Authors note: something I have forgotten to tell is that the characters might be a little OC ^^
Enjoy…
Chapter II:
It had gotten a little warmer by the time they arrived home after school. The water was dripping from the icicles that hang from the eaves on the entire apartment complex.
But Naruto wasn't happy – it was still cold as hell and Sakon had made his school day a hell. First he and his duo of evil (Tayuya and Jirōbō) had thrown sticky candy after him in class and then when he had been in the bathroom to take a leak they had attacked him with a sharp stick.
His cheek still stung after the cut the stick had made.
But it wasn't the physical abuse that was the worst part of it, it was the verbal abuse – especial the part of them calling him girl and addressing him as a she.
Naruto kicked the snow angrily it wasn't his fault that he hadn't been blessed with height and muscles. Aina kept saying that he would grow at some point but that some boys were late bloomers, and apparently he was one of them.
He sat on the bench in the middle of the playground which was the center of the apartment complex. He leaned backwards and saw Aina in their kitchen window.
He smiled a little when he noticed the scrawl on her face. She was properly helping mama Chiyo with dinner.
His cheek stung again and he lost his smile.
"Fucking bastards," he hit the bench angrily.
The anger was boiling inside him and he jumped up from the bench stalking over to one of the trees he pulled out the pocketknife he had in his pocket and stabbed one of the trees.
He pulled the knife out of the tree and imagined Sakon in its place. He stabbed it again and again and again. With every stab another angry gashes were left in the bark of the tree.
"What did that tree ever do to you?"
Naruto whipped around, dropping the knife in the snow. The hooded guy from yesterday was setting on the bench that Naruto just had vacated.
The first thing he noticed were the…
"Why are your feet bare?" Naruto asked without thinking.
"Why are you stabbing a tree?" the voice was cold and without felling. Defiantly male.
Naruto felt cold shivers run down his spine, and he wasn't entirely sure if the cold shivers were bad or good.
"Not your concern." Naruto looks at his feet finding them very interesting.
"Hn."
They sat in absolute silence and even do this wasn't Naruto's best ability he didn't fell any need for talking right now.
The hooded guy sifted and Naruto turned to look at him. Was he leaving? But no the hooded guy was only shifting position. Naruto noticed the bare feet again.
"Why are your feet bare?" he asked again pointing at the feet.
The hooded guy wriggled his toes.
"I don't feel the cold."
"Oh, I wish that was me," Naruto grinned leaning backwards hands behind his head and eyes turning into slits. "I hate the cold."
"Hn."
Quite again.
"We can't be friends," the hooded guy stood and looked at Naruto with his black orbs.
"Weren't they red yesterday?" Naruto thought but when the hooded guy turned and jumped down the bench and walked away, Naruto woke up from his thinking. "Hey who said I wanted to friends with you weirdo?" he yelled.
"Naruto dinner."
Naruto turned and saw Aina on the balcony.
"Coming," he yelled back. He looked in the direction the hooded guy had left but he was already gone, only the print of bare feet in the snow indicated that he had been there.
-X-
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" The hooded guy yelled at Sarutobi. His red eyes spinning like mad in the half dark room. He graphed one of the glasses on the counter and threw it through the room.
"Maybe I'm getting old, kid," Sarutobi sighed knocking his pipe into the ashtray to get the used tobacco out.
"Old? Old? Nearly getting caught isn't old."
"Not everyone stay young, kid."
"Don't talk to me as if I'm stupid," the hooded guy hissed.
He stared at Sarutobi as he opened the pack of tobacco and refilled his pipe. The hooded guy turned and graphed the doorknob. "Then I just have to do it myself."
He shoot one last look at Sarutobi before leaving the apartment, only leaving the sound of the smacking door in his wake.
"Maybe I just want to get caught."
-X-
Killer Bee was a big man. But not in the fat big kind of way but in the way where muscles were rippling with every step he toke on his run.
As he got closer to the little tunnel that ran under the town's main road he slowed down. He stretched his arms as he walked into the tunnel.
"Help."
Killer Bee stopped his flexing and looked for the voice.
"Help me."
The voice was coming from a small figure on the ground not far ahead.
Killer Bee ran over to the figure.
"What's wrong young man?" he asked crunching near the figure.
The boy looked up at him.
"I tripped and I think I twisted my ankle," he told graphing the ankle he had twisted.
Killer Bee noticed the bare feet and the sickly white skin of the boy. Pity ran threw him. Poor guy.
"Let me help you get up," he said moving closer and placed one of the boy's arms around his shoulders.
"One, two, three," Killer Bee stood up and the boy followed easily. He doesn't weigh a thing.
"Come let me get you home," Killer Bee looked down at the boy but the moment he made contact with spinning red eyes his time was up.
A mouth with rows of sharp teeth's lashed onto his neck.
Killer Bee started to scream but it quickly turned into gurgles. The beast crawled all over him throwing him from on concrete wall into the other.
Killer Bee fell to the ground with the beast heavy on top of him.
The burning teeth's released his neck. He heard a growl and cold hands were around his neck, and the last thing he heard was the snapping of his own neck, and the last thing he saw as his head was turned 180 degrees was the night sky and falling snowflakes.
Uneven footsteps neared the two on the ground.
The beast looked up growling at the figure. The red eyes were spinning like mad, and blood was dripping from his drawn lips that showed a row of sharp, deadly teeth's.
"Clean this up Sarutobi," it hissed jumping up in the air on all fours and flew away.
Sarutobi looked down at the dead man and the red snow around him.
His name is Sasuke – vampire
-X—
The cold concrete door opened, scraping the cold floor as it went over it. Baki steeped into the cold cell and looked over at the cross legged figure in the room.
"You're going hunting."
Green eyes appeared and stared cold and empty into his.
There was a shimmer and the figure stood behind Baki. Baki froze and stared right ahead as he felt sand engulfing the space around him. The walls and roof in the cell cracked and big flakes fell down, turning into sand as it hit the ground.
A big wall of heavy sand started to materialize in front of him. The wall fell and Baki closed his eyes anticipating the impact anytime, but it never came.
He opened his eyes and saw that the wall had tipped half way and spilt into to leaning pillars. The top of the solid pillars turned into corns of sand that flew past each of Baki's ears.
Baki turned his head and looked at the figure behind him. The sand was floating around the figure and melting into his skin.
When all the sand had settled down Baki handed the figure a piece of paper.
"This is where you're going. There has been numbers of disappearance and the one they found was a man drained down to the last drop"
"Vampire," a cold voice stated.
"Yes."
"A sloppy vampire."
"Yes."
"Dead vampire." The figure started to walk down to hall where there were dozens of concrete doors as the one the figure was just released from. He was going hunting.
His name is Gaara – Hunter
Now all the main players have been introduced and now let the game begin.