More of Nightwishing...
Title: Nightwishing
Genre: AU vampires
Rating: PG13
No sleep
No sleep until I am done with finding the answer
Won't stop
Won't stop before I find a cure for this cancer
Sometimes
I feel I going down and so disconnected
Somehow
I know that I am haunted to be wanted
In the Shadows-The Rasmus
Orochimaru put his elbows on the desk as he looked at the young man standing across from him. He knew who he was; he had spoken with the Council enough to know the other’s job description. That was why he had them lining the walls, his perfect children. The man in question really wasn’t a man at all, but a half daemon the Council had hired to do their dirty work. He was tall, with long blonde hair that went to his waist, even pulled up in a pony-tail as it was. He wore a dark green t-shirt and jeans, both liberally stained with paint. The only signs of his daemon heritage were in the palms of his hands, which were hidden from view and clasped behind his back. He claimed he was there only in an advisory capacity, but Orochimaru knew that was just a polite way of the Council saying that they thought he could no longer hold his territory by himself, and couldn’t risk loosing track of the Kyuubi and Shukaku.
“I want to make it clear that the only thing you will be doing during this fight is watching,” Orochimaru narrowed his eyes at the bored look he was shot. He thought that the Uchiha was an arrogant bastard, but he was nothing compared to the one that stood in front of his desk. At least Sasuke had always been polite.
“Yeah, yeah. I heard you to first dozen times, sheesh,” the blonde said, rolling his eyes. He had his own mission from the Council, and he was going to see that it was carried out, even if he had to take out the vampire sitting across from him. Time was of the essence now- they had so very little before She would be awakening.
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They made it back to Sasuke’s house with very little of the night left to spare. They had maybe an hour or so until the sun would be peeking over the horizon. Sasuke had taken the silent ride as a chance to think about something that been bothering him- he was throwing his support almost blindly at Naruto without so much as asking why Orochimaru had been after him in the first place. The more he thought about it, the more curious he became. He parked his car in the driveway, absently noting the lack of a pink corvette in the drive. It seemed Sakura must be spending the night elsewhere. The idea sent him some relief; maybe she was getting over her little obsession with him.
Naruto watched the other drive and think. He admired the way that he could concentrate on two things at once. He remembered when cars had first come out and how he had tried to learn to drive at the time. He had failed miserably, mainly because he couldn’t do the required multi-tasking-that and the person who was teaching him had been much more interested in the amount of groping he could get away with while the blonde was distracted. It seemed like he blinked and they were back at his house. Naruto undid his seatbelt and turned so he could grab the duffels from the back. By the time he had gotten out of the car, Sasuke had already gotten out and was unlocking the door. Naruto caught up swiftly, and was at his back before the other pushed open the door.
Sasuke turned his body and reached for the knife hidden in the waist band of his pants; he hand the knife to Naruto’s throat before the other could blink, his body set on autopilot. Naruto froze and went that unique still that only a member of the undead could go. His chest did not even bother going up and down. He felt the query through the link at what he was doing. He moved the knife away and twirled it around so he could put it back in his pants.
“Don’t sneak up on me,” he said as he pushed the door open. Naruto nodded, knowing that it was as close to an apology as he was going to get as he followed Sasuke inside. Sasuke put his keys on the small table next to the door that Sakura kept for that purpose and began walking to one of the guest rooms. He was going to order some more curtains to put up in there, because the idea of waking up to a corpse everyday was not appealing. He chose the one that was across the hall from Sakura’s room and right next to his. Sakura and Naruto would have to share a bathroom, but they could get over it. “You can put your things in there,” Sasuke said as he opened the door to the room.
Naruto stuck his head inside and was surprised at the amount of space. It was no where near as large as Sasuke’s room, but it was spacious. There was a full bed against one of the walls and a night stand, each done in blonde wood. The bedspread was a soft green with orange and red leaves printed on it. There was a chest of drawers against another wall of the same wood and a small armchair sat in the corner. The walls were a soft beige. It spelled one thing to Naruto: homey. So, naturally, the first thing he did was to throw his bags at the chest of drawers and jump on the bed. Sasuke smiled at the antics- here was a 900 year old vampire jumping on the bed in one of his guest rooms. It was little surreal.
“Naruto,” Sasuke said once he had stopped jumping and was laying spread eagle on the bed. Naruto rose up on his elbows and looked at him in inquiry. “Can I ask you something?” Sasuke moved from his place leaning against the doorway to the armchair.
“I believe you just did, sunshine,” Naruto said, grinning like the Cheshire cat. “But shoot anyway.” He fell back down on the bed in a resounding huff. Sasuke rolled his eyes at him. Naruto was coming through whatever it was that connected the two of them together as playful. Sasuke decided to label this emotion as irritating in his own mind.
“Why are they after you and Gaara?” Sasuke asked. All sense of playfulness died as Naruto heard the statement. Sasuke looked at him. He was oddly still for a few moments until he sucked in a deep breath.
“There are things that I have done…Things I had to do for my master. They were not pretty things,” his voice was a whisper as he remembered some of the things. “But I was good at them.” He sat up and looked at Sasuke. Sasuke felt his breath catch in his throat at the amount of sorrow that was in that gaze; it spoke of horrors that he could only dream of. “I’m not proud of it, but we all do things we don’t like in order to survive. The other master vampires, the Councils, they all wish to make use of my unique talents along with Gaara,” Sasuke rose as Naruto spoke and walked to the bed. He sat on the edge and leaned so that their shoulders were touching. He had never been good at receiving comfort, and he had never really had a chance to give it either, but he was trying.
“What talents?” he asked softly. Naruto turned to look at him; he embraced him and held on like a drowning man to a piece of drift wood. The amount of sorrow and self-loathing that was coming through the bond was scaring Sasuke, but he had to know. Something was telling him that he just had to.
“I’ve killed people-men, women, children; took the very breath from their lungs to use to slice them open,” Naruto shuddered against him. Naruto was not sure why he was even telling him this. He was not under the power of the sharingan. He had not even told Gaara. The two of them had looked at each other on that boat heading to the New World and known. There had been no need for words. But here he was, not even trying to stem the flood from his lips. “I’m an elemental vampire. Most vampires derive power from age and only in the realms of mental manipulation. Elemental vampires can use the elements and grow in power at an exponential rate. We’re a threat to them as long as we are not under their thumb,” Naruto growled.
Sasuke stayed where Naruto had put him, up against his chest. It was a wonder in his mind that Naruto had managed to stay sane. No wonder he wanted Gaara back so badly; to the Council or any other master vampire they were nothing but trophies or glorified pets. The very idea sickened him. If he was learning one thing from all this, it was that vampires could be human too. He heard a soft beeping coming from his phone, and Naruto let him go enough to look at it.
“Naruto,” Sasuke said as he learned what time it was. “You need to get to my room for a Rest.” Naruto stood and followed after him on auto pilot; his mind was hundreds of years away reliving the horrors of his early years.
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Naruto woke the next evening to the sound of a whet stone running over a blade. He didn’t bother to open his eyes as he remembered the night before. He wondered what had possessed him to tell something like that to Sasuke. The man was a vampire hunter- he was probably disgusted with him and trying to plot out some way to kill him so that the world would be rid of him. Not that Naruto would blame him. The only thing that had prevented him from walking out into the sun some morning had been the knowledge that someone else would inherit his burden, and he could never live with himself if that happened. He opened his eyes and began coaxing the blood back into his extremities. The sight that greeted him was odd to say the least: Suigetsu was sitting on the trunk at the foot of the bed a large sword sitting across his lap.
“Sasuke will be glad you’re up. It means that we’ll have a chance for one last debriefing before we blow this popsicle stand,” he said without ever turning around. Naruto was slightly creeped-out as he sat up. “I believe you have time for a shower before Sasuke decides to storm in here after you,” he added after a moment. Naruto nodded to his back as he stood. A shower sounded good.
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Sasuke knew the moment Naruto woke, it was like all the emotions from the bond suddenly switched to on. He actually broke off mid-sentence while talking to Karin. She tilted her head, curious as to the lapse. He shook his head as he felt the regret from the other; he wondered what would make him feel that way for a moment. He shook his head, yet again, to clear it, and picked up his conversation with Karin.
“Are you sure that no one’s seen Sakura? I’m starting to get worried,” and he was- Sakura was a grown woman and entitled to go wherever she wanted, but normally she called to tell him. This did not fit into her normal way of doing things and that had him worried. Karin just rolled her eyes at him.
“Please. She’s probably just gotten her shag since laying eyes on your pretty face. I know I was like hell yes,” Karin said sticking her tongue out. Sasuke made a face at her for the mental images. That was far too much information for him, he just wanted to make sure that she was alright. Juugo cleared his throat and they turned to look at him.
“I do believe I did not want to know that,” Juugo said in a flat voice. It was a well known fact that Juugo had a thing for Sakura. Karin shot him an apologetic look.
“Sorry, Juugo-baby,” she said as Naruto walking into the room in a pair of cargos and nothing else. He raised both eyebrows as he heard the apology. Sasuke looked him over briefly, suppressing the need to run over and touch him; it seemed the need to touch got stronger as time went on.
“Am I interrupting something?” Naruto asked looking around the room. They all shook their heads as Suigetsu followed him into the living room. He just grinned and continued to pet the overly large piece of metal like he thought it was going to talk to him.
“We ready to get this shit started?” Suigetsu asked. Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose and counted to a hundred. He had forgotten how it was to work with his fellows. He reminded himself that he needed them to pull this off. They sank into his living room furniture as he motioned for them to sit.
“Let’s go over this one last time,” Sasuke said pointing to the blue prints that sat spread on the table. Karin could always work wonders. Or, at least, he hoped so.
Genre: AU vampires
Rating: PG13
No sleep
No sleep until I am done with finding the answer
Won't stop
Won't stop before I find a cure for this cancer
Sometimes
I feel I going down and so disconnected
Somehow
I know that I am haunted to be wanted
In the Shadows-The Rasmus
Orochimaru put his elbows on the desk as he looked at the young man standing across from him. He knew who he was; he had spoken with the Council enough to know the other’s job description. That was why he had them lining the walls, his perfect children. The man in question really wasn’t a man at all, but a half daemon the Council had hired to do their dirty work. He was tall, with long blonde hair that went to his waist, even pulled up in a pony-tail as it was. He wore a dark green t-shirt and jeans, both liberally stained with paint. The only signs of his daemon heritage were in the palms of his hands, which were hidden from view and clasped behind his back. He claimed he was there only in an advisory capacity, but Orochimaru knew that was just a polite way of the Council saying that they thought he could no longer hold his territory by himself, and couldn’t risk loosing track of the Kyuubi and Shukaku.
“I want to make it clear that the only thing you will be doing during this fight is watching,” Orochimaru narrowed his eyes at the bored look he was shot. He thought that the Uchiha was an arrogant bastard, but he was nothing compared to the one that stood in front of his desk. At least Sasuke had always been polite.
“Yeah, yeah. I heard you to first dozen times, sheesh,” the blonde said, rolling his eyes. He had his own mission from the Council, and he was going to see that it was carried out, even if he had to take out the vampire sitting across from him. Time was of the essence now- they had so very little before She would be awakening.
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They made it back to Sasuke’s house with very little of the night left to spare. They had maybe an hour or so until the sun would be peeking over the horizon. Sasuke had taken the silent ride as a chance to think about something that been bothering him- he was throwing his support almost blindly at Naruto without so much as asking why Orochimaru had been after him in the first place. The more he thought about it, the more curious he became. He parked his car in the driveway, absently noting the lack of a pink corvette in the drive. It seemed Sakura must be spending the night elsewhere. The idea sent him some relief; maybe she was getting over her little obsession with him.
Naruto watched the other drive and think. He admired the way that he could concentrate on two things at once. He remembered when cars had first come out and how he had tried to learn to drive at the time. He had failed miserably, mainly because he couldn’t do the required multi-tasking-that and the person who was teaching him had been much more interested in the amount of groping he could get away with while the blonde was distracted. It seemed like he blinked and they were back at his house. Naruto undid his seatbelt and turned so he could grab the duffels from the back. By the time he had gotten out of the car, Sasuke had already gotten out and was unlocking the door. Naruto caught up swiftly, and was at his back before the other pushed open the door.
Sasuke turned his body and reached for the knife hidden in the waist band of his pants; he hand the knife to Naruto’s throat before the other could blink, his body set on autopilot. Naruto froze and went that unique still that only a member of the undead could go. His chest did not even bother going up and down. He felt the query through the link at what he was doing. He moved the knife away and twirled it around so he could put it back in his pants.
“Don’t sneak up on me,” he said as he pushed the door open. Naruto nodded, knowing that it was as close to an apology as he was going to get as he followed Sasuke inside. Sasuke put his keys on the small table next to the door that Sakura kept for that purpose and began walking to one of the guest rooms. He was going to order some more curtains to put up in there, because the idea of waking up to a corpse everyday was not appealing. He chose the one that was across the hall from Sakura’s room and right next to his. Sakura and Naruto would have to share a bathroom, but they could get over it. “You can put your things in there,” Sasuke said as he opened the door to the room.
Naruto stuck his head inside and was surprised at the amount of space. It was no where near as large as Sasuke’s room, but it was spacious. There was a full bed against one of the walls and a night stand, each done in blonde wood. The bedspread was a soft green with orange and red leaves printed on it. There was a chest of drawers against another wall of the same wood and a small armchair sat in the corner. The walls were a soft beige. It spelled one thing to Naruto: homey. So, naturally, the first thing he did was to throw his bags at the chest of drawers and jump on the bed. Sasuke smiled at the antics- here was a 900 year old vampire jumping on the bed in one of his guest rooms. It was little surreal.
“Naruto,” Sasuke said once he had stopped jumping and was laying spread eagle on the bed. Naruto rose up on his elbows and looked at him in inquiry. “Can I ask you something?” Sasuke moved from his place leaning against the doorway to the armchair.
“I believe you just did, sunshine,” Naruto said, grinning like the Cheshire cat. “But shoot anyway.” He fell back down on the bed in a resounding huff. Sasuke rolled his eyes at him. Naruto was coming through whatever it was that connected the two of them together as playful. Sasuke decided to label this emotion as irritating in his own mind.
“Why are they after you and Gaara?” Sasuke asked. All sense of playfulness died as Naruto heard the statement. Sasuke looked at him. He was oddly still for a few moments until he sucked in a deep breath.
“There are things that I have done…Things I had to do for my master. They were not pretty things,” his voice was a whisper as he remembered some of the things. “But I was good at them.” He sat up and looked at Sasuke. Sasuke felt his breath catch in his throat at the amount of sorrow that was in that gaze; it spoke of horrors that he could only dream of. “I’m not proud of it, but we all do things we don’t like in order to survive. The other master vampires, the Councils, they all wish to make use of my unique talents along with Gaara,” Sasuke rose as Naruto spoke and walked to the bed. He sat on the edge and leaned so that their shoulders were touching. He had never been good at receiving comfort, and he had never really had a chance to give it either, but he was trying.
“What talents?” he asked softly. Naruto turned to look at him; he embraced him and held on like a drowning man to a piece of drift wood. The amount of sorrow and self-loathing that was coming through the bond was scaring Sasuke, but he had to know. Something was telling him that he just had to.
“I’ve killed people-men, women, children; took the very breath from their lungs to use to slice them open,” Naruto shuddered against him. Naruto was not sure why he was even telling him this. He was not under the power of the sharingan. He had not even told Gaara. The two of them had looked at each other on that boat heading to the New World and known. There had been no need for words. But here he was, not even trying to stem the flood from his lips. “I’m an elemental vampire. Most vampires derive power from age and only in the realms of mental manipulation. Elemental vampires can use the elements and grow in power at an exponential rate. We’re a threat to them as long as we are not under their thumb,” Naruto growled.
Sasuke stayed where Naruto had put him, up against his chest. It was a wonder in his mind that Naruto had managed to stay sane. No wonder he wanted Gaara back so badly; to the Council or any other master vampire they were nothing but trophies or glorified pets. The very idea sickened him. If he was learning one thing from all this, it was that vampires could be human too. He heard a soft beeping coming from his phone, and Naruto let him go enough to look at it.
“Naruto,” Sasuke said as he learned what time it was. “You need to get to my room for a Rest.” Naruto stood and followed after him on auto pilot; his mind was hundreds of years away reliving the horrors of his early years.
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Naruto woke the next evening to the sound of a whet stone running over a blade. He didn’t bother to open his eyes as he remembered the night before. He wondered what had possessed him to tell something like that to Sasuke. The man was a vampire hunter- he was probably disgusted with him and trying to plot out some way to kill him so that the world would be rid of him. Not that Naruto would blame him. The only thing that had prevented him from walking out into the sun some morning had been the knowledge that someone else would inherit his burden, and he could never live with himself if that happened. He opened his eyes and began coaxing the blood back into his extremities. The sight that greeted him was odd to say the least: Suigetsu was sitting on the trunk at the foot of the bed a large sword sitting across his lap.
“Sasuke will be glad you’re up. It means that we’ll have a chance for one last debriefing before we blow this popsicle stand,” he said without ever turning around. Naruto was slightly creeped-out as he sat up. “I believe you have time for a shower before Sasuke decides to storm in here after you,” he added after a moment. Naruto nodded to his back as he stood. A shower sounded good.
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Sasuke knew the moment Naruto woke, it was like all the emotions from the bond suddenly switched to on. He actually broke off mid-sentence while talking to Karin. She tilted her head, curious as to the lapse. He shook his head as he felt the regret from the other; he wondered what would make him feel that way for a moment. He shook his head, yet again, to clear it, and picked up his conversation with Karin.
“Are you sure that no one’s seen Sakura? I’m starting to get worried,” and he was- Sakura was a grown woman and entitled to go wherever she wanted, but normally she called to tell him. This did not fit into her normal way of doing things and that had him worried. Karin just rolled her eyes at him.
“Please. She’s probably just gotten her shag since laying eyes on your pretty face. I know I was like hell yes,” Karin said sticking her tongue out. Sasuke made a face at her for the mental images. That was far too much information for him, he just wanted to make sure that she was alright. Juugo cleared his throat and they turned to look at him.
“I do believe I did not want to know that,” Juugo said in a flat voice. It was a well known fact that Juugo had a thing for Sakura. Karin shot him an apologetic look.
“Sorry, Juugo-baby,” she said as Naruto walking into the room in a pair of cargos and nothing else. He raised both eyebrows as he heard the apology. Sasuke looked him over briefly, suppressing the need to run over and touch him; it seemed the need to touch got stronger as time went on.
“Am I interrupting something?” Naruto asked looking around the room. They all shook their heads as Suigetsu followed him into the living room. He just grinned and continued to pet the overly large piece of metal like he thought it was going to talk to him.
“We ready to get this shit started?” Suigetsu asked. Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose and counted to a hundred. He had forgotten how it was to work with his fellows. He reminded himself that he needed them to pull this off. They sank into his living room furniture as he motioned for them to sit.
“Let’s go over this one last time,” Sasuke said pointing to the blue prints that sat spread on the table. Karin could always work wonders. Or, at least, he hoped so.