It's been like half a frickin' year since I've last done something on this site, and I have to tell you, that's not a good sign. For all my other works, pretty much the only ones I've still got working is Beauty of White Eyes and Berserker's Light, and those are coming along pretty slowly. I've been having college blues for many a month (HS senior year, you know), and I've been sapped of inspiration and will to write.

So basically, this story has been the only inspiration I've had in a while (Started reading Hellsing manga). Both the new chapter of BoWE and BL are about halfway done but frozen, so I'll be working on that too.

Lastly, please be mindful that this is just a pilot chapter, not the first chapter, so this actually occurs somewhere random in the timeline. If I had to guess, it would be somewhere around the second part (I've vaguely planned out about three parts to this story). If I get enough positive reviews, I'll actually start this thing. Basically, this chapter right now is just a trial to see if people think it's a good idea or not. (I don't really have like a set number of required reviews, because I'm not doing this for the reviews. I just want to know that not everybody hates this and it would be at least somewhat worthwhile to continue.)

WARNING: Naruto with ideas taken from Hellsing (and possible other sources, like Melty Blood or Touhou, if I feel like it). Not exactly a crossover, but close to it, I suppose.

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Pilot Chapter

The man who was once named Uzumaki Naruto walked quietly down the well lit streets of Akihabara, Japan. It was winter, so the evening was not long, and fast encroaching into night. The long-haired blonde looked around and noticed he was passing a park. It was going to be a long night, and with nothing to do, he might as well go in. With that in mind, he walked up the short flight of steps headed towards the large pond he could see in the distance. It would probably be a good place to watch the moon.

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Touya Shikimi was having a bad day. The hostage he took was too rowdy and almost escaped, so he had to kill him, and the ransom was long gone. Because of that, he no longer had any money for food or a hotel.

Touya had been grumbling and cursing his luck for almost half and hour now, and was showing absolutely no signs of stopping, that is, until he saw someone up ahead of him on the sidewalk. It was rare to see anyone out at night these days because of the numerous gang fights that had been breaking out lately, so that was strange enough, but this guy looked freakin' LOADED!

He was long haired and blonde, with a pricey looking black leather jacket, black steel-toed boots, and a hat that looked a bit too big for him. Touya couldn't see his face or what else he was wearing because the guy's back was facing him and his jacket had a long back, but he didn't need any more to see that the guy could be hit for a lot of money.

So, without further ado, Touya followed the blonde into a nearby park, a perfect place for an ambush. I might as well kill him while I'm at it, he thought, I need to let off some steam tonight anyway.

Striking fast so as not to lose the element of surprise, Touya unsheathed a long knife from the inside of his jacket and promptly beheaded the blonde man. Wasting no time, he quickly found the blonde's wallet, and counting out more than five million yen, decided that today was a good day. Touya was just about to carry the body over to the bushes when he heard a deep, and heavily disturbing, cackling.

"Wh-Who's there?!" the murderer asked, alarmed

The voice chuckled darkly, "Very nice. It's been quite a while since someone has been able to take my head. What is your name, boy?"

Touya was only able to muster up a miniscule amount of anger to hide his fear, "J-Just answer me, dammit!" he said.

The voice cackled evilly again, "Ha…I gave you a chance to be nice, boy, but that chance is over!" As the voice talked, Touya turned around to see the decapitated head on the ground as well as the body turning into…bats?

"Gah!" Touya jerked and flailed around as the bats rushed around him, hitting him every once in a while. The bats were gathering together and conjoining into one central body. Eventually, all the bats were gone and Touya looked up to see the face of…the blonde man?!

"N-No…No! You're supposed to be dead!" he cried, "What are you?! Monster!"

The blonde chuckled softly, "No, not a monster, not yet. If you must call me by something, then I may be known as…the no-life king."

Touya was just able to muster a weak, almost nonexistent, laugh as he slowly tried to back away, "Ha ha…the fuck? What kind of name is that? No-life king…you've got to be kidding, right?"

Touya could only watch, frozen by the overwhelming sense of danger and fear that was flooding through him as he smiled, "No, and it just so happens that I'm hungry tonight."

The one hereafter referred to as the No-Life King swept up and grabbed Touya by the shoulders, and, wasting no time, sunk his teeth into the would-be thief's jugular. They stayed that way for a couple minutes, the blonde sucking out every last bit of drop of blood, spilling nothing.

After he was done, the, now apparent, vampire was kind enough to crush his meal's head before he turned into a ghoul. Then, he dropped the body somewhere safe, breathing out an enormous ball of fire to char the body beyond recognition and depositing it in the bushes.

Wasting no time, the No-Life King dissolved into mist and left as quietly as he came.

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Kamiyama Gin resisted the urge to yawn as he walked through the morning traffic on the way to the nearby park. Today was lucky after all, no sense in jinxing it by appearing unenthusiastic.

For three generations (not counting himself), the Kamiyama family has devoted itself to the precise art of hunting vampires. Gin himself wasn't too clear why, but apparently his great grandfather had encountered one early on in his adulthood, and it had insulted his honor. Gin himself couldn't believe that was worth chasing a vampire across three generations, but his family wasn't big on keeping records, either, so it was all he had to go on.

Gin himself wasn't too keen on the whole vampire hunter bit, but that was only until he had found his father crippled by a vampire he was hunting. Henceforth he was trained as much as he could by his quadriplegic father in the intricate ways of hunting vampires. So far he has hunted and killed many of the night children, but has yet to encounter the oldest and most dangerous vampire of them all, and supposedly the one to piss off his great grandfather all those years ago, the one calling himself the 'No-Life King'.

Gin had just woken up in the morning and, while completing his morning rituals, wasn't really looking forward to another normal, boring day of walking around town while looking for clues. Just as he walked out of the rather posh hotel shower what else should show up but an early morning news report on a murder in a nearby park!

This was not ordinary murder, either, the victim was charred beyond recognition, but the police had found to holes in the victims neck and had supposed the victim to have been drained of his blood prior to the rather vicious burning. And that was the entire reason why Gin was up as early as eight in the morning, strolling towards a nearby park. He just hoped that this clue was real, and wouldn't just end up another wild goose chase.

Arriving at said park, Gin immediately located the site of the crime, as it wasn't very far from the entrance at all, and the police (along with copious amounts of paparazzi) were swarming around the place like bees to honey.

Walking directly up to the scene of the crime, Gin was somehow able to pass all the reporters with ease. Ducking under the yellow tape, he was immediately accosted by a full team of policemen, "Excuse me, civilians are not allowed past the yellow tape."

"Not a civilian." Gin replied, casually pushing past the policemen, who were looking both confused and angry at the same time. One of them decided to try again, "Sir, you really aren't allowed past this poi-"

"Shut up and leave me alone." The annoyed vampire hunter said curtly, "I'm working here." The fact that the policemen really didn't want to get involved with this dangerous looking man combined with the fact that it was plausible that he could just be an inspector caused the gathered group of boys in blue to flee the scene posthaste.

"Finally…" Gin whispered. Wasting no time, he immediately came upon the dead body…and was set upon by yet another group of policemen, this time accompanied by a homicide detective, "Civilians aren't supposed to be back here. What are the guys doing out front?" now facing Gin directly, the director bluntly said, "Get out. You're not supposed to be here."

"Oh, what got sand up your vagina?" Gin replied sourly, "I'm a professional, come to do diagnostics as to what killed the guy."

"What's there to diagnose? The guy was pierced twice in the neck before he got his head cut off and his body burned, probably in that order. If he didn't bleed out from his neck wounds, then the head thing definitely finished it. The murderer probably still has his head, the sick bastard." The detective said.

"That's not what I meant." Brushing past the detective, Gin paused to kneel down next to the body. He looked first at the limbs, to check for movement after rigor mortis. Then he looked at the burns and noted how severe they were and how long ago they occurred. Then, Gin moved on to the severed neck, noting the two holes, one which was almost ripped off along with the head, he noted that the stump had jagged edges and was slightly caved in around the end before standing up again.

"Just as I suspected." He mumbled to himself This is definitely the No Life King's m.o. (1). The victim was burned immediately after before he had a chance to reanimate, and the fire was incredibly strong as well. The crushed head worries me though, he usually leaves the head intact so the victim is identifiable to loved ones. Is something strange happening? Turning around to face the detective in charge of the scene, Gin said in his firmest voice, "Do you know the identity of the victim?"

The detective shook his head, "No, not yet" he said, "The way the victim was killed leaves behind no identifiable marks, though we can tell the victim is male. Why-"

He can't have gone far "Where is the nearest place that has no access to sunlight?" The hunter said, cutting off the detective.

"The Ryojoku hotel, down by Kokuryuu." The detective replied, "But-"

Gin was already walking off. "W-wait!" shouted the detective, "Who, no, what are you?"

"A simple man who hunts vampires."

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Naruto had barely made it to a safe place in time, as it had already been almost dawn when he was finished with the guy that had attacked him (he drained him of every drop he could, so it took quite a while). Now, sunlight didn't outright kill him, but it did give him severe burns and was extremely uncomfortable to be in, so he was thankful to have arrived in time to avoid the sun. However, he was staying in the largest suite the hotel had, so when he got to his room, he quickly made sure all the blinds were closed and light-proof and promptly went to bed without even taking off his shoes.

However, it had felt like he had only slept for 10 minutes when he felt a presence in the hallway that struck him as familiar, but was different at the same time. Acting quickly, the blonde stealthily unlocked the door and hid in one of the ceiling corners of the room, concealing himself with genjutsu, and waited.

He wasn't disappointed. Not three minutes later, the presence approached the door and took no time in testing it, easing it open as soon as he (for Naruto saw it was a he) found it unlocked.

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Kamiyama Gin felt something wrong as soon as he stepped into the room the vampire was supposed to have taken residence in. As always, his instinct proved correct, as not six paces in, his head was almost taken off as the No Life King dropped down behind him with a slight swoosh of air. Gin let out a sigh of relief. If it hadn't been for his honed reflexes, he would have been six feet under by now.

"Who are you and what do you want?" the blonde addressed him.

"My name is Kamiyama Gin. I believe you know my father."

Naruto took a second to think, "Oh yes, now that you mentioned it… Your father was a vampire hunter; I crippled him years back, didn't I?"

Gin snarled, angry that the bastard could mention it so lightly, "Yes, and for that you DIE!" Gin leapt forward, drawing a silver blade and intending to end it in one blow. Unfortunately, that was not to be as Naruto lazily leaned backwards under the horizontal swipe, before performing a back flip kick and knocking his enemy away.

Naruto, meanwhile, was confused and more than just a little annoyed. First of all, he didn't get why this guy had such a vendetta against him. He left the guy's father alive, didn't he? And then there was the fact that this Gin jerk was nowhere near his level of power, and to Naruto, that just made him look arrogant.

The blonde vampire watched as his enemy recovered from the kick he gave him and rushed again. Avoiding a few of the hunter's punches, he returned a few of his own, once again sending the hunter flying. Then, deciding that he didn't want this fight to last any longer, started sealing for a technique.

"Katon: Karyuu Dan!" Naruto called, spewing large bullets of nearly white fire at incredible speeds. As the bullets neared Gin, his eyes widened in surprise as he attempted to block and duck at the same time. It worked, mostly, as roughly eighty percent of the projectiles either sailed over him or impacted against his sword.

Unfortunately, however, his sword superheated and deformed after the first few hits, leaving him to try and dodge the last couple of projectiles in the blonde's flaming barrage. Gin managed to leap out of the way of one, but was still hit in the thigh by the other. Now having to deal with the fact that his left thigh was charred almost to the bone, the hunter stood up shakily and snarled as he pulled out a silver spear.

On the other hand, Naruto was more than a little surprised when he saw that his attack was mostly evaded or blocked, and smirked as he saw the boy (to him, anywho) stood up again to face him, thinking that this Gin fellow was stronger than he thought, and that he might have some fun for the first time in a long while.

This time, Naruto was the one who charged. The blonde took a kunai from his jacket and threw it, before drawing two more and preparing to deal with the inevitable counter-blow with the boy's spear.

Naruto wasn't disappointed, because as soon as Gin had deflected the first kunai, he immediately went to stab the charging blonde flat in the chest. Of course, the vampire had no intention of letting it hit as he parried the spear downwards into the ground before leaping over the weapon, flipping and making a pass at Gin at the same time.

Gin managed to tilt his head away from the kunai strike as Naruto landed behind him, immediately snapping around to throw both kunai at the hunter's back. Gin was hit in the right shoulder by the first one, but was able to bring his spear to bear in time to block the second.

Gin threw his spear like a javelin at the blonde and drew a pair of bladed silver knuckles, dripping with holy water. Watching as the blonde evaded his weapon with ease, he wasted no time in attacking.

Naruto saw this and immediately summoned a group of clones twenty strong, making Gin pause in shock for a moment. It was only a moment, but that was enough. Every single one of the clones cast a Karyuu Dan before disappearing, filling the room with fire bullets and superheating the air to dizzying degrees. After the attack, the real Naruto approached the severely burned form of Kamiyama Gin, staring neutrally at him, "You're very resilient, aren't you? Hard to think that after all that, you're still not dead, you know?"

Gin let out a weak cough, "Heh, it'll take much more than this to finish me off. You'd better kill me now, cuz I'm gonna come back and kill you for my dad and all the people's lives that you took so lightly!"

Naruto's eyes darkened, "Blood is gold of the soul, silver of the will, coins of life. To drink someone's blood is to take all his life for yourself. Believe me, for every day I live with the voices of the people in my head and their memories in my soul, that I have never taken a human life lightly." Of course, it was no good, for by the end of his statement, Gin was already out cold from his injuries.

Naruto only smirked, "Hn. I'll leave you alive this time. You might be worth something in the future, after all." The blonde then turned around and grabbed his hat and umbrella before leaving through the window, jumping from rooftop to rooftop while shielding himself as best he could from the sun.

Tch, I hate moving around in daylight. Look at me; I'm already turning red from exposure! Naruto turned around to look at the hotel he was staying at and sighed Still though, I should get moving before the organization gets wind of this. I can't let them find me again, after all. The blond started moving towards the border of the city again.

Oh well. Another day, another city, eh?

(1): modus operandi, or mode of operation. Basically what a person usually tends to do in a given situation

Well, everyone, I hope you liked this pilot chapter! Now if you could just do me a favor and drop a review before you bugger out...