~Blood ties~

Obito Uchiha was a joke amongst his clan, sharingan not activated even though he was eighteen, refusing to feed upon humans, never making his first kill, the list trailed on and on.

All Uchiha vampires weren't made by a vampire passing on their 'gift' to an ordinary human, they were actually born as babies as vampires since their clan had the ability to produce naturally. With this option it was considered disgusting to do anything less than bear an heir with one of their own, turning one of the cattle into a all powerful vampire? Disgraceful.

There wasn't a problem with inbreeding either since there were so many Clan members it was possible to marry someone one you weren't directly related too, at the same time blood lines had to be watched extremely carefully and arranged marriages were often formed to avoid that.

Normal vampires chose their mate based on the instinct they had inside that just made them know who their perfect other half, 'the one' mate would be. Uchiha vampires didn't believe in this nonsense choosing not to put so much faith in fairy tales and hope they had done enough for the Clan that would sway their Clan head to gift them a powerful partner.

Another few traits of the Uchiha vampires were arrogance, pride, a desire for power and it was expected of the married couples to work in a simple order, the female was strong but the male was stronger and always had complete dominance over his wife. No one disputed this as it was true. Until they sneered at the mockery that was Obito. Normally the current head of the Clan had no problem pairing up suitable partnerships where the male was always stronger but every female of appropriate age was stronger than Obito. Even the weakest who was fifteen years old could beat him in a fight without trying, it was a total nightmare having an Uchiha born vampire so pathetic. A terribly weak link in the chain that would do more good to be 'dismissed' but having one of their own disappear under dodgy circumstances would not do their reputation any better. So instead they kept him under the guise of 'Uchiha's will always avenge their own so don't mess with us' rather than actual care or affection. They didn't believe in such weaknesses as feelings.

Obito however did. Even though his families treatment hurt he couldn't stop himself from smiling whenever something made him happy, or laughing, or wearing orange tinted goggles because he liked the colour or the part of himself relieved he didn't have an arranged bride that he didn't like and not have her care about him. He wanted to trust himself to know who would complete him, he wanted to fall back to the ways of old and just find 'the one', the one that would be his lover, his companion, his mate. He never voiced his desires to his family since he knew they would scorn him, in fact the brunt of their cruelty had started when he was thirteen.

Due to a tradition that dated back to the founding of their Clan it was expected for an Uchiha to make their first kill unassisted with another member as witness following on their thirteenth year, he'd put it off as long as possible until he was finally forced to go. His witness had tailed him for four hours before IT happened, Obito had just about figured out how to fake a killing when his follower Artori had spotted a boy and girl around his age walking down a street. Obito had been too slow from stopping him knock out the boy or biting the girl but he'd managed to shove him off before he'd drained enough blood to kill her, Artori had been angry and amused at the same time. Thinking fast Obito had growled out "I want this one!"

Artori licked his lips "Considering how weak you are I'll let you have them both. Don't disappoint me idiot and I might tell them you actually made a kill." He vanished into the darkness.

Obito had stayed alert for a few minutes before finally tending the fading girl "Hey stay with me! You're gonna be OK, my names Obito who are you?"

The girl's unfocussed gaze murmured "Rin...Kakashi..."

He guessed she meant her silver haired friend "He's fine. Now I'm gonna wrap your wound up as best as I can and add some healing venom onto it, it won't turn you so don't worry. You'll be fine just stay awake."

Ripping his jacket sleeve to be a makeshift bandage he added pressure to the wound before dripping healing venom onto his hand and gently rubbing the punctures, they healed up instantly. He wrapped the bandage around her neck and ran towards a hospital in another village as fast as he dared promising to come back for her friend, he knew as long as she remained in this village Artori would always be able to track her blood from having tasted it. The only way she'd be safe is in a town two hours away, he hoped that his healing venom and the trauma of the night didn't cause her any memory loss but being no medic he couldn't be certain. Even if his healing abilities far surpassed any other Uchiha in the clan.

When he arrived at the town he dropped her into the hospital hanging around long enough to know she'd survive before heading back for her friend. As soon as he entered Konoha's gates though he was apprehended by an amused Artori. Who whispered cruelly in his ear "I won't be surprised if they stake you immediately for not only not making a kill but also failure to drink from a human and rescuing the victim. Tut tut little cousin."

Obito was dragged home before he could make sure the silver haired teen was OK and due to the rest the night of being scolded, basically put on trial for his actions and put on compound arrest as well as punished to go hungry for as long as it took for the message to sink in so he couldn't go back to check on him.

The whole purpose of the first hunt was to ensure a young vampire could survive on their own as well as prove their worth, until that age parents provided them with blood from their own hunts. Obito all ready drank minimum as it was since he didn't feel right living off the fluid which kept near enough everything alive. He didn't want to kill humans, he didn't want to drink their life source whilst watching the light drain away in their eyes as they slowly perished, he didn't even want to take a sip for the idea of drinking fresh human blood directly from the source turned his stomach slightly.

In secret he'd even been training himself to accept animal blood as his main diet and steadily over the years it had actually progressed to a point that he could live off it no longer needing human blood. Adjusting though had been a long and difficult process he'd started as a child, but there were simply some things in a beings nature that couldn't be changed overnight.

Vampires fed on people for a reason it was because drinking any other form of blood was the equivalent of swallowing mouldy milk mixed in with rotten meat on the first taste, then living off slim fast Minestrone soup the rest of the time. Not that it was a bad flavour just the initial first taste was so off putting that none dared a repeat.

Obito was either brave or stupid because even though he spewed his guts up after drinking cows blood from a steak he stole a chicken the next night and tried again, and again, and again no matter how many times his stomach rebelled he kept at it until at nine he could stomach an entire cup of sheep's blood without hurling. He'd also tried the tactic of living off human food as well but there were just some things he'd discovered vampires could not digest no matter how hard you worked at it. Obito walked out into the streets of Konoha not without saying a feeble "Goodbye." Back into the Clan compound as he did whenever he left, kinda like how one would 'See you later' to their families before going any where. As usual though none of his relatives waved or said 'See you later'.

Maybe it was a side affect of drinking animal blood but Obito was different yet again since he could walk out on cloudy days or sunsets without burning up into a crisp, there was no reply for him as always so he left with the sun sinking on the horizon.

The Uchiha compound was extremely well hidden from humans under complicated glamours that only an Uchiha or selected guests could know how to bypass. Which meant without knowing exactly what you were doing or where you going you were liable to get lost and as if the universe was playing a cosmic joke nine times out of ten, Obito still did. So when he found himself standing in an unfamiliar alley in Konoha all he could do was hang his head, sigh and mutter "Not again."

As mentioned before getting lost wasn't unusual getting home the same night however... well... let's just say sometimes he had to slum it hiding in abandoned factories out of the sunlight since none of his beloved family would come looking for him. Grumbling he shoved his hands in his pockets walking along the alleyway searching for any familiar land marks, which of course thus far were none.

Still wasn't all bad at least he was away from the compound without his relatives breathing down his neck with their fangs peeking just over the tops of their bottom lips which by the way was creepy. Unless he needing healing venom Obito didn't bother descending his fangs at all, also without the sharingan eyes he appeared human, just a regular person that happened to appear mostly at night. Knowing how easily he could pass as a human Obito had considered running away to another village dozens of times, sure it could work since he was confident that his family wouldn't put a bounty on his head and would be thrilled to be rid of him but at the same time he couldn't help feeling like there was something in his town tying him here preventing him from leaving. So he stayed. What that thing was he hadn't discovered yet, which is why on his walks into society he went with his gut instinct trying to find out just what it he was searching for.

Still nothing ventured nothing gained. So he kept looking despite the horrible disappointment that lingered hours after failing again and again. He paused when a tin can rolled past his foot, that was interesting, a scuffle then a sniff alerted him to the presence of an animal near by. He slowly looked to the left finding a scruffy yellow hound with a scarecrow symbol tied on his neck watching him, a vampire in his position should have been like 'Woohoo food!' but he couldn't bring himself to drink from live animals either, sometimes even he found himself utterly lame to all vampire kind. Tentatively he stretched out a palm "Come here fellah. Come on little guy I won't hurt you."

The dog tilted a head and padded forward, Obito grinned stupidly as he rubbed the canines ears. "Good boy. Good dog."

The dog woofed softly and thumped his tail in contentment as Obito crouched down to scratch him better. A sharp call of "BAKI!" ceased the moment as the dog's ears pricked up and obediently trotted to its master standing at he end of the alleyway with two other dogs at his heels. Obito patted his pants and stood up "Is he yours? If he is I'm sorry if I kept him."

The figure shrugged slouching against the wall letting the moonlight illuminate him partially. Obito felt himself double take as that feeling inside him that had been searching for so long lurched out the sight, it clawed at his chest like he imagined a rapid heartbeat would be. It also occurred to him that as he stepped a little closer that the guy figure was young man in a black leather trench coat most likely around his age with gravity defying silver hair and a sightless grey eye with a scar over it as well as a black mask covering the lower part of his face. He recognised him though, Kakashi wasn't it? Rin's friend he couldn't get back to.

He shuffled closer feeling an overwhelming happy haze settle in his system the closer he got, he managed to say "My name's Obito. Who are you?"

Hoping he was right on his assumptions and not crazy he waited for the guys name, the guy raised an eyebrow, Obito had the feeling if this whatever it was energy floating in the air that made him feel like he was in seventh heaven right now the guy wouldn't have answered but he responded "Kakashi."

The dogs laid down at their masters heels possibly sensing the mood or maybe just bored. Either way Obito wasn't aware of that all he could focus on was the wonderful person if front of him, the one responsible for the butterflies loose in his stomach, the happy light headedness the warmth tingling through his body. He so sure undoubtedly that Kakashi was 'the one' that thing he'd been looking for was his mate and at last he'd found him.