Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Subjects ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 9 )

Subjects

CagedRaven

AN: I really need to apologize for not updating any of my stories. I lost all my files and then my computer just died on me soon after TT ~ TT I'm still without one and am using my sisters for the time being. Thanks a bunch sis~

As this is the case it may take a while for me to update my stories. Please bear with me. But anywho, on with the story right ^--^ Please enjoy and review.

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Chapter 9

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I didn't know how I was going to get out of this one. I tired to listen to my gut, its small voice in the back of my head whispering for me to get as far away from this human as possible. He always seemed to cause my brain to fog over… it was beyond annoying. The small sound of pity in his voice made me want to ripe out his vocal cords.

Instead I simply nodded, letting the idiot believe whatever he wanted as I grabbed my glass of water and took a large gulp. I watched his face over the rim, his dark eyes were looking into my blue and after a second I squared my shoulders waiting for a fight or something. Was he looking down on me or was it just our height difference? I couldn't tell, but it didn't matter. No sooner that I had moved the human looked away. I bit down on the inside of my cheek, preventing a growl of frustration from escaping me. I wished he would just leave already…

The glass in my hand threatened to shatter under my rough hold when his gazed returned. “What?” I snapped at him.

I could feel his eyes moving over my face, like he was searching for my weakness or some shit before he took the glass from my fingers and filled it with something from the large container Hatake Kakashi had called a fridge. Completely missing the way I had wanted to kill him a moment ago.

“Drink this instead of water. It's better for you.” He muttered under his breath, pushing the glass back into my hands as he continued out the room. I looked from the last place the pale human was standing to the blue tinted liquid in the glass he had given me. It smelt sweet but not too sweet it the other drink I had tried here. I tasted a sip with a reluctant shrug. With a sound of disgust I quickly pulled away from it, rubbing roughly at my lips as if that would remove the taste from my mouth.

“I never said it was good.” I heard him laugh as he returned to the kitchen, a white bucket in hand and cleaning supplies in the other. I just shot him a scowl, silently refusing to drink the shit as I place the glass in the counter top.

He rudely offered me the objects with a smirk on his face - making me want to run my claws through it… badly. The beautiful idea was so tempting but then I would have to deal Shikamaru, right after he told me to `behave'. I let out an annoyed huff of air as I ripped the bucket from Uchiha Sasuke's hand. I sneered at him when his face still looked amused, making my way back over to the sink.

I groaned mentally. How was I supposed to fucking clean this anyway? I forced myself to try and think of something and I couldn't forget the eye ball still sitting in my back pocket. The thought of it combined with the smell of my own vomit almost had me throwing up whatever was left. I cursed myself to hell. I felt so weak at the moment and the human in the room wasn't helping any. Just knowing his eyes were on me like he was waiting for me to screw up… Maybe he wasn't thinking anything. I bit hard on my tongue, tasting my own blood; these humans must be getting to me. Making me weak.

His dark eyes were still focused on me, but the air in the room told me he was hesitating - for what, I really didn't care. I glanced over my shoulder, catching his eyes move up my body until they met my blue ones. Something filled them that was not hesitation. It was like liquid heat, reminding me of the kiss we had shared that night in the living room. I could feel my body slowly react to it… waiting.

I faced foreword again, telling myself I was acting stupid. To just ignore the human behind me and get the cleaning over with and pushed this feeling away from me.

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Alone in the bedroom I shared, I tried my hardest to keep my thoughts as empty as possible. But I was failing. I couldn't help wonder where Hinata was. It had been about two hours since Shikamaru had left; informing me she had gone into the forest with Hatake Kakashi. Even the 02 male was still out on his walk … I didn't even know wha the hell Gaara was up to - just whatever he was doing it wasn't here.

That left me by myself with Uchiha Sasuke. The pale human wasn't even enjoyable company. No matter how much I slipped up he never batted his eyelashes. So before I growled again or broke another piece of silver ware I left him downstairs, choosing to lay across the bed and stare up the ceiling.

I glared into the darkness; it felt like I was running away from the weakling. Worse of all he thought I was weak, being sick and all. Though that was my fault as well… If I had just listened to Shikamaru to begin with instead of eating everything raw I wouldn't have been throwing it up. The pale human would never have walked in on anything. End of story.

I slapped my forehead, hard. I didn't remember turning off my brain but maybe the hit would turn it back on. “Damn, I'm such an idiot.”

I rolled onto my side, closing my eyes and willed sleep to take me fast. Without Hinata's body heat, however, sleep never came. The female didn't even have a scent to leave behind for me. I felt more alone then ever…

My glare deepened; I was becoming so pathetic. Relying on someone else just to fall asleep. With that thought I jumped out of bed and was about to leave Hatake Kakashi's house through the window when I heard the front door open and close shortly after. I knew right away it wasn't Gaara or the older human. My eyes focused on nothing as my ears opened, being pulled to any and every noise I heard on the level below.

“Shikamaru,” I thought aloud, hearing his voice as he answered Uchiha Sasuke's statement about me being sick. Great now he was going to come in here and smell all the blood I forgot to wash off completely. I took in a breath as I prepared myself for another scolding, hearing his footsteps climb the stairs.

“Yeah?” I answered his knock apathetically. I sat on the edge of the bed as the opened and my brows pulled together, my nose wrinkled. Shikamaru walked inside, closing the door lightly behind himself. He had the same face as always but this time I could mirror it back at him. It felt like we stood there in the darkness of the room before the silence was broken by him.

“You smell like blood.”

“You smell like something yourself.” I through right back, a growl lacing my words. At the sound of it Shikamaru removed his back from the door and moved closer to me, his indifferent attitude gone.

“I thought I told you not to do anything stupid,” He said to me in a serious tone, changing the topic. “Eating animals in the forest and vomiting it back up in the kitchen is the stupidest thing you've ever … so far.”

Calling myself an idiot was one thing, hearing it come from another's mouth was enough to make me want to stab each nerve in their feet. I hotly at him, looking him straight in his brown eyes as my fingers fisted the sheets. He felt like a giant standing over me again, making me feel like I was backed into a corner. Standing suddenly to give myself more height, I brushed off my uneasiness as I felt my eyes tingle. Throwing my anger at him.

“Look who the fuck is talking! What's the point in telling me what to do and what not to do if you don't follow it yourself? Coming back from your `walk' smelling like that human bitch!”

His grip was tight around my throat, it was hard to breathe and I could hear a deep snarl coming from his chest out of his lips. I could feel his fingers trace the scar on the back of my neck; a silent reminder the 02 was in charge no matter where we were.

“You need to start thinking before to speak,” his voice was low and steady, like most of his anger had been successfully bottled up but my hands still gripped at his. My claws setting little trails of blood free on his knuckles. “Now calm the hell down.”

His fist tightened an inch more; I knew when to call it quits. I looked away from his face, letting my hands fall to my sides and hoped my eyes stopped burning sometime soon. He slowly released me, allowing oxygen into my lungs and ignored me as my teeth bit the inside of my cheek. I wanted so badly to fight him, kick him off this invisible thrown he lived on and leave him in a bloody heap flesh. Maybe even feed him to the wolves in the forest just for good measure. But I knew I wouldn't - couldn't. Something always stopped me just like it did right now when I was yelling at him. Whether it was because of his brain size or just because he was a 02 I would never know. Hell, maybe I wasn't even close with my guesses.

“Sorry…” I apologized lamely, my attention still glued to the floor. I wish Hinata was here. Or maybe Gaara. He might have done something more retarded and taken all the pressure away from me.

Shikamru didn't respond, his eyes still watching me like I was a ticking time bomb he didn't know how to fix.

“I'm going to take a shower.” His indifference returned in the blink of an eye, telling me this was over. I sat heavily on the edge of the bed again, taking a chance to look at him before moving my gaze back to the floor. I heard him move towards the door and paused to tell me to take one as well when he was done. “So Hinata doesn't smell the blood when she returns.”

The brunette was still standing there, his grip tight on the wooden doorframe and with his back to me I thought it safe to look at him. Shikamaru sighed letting his shoulders fall. “Who knows, I might have been the troublesome one tonight.” He through a weak smile over his shoulder, letting the door close behind him and left me to my thoughts.

What had he meant? The 02 seemed to have his emotions all over the place but I was one to talk. It was just odd for Shikamaru to be acting this way. It had to be the first time Shikamaru called himself an idiot, I laughed but didn't know why. Whatever the change was had all started with that blonde female human, Ino. The one that smelled of freshly cut flowers.

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My eyes rolled over to Hinata as she bent down to pick up the pieces to the glass she just broke. Her stuttering apology to the older male human was easily brushed off with a kind smile. It was enough to boil my blood. Was Hinata getting close to a human like Shikamaru had? I glared some more at the two before standing up from the kitchen table, my chair sliding against the floor roughly causing all eyes to fall on me as I walked out the room.

“Jealous?”

I hadn't spoken to Gaara since the three of us saw the pack of wolves in the forest and even then it was, what? Two sentences - three tops. His voice was still enough to through me over the edge but I bit the inside of my mouth (damn was it getting sore) to stop myself from doing anything stupid. I had already pressed my luck with Shikamaru last night and I still had yet to fully talk to Hinata since yesterday morning.

I pushed past him, letting my shoulder hit his as I through back at him, “Fuck off.”

He moved fast, too fast. I knew it was coming but my body didn't move fast enough. The sound of his solid fist hitting the side of my skull seemed to echo throughout the house, it actually did because I heard Hatake Kakashi ask Hinata about a noise. I was just happy it wasn't my neck. My eyes started to burn as I stared into his own, my tongue licking the trail of blood coming from my wound. His claws must have sliced my skin or something I thought, letting a snarl sound in the air as I threw my arm out and my claws extended. How I wanted to dig them deeply into his flesh and draw out his crimson blood. The bastard moved to the left only allowing me to catch the sleeve of his shirt. I moved after him, going around the large furniture to move in for the kill.

A gentle but firm hand placed itself over my eyes, taking my sight away from me suddenly and leaving me frozen. I let my arms fall to my sides as nervousness etched itself through my body. I knew it was Shikamaru… I had a feeling he was pissed… what I didn't know was what he going to do next.

With his hands so close to my throat, I felt open - unprotected. He could do anything to me right now and I had little to defend myself with. I swallowed hard, stilled myself further when I felt his other hand touch my bleeding temple.

“Naruto…” Hinata breathed out, the fear was obvious in her voice. I could just imagine her body shaking slightly with terror, her eyes darting back and forth between us three. But if she was here that meant Hatake Kakashi most likely was too. Great.

“Gaara,” Shikamaru's voice cut through the tension, “I'll meet you outside in a minute.” Without a word the red head moved out of the room until I heard the front door open and close lightly.

“And you, I know you probably started this, you moron.” He said lightly, making me wonder if I was free. I felt him shift, his warm breath on my ear as he told me secretly that my eyes were in the middle of changing. The silver haired human was still standing by Hinata, I wondered to myself if he could hear us.

“Calm down.” He finished, letting go of me and pushing me into the female 02's arms. I almost forgot how comforting Hinata could be; her gentle hands nervously checking me over as she stuttered questions about my well being. I smiled into her embrace, ignoring the human as he asked what happened and stopped myself from an inhuman snarl when I felt him move my blonde hair to see my wound - though a growl did slip out. He didn't react, either the older male didn't hear it or just simply dismissed it. I hated to think he had grown used to our behavior.

“It doesn't look to deep, hopefully you won't need stitches.” Hinata adjusted her hold on me, looking at the cut herself. “I'll get the first aid box.”

His feet lead him away from us and when he was gone Hinata moved me to the empty sofa. “What happened?” She whispered.

“Gaara has issues.”

“Not the fight… I mean… in the kitchen. You were mad.” I had almost forgotten about that - Gaara was a great distraction. Now that I remembered I didn't want to talk about it. If Hinata was really getting close to Hatake Kakashi and I confronted it… the point was she was already weak minded. If she felt like she could talk and travel into the forest with him then fine. I didn't care. Or so I told myself…

“What were you guys doing in the forest yesterday?” I met her pale eyes, letting her that, yes, I was a little jealous and anger with her. She blushed and looked away from me, playing with her fingers as she thought about who knows what.

“He was showing me how he took care of the deer, there were so many of them… it took almost all day.”

“That's all?” I asked, taking in the air around her. She held hints of the woodsy scent from the forest, the deer, and yes the human's was there as well. But I knew it was different. This scent wasn't like how the female's scent covered Shikamaru. This was from a long day in his company.

“Yes.” She looked back at me, barely hidden curiosity flashing over her face.

“Good,” I smiled, taking her hand in mine to give it a small squeeze. Her whole face burned and I tried hard to hide my laughter as Hatake Kakashi walked back into the room with a white box. He looked at me for a moment, my smile gone, before handing it to Hinata. She thanked him and addressed my still bleeding wound, the pink in her cheeks still visible but something had been taken from her eyes and was replaced by worry. I wanted to ask her but I knew right now wasn't the best time. The human was still near us.

“Where's Uchiha Sasuke?” I asked, looking over at the silver haired human. His one eye focused on me instead of what Hinata was doing.

He cracked his knuckles, one at a time as he spoke. “He goes to school during the day. Comes here whenever he wants to.”

I looked away from him as I winced when Hinata pressed a cold gauze to my temple, she apologized but I ignored her. “School?”

He raised one brow, his full attention on me now. “Yes, school. A place to learn everyday things like math, reading, science and whatever else they teach them nowadays… Is it called something else were your from?”

Hinata pressed the gauze tighter against head before I could answer causing me to wince again, I shot her a glare.

“We called it academy… but it's the… the same thing,” She swallowed, looking over her shoulder to the man. “Right?”

Hinata was a bad lair. I could tell right away, even if I didn't know the truth, that she was lying. What made me pissed off was that I didn't know why she felt the need to lie. But besides that she could have just looked at me or told me to shut up instead of trying to give me a headache.

Hatake Kakashi nodded, agreeing with her as he ran his thumb over his other fingers, walking out of the room. Once his back rounded the corner into the kitchen I scowled at the 02.

“I'm sorry…” She stuttered, pulling the white mesh away. There wasn't that much blood on it so I knew it was healing just let I knew it would. “I didn't know what you would say and… I acted without thinking…”

“It's fine, don't worry.” I sighed; taking the clean gauze she opened and pressed it to my head. “Why did you stop me?”

She looked at me in a way I knew it was important, the very thing she had wanted to tell me before but the human was in the room. She looked over to the doorway once more before facing me again. “I think he's on to us…” She whispered. “The little things… like our fighting… the growls and stuff…the way we interact with each other… he told me in the forest it was odd… And he's been watching us more closely lately… I'm not sure…I…I need to speak with Shikamaru.”

I took this all in, a little surprised that it seemed she was more suspicious then I thought. I heard the human walking our way with Shikamaru and Gaara behind him. “Well, when you do ask, him when were leaving this fucking place.” I grinned at her disapproval of my langue.

Their eyes met from across the room and Shikamaru nodded before telling the human he was going upstairs. As always I was amazed at how the 02's seemed to understand each other with just a glance.

Hinata excused herself soon afterward, leaving me alone with Gaara again. I didn't think this was the smartest idea but if Shikamaru thought it was fine then who was I to say other wise. Hatake Kakashi seemed to be on the same page as me and eyed us for a couple of moments only leaving when a ringing sound filled the house. No sooner then he left had the ringing stopped and I heard him talking. Maybe to himself - I didn't care.

I looked at the red head, his green eyes looking over to a wall before rolling over to me. His arms crossed over his chest, as always. I stood, taking most of the height disadvantage away from him but I was still shorter then him. Damn bastard. He turned away from me, walking slowly to the staircase that led up to our rooms before stopping and looking over his shoulder at me.

“You won't always have an 02 to hide behind.”

“I wasn't hiding.” I growled, clutching my fist. “You just be ready to get your ass handed to you.” He ignored me, moving one foot at a time up the steps until he was gone from my view all together. I flipped him off, hoping he felt my anger all the way up there. Oh, I'd make sure Gaara would get his.

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It was late, the sun had just set and Hatake Kakashi had left after his `phone call' to go into the forest. Meaning we had the house to ourselves since Uchiha Sasuke was never around. However, he seemed to always come back later in the day and I hated to admit it but it felt like I was waiting for him. I bit my lip, telling myself I wasn't, that I just wanted to watch TV… but I didn't believe myself.

My attention was quickly switched to the front door was I heard it open knowing as soon as the scent hit me it was the pale human. But he wasn't alone. It was that Sakura human again, the one with the pink hair. The one I had scared in the forest when she ran into me eating birds. I listened to her telling him to stay away from us, me in particular.

“Stop following me home, Sakura.” I guess he wasn't listening to her, which was fine by me. I didn't need another story floating around about me. Shikamaru would surely behead me.

“I'm telling you what I saw! Their going to kill you, Sasuke…” I could taste her tears from here. It made me think of what she would look like running away from me as I hunted her down and made her beg for her life. My mouth watered. Before I could get too lost in the idea I pushed it away from myself mentally, determined to not give the male 02 anything else to hang me with.

I heard the door close, the pink haired female crying softly on the other side of it as Uchiha Sasuke walked into the living room. He looked at me as I met his eyes straight on. His eyes had moved over me like they had yesterday, that same heat pooling in his dark gaze.

“This seems familiar.” He muttered, letting his bag fall to the floor before as he moved closer to me. “Feeling better?”

“Are you going to kiss me again?” He was standing so close now, leaning over the couch arm and only a couple inches away from me. Why was my heart beating so fast; it was driving me crazy.

“Only if you're feeling better.” His lips moved into a smirk as his eyes watched my every move.

“I'm feeling better-” The words had slipped past my lips so fast I didn't even know they were coming from me until I heard my voice.

His mouth pressed against mine swiftly, taking advantage of my words and filled my mouth with his tongue. I closed my blue eyes as my teeth grazed it but I stopped myself from making him bleed - barely, and moaned. He swallowed it, pushing foreword and forcing me to tilt back so he could have better excess to my mouth. Before I knew it my back was touching the surface of the sofa and he was over me, his weight on his forearms so not to crush me. He didn't know it wouldn't.

He pulled away, worrying my bottom lip in between his teeth as I caught my breath and tried to steady my frantic heart. It was a losing battle. I looked up at him as my lip was freed, licking the spot as I wondered what happened next. Was he going to leave me like he did last time we kissed?

“That was different then the last time.” I stated lamely, swallowing before I took another breath.

He let out an airy chuckle looking away from my face for a second before looking back at me. “I bet it was,”

His voice was deeper, rougher. A scent I didn't remember smelling last time was coating him and soon I realized me too. It was heavy, or made my body feel heavy and hot. The scent it… well, it was hard to describe; I had never smelt something close to it before.

“I liked it.”

“If you think that was good, wait till I get all your clothes off.” I shot him a look that vanished not even a second later when his hip grinded into mine. My eyes snapped shut; a groan worked its way out of my throat.

“Shit! What the hell was that?” I cursed, biting my lip as he moved again. My fingers dug into the sofa, my claws threatening to rip it to pieces. “Stop that!”

He looked at me confused but did as he was told. I pushed him off of myself, calling myself a jackass for even letting him crawl on top to begin with. I got off the cushioned chair, and willed my jelly legs to move me away from the pale human. I had no idea what the hell he was doing to me but I sure as hell didn't like it.

“…I'm going to bed.” I looked away from the human making my way to the stairs and he took my wrist in his hand.

“What's wrong?” He asked me, clearly upset I had wanted to get away from him.

“You're what's wrong with me.” I pushed him back down on the sofa, ignoring his wide eyes that my small body could be that strong. He didn't know the half of it.

“What's the problem?”

I whipped my eyes to the doorway, where Hatake Kakashi stood. I hadn't heard the door open or smelled him come in and I didn't like that at all. I was right, this human was making me lose my mind.

His lone eye watched us both, waiting for one of us to answer the question. Uchiha Sasuke let out a huff of air, throwing his head back as he looked up at the ceiling. A sure sign that whatever had almost happened was over to him. He might not have known it but it was over when I got up about two minutes ago.

“I'm going to bed.” I repeated, leaving the human's to deal with each other. I didn't want to face Hatake Kakashi right now, I wasn't in the mood (but when was I?). I felt exposed with my heated face and swollen lips, like the older human would know everything in a matter of moments - and for all I knew, he did. Seeing as I wasn't too sure what was going on with my own body, I didn't want him to be the first to know.

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TBC

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