《UnDying》Chapter 4
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Previously-
I gritted my teeth an shouted at the time of my lungs,
"Give Up, On Making Me Give Up!"
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Now-
Gaara p.o.v:
My eyes flashed open as I heard a soft mourner slip from his lips. It was so low I thought I would have missed it. But I am certain that I heard. I am absolutely certain I heard the words that only Naruto could ever say.
Give up on making me give up.
That phrase, it's just so him. I felt relieved, at least fractionally. The idea that he could hear, that he could reply... It made me happier than I had felt since...
Since before the battle.
That though put a slight damper on my mood, but I pushed past it. Naruto is here, he is breathing, he can hear me. For better or worse Naruto is staying by me. I let my eyes slid shut and hugged him tighter, slinging my leg over him, giving him soft and sweet kisses on his cheeks and his eyelids. I stayed with him even as the night turned to day. His temperature slowly started to drop off at night began to return. It was nice. At least until I started to realize he was the same temperature as me. I pushed myself away, and started to dig for blankets, I started to check for a pulse before remembering it would do no good considering he is alive without a freaking heartbeat. He is too cold. Naruto was always like a gentle flame to me. Warm, like my own personally sun. Now he felt like he was my temperature.
Naruto p.o.v:
I started to relax, the fire was begin in to leave. My senses began so slowly trickle in, and I could feel Gaara wrapped around me. Something was slung across my lower half of my body. It was one of Gaara's legs, and as it turns out Gaara is wear absolutely no clothes.
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Not that I'm exactly against that!
I just wish that I could return the favor. As time began to pass, I started to feel something weird.... Gaara has always been cold to me. Now it felt like we were the same. Gaara moved away then, and I couldn't feel him anymore. Another weird feeling occurred. My throat. I had previously said that the fire had began to leave. It felt more like the fire simply all move to my throat and burned there. I am..... So thirsty. I licked my lips. Something hit my nose. Something, sweet, and thick. It reminded my of molasses. Something told me that it would sooth my burning throat. That feeling built up steadily. My breathing was rough.
I want-
I want-
I want it!
Gaara p.o.v:
One moment Naruto was laying on the bed, and. Was gathering blankets then I noticed his finger twitch. I dropped the blanket and walked over to him, placing my hand over his. Blue eye flashed open, only they were not blue. They were red.
A violent and gruesome red.
He launched himself across the room smashing up against the wall, his fingers and hands outstretched for the little bottle I had left by the door. He tilted it, bottom to the sky and licked at every drop the dripped down onto his tongue. There wasn't much left when I set it down. In a fit he shattered the bottle, glass shard flying across the room. It was almost beautiful. The moonlight reflecting off of each individual piece like some sort faint shining mirrors room. He licked at the blood that lingered on the glass shards which tore at his clothes and crashed onto the floor. He was panting heavily and he turned to me. His ripped and torn clothes were barely hanging on, and did not do a very good job of covering his body.
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"My throat hurts." He rasped out, as though he hadn't had a drink of water in many many days. He stumbled slowly over to me, a small trickle of blood running down the side of his mouth. He licked it up. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled in close to me. The cloth that he wore would need to be replaced and fixed- I clutched at him as I felt something dig into my throat.
"Agh- Naru!" I grunted out as I dug my nails into him, ripping the last stringy bits of clothing the cover him to bits. "What are you-?" My knees buckled and I clung to him for support. Strangely enough, a numbing sort of pleasure began to seep through and fill my body. I felt my eyes roll, and my own teeth sank into his flesh, biting down into the wonder of his liquid life. His has searched my body roaming even as we drank from each other. My eyes widened. Drank from each other?! I shoved hard against him, pushing him away and slamming him into the wall while I jumbled backward to tearing the bed to pieces in my haste.
"Ow...." He muttered, looking up at me. He red eyes glow lay softly, though I thought they looked a little more blue now. "Gaara, your eyes."
"Green?"
"Yeah." He nodded. "But they weren't before."
"Won't be for long." I replied shortly, before grabbing his wrist. "Come with me." I said quickly before dragging hi down the hall.
"What? Why? Where are we going?" I stopped and looked at him for a moment judging his condition. Then I swept him up and into my arms.
"Somewhere where you can have more to drink."
"I don't understand..." Naruto replied trying to think through what I had said. Meanwhile I was focused On getting to the cave. On straight to my store room. Or what was left of it. Not much in it. I set him down, and let him loose of my stores. I sat and watched.
Somehow, I had given him a replica of my curse.
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