put himself into.

Really. What the hell had he been thinking? Naruto was his friend. And Sasuke, no, he just wasn't really feeling like himself. He felt groggy and diminished of energy. The raven pulled himself out of the blonde and frowned. Why was he…?

Blue eyes, barely parted, peered up at a confused Sasuke. At first he, himself, was confused. Why was he still alive? Shrugging it off and realizing the situation he was in, his bottom lip began to quiver. Though his body was mostly numb, he could feel a burning pain tearing through his body at an enormously fast rate. And Kyuubi…Kyuubi seemed unsettled.

Naruto's body began to convulse. Immediately, the raven frowned and, terrified of what he had just done to his best friend…his only true friend in the entire world, he fled.

The blonde's body continued to tremble uncontrollably as the burning sensation turned to cold. He was in greater pain than he had ever known. He could feel his fingernails and toenails growing rapidly; it tore his skin and caused more bleeding. Naruto's gums began to bleed out as his teeth extended. And his shoulder-it was blazing. He felt like his flesh was melting away from the bone. Crying out Sasuke's name once more, he collapsed and fell into a deep unconsciousness.

Sasuke Uchiha, as quickly as he had intended on taking Naruto's life, had saved it. But…he had stolen something precious to the blonde: his innocence. And for that, Sasuke was sure that he'd never be forgiven. Nor would he ever forgive himself.

Silently, Sasuke slipped into his own bedroom and crawled into bed. He wasn't sure of the outcome of his actions…And for all he knew, he had just created a monster.

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