Hello everyone! This is Aots speaking, with me I have my newest chapter, chapter six! Give it up for me, I discovered a nice gap in my time table this weekend and used it for nothing but this story! Please read the author's note at the bottom and be sure to leave a review!

I'm Here

I can't move my body...

Hush... calm down

Everything hurts!

It'll be okay...

I can't see! Why can't I see?

Naruto...

My nose is clogged, I can't smell anything but blood, am I bleeding?! Will I be okay?

Naruto!

WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?!

He could distantly hear the sound of dishes crashing to the floor; he forgot to clean off his table again, something was wrong! His eyes were open, he knew that, but he could see nothing but a hazy fog, he was bleeding he knew that too.

He steadily made his way towards the hall, trying to remain calm like that voice suggested, but he couldn't! Everything hurt so much, his head felt like it was being split open. His teeth felt like they were about to fall out, everything was ignited by fire.

His fingers slid over something smooth and cool, sending and ice like pleasure through his system. He glided his hands frantically over the surface, greedily taking in the chilled temperature.

His vision was slowly clearing, showing him a blurry picture of something round and flat shadows playing over the surface. A mirror?

Everything cleared, and he came face to face to with himself.

Blue eyes widened in horror, cracked, bleeding lips widened forming a silent screaming 'O'.

Blood, everywhere there was blood. Giant crimson cuts laughed back at him from all over his face. His golden blonde hair was dyed a pale rusty orange, and a slow trail of blood drooled from his nose and mouth.

He was completely naked, yet he seemed to be dressed in a liquid red.

This isn't right!

Naruto! Please!

Make it stop!

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

In his last conscious moments all he knew was pain. He could feel the agonizing pressure on his flesh as they pulled and tore away from his bones to create another form. Blood gushed from every wound on his body, and indeed they were many. The sound of identical screams came to his burning ears, and he knew one was his.

All that remained was a floating form of what once was a powerful being, and like an artistic tapestry a body was processed. Starting from bone, to organ, to muscle, to flesh. Lastly; body hair, nails, teeth and eyes. All came together to form an exotic piece of art.

And this new creation collapsed to the ground staring with new eyes at the one he had caused pain to. The one he loved. With his new-clawed hand, shaky from exhaustion, he stroked the scared cheek of the unconscious other; feeling immense guilt for his pain. His gold eyes misted over and with a soft voice cracking from first use, he grunted out, "And this... shall be the last time... I ever hurt you, Naruto."

With his last ounce of strength he sent his chakara into the still form, healing the young blonde's wounds; and following his love's example, he slowly started falling in a black unknown world of his own, unnerved by the dead silence which pulsed through his mind.

He knew it was morning, he could feel the sun's bright rays against his eyelids. The question was whether he wanted to get up or not. The sun was warm, and he was comfortable he couldn't seem to find the intuitive to get up just yet. Oh it was so long ago since he was able to do something as simple as lazing in the sun.

He heard a soft moan come from his left, and he smiled softly. That voice, he really loved that voice, it sent delightful tremors throughout his body, and a delicious shiver up and down his spine.

"What happened?" That beautiful voice asked. He frowned slightly, he didn't like how that beautiful voice sounded so lost and confused, scared and pained.

He cracked open one eye in a lazy manner, and grumbled at his blurry vision. Okay, both eyes this time... He mumbled to himself.

Squinting against the light he blinked both his eyes, and saw, for the first real time, the one who stole his heart.

The sun that shone through the window, bounced off his bright yellow hair, lighting it up like a second sun itself, his whole body seemed to glow in ethereal light, and his eyes! They were such a beautiful ocean blue; he felt he could drown himself in them.

He smiled again, warmly and full of love, his eyes wavering at the emotions that coursed through his body, he was just-

"So beautiful"

The blonde gasped and turned his head down towards him, he watched with his natural vulpine amusement as those ocean colored eyes widened in shock. So many emotions crossed over his face, letting him know exactly what he was thinking. 'So what happened last night really wasn't a dream!' 'He can't be?!' 'Oh god, please don't say he's...' 'He is!' 'What's he doing outside!?' 'He... he has a really nice body'

Okay so maybe he was guessing on the last one, but the blonde had done nothing but stare at him all this time and then start blushing like no tomorrow, what was he supposed to think?

A thousand thoughts were racing through his mind. And they weren't coming in an organized manner; all of them flew this way and that, making them known like a passing scream.

And distantly, out of all of them, one was wickedly singing, It's rude to stare...

And stare he did, and just for the hell of it, he stared some more. He couldn't pull his eyes away from the sight of the... creature lying before him. He's looking at me with bedroom eyes. He thought, a blush coloring his whole face.

He was tall, he knew that, long legs of a healthy pale color. His skin was unscarred and looked to be smooth like silk to the touch. He was resting his body on his stomach, but he didn't need to see it to know it will be hard with muscle. His head was resting on one arm and the other lay close to his chest. Long graceful fingers twitched on his carpeted floor.

And his face! Bright gold eyes shone at him with amusement, and long rusted red lashes shielded most of his eyes from view. His long reddish brown hair fell over his face, and one daring lock rested itself on his bottom lip, he had the strongest urge to remove that hair, and then stroke it, and know its texture more.

He smiled back up at him; with such emotion it sent butterflies dancing in his stomach. Those pale lips opened slowly, and he could see the flash of long, sharp, canine teeth. "So beautiful." His voice was shaky, and his words were slurred, being that it was his first time speaking in this body, and really, just speaking at all.

And a soft voice he recognized as his own cut through the silence, "I know you are..."

Hey! Here I end Chapter six! I hope you all enjoyed and leave a lovely reviews! As you may have noticed, FF.N has finally acknowledged that I have a chapter for just reviews, going against their rules, so I had to take it down, I will still answer reviews though! :: power pose :: Though I'm afraid not as much... nn;;

Sierra-Falls: I know you probably didn't mean anything insultive by it, it just kinda shocked me I guess you could say. See I've always loved writing yaoi and fantasy, it's a favorite pass-time of mine to write demon love stories, but no matter how much I try, I always make my males seem less manly than they should, but then demon's aren't supposed to have a specific gender, only one they choose, so this gives me a wide field to crash in!

BlackStarrKitsune: You check to see if I update everyday? I'm so flattered!! And I'm glad you agreed with me on Kyubi's (and Naruto's) pranks, I always found them hillarious, and it would take a lot of guts to do even half of what they do! I also have a few pranks I want them to try out in the future, so if you, or anyone for that matter, have any suggestions, please tell me in a review!

Lily Day: I'm glad you like my story, but please don't call me a bitch. You nearly gave me a heart attack! O.O