Chapter Eight
Naruto slipped out of bed quietly, picking up where he had left off on his journey away from the kind man that slept peacefully in the large bed. He thought the way the moon trickling in from the open curtain, even though it wasn't supposed to be open, splayed across Sasuke's magnificent form, was short of perfection. The way the moon's rays laid gentle fingers to caress the pale ivory skin that lay before him. The way it they brought out the stark blackness of the raven tresses. The way they showed the glimmering knowledge in the dark obsidian orbs that were just brimming with overflown emotions. Wait...Those eyes were not supposed to be open.
Thinking on primal instinct alone, Naruto did the only thing a man in his position could do. He attempted to run. Attempted. Sasuke jerked out of bed and reached Naruto before he could take three small steps.
"I DON'T THINK SO!" Was coldy commanded. In an even softer and more menacing tone of voice Sasuke asked the quaking blonde, "Where pray tell, do you think you are sneaking off to? Hmmm...?"
"Um...well you see...I don't want to hurt you...so...I ...um...I'm not fit for you...I have to protect you...so I'm going to leave...you..." Babbled out the blonde.
The only thing Sasuke really heard out of the whole garbled mess was the word "leaving" and "you", which made for a dynamic duo...which instantly combusted into an enraged vampire.
"Leaving me? I think not, I do not know what you think you are doing by leaving, but I can assure you, you are most definetly wrong. So, if I were you, I would strip down to my pajamas, lower myself on to the awaiting softness of the bed, get comfy, and from there on proceed to fall asleep. FOR THE SAKE OF MY HEALTH." The rather intimidating raven advised. "I'm giving you two minutes."
Naruto did as commanded, promptly sat on the bed, while Sasuke cuddled next to him, still pissed as a bull facing the matador. As Sasuke almost drifted to sleep, he felt the blonde right beside him, begin to shake.
Worried beyond compare, he turned him over, only to see him sobbing. Letting his fingers catch the tears that caught at the side of the watered blue eyes, he asked in a soothing voice to the weeping blonde, "Naruto...what's the matter?"
"I...was...only trying to save you..." Was the reply interlaced with harsh crying, making itself known by richocheting of the walls of the room. Naruto knew, just knew, that if Sasuke found he was tainted, and in control, well somewhat in control, of a demon, he would surely leave him, as so many had before him.
"Protect me from what Naruto? What do you think you are keeping secret from me?" Asked the raven, having an extremely perfect idea of what the blonde so clearly did not want to tell him.
"I...uh...nothing...how silly of me...hehe..." Gulped out the now quiet blonde. Anxious for anything to keep Sasuke out of the need to know about...Kyubbi.
"Hn...Do you think I'm dimwitted, Naruto?"Suddenly asked Sasuke.
"No..."
"Then why in the unholy god's name, are you acting as if I were, because to be honest, your lying skills are deplorabe. Did you really think I was going to let the matter go...NO!...Did you think I was going to let you leave me after waiting so long to have and to hold you? I THINK NOT! Whatever you're trying to hide, I would get over it...It will not hinder me in getting what I want, which is you." Sasuke retaliated. Agonly ripping his insides, as the blonde tried to hide from him. Why? When everything was falling together, did something ridiculous like this have to happen. Damn that Karma.
"Sasuke please...It's not that I want to leave you...it's just...I could not so willingly ruin your good name. I'm tainted." Solemely spoke the sadden blonde. Knowing that hiding what he did was futile, also knowing this would probably ruin their relationship. The budding relationship that had been doomed from the beginning. "I'm not fit for you or society. The ton would disown you. I could not do that to you. Ever."
"I highly doubt the ton would do that because of your little secret. Especially since I don't deal with the ton at all. Naruto whatever you're trying to hide, I suggest, as a friend, that you share that burden with someone who is willing to carry it with you...someone like...me." Sasuke gripped his hands on the blonde's small shoulders,"I would share that burden if only you would let me."
"I can't..."Cried out the blonde.
"Please." Implored the raven. He felt as if his heart was shredding in two. His only light, was trying to leave him behind, to be once again cast in eternal darkness. He would not let that happen.
"I'm sorry..." With that said Naruto quickly jumped out of the bed, tears flowing silently down his cheeks,"I'm so sorry. I knew I should have never came here. I knew you see, that I could and would fall in love with you so easily. I just wanted to be selfish for a small amount of time. Just once. Enough to say, I had love once. I held it in my hand and coveted it with all my being. But i can't hurt you." Sasuke sat there looking as the blonde walked out the door. And soon to be out of his life.
The tears fell shamelessly from his face, as he began to sob endlessly. He knew he should have told the blonde that he knew, and nothing was worse than being a leech who sucked the life out of others to continue his life, but he had foolishly wanted him to acknowledge and give his undying trust to him. Laughing bitterly amongst the tears, Sasuke thought to himself, "Even Romeo and Juliet weren't as star-crossed as we are turning out to be. At least Romeo got Juliet to the altar, and they died together. I have nothing but a memory to sustain me."
Yes, he could have went after him, caught him, but he felt that would be highy inappropriate. Maybe if he gave him some space, he would come back and see the error of his thinking.
Till then, he would keep an eye on him, never letting him out of his sight. He would be his someday. Now all he could do was watch, while he was tearing pieces, only catching glimpses of his light on the broken shards of his tormented soul.
Tears cascaded down the pale ivory cheeks, as the lone raven, plunged once again in solitude, cursed his fate.
Author's Note...
No this is not finished. It will be continued. This is not the last chapter. I promise. I shall probably update Sunday night. Just so I don't cause utter confusion.
Also for those of you who do not know, ton in this fanfic, refers to the London society. The aristocrats and nobles who pass judgement onto others, were commonly refered to as ton in the earlier centuries. If you were not accepted into the ton, you really had no chance of survival. Think of it like highschool, if the Crowd, doesn't like you, you haven't a snowball's chance in hell of being accepted. Peers decieded who was good enough and who was scandalous. Erhn... there sem-small history lesson over with.
Bloodhoarder.
