IMPORTANT NOTE: The deal that Kiba makes in this chapter is NOT the deal mentioned in the summary. That is still yet to come. Sorry about any confusion.
This is the part of the story that gets really odd. XD Sorry 'bout that folks, but it does kind of take a weird turn.
Next chapter will be uped to an M rating because it'll have a lot of cursing XD
Sorry about the odd ways my mind works in twisting an innocently little story around.
(…)
It was late, really late. It was so late that it was now early. What time was it? Three? Four in the morning?
Yet Kiba still wasn't back.
After leaving that afternoon he hadn't come back. Not so much as called.
Naruto restlessly stared at Kiba's bed, then at the clock. He could hear the rain pouring outside. It was a cold night. Far too cold to be walking around outside.
Still no sign of Kiba.
He checked his cell phone, no calls.
He had called everyone he knew. Hinata, Ino, Sakura, Shikamaru, Kiba's sister Hana. He had even gone so far as to almost call the police and file a missing persons report, but knew that since he'd only been missing for a night it would do him no good.
He looked at the clock next to his bed again. In harsh green blocks the numbers 4:12 glared out at him.
Still no sign of Kiba.
Where was he?
(…)
"Sir, don't you think it's a bit early for a walk? And in this kind of weather too?" "Quiet Kabuto. You know very well that I'll burn horribly in the sun if I go out during the day. Besides, I like the rain," a man as pale as a corpse said, lightly brushing his long black hair away from his face.
His assistant sighed slightly, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose a smidgen. Casting a glance to the side, his dark eyes lit up when he saw something…A boy, lying on his side in the gutter. The harsh rain fell down and the bitter wind nipped cruelly across the body.
He was wearing nothing more then a t-shirt and uniform pants from a nearby high school. Completely improperly dressed for the cold front that was sweeping across the city.
"Kabuto, why have you sto-…" The corpse like man's voice trailed off as he saw what made Kabuto stop following. The man walked over and bent down to get a better look at the boy's face.
Only half conscious the boy opened a murky eye. He had been wandering around all night in the rain, not wanting to go home. He had done something he wasn't ready to accept responsibility for, and had ended up getting sick in the cold and wet.
It was amazing, he felt as though he should be dead. Was he dead?
His watery eyes focused on the smirking, gaunt face in front of him. The face smiled a toothy grin, showing long, fang-like canines. The boy let out a quiet moan. "No…vampire…my blood s'no good…tainted…bad…don't…"
The boy wasn't sure what happened next, everything just went black.
(…)
Kiba woke up to a bright light shinning in his face. He groaned and rolled over on his stomach. "Naruto, it's too damned early. Turn the fucking light off."
"….Naruto?" an unfamiliar voice said. "Perhaps they're friends?" a second just as unknown voice replied.
Kiba snapped his head around, his eyes opened wide in confusion.
"What did I tell you? I knew he'd have a sharp look about him once he recovered." The voice came from a strange, oddly pale man, who sat in a chair across the room. "I suppose," another, younger man said. He tilted his head to the side so his long white hair that was tied back, whisked to one side.
"What the Hell?! Who are you?! Where am I?!" Kiba screamed, twisting the rest of his body around and leaping out on the far side of the bed so that it was now in between him and the two men.
"I will be happy to answer all questions you might have," the pale man said coyly. "But first, you might want to put some clothes on." Kiba glanced down, and muttered a few curses as he pulled the covers off the bed to cover himself up.
The pale man raised his eyebrows smugly. The look sent shivers down Kiba's spine. Something about this man was off. Clearing his throat the man brushed his long, oily, black hair away from his face. "I am Orochimaru, you need to know no other name then that. I am…How would you say this..? A business man of sorts, though on the surface it would appear to an outside observer that other men are running the companies that I own. It is inconsequential for you to know what companies, just that not many know they are run by me." He let a slow grin crack across his porcelain features. "I like my privacy. If I was out in public some might ask about my hobbies."
Kiba definitely wasn't getting a good feeling from this.
"As to where you are. You are in an underground section of one of my company buildings. This room is tailored to fit the needs of any patient, which by the way you were… You owe me quite a lot for taking care of you."
Kiba swallowed and it felt like a pufferfish had just expanded itself in his throat. He could almost feel the poison dripping down his throat and causing his slow and painful death. "I…owe you?" he said in a hoarse voice.
"Yes, but we'll discuss that later. First I have a few questions of my own. The most important being, who are you?" "I…" Kiba searched his mind for all the names he had ever heard and quickly spliced one together. "Itachi Uchiha." For some reason Naruto's demented weasel and the last name of that annoying Sasuke boy seemed to go well together.
Orochimaru frowned. "Is that so Kiba?" he asked. "Yeah it-…" Kiba's face paled as he looked up at the man with a startled expression. "Ki…ba?"
Another creepy smile on that cold white face. "Well now, it hurts me that you would lie. Ten again, I'm sure you have your….reasons. But after all the time I had my staff spend nursing you. After all the time I personally spent nursing you. I would have hoped you would have been more open. And you seemed like such a smart boy from what your records show. Even if most of your teachers said you didn't apply yourself." He paused. "Then again, a truly smart boy wouldn't have been out cold in a gutter."
Kiba narrowed his eyes. "You looked at my records?"
"We had to identify you. I'm sure your family would be sad if you went missing for too long. So yes, we looked at your records. For good purpose you know. It wasn't like we truly went snooping. We found only information on the surface of things, just enough so we could know who you were. Though I assure you we could have found out much more."
The idea chilled Kiba to the bone. It made him wonder if the man knew more then he was really saying.
"Next question," Orochimaru said, changing the subject. "What caused you to run away in the first place?"
Kiba glared down at his hands. Could he get away with lying? Somehow it didn't seem worth the risk, though twisting the truth…Or at least leaving off part of it would be fine. "I…I sort of confessed my feelings to a close friend, but I don't think they returned them. So I wasn't ready to face them again and tried to go somewhere I could be alone. It's no big deal. Stuff like this happens all the time to kids my age." There a plain, boring story. 'Friend' could be left to interpretation too.
The man tapped his middle finger against his temple in thought. "Friend…Uzumaki Naruto?"
Kiba's heart skipped a beat. Just how much did this man know? "H-hyuuga Hinata!" he lied, not making eye contact.
"He's very bad at lying, sir," the younger man said. "Indeed Kabuto. He truly is."
Kiba swallowed again. He was feeling increasingly nervous.
"I have a little deal for you Kiba-kun," Orochimaru said. Kiba narrowed his eyes, not really caring for the first name bases the man had established. "I need to conduct a study." He waved his hand and Kabuto walked towards Kiba. "It's a new version of an old product. I've already done clinical studies, so I do know it works fine. But it would be nice to test it in a case study outside a lab. You've heard of roofies, yes?"
The boy shook his head.
"No? Hmmm, roofinal? Ruffles? Ropies? The pill? The date rape drug?"
The brunett's eyes widened in horror and disgust.
"Kukuku. No, no. I didn't use any on you, nor do I intend to," he assured him. "It's as I said. I would like to use it in a non-clinical study. So if you would be a dear and slip some to Uzumaki…See if he wakes up." "You don't need to!" Kiba spit out. "You don't need to test the drug in a case like this! And I refuse to rape Naruto, that's sick and wrong." He glared with disgust and hate at the man.
"You're right…this has more to do with a way to kill my boredom to see what will happen," Orochimaru smiled. He clearly had no problems admitting that he was a sick and twisted person. "And I never told you to use it to rape him. Just to see if he wakes up. How you go about testing this is your choice. If you want to…I'm not stopping you." Just for a little added effect. "If you choose not to do this, perhaps I'll have someone else test this out on him. The boy does go out to eat sometimes so it wouldn't be that hard. And my employee…Just because you wouldn't touch him doesn't mean they wouldn't."
Kiba snatched the pill out of Kabuto's hand. "Now…no matter what happens. I just want to make sure that it's tested," Orochimaru said with a smile. "Remember, I have ways of finding out if my orders are followed."
(…)
"KIBA!?" A small, blond missile launched itself at the brunet, tackling him onto the ground. "Where have you been?!" Naruto's blue eyes were narrowed and glistening as though he was about to cry. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand furiously.
"You're heavy," Kiba grunted. He pushed his friend off of him. "I'll tell you about it later. I don't want to talk about it right now."
Naruto opened his mouth to protest, but changed his mind. The last thing he wanted to do was upset Kiba enough so that the boy ran off again.
For the rest of the day he followed Kiba like his shadow. He refused to the leave the taller boy's side. The only time Kiba got any peace was when he went to use the bathroom. Even then Naruto would be standing on the other side of the door.
Finally Kiba snapped "Naruto! What? What do you want?! Freakin' tell me already!!"
Naruto literally took a few steps back. He looked down abashed and scuffled his foot against the ground while he muttered something.
"What did you say?" Kiba asked in an exasperated tone, straining his ears to hear the other's voice.
"I just want to make sure you don't leave again," Naruto said a little louder. His voice was still quiet enough that Kiba wasn't sure if he had heard him right.
"….Leave…Again?" the words echoed with a hollow tone in his mouth. "I don't…plan on leaving." His eye's flickered to the side, recalling something. "You really missed me that much, and want me around. You know…after…"
Naruto shook his head. "I don't care. You're my friend, and despite how you act sometimes, you're a good person. You won't make any advances if I don't want you to. I know you have good self control when you really try to keep yourself in check. I have faith that you would never do anything bad to me."
Kiba flinched. His right hand went into his pants pocket for a moment. He pulled something out, his hand grasped tightly around it so Naruto couldn't see what it was. The blond tilted his head to the side, trying to get a better look. He narrowed his blue eyes in concentration.
"Naruto….I just remembered a favor I need you to do for me," Kiba said slowly. He began moving his closed hand towards Naruto. His voice was dry and he could hear his voice shake slightly as he spoke.
Naruto gave him a suspicious look. "What?" he asked, lifting his own hand up. He wasn't sure what was going on, but Kiba seemed to be offering him whatever he was holding.
Kiba could feel sweat forming on his brow as Naruto's hand came closer to his own. He clenched his jaw tight. And as Naruto's fingers hovered inches away, Kiba jerked his arm back.
What was he doing? Was he really going to give his friend some sort of drug he had gotten from a creepy, oily, psychopath? He didn't even know if it was safe, he only had the man's word. And that wasn't worth much.
On the other hand…
From all that the man had done in the short communication he had had with him, he knew not to take his threats in vain. That man would follow up on what he said. His sick obsession with toying with people would make sure that if Kiba didn't keep good on his word, he'd find another way to torment the boy.
Kiba bit his bottom lip while trying to think of a loophole. He ignored Naruto's alarmed cries and the warm blood that was dripping from his mouth where his teeth had punctured his own flesh.
He gave a wry smile. "Oh…that bastard. He wanted me too…Stupid little."
Clearing his painfully dry throat he said in a scratchy voice. "Naruto, I need you to watch after me for a little bit. I'm not sure how long, but I'll be a little out of it for awhile."
The smaller boy's eyes widened considerably. "Kiba? What are you saying? What are you going to…"
He stopped mid-sentence as Kiba opened his hand, revealing a small white pill. He tossed it into his mouth a swallowed.
Naruto followed him wordlessly down the halls to their room. By the time they reached the door Kiba was walking at a snail's pace. His eyes were half-lidded and his entire body drooped forward.
He fumbled with the lock in a futile effort. His hand to eye coordination was crap with the drug in his system. All he was doing was effectively keying the door.
"Kiba, what is all of this?" Naruto's voice cracked in worry.
"Just…a lit…tle…'spearment," Kiba mumbled.
"What? What kind?" Naruto's voice was wavering now.
Kiba's eyes were closed, so he couldn't see, but he wouldn't be surprised if the blond had a look of mortification on his face. "Just…a…"
Kiba's body slumped forward.
For the second time in under a week the world around him spun into an unsettling black.
(…)
(A/N): Say NO to drugs kid. The author is completely against the use of any sort of illegal substance such as the date rape drug. She agrees with Kiba, they're bad.