A Screwed Up Fairytale

In collaboration with Tsunaide

Hey it's Rice-Ball247! Again. ) Only this time, I'm not alone! I wrote one-shots by myself, but the story which I have confidence in, is this collab with one of my best friends, Tsunaide! Since she's been so kind as to let me post this under my penname, and since...I kinda feel really, REALLY guilty, could you guys please spare her some reviews, visit her (Tsunaide) and read and review her fics, Ostinato and Single Issues? Really kawaii, the latter! P

Please note, this prologue is short, as will be the first opening chapters to this fic, so more reviews, means a faster update and therefore, more of the story. Sorry it had to be short, but...Yeah. Please enjoy, I'll stop now!

Summary: Sasuke is a vampire, who, after 100 years, has been awoken to the sound of his favourite song, Für Elise – the player is Naruto. Apparently, in the final fight against his treacherous brethren, Itachi, he was cast under an ancient spell of the Uchiha clan's 'Mangekyo Sharingan' eye. So what do you do if you are a 117 year old vampire? Have fun, of course! And then get revenge!

Naruto sneezed as he swept his hand over the ancient pianoforte, tutting softly to himself in disdain as to how come such a beautiful instrument had not been taken proper care of. The wood had chipped off in some places but the legs were still very stable and the surface very glossy and polished, albeit a bit of dust. He brushed his limber hands on his pant legs to be rid of the layer of gray dust that coated it and hesitantly sat down at the leather stool that partnered the grand piano.

His eyes lingered on the yellowed keys before a slender finger reached out and played a single E note, for fear of the strings accidentally snapping from its old age. He breathed out a sigh of relief when it worked perfectly fine. He also jumped from the sound that echoed around the grand hall.

Currently, the sixteen year old was situated in an old, abandoned mansion, the typical setting for a haunting. It had once belonged to the Uchiha clan, an ancient family of massive power with a deadly blood trait. It still did. The family itself was a key to the wealth and prosperity of Konohagakure. They were of high status and extremely aristocratic. In the most extreme cases, they were very snobbish and not very kind, especially to those that were not of an equal or higher (if that was possible) ranking. Children grew into adults by the time they were ten and very rarely was there any warmth between family members.

However, due to tragic circumstances, nearly a century back, something horrible occurred within the compound's thick walls. The blonde had heard stories and legends about what had happened in this very room long ago.

Naruto chuckled to himself as he relaxed slightly in his seat. Long ago, there were two brothers – sons of the clan's head. They were very loving and warm and had a strong, mutual fondness of each other – it was quite surprising, though when terror struck. When the eldest brother, Itachi, was but a teen, he had allegedly murdered his entire clan, save for one sole survivor – his younger brother. Sasuke was at a tender age of seven when his beloved older brother mercilessly massacred his loved ones. He could not even begin to apprehend what the hell had been going on through his kin's warped and twisted mind at the time.

In all the stories, the sardonic ending to the murder scene was this:

'If you want to kill me, take your revenge on me, and then become stronger. Kill the weak and run from the strong until you yourself have mastered your ultimate strength. Only then will you be able to avenge the family…'

Naruto still felt his blood running cold from what Itachi had said to his brother. It was frightening to think that if they had lived at the same time, that someone younger than him was capable of such a horrendous crime. He could also feel his blood boil. How DARE he do that to such an innocent child? To wipe out the one thing that could nurture a beautiful person? Apparently, Itachi had not had enough nurturing, for inside, he was still disgusting and bitter.

There was still one more part to the legend after this. Ten years later, Sasuke had grown to become a powerful head to his 'non-existent' clan. He had gained powers beyond imaginable and had even, although it was a mystery as to how, attained the powers of a vampire. There were many good points as to how he had become one but the one that Naruto chose to believe was that of the conversion from the legendary vampire, Orochimaru.

When Sasuke had hunted down his brother, there was a terrible clash of powers between the two and despite all that the younger brother had done to become stronger, he had still failed in the end.

Uchiha Sasuke was, therefore, sealed under the curse of Uchiha Itachi that would leave him sleeping until he would one day be awakened…

The blonde at the piano snorted with amusement. He would certainly be damned if he believed such an awesome tale though – for one, vampires did not exist.

If I don't see such a power, I don't believe in such a power, was what he told himself with much passion.

His eyes lingered further on the 'white' keys and then trailed to the black before he closed his eyes and began to play, his right foot searching for the foot pedal. Finally, not even ten seconds later, a beautiful melody spilt from the instrument and filled the cold, empty room.

His body swayed in co-ordination with the music and his slender fingers flew and ghosted gracefully over the notes. Für Elise – a Beethoven masterpiece. The beginning of the composition sounded almost melancholy yet it had traversed to a much lighter and major sound a third of the way through. His fingers moved from legato to staccato and then back again for the finale.

Little did the blue-eyed pianist know that somewhere in front of him, obsidian eyes opened for the first time in a century and were captivated by the young man at his pianoforte.

Tsunaide: And that's all she wrote folks!

Rice-Ball247: Um... ; hey now...

Tsunaide: Please review, on behalf of RiceBall here!

Rice-Ball247: -whispers to reviewers- please, PLEASE visit her...the guilt's eating at my insides...and I might not be able to write because of it!

Tsunaide: -doesn't hear- STAY TUNED FOR MORE! Sasuke finally wakes up and...oh dear, what's he doing to poor Naru-chan? O.O le gasp!