This fanficition does contain cross over characters, but they are by the same author, Kaori Yuki!

Cast:

Cain Hargreaves

Riffeal "Riff"

Jizabel Disraeli

Ian Hasumi (Eriya)

Isaiah Hasumi (Tokage)

This story is going to contain a lot of confusion if you don't know the characters to well. But even if you don't know them, I bet you can still enjoy it.

And now, Naruto-UzumakiHokage presents...

Russian Roulette

Prologue

The Gyrate

"It used to only take one, now it takes two or more. This deadly game, this one chance of suicide. If you were given the chance to play, would you accept it, or deny it. Take your pick. I'll leave this gun, the very gun that killed your very loved ones, here on your dresser. The choice is yours." The man said, leaving the weapon and making his exit out the window. The woman tremble at the sight of her reflection on the barrel. This was her one chance to be re-united with her husband, her child. She had lost them all to the very same game. Russian Roulette. A game of bravery and death. The woman trembled as she shut off her nightstand lamp, and tried to sleep, but the voices inside her head were endless. Screaming at her, and demanded her to do it. Her heart began racing, and aching in pain. Nothing she could bear. She rose to her feet, and screamed in agony. The suffering was too much, and yet, he left the one escape in her room. She decided her mind.

She grabbed the shiny platinum, looked at her face once more, and closed her eyes. The tears flowed quickly, leaving her tear ducts, and onto the red carpet floor. The pain had to stop, and she wanted to be loved once again. Quickly, she spun the barrel, letting it's clicks awaken her mind, and make her rethink her descision. however, her mind was set. The barrel came to a stop, and without a hesistation, she pulled the trigger...

"Honey? Are you alright?" a man's voice called, from down the corridor. He walked out of his room, terrified suddenly. His heart had sank for no reason. He only gets this feeling when something bad happens, mainly targeting his family. Entering the hall right outside her door, his body shook with terror. The feeling was increasing, as the knob turned and the door creaked on open.

"NO! DUCIE!" he shouted, flicking on the light and running to his wife's body. Then he saw the platinum weapon, barrel spinning still. Quickly he grabbed the gun, and stopped the rotating barrel.

"I'll never forgive you." he shouted, tears falling onto his wife's body, as he pulled the trigger...

"Mom? Dad?" a little boy called out down the hallways. He had felt something sink inside him. He also heard the loud bangs of the bullet releasing from it's weilder, and blood splashing on the ground. Slowly entering his parents' bedroom, his eyes widen. The horror before him, made him tremble.

"Mom? Dad?" He shouted. He tripped over his own feet halfway to his parents' bodies, but he was cut off. A man had entered the room, staring down at the young boy. The stranger was holding the gun in his hand. The boy trembled, now fearing he would be killed.
"It's okay. I won't kill you, Isaiah." he said, handing the gun down to the boy. "From now on, you'll carry this weapon, and must no one, know your real name. Got it?" he said, picking up his parents' bodies off the floor, and making his leave out the window. The child trembled and fell on his knees.

"I'll get revenge! I swear on my life, I'll kill anyone that harms me and my family! From now on, no one will call me Isaiah!" The young child began writing in his parents' blood, writing his new name in the blood, then on the gun.

"My name is now...Tokage." he rose to his feet, his red eyes flaring with rage. All the feelings he had about love transformed into hate, and killing. His thoughts had changed and he spun the barrel. The clicking made his smile grow, and his thoughts darker, and coated with malice. Stopping the barrel quickly, he pointed the gun at his forehead, and pulled the trigger, letting his blood blanket the ground, and let his laughter fill the room around him.
"I'll have my revenge! Just you wait!" Tokage shouted, having his voice echo down the corridors. Deep down inside him, he was still in great pain, for losing the ones that loved him, the only ones who had, but slowly, time was consuming his depression, into hatred. Sooner or later, maybe in a couple of months time, he'll never know what is like to love, ever again...

Morning had risen, and Tokage had eventually fell asleep, but woke up with strangers in his home. Luckily, the gun he had last night was missing.

"Hey! Why're you in my house!" Tokage shouted. The men looked at him, and bent down to his eye level.

"Your neighbor called us last night, said they heard some noise. Strangely enough, when we arrived there, the same situation happened there and here. Since both of you don't have parents, you'll be going to a new family." Tokage trembled and stood up.

"I refuse to leave!" The man rolled his eyes, and grabbed Tokage by his arms, and dragged him out of the house. Quickly, he tossed him in the back seat of a vechile and slammed the door.

"Damn it!" Tokage yelled, trying to open the door, but the child lock was activated. "LET ME OUT!" he screamed louder and louder, but no one answered, except a quite voice behind him.

"No need to yell. They'll never hear you." Tokage swiftly turned his head, and glared at his evasedropper with fury red eyes.

"Who the hell are you?" he shouted.

"Quite a mouth for someone your age." they said, brushing black bangs out of their face to reveal his golden eyes. "I'm your neighbor. You've never seen me before, but we had the same incindent. My name is Cain. And you?" Tokage folded his arms over his chest, and turned away.

"Tokage, don't you forget it."

"Alright, you're quite pouty, but I am surprised that you're not sad about losing your parents."

"I never cared for them." he growled. "Just stop talking to me."

"Ok, whatever you say, grumpy." Cain turned away from Tokage, and stared out the other window...

The car had been driving in silence. The police, which were driving didn't make conversation with either of the children. Quietly, you could hear the engine in this dull silence. Cain's breathing was unsteady, and it could be heard under the engine noise, but Tokage could hear him.

"You're scared, aren't you?" Tokage spoke, breaking the silence. Cain looked at the other boy's red eyes, with fear, but tried hiding.

"No, just wondering on how our new families will treat us." Tokage turned away again, drifting in and out of his thoughts. The thoughts of murder and blood. Strangely, he wanted to murder everyone in the car, and have their blood spill all over the leather seats and stain them, but then he'd drift out. He looked back at Cain, and wondered if he too, had these devious thoughts...

The police escorted the boys into the building made of stone, but surrounded in the sound of children playing and laughing. The foster home, or adoption center. They left them there, and Cain looked back at Tokage.

"Here we are, wanna mingle?" he asked, trying to change his additutde.

"I don't care, I just want my deeds to be complete." Tokage spoke, sounding more gruff than usual.

"Ok, but I'm going to make some friends, cause your impossible to commincate with." Cain said, leaving Tokage standing all by himself. Tokage folded his arms, and stared at the other children. Deep down, barely in his mind, he was also worried about this, but his thoughts changed when a boy with dirty blonde hair approached him.

"Hello, wanna be friends?" he asked, holding out his hand to shake, and the other wrapped around his big bunny rabbit plushie.

"Why should we? We'll only be seprated and never meet again." Tokage responded, staring into the boys auburn eyes.

"You weren't loved very much by your parents were you?" the boy asked, sitting next to him. "My name is Eriya, and you?"

"Tokage." he responded, then he turned away from him. "Why're you here?"

"My parents were murder in their bedroom last night. A gun killed them, and then the police came and brought me here." Tokage looked at the young blonde, eyes wide. So far that makes three. Same death, but did they meet the man he did?

Shortly after meeting with Eriya, a taller man walked into the foster home. An adult. Tokage frowned, his mood changing to anger again. He knew he was going to take a child, and that he did. That tall man was a Hargreaves, and he adopted Cain, the boy he met in the police car, but he also took another child. One with short silver hair. He left, with both of them.

"Well, there goes Riff." Eriya said, smiling at Tokage. He didn't bother asking who Riff was, he'd never see him again anyway.

After that, a woman entered and adopted a child with long gray locks of hair. The boy waved good-bye to Eriya, and he waved in return, tears coming to his eyes.

"That was Jizabel. He was a nice boy too." he said.

"Quit whining!" Tokage shouted. "Why do you even bother making friends? They'll just leave you, and you'll never see them again!" Eriya stepped back, into an adult's legs. With fear filled eyes, he was lifted by the one he backed into.

"Oh cute, I'll take you home." they said, adopting Eriya, and leaving Tokage at the foster home...

"Cain huh? My name's Riff. I was born in that foster home." the boy with silver hair said to Cain. True and sad it maybe, Riffeal, known as Riff, was abandoned at the foster home, and raised there. His only friends were a boy named Jizabel, and Eyria, but he quickly made friends with Cain. Inside his head, he vowed that he'd protect this boy, Cain Hargreaves, until death. A loyal servant is what this boy needed, and Riff was going to fill in that tiny space. After hearing about how Cain entered the foster home, his decision was an easy pick...

The car ride was long, but it was worth it. Entering through the back garden gates, the boy with long gray locks was happy as any child could be. Being locked inside that foster home wasn't his lifestyle, but this was everything. Jizabel, was the name he went by. He was put into the foster home when his parent, or guardian was killed by a gun, a murderous weapon Jizabel swore he'd never wish to see again. The woman that adopted him was happy to see him filled with joy. Even though, Jizabel missed Eyria, he was pretty sure, he'd meet him again. Maybe, and he hoped he would.

"Thanks for taking me in." Jizabel said to the woman.

"My pleasure my dear, you needed it." she said, petting his head, and running her fingers through his hair...

Ten years had passed, leaving Tokage at the age of fifteen, and still locked inside this foster home. No one had wanted to adopt him, and now, the foster home had turned him lose, for they could no longer raise him. By now, his heart was clouded in darkness. Tokage didn't feel any pain, love, or joy anymore. All he cared for was blood spills and murder. He wanted to make his toll on the foster home, and the children that treated him crudely for not being adopted. He would enjoy hearing their screams for help and mercy. That would make him more than pleased. Not bothering to change his appreance, he entered the foster home, holding the platinum weapon in his hand, and an evil grin upon his face. Starting in the dorm rooms, were the little children splet, he loaded the barrel, spun the platinum around, and pulled the trigger. That morning would be the most blood spilled in any foster home in the history of the world. After the police investigated the scene, blood was written on the walls, body parts dis-attached from the bodies, and decapitation. The main weapon, a pistol, one bullet, and bare human hands. Casualties, over two hundred children, sixteen adults. Surviors, zero.

Author's Note: Ok, this story is new I guess, and I am trying a new kind of story. I get tired of writing about love all the time, so now I'm trying this. If you like it, please leave a comment, so I can get motivated to write more. I know I am working on so many, but once an idea is down, I have to try it, and write it down. If it sounds confusing, (since I jump around with characters) I apologize. It's still beginning, and the story is brand new, and is still needing ideas to continue. The beginning is pretty short, since my ideas are a little low at this point.

I know some of the characters aren't like the real deal, but I do role-play, and I change the characters for my own needs. If read Kaori Yuki's books, you can learn their real additudes, but this is my version. I'll try to work on a new chapter on this, but right now, just be patient with me.