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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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Humans were too noisy. Minato groaned in frustration as he pressed the pillow against his slightly pointed ears in a useless attempt to muffle the annoying, continuous sounds of the community. Due to Minato’s sensitive hearing he could pick up the smallest noises and could hear a pin drop within a hundred mile radius. So of course, hearing every little sound and every little piece of conversation made it a bitch trying to get any sleep. Despite what legends and rumors said, vampires could in fact sleep and whenever they wanted to I might add. It was just that most chose not to or those that did slept during the day, which Minato couldn’t understand since it was noisier in the daytime. The man rarely slept but he did at least once a month to restore energy and reign in on his emotions better. As a lawyer he needed to keep his cool or he’d be ineffective and unable to think straight. Not to mention throw him out on his ass.

The blonde haired man lay enveloped in a red and black silk blanket cocoon on his bed with his tousled hair spread out hotly over his Persian made pillows, donning only a pair of pajama pants and socks. As he closed his sapphire blue eyes and focused the sounds of the city grew into a distant buzz in the background and the closer sound frequencies came in louder. It was about four in the morning and sunrise was creeping closer by the minute. On the first floor he could hear Kakashi’s slow, tired footsteps shuffle across the newly waxed wooden floors of the kitchen. The silver haired man rummaged through the cherry wood cabinet before picking out a random mug and filled it to the brim with cold water and added ice to keep it that way.

Drip……drip……..drip……water dribbled from the faucet repeatedly as the man left the room, forgetting to turn the knob all the way like he always did. Minato had long ago stopped trying to get Kakashi to break that habit since it was a lost battle, but he didn’t mind it too much anymore since it was actually a more soothing rhythm compared to all junk he picked up earlier. Tick….tock…….tick….the grandfather clock chimed as it struck 4; as the hands slugged across the face and passed over the numbers as they did. A new tempo entered his radar as he expanded his hearing only to find it to be……the beating of a healthy, young heart. Forgetting his earlier weariness, Minato zoomed in on the rhythmic beat that resided down the hall from him where the teen slept.

Naruto hadn’t fallen asleep until around midnight because he was pacing around his small room in order to stay awake, scaring himself silly as he thought of different scenarios about his situation. Finally Minato grew irritated with the constant pounding against the floor and discreetly began absorbing Naruto’s energy, making every step seem more tiring as he continued until he was thoroughly worn down and collapsed on his bed. Minato unconsciously licked his lips as they grew dry at the swishing sound of Naruto’s blood flowing through his veins and the pumping of his heart matched the rhythm beautifully, it was like music to his ears. He temporarily lost himself to the human’s presence and felt himself black out, his body went on auto-pilot as it often did when he was about to feed. In that time Minato made it out of his room and down the long hallway to Naruto’s door, where he was about to turn the knob when a bolt of lightning flashed through a nearby window. The sound and sudden light jerked him out of his thoughts and brought him plunging back to the here and now, causing him to rush back to his room and slam the door shut. What the hell had he been thinking?!

Leaning heavily against the wooden barrier, he slid down it until he was sitting on his bottom panting heavily. It was taking every ounce of his self control not to go back and continue what he had unconsciously planned, not to sneak into the teen’s room and take a sip from the forbidden blood for fear the teen would either wake up or he wouldn’t be able to stop himself. After a few minutes that felt like hours he dragged himself back to bed as the rain outside fell harder, pattering against the Namikaze manor like bullets as they fell from the clouded sky and bathed the land in water. As the raindrops slid down the glass windows and turned holes in the road into mirrors Minato smiled as he lost himself in a distant memory that was like fog, untouchable and barely seen.

Flashback

A small child giggled as he bunny hopped from puddle to puddle, his bare feet caked in mud as it squished between his toes. His homemade navy blue yukata was torn and stained with mud while his cute chibi face was hidden behind the sloppy earth. The boy’s light blonde hair stuck out in spikes and his crystalline blue eyes shown with mischief as he fashioned himself a mud pie with added strands of grass to add flavor. Finishing the makeshift confection, the toddler crawled out of the hole before waddling over to another to do the same thing, only for him to pause in wonder. Unlike the other puddles which were brown and mucky this one was clear and you could see the bottom, it was like a mirror or a reflective surface.

He tilted his head cutely in curiosity before kneeling in front of it and peering into the water. Upon looking inside, he saw another blonde haired kid staring back at him with wide eyes, an ‘o’ shaped mouth and filthy sunshine locks. Not understanding that it was his reflection he smiled brightly and waved,

“Hi!”

The other kid did the same thing he had done, causing the chibi to grin.

“How are you? What’s your name?”

Again, the other child mimicked him, making Minato pout.

“You’re not supposed to copy me! Quit it!”
Amused laughter rang out behind him, causing the pouting boy to turn. Behind him was a figure of a woman, his mother precisely. However he couldn’t make out any features on her face or body, Minato couldn’t even see what she was wearing. The older woman was like a shadow you saw on a sunny day.

“Momma it’s not funny! He’s being a meanie!”

More laughter and a pair of arms wrapped around him in a hug as she knelt beside him.

“Mina-kun that’s your reflection, he’s you. There’s not another boy down there.” Blonde eyebrows furrowed as he tried to pronounce the word, “Re-refl-reflection?”
The figure nodded, “Yes little one, it’s sort of like a picture of you only he moves and does what you do. It also serves to show people what kind of person they really are. Do you like what you see Mina-chan?”   The child blinked as he squinted into the water, “Really Kaa-san? I don’t understand...”

She only laughed before picking him up in her arms and carrying him back to their little shack of a home, a one room space that was hot as hell in the summer and cold as Antarctica in the wintertime. Minato laughed as his mother gave him a kiss on the cheek before they disappeared into the shed they called home.

“You’ll understand eventually someday my little tenshi…”

Flashback End

Minato’s eyes narrowed as the memory ended frustrated with himself and his fading human memories. He could never remember his mother’s face or anything about her, not even her eye color. The vampire’s father was absent from his life, Minato never asked why since his mother never answered his questions. There were a few downsides to being a member of the living dead, even though many would give their right arm to become one. First of all, any and all human memories become a blur after the transformation, you didn’t forget your former life completely but you lost details about the people that you cared about. All recollections of his human life were stored somewhere in the back of his subconscious and only showed their heads when simple circumstances reminded him of their existence.

It hurt though, as time went by the flashbacks became more blurry, it was like Alzheimer’s except you didn’t completely forget. Your brain taunted you, dangling the thoughts and memories that had paved the road to who you are but never letting you see. Like a child with a secret. It made you stop and wonder if you even knew the answer to that all important question anymore. Minato closed his tired bloodshot eyes, his mind weary from thinking and pleading for rest. Using the pitter-patter of the raindrops and Naruto’s heartbeat as his lullaby, the vampire lord drifted off into a dreamless sleep a few minutes later.

MxN MxN MxN MxN MxN MxN MxN MxN MxN MxN MxN

            A groan passed through Naruto’s lips as the sun passed through the window and glared at him, its brightness was only amplified by the reflective properties of the water that stained the glass. Trying to hide from the sun’s evil rays Naruto hid his head under his pillow, only to come back out again as he wouldn’t be able to sleep anyway with the lack of air. He could move more now because of a good night’s rest and was content to lie there and drift off once more before the memories of last night came crashing down on him like a tsunami. The ambush……the chase……the poison being injected into him…..the blonde haired vampire……and finally darkness as he remembered being knocked out, only to reawaken later on the same bed he rested on now with his vampire savior sitting leisurely across from him.

Now there was just one question bothering him….how to escape? Naruto didn’t feel like becoming Minato’s dinner, hell he didn’t want to be on the same planet with the man or any of his kind. Sadly for him vampires did in fact exist. The blonde struggled to sit up, succeeding after a few minutes of trying and ended up sitting on the edge of the bed with his feet touching the floor. It was then that he noticed he was no longer wearing the same rags he had been the night before. Instead he donned white pajama pants that were too large for him and covered his feet and a long sleeved shirt that went with it that barely brushed his finger tips. Huh, seems they couldn’t find anything that fit him better. Shaking himself, Naruto tried to formulate a plan to escape only for his thoughts to be interrupted by a knock on the door.

Now Naruto was really hoping some of the vampire legends were true. Especially the one where they couldn’t enter your domain without asking for permission, sadly luck wasn’t on his side today. In came a young man with hair that could only resemble starlight that defied gravity, his entire face concealed except for his right eye while a bandage covered its twin. The stranger wore an outfit that could only be described as a butler’s only more casual since his tie wasn’t tucked in his shirt and the hem of his white top fell over his pants instead of being tucked in.

“Ah, you’re awake. Master and I were wondering when you would. Do you need anything?”

Naruto stared at him, was this some sort of trick? Obviously this man was a vampire as well; he could practically smell it a mile away. In Kakashi’s bandaged hands was a silver tray filled with food, specifically a full English breakfast with multiple choices since they didn’t know Naruto’s preferences. There was bacon, sausage, eggs (both scrambled and fried), fried mushrooms, fried bread, grilled tomatoes, baked beans and black pudding.

The teen cocked an eyebrow before hesitantly taking the tray from the man’s hands, being extra cautious not to make contact with his hands as if Kakashi was contagious. If the man noticed Naruto’s blatant sign of contempt it didn’t show as he bowed courteously and introduced himself.

“I am Hatake Kakashi, servant of Minato Namikaze and one of few caretakers of Namikaze manor. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Naruto inwardly noted he hadn’t added the fact that he and his master were vampires. How convenient. Unfortunately if he was going to stay here he’d rather be called his name and not some idiotic nickname.

“Naruto………Naruto is my name Hatake-san.”

Kakashi smiled beneath his mask, “All right Naruto-san, please enjoy your meal while I inform the master you’re awake.”

Before Naruto could blink the other man was gone in an instant. Really he wasn’t planning on eating the stuff but after grueling minutes that seemed like hours of his stomach roaring in protest, Naruto finally gave in. After taking a hesitant bite out of an egg, he begrudgingly admitted it was good and whoever cooked the food knew how their way around the kitchen.

Surprisingly he finished the whole tray, leaving only crumbs on his chin Naruto supposed he was more ravenous than he thought. After all he had been running and hiding nearly all night and it had been awhile since he last ate. Naruto glanced at the floor sadly as he wondered if Iruka was worried about him…..or that his boyfriend Mizuki hadn’t stopped his guardian from looking for ‘the street rat’ that he was. He hated that man with a burning passion and the only reason Iruka stayed with the bastard was because he had enough money to support the three of them. The Umino had to suffer the abuse because of him. Naruto had stayed with the elder since his mother and father died, which had been about ten years ago when he was five years old. He could still hear his mother telling him to be careful and his father offering to play with him. Before he could sulk in past memories another knock was heard against the hard wood door.

As he glanced up he came face to face with Minato, who had closed the door behind him, blocking the only exit.

The vampire decided to be blunt and brief, “Child you are injured, therefore if you so wish you can stay here until you fully heal.”

Naruto snorted, “And why the hell do I want to stay here? I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself!”

The other raised a brow, “Yet you can barely sit up? Admit it young one, you are helpless in this state.”

Furious by Minato’s dismissal of his survival skills, Naruto blew up at him. Just being in the same room with the man made him sick to his stomach to the point of hurling, he hated him. Stressed from the chase the night before, the guilty weight of his caretaker’s abuse, the fear he felt now, the guilt of his parents’ deaths and his life in general caused the overall emotional teen to burst as his inner tornado blasted through him.

“WHAT HAPPENS TO ME ISN’T YOUR PROBLEM NOW IS IT?! I DON’T NEED YOUR HELP OR ANYONE ELSE’S; I’M JUST FINE ON MY OWN! WHY DO YOU CARE ANYWAY? YOU PROBABLY WERE HUNTING WHEN YOU FOUND ME AND I’M JUST ANOTHER SNACK TO YOU! HELL YOU’RE PROBABLY SAVING ME FOR DESERT! VAMPIRES ARE NOTHING BUT SCUM THAT CAUSE PAIN AND SUFFERING AND THEY NEVER SHOULD’VE EXISTED IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!!”

Naruto’s form shook from rage, grief and fear as his nails dug into his clenched hands, spilling his delicious blood onto the floor. Minato was a usually patient person but hearing Naruto’s little speech made his calm façade crack as resentment seeped through. What did this ignorant human know of his life or decisions? It wasn’t like he asked for this! Before Naruto could comprehend his words he found himself pinned to the wall with Minato hovering over him, gasping for breath as he was knocked against the hard surface. Smooth slightly pale hands were placed on either side of his head as Minato leaned in, preventing Naruto from escaping.

“Listen well foolish human and listen closely to what I’m about to say.” His voice was slightly thick as he tried to grasp at what strands of self control he had left as he talked, “I don’t know what happened to you nor is it any of my business that made you hate my kind but you have no right to judge us on one knave’s acts. Like humans we vary and have little in common except for our diets which I’m sure you are fully aware of. Secondly I don’t have the heart, nay the patience to save you for later. Had I intended to suck you dry you would’ve never made it to this building boy. You’re staying and that’s final, the moment you are well again you’re free to screw up your life as you please.”

Before he stepped out of the door and into the hall Naruto barely heard a low whisper through his lips, “I didn’t ask to be turned into this. I didn’t have a choice.”

The door sounded with a resounding slam as Minato left the teen alone in his room. A still thoroughly shaken Naruto collapsed to his knees as he shook, the room turning eerily quiet. During the shouting contest Minato’s eyes turned red with rage sending shivers down his spine, and what had he meant by he didn’t have a choice? Was he forced to become a monster? The Uzumaki shook himself as he curled into a fetal position with his head hidden in his arms as he tried to calm down. Was he really going to be freed? What did he have to pay in return for treatment, food and board? They were dirt poor as it was but he wasn’t sure if Minato was the type to suck him dry of what little money they had. Worse comes to worse he could become a slave to the vampire. He shivered at that thought before going over his options. Escape was impossible, Naruto may not have been the sharpest kunai in the drawer but even he knew when he couldn’t win, although most of the time his pride wouldn’t allow him to admit it.

He checked in a nearby closet and under the bed before finding his shoes and tying them on. If he was going to stay here, he wasn’t going to stay in the same room the whole time. Naruto also planned on finding out what Minato wanted as pay, he could only hope it wasn’t…costly. As he flexed his fingers he finally noticed the blood from his earlier outburst and glared at it. Damn it all……..the teen managed to find extra bandages on the dresser before wrapping them up and heading out the door. While on the outside he seemed a bit out of it, his eyes glazed over in thought.

“Ha ha! Only YOU would get into this kind of mess!”

‘Shut up!”

“Admit it, you’re trapped like a rat. Maybe he’ll fatten you up to sweeten your blood?”

“That’s not funny you damn fox!”

Finally the being calmed after a few more bouts of laughter at the expense of the teen before speaking.

“You’re in a pickle this time Kit, the only advice I can offer at this point is to trust him…….for now.”

“Yeah, yeah...........I guess you’re right.”

“I always am.” Naruto grimaced in annoyance, “Shut up Kyuubi.”
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