Er, yeah, I forgot to say that this is AU--sorry about that (sweatdrops) Also, this may have a possible death later on. You've been warned. Ah yes, I also reread my first chapter and then I was like: CRAP! THIS IS CRAP! WHAT HAVE I DONE?!?!

And then I blabbered on and on and on about how my ending was horrible, so that put down my inspiration a couple times...(scooches under the couch even more) Which makes me even more embarrassed, thus my writing inspiration dropped down five more notches. So um. Please. No flames for this chapter. You may on chapter one, because I sort of think chapter one deserved it. (coughs) Anyways, ENJOY! (goes off to grumble about how the quick editing procedure is crap because it won't italize what she wants to italize).

CHAPTER TWO
Even before thinking if the man was to be trusted or whatnot, Naruto still found himself being pulled in. It seemed as if a strong force of some kind was drawing him towards the dark haired man, and it was almost hypnotizing. Naruto didn't even know if he was controlling his brain anymore, for he dully spoke, and it was only soon after that he realized he had just opened his mouth and let out a few simple words.

"Naruto...Uzumaki Naruto..."

Oh god, was that how he spoke? He sounded as if he had been thrown in a trashcan and came out with bits of waste stuck in his throat. He had even given his first name before giving his full identity!

Mentally whacking himself on the head, he looked down and stared hard at the ground, already beginning to glare at the floor as a pessimistic side began to sneak in his mind.

'Damnit Naruto, you shouldn't have come here. How stupid can you be?! Naruto, you asshole...You shouldn't have run away in the first place—now how will Iruka-chan find you? He'd kill himself if something horrible happened to you, like being kidnapped or...getting raped... '

Automatically shuddering, he suddenly felt as if the atmosphere had dropped a few degrees lower. Feeling hopelessly lost in desperation, he began to feel tears prickling at his eyes, threatening to drop any second as they continued to form rapidly in his eyes.

A hand warily yet smoothly slipped under his chin, and upon lifting it up, Naruto was now facing the mysterious man, his blue eyes locked on the man's frighteningly seductive onyx eyes as it looked strongly back at Naruto.

The silently crying boy faintly shivered as he tried to avoid the stranger's gaze, but instead found that he was staring back; the tears still wet in his eyes, which made his vision more blurry than ever.

Blinking hard, he felt a few drops running down his cheeks, but his view instantly became clear, and he inwardly choked in surprise. The stranger was more attractive than he had first thought, for now he saw the swirling and mysterious black that beautifully complimented the man's handsome face. Not to mention that the man already had the alluring aura surrounding him, making him even more captivating.

'W-who is he, anyways?'
Letting his fingers trace the blonde's jaw, he marveled at how soft the skin was. It was most likely that the child had not seen the harshness of reality, and had yet to experience the cruel, outside world. The boy's deep, tanned skin proved that he had been outdoors, but it seemed as if he had only seen the good side of life, such as getting presents for special occasions, meeting new people and finding exciting discoveries, and so on.

But for Naruto to be so naïve...it made Sasuke want the boy even more.

'Beautiful... Staring deep into the boy's frightened, yet curious eyes, he admired the captivating colors. When held at a certain angle, he saw that the shade of blue was much lighter, creating a touch of azure. But now, as he let go of the blonde, he was staring at eyes that only held a dark, clouded color. The emotions that were held within were now so powerful that his head began to slightly throb, already feeling that a headache was making a fast approach.

Slightly frowning, he spotted a few tears trailing down the boy's cheeks, but let it pass. He would not trifle with such emotional matters; he was to only use the boy, not to love him. After all, he was a damned creature, therefore did not have the privilege to love.

Not that he wanted to have love in the first place...

Yes, it was true that he only felt lust, but the boy proved to be extraordinarily different from all the other humans he had relationships with. This time, he knew, would certainly be different. For one, he had never felt anything for anyone.

So why did he feel for the boy?

A low moan came from the dark corner where Naruto lay, and he snapped back into reality. His eyebrow raised in a graceful arch as he watched with faint amusement at the boy, who now staggered towards the door. Swiftly following, he failed to notice that a certain snake-like man was watching their every move.

It was like a hazy, horrible dream.

This was all just a dream...no, a nightmare.

Naruto's head now ached horribly, and he couldn't think properly. His eyesight began to again, become blurry, but for different reasons. The smoke and nauseating smells were affecting him more than he had anticipated, and his eyes stung like never before. The blonde's mouth had dried up and he was already dizzy from dehydration.

He needed to get out.

With that thought still lingering in his head, he unsteadily brought himself to his feet, pushing any thoughts about the man in front of him away as he stumbled almost drunkenly to the exit.

Upon reaching it, he wrenched the wired door open—by the gods, how had it become this heavy?!—and nearly tripped over the edge, but caught himself in time and held on to the door for support.

God, he didn't know how grateful he was for the air. It was refreshing; more refreshing than he had ever realized, and he gulped it down greedily as his stomach eased down a bit.

The cold rain seemed to nip at Naruto's face, but he didn't mind. He didn't mind at all.

Now that he could think more clearly, he felt a relieved sense—partly because nothing bad had happened to him so far in the club—and yet he felt a strange curiosity. He hadn't meant to do anything, but he sort of missed having the mysterious man beside him, stroking his face, and staring admiringly at him. He had never felt so wanted in his life...like he was needed...

Laughing aloud at the thought, he shook his head and began to trudge tiredly home.

Not once did he notice that the mysterious admirer was following him.

.........

Nor did he know that the snake-like man was following both of them.

(wails) I never meant for this to be so corny! Alright, I changed my mind. You may flame this chapter too. (is glum)

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