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My Dead Heart Beats For You	By : KenthosTheKitsune Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3169 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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I do not own Naruto or the characters. I make no money off of this.

It was everywhere.

     What could be described as red paint was splattered across the alley, making it look like a painter had pulled off a Van Gogh, only on a larger scale. However Minato knew better, he could never mistaken that sweet yet disgusting odor that filled his nostrils, that scent that could make him hurl yet make his mouth water like a starving man’s at the sight of food. The smell of blood was thick in the air, causing Minato’s heart to stutter to life at the thought of taking a sip of the donor’s rich juice. He shook his head violently, sending those thoughts away. It looked as if a struggle of epic proportions had taken place here, and if the nearby crashes of trash cans smashing against the concrete and hoarse screaming were any indication, it still was.

     Around him were four bodies sprawled across the ground, wounds littering their corpses. They looked as though they had been through a meat grinder, with slashes that resembled claws tearing through them. Minato strolled over and kicked them onto their backs, revealing their features. There were three males and one female; the girl had red hair, which was partially covered by a used to be blue now bloody bandana. Her once fierce and rebellious eyes were now frozen open in surprise and horror. Death itself seemed to be staring at him, warning Minato of the terror she faced. Next to her was an overweight youth with a mohawk (I have no idea how to spell it), his throat slashed. The other two were what looked like conjoined twins and a six-armed boy; all three had signs of being impaled from behind. The older vampire sighed, what a waste of life these newborns probably let their guard down and underestimated their opponent which proved to be their last mistake. He recognized them as the Sound Four, Orochimaru’s personal bodyguards. The girl’s name was Tayuya; she had been a foul mouthed wench that wouldn’t know what manners were if they bit her in the ass, the tub of lard was Jirobo a vampire that possessed a lot of brawn but not very much intelligence; he was mostly used to take orders. The twins were Sakon and Yakon, Sakon was usually in control while Yakon slept, since he was the most weak of the brothers and finally there was Kidomaru, his extra limbs were the result of Orochimaru’s experiments. Deep down Minato felt some source of pity for them, these children had been at the end of their ropes in their old lives and Orochimaru had reeled them in with his tall tales of better lives and acceptance like fish.

     Orochimaru was a vampire that had turned rogue after he wasn’t made leader of the vampire community of Konohakagure, or Vampire Lord. There were five major vampire territories in the world, surrounded by smaller ones. There was Konoha, Kiri, Suna, Iwa and Kumo. Each intricately woven with human society, not land per say, but societies hidden deep within the bowels of secrecy where no mortal man could stumble upon them. Minato had taken Orochimaru’s coveted position and became vampire lord of the Leaf. But why were Orochimaru’s right hand people so far away from their master? Minato watched idly as the rain continued to fall, washing away the soup of life from the corpses, causing the cobble stone street to be stained red. (This all happened in a span of a couple minutes so he’s not lagging behind…I just like to write details.) This wasn’t the blood that called out to him, that intoxicated his every sense and numbed the pain that had torn through his heart for centuries.

     Another scream tore through the pitter-patter of the rain, snapping Minato out of his musings. He was wasting time! Whoever was in danger…they were going to die. For some unknown reason, Minato’s usually frozen heart beat faster, telling him he couldn’t let this event come to pass. No matter what would happen. Without another thought, the vampire sprinted toward the pain-filled screams that echoed through the evening air. He whirled around the corner, only to be confronted by a bloody landscape. There were two men, the taller of the two pinning the smaller one against the brick wall by his throat. His grip tightened more, slowly but surely cutting off his victim’s air. The assailant was a young man around his early twenties, nineteen being the youngest he could be. He possessed long silver hair that was held back by a how ponytail and his eyes were a coal black, matching the rims of his glasses that adorned his face. The man wore a black trench coat and dress pants, his clothing drenched in blood from his comrades, himself or his hostage Minato didn’t know. His expression was a smug triumphant smile that seemed to claw at Minato’s stomach.

     Kabuto was an aspiring doctor that was abroad to earn a living, he moved to England a few years back. However in the vampire world he was known as Orochimaru’s second in command. Minato turned his eyes toward the youth in Kabuto’s grasp, taking in his appearance. The lad looked around 16, give or take a few years. He had spiked sunshine blonde locks that fell around his face, slightly resembling Minato’s own style except without the long side bangs. His eyes were a cerulean blue, a shade lighter than Minato’s, which were glaring defiantly at the silver-haired man. His clothes were ragged and covered in blood, showing he lived on the streets or damn near close to it. Kabuto smirked as he took out a syringe full of clear liquid out of his coat pocket, his eyes never leaving his soon to be victim. Minato recognized it as a sedative that not only knocked out the person that used it, but also temporarily paralyzed them.

He couldn’t get there in time to stop Kabuto from stabbing the teen, causing him to yelp in pain.

“Well Naruto-kun….I believe it’s time for you to rest for awhile, you caused us a lot of trouble trying to find you. But now the chase is finally over.”

     The teen called Naruto spat in Kabuto’s face, earning another knot on his head as Kabuto slammed it against the wall. Before Kabuto could continue take his anger out on the blonde, Minato appeared out of nowhere and knocked him away careening him into the wall of brick nearby. Naruto fell from the wall; Minato catching him before falling on the concrete. He laid Naruto on the ground, careful of his wounds. Before he could check his injuries Kabuto retaliated, throwing a punch Minato easily blocked.

“Nice to see you again Minato-sama.”

The younger man greeted him, rolling the ‘sama’ off of his tongue like it was some kind of poison.

“What do you think you’re doing Kabuto?!” he hissed, still grasping the closed fist.

“It’s none of your concern now is it? Now please Minato-sama, move aside so I can collect Naruto-kun, Orochimaru-sama will be quite angry if I keep him waiting any longer.”

     The way the kid talked you’d think he was going on a simple errand. Minato didn’t dignify Kabuto’s statement with a verbal reply, choosing instead to grab onto the captured arm with both hands and tossing him over his shoulder into the wall like trash. He turned back to the youth and strolled to his side, only to have his eyes widen as he dodged his head a fist crashing into the brick wall near where Minato’s head was seconds later. The lord sneered at the outstretched arm in front of him,

“It seems you’ve finally allowed Orochimaru to mess with your DNA…so you’re one of us now?”

Kabuto glared a hole in the blonde’s head as he pulled away, back flipping to the other side of the alley and getting into defensive stance.

“Well….” He pushed his glasses up, the rain smearing the lenses. “I wanted to be of more use to Lord Orochimaru…and the only way to do that was to be turned. Enough talk, if you’re not going to move aside then I’ll just have to take Naruto-kun by force.”

     The two disappeared, the sounds of their attacks clashing were the only evidence they were present at all. As the lightning flashed, the alley was lit up revealing the torn terrain and dueling vampires. It looked as if a tornado had touched down, everything in the vicinity nearly close to collapsing or already destroyed. All the concrete or brick walls surrounding them were practically sliced like paper where as others were completely demolished as if a wrecking ball had lost control and sideswiped them. There were several craters littering the pavement some the size of a car, one barely missing Naruto’s unconscious form.

     Minato cursed, the more they fought the less likely the young one would survive and only God knows what that vial truly contained. He had to end this quickly and get him medical help. His soft features sharpened into a cruel snarl, ocean blue orbs transmuted into stunning silver, the ebony circle reshaping to diamond. The normally white backgrounds of his eyes turned coal colored, his sockets looking empty except for the two jewels in each. Minato’s canines lengthened past his thin lips, digging into the skin of his chin. The lord’s wild hair became more feral, expanding in length past his shoulders while the spikes grew in quantity as the tips of each turned a disturbing onyx shade. His fingernails lengthened into talons, able level a building in a single swipe of the fingertips. The blonde man didn’t go farther than that for fear of accidentally harming the teen behind him should he lose sight of himself. The doctor’s eyes dilated as the transformed being in front of him dissolved from his vision.

     Pain throbbed in his jaw as Minato materialized in front of him, cuffing him hard as Kabuto was sent careening into the terrain below. The doctor tuned vampire plummeted in to the hard petrified earth below, creating a large pit where he landed. Minato floated back down, his body returning to its normal handsome self. The silver-haired male growled as he faded away in the midst of the rain, covering his tracks as he retreated for the time being. As the tears of God fell from the heavens above the vampire strode over to the downed child, his movements like a gait. Carelessly he shook off any blood that had landed on his hands, brushing off the debris of the battle from his clothing. Naruto lay on his stomach paralyzed with fear as he gazed at the night walker before him, a beautiful angel of death in his own right, the rain flattening the vampire’s locks over his eyes, giving him a more mysterious deadly appearance. The young man wore torn ragged slacks, barely brushing his ankles while his torn navy blue shirt was nearly ripped to shreds from the claws of his attackers, the material blemished with stains of all sorts. Naruto’s chest had been sliced open, looking as if he lost a fight against a can opener while black, blue and purple bruises decorated his body like some sort of mutated polka dots. His breath was coming in short bursts as the blood fled his body, the teen practically drowning in his own fluids as the pressure of his weight milked him dry, crushing his lungs.
As Minato stepped forward the wounded blonde crawled desperately to get away, wanting to be anywhere but his current location, knowing full well what the man was.

“G-Get away! Leave me alone!”

     The lawyer paused at the frightened tone of the lad before him, it was expected he wouldn’t want him to be near especially with all of the blood around. Naruto’s consciousness was wavering like a leaf in a hurricane, but he had to get away from the bloodsucker that stood above him before he became his next meal. That was probably why he saved him, so the other vampire couldn’t drink blood that he considered his. After all, vampires knew nothing except thirst and bloodshed, doing all they can do to fulfill their dark desires both sexually and hunger wise. Well Naruto didn’t feel like becoming someone’s dinner thank you very much. He struggled to get up, his legs creaking from being crushed and his body protested his movement in the form of harsh coughs and loud choking noises, his sweet red essence spilling from his lips like a lover’s moans. Minato’s eyes glazed over some as the intoxicating aroma engulfed his senses like a drug, inviting him in for the salivating taste which was presented right in front of him on a silver platter.

     The elder blond shook his head as his tresses swayed to his movements; he didn’t have time for this he had to help the teen before he died of blood loss, even if he didn’t want aid. Naruto’s breath hitched as Minato neared him, causing him to scramble toward the wall before collapsing on his side shaking like a leaf in fear of the creature whose shadow fell over him menacingly. Naruto kicked and screamed for help as Minato picked him up, his efforts weak from his previous ambush, but that didn’t mean he was going to give up so easily. The vampire sighed as the blows continued, it didn’t hurt a bit but it was annoying, it was like a fly that just wouldn’t buzz off until you struck it down with a fly swatter. Growing tired of this struggle Minato simply caught Naruto’s bloody arms with one arm while the other cupped his cheek. Naruto bucked back and threw himself forward, trying to break free of his hold only succeeding in banging his head against Minato’s chin, which caused him immense pain. What the hell was this guy made of? Steel? Not feeling a thing from the blow, Minato forced Naruto’s head to tilt back so they locked gazes since Naruto was held flush against his front. Had he been thinking of anything else other than that he was being held captive by a vampire Naruto would’ve flushed from the position but had no time to do that before Minato’s eyes started glowing a ghostly sapphire shade of blue. Almost periwinkle.

     As the glow grew brighter Naruto felt himself grow….tired, as if what was left of his energy was being drained from him. He placed his hands on Minato’s arms and tried to tug and push them away to break his grip, only to find himself growing more exhausted from the effort. Tan, bloody arms fell limp at the teen’s sides, the blonde unable to lift them as he could do nothing but stare upwards into those hypnotizing pools of azure that seemed to stare into his inner most secrets, his soul like an open book.

     Naruto lost himself in the calming gaze, his knees becoming weak from the strain of holding his body upright. Cerulean eyes lost focus as they flickered closed, his rough rapid breathing turning calm and deep. Minato sighed tiredly as Naruto’s unconscious form fell limp against him, happy that the struggle was over. What was the main problem now was to get the youth back to his home before he either woke up or he himself lost control and decided to suck his body dry. Carrying his quarry bridal style, Minato walked away from the destroyed scenery knowing that the authorities would soon arrive to investigate the crashes and the change in cement formation. Ah, yes things were going to change drastically with the arrival of the blonde teen in the house of Namikaze.

NxM NxM NxM NxM NxM NxM NxM NxM NxM NxM NxM NxM NxM NxM

     The sweet smell of peppermint clouded his nostrils, the stench seemingly suffocating him in it’s aroma of red and white goodness that of which represented the jolly time of year that was far off from the current month. He could deduce he was lying in a bed from the feel of the silk cloth that made his sheets and pillowcase, his stiff fingers ran through the material languidly, the silk passing through his grasp like water.

"If you hear a voice in the middle of the night,
Saying it will be alright
It will be me.’

            What was this sound? Someone was singing to him, their voice lighter than that of a feather’s touch yet deeper than the sea’s depths as the words flowed into the room, the soothing sounds coursing through his body as they left their owner’s lips.

‘If you feel a hand guiding you along,
When the path seems wrong,
It will be me.’

            Naruto could feel the bandages wrapped snug around his wounds, hindering some of his movements. For some reason he couldn’t lift his eyes to look around or see the person singing, he was just too tired to lift a finger as the music notes wrapped around him like a security blanket. He was content with just laying here and letting the music consume him, calming mind and soul.

‘There is no mountain that I can’t climb,
For you, I’d swim through the rivers of time,
As you go your way and I go mine
A light will shine
And it will be me.’

‘If there is a key that goes to your heart,
A special part,
It will be me.’

            His curiosity reared its head and begged him to find out who the mysterious singer was, causing his azure orbs to peek open. Naruto was in what looked like a small guest room, a shade of midnight black stained the walls with its darkness, giving the room a feeling of seclusion and loneliness while the ceiling was painted the opposite of the walls, a pale sickly white. He was lying in a queen size bed in the far corner of the room, its silk navy blue linings, sheets, blankets and cream colored pillows contrasted to that of the room’s colors.

‘If you need a friend,
Call out to the wind,
To hold you again,
It will be me.’

            There were no paintings or decorations in the room except for an oval shaped mirror that hung above a cherry wood dresser by the door, its sides encased in gold lining slowly rusting from the battle against time. Strange symbols and pictures lined around the outside, ones that even if his brain wasn’t as foggy as it was he still wouldn’t be able to understand their meaning.

‘Oh, how the world seems so unfair,
Creating a love that can not be shared,
As you go your way and I go mine,
A light will shine,
And it will be me.’

            There was that song again, it’s words stabbing Naruto in the heart as it reminded him of his mother, who used to lay his head on her lap and sing him to sleep before she died. ‘And she left me alone in this hell.’ He thought bitterly, his eyes becoming moist with salty tears that fell down his face to his chin as the song continued. His sight was blurry but he could make out a figure sitting next to his bed, the source of the singing originating from it. Chilled pale fingers brushed away his tears, causing the youth to yelp weakly and try to squirm away; an amused tone entered the singer’s voice, probably from Naruto’s reaction.

‘Past the ever after, there’s a place for two,
In your tears of laughter,
I’ll be there for you.’

            Lies. All of it lies; his mother wasn’t watching over him in death nor could she rest in peace because of that damned creature.

‘In the sun and the moon,
In the land and the sea,
Look all around you,
It will be me.’

‘There is no mountain that I can’t climb,
For you I’d swim through the rivers of time,
As you go your way and I go mine,
A light will shine,
And it will be me.’

‘It will be me,
It will be me.’ "

            As the song finished Naruto’s sight cleared, revealing the blonde haired man, no Naruto corrected himself as a flood of memories of the night before entered his head, this was no man. This attractive male was a vampire and a powerful one at that. Minato sat on a wooden Victorian style chair, arms crossed and eyes closed as hummed the last melodies of the song. Naruto’s breath hitched in fear as he scooted away from the man, tumbling on the floor with a loud ‘thud’.

“Keep that up and you’ll wind up injured again child.”

The elder hummed as he reached over and lifted a medium glass of red wine to his lips, his fangs stained with its contents. Minato sighed as he watched the boy shake in the corner like a frightened animal, his cerulean eyes watching Minato’s every move for sign of attack. Deciding it was better not to frighten the youth more, he left only pausing at the wooden doorway to speak, not turning around to show his face.

“Rest assured I’m not going to eat you, I have more manners than that to devour my guests. I’ll be back to check on you later.”

     In an instant he was gone, leaving Naruto alone in his room the only evidence he was there in the first place was the chilled chair that he had sat in. Naruto shakily returned to bed, his face pale as parchment. What the fuck was he going to do?

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{The quoted song above in italics is 'It Will be Me' sung by Melissa Etheridge, likewise I do not own that, or make any money or profit from posting it here. It belongs to its respective owners}
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