Silver Revolver

Silver Revolver
Chapter: 2
CT: Terror and Revelations
Pairings known as of this chapter: NarutoXGaara KibaXShika (not necessarily semeXuke)
Chapter warnings: slight blood, gore, slight pervyness, and fucked up dads.
Chapter rating: T-
Other: This chapter was written to the CD My Chemical Romance: I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought me Your Love. Starting with “Headfirst for Halos.” (Track 6)
Ending with Face Down by: The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

(“I don’t need you alive to take your money.” And for the second time in the last two minuets the gun went off hitting the dead man dead-on in the forehead.)


Blood was spattered everywhere, like glaze on cheap pottery. Barely anything was spared the red splatter, though could be mistaken for ink in the dark alley. The boy had not yet lowered his gun. He held it steady for a moment before the body in front of the pair shuddered splattering the already spattered bodies with another spray of blood. His once silver hair dyed a spotted red. Naruto looked over at the gun-slinging boy who had in turn looked at him, his gun lowered, but still cocked and ready for another shot if necessary.
The redhead’s eyes glowed like the ocean lit up by the moon at night. The boy looked pointedly from him to the dead body. Naruto seemed to snap out of his trace and shook his head understanding the teen perfectly. He wanted to know if he was someone that Naruto cared about. Naruto turned to glare at the body.
“No.” His voice coming out rough and cold. “Mizuki-sensei.” Naruto mocked the honorific. “He has been following me home since I started here at this high school. ‘Welcoming, safe environment’ my left ass-cheek.” A look of comprehension passed through the redhead’s eyes. Though his facial expression never changed from cold and distant. Naruto paused as he fully looked at the redhead.
His eyes were quite soft though the rest of him was as cold and hard as jagged ice. He had a lanky body to be honest; his clothes hung off him like drapes to a window. What really attracted his attention though was the gun that hung in his lax, yet firm grip. It was of what appeared to be silver, with details added in white gold. Naruto could not make out much besides the general shape of the gun and a small chain that attached it to one of the many other chains on the boy’s pants. The gun seemed to be made to fit this boy specifically and no one else. The red head’s head snapped to the side as a faint wail of sirens echoed in the small confines of the trashed streets. He quickly slipped his gun in his pocket and grabbed Naruto’s arm in his icy grip before dragging him farther into the alley and then motioned him up a ladder, following close behind they reached the top quickly.
Naruto followed the boy without question, as they ran and leaped across rooftops looking like thieves after a big heist that went wrong. Their dark clothing mostly hiding them from people looking out their window.
“Let’s go to my place.” The redhead slowed and let Naruto taking the lead. Naruto took off swinging through turns and up, down and across fire escapes, alleys, and streets finally after 10 minuets reaching the apartment. Naruto quickly unlocked the door. The sirens were getting closer instead of farther away. As soon as the boys were inside Naruto slammed the door and locked it. Breathing hard covered up his gasp of awe as he turned to look at his visitor, who was gorgeous covered in blood or not. The boy was trying to clean himself off with an old rag he must have gotten from his pocket. Naruto raised an eyebrow. “You can use my bathroom.” The boy looked up and Naruto smiled. “I have clean clothes you can wear until I wash yours.”
All the boy did was stare judgingly for a while. And then nodded seeing no lies among the boy’s features or mirrored intentions in his eyes. The boy stepped into the small room and glanced around it. The room was no bigger then a trailer’s closet. The walls were a dust-yellow and the floor was an ugly version of parchment. It was clean and a place to clean up. That’s all that mattered. He undressed carefully and opened the door placing the neatly folded clothes outside it.


Naruto noticed as he went to place clothes and take the old ones away to be washed that the clothes were folded neatly outside the door. He bent over to pick them up as he heard the door open. He looked up right into the other boy’s crotch. Naruto stood quickly, blushing madly. He heard a snicker. He looked up from the ground and looked the boy in the eyes. There was humor there, but no where else on the boy’s face. Naruto blushed darker and handed the boy ‘his’ clothes. The towel was ridding a bit low on his hips. The redhead noted grinning madly inside his head, slightly smirking on the outside.
‘STOP STARING NARUTO!’ He scolded himself. It was not kind to stare so perversely at another’s body, well at least openly. ‘I guess side glances are okay…’ Naruto started to space in the door way of the bathroom and about had a nosebleed when the boy started to undress in front of him. ‘Shit! He has a nice body…’ Naruto became more embarrassed but couldn’t stop watching when the boy closed his mouth for him expressionlessly. “I’M SORRY!” Naruto then ran out of the bathroom slamming the door and running down the hall. He could have sworn he heard a chuckle as he ran out.

-elapsed time 15 minuets-

Naruto was sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. ‘God kill me now…’ “Why does he have to be hot?” Naruto didn’t know that his guest had just walked into the room and had rolled his eyes at the last statement. He sat down next to Naruto and grabbed the remote, turning on the TV. Naruto jumped and paled, until the boy slightly side glanced at him, then blushed. It was more of a slight blush, not a beacon. ‘I hope he didn’t hear that…’ (And alas poor Naruto you are screwed) ‘He probably did… Now he probably thinks I’m some creepy homo or something. He probably is going to leave and I’ll never see him again…’ And as if on cue the boy stood up Naruto looked down saddened. ‘Another loss of another person due to my mouth again.’ He sighed, which was cut short with hope as the boy just went over to his video cabinet and started to shift through his various impulsively bought movies and TV seasons.
What’s your…name?” The redhead impulsively asked in his sand papery voice. Naruto paused for a moment shocked that the boy had said anything.
“Uzumaki Naruto… May I ask yours?” Naruto was shocked at his own manners. Even the other boy paused before answering.
“Sabaku...” The name rang a bell, though Naruto wasn’t sure where he heard it before, “Gaara.” Gaara tensed for a moment, as if waiting for his death sentence. Naruto frowned.
“What are you looking for?” Gaara seemed to ease a little.
“Not sure…”
“I have almost every type of movie possible.”
“Why do you have so many?” Gaara turned toward Naruto.
“I’m an impulsive buyer when it comes to movies.” Naruto wiped his nose with his index finger grinning. The redhead shifted though the movies and shows until he found one he liked. It was a DVD, one of his newer ones. Gaara put the oddly unlabeled disk in. He skipped over the adds and just pressed play expecting to see the opening credits for “The Marsh” instead he got right in the middle of two guys going at it.
Naruto ‘eeeeeped’ more like. “OH MY FUCKING GAWD! I THOUGHT THAT WAS THE MARSH! I’m pretty sure this isn’t though…” Gaara made no move to stop it. He thought this was interesting. He had never thought of himself gay, but he was definitely interested in the action going on in front of his calculating eyes. In a split second decision he realized he was gay. He sensed it was disturbing Naruto so he pressed stop and opened up the DVD player. He placed the disc in it’s case and placed he case back in the slot it was supposed to go and started looking for a different DVD to watch that didn’t disturb Naruto so much. He settled on “Silent Hill”.


-elapsed time 20 min-

Naruto screeched as those freaky ember fire dudes attacked the woman as she made her way around under that building. (It was a little freaky) He screeched again at another part, and again at another part. Gaara had sat down next to Naruto keeping a respectable distance. That is until Naruto screeched as the massacre started at the end of the movie and hugged Gaara pressing his face into the redhead’s shoulder away from the movie. He peeked back around just as the lady was ripped in half with the barbwire. (Sorry if this grosses anyone out.) Naruto didn’t seem to realize that he was doing this, so Gaara didn’t say anything. No one ever touched him, usually only to cause harm. This was all right. He wasn’t hurting him so it was okay and it was also a little funny as he screamed in terror. The movie wasn’t that scary (It really wasn’t) just really gory and creepy. As the movie ended Naruto started to look up.
“I-I-I-Is it over?”
“Yes.” Naruto wasn’t expecting for him to be that close and so he jumped and eeped again while releasing his ‘stuffed bear’.
“Do you want to stay the night since it’s already 10:11?” Naruto asked after he calmed down from his spaz attack.
“…” Gaara nodded. “I just need to call my dad.” Naruto whipped out his red razr and handed It to Gaara. Gaara took it and dialed the number quickly. Due to the fact that the phone was a cell phone Naruto could hear every word of the conversation.
“Hello?”
“Dad.” Gaara said mockingly. Naruto heard a snort.
“The police are here looking for you where are you.”
“At a friends. I called to-“
“HA A FRIEND! That’ll be the day. Well let me talk to this ‘friend’.” Gaara glared at thin air, but handed the phone to Naruto. “If he gets inappropriate tell him to fuck up.” Naruto grabbed the phone already not liking this man.
“Hello?” Naruto asked.
“well, I’ll be damned. So what’s your name?” Naruto squinted and glanced at Gaara who was glaring at the phone looked up and nodded.
“Naruto Uzumaki.”
“Did he kid nap you?”
“No.”
“Pay you?”
“No.”
“Threaten to kill your friends and family?”
“NO. He would be threatening to commit suicide then, because he’s my only friend. I have no family.”
“Give the phone to Gaara.” Naruto had half a mind to hang up and kid nap Gaara, but he handed the phone to Gaara.
“Do you have to be an ass?” Gaara asked.
“Sounds like you got a nice piece of one how bigs her rack?”
“Do not talk about my friend like that he would not appreciate it nor would he like being referenced to like a woman seeing as he is a man.” Gaara’s father chuckled for a moment.
“Fine, so where does he live-“ Gaara hung up the phone. He was not going to go there again.

Shukaku chuckled to himself. He got smarter. Just another challenge and Shukaku liked challenges…


TBC


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