Summary: Naruto Uzumaki needs a new home and Mr. Uchiha gladly offered him to stay in his house. Little does Naruto know that Sasuke is a vampire and is planning on biting him! And what's this about Naruto falling in love with Sasuke? Will Sasuke's lust for Naruto's blood ruin any chance of a relationship?! And will Naruto find out the secret of Sasuke?
Warnings: Some oocness, Yaoi and lemon later chapters, slight blood mentionings and I guess maybe language? Mild language though I believe
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Disclaimer: I DON'T own Naruto(sadly) because if I did... uhhh lets just say it wouldn't be a boys manga anymore =P!
I never had thought about my life. I never thought of what my future would be or what I would turn out to be. Maybe that's what put me in the conditions I live in now? Or maybe this is just fate itself?


My name is Naruto Uzumaki. I am twenty years old. I didn't go to college because I was the kind who didn't care.

My advice to you would be to care about your life more than mine. I am able to make a small living off of photography. Sometimes my photos are put in magazines, and other times they are just looked at quickly and thrown away.

Because I barely get any notice for my photography I rent a small and cheap apartment. My apartment is on the bad side of the town.

Where there are gangs, fights, screams, and you walk the streets in fear. But it's all I could afford so I had to shake it off.

Right now I being daring a walking the streets at night. The crimes were worse at night but I didn't care I really needed some beautiful shots of nature. To me nighttime is more interesting especially when the moonlight glistens.

Tonight the moon was almost full which is perfect for water pictures. At the right angling the moon reflects off the water perfectly giving nighttime a pleasant feeling instead of a scary one.

Tonight I was lucky to get a photograph of such beauty. I saw an incomplete bridge and decided to take some pictures of that in the night.

I took some snapshots of the broken bridge by the water. It may not sound appealing but to me it looks nice.

I finished up taking a few more water pictures and walked back to my apartment. These pictures are going to be brilliant maybe finally one will be released in a magazine.


As I was walking down the street toward my apartment someone appeared behind me and grabbed me. The person had rough hands and one covered my mouth while the other tightly held my hands in place.

I tried to squirm but I stopped realizing it was no use. "Listen, calm down I'ma make a deal with ya," a rough voice stated. "Somethin' valuable for ya life. Fair, eh?"

His voice gave me shivers. I realized the only thing of value on me was my camera. But at a time like this I had to pick my life over the camera. His grip got tighter. "Whatcha gonna do?" I sighed mentally, my camera was the only thing I didn't want taken.

I wish I had a cellphone to give instead. I finally nodded in response.

"I'ma remove me hands and if you scream I gotta knife and I'ma easily kill you got it? Now when me hand is gone, tell me whatcha got," he demanded.

He took his hand away from my mouth but now there was a pocketknife targeted at my throat. "I-I... got... c-camera in my p-pocket," I stuttered only because I was about to lose such great images.

The man reached into my pocket and took it out. "Interstin' it'll do." He examined the camera and then said, "If ya say anythang to the police ya dead." I shivered again. I nodded and stated, "Not a word." He let me go and quickly disappeared.

I sighed there goes my chance of fame and money. That camera was everything to me.

I now dashed home in fear someone else would pop out. I had nothing left so it would have to be my life instead of a value. I reached home with no problems now. The whole camera thing really got my down. Those cameras were expensive! I can't replace it in a snap.

I decided I should just rest on this. I can't stress myself out at 1:00 A.M. I walked into my dull room. My landlord didn't allow coloring or styling your own apartment.

So everything was white except for a few pictures I had drawn. They weren't anything special just some pictures of me with my family or an old friend I drew years ago. I dressed into my only nightclothes and lied down on my bed. Quickly I drifted off into yet another dreamless sleep.

Morning had seemed to come quicker today. Maybe that was because I woke up to my phone ringing. I walked into the small hallway and picked up the phone.

"Hello," I said sheepishly. "Just waking up I presume? It's not healthy you know it's already ten in the morning." The person on the other line was a worker for a magazine company who once took in my photographs.

In fact the person who I am speaking to is Sakura. She was the one who convinced the company to use my photography. "Did you call to lecture me or to bring down my day?" I asked in a joking manner.

"Psh.. boys. Anyway I wanted to tell you that we need your talent for next months cover. That's right! I snagged you cover page this time! We are looking for something cute, beautiful, and natural," Sakura stated.

My eyes widened cover page? "Sakura, are you being serious? Cover page? My talent?! Did you drug your boss or something?" I asked confused. I heard her sweet giggle.

"Of course not! I was able to convince them of your improving talent. I spoke highly of you and they want to see what you can dish out!" she said excited.

"So please, don't do something bad? For my sake and yours. If you do something bad I will get fired and I will come and beat your butt to the ground," she said seriously but added a giggle.

I knew she wasn't joking. She can throw a punch like any boy could, no even stronger than any boy could. "Right I know. Thank you, Sakura! I am going to think of ideas now. You're awesome!" I said with a huge grin on my face and hung up.

But that grin slowly faded when I realized I had no camera. So I called my friend back.

"What is it?" she asked annoyed.
"Sakura, I have a problem," I stated.

"Already? I just gave you the assignment."

"No it's not really that... well it is actually but let me explain. I have lost my camera and I don't have enough for another."

"Oh I can mail you one, darling. Also, now that we're back on the subject I just remembered I have bought you a plane ticket and you are flying out east to take pictures of places there. It would be better to get photographs of places we don't live near, right?"

My jaw dropped. "Where will I live?"

"Silly, I also have a hotel payed for you. Think of it as an early birthday and Christmas present, alright?"

"Yes, of course. Thank you! When is the flight?"

"Hmm.. it says in two days. I will also be able to mail you the camera in one day tops. Well dear sorry to cut it short I gotta get back to work, bye bye."

She hung up. Damn rich people. One day mailing? A hotel? And a plane ticket?! Where did she get so much money? I shook my head to clear those thoughts away I have to focus on packing. I wonder if the people out east are different from us?

Maybe they wear different clothes and maybe their streets are more clean? Well I hope the latter was true.


Well how was it? I'm trying my best to make it sound at least half good XD!