I'm sorry for the long wait. I just couldn't bring myself to type the chapter out. Yeah, I'm lazy, and I know it. I will be graduating soon, so I'll have a lot more time to write. Hopefully, I'll update again in another week or so.
Itachi: If you weren't so lazy, you would have finished the story already.
Ayame: True, but I do what I want when I want to. Now give me a kiss.
Itachi: I refuse.
Ayame: (smiles) KisaIta.
Itachi: . . . You were saying love.
Ayame: That's what I like to hear.
Disclaimer: FBI Agents: (tied up) Please no more! It burns!
Ayame: Give me a break it. It's not even full blown out yaio. It's minor shonen-ai. (rolls eyes) Amateurs.
"Gaara . . . Gaara . . . Gaara . . . Helloooo! . . . . Mr. Red Head! Anyone in there! Calling Mr. homicidal!"
"What?" Gaara snapped at the brunette sitting beside him. Kiba only smiled though he squirmed under Gaara's glare.
"I have something very important I have to tell you."
"Tell Naruto," Gaara replied.
"But he already knows, and it involves Naruto."
Gaara turned his head, watching the activities outside the window. Kiba took that as the hint to go ahead and talk. Making sure no one was paying attention to them; he leaned over closer to Gaara. "Two nights ago, me and Naruto went into that abandoned mansion on the opposite side of town. You remember that dare Neji wanted us to do. Well, we went inside and well," Kiba glance around one more time to make sure no one was listening. "I think we met a real vampire."
Gaara stiffened slightly, but went unnoticed by the brunette.
"That's not even the scary part. When we tried to escape, he bit Naruto."
Gaara turned to look at Kiba. "Figment of your imagination." His eyes watched the raven transfer student walk into the room. Of course Gaara knew that the new student was a vampire. He could sense it the moment he walked through the door. What he did not know was that Naruto had been bitten. Gaara figured that Sasuke's presence in the school had distracted him enough to not think about the slight change in Naruto's scent, or maybe he thought that Naruto had been in contact with the guy earlier that day and some of the vampire's scent had rubbed off on him. Either way, he didn't think much of it, which is until now.
"Yeah right, do you really think I could make something like that up?" Kiba threw his hands up into the air, trying to get his point across.
Gaara glared at Kiba but stopped himself. He let a small smirk cross his features to scare Kiba. Needless to say, Kiba was wide eyed and almost shaking at the darkness that crossed Gaara's face with that smirk. "Your right. You're not smart enough. Now sit down and shut the hell up."
Kiba nodded fiercely and sat down without another word.
Everyone stared in horror and slight disgust as Naruto inhaled his ramen and drank the broth inside. When he finished, he slammed the bowl on the table, knocking over table condiments in the process. "So that's how you found out. Figures, he can't keep his mouth shut."
"Just like another person I know." Sasuke ignored the blonde's glares and took another sip of tea. He frowned a bit and took out a small vile from his pocket and added a few drops of its contents.
Neji hadn't said anything during the whole exchange nor did he show any reaction to the fact that Sasuke was a vampire. He did however seem to try to get as far away from Sasuke without it looking that way.
"It's amazing you can still eat that stuff due to your situation." Sasuke watched as Naruto began on his fifth bowl of ramen.
"Ramen is not food. It is the source of all life and the essence of all being."
The three other occupants in the room stared at him with a blank expression. Sasuke shook his head in amusement and let a chuckle slip through his lips. "Dobe, you are something else."
Naruto grinned and continued downing another helping of ramen with no signs of slowing. As Naruto was about to attack his sixth bowl of ramen, he paused. "Hey, what's that?"
The three other teens turned to the direction he was staring but didn't see anything out of the ordinary.
Naruto got up from his seat and crossed the room, oblivious to the odd glances he was receiving. He approached closet door that was ajar slightly. A small tuft of fur stuck out as well as clothes and other materials. He pulled on the tuft of fur and attached to it was an old beat up teddy bear. The seams were loose, stuffing was leaking out of its stomach and shoulder, and it was also missing an eye. Naruto stared at it long and hard. "Hey, Gaara, how long have we known each other?"
"Two years. We met in 9th grade." Gaara stared at the bear as well, tensing but only slight.
Sasuke noticed this as did Neji. "It's just a stuffed bear, Dobe. Come sit back down."
"No, I know I've seen this bear before." He didn't let his eyes off it. He concentrated a bit more before turning to face Gaara. "Are you sure we didn't know each other before that?" Naruto said this with all the seriousness he could muster.
"Hey, brat, stop right there!" A small boy no older than 5 or 6 with makeup on his face chased after a young blonde child.
"Only if you can catch me, Kankuro." The blonde's azure eyes shone with defiance. He clutched a small marionette puppet to his chest as he slid down the banister. He jumped off and continued running towards the kitchen.
"Please, stop." A small red hair child teared up as he watched his brother chase after the blonde. "Naruto-kun, give it back."
"Not until he says sorry." Naruto yelled.
Kankuro ran after him, accidentally pushing Gaara to the floor.
Naruto saw what happened and glared at Kankuro when Gaara began to cry. Kankuro glared back and snatched his puppet from Naruto and rushed off.
Naruto walked to the crying red head and squatted next to him. He picked up the teddy bear that lay at his feet and smiled. "Don't cry Gaara-kun. Everything is good. See." He handed the bear to Gaara who hugged it tightly.
Gaara smiled and wiped away at his tears. "Arigato," he said quietly.
Naruto grinned and took Gaara's hand. "Come on. Lunch is done. Jaraiya made us ramen." He pulled on Gaara's hand, pulling him to the kitchen behind him.
"No, I don't think so," Gaara lied. Gaara wasn't good at that. Lying. He usually didn't speak, so he never needed to lie. Neji and Sasuke had already caught onto the lie. He knew that, but Naruto just smiled. He trusted him. That idiot was so blind sometimes.
"Just wanted to make sure. I probably just saw something like it in the store." Naruto sat down again and continued with his ramen.
Gaara stole glances at Sasuke and Neji. Sasuke raised an eyebrow at him, but said nothing. He could understand why. Sasuke had lived long enough to know when to leave things alone. Neji on the other hand was trying not to get caught looking at him. He was jealous. He could tell. His brow was creased in anger slightly. He knew that Gaara was lying, and it was obvious to what conclusion he had come up with. He thought Gaara was in love with Naruto, but he didn't think it would work out between them, so he erased Naruto's mind. At least, it was probably something along those lines. The thought was kind of cute to Gaara, but he was worried. He didn't want Neji to question Naruto and bring up memories. That would come soon enough and Naruto wasn't prepared for the truth quite yet.
"Slow down Dobe before you choke yourself." Sasuke broke through Gaara's thoughts.
Naruto finished off the bowl and shoved it out of the way and patted his stomach. "That was good."
"It's a wonder how your still that thin when you eat that much." Sasuke gestured to the 7 bowls that were stacked on the table.
"Running from cops is very good excercise," Naruto said in a very bad Chinese accent.
Sasuke resisted a chuckle. "You really are an idiot." He scooted out of the way so the maid could reach the bowls.
Naruto brushed her hand away. "I can do it," he pulled off a smile that made her blush. She bowed and left but not before feeling a glare pointed her way from a certain Uchiha. "And I'm not an idiot, Teme. It's okay to joke around once in a while. You would know that too if you didn't have a stick shoved up your ass."
Sasuke snorted and turned to look at the surroundings a bit more.
Naruto grabbed the dishes off the table and proceeded to put them in the sink or tried to. He tripped over a rug, dropping and breaking most of the bowls.
"Way to go, Dobe."
Naruto glared. "Shove it, asshole."
"Is the first step done?" A soft velvet voice asked in the dim lighting of candles. The raven hair man sat in a chair with a book in his hand. His cold coal eyes watched the tall blue man sit across from him.
"Yeah, it's done." Kisame gave a shark tooth filled grin. "And you know what else?" Itachi looked back down to his book and turned the page. "I got a bit of information too. Turns out Hidan had been talking to Orochimaru recently. He's beginning to figure out that we don't trust him."
"He knows we don't trust him. Just like he is trying to use us, we're using him. Everyone knows this." He didn't bother to look up as he said this and turned the page in his book.
Kisame shrugged Itachi's comment off. "The other thing is that it turns out that the one we're after is living with your brother." Kisame smirked. He grabbed the Uchiha's attention.
"Is he now?" It didn't sound like a question. It sounded as if he could care less, but he was no longer reading. He stared at the book, but his eyes did not follow the words on the page.
"He's turning and is constantly under watch. The situation is definitely in his favor." He watched Itachi get up from his seat and blew out the candle, his hair curtaining his face as he bent down to do so. It was out of its usual ponytail, so it moved freely. His every move accented greatly by his flowing hair. Kisame wasn't gay as far as he knew, but even knowing this he could still fall in love with the Uchiha's features. He looked delicate like a girl, but he could strike a kill without remorse or thought. Kisame doubt the man could feel anything, but Itachi's acting skills would make one think twice about that. He could fake any emotion and be anyone. He had to have been a shinobi in a past life if not an actor.
Itachi flipped the light switch, and the lights came on in the room. "Then we'll just have to turn it back into our favor."
"You know; you could of just turned the lights on in the first place instead of lighting those damn candles, not that you need them in the first place."
"Habits are hard to break." Itachi replied.
"I can see that." Kisame pointed to Itachi's 19th century clothes. He wore a white button up shirt that had the sleeves rolled up to the middle forearm. He had a black silk vest and matching black pants.
Itachi ignored him. "Does Orochimaru know about the boy?"
"Not as far as I know. Kabuto goes to the same school as both of them. I'm sure he'll get suspicious if he doesn't know it. He looks just like Minato. He is kind of hard to miss." Kisame grabbed some dangos off the table. "It's only a matter of time before they pull a move."
"Then we'll have to make it first. Get me a meeting with Sasori no Akasuna."
"Problem with that, doesn't Deidara hate you? And I'm sure Sasori won't be happy if you interrupt them at this time of day."
"Minor details." Itachi walked over to the coffee table and ate a dango. "We must expose him and take care of Naruto before it's out of our hands."
"I'm warning you; don't move from this spot, Dobe. If you piss some one off-"
"They could disembowel me. I got it the first 10 times you said it." Naruto rolled his eyes. "Get on with your date already."
"It's not a date. I'm meeting a member from the counsel to begin your registration. It's an annoying thing I have to do in order to keep other vampires away from you."
"I'm still calling it a date. Why else would you meet in a vampire club?" Naruto leaned back in his seat. "And why did I have to come?"
"Just in case he or she wants to meet you," Sasuke said impatiently, looking at the clock on the wall. "I'm serious, stay-"
"Put." Naruto finished for him. "Yeah, yeah." He watched Sasuke disappear into a door in the back.
Loud music blared in the background, deafening any and all noise from other people. Naruto sat still for a grand total of 5 minutes before he couldn't stand being in one spot. He stood up and headed to the door, pulling out a cigarette and lighter in the process. The place was pretty empty, though it was midday so just like any normal club; he figured it would be busier later that night. He had no problems getting out. He recieved a few looks as he passed, but no one bothered him. Outside, he lit his cigarette and took a drag. It had been awhile since he had a smoke. He hadn't light up once since he met Sasuke. He felt the tension role of his shoulders, and he relaxed.
"Hey, you wouldn't happen to be Uzumaki, Naruto are you?" A tall man had walked up to him. He wore a high collar jacket on that covered over half of his face.
"Who wants to know?" Naruto felt his hair stand on end. He had a bad feeling about this.
You better run, kit.
What are you talking about you-
The next thing the blonde knew, he was doubled over in pain. He clutched his stomach and gasped for air. The man grabbed Naruto by his shirt and forced him to stand again.
"You don't seem like much for someone so special. You seem so . . . human." The man's voice sounded amused.
"Maybe because I am you asshole," Naruto panted out, but he glared anyway.
"Sure you are." He laughed.
"Let go of me." Naruto broke the man's grip and backed away.
"But you got some guts; I'll give you that much, kid. Let's see what you got." The man unbuttoned his black jacket to reveal his pale blue face and sharp teeth. He raised his fist and grounded his feet.
"I thought you would never ask." Naruto charged his right fist pulled back ready for a punch. He threw a jab toward the man's face, but the man dogged it with ease. He returned the assault with a punch of his own. The punch connected with Naruto's collar bone. Naruto flew back into the wall, bracing himself on impact to protect his head. He tried to stand up, but pain radiated from his shoulder. He clenched his teeth in pain.
"I'm kind of disappointed. I expected more from Kyuubi's container." Another kick was delivered to Naruto's stomach. Naruto coughed forcibly, blood trailing from the corner of his lips. "But it can't be helped." The man reached into the front of his jacket, his eyes trained on the boy with a twisted grin. He pulled out a broadsword covered in white bandages. Naruto couldn't fathom how he could hide such a large sword without it being noticeable but then again, the man was blue . . .
He lifted the sword above the teen's head. "Nothing personal, kid. Just following orders."
Fear enveloped Naruto's entire being. He was going to die. Just like that, by a man he never even met. He knew he had done a lot of shit to people, but he was sure nothing was bad enough to get himself killed. He shut his eyes tightly. Awaiting the blow. I'm not ready to die.
Who said you had to die, kit? A vague image of a man appeared in Naruto's mind. He was behind bars with a seal covering the lock. He sat in his cell with his fiery red hair covering most of his face. He held a smug smile on his face causing a fang to peek out from under his upper lip. I can save us.
Why would you save me? He gave the man a doubtful look. You never offered to help me before.
The man gave a chilling laugh. Simple, kit. If you die, so do I.
Do you think I'm stupid? If I give you control, you'll do ever thing you can to keep it.
That was true once upon a time, but who would want your body when now I can have my own?
Excuse me? Alarm crossed Naruto's face.
Never mind that now. Yes or No. He's about to swing. An all knowing smirk was glued to his face. Both fangs now clearly visible.
The sword came down hard and fast, but it was more like slow motion to the blonde. His eyes changed red and his scars became more pronounced. The blue man's eyes widened in surprise as Naruto caught the swinging blade with one hand.
Naruto pushed the blade back. The man stumbled, but regained his footing quickly, readying for another attack. The blonde stood with malevolence written on his crooked smile that covered his face. He tilted his head to both sides, cracking his neck then he rolled his left shoulder and flexed his hand. "That was some punch. You actually broke my collar bone." He licked the blood off his lips and his smirk widened. "Now let's have a real fight shall we." The moment Kisame blinked, Naruto had disappeared from his view.
A soft splash was heard behind him. He moved his sword to cover his back just in time to block the attack. A loud crack was heard as his fist connected. Kisame dropped the sword and turned to face him. He knew the sword would break if it took another hit; however, Naruto's hand had also taken heavy damage. Naruto's knuckles were dripping blood. They were shattered, but the boy did not even seem to notice. The blonde raised his fists again, daring for Kisame to come at him.
Kisame grinned in return. He ran at him and threw a serious of punches and kicks. Naruto evaded them all easily. Right, left, jump back, parry, duck. It was almost effortless for Naruto. Kisame's grin grew as his assault continued. He didn't think he would have so much fun with the brat.
Naruto caught one of the kicks and countered with his own, connecting with Kisame's jaw. Kisame fell to the ground, but he stood up quick enough, wiping the blood from his lips. Kisame and Naruto engaged in a stare down, seeing who would make the next move.
"Naruto!" Sasuke stood at the entrance of the club. His face was stoic and his eyes were shifting from Kisame and Naruto constantly. Worry was in his eyes, but it was masked pretty well. He could tell that Kisame was another vampire. He figured Naruto would pick a fight with someone the moment he wasn't looking. What really concerned him were Naruto's features. He was in that state again. No one had to tell him that that wasn't Naruto, but he couldn't decipher what it was exactly.
Kisame and Naruto now took notice of their location. They stood in the middle of the street. Cars stopped up both ways, honking at them to get out of the street. They hadn't even noticed the yells of profanity at them and the loud noise. They had also gathered a crowd of spectators, wondering if they were shooting a movie. However, neither of them could care less. As they were getting ready to resume their fight, another interference occurred.
"Kisame, that's enough." A raven hair man walked into the street. His voice wasn't that loud, but it could be heard over all the noise.
Naruto's red eyes watched the man. He looked like Sasuke, but he was darker, more mysterious, and held more power than Sasuke. A brief image of the painting Naruto saw a few days ago flashed though his head. He was sure about the man's identity. Kyuubi wasn't as slow as the blonde. Normally, he wouldn't care less, but curiosity was bugging him. Sasuke had said his family was dead, yet, here this man stood. Sasuke's shocked and hateful expression towards the man did not help him stop his curiosity either.
The raven picked up the sword and looked at Naruto silently. He barely took notice of the other raven running towards him until he stood in front of Naruto protectively. "Itachi," he muttered with so much malice that if the man he were speaking to were human, he would most likely drop dead. Unfortunately for Sasuke, he wasn't.
"Little brother," he nodded to him. His face was stoic, but nothing like Sasuke's stoic face. It truly had no expression. The perfect face of a doll. A beautiful face, but completely dead.
"Leave him alone. He has nothing to do with me." Sasuke said carefully, trying not to let his anger run him. He couldn't help but think of things he would like to do to his brother. He would personally love to rip out his intestines and strangle him with them or maybe rip off his gentiles and stuff it down his throat until it came out the other end, but that would have to wait. Naruto's safety came first.
"Who said he did?" was Itachi's cold reply. "Not everything is about you, Otouto." Itachi ignored the boy who was in a state of confusion. "Kisame, we are done here for today. Let us leave before unwanted attention shows up."
Kisame huffed and grabbed his blade from him. "You do know how to ruin a guy's fun." Itachi ignored him and began walking out of the street. The people on the side moving out of his way to let him pass. Kisame followed, but he didn't get the same special treatment as Itachi. He had to shove people out of his way.
Sasuke was thinking about going after him, but the smell of Naruto's blood stole his attention. Naruto's eyes faded back to blue, but a hint of red stayed. His breathing turned to short pants and he could no longer hold his own body weight. Sasuke caught him before he could completely collapse. He looked at his brother's retreat route and then at Naruto's semi-conscious form and growled in frustration. He threw Naruto on his back and walked to his car. He slid the teen into the passenger seat and hurried to the other side. He could hear sirens on the next street over. He cursed under his breath and drove of as fast as he could.
When he felt they were far away enough from the scene he took a glance at Naruto. He did another look to confirm what he just saw. He was healing, at an accelerated pace. Even if Naruto was turning, it would be impossible to heal that fast until he was about to complete his turn.
Naruto groaned in pain when he tried to move his arm. "Damn, asshole." Naruto muttered under his breath. You're doing that on purpose.
It's fun watching you in pain. I said I'd help you out, but I didn't say I'd heal the really painful stuff. You let it happen, so you can deal with it.
When I get my hands on you-
Get real, kit. Do you really think you can beat me? Kyuubi was silent for a moment, but when he began to speak again his voice was full of amusement. I'll tell you what. I'll stop making fun of you for a short while if you do one thing.
And what would that be? Naruto asked suspiciously.
I want you to figure out your feelings towards the Uchiha before you completely turn.
What? Naruto asked with confusion. What do you mean by that? The only feelings I have towards him is annoyance. Ever since I met him, he's caused me nothing but trouble.
You find trouble with or without him. And if that what you think, I feel sorry for him. Kyuubi's laugh filled his mind and Naruto became more irritated by the second. If he ever did find a way to lay his hands on Kyuubi, he'd be sure to make him suffer.
"Are you okay, Dobe?" Sasuke asked. He was beginning to worry when Naruto started to look angry then puzzled then back to irritated.
"Yeah, I'm fine," the blonde murmured. His eyes felt heavy. As time went by, they drifted shut.
Sasuke watched him fall asleep, granted he probably should have been watching the road so they wouldn't crash and possibly kill Naruto, but the blonde looked cute as he struggled to stay away. By the time he had fallen asleep, his eyes finally turned back to normal and the accelerated healing had slowed. Sasuke frowned at this. His brother had not come back for him. he came back for Naruto. Why? He had meant to ask Naruto if he had met the man before, but now that he thought about it, it would have been a stupid question. Naruto smelled like smoke. When he was searching for Naruto, he asked the doorman if he had seen him. The doorman said he had seen him going outside with a lighter and cigarette in his hand. If he was smoking, he doubt that he would pick a fight until he finished, and he didn't smell of smoke strong enough to have finished. The blue man must have approached him. The blue man worked for his brother or at least with his brother. His brother wouldn't have anyone start a fight without a purpose. This attacked was planned, but Naruto didn't know about vampires before he met him, and he definitely didn't know his brother. So why would his brother go after Naruto? There was nothing special about him yet, people knew of him. Sasori, Itachi, and apparently the counsel. The counsel was busy today and Sasuke ended up meeting with an assistant. When he told the assistant Naruto's name, the assistant said that Naruto's family was already registered. It wouldn't make sense though unless his parents were involved with vampires, but again in that case, Naruto would have known about vampires.
"Then what else is there?" Sasuke mumbled. Then it hit him. Naruto's other self. That had to be involved in all this.
Sasuke parked his Mercedes behind the mansion before leaning on the steering wheel. He sat there thinking of how that could be related to anything, but nothing sensible came to mind. He looked at the sleeping idiot and smiled. "You are definitely more trouble than you're worth aren't you?"
Naruto's head fell forward, making it look like a nod.
Sasuke chuckled. "You are such a dobe."
So how was that? It's longer than usual to make up all that time I didn't update. Please review. It would really make me happy. Especially since all my friends around me has a boyfriend and I don't. Never have and probably never will, and I always seem to get stood up at the movie theaters by my 'freinds'. Every single time. And it just so happens to be raining that same day. (sigh) At least my manga won't betray me. (watches mom take away manga) Noooooo!!!!!