A/N: Why hello there boys ad girls! Welcome to an old plot bunny of mine that's been rattling around in my head since my high school days. After all, who doesn't love the Akatsuki and vampires? Or an Akatuski member who is a vampire?
*ducks the thrown objects* now wait a second boys and girls! I didn't say who was the vampire. Or why I decided to add more ideas into the idea rich world of Naruto. Andi promise, if any of you actually care about any of my OTHER stories, that I will update them. If you haven't noticed yet, I got story ADD out the wazo. It dependson what mood im in and what plot bunnies erupt in my scattered brain.
Now, a fair bit of warning…..there is a mary sue. I felt she fits well into the story. If you don't like mary sues then back off, kay? I like how this story is going and ill be damned if I cant let my creatve juices flow for once. But, yall will have to just read the story, cause im not spoiling it any more than I have. So, sit back, relax, and enjoy. Reviews are nice, but hey. If I get one review ill be pleased as punch.
It was going to be a beautiful sunset over the sandy landscape of the desert. But to the people of the large village that was nestled in the large expanse of dry earth there was too much to do to watch a moment of beauty. Two men in particular, partners in a secret organization called Akatsuki, were waiting for their target, ignoring the ball of gas heading for the horizon. The colors started to change more towards the rainbow, oranges and reds mixing with pale blues and purples to create a wonderful display for the people who really gave a damn. The men didn't care. They didn't have time for such trivial things as watching the brilliant star give way to the glowing moon. That was for weak, useless people. They were not that kind of person.
The two men stood next to one another, watching the villagers mingle below them. They stood upon the rooftop of one of the apartment complexes, their red and black cloaks swirling in the breeze. One had long blonde hair in a half ponytail, one blue eye watching disinterestedly at the common folk walking around below, while the other had on a orange and black swirling mask, hiding his face from view. The masked man was bouncing silently on the balls of his feet, his head moving from point to point to point in the village, his attention not as focused as his partner. And it was really starting to piss the blonde man off.
"Are we going to go and find him, or are we going to sit here, yeah?" The blonde haired shinobi asked, and the masked shinobi nodded enthusiastically, his head snapping quickly towards the busy street. He leaned forward, clapping his hands as the blonde man just watched him, an amused smirk on his face. Finally his partner was focusing on the mission.
"Isn't that him, Deidara-sempai?" the masked shinobi asked pointing towards a random guy on the street, and the blonde man, Deidara, nodded, his eyes narrowing in concentration. He reached into one of his black pouches on his belt, watching the man walk away from them. Sand swirled up from the rooftop they were on, blowing away from the shinobis as Deidara moved away from the edge, the sun finally setting behind the now darkened village of Suna. The masked man waited by the edge as the target walked away further into the village. He stood up from his crouching position, looking towards Deidara as the blonde haired man jumped off the roof.
"Where are you going?" he asked him as he jumped off the roof to follow the blonde man, his voice alight with curiosity and energy. He followed Deidara as the blonde haired man waited in the shadows, his eye locked onto the target. The masked man waited with him, bouncing silently on the balls of his feet as Deidara sighed.
"I'm going to go get the target, yeah. Go do something useful and get rid f that energy, yeah?"Deidara said, blurring into the shadows as he tailed his target. The masked man waited, his head cocked slightly to the left as he contemplated his choices. He turned towards the restaurants and paused, his body tensing as he felt the prickling of his hair on the back of his neck. He turned towards the moon, utterly still as he felt a flare of energy towards the east. It was far off away, and he shrugged, a bounce leaking back into his step as he continued towards the restaurants.
He stood utterly still as a familiar presence bolted through him. He spun quickly on his heel to face the east again, his hands curling into fists as he seemed to vibrate. Only one person would give him that kind of reaction, and he had waited a long time to find this person, and he knew she was close. He has tracked her through every country, wondering at her sporadic movements. He has watched her through the years, trying to get close enough to make sure she's alright. She was different that he remembered but he still followed her, even with all the problems it caused him in the long run because he had a promise to uphold.
He shook himself, gathering his thoughts and his composure. He moved off into the night, not even caring if anyone spotted him. He stalked through the streets, avoiding the random people and the seedy ninja he came across. He let his mind wander; ignoring the hunger he had because he wanted to find her before she slipped from his grasp again. If his partner had seen him now he would have been questioning who he was. He stopped suddenly, walking towards the body lying on the ground. There was no way it would be this easy….
He looked down at the girl, nothing her thin body and her crimson hair. Her skin was pale and he almost mistook her for a corpse. He kneeled down, poking her on the shoulder to see if she was real. She moaned and moved her body weakly, her eyes fluttering. She was fast asleep, but whatever dream she was having didn't sound like a good one. He reached down and scooped her up, cradling her close as her scent wafted towards him. He reached up to his mask slowly, watching her every move to make sure that she didn't wake up early. He undid the wrappings around his mask, moving it up so that his mouth was exposed. He moved towards her neck, licking her pulse and gauging her reaction.
She didn't stir. He covered her mouth firmly with his hand and bit her gently, letting the blood flow into his mouth as she tensed up and started to scream.
The sight of shattered glass was what I saw first. Everything was dark…not black, just, dark. It seemed there was no floor, but I started walking. I was walking in any direction. I had no idea where I was truly going. All I knew was where I was; it was not where I wanted to spend my eternity. Eternity? Is that how long I was condemned? I lost track of time…there was no true way of knowing your direction, knowing any time…the sounds there were very small, unless you concentrated… there was a lot of sobbing…. a lot of screams of pain, and a lot of soft sighs, but when you turned behind to see who was there, the 'person' faded away…for some reason, there was a lot of 'people' following me, and I was unsure of the true reason. It was when I finally caught a glance of me in the shattered glass that I knew why…the 'people' around me were dark, just like this forgotten place, but I was different, I was brighter…. and I had wings…until it seemed like the shadows swallowed me, and I lost sight of everything…and I could feel my senses coming back to me, but it was a slow process…
My eyes opened slowly. I felt cold, except for at my throat. I focused on the face above me, but I didn't recognize the person. The person had an orange and black swirling mask, but it was pushed up sitting on top of his head. He grinned at me, and I saw large fangs and his eyes were the color of my hair. He was covered in blood…and it took me a minute before I realized that the blood was mine. His spiky black hair blew in the wind, and I smiled at the feeling of the cool breeze. I tried to move, and the wind whipped around us. The sky was dark, and it was cloudy, showing there was no moon as a storm gathered strength overhead. I turned my head, looking around as the person wiped his mouth, cleaning all traces of my blood.
His eyes were locked onto something behind us, and his smile softened as he looked down at me again. The wind slowed down, and wrapped around us tightly, almost as if we were in the middle of a tornado. Sand mixed with the wind, making a dusty wall between us and whatever was around us. The person holding me looked at the sandy wall in surprise, but I held out my hand, and the wind wrapped around it, the sand engulfing my hand and slowly spreading up to my arm. I felt the person bend over, and his tongue cleaned my throat of blood. I tried to push him away, but he only held me closer.
"Where…am I…" I asked, more to myself then to him. The person raised his head. His cloak billowed in the wind, and the red clouds on the black surface distracted me. There was blood spattered on the cloak, but it was on one of the red clouds, so it was hard to see it. I felt weak, like a newborn child….but there was a fire running through my body, making everything painful to do.
"You're here with me. You're safe." He said, and I looked up at him I winced from the new fire in my body, and he brushed me hair out of my face. I could hear his pulse and I froze my body reluctant to move anyways. My hand, faster than I thought I could move, caught his and I slowly pulled it towards my mouth, licking the blood off of it. He smiled at me, and he moved me so I was close to his neck. I could feel his body heat, and the scent of his blood was driving me crazy. His sweet woody scent was mixed with that of blood, and I could barely contain myself. I was thirsty.
"It's okay…..I know you want to…."He whispered, and I shifted slightly, gently licking his skin. It seemed like forever when I finally bit him, my own elongated fangs gently breaking the skin. I drank, but not too fast so that I would be unable to taste it. The taste of blood, salty and metallic, drove my senses crazy. I eventually pulled myself away, and I laid my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, a single tear flowing down my cheek. The person leaned over again, and I felt his lip brush against my own as he cleaned away the blood.
My eyes widened in shock as I felt his smooth lips against my own, his tongue licking at the blood left on my lips. My heart raced and my thoughts were muddled as he pulled away, a small smirk on his face as his crimsons eyes opened and locked onto mine. The wind died down, fading away from us as I relaxed, exhausted. The person waited until I fell asleep before he moved. He used one hand to pull his mask completely onto his face, black fabric covering his neck and most of his hair, except for the top of his head. He bent his head down to my ear, whispering me a name.
"Tori." He whispered, and he ran off deeper into the village he was in to find his partner. At this point in the darkness there was no one else out on the streets, so he ran under the strengthening moonlight as the storm clouds dissipated.
He found his partner waiting on the rooftop of that store again. He was leaning against his large clay bird, the man they had been stalking earlier tied up and partially embedded in the bird's back. His arms were crossed and he had that look of irritation on his face. He angrily blew at his bangs, revealing a metallic apparatus on his other eye. The masked man walked forward, still cradling the girl in his arms. She was so small he had wrapped her in his cloak while still wearing it. He moved into the light from the moon, a bounce in his step as his seriousness faded back into his energetic attitude.
"Deidara-sempai, Deidara-sempai! Look what Tobi found!" called the masked man, Tobi, but his voice was different, more bubbly and childish. Deidara glared at his partner, his eye landing on the bundle in his arms and his face hardened again. He stalked forward, ripping the cloak away from me. He took in my red hair, the tattoos below my left eye, the kanji of poison on my neck, and my pale complexion. My outfit marked me as an outsider to the village, for it was all dark blue, and the style was different. I had no shoes on.
"Tobi, yeah! Put that down, yeah! You don't know where that's been, yeah!" said Deidara reaching for me, but Tobi backed away from him. He turned his shoulder towards his partner, clutching onto me harder. I barely moved, my face relaxed from exhaustion.
"But Tobi does know her! She's like Tobi!" he said, and Deidara froze. He looked at me, then at the blood on my mouth. He ran a hand through his hair, revealing the metal apparatus over his eye again before his bangs fell back into place. It was a habit he couldn't seem toe break that happened when he was thinking. It made him seem more feminine than normal.
"She's a vampire, yeah?" he asked seriously, and Tobi's head bobbed up and down frantically. Deidara touched me cautiously as he looked around Suna. I did not wake at his touch. He sighed, running a hand through his hair again as he moved away from Tobi and his prize.
"I'm done with the mission, yeah. There is no point in staying here, yeah. Leave HER here too, yeah." He muttered, and he hopped onto his bird. Tobi planted his feet in the sand, shaking his head, and holding onto me tighter.
"If she stays, Tobi stays!" he said, and Deidara sighed. He looked towards the moon, and he motioned for Tobi to come on. Tobi took a tiny step forward, his mask reflecting the moonlight. The bird flapped its wings once, whipping the sand and wind into a small dust devil. Tobi was unaffected, used to the wind.
"Fine, yeah. If Leader-sama tells you to get rid of her, it's not my problem, yeah." Deidara said, and Tobi leapt lightly aboard. The bird took off to a place outside of the village. It was a quiet flight until I woke up. I started screaming, the wind whipping around the bird and causing it to almost crash. I looked around with panicked eyes, locking onto the blonde haired man whom I didn't know. I couldn't remember anything from before besides the man with the swirling mask, and this long haired blonde man wasn't him. My instincts kicked in and the wind focused onto the man, almost knocking him off the bird. I was determined to get him away from me, until I felt the comforting hand of the masked man. The bird was still out of control, the wind angrily whipping around me. The bird almost dropped us into the middle of the desert.
"Tobi, yeah! Either control her or knock her out, yeah!" the man yelled, and Tobi squeezed my shoulder, sending calm waves through my shoulder. I relaxed almost immediately, my eyes going dull. The wind calmed back down, breezing around like it normally did in the desert. The blonde man watched me with a narrowed eye as I glanced at him. Tobi squeezed my shoulder again, and I smiled lightly at the blonde man. He glanced back, curious about me. My eyes met his, blue clashing with light blue green.
He was the first to look away, the wind blowing his hair away from his face. We soon started to land, the blonde man picking up a bound man at his feet as the bird made a clumsy landing. Tobi took his hand off me as the blonde man walked away, carrying the bound man over his shoulder. Tobi and I jumped off the bird as it started to fly away. The blonde man didn't wait up for us as he entered what looked like an abandoned building, disappearing into the darkened entrance. His bird flew off as we followed him into the awaiting darkness.