Hello my wonderful readers :) it's time for another story that I've been working on forever and finally decided to post, nya. I hope you guys like this and remember comment, fav, follow are what helps me write more. And if have an idea you'd likr me to put in here, tell me. I think that is all, please enjoy this, nya.

Warning: this is an AU and it is a BL, so you know boy x boy, if you do not like it, DON'T READ IT, for Jashin's sake, just read the warning and then don't bitch about it later, nya!

Disclaimer: I do NOT, nor will I EVER own the Naruto series, or the characters used to make this fic, and do not worry no character was harmed in the making of this story, nya xD

The moon was shining brightly through a window of a certain blond's small, but cozy home. Said blond sighed, sitting down after a long day at work. His cat, a gray tabby, decided she wanted to be worshiped, so she jumped up on Deidara's lap and rubbed her head on his chin. When he still didn't pet her, she headbutted him until he listened. With a light chuckle Deidara stroked the little kitten's head softly.

"How has your day been, Hime, hmmm?" Deidara asked the little gray tiger striped kitty, in response Hime purred.

All of a sudden there was a loud thud outside the front door. Cautiously Deidara stood up and opened the door to find a red haired man lying on his face in the snow. Something wasn't quite right, there was red snow surrounding him... But that wasn't it... It was as if Deidara had met him before or something.

Deidara walked to the redhead and turned him over, appalled to see a deep stab wound near his heart, which was still bleeding. On impulse Deidara took him in, placing him on his bed. He got out his first aid kit, and started stitching the redhead up.

After that Deidara fell asleep on a chair he had brought into the bedroom. The next morning the stranger opened his brown-grayish eyes to meet sky blue ones. The blond smiled at him and checked his wound, surprised that it was almost completely healed.

"My name is Deidara Iwa, what's yours, hmmm?" the blond asked him, extending a hand to shake.

"Sasori Akasuna." the redhead replied, rolling over so his back was facing the blond.

Deidara froze, and a tear made it's way down his face slowly. Sasori Akasuna... That's the same name as my best friend who died a few years ago in a car crash... I wonder if he survived and this is him... No that's impossible that sounds like something in a book, there's no way something like that could happen in real life... Besides he can't be Sasori, he would have recognized me if so... Deidara thought, tears still falling from his eyes and making nice little streams on his cheeks.

-Sasori POV-

That brat seriously didn't recognize me!? After we promised, how could he have forgotten me... But we were still very young when we made that promise to each other, and well I should have come back to Deidara as soon as I recovered... Why was I such a fool, Orochimaru probably erased his memories of me or at least altered them! I thought to myself as I faced away from my childhood friend and former lover.

In the time we have been on this Earth we have been through many hardships, such as being taken away from our families when we were born, only to be experimented on by a mad scientist because we were the children of both vampires and humans meaning we would have one short life as a human and then when the time came we would live the rest of eternity as a vampire, Orochimaru wanting eternal youth himself obviously extracted some of our DNA and tried to infuse it with his own, but something went terrible wrong and Deidara and I escaped. Ever since then Orochimaru has been after us. Dei and I had been hiding for two years when Orochimaru found us, killing my human form and (probably) altering Deidara's memories.

The brat sighed and said something about having to go to work and then he left. I decided to get some more sleep while he was gone... Only problem being I was really worried about the blond running into Orochimaru so I couldn't sleep. I wanted to go after Dei and tell him everything, but Orochimaru stabbed me pretty deeply so I couldn't exactly move or I would reopen the wound, and not to mention I needed blood and I needed it badly or else I would die.

-Sasori POV END-

When the blond got home he really didn't want to sleep in a wooden chair for another night so, after getting ready for bed, he slipped into the covers beside the already sleeping redhead.

That night Deidara had an odd dream that felt very familiar, almost as though it was a memory of sorts...

-Dream-

Deidara was sitting in an old abandoned building next to his best friend, Sasori Akasuna, when suddenly a man with long black hair grabbed Sasori by his short red locks and said that if Deidara didn't want Sasori to die, he would go back to the lab with him. Deidara hastily nodded and followed the man. When they got back to the lab, the man with black hair pulled out a knife and stabbed Sasori in the heart, tossing the redhead's cold, lifeless body to the ground, before pulling Deidara's by his long blond hair inside as the blond struggled to get back to the redhead's side-

-Dream END-

Before the blond could see what happened next the dream cut off and the blond woke with a scream, sweating. Wild terrified eyes staring into startle emotionless brown ones.

"Have a bad dream, brat?" the redhead asked, grumpy at being woken up early.

"Yeah, thanks for caring, hmmm." the blond replied sarcastically.

No this isn't my Sasori. I just miss him that's why this stranger with the same name gave me hope that my best friend was still alive... But he's not... The blond thought glumly as he got out of bed and got ready for one of his two part-time jobs, that he needed just to support, after he had been kicked out of foster care four years ago at the age of eighteen. He wasn't poor enough for the government to care, but wasn't rich enough to not need help. His life was pretty hard and his house wasn't very big, but, as he sometimes had to remind himself, it was better than being out on the streets.

"Alright, um, Sasori? I'll be home in about four hours, hmmm." Deidara said putting on his shoes.

"Kay..." Sasori mumbled, cuddling further into the warm covers and closing his eyes. The redhead was still weak since he hadn't had blood in a long time, not to mention the fact that he had been stabbed pretty deeply and he was using most of the little power he had left to close the wound.

Sasori fell asleep to the sweet memory of Deidara's warm, soft lips against his own. He awoke fourish hours later to the intoxicating scent of the blond's blood.

The cause for such a wonderful smell was Deidara trying to get a cup from the kitchen cabinet, it falling to the floor, breaking, and Deidara triyng to pick up the pieces before Hime could step in it and cut her feet.

-Chapter One End-

So that was the end of the first chapter, nya. I would like to thank my mother who helped me figure out what Hime would look like :) I will hopefully have the second chapter up in a few hours x3 I'm really happy and in the mood to write cause it's been raining for three days straight :) I'm soooooooooo happy *skips off into the rain while getting weird looks from people*