怪物 Body bag
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
1,083
Reviews:
20
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
0
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Title: 怪物 Body Bag
Author’s Note: Haha, two chapters within hours. Hmm, no reviews yet, I guess I am done for the day then. If you can’t figure out yet, I am the kind of long-winded writers. So if you want smut, you have to wait >D
NOTE: I was listening to Myaku by Dir en Grey while writing this chapter. You could say this chapter is inspired by its music video too. Diru Roxx!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YmY405qcVeQ
Cut 1
He woke, pale lashes fluttered open to reveal weary eyes. For a long moment, the youth stared blankly in darkness, feeling disoriented. This was definitely neither his home nor his bed. He was lying on, what he perceived as the cold and unforgiving cement floor of a strange room. Naruto struggled to his feet, swaying slightly when he felt a dull pain at the back of his head.
Tentatively, he touched his sore scalp and his fingers came away with a sticky wet substance. Despite the fact it was so dark that he could barely even make out his fingers before him, he knew without doubt he was bleeding. The wound must be from when the dangerous man knocked him unconscious. With what weapon, Naruto was not sure. One thing he was certain though, was the other could move faster than him, and that would be a big problem if he ever wanted to escape.
Looking on the optimistic side, he was glad that the bleeding was slowing down and there seemed to be no signs of concussion. Be that as he may, wit may be his only redeeming factor. “Wit…” the blonde snorted mirthlessly under his breath. Without the creepy man around him now, he certainly felt bolder and more to his usual self. Thinking back to earlier, he saw in his mind the openings which he could have make the break for, yet missed. “Darn it!” the blond swore angrily at himself before assuring his abused ego, “I was just too shocked at seeing the guy there. I mean those MUST be fake blood or red paint! I merely freaked out. Next time I am not going to back down easily from the sissy. Grrr.”
Naruto felt around blindly in the dark, occasionally cussing in pain when he bummed into odd objects and edges. Judging from his senseless fidgeting about, he could tell the room was fairly big. Finally he came to a flat surface with a handle, a door. He yanked at it and was surprised when it opened up with ease. He gave a yelp of triumph which subsequently turned to confusion when a soft whirring sound was heard and cool air blasted him face front. “What?!” The moment he exclaimed, light suddenly came on and flooded the room in a bright burst. The boy immediately shielded his sensitive eyes from the impromptu glare; it was only after a few seconds before he adjusted to the fluorescent light. By then, he noticed the teal-eyed man had come down a wooden stairway and was standing fairly close to him, next to the lamp switch. A shiver went involuntarily up his spine at the realization that he did not even hear the man come in.
A quick glance around told Naruto he was situated in a basement currently. What attracted his attention were the weird and unfriendly tools placed almost everywhere, some which could prove useful in a fight of violence. However, the stranger seemed the least bothered that he could easily reach for any weapon in here. In actual fact, he merely stood his place and watched the blond calmly in the way a scientist would watch his mouse subject.
Naruto stared back defiantly, mentally agreeing to himself the other guy was a definite weirdo. Eyes trained warily on the man, he edged a couple of steps away while his hands reached out to the sides, searching for a weapon. Instead, he accidentally pulled down some cloth and he darted a quick look at what he had just uncovered. “What are all these doing in a fucking basement?!” He gaped idiotically at the operating theater table, complete with surgical lights, anesthesia machines, patient monitors and so on. He stumbled back, and was greeted once again by the blast of cool air at his back. It was coming from the door he had opened earlier on. The boy dared a peek over his shoulders. He blinked and blinked, trying to make sense of what he was seeing at the moment. Slowly, he made a full turn to face the big sized refrigerator properly.
On the rows of racks, were numerous bottles lined neatly together. Each bottle had a label with a person’s name on it, and inside the bottles, human organs soaked in grainy solution. Heart, lung, kidney, brain... Naruto wavered, feeling light-headed as his heart beginning to pound even faster in his chest. Everything seemed to swim before his eyes, suffocating him while he ogled at the contents of the refrigerator in revulsion.
“Fake blood? Red paint? Hah. I am so fucked.”
TBC…
Author’s Note: Haha, two chapters within hours. Hmm, no reviews yet, I guess I am done for the day then. If you can’t figure out yet, I am the kind of long-winded writers. So if you want smut, you have to wait >D
NOTE: I was listening to Myaku by Dir en Grey while writing this chapter. You could say this chapter is inspired by its music video too. Diru Roxx!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YmY405qcVeQ
Cut 1
He woke, pale lashes fluttered open to reveal weary eyes. For a long moment, the youth stared blankly in darkness, feeling disoriented. This was definitely neither his home nor his bed. He was lying on, what he perceived as the cold and unforgiving cement floor of a strange room. Naruto struggled to his feet, swaying slightly when he felt a dull pain at the back of his head.
Tentatively, he touched his sore scalp and his fingers came away with a sticky wet substance. Despite the fact it was so dark that he could barely even make out his fingers before him, he knew without doubt he was bleeding. The wound must be from when the dangerous man knocked him unconscious. With what weapon, Naruto was not sure. One thing he was certain though, was the other could move faster than him, and that would be a big problem if he ever wanted to escape.
Looking on the optimistic side, he was glad that the bleeding was slowing down and there seemed to be no signs of concussion. Be that as he may, wit may be his only redeeming factor. “Wit…” the blonde snorted mirthlessly under his breath. Without the creepy man around him now, he certainly felt bolder and more to his usual self. Thinking back to earlier, he saw in his mind the openings which he could have make the break for, yet missed. “Darn it!” the blond swore angrily at himself before assuring his abused ego, “I was just too shocked at seeing the guy there. I mean those MUST be fake blood or red paint! I merely freaked out. Next time I am not going to back down easily from the sissy. Grrr.”
Naruto felt around blindly in the dark, occasionally cussing in pain when he bummed into odd objects and edges. Judging from his senseless fidgeting about, he could tell the room was fairly big. Finally he came to a flat surface with a handle, a door. He yanked at it and was surprised when it opened up with ease. He gave a yelp of triumph which subsequently turned to confusion when a soft whirring sound was heard and cool air blasted him face front. “What?!” The moment he exclaimed, light suddenly came on and flooded the room in a bright burst. The boy immediately shielded his sensitive eyes from the impromptu glare; it was only after a few seconds before he adjusted to the fluorescent light. By then, he noticed the teal-eyed man had come down a wooden stairway and was standing fairly close to him, next to the lamp switch. A shiver went involuntarily up his spine at the realization that he did not even hear the man come in.
A quick glance around told Naruto he was situated in a basement currently. What attracted his attention were the weird and unfriendly tools placed almost everywhere, some which could prove useful in a fight of violence. However, the stranger seemed the least bothered that he could easily reach for any weapon in here. In actual fact, he merely stood his place and watched the blond calmly in the way a scientist would watch his mouse subject.
Naruto stared back defiantly, mentally agreeing to himself the other guy was a definite weirdo. Eyes trained warily on the man, he edged a couple of steps away while his hands reached out to the sides, searching for a weapon. Instead, he accidentally pulled down some cloth and he darted a quick look at what he had just uncovered. “What are all these doing in a fucking basement?!” He gaped idiotically at the operating theater table, complete with surgical lights, anesthesia machines, patient monitors and so on. He stumbled back, and was greeted once again by the blast of cool air at his back. It was coming from the door he had opened earlier on. The boy dared a peek over his shoulders. He blinked and blinked, trying to make sense of what he was seeing at the moment. Slowly, he made a full turn to face the big sized refrigerator properly.
On the rows of racks, were numerous bottles lined neatly together. Each bottle had a label with a person’s name on it, and inside the bottles, human organs soaked in grainy solution. Heart, lung, kidney, brain... Naruto wavered, feeling light-headed as his heart beginning to pound even faster in his chest. Everything seemed to swim before his eyes, suffocating him while he ogled at the contents of the refrigerator in revulsion.
“Fake blood? Red paint? Hah. I am so fucked.”
TBC…