Author's Note

Argh... I still have not typed my chapter on Nocturne... arrrrrr.. i only update it monthly... nonetheless, since I managed to push this one out, so please do enjoy!

DREAMER1084: yea... he is in... =.=/ glad that i have not use too much "..." in the last chapter... but I really like to use it... orz

Prescripto13: glad you like it

Yanvi

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Kazuhiko released the last raven of the day by the balcony and raffled his hair as he took off his disguise, revealing his soft blond hair. It was just a beginning of an extremely busy week and he already felt tired. Even though his life span has been elongated, his, unlike the Sasaki, has a much smaller threshold limit. As one of the best doctor in the Namikaze, he knew that he is stepping into his middle age. He was concerned, not because of the temporary assignment, as the leader of the Sasaki, but obviously he cared for the men in the cellar, far away from the leader's suite in the building. He knew that with Madara's aid, there would not be any problems. However, he was concerned nonetheless. Unlike Lucifer's desire, Michael's desire was even more dangerous. It was due to the fact that the creator of this monster might not aware of it's existence at all.

At the same time, down in the cellar, An closed his eyes as he activated the alchemy circle. He followed the path of silver beam, which leaded to Kakashi's mind palace. This was not the first time and he hoped that it would be the last. He reached the entrance of a white building and sat on one of the garden chairs instead of the chaise longue by the swimming pool. He needed to wait and so he needed to be noticeable. He held out his pocket watch, which was attached to his waistcoat by a silver chain with 5 pendants. He looked at the watch as the time passed slowly. He thought of the time when he raised the child with Sakumo, as the mother passed away during childbirth. He had a child himself, once, for a very short period, even before he met Kazuhiko. He pulled his sight from the watch as he heard a small crack by the door.

A very tired and dirty silver haired vampire opened the door from the inside. "Ni-san," he addressed the older vampire. It was a hard trip, getting from his conscious to his mind palace. However, it was necessary and that he has no choice to reject. That was one of the purposes of the coffin. It would pull the prisoner's soul from his conscious to his mind palace, while the sin that he has committed would be waiting for him in the journey. It took him a while before he could push all the hands of the men that he has murmured away. He saw their fuming stares. They wanted revenges, he knew.

"Doumo," An thanked as he made his way in the house swiftly. He wiped his aniki's face clean as he drew a small alchemy circle on Kakashi's forehead, sending his soul into deep sleep. Staying awake in a cold coffin was not the best thing that to be experienced. His gaze moved along the long, wide staircase. As time passed by, there were more levels above and that the decoration was getting more elegant. He was somehow pleased to see such improvement, but it was not the time to admire. He needed to go up to close some of the doors in the higher level corridor. However, most important thing that he needed to complete was that he needed to pay a visit to the dungeon, where Michael's desire locked.

He took a sharp left turn, taking the narrow staircase down. He opened the steel door slowly, letting the warmth of the fire brushed his face. "Sakumo," he greeted.

"An-san," the said man replied as he withdrew the stoker from the fire. "It's the time again, isn't it?"

"Hai," An replied as he took a seat, right opposite of the man. He drank the tea that the man offered and studied the man's facial feature. Obviously, the man did not aged. It was due to the fact that he was not the man, he was not Hatake Sakumo, the priest of the Konoha, the Shiro Kiba. He was the man's remaining chakra as well as the memories of the man's son, Kakashi. When An and Sakumo concealed the monster, the latter concealed a small amount of his chakra, as the final lock of the cage.

Nonetheless, he was Sakumo, for which it wouldn't be changed. He was still the father of the young vampire and that he cared. "I really thankful for all your effort, An-san. I am so relief that you could look after him all these years. Sitting here only made me think of lots of random things, out of the blue moon. But then, Kakashi could not come here, and that I wish that there won't be such need."

"He won't be, not without my presence. I have promised you that day, Sakumo, when we ran out of options."

"I know. From the day that you kindly let me obtain the power of the Tsuki, I have known."

An pat the man's right hand, which was on the table, by his teacup, softly. There were lots of things that could be spoken, but then, for them, there was not such necessity. "I wish we can have more time to catch up. However, we need to get going. Lucifer gave me some information and so I need some estimation so that I can proceed; to extract this monster out."

Ooooo

Madara took the seat that was prepared for him earlier. He has been thinking a lot recently, regarding his future, or to be honest, his future with An. In some way, even he was stunned by his decisions; he would sacrifice if it were necessary. He knew what the vampire was planning to do; and that he needed another jinchuriki to contain the monster.

He closed his eyes as he recalled the time that he has spent with the vampire. He met the vampire when he was very young, with his otouto, Izuna in the forest. The Uchiha was not as strong as the time when they were formed an ally with the Senju. They were still the nomads, travelling around the countries, practicing their faith and shamanism. The vampire spent most of the time with them in the forest, teaching them the skills that they needed, in order to survive. He always admired the vampire, taking him as his role model. Somehow, as he grew older, he knew that it was not as simple as he had thought of. He sighed, as he thought of the assistant, who has been with the vampire for the years that he was not even exist in this world. He stopped his thoughts, as he knew that it was not important. Most important thing was that he needed to keep an eye on the vampire, pulling him out when it was indispensable.