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
Thank me, for I've decided to UPDATE!!! You are all at my mercy. Without me, you're thirst for this fic will NEVER be quenched, MWAHAHAHAHA!!!
I'm joking of course.
But not really, considering the fact that I am indeed the author of this fic, and anyone who continues my fic without my consent, will be tracked down and die a slow and painful death...
And have their fanfiction account removed from the site, because I WILL report you!
This story, will lose part of its gloominess and gain humor! So now, it's kind of like a romance/angst/humor fic. Hope you like it!
Chapter 3: Hunger
Naruto walked along the streets, thinking about the boy who he had met just moments ago. He had understood and treated him like a human being. He wished to be a normal human being, instead of the witch that he was. He wasn't even a normal witch, he was one hated and pitted against by his own people. Only Gaara understood him. But now this stranger had come, and made him feel normal, and appreciated.
Naruto smiled. 'Finally I met someone who cares...' Naruto's smile faded, 'But I'll probably never see him again...' Just as those thoughts appeared in his head, he bumped into someone. The person spun around and hissed, his fangs glistening in the moonlight. It was that boy. 'Well that was quick...' Naruto thought.
Realizing who it was, the boy retracted his fangs and smiled, "Oh hello Naruto. I thought you were someone else."
"Hi...again." Naruto replied. "Umm...about before, why did you leave so fast?"
Sasuke rose an eyebrow, "I thought you needed some privacy."
"No. I just need someone to talk to right now."
"Okay. I'm listening."
"Not here."
"Then where?"
"At my place. Follow me."
Naruto turned around and guided Sasuke to a rundown shack at the outskirt of town. The windows boarded up, door practically hanging off of its hinges.
"Whoa, that's even worse than my house!" Sasuke said, "No offence of course."
"None taken. I know it's bad."
"Sorry."
"You don't need to apologize."
"I feel like I should."
Naruto didn't say anything. He walked inside with Sasuke behind him. A boy with flaming red hair who was sitting in the corner, deep in thought, looked up when he heard the intruders, revealing the kanji "Ai(1)" on his forehead. "Home so early Naru-chan?"
"It's almost morning Gaara. And how many times have I told you to stop calling me Naru-chan?"
"I don't know Naru-chan, you tell me."
Naruto looked annoyed.
"Who's your boyfriend?" Gaara asked, nodding towards the raven-haired boy behind Naruto.
"Sasuke. And he's not my boyfriend!"
"Hn. Sasuke eh? I know you. You're that vampire Orochimaru keeps talking about."
'Vampire?' Naruto thought, 'I should've known. He's the perfect vampire! What with his raven black hair, pale skin, and red eyes, what else could he be?'
Sasuke narrowed his eyes, "How do you know Orochimaru?"
"I work for him. He pays well."
Sasuke raised an eyebrow, "Pays well? Look at your house! If you can call it one!"
Gaara shrugged, "I didn't see the point of buying a nice house, people are just going to destroy it anyways."
"Why don't you just put up a barrier or something?" Sasuke asked.
Naruto looked surprised, "How did you know we were witches?"
"You set a guy on fire, what else could you be?"
Gaara looked amused, "You set a guy on fire? Again?"
"It wasn't my fault!" Naruto grumbled.
Gaara rolled his eyes, "Be careful okay? We have enough trouble as it is."
Naruto nodded.
Gaara got up. "Well, as long as you're here. How about you stay for the day? It's almost dawn."
"Look at the condition of your house! If I stay here, the sun will burn me anyways.
Gaara smirked, "There's more to this house than one might think, follow me."
Gaara walked over to the only piece of furniture in the house, a moth-eaten rug, and pulled it away, bring into view a tunnel leading underground.
Sasuke and Naruto followed Gaara through the tunnel and into a huge underground mansion.
"Whoa." Sasuke exclaimed, "Orochimaru does pay well."
"Sit." Gaara said, motioning to the white leather sofa. "Do you want anything to eat?"
"Not unless you're talking about blood, I haven't fed for days!"
"No problem, why don't you feed on Naru-chan?" Gaara beamed.(2)
"What?" Naruto asked, surprised.
"I'm sure Naru-chan won't mind, would you?" Gaara asked.
"WHAT THE FUCK, OF COURSE I MIND!!! WHY DOESN'T HE FEED ON YOU???" Naruto screamed.
"Because you're sweeter Naru-chan."
"Look, it's not that big of a problem." Sasuke said, "I can last till sundown."
Naruto bit his lip. Sasuke was the only one besides Gaara who understands him. Naruto sighed, "No. It's all right. You can feed on me."
"Really?" Sasuke asked. "Because you don't have to."
"It's no trouble, Naru-chan's glad to do it, aren't you Naru-chan?" Gaara asked, not waiting for an answer, "Well, do you need anything? Whips? Chains? Handcuffs?"
"Gaara!" Naruto yelled, blushing furiously.
"No? Okay. If you do, just ask."
Sasuke blushed too. "Feeding really isn't as big of a deal as everyone thinks. If both the feeder and the victim are consent, there will hardly be any pain at all. And feeding doesn't always come with sex."
Gaara nods, "Yeah I know, but just in case you wanted to."
"Gaara?" Naruto asked.
"Yes Naru-chan?"
"Shut up."
TBC...
(1) Ai in Japanese means love.
(2) Awwwwwww, imagine Gaara beaming, isn't that cute!?!?!?!?!? KAWAII!!!
Okay, review. I know this lost its serene touch, but I think there is such a thing as too much sereneness. And humor's nice once in a while.
