Bloody Nocturne
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Summary: A/U. Vampire fic. A blue eyed blond bartender encounters a certain raven haired stranger one night. What is it that makes a simple poor boy the target of creatures of the night? Foursome. (Kakashi, Itachi, Sasuke, Naruto)
Pairing: KakaIta, KakaSasu, KakaNaru, ItaSasu (Incest), ItaNaru, SasuNaru and KakaItaSasuNaru Foursome (later chapters).
Warning: This fic contains yaoi, vampirism, foursome and incest materials. If you find any of these disturbing, I suggest you leave this page immediately. You've been warned, so please don't flame me about that.
Note: A KakaNaru chapter this time and there's also hint of past Kakashi/Obito but nothing much.
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Twisting, turning, dancing, beautiful rosy petals
Flying, swaying, playing in the morning northern breeze
Reminding, recalling, reminiscing, remembering your call
Far, far away in the flowery field of rosy dawn…
So sweet and nigh your scent is, my pretty little red petals
So clear and fresh, the deed of memory wheezes
Running, talking, lingering under the sun that shines
But one thing is missing…that is…your smile.
Bloody Nocturne 4
Your Smile
Gentle breeze caused the old pallid curtain to ripple like languid waves on the water surface. Long-standing wooden windows—their joints were all rusty--creaked softly as if to welcome its dweller and the visitor home. In this small apartment the young bartender rented, there weren't so much furniture except for the old musty bed, a three-legged dresser and a chair that, thankfully, looked comfortable enough.
Kakashi's gaze wandered around the room. Even though there was very little furniture in the room, it didn't make this small apartment look even more comfy. This little 'rat-hole' didn't deserve to be called 'home' by anyone. The silver haired-man sighed deeply before dragging the one and only chair in the room to rest just beside the bed and took his seat.
"I'm sorry for being such a bad host, Kakashi-san…" said Naruto a little too softly, feeling guilty that he had nothing to serve his guest as he dropped feebly on the bed.
"Hey, it's nothing. Don't bother. Besides, after everything, I think you need rest, Naruto. Just sleep. For tonight, I'll be your personal guard for free." Kakashi said casually as he took out his favorite orange book of make out legend.
Naruto, after lying down on his back for a while, spoke up. "Kakashi-san, the light isn't enough and you're still reading thatbook? Is it that interesting?"
Kakashi raised his eyebrow feigningly incredulously, half questioning, half joking. "I thought you wouldn't read this oh-so-boring book even if I gave you for free. Changing your mind, eh?"
"I never say I'm gonna read that!" Naruto immediately sat up, throwing his pillow at the silver haired-vampire hunter. The hunter chuckled softly and caught the pillow so easily without looking with one hand and threw it back at its owner. Naruto stared at the pillow he had back in his hands and then at Kakashi. "Wow. How did you do that?" He asked, interested.
"…Practice." Kakashi replied plainly, his gaze following the text in the line that seemed impossible to read in such darkness. "Practice…" He repeated in a much more inaudible voice that Naruto could have missed had the room not being so quiet that he could hear even the slightest sound of swaying leaves.
The blond boy grew silent for a moment before asking again in a cutting clear voice that echoed again and again in the listener's ears for a long while before the answer was given. "Kakashi-san, why did you become a vampire hunter?" It was a simple question yet it caused the one being asked to turn mute as if being under a spell. The silver-haired man closed his eyes as well as the book in his hand that was slowly shut.
Under the moonless night sky, sitting closed-eyes on the old wooden chair, the image of the small room was bit by bit fading from his vision…Everything of the now that seemed unreal and the unforeseen future that was even darker soon converted into the picture of the bright past…Bright sunlit field with many, many shades and sweet, sweet scents of different flowers where the grasses grew tall. The field was so vast that it wouldn't be wrong to call it the 'grass sea'.
Among the bewitching colors of flower, in this so-called spring paradise, there came the familiar laughter, ringing from not so far away…
The well-known laughter of the one he called 'best friend' rang louder and louder as the source came nearer and nearer… so near that he could just reach out and touch him. His friend was there. Everything was so clear and bright…everything but his face that he couldn't see. His face and…his smile. And then everything faded completely into blackness with the foul smell of blood.
"Kakashi-san…"
Kakashi slowly lifted his eyelids. One eye, glowing with red, burning so vividly, fixed on the blond boy in front of him. "My best friend was…killed by a vampire." The vampire hunter said in a voice that sounded strangely empty.
Punishing those killers for revenge. Judging those demons by his own right. The power that was granted in return of his self-sacrifice, destroying himself in the most unsightly way. All left him nothing but this path of destruction and the shell of emptiness as time flew by. The so-longed-for past could never return. There was only dark future and the fragments of memory that slowly faded piece by piece….
"Are you often inevitably charged as the guard for the other victims as well?" Naruto chose to change the subject as he noticed the traumatic pain in those mismatched eyes. If it was something that was better left unspoken, then he wouldn't persist.
"…What if I say you're the first?"
What made him so want to protect this boy whose eyes the color of the sky?
"You're easily familiar with people. We have just met yesterday and you trust me already?"
The feeling of being familiar with someone…someone so close…someone so dear…
Naruto gave him his trademark carefree grin. The grin that though not matched with the serious topic suddenly lightened the dreary atmosphere up. "Then I hope you won't fail your first mission as a guard."
That moment, the image of another boy was seen overlying the grinning blue-eyed blond. A boy with jet black hair and deep obsidian eyes under a large odd-looking goggle. They were so different yet so similar. Why, isn't that so obvious?
Their smiles…were the same.
Kakashi raised his eyebrow a little before offering the boy a warm smile. "Certainly not. I guarantee you."
At that moment, the fading picture had been repainted. This new picture…he wouldn't let it fade away like the last one… Never.
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Gon! Gon! Gon! ...Gon!
The giant clock in the town's square told the time midnight--the darkest hour of the bygone night and the beginning of new day. The blond teen stirred a little and rolled to the side before slowly lifted one of his eyelids. The silver haired-man was still on the old chair and he might look like he was sleeping but Naruto was positive the man was much more awake than he himself.
"Kakashi-san…" The teen called, pulling his blanket up and moved closer to the wall. "If you aren't reading that book now, sleeping here is much more comfortable." He said, patting the space beside him lightly.
Kakashi opened his eyes—the red one was glowing with eerie light that might seem frightening for those who didn't know him but for Naruto whom he had just met recently, the boy was just not frighten but also trusted him, even offering him to his share of that little bed that would surely be too small for two people while he could just have it for himself.
"It's alright. Don't worry about me. Just go back to sleep." The silver haired-man refused kindly. "Besides I'm the guard, remember? If the guard is asleep, he's not a good guard, right?"
"It's ok now, I think. They won't come again tonight." said Naruto, again patting the space beside him. "You should rest too. If the guard is too tired, how can he protect me?" The boy asked back. "And you look like you haven't had a good sleep for weeks. I don't wanna drag your big body here and there just to avoid them, you know."
And now I'm the one being worried about? The vampire hunter scratched the back of his head and sighed. "Fine. I'm too lazy to discuss this with you till morning anyway." Yes, if he refused, he was sure the boy would just try to talk him in again and again, so… Having no choice, Kakashi moved into the offered space obediently. "But you can keep the blanket. I'm not cold."
Naruto smiled widely before closing his eyes once again. The warmth from the other made him feel utterly safe…For one who had always been on his own like him…this feeling might be foreign yet…
It was not that bad. Yes, not bad…at all.
Kakashi turned his back on the boy as he lay. Naruto was right. It had been quite a long time since he last sleep in a bed. He had wandered for so long, not staying in one place and constantly moving from place to place. It was tiring yet it was the curse that he had decided for himself. The curse that couldn't be lifted. And the darker the night was, the closer he was to the other that he could hear his steady breath and the sound of heartbeat…the louder the scream in the back of his mind became.
Kakashi closed his eyes, trying to ignore it as he prayed silently—to gods, to demons, whatever it was—that this night ended without anything happened.
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Golden sunlight peeked through the open window. Out there, the birds were chirping their song of the arrival of their beloved dawn with their little charming voices. The silver haired-man opened his eyes to the new day and yawned, stretching like a big grey cat that had just woken up from its sweet dream. But for this cat, could his dream be called 'sweet'?
Kakashi was about to get up when he felt something on his chest…something heavy and…warm.
"Mmm…" Naruto stirred in his sleep, moving a little. The face of the boy when asleep looked even more childish than he normally was. It was so peaceful and content. Were Kakashi the big grey cat, then Naruto would be a small orange-furred kitty that was so happy snuggling close to its feline mother, exactly.
Kakashi thought of waking the blond boy and getting up yet changed his mind when he saw the look on the boy's face. He lay back down and gave a long sigh.
If it's always like this, it won't be all that nice. thought the silver-haired man.
TBC
Well, that's all for chapter 4. As this story seems to be slow-going, I will quicken up the pace a bit in the next chapter. Up next:
"Everything has the meaning in itself, be it beautiful, ugly, funny nor sad. Sunset…is nothing different from death."
"You disobey my order again, Sasuke."
"Kakashi-san, let me help you. I don't want to be just a burden to you."
"This is not a game, Naruto. One mistake could mean death."
"You're my prey. I won't let anyone take you."
Yup, those are the just previews. See you again next chapter. Now…
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