With a happy grin Naruto patted his stomach, taking a deep breath. He had eaten all the ramen the Uchiha had cooked and watched him standing in front of the washbasin before he stood up, walking next to him. He reached for a wet plate and Sasuke gave it to him with a cloth.
"Thank you." the raven said and continued washing his disches.
"Never mind." the Uzumaki answered and put the dry plate on the working-place.
The vampire watched him for a while and smirked, "But you have still to clean up your room."
"B-but why?!" the blond cried out. He was a clumsy and disordered guy, but he loved his mess! And – more important – he found anything in his ordered chaos.
"This is an apartment, not a piggery. My home, my rules." the older said without emotion and gave the youth more stuff to dry. Naruto kept helping him, but his expression was, well, aboiled then.
Soon they were done and the Uzumaki's eyes went over to strange, metall instruments. "Hey, Sas'ke-"
"Sasuke..." the other corrected and the lad rolled his eyes.
"Whatever," he answered and pointed at the things and asked, "for what are they used?"
The Uchiha followed his finger and answered, "I use them for making my sugar-physiques." The human rose an eyebrow, obviously confused. The dark-haired sighed, "Like the fox out of sugar I gave you after your first night here and the sweetmeat in your lunch. Remember?" The other's chin dropped.
"Youmade them?! By yourself?!!" he stemmed with a non-believing voice. Good, the raven was a very good cook, but that he even made candy with his own hands surprised the young man. And being honest, he had never expected the... cold, bitter man next to him was able to do such a thing.
Sweet and Sasuke... … Impossible to say in one tense.
Said raven dried his hands with a cloth and added, "I'm doing it for, hm, yeah, about 50 years. It took a long time before I got the right texture of the caramel." The Uzumaki just shook his head in disbelieve, hearing such incredible numbers drove him crazy. Sighing he took a seat on the table, probably more stuff like that was going to follow.
"Ha ha, 50 years..." he giggled and nodded deep in thoughts.
"I have a lot of hobbies, but cooking and drawing are my favorite ones." Sasuke said and laid on the working place, his face directed to the blond. A weak, painful smile was over his face and he whispered, "When you live forever, things get boring after a while. Everything passes away..." He seemed to feel uncomfortable, his eyes moony. Naruto watched his expression, confused about the reaction. The Uchiha seemed... somehow... sad? "Whatever," the raven said and stood up. "It's just evening. What would you like to do?"
"I dunno. Kiba is visiting his family and Gaara is not allowed to get visits after eight." the Uzumaki answered, playing with his own fingers. It was a bit boring, but it got too late for meeting someone. Surely Iruka-Sensei would find time, as well as Kiba, but he didn't want to disturb his teacher or the family-meeting of his friend. So it's going to be a night with Sasuke-teme... . He sighed and rested his head on the table, closing his eyes.
"I'll go taking a bath." the Uchiha said and walked to the door. Arrived he turned his head, eyed the smaller man and informed, "I take a lot of time when I have a bath. Do you need to go to the toilet?" The lad shook his head and Sasuke watched him for a moment before he went over to the bathroom.
Naruto looked at the clock with a snort. The raven had been over two hours in the bath till now and the blond was even more bored than before. He walked through the living-room, looking for something interesting. His eyes caught the wooden frame with lots of books. But he saw a folder on it, but it was cluttered. He went over and took it, opening it carefully. A lot of white sheets were in the folder, sketches and paintings made with a pencil. They were pretty good, but as violent and sad as always. Dead people lied on a hill, a boy cowered in a corner, a black shadow killing people.
But after a while the Uzumaki found a painting which was far different from the others. It didn't show much, but it sended cold shivers over his back. Big eyes stared at him, the pupils were only slits. Black hair was over the face, hiding it half. The blond swallowed and turned over to the next side. There he found another sketch, this time showing a slim, young body. The boy had bright hair and his face looked tired, the upper body was laying on its side. The youth eyed the picture and recognized the boy. The Uchiha had drawn him on school when he took his photo. Yeah, it was definitely the dying white-haired from the painting. The following pictures showed always the same boy, one after another.
Who was he?
He closed the folder and put it back, holding his lower part. When was the bastard fucking done?! The lad needed to go to the toilet, but he felt uncomfortable walking inside while the other was in.
But holding back became harder and after some inner conflicts Naruto headed the bathroom, knocked and called, "Sas'ke, I need the toilet." He opened the door and walked in, stepping to the toilet and unzipping his jeans. The blond refused to turn around, he had already a small blush on his face and he was busy getting sure the raven didn't see anything either. Soon the Uzumaki was done and flushed the toilet, saying, "Sorry for getting in, but I couldn't hold back. And why are you taking so long?" He waited for an answer and rose an eyebrow. "Bastard?" he asked and finally turned around.
A hot steam filled the air and water dropped down the walls and the mirror. But, more than all, the room was empty. The Uchiha had disappeared.
"Sasuke?" the blond called once more and went to the shower, but the cabin was empty as well. "Hu..." he murmured and looked around until his eyes dropped on the bathtub. The water was still in there and had a strange, green colour. But suddenly azure eyes widened when he saw a black bundle under the water.
"SASUKE!" the Uzumaki screamed and jumped in the bathtup, grapped the other's shoulders and pulled him out of the water. The vampire's eyes flew oped and he gasped out in surprise, finding himself being shaken like a tree. Meanwhile the lad screamed out in pain, the green water was almost boiling and burned his skin. The vampire pulled him out quickly, ripping off the sucked jeans.
"You moron! Why did you do that?! You burned yourself!" the dark-haired growled and ran over to the basin, bathing some towels with cold water. He knelt down next to the blond, putting the cold cloth on his already red legs.
"Shut the fuck up, bastard!! You're the one who was drowning in the bathroom!! Ouch!!!" Naruto cursed, killing the older with his glance.
The Uchiha just sighed and hissed, "You're much more an idiot I expected. I am a vampire – I can't drown." The human bit his lips, trying to overcome the pain and the anger building up. He jumped into the fucking hot water to safe that jerk and that bastard just offended him. How long had he been in there anyway? His pale skin was already red. And why on earth did he turn the water so hot?
"I have a lotion for burning. If you cool the wound you'll heal soon." Sasuke said and lifted the human like he had any weight and carried him out of the bathroom.
"Lemme down, bastard! I can walk on my own!" he yelled and punched the man, but the other didn't listen after all. He just kept walking and opened the door to the balcony, stepped outside and laid the youth in a chair which was there.
"Wait here, I'll be right back." he said and stood up, turned on his wheels and went back into his apartment. The blond looked after him and widened his eyes, turning deep red when he got a sight on the vampire's, well, pale, well-built and – more than all – naked ass. Soon the other came back, only wearing a white bathrobe, and carrying a blanket, a tube and two small packets. He put the things on a small table, which was between the two chairs on the balcony. First he gave Naruto the blanket and wrapped him inside before he knelt down in front of him, squeezing some of the lotion from the tube into his hands.
"N-no! Wait, I-" the Uzumaki stammed but the Uchiha interrupted him.
"Just relax. I know where the lotion is needed and where not. I'll take care." He gently rubbed the lotion into the tan skin, giving the younger a short massage. The blond just starred at him, blushing more and more. Now he noticed the raven's skin was steaming, the clouds could be seen clearly in the dark, cold night.
When he was done, Sasuke stood up again, unpacked the two small things he had and gave the blond one of the Popsicles. With his own he sat down in the other chair and sighed relaxed, a big cloud leaving his mouth. Red eyes followed the steam until it disappeared into the darkness of the night. "Haa~" the Uchiha smiled and laid back, licking his ice.
The blond looked at him for a while and said, "Sooo... You're eating ice-cream in a bathrobe while outside are sub-zero temperatures." The raven nodded and starred at his ice. His hand grapped the stick right under the ice, it melted and flowed down his hand. "Call me a baka, teme, but I really don't get it."
"Don't worry, idiot, I've never expected you to understand." Sasuke answered with a smirk, but it wasn't as bastard-like as always. He breathed and watched once more the steam comming from him.
Naruto just looked at him, trying to figure out what was so special. The Uchiha licked his ice and explained, "I told you once I was human, right? When I was little I used to go out for a walk with Itachi. But he's about 100 years older than me, he couldn't go outside when the sun was shining." He rose his head, looking up to the many stars. "... In winter we went out every evening and it was really cold sometimes. I saw almost every time my own breath, how it rose up in small clouds. But when I transformed... I lost my body temperature, along with many other things. But when I take a hot bath so that my body warms up... When I went outside then and hold an ice in my hands and it's melting under my grip... it's almost like I were still alive." One more time the pink tongue slided out of pale lips, licking up some of the fluent ice-cream.
"You're weird. I mean it." the Uzumaki answered and bit his Popsicle, his upper body starting trembling because of the freezing temperature.
"Who is calling who weird. You're the first person I ever met that tried to safe someone who is already dead from drowning." the dark-haired said and ate is ice. His body had already cooled down so much his breath could be barely seen. And just like the steam his peaceful expression died in the darkness.
"You're not dead, teme." suddenly the younger said and caused the other to gave him a confused look. Naruto felt the red orbs on him and added, "I mean, your heart is beating. And as far as I know dead people's hearts don't beat at all, right?" A grin was over his face, a weak try to cheer up the older. Sasuke had looked much better than now, his face hard as a rock, hurted eyes and no emotion at all.
The ravenette sighed, "Of course you can't understand," He stood up quickly and stopped one last time when he reached the door, without looking back. "How is a human supposed to understand a vampire after all? The lamb doesn't understand the wolf as well." And with that he left the blond and his confusion alone.
Naruto wasn't any different at all. Just like all the others... … "Tch."
After a while the blond got up from the chair, it was getting cold. But he looked down himself surprised, seeing his tan legs. The lotion helped a lot, the pain was already gone and his skin turned back into his normal colour as well. Not bad.
He took the trash and the blanket when he stepped in, closing the door behind himself. Just then he heard a low noise coming from the corridor. But before he would find its source he needed to go to the bathroom. His cloths were still a bit wet and he thought it would be time to put on his sleeping wearing. So the youth went over to said room, opened the door and stepped in, throwing the blanket over a small stool. Mumbling a melody he pulled of his shirt and reached for his pants when his eyes dropped on the floor. A bundle of cloth was there. Blue cloth.
He starred one second.
One more.
One more... … …
"You fucking bastard!! My jeans!!!" he yelled. Naruto had completely forgot the raven had ripped off his jeans, but they weren't just ripped but almost frazzled. He couldn't wear them anymore, not even try to fix them. Angry and with narrowed eyes he dressed on his shirt and stamped towards the Uchiha's bedroom and threw the door open. He found the dark-haired in front of an easel, wearing black jogging-pants and a tight shirt.
"Yes, baka?" he sighed, putting more colour on his latest painting.
"My pants! You frazzled them!!! My jeans, you asshole!!!" the Uzumaki bellowed but the vampire remained calm.
"If it's just that, I'll buy you some new one. And sorry I wanted to safe you from more burnings." the vampire answered and concentrated back on his drawing. He had felt the urge to paint that big, devilish, yellow eyes which starred at him, hungry, needy and amused.
He just hated them, from the bottom of his heart, soul and mind. He hated them. He hated him.
"Fuck you, bastard..." the lad huffed and listened to the song which was just played from the small player. He rose an eyebrow, turning around and starring at the small CD-player.
"Say goodbye as we dance with the devil tonight..." He knew that song. And within one second his memory came back, causing him to swallow.
Sasuke heard that of course and asked, "Something wrong, looser?" The bright-haired kept starring, listening to the music.
He nodded in its direction. "That song. What's its title?"
"'Dance with the devil' by Breaking Benjamin." the Uchiha answered, putting down his brush and taking the flick knife from his pocket.
For both of them, that song had a secial, bad meaning.
And while Naruto took a deep breath, closing his eyes and trembling, Sasuke cut his painting violently, destroying the starring, yellow orbs.