The Undead Magick
Author: Gaarasama
Email: angelayahoo888 at hotmail dot com
Summary: A boy who grew up in a community of magick, and a boy who grew up with the undead. Witches and vampires, magick and undead, do they mix? The answer is unknown, but we're about to find out. (sasunaru) (yaoi)
Disclaimer: All characters are property of Masashi Kishimoto. The plot belongs to me. The attack Naruto uses in this chapter belongs to the creators of Witch Hunter Robin.
Legend/Key (for stupid people who can't figure it out by themselves):
"talking"
'thoughts'
narration
flashback/dream
word(number) (there is a footnote at the end of the story)
Name's POV (point of view)
(A/N: author's notes)
song lyrics
Chapter 2: Fateful Meeting
Sasuke is hungry for blood. This is not a feeling he likes. He didn't want to suck people's blood; see the horrific look on their face when they die. He didn't want to kill people; watch the life being sucked out of them. He didn't want to become a murderer; like the murderer who killed his family, Itachi…
Sasuke didn't want to follow in the footsteps of his older brother. He didn't want to make people's lives miserable, like Itachi has made his. He wishes that he can just die. But he can't, at least, not before he kills Itachi and avenges his family's death. Itachi knows this; but he also knows that Sasuke can't kill him; at least not with a weak heart like his.
Sasuke wondered the dark alleyways, searching for a dark soul. Someone who's heart is breached by evil, consumed by darkness. He searched for someone who deserves to die, and not prey upon an innocent soul. If he has to kill, he wants to do something good for the world. Destroy some of the evil existing within. At least he can change one person's life, even if it's not his own. Sasuke wants to be able to save people, not kill them. He wants to be a friend, not an enemy.
The number of lives he's consumed so far is countless, but he has made sure that all of them got what they deserved. He'd rather die than to kill someone innocent, and pure. So Sasuke staggers along, searching for someone new; another's soul to prey upon.
In the dumpster behind a restaurant, he sees a scene he's seen so many times before; gangs picking on an innocent boy. The boy has blond hair, and blue eyes, and he was small. While as the gang members were big and strong, eyes holding only hate and malice, leaving no space for conscience and remorse.
The gang members bullied and abused the boy, beating him endlessly. The boy whimpers, he doesn't wish to be bullied; no one wishes to be bullied, he just wishes that he can go home, to his family, and friends. But he doesn't have a home, or a family, and he only has one friend. But that one friend is his best friend, his only friend, who has been with him his whole life. Always by his side, through the good times, and the bad. Of course, all the bad times outweigh the good, making it seem like he's never had a good moment at all. But he did. The time he spent with his friend was good, they were precious. The time he spent with his friend was a time he'll never forget, because they are best friends, and they will stay best friends until the very end.
The boy wants to get away from the pain, and go somewhere nice. Sasuke can relate to this boy. The same feelings, the same pain. Sasuke's pain is also emotional, and also physical. Just like this boy. They have a lot in common, and Sasuke was hungry too. So he decides to save this boy. It's like hitting two birds with one stone. He wants to talk to this boy. He wants to be his friend.
But before he has a chance to move, the boy's eyes flared, and flames surrounded his attackers, burning them. The fire suddenly dies out, the lights faded. The dumpster becomes dark again, cold, and lonely. The bodies slump to the ground, now lifeless. The boy hugs his knees, hoping to console himself, to feel better about killing the others. Sasuke walks up to him, hoping to talk to him. Who was this boy? What was this power? What is his purpose? Sasuke wants to know.
Upon his arrival, the boy looks up, his eyes holding fear. He fears he's going to be beaten again, he fears he'll have to kill again. He doesn't mean to kill; he only wants to defend himself. But he can't control his powers properly yet, and the powerfulness of his attacks overwhelm him. He fears that this boy too, before him, with the pale skin, raven black hair, and glowing red eyes, he fears that he too, will hate him; despise him for what he was.
But Sasuke didn't want to discriminate him. He just wants to talk. So he walks up to the boy, and sits down. "Hello." He says.
"Hi." The boy replies, "do you hate me too?"
Sasuke look back at him, surprise clearly fills his eyes, "No."
"Who are you?" the boy asks.
"Sasuke."
"Hi Sasuke, I'm Naruto."
"Hello Naruto."
"What are you? Are you human?"
"No, are you?"
"No. I'm not." The boy looks down, ashamed.
"Don't be ashamed." Sasuke tells him, "I'm not human either. I know how you feel. To hurt so badly, I know how you feel, to be treated this way."
"I…thank you."
Sasuke smiled from his heart and bid goodbye to Naruto. He must stay hungry a little more. He cannot feed upon someone like this.
TBC…
Yay, a new chapter! I don't actually like the story all that much, but I just want to write right now, so yeah, anything's fine. There is a 90 chance that this story will be discontinued, maybe a few more chapters, but I'm not sure about after that. It seems that not that many people like it. I don't blame them. In order to like this story, you have to be a geek (to spell magic like magick), you have to like anime, you have to like Naruto, you have to like yaoi, you have to like the supernatural, you have to like vampires, you have to like witches, and you have to like shota. So naturally, not that many people out there are like that, including me. I'm just writing this for the sake of writing it.
