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Oh yes, all the little poems in this story are all thought up, and created by me!

Be warned: Vampirefic, Mature content. Flame me and you will die. (Twitches)

I know, I know, I should be working on my other fic's … but I had a thought I had to write down so I did, and here it is, under this writing, so go look, because… you should, because I said so, then review, because I demand it! Grrr

Ch.1

Ashen skin,

Moonlight bliss,

Pleasant words,

Upon your lips,

Eternal beauty,

Dancing in your eclipse.

It was night, the crescent moon high in the sky. Gaara made his way down the street the sweet scent of honey due in the air tingled through his senses. A light fuzzy, unreal feeling took over him, despite the anger at home, at this moment he was in total bliss for some reason he couldn't quite understand himself.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, but he assumed a while for he was feeling the cold chill raking through his spine, and finger tips, but at this moment, it didn't matter, nothing mattered.

He stuck his hands in the pockets of his, just below the knee black baggy pants. His legs were covered in goose bumps and bruises. In his attempt to leave his house with little confrontation, he had grabbed a black hoodie, to slip over his plain short sleeve black shirt, and thrown on his old scuffed converses. He let out a long exasperated sigh, watching the fog of his breath, as it danced away into nothingness, like chaos of his life leaving him in that breath.

But soon a new form of chaos was silently approaching him.

Gaara was trudging, face down, when he heard the foot falls of more then one person ahead of him, and they sounded as if they were getting closer. He peered up through his red unruly mass of bangs, to see around three people a distance away, walking in the opposite direction as him. He noticed that they all looked as though they were older then him, and they all seemed to be smoking. They looked like what society would label as 'bad boys.'

Gaara averted his eyes away from the crowd, trying to ignore them, but they had spotted him staring.

"Itachi." One of the guys with yellow ish snake like eyes, said to the boy in the middle, still keeping their slow pace in the red heads direction.

"Yes, Orochimaru, I saw it as well." Itachi, said glancing at Gaara.

Gaara tried his hardest to not look at them, but he couldn't help himself, they were a puzzling lot.

"Oi, you there, what are you staring at?" Said the third boy, as he spat at the ground. This one had blue looking skin, and tiny little eyes, he reminded Gaara of a shark.

"Yes Kisame is right, it's not polite to stare you know." The group was now stopped right in front of Gaara.

'Why does this always seem to happen to me?' Gaara looked away, attempting to move in the order of them.

The one called Orochimaru stepped forward toward Gaara. "You going to say sorry?" he pulled out his cigarette and blew a puff of smoke in Gaara's face.

Gaara tried not to show any reaction to this. "Fuck off." He said, glaring daggers into them all.

The snake like man recoiled, smirking a big smirk that seemed to piss Gaara off more. They had ruined his good feeling, and he doesn't get that to often.

Itachi grabbed the front of Gaara's hoodie, and slammed him into the nearest wall. Gaara's eyes widened a bit out of shock, before returning to his cold glare.

"Now that wasn't nice now was it?" Itachi said with a placid face that slowly turned into a grin.

Gaara Pulled up his right arm throwing a punch right for Itachi's face, But Kisame grabbed his arm pinning it to the wall. Gaara was surprised but that didn't stop him from swinging out his left arm in another attempt, But Orochimaru pinned that arm to the wall as well.

Gaara struggled to get his arms free, as he was lifted off the ground, still pinned to the wall.

"What the hell! Let me go!" Gaara didn't know what was going to happen, but he figured they were going to beat the crap out of him, and then leave.

They all laughed at this. But when Gaara looked down at Itachi grinning at him he noticed two fang like teeth in his mouth. 'Who the hell are these people?'

"Rr, Get off!" Gaara kicked at the man in front of him, but he was gone. "Huh?" Where the hell did he go?

Just then he herd laughter above him. His head snapped up to see Itachi standing on the wall, above him, defying gravity.

"I bet you taste sweet, like honey." He said to the, in shock red head.

Gaara ripped one of his arms from Orochimaru, and then kicked him. Then he turned taking out the blue boy. Once he was free he ran, heart racing a mile a minute, like his feet on the pavement.

He could feel the scream in his throat that didn't come out.

He felt strong arms raping around him. He let out a small yelp as his legs flew out from under him.

"Where are you going?"

He turned to see Itachi. "What the hell are you?" Gaara struggled to get loose from his vice grip.

Itachi could feel the heat in the younger boys body, making him crazy. "That's for me to know and for you to find out."

Gaara could feel the taller boys breath on his neck, making him shake.

Itachi grabbed both of Gaara's arms in one of his hands, holding the red head against him. With his free arm he took Gaara's chin in his hand lifting his head up, with some force, and began Licking at the side of his neck.

"Ahha, stop! Stop!" Gaara tried to pull away from him, but he couldn't.

"It's okay it wont hurt…Much." Itachi murmured into his neck, as he bit down hard on to the warmth of Gaara's neck, Eliciting strangled noises from the petrified boy.

"Y-you're a V-vampire?" Gaara struggled to get the words out, pain, anger, scared, and dizziness were flooding his body.

Next chapters going to be awesome so please review, I hope you like!

And feel free to criticize and tell me a few things I can add to it ;