Warning: Yaoi. Maybe lemon in next chapter. Rated M for language and content.

Author's Note: This is AU. It has to do with vampires and Naruto, so yeah. Oh, and Itachi's not related to Sasuke in this. Remember, this is an AU fanfiction.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy the first chapter. :3

The night was unnaturally quiet, the lights of the city flashing across the clouds in the sky and illuminating them. Dark eyes stared out over the city; he was crouched on the roof of one of the taller buildings, his hands folded infront of him. Short breezes caught his dark strands of hair, tossing them about his face.

He didn't seem bothered by it.

Sasuke closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath as he stood. Again the pools of black opened as he gazed at the neon signs of the city and dark alleys. A soft sigh left his lips as he turned, making his way toward the door that led inside the building. His footsteps echoed as he walked down the lonely stairs, his gaze on the floor. Sasuke's navy sandals hit the floor as he stepped off the bottom step, dark eyes shifting around the dark room quickly.

He felt like he was being watched. But there was no one there. The raven shook his head, his sandals scraping against the floor as he walked toward the door, his hands shoved in his pockets.

Anyone else probably wouldn't have noticed it; it would have been nothing to them.

But Sasuke noticed.

Breathing.

There was someone in there with him, in the shadows, watching him. He paused, staring ahead at the door and listening to the sound of the soft breathing. From the way the person was breathing, only occasionally, it was almost as if they didn't need to...

Sasuke tensed up. He continued to stare at the door, less than five feet away from where he stood, listening as the breathing stopped. He didn't move when he heard the one watching him shift and take a few steps forward; it was only when he heard his name slip from the other's lips did his head snap toward him, his eyes narrowing into slits and his teeth gritting.

"Sasuke."

"Itachi..."

Red eyes met black as the pair stared at each other. It was as if Itachi had expected the attack; the instant the younger launched himself at Itachi, he had moved - too quickly for a human. In the time it took Sasuke to lunge, Itachi had appeared behind him and grabbed hold of both of his arms, forcing the younger of the two against the wall. The raven winced, a low hiss escaping his throat as he struggled against the iron grip that held him.

And, truthfully, Itachi wasn't even trying to hold Sasuke in place.

He leaned down toward Sasuke's ear, a faint smirk playing as he lips as he whispered. "Still trying to kill me?" The raven snarled, his eyes snapping open and glaring at Itachi from the corner of his eye. "I will kill you!" he hissed, his voice laced with venom.

Itachi almost laughed.

"You can't even touch me. You're weak." As if to prove his point, Itachi tightened his grip on Sasuke's arms, pushing him harder against the wall, his smirk still playing on his lips as he watched Sasuke wince in pain. Dark eyes clenched shut. He could feel the strain on his ribs; if Itachi were to push a little harder, they'd crack.

That's what Sasuke expected, actually; to feel his ribs crack suddenly. But instead, Itachi's finger curled into his silky hair, pulling his back and then slamming it forward into the wall. The younger didn't even have the chance to cry out before he was unconscious, falling limp. Red eyes stared dully at the boy that had fallen into his arms, listening to his steady breathing. With ease Itachi lifted the younger over his shoulder, making his way back toward the staircase and setting him down next to it; Sasuke's head lolled to the side, his hair falling into his face.

Itachi stood.

His eyes searched through the abandoned building, finally finding what he was looking for. He bent, one hand curling around the short, thin pipe that lay on the floor. Itachi glanced back toward Sasuke, and with his free hand he took both of his hands and lifted them above his head, up against one of the metal beams that held the rail up. Quickly, he slid the pipe behind the rail; he released Sasuke's hands, and Itachi quickly bent the thin pipe around them before his arms fell forward again.

It was easy for him.

He stepped back, smirking slightly. Sasuke wouldn't wake up anytime soon, and when he did he'd have to get himself free.

Itachi made his way toward the door, his long hair flowing behind him; normally, he would have knocked the boy unconscious and left him there. Sasuke would wake up and come after him again, unless it was light out.

But this time, Itachi didn't want to take the chance of the raven awakening. After all, he had things to do tonight...

"Geez, Hinata, your boobs must have made you heavy!"

There was a quiet gasp, and an exclaimation of "Kiba-kun!" followed by a loud bark; any passersby would have easily been able to tell what had happened. Kiba lay on the asphalt with a blushing Hinata on top of him, too stunned to move. Nearby, a blinking little blonde stood, confused. He was bent over slightly, his foot stuck out.

It was obvious.

Naruto had bent over to pick up lose change, Hinata had tripped over his foot, and Kiba had been the one to take the brunt of the fall. By this point, a pink haired girl had taken the other girl's hand and pulled her up, and Kiba was sitting up and brushing himself off with a grin. "G-Gomenasai, Kiba-kun!" the dark haired girl exclaimed, one finger to her lip as she stared down at her friend.

Kiba just laughed. "S'alright, Hinata, no worries! If anything, it's his fault!"

One hand lifted, pointing toward the blonde who glared. "Hey! It's not my fault! I didn't mean to trip her!"

"What the hell ever!"

A rather annoyed Neji leaned against the graffied wall, white eyes closing as he listened to the pair argue. His cousin would apologize every so often, or say something along the lines of 'Y-You shouldn't be fighing like that...'. At the moment, he felt more like he was babysitting rather than hanging around his group of friends; not all of his friends, mind you. His dark brown hair waved in the wind as he waited for them to either beat the shit out of each other or find something better to do.

"Alright you two, cut it out!" came the voice of Sakura, who was clearly annoyed as she crossed her arms over her chest, wrinkling the light pink tanktop slightly. Naruto blinked, sticking his tongue out toward Kiba before he grinned at his pink haired friend. "You're right, Sakura! 'Sides, don't you and Neji need to get home soon, Hinata?" he inquired, glancing toward the flushed Hyuuga heiress.

She nodded slightly.

"Hn. Well we better get going, or Hiashi-sama will have a cow." Neji pushed away from the wall, pushing passed Sakura and walking down the asphalt sidewalk once more. Kiba grinned, getting up off the ground and glancing toward Sakura, winking toward her. The girl scoffed, waving her hand somewhat dismissively as she passed the boy. "Listen here, Inuzuka, no touchie feely this time home, alright? Three foot distance, got it?" she questioned, pointing a finger at the boy. He lifted his hands in a defeated manner, the grin never leaving his face.

"Right, right. That was a one time thing! Hey, see you guys later!"

Kiba and Sakura waved to the trio ahead of them, turning down another street and pushing their way through the passersby. The little blonde waved after them, turning his attention to something Neji was asking him moments later. "What are you going to do when you get home?" Naruto shrugged.

"Watch some tv, maybe get on MSN, eat junk food. The usual!" he replied, folding his arms behind his head as he walked along. "What about you guys?" Neji didn't reply at first. Instead, it was Hinata. "We-Well... Um, otousan is taking me up to Byakugan tomorrow to, well, learn how to take it over..."

Byakugan - the biggest business in the city. It made everything from cars to high-tech computers to mechanical pencils. And Hinata was the heir to the company.

"What about you Neji?"

The older boy shrugged, folding his arms over his chest. "Whatever I feel like doing, I guess."

Cerulean blue eyes narrowed into a glare. "Yeah, because that tells me so much!" Hinata surpressed a light giggle with her hand. The trio entered the parking garage and Neji hadn't even pulled his keys from his pocket to unlock the doors before Naruto sprinted up to the white camarro, shouting over his shoulder "Shot gun!".

And the instant he touched the handle, the alarm went off. Which, in turn, caused several other car alarms to scream loudly. Neji growled as he lifted both hands to his ears, yelling over the alarms screeching into the night. "Way to go, loser!" The eldest Hyuuga turned the alarm off with a click of a button, though they still had the others to deal with. Naruto grinned sheepishly as he pulled the door open, the familar 'Ding, ding, ding' sound filling his ears which indicated the door was open.

As if it wasn't obvious.

Neji slid into the drivers seat, and Hinata was content with the back.

One hand found the right key and shoved it into the ignition, turning it away from his body; immediately, the sound of the engine starting up greeted the three, and Neji released the key, placing both hands onto the steering wheel. By this time, most of the alarms had been turned off. With ease, the older Hyuuga pulled out of the parking space, leaving the garage and pulling out onto the street.

After a few moments of silence, Naruto groaned. "It's too quiet!" he complained, leaning forward in his seat and fiddling with the radio. Neji rolled his eyes. "Stop messing with my radio."

"Maybe if you two talked or something, I wouldn't have to! Hey Hinata, what do you want to listen to?" Naruto inquired, glancing over his shoulder between his and Neji's seats at the girl.

She jumped slightly, one hand lifting to her lips as her cheeks tinted a very light pink. "Well... I-It doesn't matter, whatever yo-you want, Naruto-kun." It was a hesitant reply. That was one thing Naruto had always found odd about Hinata; she always stuttered, was always hesitant. He, on the other hand, hardly ever stuttered, if at all, and always acted before he thought. After a few more moments of fiddling, he grunted in annoyance and slumped back into his seat.

If it wasn't music that died 20 years ago it was some country song singing about farming. Who the hell could listen to a song about farming?

Neji seemed slightly amused, actually, and chuckled softly at his friend's grumpiness. The scene had changed drastically as they drove forward. New buildings had given way to crumbling old buildings that looked as if a feather landing on them would make them topple: there were no longer any people bustling along in business suits, instead bums in tattered clothing walking along: where before there was only graffiti occasionally, now almost every wall was covered in it.

This was the neighborhood Naruto grew up in.

Most of his other friends on the more "rich" side of the city, while he was down here. It was so bad, his run-down apartment was probably one of the more attractive buildings in the area. Several of his friends had insisted on him coming to live with them, but he always refused and told them he would be perfectly fine by himself.

Neji eased the car to the side of the street, stopping and putting it in park before turning to his blonde friend.

"Really, Hiashi-sama probably would let you stay wi-"

"I've told you guys a thousand times! I'm going to be just fine here!"

The older Hyuuga rolled his eyes, turning forward in his seat and putting his hands back on the steering wheel. Naruto placed one hand on the handle before Hinata spoke. "We're just, um, well... we're worried, Naruto-kun..." she stuttered out, the sleeve of her shirt covering part of her lips. The Uzumaki blinked before smiling. "Heh, don't worry about me, Hinata! You just worry about learning how to run Byakugan, alright? See you later guys!"

He pushed the door open, stepping out and slamming it once more. Cerulean blue eyes watched Neji pulled on the gear shift and start to pull away, and Naruto waved to the pair as Neji made a U-turn (seeming to ignore the fact that it was illegal, due to the area they were in) and drove off. The blonde grinned, turning and sprinting up to the apartment door, entering the building and jogging up the stairs toward his apartment.

Slowly Naruto made his way down the corridor, his footsteps muted on the shaggy blue carpet. As he reached his door, the little blonde reached into his pocket, pulling out a keycard and sliding it through the designated slot, the sound of the door clicking open familar; one hand pushed the door open as he stepped inside, tossing the keycard onto the nearby kitchen counter.

The blonde's apartment was actually really nice. Last summer, his friends had gotten him to swallow his pride and had helped him fix the place up: new paint, carpeting, lighting, doors, furniture, and appliances. Neji and Hinata had paid for most everything, despite Naruto's complaints. Before, it was probably the worst living space in the entire apartment building. After all, the Uzumaki had to stay somewhere cheap, since he didn't have a full-time job and couldn't pay for alot of things.

Naruto stretched as he plopped down on the couch, reaching over and picking the remote up to turn the tv on.

Rapidly, he flipped through the channels before stopping it on some movie he'd seen several times before; there was nothing else on this late at night. After a few moments of watching the familar scene, he stood and made his way toward the pantry in the kitchen, pulling a blue popcorn bag from a box and tossing it into the microwave. The smell of salty butter filled his apartment as he reached up into the cabinet to pull a large orange bowl from it; the microwave beeped four times, and he retrieved the bag of popcorn.

"Gah! That's hot!" Naruto dropped the bag onto the counter, sticking his heated finger in his mouth and sucking on it gently.

Being more careful, the Uzumaki pulled the opening of the bag apart, dropping the popcorn into the bowl and trying to pick out the burnt pieces and the unpopped kernels. It was as he was making his way back toward the couch, popcorn bowl in hand, that he heard it.

It sounded like footsteps.

Inside his apartment.

Naruto froze, his heart racing. Immediately, cerulean blue eyes snapped toward the door: closed. Then they flew toward the french doors that opened up onto the balcony: closed as well. His rapid beating heart slowed down, and the little blonde scolded himself. "Stupid nerves..." He jogged toward the couch, leaping over and plopping down onto it. Naruto tossed a piece of popcorn into the air, catching it in his mouth before he began to watch the movie again.

The credits were going by when the footsteps sounded again. This time, instantly Naruto dropped the empty bowl of popcorn to the floor, diving toward the table next to the couch and lifting the phone to his ear, dialing the first number that came to his mind. It rang three times before someone answered.

"Hello?" It was Neji's voice.

"Neji? I think someone's in my house!"

"What do you mean 'you think someone's in your house'? You have it locked, don't you?"

"Yeah, but still! What if there is someone in here?"

There was an irritated sigh on the other end of the line. "You sound like a girl, Naruto." The blonde fumed. "Shut the fuck up, Neji! I'm just worried, okay?!" he shouted into the phone.

"Alright, alright, calm down. You want me to come over or something?"

"Yeah, thanks Neji. That's be great if you did."

"Hold on, I'm on my way." The tone that followed afterward told Naruto that his friend had hung up. The blonde replaced the phone, resting his chin on the armrest of the couch and clutching one of throw pillows to his chest as he did so. Neji's right, I do sound like a girl. What the hell is wrong with me? There's people above me, goddamnit! Of course I'm hearing footsteps! he thought with a small sigh, pushing himself up into a sitting position and bending down to retrieve the discared bowl, which was upside down.

He didn't feel like getting up. With a grunt, Naruto flung the bowl toward the sink, grinning widely as it landed on the edge of the sink and then fell into it. "Score." The little blonde glanced back toward the tv; he'd muted it when the movie had ended, and now he watched a commercial about 'Natural Male Enhancement' flash across the television screen. One hand gripped the remote, pushing the On/Off button before setting the device back on the table. He closed his eyes, leaning back against the couch and pulling the throw pillow onto his lap.

Five minutes passed, and Naruto had fallen into a half-sleep.

However, he was wrenched from that slumber at the sudden ringing of the phone, jumping slightly before turning to glare at the phone. Naruto reached over, picking it up and putting the receiver to his ear. "Yeah?"

"I'm grounded."

"WHAT?! For what?!"

"Apparently for trying to leave after my curfew. I explained to Hiashi-sama, but he won't have it. Sorry Naruto."

Naruto put a hand to his forehead, leaning back against the couch. "Don't you have a car? Just leave!"

"That's kinda hard to do when he took my keys, baka. He won't let neither Hinata nor I leave. Can you come over here?"

"Nah, I'll be fine. I was just overreacting anyway, I think."

"You sure?" Naruto noted the hint of worry in Neji's voice and chuckled slightly.

"'Course! Sorry for bothering you. Catch you tomorrow, Neji."

There was a murmur of "Yeah bye" before Naruto pressed the Talk button, letting his hand drop from his ear lazily. Naruto stared above the tv for a moment before he reached over, putting the phone back in its place. He flopped down on the couch, landing on his side and curling up slightly, clutching the pillow to his chest. Soon, he was sleeping lightly.

Naruto awoke to footsteps again. Cerulean blue eyes snapped open, staring ahead. His heart was beating rapidly as he lifted his gaze to stare at the clock above the tv; it was too late for anyone else in the apartment building to be awake still. Normally, Naruto was the last one awake. He knew because sometimes he woke the other tenants up and they would come down to yell at the, putting it kindly, "obnoxious little shithead that woke them up nearly ever damn night".

Rapidly, the blonde sprang to his feet, sprinting quietly toward the closet and pulling a baseball bat, gripping it in both hands. Whoever was in there was getting their head flattened. Cerulean blue eyes narrowed as he searched the living room, glancing into the kitchen and entry way: nothing yet. Slowly, Naruto made his way down the hallway. There was no one in his bedroom.

He crept toward the bathroom, gripping the bat tightly. Suddenly, the door opened, and Naruto cried out at the figure that appeared, swinging the bat; said figure ducked, and the bat smashed against the wall, splintering with the impact. He was about to swing it again when he heard the familar voice. "Naruto! It's me, calm down! You're so damn troublesome!"

The Uzumaki blinked.

"Shikamaru, what're you doing here?" The brunette scratched his head slightly. "Neji called me and told me to check up on you. But you had to go and nearly kill me," the lazy boy replied, shoving his hands into his jeans pockets. Naruto grinned. "Sorry, I thought you were some wierdo or something! How'd you get in here anyway?"

Immediately, he whipped out a keycard that was similar to Naruto's.

"You left this at my house that one time you slept over, remember? When you had to get a new one from your landlord? I used this."

Naruto smiled sheepishly. "Eh, heh, sorry 'bout that. And sorry about nearly taking your head off." Shikamaru shook his head. "You could have, with the force of that blow. It splintered your bat; no wonder you're the one with the most homeruns hit on our team." One of the blonde's hands lifted, scratching at his head awkwardly as he grinned.

Shikamaru shook his head, pushing passed his shorter friend and making his way into the living room. He watched the little blonde toss the broken bat back into the closet, then as Naruto plopped back down on the couch. "I can't stay for long. Mom didn't even want me leaving to check on you; she was having a cow." The blonde rolled his eyes.

"She's always having a cow."

"That's what they do; women are just troublesome like that," Shikamaru smiled faintly. "You gonna be alright by yourself?" Naruto nodded rapidly, glancing toward the clock above the tv then back toward his pony-tailed friend. "'Course. Sorry for worrying you guys, by the way!"

The lazy boy shrugged.

"Talk to you tomorrow, then."

Shikamaru turned and left, leaving Naruto in his apartment alone. Cerulean blue eyes closed again; this time, Naruto was more peaceful looking as he drifted off into sleep.

And he never noticed the red eyes watching him from just beyond the balcony.

Squee. First chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it.

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