Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Vampire's Kiss ❯ Anger and Accusations ( Chapter 7 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Naruto has run away and has been missing for two days. Sasuke begins to feel guilty and finally goes to look for him. The police are also looking for him, or are they?

Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 12.22.2009 | Pages: 4 | Words: 5.9K | Visits: 315 | Status: Work In Progress

Naruto ran as fast as his legs would carry him. He wanted to get as far away from that alluring scent as possible. He could not think with the scent of blood filling his nostrils, and not only that, he did not want to see the lifeless body that lay there broken. When Naruto left, it was still warm to the touch which made Naruto want to run farther. He could feel the body slowly losing its heat, slowly becoming cold and stiff. It was even more proof to the fact that the man, Atusha, was dead.

Naruto shook his head violently to the image of Atusha's body that popped into his head. He had to get away; as far away from the crime as he could. Naruto's run slowed little by little until he came to a stop. “Where can I go?” He could not go back home. If the police found out he murdered someone, the police would look for him at home first, and he could not go to his friends' houses because he did not want to drag them into it. What about Sasuke? Naruto almost laughed to himself out loud. “That bastard wouldn't help me even if I begged.”

Naruto ran a hand through his golden bangs and let out a sigh. He began to walk aimlessly. Maybe his feet would take him somewhere that he couldn't think of. He walked for what seemed like hours. Somewhere in that time period of his aimless wonderings, it began to rain. “Figures.” It always rains when things seemed like they could not get worse. It just proved there was a higher entity that hated his guts for some reason.

It was a while before Naruto noticed the rain had almost stopped. After finally paying attention to his surroundings, he realized that he was in the Konoha forest. Naruto smiled. So that was where his feet were talking him. He walked knowing exactly where he wanted to go. Pushing through bushes and tall grass, he saw it. His old clubhouse and the swing he became so acquainted with during his early childhood days. He laughed out loud to himself as he sat on the wooden swing. It had grown moss, but the ropes still seemed strong. He continued to laugh until his laughing turned to sobs of fear and loneliness.

"Aaagh! It has been two days already! Where is the he!" Kiba flopped down into his chair almost falling backwards out of the chair. Sasuke rolled his eyes at the brunette, trying to ignore him, but the brunette had a good point. The dobe had not been seen for almost two days.

Sasuke pondered if it had been because he had yelled at the idiot, but immediately disregarded the idea. Naruto did not seem the type to get down because someone yelled at him. In fact, he seemed the type to get even on whoever put him down.

Sasuke continued to think of what could have happened to the blonde until a tanned arm was placed around his shoulder. Sasuke slowly turned around to meet Kiba's serious face, a popping vein clearly visible on Sasuke's forehead, but his face was still emotionless. "Do you need something, Inuzuka?"

"You didn't kill Naruto after he left the hospital that day, did you vampy?"

Sasuke twitched. "If a certain dog does not remove his arm, I will make sure that arm never heals."

Kiba immediately removed his hand from Sasuke's person and put up his hands defensively. "Touchy, touchy." Kiba smiled. Surprisingly, Kiba had taken the news of vampires being real extremely well. Turned out he was more afraid of the possibility of ghost being real. Once Sasuke confirmed that ghost did not exist and that he was not going to bite him because he smelled like a dog, Kiba started hanging around Sasuke since Naruto was missing. Kiba could actually say they were friends . . . kind off. It was hard to say that to other people when said friend seemed to barely talk to you, but at least Sasuke listened to him since it appeared that he only pretended to listen to other people. That meant something, right? "You wouldn't harm an injured man would you?" Kiba pointed to his cast.

Sasuke gave him a look that said "just try me", but then suddenly he smirked. "You're human? And here I thought you were just a talking dog."

Kiba only smiled. "Thanks for the compliment! But seriously," he hushed his voice. "You didn't, did you?"

"Don't talk about such things in school. People will begin to think you're crazy. And to answer your question, no, I did not."

Kiba gave Sasuke a suspicious look before shrugging. "Okay then. I believe you. Surprisingly, I trust you more than the homicidal red head. . . Speaking of which, where is Gaara?"

At that moment, the classroom door slammed open. Everyone in the room stood silent as Gaara walked through the door. He seemed to walk in with a cloud of gloom hanging over him. Despair slipped through his usual stoic mask as he sat down behind Kiba. He dropped his head onto the desk, and a loud bang could be heard throughout the silent classroom.

"Yo, Gaara, what's wrong?" Kiba turned to the red head as soon as the rest of their classmates resumed with their own business.

Gaara's only reply was a stare that was directed towards Sasuke. Sasuke stared back. It was almost as if they were communicating without words. Sasuke was the first to look away. Gaara gave a look that insinuated that he wanted to groan.

"Did I miss something?" Kiba asked, confused by the exchange between the two stoic teens.

Neither teen answered Kiba's question. Kiba sighed and looked out the door waiting for class to start.

Neji walked in through the door as the bell rang. Neji was also acting strange. He did not make the usual snide remarks to Kiba as he normally did when he walked into the classroom. He took a quick glance at Gaara and walked quickly to his seat as far away from Gaara as possible.

Sasuke took a glance at Gaara who seemed to go farther into his depression. So that was what Gaara meant about screwing up.

"Alright class, settle down. The bell has rung." Iruka walked into the class closing the door behind him. "Let's take attendance. Is anyone not here?"

"Naruto," Kiba answered leaning back in his chair, rocking on the chair's hind legs. All of a sudden Kiba's chair fell out from under him, causing his head to hit the desk behind him. As the classroom erupted into laughter, Kiba glared at the raven next to him who sat as expressionless as ever.

"Hopefully, that will teach you to sit in your seat properly, Inuzuka-san." Iruka chuckled. "This is the second day that Naruto's been gone. Does anyone know what happened to him? Inuzuka? Sabaku?" When both boys denied knowing about Naruto's whereabouts, Iruka began to worry. Naruto wouldn't skip without Inuzuka or Sabaku, and he rarely skipped his class. "Well then if Uzumaki won't come to us, then we'll go to him. Can I have a volunteer to go check up on him?" Kiba raised his hand immediately, and Gaara raised his hand, though barely visible, Sasuke just snorted. "Thank you, Uchiha-san for volunteering."

"Wait, what?"

"Well you seem to be so enthusiastic about it; I thought you would like to do it. We will be expecting a positive report when you find him. Now, back to our study of classical literature, Matsuo Basho was famous in the Edo period for his work-"

School ended quickly enough, but to Sasuke it seemed to last forever. Sasuke felt a bit of anxiety when the thought of facing Naruto came into his mind. The memory of his last moment he had had with Naruto kept playing in his mind. He could almost say that he felt guilty. Of course he would never admit it, but he did. Naruto knew nothing of what was going on and was trying to help, and Sasuke had snapped at him for it. "Well, can't get anything done by just standing here." Sasuke walked down the steps of Konoha High and headed to Naruto's house.

It didn't take long to reach Naruto's house by foot. He would have used his car, but Tobi just had to go and get his ninja weapon collection shined and sharpened. As he approached the house, he had to do a double take. Police cruisers were parked in the driveway of Naruto's house.

Yelling could be heard from the front door. "You can't find him! What do you mean you can't find him! Isn't it the police's job to find people?!" Jiraiya's voice bellowed. A crowd had already formed outside the household. Sasuke decided to take the back way and get on top of the roof to hear better without the crowd distracting him.

"I'm sorry, sir. We looked in all of his usual spots, but we can't find him." The police officer that Jiraiya had been yelling at did not seem too worried or care that the boy was missing. In fact, he almost sounded like he did not want to find Naruto.

"Then look harder!"

"Sir, I'm sure he's just off at a friend's house doing teenage things and forgot to tell you."

"Naruto always calls. He even calls if he's about to vandalize something. He hates worrying people. He wouldn't forget-" Jiraiya trailed off, his voice losing its anger and revealing more of the sadness that he had been hiding.

"Is there any more places you think he could be?" the officer asked taking out his notepad.

Jiraiya looked down in thought. "He likes to go to this bar called Kage Bushin. He sometimes gets one or two drinks and then comes home."

The officer took out his pen and began to write or so Jiraiya thought. Sasuke could see that nothing was written on the paper. "Call if you can think of anything else. I'll contact you if we make any progress."

Jiraiya merely nodded and watched the officer walk away. The officer passed Asuma, who was walking up to the door. "Asuma? What are you doing here?"

"I need to talk to you." Asuma's face was serious and lacking his laid back attitude.

"Come inside." Jiraiya moved out of the way for Asuma, but the man refused. I need to speak to you downtown. It's about Naruto."

Jiraiya immediately went into panic mode. "Oh my God, what happened? He's not dead is he?"

"Honestly, we have no idea about where he is or if he is alive or dead; however, I don't think you want me to say what I have to say in front of all these people." Asuma jerked his thumb backwards towards the crowd and at a news van that was just pulling up to the curb.

"Alright, let me grab my jacket."

Sasuke watched Jiraiya go into the house to grab his jacket then watched him leave. Sasuke grabbed his new cell and pressed speed dial and waited for his manager to pick up.

"Hello, Tobi here! What can I do for you boss?" Tobi's cheerful voice came through the line.

"Tobi, did you drop off Naruto at his house two days ago?" Sasuke went straight to the point avoiding any small talk.

"No, sir. He asked me to drop him off at a bar called . . . um . . . Kage something."

"Kage Bushin?"

"Yeah! That one!" Sasuke resisted a groan. "Why? Did something happen to Naruto-kun?"

"Nothing, Tobi, don't worry about it." Sasuke turned off his cell and pocketed it. "Time to go find this bar."

After asking around for a little bit, Sasuke found the bar. It was probably the cleanest place on the street. The street was covered in trash and had a dark alley every few feet. Most of the buildings looked condemned and there weren't many street lights. The road looked like a death trap. Sasuke was just about to enter the bar when two smells reached his nostrils: the blonde's scent, and the luscious smell of blood. Sasuke could feel his fangs retracting, but he forced them back. He followed the scent to a nearby alleyway. He entered cautiously, looking around the corner and staying in the shadows, hiding his presence. The scent of blood got stronger as well as Naruto's fading scent. He found the source of the blood. There was no body, but a small pool of dried and watered down blood still lingered. Naruto's scent was strongest around that spot. The dots quickly connected in Sasuke's mind. Sasuke ran out of the alley and followed the blonde's lingering scent.

Jiraiya sat in Asuma's small office. "What is it that you wanted to talk to me about, Asuma?"

Asuma lighted a cigarette and let out a long drawn out sigh. "We found a dead man in the alleyway next to the Kage Bushin two days ago. The man was killed by a serious head injury; however, a bruise that was shaped like a hand was found around his neck, so it wasn't a simple head injury that killed him. It was a murder."

"Why are you telling me this? . . . Wait, you aren't trying to say that Naruto did this, are you?"

"Jiraiya, I-"

"Naruto is not a murder!" Jiraiya stood up, knocking over his chair. "He may be a delinquent, but he is a delinquent with honor. He will vandalize, he will show disrespect to authority, but he would never kill someone! He won't even punch a girl! So how could he commit murder?!"

"Jiraiya, please calm down. I know this is hard for you to take in, but we wouldn't make an accusation without evidence."

"And what's your evidence?" Jiraiya crossed his arms, his eyes burning holes through Asuma's head.

Another sigh escaped Asuma's lips. He pulled out a Ziploc bag and handed it to Jiraiya. "We found a piece of Naruto's hair lying in the blood of the victim."

Jiraiya's face fell at the information. "You-you really don't believe Naruto killed this man, do you?"

"I normally wouldn't, but Naruto's father, Minato, he wasn't exactly a clean man. His father was constantly on the run from the law, and he was charged with many murders and other crimes. I hate to say this, but the apple does not fall far from the tr-"

"What do you know about Minato? You don't know what that man went through. You don't know who he really was, and how much he really did for this world, and he did it without asking for payment or thanks!" Jiraiya's voice steadily grew louder as he spoke until he began yelling.

"You say this, Jiraiya, but his actions say otherwise." Asuma put his cigarette out. "I'm sorry."

"Then I pity you for your ignorance." Jiraiya left without another word, making sure to slam the door on his way out.

Sasuke followed Naruto's scent without slowing his fast pace. He didn't stop until he entered the forest that lay on the outskirts of the city. Typical, Naruto would go into a place that was most likely a hideout for most of the cities supernatural creatures. Sasuke knew of at least 15 werewolves and 20 vampires that spent a lot of time in this forest. He wasn't really worried about the vampires bothering Naruto. One whiff of that vampire scent on him and they would most likely leave him alone. The werewolves on the other hand would most likely tear him limb from limb if they smelled the vampire scent.

Sasuke paid extra attention to his environment as he continued through the forest, making sure nothing was following him. The scent led him to a clearing in the forest where he spotted Naruto. Naruto sat on a swing, looking out into space with a lost look. His form was wet and covered in mud. His cheeks were stained with tear streaks that stood out against his red cheeks. His hair was drooping, and he wore the same clothes that he had left in when Sasuke last saw him.

Sasuke walked quietly to the tree next to where Naruto was sitting, but he made sure to walk in front of Naruto. He leaned against the trunk and said nothing. They stayed in silence for what seemed like hours but in reality only minutes. Sasuke was beginning to think that Naruto had not noticed him until Naruto spoke. "What are you doing here?" His voice came out raspy.

"I should be asking you the same question," Sasuke replied. "You know that everyone's worried about you."

"And what do you care!" Naruto yelled out as loud as his voice would allow. "You can live forever. You can murder people without batting an eyelash. You don't care about anyone, but yourself."

"If that was the case, then I wouldn't have bothered finding you," Sasuke said coldly.

Naruto gave a cold hollow laugh. "Stop lying. You came here to watch my suffering. You should have just killed me instead of turning me into this thing. This monster!"

Sasuke felt a sharp pain in his chest at Naruto's words. Sasuke could feel his anger rising, but he forced it down.

"Why did you do this to me?!" Naruto leapt from the swing to throw a punch at Sasuke's face. Sasuke side stepped the attack, letting Naruto's fist collide with the tree trunk. Naruto's hand made a cracking noise. Blood trailed down his fist as he removed his hand from the trunk. Sasuke could tell his hand was broken, but Naruto did not seem to care. He charged again, throwing punch after punch. Sasuke kept dodging effortlessly, but his urge to punch the idiot back was definitely growing. "I hate you!" Another punch was thrown. This one with so much force, that Sasuke could hear the air rushing past Naruto's fist. "You don't care about anything because you only do things that will benefit you!"

Sasuke froze at Naruto's words. For a second he thought he saw a raven hair man standing in the fire of a burning building with dead bodies littering the floor. A cry ran throughout his mind, a feminine cry that screamed, "Sasuke run!" Though the voice told him to run, Sasuke couldn't make his body move.

Naruto's fist connected with Sasuke's left cheek and sent Sasuke flying into a nearby tree. Naruto had to blink twice to make sure he was seeing correctly. He had not expected for his punch to connect.

Sasuke got up; a trail of blood ran down his chin. He saw Naruto stare at the blood that stood out like a neon sign against his neon skin. It was hard for Naruto to pull his eyes away from it. "You're right. Everything I do is to benefit myself, just like what most humans do, but unlike most humans, I have a reason for doing the things I do. I kill people to live and survive just like humans who kill cattle for food to survive. So go ahead, call me a monster, but realize the only monster here is you." Sasuke turned to leave, not once looking at Naruto. "Go home, Naruto. You don't belong here." With that he left, leaving Naruto standing in the middle of the forest alone once again.