Author's Notes: Hey everyone, I'm back. I apologise to those who are currently reading Under The Rain and waiting patiently for the next chapter, and again, I'm sorry, I've been a bit held up lately, but I'm getting there, hence this story I've posted here ^_^. This is a new one for me; I usually don't write about morbid scenes or heavily violent things. I got inspiration from Sherrilyn Kenyon's Dark Hunter books. I don't know if anyone else here reads them, but I personally think they're the best books I've ever read :P. Anywho, I'm not sure if romance will be involved in this fanfic, but there will be lots of Kakashi in it I'll give you that much ;).

Summary: Hatake Kakashi becomes a slave to Shinigami after he was killed in a mission gone wrong. He was brought back better than ever to kill those responsible for his death, but at a price. To protect the innocent from the bad guys. After one of his midnight missions, Kakashi never felt the same about himself, and is forced to fight against his own temptations and needs to protect his friends.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own any of the Naruto characters in this story. Sadly, they belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

Kakashi: Another fanfic about me, huh?

Yan: ehehehe, yeah...I hope you don't mind...

Kakashi: of course I don't mind. I'm flattered that you write about me so much :P

Yan: oh coolies (smiles sweetly)...it won't involve Sakura getting in your pants though...

Kakashi: that's...a relief in a way...there are so many people who enjoy writing about KakaSaku fics that I'm wondering if those things have actually happened between her and I; they're so realistic.

Yan: Yeah, I just thought I'd try something totally new here

Kakashi: that I can see.

Yan: now if you don't mind, we have readers who'd like to read

Kakashi: oh, right. Enjoy this chapter ;)

A SHINOBI IN THE NIGHT
Chapter One

The alarm clock rang in his ears as he awoke from another long night. It wasn't every day the famous Hatake Kakashi had to get up so early for a mission, however. This mission was an important one, or that was what Tsunade had told him. Slamming his fist against the clock, he heard something shatter, "crap," he said groggily, "guess I'll have to get another clock later," he sighed tiredly as he sat up in his bed, rubbing his sleep filled eyes and getting out.

Shuffling his way to the bathroom with a fresh pair of boxer shorts, Kakashi found his reflection on the mirror. Kami, how he hated his job sometimes. He rubbed his stubbled chin and bared his teeth in at mirror. He stared aimlessly at his reflection as if it was the only thing that would wake him up.

Shaking his wandering and hazy thoughts from the night before, Kakashi stepped inside the shower as the hot water cascaded down his back and sighed in bliss. He loved the feeling of hot water streaming over his body in the mornings; it made him feel like himself again. After a good fifteen minutes showering, Kakashi meandered into his room with a towel over around his neck and nothing but his boxers on. He stopped as he felt light throbbing sensations in his mouth. Frowning at the newfound feeling, Kakashi prodded his gums and sharp canines and winced. His gums and teeth hurt for some reason he couldn't point out.

What in Kami's name did he do last night?

Ignoring the problem for the time being, Kakashi grabbed his cell phone and looked at the time. It was seven o'clock. He was supposed to meet his team half an hour ago. He shrugged as he set his phone down and dried off his silver hair as he opened his closet to pull out his usual Jounin attire. He was pulling over his undershirt and mask when his phone rang. Grabbing the small flip top phone, Kakashi opened it, "yeah?" he sighed, scratching his masked neck.

"Where the hell are you, Kakashi? You were supposed to be here an hour ago!" the person on the other line demanded.

Kakashi rolled his eyes, "Naruto, relax, I'll be there in ten minutes," and hung up before Naruto could answer back and tossed his phone on the desk. Strange, Kakashi was sure he was only half an hour late…oh well.

Within the next half hour, he dressed, drank some coffee, brushed his teeth and packed his backpack ever so casually. Kakashi was never the type to hurry or rush things. He locked his door after he was all set to go and jumped up on top of a nearby building and leapt from rooftop to rooftop until the village gates were in plain sight, where his team would no doubt be angry with him for being late…again.

Kakashi had another call coming from Naruto on his way there, but he casually ignored it; it was a waste of time talking to that overzealous Jounin.

He finally met up with his team, but saw the irritated expressions of Naruto, Sakura, and Genma. Well, Genma wasn't so much annoyed, whereas Naruto and Sakura were constantly peeved about the ordeal.

"Yo. Sorry I'm late, I was-"

"Don't give me the 'road to life' crap Kakashi, I don't want to hear it." Naruto cut the man off and sneered at him.

Genma sighed, his gaze glued to the rear of the pink haired medic and shook his head before Sakura would notice where his eyes had been this whole time, "shall we head out then?" the dark haired man said, nearing the angry bunch of Jounins and inclined his thumb towards the gate, "we don't want to hold up any more time," he added and started walking, but not before giving Sakura a wink.

Said medic narrowed her green eyes in suspicion as he walked past her and glanced at Kakashi, "hurry up, Kakashi, or we'll really fall behind," she took off without another word.

Naruto ran after his female teammate while Kakashi just strode along behind them. He flipped open his favourite novel, Icha Icha Violence, and gazed ahead to where Genma was being an idiot to Sakura by flirting with her. He instantly received a good right hook to the cheek. Kakashi found this amusing to see his former student beat up one of his friends, it made him feel special that he managed to train such a girl to the woman she is now. But it wasn't just him however, Tsunade had taught her the freakish super human strength.

Genma waited until Kakashi had caught up to him and walked alongside him, "what's got you down, Kakashi?" Genma asked, glancing at the dark green novel in the man's hand.

Kakashi met the Jounin's gaze, his features impassive as he said, "nothing, nothing's wrong," and went back to reading his smut. Genma snorted, "that's bull Kakashi, I know you too well not to know when something is wrong, so spit it out."

Dang, Genma was good. Kakashi sighed in defeat, "I woke up feeling like a truck ran over my head," he deadpanned, shutting his book and tucking it safely in his weapons pouch.

"See, Kakashi, that's what you get for drinking too much," Genma explained, completely missing the point.

"That's not it," Kakashi looked ahead, his thoughts wandering off again, "it wasn't just my head either. My gums and my teeth were aching too." he sounded like an idiot saying something like this to Genma, but his friend did ask.

Genma hummed in thought, "that's odd, mind if I take a looksee?" Kakashi gave him a droll look, "I don't think you could help," he told him as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Don't worry Kakashi, I've seen your face before, and besides, Naruto and Sakura are too busy annoying each other to worry about their ex-sensei's appearance."

Kakashi was surprised. Genma knew him too well, alright. With a defeated sigh, Kakashi tugged down his mask, but not before checking to make sure Naruto and Sakura wouldn't catch a glimpse on accident. He felt like a loser standing there with his mask down, mouth open and one of his close friends checking out his teeth.

"Dang Kakashi, what did you do?" Genma exclaimed, but not loud enough for the younger Jounins up ahead to hear him.

Kakashi frowned, "what? How bad is it?" he wondered.

Genma shook his head, "when was the last time you saw your dentist?" Kakashi closed his mouth to give Genma a pointed glare, "I don't go to dentists, Genma; for obvious reasons," he pointed at his sharp canine fangs as one of his many reasons.

"Well yeah, but did you do anything last night that might've lead to a headache and sore gums?" Genma was being smart for some odd reason today. Maybe he got laid. Even so, it wouldn't surprise Kakashi if he did get some action.

Kakashi thought about last night, "not really. All I did was go down town and assassinate the person I was supposed to kill; the guy was trying to take a bite out of a woman." he pointed out, prodding his fangs with a finger and flinched when he pierced his finger. He pulled back, staring at the small trickle of blood on his index finger. He drew his finger to his mouth, but not before Genma grabbed his wrist to stop him.

"What are you doing Kakashi?" he stared at Kakashi's lone onyx eye, "what if the whole pain deal has to do with this-" he gestured to Kakashi's blood that was running down his finger, "and you need blood?"

Kakashi shrugged his hand away, "don't worry Genma. The last thing I'll be is a blood-sucking monster," he stuck his finger in his mouth to clean away the blood.

Genma still wasn't sure about it, but he decided not to say anything, "better cover up quickly before Naruto ruins the "face" game by seeing what you really look like under that mask."

Kakashi watched as Genma walked ahead of him to keep Sakura and Naruto busy while the silver haired man suckled his own finger. What was this strange feeling? He felt it this morning when he woke up but he didn't take any notice of it. Maybe what Genma said was right, what if he needed blood? He'd been told not to tell a soul about his death, yet he told Genma.

It was true, Kakashi was actually the walking dead. If anyone knew, he'd be the new meaning of zombie. The scary thing was, that no one knew how he had died, let alone how he got back. This was the one thing Kakashi wanted to avoid for the rest of his…well, he couldn't say life, because technically he was already dead, but he wanted to avoid this whole thing for the rest of his existence. Now he was bound to Shinigami forever to serve him however he wished. Thankfully, Shinigami was a merciful being and he had a heart, so Kakashi was given the gift of still living his life, but killing the bad and saving the good. As cliché as it sounded, it was all Kakashi could do not to laugh at it.

The mission had gone by smoothly, and it was the end of the day. The team had set up camp just outside of Suna where they had to retrieve some special information regarding war and all that crap. No lives were lost, just a battle with some run of the mill Shinobi with baby ninja training, in which the team easily took out, bearing a few cuts here and there, but nothing major. Everyone was tired, and Naruto and Sakura had already fallen asleep, while Kakashi and Genma talked about anything that came up.

Kakashi felt his sensations building as the sun set completely. It was almost time for him to go. It was great that Kakashi trusted Genma with his secret side, what with the man's reaction when Kakashi told him about what happened to him. At first Genma didn't believe him, saying that he was just "full of shit", but when Kakashi revealed the huge scar over his heart to Genma and explained the stab wound and how he got it, Genma was finally convinced.

"You'd better get going Kakashi," Genma warned, "I have a feeling your devil friend isn't the type of being who would wait around for you." Genma looked very worried at the moment.

Kakashi smiled reassuringly beneath his mask, "not to worry, I let him know where I was and I'd be a little held up, but yes, I should get going." he got up and swung his backpack over his shoulder. He glanced at his former students, who seemed completely oblivious to the world around them, and he frowned. If only they knew. But then they'd both freak out, and knowing Naruto, he'd probably tell everyone he meets within a day or two.

"You know the plan right?" Kakashi reminded, taking a few steps away from the open fire.

"Yup, don't worry about me, I'm more worried about you," he gave the silver haired Jounin a smirk, "now go, or Devil Man will be angry."

Kakashi chuckled at the nickname Genma thought up for Shinigami as he took off into the darkness. As soon as he was far away and out of sight, Kakashi listened to the night as a light breeze brushed against the trees around him. Pulling a unique handsign together, Kakashi was enshrouded with a cloud of smoke and changed at an instant. This was a jutsu made especially for him to hide what he really looked like.

The smoke cleared to reveal a very "pimped out" Kakashi. He was still the same old aloof Jounin with the laid back attitude and mask obsession, but just a bit more morbid. His hair was still unruly and silver, but with a very short ponytail at the back. He wore dark navy jeans and a plain black shirt. Over that he wore a long black trench coat and had black fingerless gloves that were a bit more stylish than his standard Jounin ones, with black biker boots that made him look like someone from a fantasy book. He carried a katana at his waist, hidden beneath his coat and gripped tight on the red and black coloured handle.

Kakashi rubbed his brow. He had two ring piercings on his right eyebrow and one on the other, two piercings on his right earlobe, one ring piercing on top and an industrial piercing through the top of his left ear. If he were to walk around Konoha like this, people probably wouldn't recognise him. He was paler than he normally was and his eyes were completely different. He still had the Sharingan and scar, but his other eye would glow in the dark and go red when he would get angry. When he first discovered this, he was scared of what he had become.

Shaking his head, Kakashi leapt up the nearest tree and jumped to its highest branch, where he could oversee everything. The village still was a good half day's run from here…for any normal person, that is. In this state, Kakashi could make it there in about two hours. One if he was lucky enough.

Grinning at that, Kakashi sprang from the limb and into the heavy bush below, speeding from one tree to the next. He could see so well in this form, and he loved it. Kakashi ran at an insane speed down the dirt road, yet he could see everything as it came his way. There was a low branch, and Kakashi easily dodged that one and picked up the pace.

"Shinigami is probably gonna be pissed off at me anyway…" he said to himself.

Looking up, he could see a crescent moon forming in the night sky. Oh how he loved this job sometimes. This speed he was going at was like his former sensei's Body Flicker jutsu, but better.

It had been well over an hour and Kakashi was still going smoothly through the forests, but now it was familiar grounds. He knew most of these forests intimately, due to the midnight missions and assassinations given to him, as well as the years of day missions he had done since he was a child.

The village was finally in sight and Kakashi was careful enough not to alert Izumo and Kotetsu about his presence and concealed his chakra signal and jumped clean over the village gate. Now that he was in Konoha, Kakashi could finally make contact with Shinigami. To ensure no one would see him at this hour doing insane jutsu, Kakashi found a remote alleyway and made unusual handsigns. Almost immediately darkness engulfed him and he fell onto a panel in pure darkness in which even Kakashi couldn't see in.

"You're late, Kakashi," a deep voice echoed within the blackness.

"I know Shinigami-senpai, I understand my tardiness is not tolerated with you, but I did leave you a message of my whereabouts."

There was a demonic humming sound behind the silver haired man, "very well. I have a new mission for you. Complete it by daybreak." a black scroll fell from above as Kakashi was spat back into the real world.

He picked up the scroll and read the contents. As Kakashi read through it, he gaped at the information that was given to him, "Shinigami? I don't understand this…" he said telepathically.

"What do you mean? I give you a mission and you will carry it out," Shinigami replied in frustration.

Kakashi hesitated for a moment before answering, "I can't kill this person…I know this who she is…personally…" he stared at the name over and over. How he hated when he got these kinds of missions.

Shinigami growled lowly, "this girl has been stated as a murderer. All I want you to do is be sure of it, and if I'm right, kill her," he didn't say anything from then on.

Kakashi was speechless. How could such an innocent woman be accused for murder? And if Shinigami was right, then what? He couldn't kill her, even if he had to. He heard from Naruto that she cried once because her father had killed a mouse that was scurrying around in the kitchen of the ramen shop. How could she be a serial killer?

"Ayame…" he uttered the name as if said girl was standing right in front of him. She was such a sweet innocent woman, with a pure heart. But apparently it wasn't as pure as he thought. Kakashi brushed that off for now and went straight to Ichiraku Ramen to check out the place.

Once he made it there, he hid behind some crates across the street from the ramen shop and watched the same routine being played out. Ayame was serving Iruka and her father was in the back of the shop getting more goods for the noodles. Everything seemed fine so far. Of all the people Kakashi was given to kill, it just had to be the cute ramen girl. Hmm, maybe Ayame put poisons in the ramen when her father wasn't looking and killed her victims that way. He chuckled at the thought of a psycho ramen girl killing people. Then again, working at a ramen shop for the majority of your life would be pretty boring, so perhaps Ayame is just passing time and thrilling her life a little bit by killing the innocent. But the question still stood; would she really kill people like that?

Kakashi stayed well hidden behind the crates as hours passed. By this time now, they were starting to close up shop. The silver haired man sat up properly as he watched Ayame exit the building with her purse and a jacket on. Now was the time to follow.

He never really thought of himself as a stalker until just now; following enemy Shinobi didn't count. Kakashi stayed a well distance away from his target and stealthily leapt from one rooftop to the next until he was lead to the far outskirts of the village to a nearby forest. It was dark and Kakashi was starting to get a really bad feeling about this.

Once Kakashi followed Ayame far enough until he couldn't see the way he came in, Ayame stopped by a large oak tree. The Copy Nin stayed in the upper branches and kept his eyes on full alert, as well as his senses. He saw Ayame kneel down in front of the tree's roots and move the foliage and dirt away. There she pulled out a weapon that looked a lot like a short katana. She strapped it to her waist and started back the way she came.

This wasn't good at all. Was Ayame really carrying that dagger, or was it just all in his head? Either way, Kakashi didn't stop to find out for sure. He furtively trailed her out of the dark forest and back into the busy streets of Konoha. Kakashi was mildly surprised no one had witnessed her walking off on her own into a dark forest at night, let alone coming back armed and potentially dangerous.

Ayame walked down the smaller, narrower streets until she made it to a peaceful neighbourhood, where she looked about and set her sights on a specific building on her left.

Kakashi dove down from the rooftops and into a small tree to get a closer look. He watched as Ayame looked around to check for people around her and walked into the building of the house. Kakashi could just see her drop her bag and coat before she shut the door.

Through the lighted windows, Kakashi saw Ayame approaching someone, who appeared to be asleep, with her dagger raised to attack. The Jounin widened his eyes as he saw Ayame raise her blade just a bit higher to strike, and within the blink of an eye, Kakashi used his blinding speed to dash his way into the house, grab Ayame and take her to the forest where the woman had found her weapon.

Ayame was dazed for a moment as she tried to figure out what had just happened to her. One second she was a muscle movement from killing someone, and the next, she was pinned to a tree not five blocks from her destination. Gasping, she recognised who held her.

"Kakashi…?" she gasped, trying to pry the man's firm grasp from her neck.

Kakashi narrowed his mismatched eyes at the dark haired woman, "what are you doing with this?" using his free hand, Kakashi jerked the small katana from Ayame's hold and held it up for her to see.

"I was…" Ayame was lost for words as she saw this side of the man she once admired, "I…"

"Well?"

Out of nowhere, Ayame kneed Kakashi in the crotch and he let her go instantly and crumpled to the ground, gasping as he held his jewels in pain, cursing. What the hell, man? When did Ayame learn to do this?

Ayame picked up her dagger and attempted to flee, but Kakashi quickly regained his stance and flashed in front of the brown haired girl and she slammed straight into him, staggering back until she fell on her rump, gaping at him in shock. Kakashi lost all respect for the woman the second her knee made contact with his groin and reached his hand to his side where his katana awaited to be unsheathed and shed some blood before daybreak, "You're not gonna kill me are you?" Ayame asked innocently.

"Well let me see now," Kakashi pretended to be deep in thought and placed a finger on his chin, "you've been accused of murder and I caught you red-handed about to kill another innocent person."

Ayame sucked in a sharp breath in frantic shock, "but you can't kill me for that!" Ayame stood up to face the tall man before her. She had actually forgotten Kakashi was about six foot two, so he practically dwarfed her in height. Kakashi actually laughed at her statement and gave her a piercingly evil glare, "I've been assigned to kill you; I have many reasons why I can." he pulled out his katana completely and wielded it around for a bit, letting the crescent moonlight reflect off the perfect blade.

Ayame was freaking out now. In attempt to save herself and her job, she gripped her blade tight and struck Kakashi straight in the chest. Much to her disbelief, Kakashi didn't stagger back or curse in pain, all she saw was an eye twitch as he glared death at her. Kakashi glanced down at the dagger sticking out of his chest before looking back at the woman before him.

He tsked her as he pulled out the dagger like it was nothing and stared at the blood that ran from the tip of the blade to the hilt. His gaze moved to Ayame's, "why do you have to make this difficult for me?" he dropped the blade and sheathed his katana. Kakashi watched Ayame's shocked expressions contort into something like that of a horror movie as he lifted his black shirt to reveal the stab wound he just received, "I have no heart Ayame…" it was all he said as he grabbed the woman by the wrist and placed her hand over his chest.

There was no heartbeat.

Ayame's eyes welled up with tears as they threatened to fall down her cheeks in both sympathy for the man and fear of dying.

"I can end it here quickly if that is what you wish."

Yeah right. There was no way Ayame wanted to die quickly, let alone die at all.

A tear rolled down her face as she locked her dark gaze with his, "you're a slave of Shinigami…" she uttered as she looked back at where her hand was on his chest. She fantasised about this man and even dreamed of sleeping with him, but now she had her hands on him, on Death's doorstep and just a blade cut away from ending her life right here. He felt so good under her hand; she was almost tempted to…no, she couldn't, not when he was going to kill her.

Kakashi watched as Ayame's features softened, 'so she finally calmed down and accepted fate,' he said inwardly as he let her wrist go and tugged his shirt back down.

Ayame gazed up at the man in front of her and hesitated for a moment, "before I go, I wish to see your face one last time," she looked desperate, and it was enough to convince Kakashi.

Kakashi sighed as he tugged his mask down and revealed his true identity to the woman. He was perfect. No flaws, not counting the scar bisecting his left eye, but that made him all the more sexy to Ayame. His lips were full and well…kissable, really. She could see the tips of his fangs sticking out. Those fangs looked so tempting, as if she would bare herself to him just to see him smile at her.

Death didn't seem so bad to her, now. Accepting the fact that what she had done was wrong for the past months, Ayame picked up the small katana by her feet and held it up, but not to stab Kakashi again. This time, she gently cut the skin on her neck, just enough for a small trickle of blood to run down the length of her neck. Kakashi's eyes widened. What on earth was she doing? "Go ahead, end it quickly," her face was calm on the surface, but deep down Kakashi could see the fear, the sorrow, but most of all, the anxiety of him sinking his teeth into her neck.

For the first time in a long time, Kakashi was hesitant to kill someone. But that was only because he didn't know the people he had to kill, so it didn't affect him so much. This however, was much different. He'd known Ayame for years; long before he first taught Team 7, and Ayame was always so nice to him. Forcing those thoughts aside, Kakashi placed one hand on Ayame's waist and the other on the back of her head and pulled her a little closer. He tilted her head to the side and watched as the blood trickled down her neck. He was never tempted like this before. Blood was never a problem for him, but now it was like he needed it.

And maybe he did.

Pushing past his doubts, Kakashi bent his head down and ran his tongue over the skin, licking up the blood as he did so. That was when his senses went nuts and pure instinct took over. He sunk his teeth into her neck as the foreign blood travelled through his system and to his brain. Kami, the blood tasted so good. Kakashi's eyes went blurry as he feasted on Ayame's blood. He felt the woman snake her arms around his middle and raked her nails down his back. Either Ayame was in utter pain, or she was enjoying every moment of it. He went for the latter as he drank more, running his tongue over the small cut Ayame had made for him.

At first Ayame thought she was going to be in pain, but that was only for two seconds. Once Kakashi had started taking her blood, she was in ecstasy, and the pleasure she felt was overwhelming. But soon she started to feel the pleasure fade and her body go numb as she neared the end.

Kakashi felt Ayame's arms grow weaker around his middle and felt her pulse die down quickly. Once her breathing became very shallow, Kakashi pulled back. She actually looked…content, as she saw the light grow brighter before her eyes. It was then Ayame had expelled her last breath and all life faded. Kakashi winced as he realised what he had just done. Kakashi drank someone else's blood. Something triggered in Kakashi's brain to cause him to do this in the first place. Maybe it was the sheer sight of Ayame offering herself to him like that tempted him so, or maybe what Kakashi truly was inside; a vampire. But he knew vampires weren't real, otherwise he would've evaporated in the sunlight by now.

Disgusted with himself, Kakashi lay Ayame on the ground and performed several unusual handsigns. A light blue mist formed around both himself and the body of Ayame. It was the chakra of Ayame's spirit, lifting from the corpse. It surrounded Kakashi as well because he made physical contact with her and he was performing the jutsu.

"Spirit Release Jutsu," he announced as a pale, transparent figure of Ayame showed up, who looked emotionless as she evaporated into the cool night air. A light breeze carried her off into the trees beyond.

Glancing down, Kakashi found that Ayame's body was no longer there and sighed, feeling the earlier breeze brush against his bare face. Running his tongue along his blood-coated lips, Kakashi pulled up his mask and made his way back into the village.

Just as the man reached the neighbourhood of his home, Kakashi stopped dead in his tracks. There was a strange feeling washing over him as he stared ominously into the distance. He felt as though part of him was missing, that he needed something but couldn't have it. What on earth was this feeling? Kakashi felt the urge to spill blood until he was completely sated and dawn arrived.

The silver haired man turned around, his eyes filling with a dark need. They were almost lust filled, but most of all, they were evil, deadly. Kakashi treaded back the way he came and went into a bar. It was one of only civilians, and this side of the village, Shinobi rarely came here and weren't recognised well among the crowd. This was perfect. Kakashi gazed around the bar, where many civilians were drunk and chatty this late hour. Some were with women, while others arm wrestled with each other. They laughed as gossip spread around the place, but most of all, there were many here so anything that went on in the middle of the crowd would hardly be noticeable.

Kakashi wanted to pick a fight. Inwardly he was cursing that his body was doing this out of its own accord, but he couldn't stop himself. He walked past many tables, where a group of men eyed him suspiciously as he sat down in a booth in the far corner. The men exchanged a few words and glances and kept their focus on the silver haired man sitting alone. The women sitting with said men giggled in anticipation as they ogled the tall Shinobi. They had no idea who that man was, and what he was capable of. They were oblivious to the fact that that man had killed a woman not ten minutes ago for a reason even Kakashi didn't want to understand.

"I've never seen that guy around here before," the man with the blonde hair said to his companion on his left.

"Yeah, he seems like one of those creepy serial killers just down the road," the other agreed.

One of the women sitting with the brown haired man got up, stumbling a bit as she shuffled out of the booth and dragging her dark haired friend along with her, "come on Yuki, lets go say hello to the newcomer," she giggled, slurring her words just a tiny bit.

The two giggly women made their way over to Kakashi, who sat alone and quietly observed the crowd to pick out his victims. That was when the two girls showed up. Perfect. They sat across from Kakashi in the booth and both smiled sweetly as they settled down.

"Hey, you," the dark haired woman said, trying to get his attention.

Kakashi glanced at them, pretending as if he hadn't noticed them. His eyes darkened at them and quirked the corner of his mouth upward, but said nothing. He was wearing his mask, so neither of the two ladies could see the smirk on his face, but he wasn't too worried about his appearance at the moment.

The one with long blonde hair leaned over the table a bit to reveal an inch or two more of her cleavage and smiled seductively, "I haven't seen you around here before, what's your name?" she asked innocently, yet still maintaining the pose she must've worked so hard to perfect for the guys.

Kakashi let out a single laugh as a waiter brought him a bottle of sake and a shot glass for him, "I don't think my name is of any importance to you two," he said simply, pouring himself a shot of rice wine.

The women giggled again. Kakashi ignored them as he pulled his mask down to down the shot of the clear liquid. The two women gasped at the sight of his handsome face. The one by the name of Yuki spoke this time, "you're really handsome, you know that?" she said boldly. The blonde friend next to her gaped, "you can't say that just out loud, Yuki," she said as if it were meant to scold Yuki, but it sounded more like Yuki had worded it wrong altogether.

Kakashi smirked again, and this time the two girls could see the look on his face. Just as the sliver haired man downed his fourth shot, two men showed up, looking mildly annoyed at Kakashi, "can I help you?"

"Yeah, you can stop flirting with my girl and get the hell out of here."

Kakashi cocked a silver pierced brow, "flirting, huh? If I can remember clearly, these two ladies were the ones flirting with me-"

"Bullshit" the other man cut him off, "I saw the way you eyed them. Like they were edible." They had no idea.

Kakashi actually laughed at them, "I assure you, I'm not the type of guy who flirts," he warned them, his voice low and venomous. The guy with the blonde hair actually flinched and took a step back. The black haired man however, remained stoic as if nothing happened at all. "I can see through that disguise of yours, I've seen your kind before." he said as a matter of factly.

Somehow that had Kakashi suspicious for a moment. "you're the type who sit back and watch the show go on until all the attention so happens to turn to you. You use your charm on the women and arrogance on the guys and pretend everything is like a joke to you. You're just a kid who doesn't know any b-" he wasn't able to finish his explanation, for Kakashi had moved at a blinding speed and caught the guy by the throat, holding him high enough for said man to rely on his tiptoes to prevent from choking to death.

"Say that again. I dare you." Kakashi sneered as he tightened his grip on the man's neck and watched his face flash with fear, "you don't know me, so don't you dare make accusations about someone you don't know."

The women shrieked and staggered out of the booth they were sitting in to hide behind their men. The blonde haired man grabbed an empty sake bottle and hammered it so hard against the back of Kakashi's head that the bottle shattered and forced the Copy Nin to let go of the dark haired man.

Kakashi turned around to face the man responsible and watched as the man's colour drained from his face as he glared daggers at him. He felt blood run down the side of his face and his hair was damp from his blood and the remains of the alcohol. This pissed him off so much.

Do it!

With a twitch of his eyebrow, his katana was unsheathed and both men dropped dead in the blink of an eye. Blood sprayed on the floor as they lay motionless, their eyes glazed over. Before either women could scream and draw unwanted attention, Kakashi flashed them into a dark and quiet alleyway. He held the blonde at the face to keep her from screaming while he drew his fangs into the brown haired woman and feasted on her blood. Kakashi had no control over this whatsoever, and his sanity and more human side was tossed out of the window as he ravaged the girl until she died of blood loss. As if she was absolutely nothing but a rag doll to him, Kakashi tossed the body to the ground and pulled the other in front of him. Her eyes were filled with tears and she had made many attempts to get out of his grasp, but Kakashi was so hypnotised with his needs that he barely felt her nails digging into his arm. Without another second, he sank his fangs deep in the blonde's neck and drank. This was pleasure he felt, but it wasn't enough for him.

Kakashi was barely a human now. He may look like himself, but inside, he was an untamed beast that survived off the killing of others. He dumped the lifeless body of the blonde on top of the other and took off, growling lowly in his throat as he hastily walked down the streets of Konoha. Ever so slowly his sanity would return, but that would take time, and the more blood he drank, the longer it would last. He felt the wind brush against his cool lips that were still coated in blood. He had made such a mess that the blood had ran down his mouth and was smudged all over his stubbled chin.

A drunken man stumbled out of another nearby pub and walked into Kakashi, "watch it, man!" he slurred angrily, flailing his half bottle of sake over his head.

Kakashi wasn't amused.

With one swift movement of his arm, Kakashi sliced through the drunkard with his katana, scaring the other patrons of the pub, who all dropped their bottles and reconsidered leaving so soon.

Good.

Kakashi kept walking, having no regard for the ones he killed or stood in his way. He kept walking as his anger peeked for no reason at all. Anyone who was stupid enough to go near him would be slaughtered before their very souls realised what had hit them. If Kakashi was insane enough, he would demolish a building. No, he felt insane enough to destroy half of Konoha. Shaking his death filled mind, Kakashi walked on until he saw a familiar building in his line of sight and grunted at himself. He entered the building, and clicked the door locked. His mind was foggy as he waded down the hallway as if he was drunk and blacked out completely.

Author's Notes: That was a morbid chapter, wasn't it? You tell me. The other night I did an ink drawing based on what Kakashi looks like in this fic, and I have to say, he looks good in his clothes :P. Then again, he'd probably look even better without his clothes (grins cheekily). I'll have the next chapter up as soon as I'm half way through chapter three so I have a head start on things. I'm not entirely sure how long this story will be, but I think, based on the length on each chapter, it'll probably be about five or six chapters...more or less.

Kakashi: man...I'm an asshole when I'm like that...

Yan: not really...I'd say you've just gone psycho and blood-thirsty, so you do whatever you want.

Kakashi: doesn't sound very fun to me (frowns), you make me seem evil.

Yan: I suppose you've got a point there...but it's evil in a good way, you know?

Kakashi: err, I guess. So what will happen to me now that I've passed out???

Yan: Pfft, like I'm going to tell you. You're gonna have to wait like everyone else to find out (grins).

Kakashi: Aww...but I'm the main character in this plot.

Yan: and I'm the author, now behave (sticks tongue out playfully).

Kakashi: fine, fine...Hope you all enjoyed reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed being in it ;P

Yan: would'nt hurt to leave a review ^_^ til next time XD.