Hi again! :D I know that it's been several months since I last updated, and truthfully, it's been several months since I've even thought about fanfiction....but lately, for whatever reason, I've come back and would like to continue to write this story, seeing as I already know how it ends. This here is a preview of the upcoming chapter Seven (Epiphany). Let me know if it's to your liking!
Naruto frowned. "That's ridiculous. You're ridiculous. You should stop reading so many vampire books. Good night." He moved to get up, but Sasuke's hand was suddenly gripping his elbow. He turned.
When his eyes fell upon Sasuke's face, Naruto realized that he wasn't GOING to be able to leave the room. Sasuke had something to say; and it was obvious that he needed Naruto to hear. So he sat back down.
Sasuke pulled his arm back and replaced himself on the couch opposite Naruto. Folding his hands in front of him in a familiarly pensive position, he slowly let out a large breath of air through his nostrils, as if not quite sure if he should let out a secret.
Naruto waited. He was still pissed off, that was for sure. And he was tired, and still shaken up from his nightmare. But Sasuke looked so SERIOUS...
After a while the silence became too much for Naruto and he blurted out his questions. "I don't know what you mean by vampires exactly, but I don't think that I was bitten by ANYTHING, even if we DID get in a fight. There'd be a bigger scar on my neck, wouldn't there? Like, flesh tearing and everything? And I'd be bruised from hitting a wall. And what do you MEAN I'm suppressing my memories?! I know for a fact that nothing much happened after we left the cafe; if it was even worth mentioning I'd remember it, right? Listen, you should just..." He trailed off, shaking his head. "It's too late for this."
Sasuke looked at him intensely, silently. And after Naruto was done rambling, he looked back. His guest looked tired-- exhausted, really-- and like he needed a break from-- whatever. They sat there in Naruto's worn-down apartment for an indeterminable length of time; the night's silence was heavy and void of interruptions. Neither of them said a word.
Until finally, moving with what looked like a great effort, Sasuke shifted on the couch, readjusting the blankets behind him. He pulled off this reading glasses, carefully folding them and setting them on the table. And as he did so, he spoke.
"Naruto, I need you to be patient and open-minded for a while, okay? Don't interrupt, don't ask questions, don't attempt to disprove the content of my speech before I'm finished speaking. Got it?" Naruto nodded. "Good." He pinched the bridge of his nose and rubbed his eyelids.
"When we left that cafe it was very late, late enough that the trains were no longer running. But my home was close enough that we could go there, you agreed to come back with me.
"However, as we neared my building, we were ambushed. You, the sleepy and surprised human, had no idea what was going on, I'm sure. But our attackers did, and I'm fairly sure that I know now what was happening. We were being farmed....or at least that was what was supposed to be happening.
"You see, my family's got some major territorial issues, the main reason being that the only living member OF the family besides myself is my bastard of a brother. And...my brother isn't exactly kind. He knew that I was there and that I had someone with me...someone I guess he assumed was my dinner." He looked up at Naruto's face, riddled with confusion as it was.
"...Dinner?"
