What Do You Want From Me Chapter 2, a naruto fanfic

I have been very busy lately with some personal problems, leaving me no time to write. (sighS) So, gomen and kudos (credits) to those who have been waiting patiently for this chappie and thanks for all those lovely reviews that you have sent out to me. I know that I'm cruel at leaving you all at cliffhangers but bear with it. I can't finish this story without leaving you hungry for more, right? Haha…

(clearS throat)

Now, on with the usual warnings and crap. To those who have problems with yaoi/shounen ai, I suggest that you leave right this instance because I don't want you ranting and raving about some gibberish!

To those who are in the same league as me, enjoy this fic because its purpose is to serve your thirsty desire to see some SasuNaru in action (I don't mean it in a dirty way, mind you. Probably in the later chappies, promise!). .

To those who are curious, I welcome you anytime but read at your own risks. (Don't say I didn't warn ya!)

Reviews are definitely a welcome.

Warning: Contains lots of death, sex, torture, sadism and erm, angst. There are lots of bad languages going on so if you can't handle it, leave. (Shesh)

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. (If I did, I would have made all the characters submit to me. laughS maniacally)

Chapter 2: How We Met

He was bored. He shifted from leaning on his left arm to his right.

So very bored.

Everyday was the same old routine repeating itself again and again. Sure, time was neither an obstacle nor a convenience to him. He could stay like this forever and not worry about a single damn thing that happens to this forsaken world. To just stay perched on top of his sanctuary and watch it fall and crumble into tiny pieces as time passes on made him feel something equivalent to happy, a feeling he once had with Naruto. With all the dirty humans polluting the earth and numerous attempts of killing themselves directly and indirectly, it was just a matter of time before they become extinct like animals.

Then Sasuke frowned. If all humans were to die, I would surely lose my food supply. He felt dirty drinking all that blood. But the joy of ripping their throats apart, hearing them scream in pain and fear, be the witness to their death and seeing them choke in their own blood was a joy, an ecstasy far greater than any drugs; to see them fall to their deaths willingly. To die in his hands was an honour. Males and females alike would die or commit hideous crimes for him if he so much as to ask them to.

Beyond the thick castle walls was daytime where the sun was hot and burning on the backs of those who are striving in the fields to make a living but all his minions were all deep in slumber in the darkest, deepest area of the castle, waiting for darkness to descend except for the Halflings. Halflings were half vampires, half humans and servants to vampires and they are able to walk in the daylight to run errands for their own masters, the ones who turned them into Halflings, protecting them while their masters slumber and is able to find their own food. They are very convenient indeed because all they ask for in return is the rapture of bloodlust and to feel pleasure from their masters' intimate touches and painful bites from a vampire's fangs.

There are three different kinds of Halflings. One, the ones who are willing or chosen by a vampire master and they would only turn into fully fledged vampires after vampire master's blood have completely transferred and washed out all signs of humanity in them, second, those who cannot withstand it will turn into mindless zombies with the need to feed particularly humans or any living being that unfortunately had to come into contact with them; the basic instinct for survival. And third, there are those who are able to withstand it and refuse the change, it was utmost painful to resist it but when one is able to do it, his reward is to be able to stay as a human, gifted with the strength and speed of a vampire.

He, of course had attempted to change Naruto into a Halfling as well with hope that Naruto would stay by his side forever and share with him the promises of eternal life. Even though Naruto was not his first attempt to change from a human to a Halfling, he was the last. Most of the vampire masters that lay in their beautifully carved coffins during the day were once human too and they were much, much older and wiser than Sasuke but they dare not defy the last direct descendant of the founder of the vampire clan, one with the strongest bloodline in the vampire history. The Uchihas had a special gift that no other vampires owned and their closest relative was the Hyuugas. A gift so powerful that it will make all of their enemies cower beneath their feet. A power that he, Uchiha Sasuke wanted to share with his beloved.

The corners of Sasuke's mouth lifted into a small smile. He was reminded of Naruto, the hot-headed blonde who had pursued him relentlessly and so desperately. Naruto was a restless spirit, so full of energy and radiance…

…so beautiful were those eyes that seem to see into him, pierce his insides…

…so silky was his hair when he ran his hand through it…

…so soft was his body when they rubbed together…

And his lips were an unopened bud, promising of hot and passionate fantasies to those who had a chance to taste them. It had been so sweet, so lustful and so breathtaking when Sasuke conquered those lips. Even now, after a century, he could still feel Naruto's warmth and clumsy but intimate touches on his body, moaning his name, writhing under him, needing him and loving him…

But Naruto was mortal which he hated. He didn't like the idea of another mortal staining him with their dirtiness and their filthiness, claiming him as their own and then breaking him without another single thought. That's why he wanted to turn Naruto into a vampire but before he could do that, something happened. Something unpredictable and unexpected. Sasuke frowned, marring his usually expressionless and handsome face. Why didn't he understand? He loved Naruto so much that he was willing to give up everything and place it at Naruto's feet, baring all his weaknesses to the hyperactive blonde if he had any, that is. But as times passes by, his love turned into something more possessive, more powerful and dangerous till he wanted to kill Naruto to make him his for all eternity.

He wanted…Naruto. The game of hide and seek between both of them was coming to an end and he was fed-up with all these running around. The thin line dividing love and hate cannot be compared to Sasuke's feelings and he knew that Naruto felt the same way as well. If not, he would not have pursued Sasuke all this time.

He then spat hatefully when an image of his past flashed past. Haruno Sakura, the girl with long pink hair which he hated so much for taking Naruto away from him. She was a bitch! He wanted to kill her so much that he couldn't settle for tearing her throat apart and let her die an instant death. No, he wanted her to die so slowly and so painfully that she will never think of Naruto even after death and beyond, wanted drop after drops of blood flow out of her veins until there was none left in that whore.

How dare she touch him!

How dare she smile to him!

How dare she marry him!

Sasuke couldn't stand it any longer. He shot up from his seat and paced restlessly to and fro in his room. He needed something or someone to vent out his frustrations and his anger on. The castle was dark and quiet except for the occasionally discreet sounds of rats squeaking around for food. His servants and minions know better than to make any noise near their lord when he was in his room.

The long and dark curtains made from rich blood-red material were drawn apart and Sasuke winced at the sudden burst of sunlight. He looked at the scene before him, lit by the sun's rays, giving life to all those who need it. The only light in his life was Naruto. With his sun-kissed hair and bright eyes of the ocean blue, he had captured Sasuke's heart, trapped it in what you would call; a web of love.

"Naruto…" The name sounded so right and the last time he visited the blonde was enough to rekindled old memories but then… His stomach rumbled. A sign that he was hungry. Sasuke licked his lips before spreading his black wings. Time to feed…

-Flashback-

100 years ago…

It was cold. It was very cold but he shouldn't feel it, right? Then why was he so very cold?

The rain continued to drum mercilessly on his bleeding body. The hard ground, now muddy and soft because of the rain and his blood became his bed and soon-to-be deathbed was weirdly comfortable.

He could hear noise. He could hear someone calling to him, moving him. Who was it? So annoying! He just wanted to sleep. Just sleep away his problems.

In the cold?

Weak. That's what his brother had called him and he had proven it right. He was too weak, too useless and too much an imbecile to continue on living.

"Oi!"

This person is so annoying! Why can't he go away! Leave me alone! But Sasuke only managed to growl in response, a poor attempt to shake off his assailant.

There was no more noise. Finally, he can sleep peacefully. This was heaven. His wound, the large, deep and bleeding gash on his stomach didn't hurt anymore and he couldn't feel the heavy rain beating his battered body anymore. He felt numb mentally and physically. His consciousness was slowly drifting into darkness.

Bliss…

Wait! Why is he moving? No, he wasn't moving! He was being moved! Someone had lifted him up and he was leaning heavily on someone's back. Ouch! Looks like he's still alive but soon, soon, he will wither away like a flower…

Then he smelt it. Blood…Fresh blood so close, so very close. He could almost hear the rich red liquid of life calling to him, luring him, begging him to savour it, taste it.

He was losing a lot of blood but as long as there was fresh human blood, he can always rejuvenate easily. He needed to feed. No! He screamed to himself. He wanted to die! To end this eternal curse of being a nightwalker!

So, he reluctantly lifted one of his eyelids with the intention of pushing the other person away but he ended up seeing himself sinking his fangs at the vulnerable neck before he let himself be carried of to oblivion.

It hurts.

Throb, throb, throb.

It couldn't be the beating of his heart. His heart died a long time ago. Didn't it? Does heaven give a heart to those who have already departed? No, vampires don't go to heaven, they go to hell! But does one feel pain even after death?

"Oi!"

There was that same voice again. Sasuke frowned or at least he felt himself doing so. Why was it so heavy? There was something pressing against him, something warm and comfortable. It was such a nice feeling that he couldn't help himself but nuzzle against the warmth and breathe in the sweet smell of…

Nuzzle? Warmth?

Realizing that he was hugging something big and heavy, his eyes shot opened and he jerked himself away from the 'something' he was hugging earlier. With his back against the wall, he couldn't move back any further and the next thing he know was, he was staring at something so blue, he thought he was going to drown.

"Nee, daijyoubu desu ka? (Are you alright?)" The owner of the voice asked with concern.

Sasuke's befuddled mind only managed to register a blushing blonde before he understood that he was naked, his injuries treated and bandaged that he scrambled off the bed so fast, he got tangled in the sheets, earning him a loud thud when his head hit the wooden floor. He could hear the other person trying his very best to stifle his laughter but it was no use, he burst out laughing. The loud noise ringing in his ears hurt and it added even more pain to his current headache.

It hurt so much that he shouted, "Shut up, dobe!"

Huh? Did I just say that? Did I just give a response?

Silence.

Sasuke got up and looked at his so-called 'rescuer'. With messy and spiky mop of blonde hair, he had three whisker-like scar running along the sides of his cheeks, the bluest eyes he had ever set his eyes upon that seem to give a hint of loneliness and, and…

There was a large bandage at the base of his 'rescuer's' long, slender neck. It was sweet. He shook his head. Both of them stared at each other for a long time before the other person broke the silence.

"I'm Naruto, Uzumaki." He stuck out his hand in a friendly gesture. Sasuke continued to stare at the outstretched hand like some idiot. So, he's still alive when he wanted so desperately to die. There was this annoying hand movement in front of him, waving up and down within his line of visual. "Hello? You there?" Naruto peered curiously at him, so close that Sasuke could feel blood rising to his usually cold face.

"What!" There was irritancy laced with it. He turned away.

"Oh, so you can understand me after all and I thought you were deaf and mute." Naruto humph-ed childishly. He had crossed his arms and let his weight fall heavily on the crumpled bed sheets.

Sasuke couldn't help but stare at the bandage, stark white against his tanned skin. He cleared his throat and pointed at it. "Um, did I?"

Naruto looked at him and nodded before placing his hand there and rubbed it softly. "You could've warned me first, you know then I wouldn't have punched you so hard." He then grinned. "It's alright now, I guess. It sure doesn't hurt anymore. I was so surprised when you sank your teeth there and started sucking my bloo…"

"Wait a sec!" Sasuke had jumped up and held up his hand. There was surely something wrong here. Terribly wrong. "You mean, you know what I am?" At Naruto's nod, he continued, "And you still brought me here?" Another nod. Is this boy mentally ill or is he plain stupid? Sasuke thought to himself.

"I have never seen one, you know."

"Seen what?"

"A real life vampire." Naruto pulled Sasuke down and stared at him again. "You look like a kid. Not much older than me, I think." He leant down and pressed his forehead against Sasuke's, making him blush even redder like some teenage girl who's having her first crush.

Stunned, Sasuke could only stay rooted to his place. This kid is definitely stupid to the point he ought to have his brains replaced. Sasuke pulled away and glared daggers at Naruto. "Don't touch me, dobe."

"Teme! Stop calling me that!" Naruto fumed. It was kinda comical to see this mortal change emotions so easily. From happiness to concern and then to anger. It was really interesting. "I have a name, you know." Naruto pouted.

"…"

"So, I told you mine. It's Uzumaki Naruto. So, what's yours? You have a name, right? And since you understand me, I think it is much easier to communicate so…"

Why won't he stop talking? A vein was throbbing on his forehead, a sign that he was annoyed. "Naruto..." He started.

"Yeah, that's right. Hey! That's my name!" Naruto frowned. Why was this guy being so difficult? He did save him after all. Shouldn't he be grateful?

Then the alarm chose the correct time to ring loudly, surprising Naruto. "Oh shit! I had an appointment with Sakura-chan." He ginned stupidly before jumping off the bed and began hurrying around the house; grabbing his clothes strewn all over the floor and looking for his socks. "I'm already late so…" He looked at Sasuke. "You…erm, try to get something to eat, kay? It's all in the kitchen." He was hopping out already, struggling to wear his shoes properly before slipping into his coat. "Don't touch anything!" He shouted as he began to close the door.

"Hey!" Sasuke cried out all of the sudden.

"What!"

"Uchiha Sasuke."

Remember me…

The blonde named Uzumaki Naruto smiled and waved goodbye.

"That's my name."

And the door clicked shut.

A/N:

Oh dear, the story didn't turn out the way I planned it to be. All these POVs are driving me nuts and probably some of you all are thinking, "This authoress is a really bad writer!" Yeah, I admit it but so what! I only like this whole fic revolving around Sasuke being the super seme and Naruto being the uke and very submissive at that.

Next chapter would definitely be the time where both of them encounter each other after a century (or more, i think). If you are thinking about asking me about the aging process and so on…Read the next chapter and you will understand. Opps, shouldn't have revealed too much. So, to all reviewers who are reading this, write me a review, kay? Cause they're my fuel to keep me running.

Stay tune for the next chappie!

Ja ne.