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.
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I remember that gleam of your last life, sunset
Weakened golden rays before night and evening met
Shining, reddening the vague endless even sky
Leaving at the horizon, that was where you died
And then night came, it came and went
Darkness grew old as time we spent
Waiting, watching your rebirth at the eastern blue
Clasping this earth with golden hue
Bloody Nocturne 5
Sunrise, Sunset
Long, soft eyelashes fluttered faintly before magnificent ruby orbs were revealed once again from under those heavy lids that hid them from the bright, bright world. As if it was timed, the only world that those precious eyes could see was that of the darkness that lied there before them for eternity. Darkness…and darkness alone…
Large ebony window was securely locked, closing tightly, totally separating the inside-dwellers from the outer, wider world. Unlike the previous night when it was fully open, letting the night wind carry the sweet melody of lust far, far away as if to compete with the chaste sound of the temple's golden bells.
…And what would it be like if the sleepers were to be awaken before the time that was rightly set?
Blood-red orbs stared longingly at the shut window. Even lying so close to each other with those possessive arms of his brother protectively wrapped around him, he couldn't feel any warmth. It was so cold just like death itself. Hn. Death? Thin lips stretched into a sarcastic smirk while their owner's gaze wander from the large ebony window across the ceiling and back down to lock on his brother's sculpted face.
Under that naked flesh of well-toned chest, there was not even a single beat from the oh-so-still heart. His brother…he didn't even have the slightest sound of breathing. His brother…when asleep was nothing different from a lifeless corpse. And he himself was nothing different. The only difference was their bodies that didn't rot…only their souls, their memories and their feelings that were still there.
Yet…those things…how long would it last when the cruelties of time and never-ending darkness were both waiting to swallow away their sanities?
Sasuke lay still, gazing back at the window. How long had it been that he didn't wake up before the precious sun departed? Outside that window, even though unable to see the mesmerizing sight, unable to feel the last ray of sunlight grazing his skin, his instinct knew. He knew it clearly. There, outside that close window, the same old sun he had seen from long, long ago was setting at the horizon, painting the rosy evening with bewitching twilight. The beautiful picture…the so-longed for picture…
"Nii-san, what're you doing up here alone?" A little boy crawled up the long, winding stairs to the top of the castle just to see his older brother sitting there on his own.
"Watching the sun set." His older brother replied in a smooth voice.
"Hmm…?" The younger boy stared at the setting sun at the far horizon for a while before turning to his brother—his brows knitting together into a frown. "It's not that intriguing."
"…" His brother said nothing but raise his eyebrows a little.
The little boy became mute for long while as he found his seat next to his older brother, obsidian orbs looking ahead at the picture of the setting sun. "It isn't that it isn't beautiful but…I think…it's kind of sad-looking."
The setting sun that used to look sad…now it was sadder that it was not there to be seen anymore. So close that he could just reach out and open that one blocking window yet all he could do was just lying there and let the sun leave without saying goodbye…
The older boy smiled. A warm and gentle smile. "Everything has the meaning in itself. Be it beautiful, ugly, happy or sad. Sunset…in other word, is the representative of Death."
"Death…" The younger one repeated--his cheerful childish voice softened as there was something to ponder.
"We, even now living, even now breathing, is currently dying, Sasuke. Every time, every minute, every second that has passes…it becomes past and we can do nothing about it. It's nothing different to say that it has died. The same goes for the sun. Sunset…is like death of another day…"
If what his brother had said was really true, then now…at the moment, they were still dying, weren't they? Dying every day but still living on in the next and next and next second, right? They could still be called 'living', right?
"…I don't understand why you like to look at something so depressing, nii-san. If sunset means death, then the sun can be born again tomorrow." The little boy smiled happily as a thought occurred to him. "Sunrise is also beautiful. Let's come watch it together tomorrow, ne? Watching one's new life is a whole lot better than one's death."
His brother didn't say a word but nodded—a smile gracing his lips—as he ruffled his younger sibling's raven hair.
"Watching one's new life is a whole lot better than one's death." Sasuke smirked bitterly at his own words of childishness. Now everything was the absolute opposite. Now, whenever he saw a birth of a new spirit, he felt like being torn apart with envy. Yet if it was the cry of the upcoming eternal slumber, it was like the soothing song that replenished his wounded spirit. The sinful soul that dwelled in the shadow of blood and darkness. The demon that had been deprived of the so-longed for morning.
Golden sun and blue, blue sky…just like that boy…the one he wouldn't let him slip.
His blood boiled with excitement. His instinct told him that night had finally arrived and their time had come. Sasuke turned his gaze upon his 'sleeping' brother for a brief moment. It wouldn't be long after this that his brother would wake up.
"This is the last time I let this slip."
Sasuke closed his eyes. He could still remember how aggressive Itachi was the previous night. Yet… "I'm sorry, brother." As the whispery words left the younger vampire's lips, the figure of a teenage boy faded into thick golden mist, floating out of his older brother's strong arms, hovering up high toward the single ebony window.
As if pushed by some invisible hands, the window swung open, allowing the golden mist to float out into the night air. The mist then took the shape of a large bat, flapping its velvety dark wings far, far away from the accursed castle.
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Black silk curtains waved and flapped as cool breeze entered the lightless chamber, blessing the moonlight-pale skin with its tenderness. Blood-red orbs blazed like still flame in the obscurity as the once-corpse-like form moved. Those eyes narrowed dangerously as they traveled sharply toward the open window.
You disobey my order again, Sasuke.
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Click.
Kakashi loaded some small silver darts into that weird equipment that looked a lot like a gun of his before checking if his favorite weapon work properly. Making sure that there was no problem, he resumed loading it with the rest of his darts and went to do the same for the other same weapon.
"Wow! Kakashi-san! This is so cool!" An enthusiastic voice rang from the blue-eyed blond. The target of the vampires. "Great!"
He doesn't aware of his situation even bit, does he? Kakashi thought, shaking his head.
Naruto hummed softly in his throat as he ran around like a little kid to take a look of this and that with sheer interest. He had known from a book he once read before... (Yes, he could read!) Thought they used only garlic and cross and of course, stakes!
"Those garlic are too old and hard like rocks. No doubt they hurt anyone they hit."
Crack.
"Hey! What are you doing, Naruto? Do you want to destroy my equipment or something?" Kakashi hurriedly put his precious weapon out of the boy's grab before he broke it.
Naruto stared at his hands that were now empty then at Kakashi's face and next, a dry apologizing laughter escaped him. "Ehehehehe. Sorry, Kakashi-san. I just thought of something…annoying."
"Is that so?" The silver haired-man sweatdropped. Man, he almost really broke it.
"…Kakashi-san." The man turned at the sound of his name. "Let me help you. I…I don't want to be just a burden to you. And in fact, they…they want me."
"Hey, what burden? Haven't I told you already that it's my job to protect you?" Click. The vampire hunter, finishing loading his weapon, started to double-check.
"…" Brilliant cerulean orbs turned a shade slightly duller. The blond boy reached for the crystal-clear flask that contained what he thought was holy water in there. He started whirling the flask slowly—the water formed a mini vortex—as he looked into his distorted reflection there. "…Those people, they became innocent preys just because of me. If it wasn't for me, they wouldn't have…" Naruto trailed off.
"Naruto…"
"If you're going to tell me to just stand back and let the other take responsibility…" Naruto looked up, meeting the silver-haired man's gaze squarely—blue eyes shone with strong determination. "No way, I say!"
The two stared at each other with intensity for a while. The determination burning in the young blond's eyes told Kakashi that he couldn't alter him. "I may never ever be trained how to use guns or swords but if it's street fighting, I say I never lose to anyone before! But if you're worried that I'll mess up with your things…just give me some new and fresh garlic!"
Kakashi looked at him, then shook his head. "It seems I can never say no to you." He said half-heartedly before twirling one of his dart-firers a few times and handed it to Naruto. "It isn't that difficult to use. Just a good aim and… Bang!" The vampire hunter pointed a finger at his heart. "There they go."
A satisfied yet happy smile appeared on Naruto's lips as he took the weapon, mimicking Kakashi in his twirling motion before turning his back on the hunter and giggling to himself like a little kid being given his new toy.
The silver haired-man gave a deep sigh, turning back to check on his equipments for the last time before the real show time came. Yet… he spun back to the grinning boy once again as a wonder struck him.
"Why new and fresh garlic?"
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"…Leaving so early like this, don't your master say anything against it?" Kakashi asked even though he had the answer in his mind.
"Well…" Naruto shrugged. "There's no problem since the last night event helps lessen tonight's customers." The boy said, taking off his jumper. "Besides…" He took the dart-firer Kakashi gave him out of his old stitched bag and winked. "I'm dying to try this."
"Now, that challenging tendency of yours…" Kakashi stopped mid-stentence. His expression suddenly became serious as he pulled back his eye-patch, uncovering that one demonic red eye that was so similar to that of those he hunted. "Brace yourself. Here they come. Let see if we can go back to have some nap before dawn." Their volume has increased every night. I've never seen such hunting trait before…
"What're you saying? I'm always ready!" Naruto said, quickly aiming for the first vampire that turned up in his range. Bang! The first silver dart was fired out. And…yes! It pierced straight through the vampire's heart, causing it to scream pathetically and fall to the ground—dead for real. "How about that?" Naruto was swelling with confidence as he went for his next target. And… Bang! The dart was fired.
Whoosh!
The silver dart penetrated the air, moving with faster-than-sound speed toward the second vampire. "Get him!" But…alas, the dart missed its target that zoomed toward them by an inch or two. The vampire opened its jaws, showing its sinister fangs as it neared the blond's tanned neck. Yet… before it could sink its fangs into the flesh, Kakashi's silver sword had found its place through its chest.
"I told you this is not a game, Naruto. One mistake could mean death." Kakashi said as he shot another vampire down with the dart-firer in his other arm. "Go find some shelter, I'll take care of the rest."
"Are you telling me that the first one was a fluke, Kakashi-san? I won't let you have all the fun!" Naruto protested, tightening his grip on his weapon. "If given a chance, Uzumaki Naruto will never back down that easy!"
It was then that Kakashi started to worry about this bold aspect of the boy. And I thought he was a sweet little boy…
"You'd better listen to him."
Blue eyes suddenly widened. This voice… Naruto quickly turned toward its owner. That gave another vampire its opportunity. It didn't wait but dash at the blond boy with its full speed.
Bang!
"You're really that clumsy, aren't you, Naruto?" Naruto spun back to see the opportunist scream in pain as it fell with a silver dart embedded in its bosom. The silver dart from his dart-firer, to be exact.
"You…" The pale hand that held his weapon-gripping hand was as cold as ice.
"Your punch maybe heavy but your skill with guns still has much to improve. Let me show you."
It was now certain that this raven haired-less-than-a-stranger, who was currently holding his hand and shooting down those creatures with frightening accuracy, was a vampire…a walking corpse like those he was killing. Why does he…? Even that slender finger that touched his when pulling the trigger held no warmth. Only coldness of the death. Yes, this boy was a vampire. Then why…?
As if sensing Naruto's curiosity, Sasuke leaned in to whisper in the shorter boy's ear: "I told you that you're my prey. I won't let anyone take you."
Naruto tried to restrain himself from shuddering at the velvety voice that was carried along with the puff of breath that tickled his flesh. Even knowing it so clearly that this raven-haired boy was a vampire but...he didn't know why…
It felt strangely warm and secured for all of a sudden.
TBC
Well, if it ever occur to you, why I stated Itachi (and Sasuke) didn't breathe when he was 'asleep' when in the end Naruto could feel Sasuke's breath on him, I've to say it was because they didn't breathe when they were 'sleeping', for I remember that in Bram Stoker's Dracula, Count Dracula didn't breathe when he was in the coffin during the day also. However it was stated that Jonathan Harker could feel Count Dracula's smelly breath when the Count got too close to him, so…
I maybe right and I maybe wrong with the vampire materials. I apologize if I offend you. But if you don't mind, I'm using my own believes (as from what I've known) and my own theories of vampires from now on.
And sorry for having no preview this time.
Review will be greatly appreciated.