This story is a repost of one I posted four years ago and never got around to writing. I have the inspiration to do so now, probably better than I would have back then. This chapter is edited from the first I posted.

Warnings:

This story is very nearly an M rating and may be moved there shortly.
- Language
- Violence/Blood/Gore
- Darkness - some of this story will be quite dark in terms of themes/some of the scenes etc. (There will of course be lots of light hearted fun too though!)
- Sexual references
- Character Death
- Male/Male relationships
- Some artistic licensing on the vampire characteristics. I picked and chose as was convenient. If you're going to whinge, don't bother.

Disclaimer:

This applies for the whole story. I don't own Naruto. None of it. Of course I wish I did, but there would be a lot more interaction (and more ;D) between a certain two shinobi if that were the case!

Prologue

The sky was making the descent past sunset and into darkness as he trudged through the graveyard. Rain pelted down and lightning struck all around him. He pulled his hood further down, even though he decided that the saturated bangs sticking to his face were a lost cause.

He weaved down the gaps in the tombstones, thankful that he wasn't scared of the idea of zombies. As he clutched the stems of the roses tighter, he finally came to a halt at the grave of the Uchihas, his parents.

Sasuke bent down and put the flowers atop the grave. He had them buried together, he knew that would have been what they wanted. The twenty six year old sighed. "13 years." he dusted the leaves from around the marble. "I can't believe it's been that long." he murmured. "I haven't forgotten though. I still remember what he did, he'll pay for it, believe me." he clenched his fists and grit his teeth, rising to his feet. "I will take him down, I promise. I'll kill him, I'll kill his friends, I swear it to you, I will kill every vampire I meet. Bar. None."

Giving up on keeping dry, he took off the black hoodie that was only succeeding in making him colder and more than likely going to make him sick and looked up at the sky as the rain drenched him in seconds. With a last look to the tombstones he nodded and walked away.

Behind a tree just a few feet away a dark figure was smirking.

When Itachi arrived back at his lair, the first thing he heard was Deidara's nagging voice. "Itachi, fuck me dead, you are dripping water all over the floor."

"Was that first part an offer?"

"Good luck, in case you didn't notice, I'm already what most classify as dead. Now clean up after yourself, I sure as hell don't plan too and Pein will flip if he comes home to this."

He shrugged, muttering something about doing it later and walked over to the other man in the room. The one in question glanced up at the red eyes staring down at him before reverting his attention to his crossword as if uninterested in what Itachi was there for.

"I have something I would like you to do for me." Itachi said finally, seemingly realising he wasn't getting a reaction from the blonde.

Sighing, he set the newspaper and his pen in his lap and turned his bored expression to Itachi. "What is that, pray tell?"

"It's come time to take care of my brother. He's too weak for me to bother with and I have much better plans that you will be able to execute."

He yawned, placing his crossword on the coffee table and stretching his arms back and looking back to Itachi. "Piece of cake, plans like what?"

"I want you to meet him, get as close to him as possible, and then, once he trusts you, I want you to kill him."

"Thats kinda cruel, I don't know why the betrayal and heart break are necessary..." he shrugged. "Whatever, it sounds troublesome, so you owe me, Itachi. I suppose I have been bored lately, though."

He ruffled the blonde's hair. "Thank you for this... Naruto-kun"

There, edited and ready to be continued. Review and let me know what you think :) Following chapters will be much longer, I promise.