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"Hi" – People speaking

'Hi'- Someone's thoughts

They separated, much to Dean's dismay, Sam getting the salt, Dean getting guns.

While Sam was packing the rock salt away, two demons walked into the store, the bell above the door alerting Sam. He froze, and watched as one of the two demons walked right in front of him. He slowly reached for his shotgun, but the demon heard him. Sam walked backwards, the demon stalking him. The demon lunged at him, and they wrestled for a moment, while Sam tried to exorcize it, but to no avail. He grabbed his knife and stabbed the demon in its vessel's stomach. He looked around warily for the second demon, ducking when it attacked him from behind. He blocked the demon's blows, then stabbed it through the neck. Sam stood there, panting, when the demon blood attracted his attention.

The door opened again, letting a man in, and he ducked down, looking at the door in a mirror.

"Sammy?" The man called.

Sam relaxed, and stood straight. Dean came around the aisle, but froze, shocked at the sight of Sam with two bleeding bodies, and a dripping knife.

Dean couldn't help but wonder what had happened, and if Sam had given in to his addiction yet again.

-SND/SND/SND/SND/SND/SND/SND/SND/SND-

Dean and Sam moved about in the safe room, teaching the others how to use guns.

Dean paused when he saw the blonde kid twirling a knife with ease, as if he had been doing it for years. He wanted to go over and talk to him, but the man who guarded the door walked up to him. Seconds later, the blonde disappeared.

"You know how your way around a gun at all?" Dean asked the door guard.

The man took the gun Dean handed him, and stripped it easily.

"Hm. Where'd you serve?" The way the man stripped the gun had army labeled all over it.

"Fallujah. Two tours. Got back a little over a year ago," he answered, lost in memories. He looked back at Dean, "Takes one to know one. Where'd you serve?"

Dean frowned, "Hell."

"Heh. No, seriously."

"Seriously. Hell," Dean repeated.

-SND/SND/SND/SND/SND/SND/SND/SND/SND-

Sam searched for the blond boy, finding him in the empty back room, where the boy was leaning against a wall, still staring into space. When he got close, the boy looked up at him, and blushed. He had an attractive blush, rosy pink, and it traveled across his cheeks and down his neck. For a second, Sam wondered how far down it went, before he pushed that thought away.

"Hi, I'm Sam," he said, introducing himself.

The boy looked up at him shyly.

"H-hi," he stuttered, "I'm Naruto."

"Japanese?" Sam blurted before thinking, surprised.

"Y-yeah, I know, I don't look it. Everyone says that."

"Sorry." Now it was Sam's turn to blush, embarrassed at how badly he was screwing up.

Naruto giggled, amused at Sam's blushing.

"It's fine, I'm used to it."

"So, how are you doing?" Sam questioned hesitantly, nervous and giddy for some reason.

"I'm actually doing pretty well, considering."

Just then, Dean appeared next to Sam, startling Naruto.

"Hey, Sammy, wha – Oh hey, didn't notice you there. I'm Dean," he said, interrupting their conversation.

"Um, h-hi. I'm Naruto," Naruto answered, shy again.

"Japanese, huh? What's your name mean?" Dean asked.

"Dean!" Sam cried.

"No, it's fine. It means 'fishcake'," Naruto says, smiling slightly.

Sam and Dean were suddenly focused on Naruto's plump lips, and how they curved. Dean was imagining how those lips would feel wrapped around a certain part of him, which started to rise in need. Sam was having thoughts of kissing those beautiful lips, and biting at them, making them redder and fuller.

Naruto seemed to sense where their thoughts were going, and flushed a bright red, bowing his head, and nibbling at his bottom lip.

Then, there was a knock at the door, and the room's occupants jumped in surprise. Naruto's blush seemed to get much darker, if possible. He snuck his way around Dean, and hurried out of the room, past Ellen, who looked at him in bemusement.

"Ellen, you need something?" Sam asked, seeing as Dean was still trying to compose himself.

"I'll be back. I need to go look for Jo, not sit here on my ass. She's out there. If I'm not back in half an hour, go. Get these people out of here."

"Oh, hold on. Can I talk to you for a sec?" Dean interrupted, turning to Sam, wanting to talk alone with him.

Ellen looked at them, before nodding slightly and leaving.

"Ok," Sam said to Dean, anticipating what Dean wanted to talk about, "this is not happening."

"What's not happening?"

"We are not going to argue about who gets the girl, or in this case, guy."

"What? No!" Dean denied, "But, seriously, Sammy, this is the first time we're both really interested in the same person. And I'm guessing you're not gonna back down on this one."

"You guessed right. Anyway what's so different about this one that you can't back down? You get a girl in every town, why can't I get this one?" Sam pleaded.

"Cause he's the cutest guy I've seen in a long time. Besides I thought you didn't do flings, Sammy?"

Sam pushed Dean into the door angrily. "If you think that I-" Sam paused and took a deep breath. "I'm not looking for a fling!"

"All right, all right! Calm down," Dean soothed. "Look, we're fighting over who gets Naruto, when we don't even know who Naruto wants. Or, hey, maybe we could share," he leered at Sam.

Sam sneered in disgust, before pausing, thinking. "Wow." he muttered in shock.

"What? What's wrong?"

"You really like him. You're actually giving him a chance to choose. I thought you'd just try to make him like you."

Dean looked ready to argue again, but Sam just shook his head, and walked back to Ellen.

-SND/SND/SND/SND/SND/SND/SND/SND/SND-

Naruto looked out at the arguing brothers, wondering what they were arguing about, but he wasn't curious enough to bother listening in.

Naruto felt sorry for Samuel. He knew that when the younger Winchester found out that the ones he had fought and killed weren't actually demons, he would be devastated.

A commotion at the doors cut off his train of thought. Apparently, Sam had just pushed Dean. He could smell their anger from all the way across the room.

Thinking about their smells reminded him of what they smelled like when they were aroused. He blushed hard, berating himself for letting something like that happen. 'I was just supposed to look for War, not start flirting with two of the most dangerous hunters! Gaara is never going to let this go.'

Naruto twirled his knife, thinking about the problem he had landed himself in. 'There's no way I have two mates, let alone two hunters for mates! But why would they smell like mine? And why did I react like that when I first caught their arousal? No! There has to be another explanation.'

He looked up to see Samuel leaving with the female hunter. 'I hope this goes well, but I know it won't.'