Summary: When a Vampire dies, their essences gets passed onto a newborn baby, as it is the natural order of the world. This essence cannot be detected but it eats away at the human heart which leads to that person having an incredibly short lifespan. Nobody could have predicted Shikadai early death.
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"So, she's dead." Said, a man who looked just like an Uchiha.
In fact, he was an Uchiha but according to the world, he had died almost 350 years ago.
His name was Kenji Uchiha and according to the reports, he had died when he was 7 years old of a heart attack.
The most distinct feature about him was his blood red eyes and sharp canines for teeth.
His obsession with blood is what would have him described as a Vampire.
In fact, he wasn't the only Vampire in the room, sitting around a large table in a high-class room were individuals that were proclaimed dead when they were incredibly young, going as far back at as 900 hundred years ago.
Each one died due to a heart attack.
However, even though their life ended, their death gave way to a new life entirely different from any humans and they obtained immortality.
Well, almost immortality.
"I know she was tired of living" Said, Sanpa Uzumaki, her red hair would make anybody do a double take. "But starving to death... That has got to be the most painful way to go about it. But then again, we didn't tell her about her core. Her death would have been swift." Making the surrounding people laugh.
"She sure didn't last long," Nagota Chija said, stuffing his face with blood flavoured crisps. "She refused to drink the blood of a human being and when we were nice to shove it down her throat, she forced her body to throw it back up. Some people just aren't meant to have the glamorous lifestyle of a Vampire"
"You can tell me that again. Since I became a Vampire. I've seen 4 people commit suicide" Kise Wasabi said. "Not many people can live with the reality that they now crazy human blood and how they could never go back to the life, they know".
It was impossible for a Vampire to live peacefully with Human's, without hiding it or ruling over them.
Humanity was conditioned to not only fight each other but eating human beings was a huge taboo.
Anybody caught violating it becomes their enemy.
However, once a Vampire is killed, the essence that created that Vampire, just goes back to the rebirth cycle to find a new host.
"I'm bored!" Itsuki Yota said. "How long do we have to wait, until we have a new family member?" From his youthful look's you wouldn't have guessed he was over 60 years old.
And he did bring up a point.
How long would they have to wait for a new Vampire to be born?
But then again, time flies when they have eternity.
#55 years later#
It would be a lie to say Shikamaru Nara wasn't amazed by the little person he helped to make, that was currently being shown on screen, in front of him.
Although he didn't appreciate how his wife's hands were crushing him, due to her overwhelming worry and relief.
He did say that the baby would grow up to be fine, but she was still worried.
And truth be told, he was worried a bit to.
In front of them was a living breathing baby, boy.
They hadn't even figured out what to name yet, but it didn't seem to matter in that moment.
Suddenly the screen went black.
In fact, the power in the whole room went black.
However, before they could both panic and go into action, the power came back on.
They both relaxed when they saw that the scan was back on and they saw their child safe and sound.
The poor doctor know that they were both wondering if the Hospital had forgotten to pay the electricity bill.
Imagine the blunder if somebody had relied on a machine to survive in the room and the power went off.
Shortly after the incident, the baby was born and he was called Shikadai Nara.
Nobody, know that the blackout month's before was actually the backlash of something powerful fusing together with the child's very soul.
The curse that had been with humanity for thousands of years had landed on the boy who hadn't even taken his first breath, at that moment.
Shikadai Nara was destined to have a short life.
The boy grow up to be much like his father who had grown up too smart for his own good and found everything boring.
And due to who his parents were, he met children who were also kids, of people, who had left their mark on history.
So naturally, he met Baruto Uzamaki too and was encouraged to befriend him.
Sometimes, he didn't exactly like how history was being forced on him.
Not that he would ever truly say it out loud.
It felt like he didn't have his own identity, sometimes.
Like for an example...
He wouldn't have minded if he never met Baruto Uzamaki.
He wouldn't have minded not becoming a Ninja.
He wouldn't have minded not being in the same class as children who came from prominent clan's or had the Hokage own son in it.
He wouldn't have minded not carrying on the tradition of Ino–Shika–Chō for another generation.
He wouldn't have minded not being taught Shogi, by his father who was taught by his own father when he was his age or younger.
He was so much like his father that he just didn't feel like he had one defining treat that would cause people to say that was his and his alone.
It was all about tradition in his life and it got annoying real fast.
He envied Baruto because he could say it so freely.
This thought process all changed when he met a boy named Ryogi.
Ryogi was part of a thief group that advertised themselves to be the good guys by giving the money that they got, from stealing, to those who needed it.
It was nice playing a stranger who did not know who he was and had nobody to compare him to.
It was nice to extend a hand of friendship on his own and not because he was expected to.
It was the first time he had felt genuine attachment to somebody, he worked hard to gain.
When it was just him and Ryogi playing, they left their identities behind and all that mattered was the match.
However, who would have thought that it would end like this?
For the first time in his life, he had genuinely tried his very best and took action on a gut feeling alone.
And now he was covered in cuts and bruises and could barely even stand, he stared down his only friend he had ever actually made on his own.
The person responsible for the Thief group was gone but he had managed to shatter the illusion over his friend's mind and bring his real memories back.
He honestly never wanted to experience that again but it felt like he was starting to feel like he wasn't his father.
However, if he heard that he was going to be even more like his father, he would be super depressed.
Fate was about to cut him off.
When they got off the detached train, it happened.
The essence that was attached to his Soul before his birth, had apparently decided that he had lived long enough.
It suddenly woke up and began to attack his beating heart.
Shikadai felt a searing pain coming from his chest suddenly.
"Urk!" He said, of course, his pain-filled grunt was heard.
"Shikadai?" Ryogi said, turning to find his friend clenching his chest with both hands.
"Shikadai! What's wrong!?" Baruto said, he didn't like how Shikadai complexation had suddenly gone pale and he was sweating a lot.
"I'm, ok-URK!" He said, as another wave of pain shot through him, his knees started to give way.
Both of them were alarmed.
He was clearly not fine.
He needed to go to the hospital or have somebody check on him.
His vision started going blurry.
He did not even realize he was on the floor, clenching his heart.
His body was shutting down.
"SOMEBODY HELP!" Baruto yelled.
His yell alarmed those nearby and they recognized it instantly, including his own father.
All of them ran to see what was going on.
The Hokage who had taken care of the main target, suddenly appeared and was stunned to Shikamaru only child on the floor and in serious pain.
"Dad!" Baruto said, it was one of the rear times he was glad to see him. "There's something wrong with Shikadai!"
Naruto could clearly see that having the Fox check him, he found out that the problem was with his heart.
Shikadai was having a very fetal heart attack.
No parent wanted to hear, that their own child was having a heart attack.
Shikadai was barely aware of anything around him.
He just barely managed to hang on just to see his dad appearing in front of him.
His dad looked worried.
That was rear.
Then he passed out.
.
.
.
.
Shikadai began to resurface into consciousness.
"The kid finally revived, huh" Said, an unknown man's voice, making him instantly alarmed.
Did somebody poison him?
"Kid, we know that your awake. There is no hiding it" Said, an unknown females voice.
His eyes opened and he was stunned to see nine people he had never seen before, he was in some unknown room that looked to be inside an old mansion but his eyes were drawn to the most distinct feature in the room.
Those people surrounding him had blood red eyes.
Kidnapped?
"Relax kid. We're not going to hurt you" Said, a red-haired man going down to his height level. "Names Kise Wasabi. We've been waiting for 55 years for you. You really want out with a bang, huh? It was much cooler then my death. That's for sure."
"Huh?" He said, he could sense that nobody in the room was hostile.
But it didn't mean he trusted them.
Then he noticed, he wasn't wearing his usual ninja outfit but instead he was dressed all in black.
The kind of outfit that he only saw on people who were about to be buried in the ground.
He felt a shiver go down his spine.
"I don't even know how many times. I gave this explanation" Kise said, so many suicides... "All you need to know is that, when you passed out, you died. Everybody around you and your parents were devastated and even your father cried at your funeral. It's been actually a week since your funeral and if we didn't dig up your body, you would have woken up to extreme hunger and would have attacked anybody in sight."
Silence.
"Is Baruto, paying you guys to prank me?" Shikadai said, understandably.
"Believe what you wish kid." Kenji Uchiha said, shocking him how he looked like the pictures of Marada Uchiha he saw in books. "But this reality. We can even take you back to the Village if you want, but nobody is going to believe that you suddenly came back from the grave. Especially since your blood isn't that of a human being anymore. You'll be hunted down by everybody you know including your own parents."
He wasn't speaking from thin air but experience.
Unless people fiscally saw you rise from the grave, they would think that you're an imposter who choice of disguise was extremely poor.
Emotions would be sky high and everybody you know and love, would be after your head.
He had so many wounds from his so-called loved ones and that did not even include the ones from people who wanted to experiment on him.
"Here," Sanpa Uzumaki said, giving Shikadai something that looked like a camcorder. "I managed to record your funeral. I caught it well"
While everybody was wondering how she had managed to do that without anybody realizing.
Then she pressed play and what Shikadai saw next, was the longest and most life-changing minutes of his life.
The camera panned around to get the whole picture, he noticed his teammates and classmates right away, they were all dressed in black and not a single person was smiling.
Ryogi was standing next to Baruto.
His own parents looked dreadful as they to dawned the black, his father embraced his mother and both of his Uncles, had made the journey for the funeral.
Then Ninja's showed up, carrying something.
Shikadai eyes were wide when they moved to the very front and stopped before a person size ditch in the ground, they lowered whatever they were caring onto the ground and he was in complete shock to see his own body dressed in the exact same suit that he was currently wearing in the casket that was used to house dead people.
The Hokage himself came to the front of everybody in his own mourning clothes and said. "We are gathered here today in honour of a close friend of mine, only child, Shikadai Nara."
Shikadai mind just went black, as a lot of the females in the crowd started crying, even Chocho had mysteriously lost her appetite and was shedding tears.
Shikadai discretely know what he was seeing wasn't an illusion, the details were far too crazy and he could feel the raw emotion coming from the footage.
When it was over, his face was completely blank.
"Your just like us, now," Said, Kise getting out a mirror and showing Shikadai his face, the eyes that he had gotten for his mother and made him look like a girl, had become bloody red.
Seeing those eyes, he found that it was almost hypnotic in nature.
"KAI!" He yelled, trying to shatter whatever illusion he thought he was in.
Nothing happened.
He tried again.
Still, nothing happened.
Those eyes still stared at him and he was still in the room surrounded by red eyed strangers.
This was real.
"Kid, I hope you're not a crier," Kise said, "I don't like seeing kid's cry. When I found out that I was dead, I want into full rage and denial mode. It's hard to accept that you can never go back to your life. I'm sure somebody here can give you're a hug."
"What am I?" Came out of Shakadi mouth.
"Huh?" Somebody said.
"What am I?" Shakadai said, his Chi that he felt, trying to dispel what he thought was an illusion's, felt all wrong and foreign.
"You want to know what you are?' Kise said, before getting up and walking to the table, that Shakadai hadn't really took notice off until now.
The man grabbed something and walked towards him, blood was still leaking from it and Shakadai felt an unimaginable urge to eat whatever was in that hand.
It was like he was in a trance.
However, when he saw exactly what it was, it snapped him out of it due to horror.
"Kid, you know what this is, don't you?" Kise said, he could see it in his eyes.
And Shakadai did know what it was.
However, he wished he didn't.
A Human heart.
There was a huge difference between an animal's heart and a Human's heart if you put them alongside each other.
The trance was back and he drew closer, the smell and the sight of blood sending him crazy.
By the time he came to, he was covered in blood and the room was empty.
The heart was gone.
Little snippets of memory told him, exactly what happened to it and he wished he couldn't remember.
He had sucked the heart dry before eating it.
Red eyes.
A craving for human.
It sounded just like a Vampire.
But they weren't supposed to exist.
But how do you explain what he just did?
He had to accept that he was a Vampire.
And scene!
Next chapter, Shakadai, very quick to accept reality, decides to do some information gathering. He soon realizes that nobody gives a damn about who he is or has no expectation of him. His father shadow just doesn't exist where he is and the mansion, is surrounded by a village that seems to worship the very ground he walks on. Review/fav and follow!