Beneath the Silver Moon
A/N: I wrote a story about Hidan but I thought it would be better to make another one. This will have vampires, no ninja stuff at all, but rest assured that Hidan will be mostly in character (and a very sexy vampire). With that said, if you want to read the other story, it'll be in my profile eventually. Also please no flaming; this is my first vampire story. However, helpful advice about vampires is accepted. So I'm just going to use what I know for now and hope that works.
Here's a little info on the characters I've created.
Name: Akina Kobayashi
Age: 19
Height: 5' 7"
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Light blue
Name: Daisuke Kobayashi
Age: 21
Height: 6' 0"
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Light Blue
Relationship and past: Obviously these two are brother and sister. Their parents died in a car crash when Akina was 10 and Daisuke was 12. Ever since they had to live with their cousin Deidara who often sleeps during the day, and goes out at night. They aren't quite sure why he's like this, but Akina is suspecting he might be a vampire.
Chapter One: Suspicions.
It was just another day at school for Akina. She woke up to the sound of her alarm clock blaring, and her roommate Sheila covering her ears, trying to block out the sound. Akina slammed her fist on the alarm clock and the high-pitched sound stopped. She slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes and yawned.
She opened her brilliant blue eyes and sat there for a minute without so much as a single thought in her mind before getting up. Akina soon got dressed in her usual style of clothes: A pair of jeans and a sweater. Sheila finally got up ten minutes later.
"Why the hell are you so happy?" she asked in her Australian accent.
"Because tonight is my first runway show," she said smiling.
"Oh, well congrats to that. Should we have a beer or something?"
"You know I can't drink on the job. Kurenai would shoot me." Kurenai Yuuhi was her boss and ran a huge modeling agency in Tokyo. She was very headstrong, but she had more than 30 years of experience as a model herself, and Akina knew better than to disrespect her by drinking booze.
"Whatever. Do you have the notes for Organic Chemistry?"
"Yeah, they're right here. I made some copies."
"Thanks," said Sheila getting out of bed and taking the piece of paper from Akina's well manicured hand.
She quickly got dressed into jeans and a t-shirt, not caring if Akina saw or not. Akina was too busy organizing her stuff to care. They had been roommates since freshman year, and they had gotten used to each other's habits and what not. But deep down Sheila was a bit jealous of Akina. She was tall, pretty and perfect.
Sheila on the other hand was short, pale with freckles, and had flat red hair. No highlights whatsoever. Akina had thin hair too, but she also had a weave. Figures. Lots of models usually had weaves. Akina's hair is actually above her shoulders and slightly wavy. Her weave went almost down to the middle of her back, and it was always perfectly straight.
"I'm going to class, I'll see you later." Akina left and Sheila was left to continue getting ready for class. Class was the same as always. Boring.
'Why did I even bother to take Organic Chemistry anyways? I'm not going to use it.' Akina thought as her professor droned on.
After class was done, she went to go have lunch. Her lunch usually consisted of something light. She never liked to stuff her face like most people. But she had a good reason. Akina was once bulimic.
In junior high school she had gained only a few pounds and was so distressed that she threw up the food that she had eaten that day. And that's how it began. Every night she would go downstairs and binge on everything until she was sick, and then get rid of everything in the downstairs bathroom while everyone was still fast asleep.
It wasn't until she was around 17, about four years after she started that her brother caught her in the act. Her uncle and aunt decided to put her in therapy with a bunch of teenage girls who had eating disorders, and within a year she had gone back to eating normally. Now she gets sick when she sees people eating giant hamburgers or having three helpings of sushi. Plus Kurenai would know if she gained weight.
"There you are, I was wondering where you were."
"Oh, hey Daisuke. I was just getting lunch. So, are you coming to my show tonight?"
"I can't. Takanawa is making all of us work overtime."
"He's an asshole. Tell him you can't."
"But if I don't work tonight then I won't get any vacation time."
"Isn't that illegal or something?"
"I wish it was." The siblings ate in silence for a few minutes and then proceeded to tell each other about their day, and what they've been up to.
"I saw Deidara out last night."
"Yeah, so?" said Daisuke. "He always goes out at night. Big deal."
"Yeah, but he was looking really weird. He was dressed in a long black cape and he was walking around with a bunch of creepy looking guys."
"Akina, for the last time, Deidara is not a vampire. His job hours are just fucked up."
"I found him sleeping in a coffin down in the basement."
"The basement is locked, how did you figure that one out?"
"I peeked through a crack in the window."
"Right..." Daisuke's watch alarm sounded off. "Well, it looks like I'm late for my next class, we'll talk some other time."
'Damn. He always does that when he doesn't want to finish a conversation.'
"Okay then, see you later." Daisuke left and Akina got up to go to her next class.
Deidara opened his eyes and pushed up the door to his coffin.
"What time is it?" He looked down at his watch. "Five o'clock. And its still fucking light out." Ever since he was sixteen, Deidara has hated the sunlight. He rarely went out, and if he did, he had to be covered and wear a hat of some sort, even if it was 90 degrees outside. His cell phone rang.
"What the hell? Who's calling me now, hm?" He answered it. "Hello?"
"Deidara, where the hell are you?"
"Sasori-danna, what the hell do you want?"
"Leader is having a meeting, and you're late. Get your ass down her right now!"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm going."
Deidara quickly got out of his coffin, locked it shut and went upstairs, making sure to securely lock the basement behind him. He had told his cousins that the basement is unsafe, and that it's off limits. Akina always asked why, but he just gave out one excuse after another, but the one that seemed to work was:
"Someone died down there, and the bones are still down there."
Akina never asked him again. But of course, she was only ten years old back then. Now she was 19 and definitely not stupid. Even though she was getting involved in a field that didn't require people to be intelligent, she still thought it was necessary to have some brains. Thank god she did. But she was still suspicious of him, and he didn't like it.
"About time you showed up," said Sasori. "You know I hate waiting."
"Sorry. What's the meeting about, yeah?" said Deidara as he entered an underground room. It was dark, except for a few candles and cobwebs lined the stone ceiling.
"Just shut up and sit down," said Sasori pointing to an empty chair.
"I have called this meeting because it is getting more dangerous for us."
"What do you mean, Leader?" asked a tall man with bluish skin, otherwise known as Kisame.
"I mean that as more people shift to the dark side, it is becoming more unsafe for...our kind. Orochimaru has more vampires on his side and we must take precautions to avoid him. And pretty soon, he's going to summon...her."
"Her who?" asked a man with white hair. His pale lavender eyes gave off a deep glare through the dark circles under his eyes.
"The vampire queen. If she is summoned, we're screwed. She'll take over everything, and then the mortals will discover us."
"I personally can't stand them," said a man wearing a mask over the lower half of his face. "They are all tan and wrinkly, and they spend too much money."
"Now is not the time to discuss money, Kakuzu," said a handsome man with black hair tied into a ponytail. "We have to take measures to make sure that the mortals do not discover us. If they do, we will all surely be dead."
"Wow Itachi-sama, I've never heard you use so many words before," said Kisame.
"Hn."
"Anyways, from now on, we will have meetings at sunrise."
"Sunrise? Are you fucking mad or something, hm?" said Deidara. "It'll kill us all!"
"That is why Konan is working on a special potion to allow us to be outside during the hours of light. If we are out during the day, Orochimaru and his followers will not be out. We will be safer."
"I still think that's frickin ludicrous if you ask me, yeah."
"You will do as I say," said Leader. "Unless you wish to be staked." Getting staked was something every vampire feared. Throughout history vampires have been looked down upon as a threat to society and many of them were staked in their sleep.
"The sun is beginning to set, so you are free to go," said Leader. He sank back into the shadows, not that he wasn't far enough already. Only Konan had seen his face, but she refused to tell anyone else what he looked like.
"Well then, let's go have some fun," said Zetsu. "Yeah, let's go hunt for blood."
For a vampire, he was one of the strangest. His hair was green, and he had split personalities: dark and light. Dark liked to hunt and kill, while light was a bit more civilized. His two halves often argue constantly, which is why he often wanders alone and why the other members hardly talk to him.
"Gambling is better," said Kakuzu. "If you know how to bend the rules."
"You're nothing but a dirty cheating bastard," said Hidan. "Jashin would have your head if he could."
"Shut up about you and you're damned religion. It's all bullshit." Hidan gave Kakuzu a very icy glare.
"Fuck you. I've got better things to do than to listen to your shit." Hidan strutted off and outside into the streets. Itachi grabbed him by the collar. Hidan glared at the dark haired man, and winced when he saw a hint of gleaming red in his eyes. That was a sign that Itachi was pissed off.
"Hold on just a minute. If you wander out by yourself, Orochimaru is sure to get you."
"What? I'm just going to pay my respects to Jashin-sama!"
"He's right," said Sasori. "We're going to have to travel in pairs if we want to be safe."
"I'll go with Itachi," said Kisame. "Because I know that he'll whoop anyone who messes with us."
"Hn."
"I'll go with Sasori-danna," said Deidara. "Because Kakuzu is a cheap bastard and Hidan is an asshole."
"Don't forget pervert," said Kisame with a shark toothed grin.
"Hey! I'm not some damn pervert! I paid to sleep with that broad!"
"You spent money? What the hell is wrong with you?"
"What? I was horny! Can you blame me?" Everyone sighed.
"Kakuzu, just go with Hidan and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid," said Sasori. Everyone walked off, leaving them alone.
"Great, I'm stuck with an old greedy geezer," said Hidan. Kakuzu was the oldest member of their group. He had already lived through a couple of centuries and often complains about how he can't stand the lights of Tokyo these days.
The two men walked down the street in silence. The passed by several bars and soon came upon a huge building.
"Hey look, its one of those fashion shows."
"Fashion shows cost money to attend."
"No shit. Seriously, its not even that much."
"Why do you even want to go? Its full of mortals and last time I checked you're not gay."
"Kakuzu, there are hot girls in there! How could you pass up that kind of opportunity? After all, it's the spring line. Which means they could be in bathing suits."
"Fine. We'll go watch a bunch of anorexic skeletons in tacky outfits." Hidan walked swiftly towards the building, and Kakuzu lagged behind.
"Idiot."
Hope you enjoyed the story so far! Reviews are appreciated and I will post more soon. :)