I Can See You, I Promise
Hello, my friend's. You guessed it. Another NARUSASU AU. This fic may just be weird and super awesome. All thanks to Bubblymoon, I am attempting to write a fic with horror and romance. He/she has requested this fic and this is all for bubblymoon. I hope you all like it. Any haters please leave. Well, on with the story tout de suite.
Naruto and Kiba (for purpose of plot): 23
Sasuke and others: 18
Horizontal line= flashback/flashback end
NSNS= scene change
thoughts
Odd People
Uchiha Sasuke was, for lack of a better word, odd. He saw things; thing that normal people never saw, things that were never there.
He knew that this made him different; hard to speak to; hard to understand.
Hence the reason, he walked alone, to a nearby bar; hood up and eyes closed so that the real people couldn't see him and he couldn't see the fake people.
He wasn't allowed to be in this bar, for he was underage. But, no one seemed to care. No one ever did.
Walking quietly into the bar and sitting down, he sat and stared at the television. There was a murder and there always was.
"What we are trying to understand is why random people are being targeted by one person. Is this a serial killer. In the last week four people have died by the same suspect."
Sasuke drowned it all out. He hated the murders of Konoha.
As he thought, a man sat next to him and smiled kindly at him (or his hood), turning to the front. "Bartender, I'll have a whiskey."
Said bartender just kept cleaning his glass cups with a cloth. The man sighed and rubbed his temples. "Hello. Did ya' hear me? Whiskey! ASAP." The bartender again said nothing or did nothing; in fact he gave no acknowledgement that the man was even there.
He just looked up at Sasuke's hood and stated calmly "I'll be with you in a moment."
This time, the man growled. "What's wrong with this guy? He got something against me?"
Sasuke only closed his eyes. He didn't want this tonight. He only wanted a nice drink to keep his mind off his problems. Only he could see this man; because right in the back of his head was a large bloody hole that can only be made by the bullets of a shotgun.
To be killed in such a way was gruesome, but to not understand or know was worse. Sasuke stated in a whisper "He can't see or hear you because...because you're dead. Last year, you lost a bet and you owed money….to someone very important. You came up short and….you were shot in the back of your head. You died on impact."
The world went quiet and as Sasuke opened his eyes, the man had disappeared for good. The bartender was giving him an odd look.
"Sorry" Sasuke whispered and looked away.
He was cursed. Of course he couldn't leave the house without being noticed or looked crazy upon. He was Uchiha Sasuke.
All of his family were odd in their own way. Before his parents died, the Uchiha father was a sadistic man who loved fire. His mother was an odd follower, a woman who was loyal to her husband when it would even lead to their deaths. Itachi, though different, was some sort of human sacrifice. He often put his life on the line for Sasuke and those he cared for.
And Sasuke was the oddest of them all. While the young teen was odd because he saw people who were dead, the fact that it never bothered him made him even odder.
There was only one time where seeing dead people scared the shit out of him. It was the first time it ever happened and when it all began.
Sasuke lay at his room at night. The smell of burning wood, courtesy of his father, still roaming the air like a ghost.
For some odd reason, the seven year old couldn't sleep. His nights were never like this. The house was asleep, but he was up for nothing.
The time read 3:22 AM, making the young raven sigh loudly. Closing his eyes, he began to count sheep.
"...five….six...seven" He whispered. This went on until a loud crash echoed throughout the house. Sasuke opened his eyes and looked toward his closed door. By what he could see, the hallway light was on and someone was standing there.
In fear of his father coming in and questioning why he was still up, Sasuke put the cover over his head and peaked through a small opening.
The door swung open quietly. The light revealed a large man. Too large to be his father. Blood coated his face, hands, shaggy overalls, the carving knife in his house, and the body in his arms.
The man walked in and over to Sasuke's bean bag chair. The boy clenched his teeth at the sight. He was horrified, but if he pretended to sleep, maybe the man would leave him alone. Tears threatened to spill as the child wondered if the man had already killed his parents and brother.
The body was also too large to be his father's. After propping the body upon the bean bag chair, the man turned in the direction of Sasuke and seemed to be staring at the ceiling. Sasuke couldn't tell, the man had no face.
It felt like an eternity; Sasuke staring at the murderer and the murderer not staring at the ceiling. Finally, the large being turned, and with the knife in his hand stabbed the body again, letting the blood leak on his hand.
The raven watched as the man wrote something on his wall in blood. Then he turned around and sank to the floor, disappearing all together.
Sasuke laid as still as the body that wasn't propped up anymore. The man just rose from the dead. His skin cracking, and mouth letting out gurgles of unimaginable sounds, the body had finally made it to the corner, where it cowered in fear.
After a long pause, the faceless body looked underneath Sasuke's bed. "The wall" it hissed out and the Uchiha was too shocked in fear to wonder where the words came from.
Finally adjusting to the darkness, the seven year old could read what was written on the wall.
'I know you're awake.' Something moved beneath his bed.
Sasuke screamed. "Mommy, Daddy! ANIKI!"
He could hear feet shuffling until finally his father and mother ran in, Itachi behind them. "What's wrong, Sasuke-kun?" His mother questioned, running over and hugging the crying boy.
"There was a man and he had body and he told me he knew I wasn't sleep and he hid under my bed."
Fugaku, the father, grabbed his son's baseball bat and crouched down to look under the bed. After a moment, he stood. "Sasuke, there is no one underneath your bed."
The young Uchiha looked over to the corner and gasped, still seeing the scared man, cowering in the corner.
"There. He killed that man and now the man's scared." Sasuke watched his family look and frown. Fugaku walked closer to the corner and the faceless victim vanished.
"How does he look, Otouto?"
Sasuke closed his eyes in fear. "He doesn't have a face."
"There's no one there Sasuke. No on in the closet, under the bed, in the corner, in your toybox, nothing. There's nothing to be afraid of."
Sasuke sighed and laid back down. "I'm not afraid of him, mommy. I'm afraid of what he's hiding from."
Itachi slept with his younger brother for the rest of that month, but that didn't stop the different people in his room. They all died in different ways. Ghosts who didn't want to leave, but clung to the living.
Sasuke sighed and asked for a whiskey. If the dead man that just sat near couldn't drink, the Uchiha would do so in his honor. The bartender gave him another odd look and walked down toward the other end.
Sasuke snorted. He'd have to finish his drink quickly and leave. The bartender was going to go down to the other and and whisper shit about him.
NSNS
On the other side of the bar, sat Uzumaki Naruto and his best friend, Inuzuka Kiba. The 23 year old detective was bored out of his mind.
The only thing keeping him company was the bar's mini television, which displayed false leads of a murder case that began a week ago.
The case was odd. Recently, a body had turned up in a dumpster. On the body's torso was a snake symbol. Surprisingly, there were no leads….until another body popped up and then another. Until finally, there were four bodies with the same snake symbol.
Tsunade, the head of the department, put Naruto on the case. And again, there were no leads.
Kiba was drunk out of his mind, unintentionally making the blond man the designated driver.
"Guys, you will never believe who's here."
Naruto's blue eyes turned toward Genma, the bartender and a close friend. "Who?"
"Uchiha Sasuke"
Kiba's dilated pupils widened at that. Naruto just nodded. He was hoping for a murderer, but he guessed a strange kid could do.
Around town, Uchiha Sasuke was that one kid parents kept their kids away from. The boy claimed to see things that probably weren't there. Naruto didn't mind. He probably did. Naruto found out when he was just 15.
Uchiha Itachi had kicked some kids' ass for calling the young Sasuke a freak; and Naruto helped completely unaware of the situation. He just wanted to help. Sasuke never spoke to anyone. And when he was near, he kept his head down, his mouth shut. No one really wanted to speak to him anyway.
Supposedly, seeing dead people was a huge turn down. Naruto still didn't mind. Even though they never spoke, Naruto assumed the kid was a pretty laid back guy. He never once spoke bad about the Uchiha.
Uzumaki Naruto had a thing for, for lack of a better word, odd people.
He always had.
"Naruto-kun, come on. It's time to buy some food."
The three year old blond turned to his adopted father, Jiraiya. "Kay. can I take Gama-chan?"
"Sure kid."
Both man and child began walking to the store, Naruto silently singing."
"Ooh. I like frogs
And foxes
Foxes and frogs
Do you want to know Whyyyyy?"
The boy looked up, expecting something. Jiraiya laughed. "Why, kid?"
"Because they both begin
With Eeeeeffffffff"
The child would go on forever if something else didn't catch his attention. "Tou-san, look!"
Over in the park, was a teenager with his face and head covered and another before him, laughing. The silver haired teen seemed to be ignoring the others well.
Before Jiraiya could stop him, his surrogate grandchild pulled away and ran towards the midst of trouble. "Dammit, Naruto."
The blond kid jumped in front of the sitting boy. "Leave him alone or I'll...I'll…"
A teen laughed. "You'll what, kid? If you saw that freak's face, you wouldn't take up for him."
"I'll kick your butt. Who cares how he looks. You stink."
"You think you're tough, brat? I'll show you tough." The teen pulled his fist back, aimed for Naruto. Naruto closed his eyes and waited for the impact.
When nothing came, the boy opened up to see Jiraiya there holding the other teens fist. With a heating glare, his godfather spoke in a whisper.
"Go home and if this kid tells me that you've been messing with him again, I'll make your life hell. It'll be payback for trying to hit my godson."
The bully nodded and walked away swiftly, occasionally looking back with fear in his eyes. Jiraiya turned around to see Naruto already speaking to the boy.
"Hello.I see that the boy was being a meanie." He sat next to the teen who covered his face some more. "Do you want to talk about it?"
Unbeknownst to the child, the teen was anti-social. Jiraiya smiled. "Kid, you can take off your hood and mask. Naruto's a kid who doesn't discriminate."
Hesitantly, the boy removed his hood and mask. Naruto stared in awe. And if he weren't giving a deadpanned look, Jiraiya would have snorted.
The silver haired kid before him was obviously facing the horrors of acne. They were such drama queens. Silently hoping that Naruto would never turn out like that, he watched for his surrogate son's reaction.
It went like this for a moment. Naruto staring in awe and the teen waiting awkwardly. Finally, the blond spoke. "That's so cool! You have stars on your face. I want some. Look!"
The boy touched his trademark whisker lines. "These are comets, but you can't really tell. We're just alike. And if you're like me, that means you're cool. What's your name? I'm Naruto."
The shocked teen smiled at the jitteriness of the blond. "Kakashi."
"That's my dad. Do you have a dad?"
Kakashi smiled. "No. I live in the orphanage."
Naruto gasped and turned to his 'father.' "Can we take him home with us?"
If he weren't so stressed, he would have laughed over the memory. The next week, Jiraiya had filled out all the paperwork and adopted Kakashi just for Naruto. The silver haired man had become his older brother of some sort.
He was also a detective, one of the reasons Naruto chose to become one at 18.
Kiba nudged him. "So what do you think about Sasuke, huh?"
"What should I think about him?" he questioned his best friend suspiciously.
"You know, he's kind of scary."
"You know, I don't scare easily." Naruto mocked in the same tone.
"But, what if he's the serial killer. If you take him in, that'll be the end of the case."
Naruto rolled his eyes. Just because Sasuke supposedly saw dead people doesn't mean he created them. If anything, Sasuke probably saw those victims of this case.
Naruto blinked. If anything Sasuke saw those victims of this case. Naruto blinked again. There are no leads to this case.
The man jumped up. "Kiba, you genius, don't move. I'll be back." Naruto stood. He felt so weird right now. He was a detective for fuck's sake. But, for the sake of the people in this town, he would resort to this.
Hearing Kiba mumble an okay, Naruto walked down slowly and sat next to Uchiha Sasuke. "Hey" he whispered.
The kid jumped and Naruto smiled. "What's the matter? You look like you've seen a ghost?"
Sasuke eyed the bartender, but still didn't look at whoever sat near him. The bartender was turned, but Sasuke could see him casting his eyes toward them.
The unknown man next to him was real, Sasuke for some odd reason, could feel his heartbeat. "What if I did?" Sasuke whispered back, still not looking at the man.
"So it's true. Don't worry. I see them too." That made the Uchiha's head jolt in Naruto's direction. He would have gasped if he didn't feel offended. The man was beautiful, hypnotizing; sunny blond hair; strong jawline; tan skin; Azure eyes; and a cheeky grin.
"Are you mocking me or do you really see ghosts?" Sasuke was truly offended. In all his eighteen years, he had never encountered anyone like this. Deep down, it excited him.
"Not really to both. Some people are just dead on the inside. But, from what I've heard, you're not some people. I like different people." And Naruto could have could bet on his life that he saw a slight twitch in Sasuke's mouth.
"What have you heard? What'd they say?" Sasuke asked in a whisper.
Naruto pretended to think, brushing his chin for effect. He'd heard everything, but he remembered how a store owner identified him. "One said that you were broken. A bunch of cracks, but an empty void on the inside."
The raven would have certainly clenched his fist in seething anger and hurt if he didn't pay close attention to the disgust in the man's voice and the grimace on his face. Who the hell was this guy?
"It's funny; how dumb it sounded I mean. We're all broken and I think that's a good thing. Being broken is the only way light gets in."
Sasuke blushed and, in hopes of ignoring this odd person, gave the bar's TV all his attention, the screen displaying a horror movie trailer. This only made him scoff at the several teens initially failing to escape a psycho. Shaking his head and removing his hood, Sasuke asked for another whiskey. Shit like that was never scary.
The man next to him spoke again. "I don't understand why director's believe that scary movies take place in old homes, hotels, and warehouses." Sasuke hummed. "I think the best horror film would take place in a grocery store.
The manager'll say 'cleanup on aisle fourteen.' And the employee will say in fear very slowly 'but, sir...there is no aisle fourteen.' Cue the horrifying, yet dramatic music." This time, Sasuke did smile and it was by far the prettiest thing Naruto ever saw, along with the pale face.
"You have a sick sense of humor." Sasuke told the blond, attempting to conceal his emotions. Naruto only wanted to see him smile again.
"What can I say? You inspire my inner serial killer." Another smile and the detective felt like a lucky man. However, when the news returned, he decided to get serious.
Taking a glance at the empty and nearly full glasses of whiskey, he watched the pretty face again. "I could take you in for underage drinking, kid. I could tell your brother about this."
Obsidian eyes widened. "But, you seem like you got a lot on your mind and I need your help."
"You've peaked my curiosity" came the quiet reply.
A tan hand pointed to the TV. "You know about those bodies popping up, right?"
"Sure"
"Well, I'm the detective in charge of that case. We call it the 'snake mark' case."
Sasuke frowned. "There are no leads to that case, just the dead…" He froze. "You want me to help in the case by speaking to the dead." He didn't have to ask. He already knew.
"I know it sounds crazy, but I'm out on a limb trying to stop people's fears. You're probably the best lead I have to this case."
The Uchiha eyed the still nameless man suspiciously. For some reason, he could feel that the other wasn't lying.
"We'll be like Ed and Lorraine Warren, you know those people who stop ghosts. But, you and I, we'd be stopping rapists, murderers, and criminals. We'll cease unsolvable murder cases."
Sasuke Uchiha, the oddest of them all, was not good at this. He was used to his big brother being the only one that believed him.
"How do you know we can trust each other?"
"I'm not sure, Sasuke, but while we're talking about it, something is telling me that you want it to stop too. I can feel it." Sasuke almost gasped. "I'm Naruto Uzumaki, by the way."
For a moment, both men sat quietly, the raven staring at the table and the blond staring at him. The silence was comfortable and it scared the hell out of Sasuke.
Thankfully, a loud crash interrupted the silence. Naruto watched as Kiba tried helping Genma pick up his broken glass. Sigh. "I should take him home." To Sasuke "I hope to see you again and I hope you'll think about this. It was nice speaking to you. To be honest, I haven't had a conversation that good in decades."
Naruto gave Sasuke, who thought it was dazzling, his normal smile and went to retrieve his best friend. The odd raven watched as Naruto Uzumaki pulled another man from the bar.
"Get home, Sasuke. It's getting late. Oh and tell Itachi I said hi." And then he was gone.
Sasuke nodded when he was gone, head still spinning from some sort of poison Naruto must have slipped in his whiskey; his hands were clammy and sweaty, his heart was beating rapidly, his neck and cheeks were inflamed, and his mouth kept twitching upward.
Without glancing back, the Uchiha sat money on the counter. Leaving the bar with his hood on, Sasuke mumbled something. "What poison makes your heart speed up?"
The 18 year old was unaware of the black car and blue orbs watching, making sure he got home safe and sound.
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"Aniki?" Sasuke called when he closed the door.
In walked Itachi from the kitchen. "Sasuke, where were you? Are you safe?"
Flustered over his flustered brother, Sasuke pried the arms away. "I'm fine. I was just talking to someone."
Much wiser obsidian eyes narrowed. "Did they call you something? I'll kill the-"
"No. It was different this time. So different that it made me feel weird."
Itachi sat down and pat the seat next to him. "Let's talk about it."
And so they did. Sasuke told his big brother about the dead man who was shot in the head with a shotgun to the offer given by Naruto, leaving out parts where his heart beat fast, but emphasizing the points where he could read Naruto well and vice-versa. "And then the guy tells me he had a decent conversation for once and he told me to tell you hi."
"What was his name?" Itachi questioned, genuinely confused.
"Uzumaki Naruto." He loved the way the detective's name sounded.
The older man blinked until a smile almost ripped his face. "I should have known."
"You know him?"
"Of course. We were in the same graduating class. I met him when some kids were saying things about you. He assisted me in that fight because he said it was unfair."
"Really?"
"Yes. He's aa real sweetheart once you get to know him. Naruto is also Konoha's top detective along with his brother, Kakashi."
If Sasuke knew any better, he'd swear he saw a slight red tint in Itachi's cheeks at the name 'Kakashi.' But, he was still high off the poison from Naruto. Therefore, he spoke nothing of it.
"Otouto, do consider the offer? It will be good for you and the town. And from what you told me, you two may share a bond."
Sasuke nodded as he moved to the stairs. He never felt this way before, and he wanted to feel it again. "I will, big brother. Good night, love you."
"Love you too."
The youngest of the brothers went to bed with a smile on his face. Nothing could ruin this. Not even the dead women in the pink gown as she stormed into the room and hung herself with a cord in Sasuke's corner….again.
Alright, what do you guys think? Am I in over my head? Horror and romance is an odd combo, but I'm making it work. Lolgurl, your story will come right after this. bubbly moon requested first and I am attempting to write three stories at once.
How many of you thought the dead guy who sat next to Sasuke was Naruto at first?
Do you guys want Sasuke to help?
What was the cause of Fugaku's and Mikoto's death?
Will the KakaIta pairing suit this story?
Bubblymoon, do you like the horror? I'm sorry, I think I'm only good with writing about ghosts, not crazy serial killers?
Who do you think the serial killer of the "Snake mark" case is?
I can't continue unless I get some motivation, my friends. Let me know. Bubblymoon, please pm me if you have any dislikes of the chapter.
More fluff coming up. Why the hell can Naruto feel the emotions of Sasuke and vice-versa?