Summary: It was just another ordinary day for Sasuke, when he fell down some stairs and consequently summoned a demon. Now he can't seem to get rid of the damned thing but maybe he doesn't want to?
Warnings: boy x boy, language, violence?, various pairings
Rating: M

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, I'm just borrowing the characters.

I was inspired by Makai Ouji: Devils and Realists. This story is a not a replica of that manga, but has strong elements in it. It will have a different plot.

For different breaks in time periods I used different breaks. So for something that is one day plus it'll be the large horizontal line, for just a few hours, it'll be ~0ooooo0ooooo0~.


Fleeting Moments
Chapter 1

Being the top of his year gave Sasuke a lot of special privileges and responsibilities. He was granted a single room, unlike the other students in his dormitory and he was exempt from the curfew; but he had to make sure students were obeying the rules and report them when they weren't. Some kids hated him because of his status despite it being a highly competitive school, were they wanted his title of prefect.

There was another downside to being one of the prefects to the dormitory, he had to leave his holidays two days earlier in order to return to the dorms so he can do an inspection. The inspection was to make sure students weren't keeping contraband items - like hotplates or microwaves.

So unfortunately it was going to be his last day at the manor. He would have had another two full days to spend with his brother, and staff, but sacrifices had to be made to improve his resume. He sighed and glanced around his father's old study that he had decided to occupy for the night. Exams had just finished but he didn't want to his grades to suffer because he decided to do nothing for his summer break.

He stretched his arms and stared at the textbook spread out in front of him. He took pride in doing his work timely and effectively, but whenever he was home his routine seemed to slip right out of his grasp. He felt like he never spent time with his brother anymore, with him being off at a university in another district and he often would sit in this study room and feel nostalgic about being in the same building as his elder brother, Itachi. Yet, with his brother studying on his own during this vacation, Sasuke didn't want to disturb him but he also didn't want to his brother to disturb him.

He took a deep breath and flipped the page, but quickly pulled his finger away before quietly hissing as the paper thinly cut his finger.

He removed his hand from the book, not wanting to get blood on it before sighing and standing up. It would stop bleeding in a few minutes, so it would serve as a good time to take a break.

Sauntering out of the study he moved down the hallway into a large kitchen. He saw the butler moving around the cuboards with practice ease, pulling out some spice or another. He shook his head and headed for the formal dinning room - seeing his brother sitting on the far end of the table working diligently on his laptop.

Itachi adamantly used the formal dinning room because it was never used anymore. He often mocked how much space they had in the manor when there was only the two of them left. So he found solace in using as much space as he could whenever he was home. He often invited a few of his university friends to come visit over their breaks but not during the holidays.

"Done your work?" Itachi gently asked, never removing his eyes from his screen of his laptop.

Sasuke shook his head, "taking a small break."

"Then can you do me a favour?" Itachi directed his attention to his younger brother, who was now standing a couple of feet away. He was dressed casually, a pair of comfortable jeans and a baggy sweater. "Can you go down to the cellar and grab me a bottle of wine. Any one will do."

Sasuke blinked impishly, "Alright..."

"Thanks, I owe a friend a belated birthday gift." He sighed, "I was thinking of heading back early to purchase a gift, but this way is easier. Gives me more time to finish this presentation."

Sasuke gave a quick nod and slowly turned around, "I'll get it now."

"You don't have to right now, but whenever you have the time."

"Now is fine, I needed a break." He retold and smiled before heading out of the dinning room and past the kitchen (devoid of the butler) and towards the main entrance. He quickly walked down the hall to the stairs that lead to the basement.

He got a quarter of the way down when he accidentally missed a step and tumbled down the stairs. He placed both his hands out in front of him to block the blow of harshly hitting the wood floor. As he landed the skin where the paper cut was reopened atop of creating a larger cut.

"Great," he muttered glancing down at the bleeding finger. It was an angry red colour from the fall and he was thankful that he did not do more damage to himself when he fell. There was nothing he could do about it at the moment, plus it was not like he was going to bleed to death. It was irritating but did not make him immobile, so he placed both hands on the ground and hoisted himself up before taking a step back.

He grumbled tiredly and turned towards the cellar when a spark of light caught his attention. He turned back to where he had fallen to catch a blinding flash of light that had him shielding his eyes.

"What the..."

The light died down and standing right where he had fallen was a teenager. Roughly around his age with spiky blonde hair and large cornflower blue eyes. He was not particularly tall but Sasuke noted he was well define (the muscles in his bicep were quite visible). The boy turned his head and analyzed his surroundings before his eyes landed on Sasuke, where he gave a condescending smirk. He took a step forward, and extended his hand in greeting.

"I am-"

"Trespassing," Sasuke interrupted narrowing his eyes, disregarding the offered hand.

The boy blinked owlishly before shaking his head with amusement and retracting his hand. "Rude child. As I was saying. I am Kyuubi, demon and potential successor to Hell's throne. You have-"

"Sasuke!" Footsteps could be heard on the stairs. "I heard something fall are you al...who is this?"

Kyuubi turned to the new voice as Itachi descended the last two steps. He turned away from Sasuke and smiled pleasantly at his elder brother before outstretching his hand once again.

"I am Kyuu-"

"You are trespassing on Uchiha property." Itachi interrupted with a harsh glare that caused the boy to make an irritated sound at the back of his throat.

"Are all people rude in this time?" Kyuubi muttered to himself folding his arms over a white collar shirt. "Listen you impudent little brats I am-"

"Calling the police," Sasuke interrupted, ignoring the "demon" and reached into his pant pocket, extracting his cellphone. "You think you can trespass and rob the Uchiha family without punishment?"

The boy blinked confusedly, "Why would I want to rob this junk?"

Sasuke almost twitched at the word 'junk' but decided to ignore it and dialled 911. Itachi also seemed a bit thrown by the comment, but he quickly covered it up and began moving closer to his younger brother who was standing on the other side of the "demon".

"You summoned me," Kyuubi began, "only those with the same blood as my master can summon me. You can call the police, but it's your fault I'm here! Take responsibility."

Sasuke frowned, and then the operator on the other end asked him what assistance they could send.

"I have a man trespassing on my property, he's also delusional." Sasuke told into the phone but was startled when Kyuubi moved swiftly behind him and snatched the phone out his hand before turning it off.

"Calling the police would be stupid."

Sasuke tensed at the feeling of Kyuubi's breath fanning across the nape of his neck.

"Personal space moron."

Kyuubi chuckled darkly, "Sorry, but the police would only slow me down. I'm a demon you know," he grinned and Itachi could distinctly see two sharper teeth near the front - almost resembling fangs. "I can just escape within seconds. I'm not here to harm you after all, you are the one who summoned me."

"Demons don't exist." Sasuke rebutted with a frown, "you must have just escaped from a mental hospital. You need help."

Kyuubi growled, "I'm real bastard. How else did I appear in your basement? Explain that."

Itachi and Sasuke both stood quietly and tense each wondering the exact same thing. Itachi ran his fingers to the bridge of his nose as a sign of slight frustration while Sasuke let his thoughts wander to any possible explanation for the light show and appearance of a deeply disturbed boy.

"Probably some secret passage," Itachi concluded with a quick nod of his head. He moved with deliberate steps to be stand next to his younger brother, weary of the stranger. "This manor is old. You probably followed a path here that starts somewhere outside."

Sasuke nodded in agreement, that made complete sense. His brother wasn't a genius for nothing.

Kyuubi grumbled, "do you see a trap door?" he pointed to the ground where he had appeared from. Seasick analyzed the floor and no, it looked just like his hardwood...except there was a black smudge on the ground. He frowned.

"You tracked dirt into our house on top of trespassing?"

Kyuubi frowned, "I did not." He huffed glancing down at the almost invisible black smudge. It was hard to notice because it blended smoothly in with the tone of the hardwood. Sasuke watched as the blond slowly kneeled down, and placed his hands where the smudge was. He traced it a bit and glanced around the area with a contemplative look.

The "demon" looked like he had become absorbed in what he was staring at that Itachi took that as the time to make a move. He was not going to let some delusional trespasser invade their home. So Itachi quickly and with large strides stood behind the demon and grabbed his arms, hosting him back to his feet and restraining his movement.

"Sasuke get the duck tape. We'll restrain him and call the police again. They can take him back to his home."

Kyuubi blinked awkwardly, and gave a light laugh without much struggle. "Don't make me hurt you."

Itachi scoffed, "I have martial arts training, you couldn-"

Before he could finish that sentence, Kyuubi had thrown him over his shoulder. Sasuke almost gaped as he saw his brother land with a loud thud on the ground and a soft groan escaping his lips. But he wasn't an Uchiha for nothing. He quickly recovered and swept his feet out knocking the kid down to the ground as well. A satisfied smirk appeared on his brother's face and Sasuke almost felt bad for the boy. He turned around to go look for that duck tape.

"That's it," the blond boy announced from his place on the ground, "vocat ingenti spiritu Daji".

Sasuke whipped back around and regretted it immediately. The ground began to shake and a much brighter light appeared right beside Kyuubi.

"Vocat ingenti spiritu, Haji".

He frowned, what did he just say? It was a language Sasuke didn't recognize, but it sounded like a latin language - maybe Italian? He wasn't sure but he quickly dismissed his musing when a second bright light appeared just to the left of the boy.

"What the hell are you-"

Itachi stopped mid sentence and he stared at the two foxes that now stood in the centre of the dimming lights.

"Where did that come-"

"This might be one elaborate dream," Sasuke whispered pleadingly as he watched the two foxes circle around the fallen Naruto. Itachi had smartly backed off and was standing stiffly beside Sasuke watching the entire scene unfold.

"Then we're sharing the same dream."

Sasuke glared at his brother, "your dream self would say something like that."

Itachi chuckled but titled his head back to the boy. He was now standing with both foxes at his heels. One fox was pure white minus the snot and the other was an off-white with grey mixed in. Both had dark eyes and were staring piercingly at the Uchiha pair.

"Continere."

Whatever he was saying was lost on both Sasuke and Itachi but the foxes seemed to understand and soon they were in motion. Sasuke stiffened and watched as the off white-fox approached him slowly. It showed intelligence that he didn't think possible in a creature.

Itachi glared, "call them off."

Kyuubi crossed his arms and shook his head, "you won't listen to me and I promise they will not hurt you."

"We don't know that. We have to take a strangers word on that?"

Kyuubi shrugged, "you don't have to but it's the truth." He glanced towards Sasuke just as the fox decided to pounce atop of the youngest Uchiha. Itachi was about to help when he felt a presence lingering nearby. The pure white fox stood proudly before him, and it almost looked smug. Before Itachi could command the fox itself to back off, it had instantly moved and had pinned Itachi down to the ground between it's large paws. It's black eyes were staring quite calmly and somewhat looked assumed at him.

Sasuke struggled under the weight of the fox before the fox got annoyed and snapped at him.

"I thought you said no harm?" Itachi scowled and glared at the fox that dare be hostile towards his brother.

"Haji." Kyuubi scolded moving towards them, "conversari"

The fox whined pathetically before bowing its head, breathing directly into Sasuke's nostrils. He scrunched up his nose and turned his head to the side to see the black boots belonging to Kyuubi standing next to his head.

"Now let me introduce myself without any interruptions, phone calls to the police, or physical violence." Sasuke could practically hear the grin on that moron's face. "My name is Kyuubi, demon and potential successor to Hell's throne."

He stopped there and Sasuke sighed, "you already said that dumbass."

Judging from his feet, Kyuubi's posture changed - maybe stiffened at the name calling but he obviously ignored it.

"Whatever, why did you summon me?"

He frowned, "I did not summon you."

There was silence, "you cannot accidentally summon a demon. It requires your blood."

Sasuke blinked, frowning. Required his blood? Well he wasn't...damn.

"I had a paper cut, when I fell down the stairs it reopened."

Kyuubi blinked, "a paper cut?"

"Hn."

"So what you decided to place your bleeding hand inside of a summoning circle for a demon?"

Now Sasuke was confused, "there is no summoning circle."

Kyuubi audibly sighed, "exsolvo. Gratias ago tibi."

Sasuke was about to comment on how annoying it was not understanding what was being said before the fox that was practically laying atop of him vanished. He felt much lighter and quickly climbed to his feet watching as his brother did the same. Both foxes where gone and only one left standing was Kyuubi.

"There is a summoning circle," he replied, glancing down at the black smudges. "It's obviously very old. I thought you knew about it."

He would have rolled his eyes if he had not been an Uchiha.

"Demons don't exist, how would I even create such a thing?" He rebutted annoyed.

Kyuubi ignored his comment about not existing before staring concernedly down at the circle with a frown on his tanned face. "So you did not call for me..."

"I told you that before."

Kyuubi glared and turned around to observe the basement where they were standing. It was well decorated, which was to be expected and it held a soft yet tense atmosphere.

"I cannot return to hell." Kyuubi wistfully told with a soft sigh. "Not until a full moon or until I am summoned back."

Sasuke frowned, that seemed a tad unrealistic. "Well, wouldn't they summon you back. Supposedly you're a successor to a throne." He childishly mocked, but the demon ignored him.

"No," Kyuubi shook his head, "so until a full moon I need a place to stay." He smirked, "and what a better place to say than at the descendants of my master?"


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