DO NOT GET OFFENDED BY THE FACT THAT I ALTER RELIGION AND HISTORY (this is just a story) - hell yes, Jesus is/was an amazing dude! I just wanted to give you another explanation to things and I wanted to write a different kind of vampire story. I tried to give birth to new interpretations, since I like vampires myself. IT IS IN MY OLD STYLE AGAIN! Let us celebrate, who buys the whiskey? Do share your thoughts about this one; do you think it is good or total crap? (TWOSHOT)
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Pairing: Sasuke x Naruto / Naruto x Sasuke
Summary: Eternal life in a society of mere fools. Sasuke is sick of it all until the new slayer shows up. Blood is shed and ribs are broken - in the end, is the heart still human? The meaning of love, possibly it is love unending? SasuNaru, M for SEX
Disclaimer: I have no rights over the characters or whatsoever (do not sue me Mr. Kishimoto), I am just loaning them and returning to the rightful owner (Mr. Kishimoto).
Rumours twist and take turns in the mouths of the immortals, but eventually I get what I was after. His name is Naruto Uzumaki, the next prodigy to be the greatest slayer since time knows when. Well, he seemed a little slow in my opinion, but then again -humans tend to be that way. Now there is a reason for me to go to these gatherings I hate the most…I want to study him, devour him for being something I would want to own. Being independent means I have to remove the obstacles on my way, but I can have my fun too - what do you think?
Yet again this Naruto appears at a party doing his thing, wiping us off and yet again I am fascinated by him and do not try to stop. He does it with such a delicacy that no one even notices - we are as blind as our food. I want to see him, feel him and let him do as he pleases. Slayers are like that - they are like magnets too strong to fight.
The casual chitchat becomes conversation and we share our thoughts about the world - our constant fights need some sugar in it too. It seems he never wanted to be a slayer in the first place but he did not have a choice. Being a slayer is always out of ones control, always. His body accepted fully his role but his mind refused to give in, the never-ending inner battle.
Now that I look at him more closely, I can see that life has not been fair to him - he is a bit edgy, somewhat scared all the time and tired. On the other hand, he lives life at the fullest, enjoys shedding blood and the adrenalin which drugs him to no end. Someday I want to fight you too, he smiles faintly at me as we watch the stars twinkle in the midnight sky. Those words seem so familiar, as if I had heard them or perhaps said them before. I just cannot recall any of it.
I let my hand wander on to his and I stroke it slightly; I do not know what the fuck is wrong with me. Why the hell I am playing with fire, this boy? His skin is soft yet rough and he shivers a bit as I slide my hand on his bare arm. Do not, he says. Why, I ask him. Nothing good is going to come from it, he continues sadly. Anyway, one day I will fly away and leave all this to yesterday, he smiles sadly while keeping his eyes on the stars. One sacrifice, he whispers but I am not sure whether I heard it right.
I do not want to dig into it too deeply and I keep my lips sealed. I move a little bit closer to him and I start to sing a song quietly yet audibly And you can tell everybody this is your song/ It may be quite simple but now that it's done/ I hope you don't mind/ I hope you don't mind that I put down in words/ How wonderful life is while you're in the world/ -- / So excuse me forgetting but these things I do/ You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue/ Anyway the thing is what I really mean/ Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen/. His smile takes up a new form as if he is feeling shy. Naruto pushes me a little with his hand and I laugh gently. I cannot help it, I smile at him.
Then we both keep silent and somehow I feel the happiest man "alive". Why do you seem so off of your kind? He asks me after a moment of pure silence. You do not interact, somehow you just seem to float in the air above everyone else…does that not feel lonely, he continues. Sometimes, I tell him. But then again, I am not a person who really enjoys company of meaningless people full of selfishness, I continue after a while. I did not become like this because I wanted to be one of many - I became like this because I thought I would gain power, I sigh then.
He looks at me quite oddly and I cannot help but wonder what goes behind those eyes of his. You are not satisfied? He says furrowing his eyebrows. Maybe I was at some point…I smile sadly, but then you see your loved ones -if you ever had those- die or just whither away, I say smelling the thin air around us. Sad, he whispers. You get used to it, I say. Maybe, he sighs. It is getting cold, he then adds and I take it as an invitation and cuddle closer to him.
He flinches a little but does not push me away. Naruto lays his head on my shoulder and soon falls asleep, the sound of his breathing unites with the thumbing in my chest. I kiss his forehead and grin at the fact that tomorrow we are enemies again; he will spit against my face, but I think it is okay. I smell the beginning of the end but I let it pass me like all the strangers do. If can drown in this moment, I will have to do it now.
The morning comes with lazy sun rising and I know I have to go. I take off my jacket and cover Naruto up with it. See you around, I whisper and take my leave. It is not that I could not stay - I just knew the next day would be another new day and not quite like this one. I did not know what I wanted from Naruto - did I want a new Jeanne, a new Buffy or just him as he was? I do not discriminate others by gender, but I was not sure whether this was sexual or something else. Maybe even both.
He was like a twinkling star in the ever so dark midnight sky. His rosy lips formed flower petals while speaking, making him seem luscious. I wanted to crush that beauty and I wanted to keep it safe. Is this what humans call love? When ones heart beats like a drum resonating to ones whole body. I forgot how it used to be when I was a human too.
The following night he appeared again in the cemetery as if he knew I would be there. As if we both knew we would be there. A smile and I sank my fist into his gut; I wanted to taint the lovely creature. Another smile and he was lying on his back on the ground. I straddled him and watched carefully as he unbuttoned his shirt. One by one those round little black buttons gave room for bare chest that moved rhythmically up and down. My nails sank into his delicate skin making it bleed.
Naruto groaned under me, but did not move a muscle to stop me. My hands travelled on his skin and from there to remove my own shirt. Fuck me, he groaned. With too eager hands we stripped each other, pure adrenalin choking us and I did not have the foggiest idea why this all had led to THIS. I was never interested enough in anything but now my hands moved on their own. I pulled him into a wet hot kiss, biting the corners of his mouth until I tasted the blood in my mouth. He sank his teeth into my neck and I could not help but to moan. Blood was everywhere yet we were just at the beginning of it all.
He drank from me as if I was a glass of wine and I sucked everything I got from him. One could smell the lust in the air filling the space like hundreds of spiders in heat. He was under my skin and I was his. We ripped the last of our garments off and I pushed him down so that he hit his back hard. The more pain, the more pleasure. Naruto was bruised, all bloody and wet from the grass and I fulfilled his plead. I lifted my slender body above his and set myself right above his crotch. I saw his eyes widen a little as I lowered my hips.
My hole met up with his twitching member and I pushed down fast and deep. For a second he looked terrified as blood ran down my things, but I just gave him a malice grin. He was about to raise his hand in a soothing manner to my cheek, but I slapped it away with a laughter. I began to move up and down until his tensed body relaxed and gave into the pleasure. It felt so good when his cock rummaged inside me; ripping my insides out all over again and again.
Naruto's throat gave out purring sounds and suddenly he flipped us over with such ferocity that I got bruises all over. Now he was on top, searching the real me behind my mask that was my cold eyes. A little smile creped on to his lips as he pounded me and pressed his soft lips on mine. The warmness of it all drowned me; I gaped for air and yet I let him do what he wanted. It hurt like hell, just the way I liked it.
I raised my hands around his slender neck and I started to choke him; he on the other hand pressed my lungs so hard that I coughed blood because of the inner bleeding. His eyes were watery, but his rhythm never changed. My mouth was full of blood and the taste of metal was inevitable. The lack of oxygen was a catalyst; our sight became blinded by heat and need - we gave in having the most immerse orgasm in our lives. He exploded like a volcano inside me and at the same time I released my grip on him as he did with me. He came with a pressure inside me making my whole body shudder and twist. My cum was mixed with the blood on him and his was leaking from my torn hole.
Then the little fucker did it; I knew he was up to something. I have been around so long that I know when something takes a U-turn to hell. He crucified me to the ground and I felt like Jesus, Naruto being Judas. Except that I could not have any more sins than I already had and neither he. Naruto slammed two stakes through my palms and two through my feet. His face was all bloody and sweaty and I just laid there like a crippled person listening to my own blood dripping in the night. You fucking vampire, he spat against my face as the tormenting and itching pain took me over. I never even tried to stop him.
They wanted you dead, did you know? Your own kind, he said maliciously, but it was not anything new to me. I know, I said calmly. I paid my debt, he said then and turned around in order to leave. Did you really? I ask. He stays silent and keeps facing the city lights and not me. Kill me and release yourself, I continue as if everything until now had been meaningless. You fucking bastard, he shouts and turns to me, face wet from the tears. Naruto drops on to his knees and beats my chest with powerless fists. You were supposed to be easy target…he cries, something that did not matter, he cries even more, the tears will not end. The salty liquid burns my wounds but I keep still smelling the air that is purely and full of him.
I fucking hate you, his sobs fill my ears. I hate you too, I answer back ripping my hand away from its captivity and I yank him down into a deep and loving kiss. My flesh and skin hang loosely from the palm of my hand and I can see through my own hand. Why would one go to these extents? Because in the end my heart is still human and love is and will be unending. For years to come would people talk about fallen angels, the lovers of the devil and my heart beats louder when I look at the other side of the bed, where lies my own angel tightly asleep. I am sure those bumps under the blanket are his wings or what is left of them. I look at my bruised body and I smile as I know that we have all the eternity to make history, which will someday be written in your books as the ultimate truth. This is how religion is made.
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