Angel Of Darkness

Chapter Eight: Not Yet

"I hate you,"

"That's nice," Madara hummed uncaringly as he flipped the page of his newspaper.

Itachi set his backpack down beside his bed. Throwing his covers aside, Itachi lay down on his bed and pulled his pillow to himself. A few minutes later, Madara looked up from what he was reading and looked at Itachi who was resting on his side, hugging a large white pillow. He looked like he was about ready to fall asleep and Madara would let him, if what Itachi had just said didn't bother the heck out of him.

It wasn't common for Itachi to tell him that he hated him. Something must be bugging him again, "What have you been up to today?" he asked.

Itachi shrugged, "Don't know," he mumbled.

Madara raised a questioning eyebrow, "what do you mean you don't know? It is your life, and if I know you well, you do not just do anything without knowing what it is you did. I hardly saw you today. What did you do?"

Itachi sighed, "A lot of things happened today," and that was all he said. At least, that was as much as he was going to tell Madara. His 'Father' did not have to know anything about what he had been up to today. After all, Itachi felt like he was old enough to keep secrets. He knew that his age didn't come anywhere near how old Madara was, and compare to him, he was a child, but Itachi could care less about age gaps right now.

Especially when he knew that he was up to no good.

Madara let the newspaper drop to the floor as he stood up and walked over to Itachi.

The boy had his eyes closed.

He shook his head, "Sometimes I think that you keep things to yourself to torture those around you, especially Izuna and me." Itachi opened his eyes and looked over at Madara with a slight glare. "Come on brat, get up. It's late and we have yet to feed." Madara moved away from Itachi's bed and towards the door.

Itachi reluctantly pushed his pillow aside, stood up, and followed after his father.

"God is it only Wednesday," Kakashi muttered to himself as he stood beside his classroom, listening to all the students talking inside.

All of them, damned children that never shut their mouths, and had minds full of opinions and silly notions of love that he could never understand, all stinky and unable to care for themselves, yet thinking they were all that and shit. Sighing to himself, he thought of the million other things that he could be doing right now, like fucking Iruka into his desk.

Smirking at his own thought, he pulled out his special orange book and began to read.

"Um, Mr. Sarutobi," Kakashi froze and brought his book down to see that one of his students had caught him standing outside of the classroom. He raised an eyebrow when he saw that it was Uchiha Sasuke. "Good morning," the boy stoically said, looking at him with a sardonic cold look.

Somehow that look made Kakashi feel ashamed.

Clearing his throat, and trying to seem his best professional self he straightened out. "Uchiha, why aren't you in class?"

The boy smirked, "I could ask you the same thing," and the look in his eye was challenging.

Already, Kakashi could tell that this kid had no respect for his elders. In especially he, now that the kid had caught him ditching class. He had dug his own grave with this one, and he would suffer, if he did not find a way to take control of the situation.

"I'm the teacher. I'm allowed to stand out here." It was lame, but it was the best that he could come up with right now.

"Oh," Funny how Sasuke could make it look like he didn't give a damn about what he was saying. Kakashi decided to still dignify himself.

"Yes, now what is your excuse?"

Sasuke reached into his pants pocket, and pulled out a neat note. "I was at the library doing research. I had the librarian there write me an excuse note for being late. Although, I wouldn't think it would be necessary, seeing how late you usually come to class." Sasuke held the note out to Kakashi, and the silver haired professor looked at it with caution, before reaching out for it.

He was not sure if he trusted Sasuke enough to say if his story was true or not, but looking at the note there was no denying it. It was neatly written in Obito's handwriting, and adorably signed. Obito was always a sweetheart to others, and incredibly soft that Kakashi often wondered if he belonged in a school.

"Well, you have a good alibi," Kakashi muttered and handed the note back to Sasuke. He moved aside and Sasuke shook his head as he moved to open the door. He paused though, and turned to sharply look at Kakashi. Kakashi noticed this and gave Sasuke an annoyed look. "What?"

"I was just wondering, what is your reasoning for always coming late to class," Sasuke hummed, and then turned the knob to open the door. He gave Kakashi a questioning look and then walked inside. Sasuke knew the answer to this, but he wondered if Kakashi did.

Kakashi froze, wondering what made Sasuke ask him such a thing. No one had ever dared question his tardiness. It was just the way he was, ever since he was young, as far as he could ever remember…

As soon as Sasuke was inside of the classroom, he headed towards his desk. Naruto was in his own desk already chatting it up with other people.

Sasuke didn't care.

What bothered him right now was that someone else was sitting in his seat, a boy with shaggy brown hair, and what looked to be two odd red marks on each of his cheeks. He tilted his head at him, making the boy turn away from talking to Gaara and face him.

"Oh hey, am I in your seat?" Sasuke nodded his head once and the boy jumped out of the seat. "Sorry about that,"

"It's alright," Sasuke said, "You are?"

"Inuzuka Kiba!" the boy happily introduced himself, sticking his hand out to shake Sasuke's. Sasuke looked at it, and then looked up at Kiba, raising an eyebrow. This seemed to make Kiba self-conscious and he lowered it.

"He's also bad news," Gaara added, making Kiba turn to him with a hopeless look on his face.

"I'm not, that's mean Gaara," Kiba seemed to pout and Gaara huffed, turning his head away. Sasuke stiffened when he felt a strange presence, not human. Suddenly out of the boy's hood a small puppy stuck its head out and barked once, as he looked at Sasuke with an angry look. It then growled before starting to bark several time. "Akamaru," Kiba said in slight surprise.

Sasuke nearly hissed at the dog, but caught himself. Kiba looked at the puppy and started to coo at it. He had never seen Akamaru get so irritated, usually the puppy did more sleeping than anything else.

"Move out of the way," Sasuke said with hot hostility and Kiba completely moved out of his way. Gaara sent him a smirk and Kiba decided to find a seat and watched as Sasuke sat down.

The boy was odd…or not, maybe there was just something odd about his presence. He looked normal, but there was something not normal. Narrowing his eyes, he found a seat but kept his eyes on Sasuke as the boy turned to Gaara and the two seemed to start talking.

Wow, and he had thought Gaara was weird.

That raven haired kid was even weirder. For some reason he gave him a bad vive. Not only from the fact that Akamaru was still lightly growling and doing some whimpering, but also because of the way he had acted and looked.

There was something dangerous there. Kiba sighed, but he couldn't help but every now and then look over his shoulder to both Sasuke and Gaara.

Ten minutes later, the teacher came in and he started the class. Everyone seemed disappointed that he had shown up.

Through the lesson, Kiba couldn't concentrate. He didn't like that the raven haired boy was sitting next to Gaara and he didn't like how friendly they seemed with each other. He found it suspicious that the boy stood up as soon as class was dismissed and left.

He had not even taken notes on the lecture!

This really bothered him.

Sasuke was completely annoyed. Kiba had blatantly glared at him through the whole lesson and no doubt suspected him. He already didn't like Kiba and he could feel like the brunet was following him. Dog person was all Sasuke could label him as, and like Gaara had said, bad news. Dog people always were.

Somehow dogs could always tell when you were a vampire, and dog people were just as intuitive as their pets. Sasuke also wasn't thinking that it was every pet owner, no; it was more the people that breaded their dogs and built strong bonds with them.

Right now all he could do was avoid Inuzuka as much as possible.

Naruto on the other hand was having different problem.

As soon as he saw that Sasuke was getting out of class, he decided to follow him, but when he made it outside, he was stopped by someone he had not expected to see.

Inuzuka Neji, the boy who kept asking him out no matter how many times he said no. It would always get on Naruto's nerves, but for some reason he found himself still being friendly with him.

"Hello Naruto," Neji charmingly greeted, that annoying smile of his ever present on his stupid face.

"Neji," Naruto greeted with a slight nod. "What are you doing here?"

"Obviously, looking for you," Neji reached his hand out to brush it on Naruto's arm. The blond flinched, taking a step back away from him. "How have you been?" Neji asked as he ignored the reaction.

"Good," Naruto was apprehensive and took another step back.

"I was wondering….if," Neji shrugged, seeming shy, "If I could walk you to your next class," just as he finished saying that, Gaara walked out of the classroom and possessively wrapped his arm around his brother's arm.

"Sorry, he's walking to class with me," he then tugged on Naruto's arm, "Come on little brother," he said, sending a glare to Neji.

Naruto looked grateful that his brother had pulled him out of that situation. After all, Naruto had a hard time saying no. Neji glared at Gaara's back as he watched both brothers walk away.

"Thanks," Naruto said with great relief.

"No problem," Gaara responded. "But you have got to learn to say no to everything that he says and not just his dates," Gaara reprimanded.

Naruto scoffed, "You have no idea how hard it is! I mean, it's like walk me to class and it's like sure, what's the harm"

"You want harm to it?" Gaara asked, and before Naruto could answer him he said, "It's like leading him on! He will think that you like him and in the end he's going to be so hurt that you don't feel the same way about you, is that harm enough?"

Naruto rolled his eyes, "Okay, I get it."

When the time for lunch came, Izuna found himself pouting.

He had been counting every day since his game had started and he was starting to feel annoyed that he couldn't figure out who the goose was.

He had to wonder if anyone had been tagged, like Itachi, or Madara. He knew Sasuke was a clever boy; he could have tagged anyone and even compelled that anyone to tug anyone else. Sighing to himself he decided he needed to go eat or do something to keep him from going crazy. He couldn't risk Madara finding him right now, what if he had been tagged? Izuna was really starting to dislike this game.

"Mom!"

Izuna froze on his step and turned around to see Sasuke coming towards him. The boy was pouting. Izuna could only figure that something was wrong. "What do you want little brat?"

"I can't find my book. You know that old one that you gave me- did you take it back?" Sasuke narrowed his eyes suspiciously. Izuna quirked an eyebrow in disbelief to what Sasuke was asking him.

"I gave you several 'old books'" He narrowed his own eyes. "I never took any of them back, why would I? I gave them to you to study and learn more on the ways of being an all-around vampire!" He couldn't believe it if Sasuke had already misplaced those books. They were good books! "No human had better gotten their hands on them."

"I know, and no one has! Who would touch them! The problem is that I can't find them. Did you finish unpacking?"

"No, I did not. I told you to finish unpacking."

"And I told you that I wasn't going to finish unpacking, it's your job"

"It's not my job to unpack your shit,"

"You're supposed to be my mother! It's your job,"

"So what! I'm the grown up here, you are supposed to do as you are told, because as your mother I have power over you"

"No you don't!"

"Yes I do!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"SASUKE!"

Both Izuna and Sasuke froze in their argument when Naruto bounced his way over to them. The blond looked enthusiastic. Both ravens stared at Naruto as he came to stand directly in front of them.

"What do you want Dobe." Sasuke gruffly asked, glaring at the blond. Naruto looked like he wanted to spill exactly what was on his mind but he halted as his eyes turned to Izuna.

"I have to tell you in private," The blond then reached for Sasuke's arm and pulled him along with him, and out towards the empty football fiends "Bye Izuna" he called.

Izuna frowned, crossing his arms in distaste. Sasuke and Naruto have been hanging around each other a little way too much.

Was something going on between them?

It certainly looked like it.

Although Izuna knew that Sasuke might be able to mate soon, he was not sure if he liked the idea of it being someone that had hurt Sasuke in the past.

"Damn brat," Izuna muttered and he went on his way, this time with something to entertain his mind. How to keep romance from blooming in regards to Sasuke and Naruto, make them hate each other of course!

Ha, Izuna was going to break them up.

Meanwhile, Sasuke was glaring at Naruto as the blond kept dragging him around. It was really annoying how Naruto kept doing this!

"Alright, spill," Sasuke hissed, pulling his arm away from Naruto, making them both come to a halt. By Sasuke's own calculation, they were far away enough so that Izuna would not hear them. That was as long as his 'mother' had not decided to follow them and eaves drop on them.

Naruto grinned from ear to ear, "Hey, you should be thanking me! We're eating lunch out in the field with Itachi and his friends," Naruto blushed, "I mean it's only fair that you join us, unless you've given up I don't mind keeping him all to myself!"

Sasuke growled, "You're a damn cheater Naruto! Why are you making moves on him behind my back!"

Naruto pouted and turned a glare on Sasuke, "I'm not making moves on Itachi, but if I felt free to do it then I would! It would only be fair game after all, if you are too chicken to approach him yourself, don't blame shit on me when he becomes my man!"

"I'm not chicken!" Sasuke snapped.

"Then prove it!" Naruto retorted.

Both glared at each other.

That was when Suigetsu approached them.

"Come on you two, stop arguing, Kisame is waiting for us…well me." The boy grinned, and wrapped one arm around Naruto and the other around Sasuke and started to lead them towards where the others were sitting. This was up by the football benches, at the very top. Suigetsu and Naruto were both grinning as they approached, but Sasuke was glaring despite everything.

"Hey," Kyuubi greeted.

"Hey you guys," Kisame was next to greet. Suigetsu immediately sat beside him. "We brought our own food today," he said as he pulled open the top of a cooler. Inside there was one layer of ice, and what looked to be chilled sandwiches in small zip lock bags, water bottles, and soda cans, "Don't be shy, we got tuna with tomato and lettuce, ham with tomato and cheese, bologna with mayo tomato and lettuce, and egg sandwiches with cream, if you like?"

"Why so much tomato," Naruto asked, not really fond of tomato.

"Well, tomato makes a sandwich taste better," Kisame automatically answered, and even he himself felt a little out of place with his own response. He would have never said something like that, but it was like his mouth was saying something before his brain even knew what it was. Sasuke quirked an eyebrow and turned to look at Itachi but the man was reaching for a water bottle, not saying a word or looking at anyone.

"If you say so," Naruto said and reached for Sasuke's arm. "Come on let's sit down and eat!" Before long Sasuke was sitting beside Kyuubi, to the other side of Kyuubi was Itachi and that was also where Naruto sat himself. Close to Itachi, just like the blond to cheat. Sasuke was ready to bear his fangs in his distaste but when Kyuubi turned to him holding two sandwiches he stopped.

"Ham or tuna?" he asked. "Or do you prefer one of the others."

"Ham's alright," Sasuke said and took the offered sandwich. Copying the others he opened it and bit into it, tentative to see what it would taste like. He paused for a while, contemplating the taste, before he decided it was not so bad and kept eating it.

Naruto couldn't make up him mind on what he wanted to eat, and ended up picking the tuna. Which he didn't like and he spat out before he decided on the simple egg sandwich.

"It was a good idea to hang out here, the cafeteria is usually so crowded," Suigetsu said, in a solid attempt to start a conversation.

"Tell me about it, sometimes there isn't even space to move in there," Naruto said.

"We should make this our permanent eating place," Kyuubi added, "We're already new friends, so this isn't going to be so bad," the others nodded in agreement. As they were agreeing Sasuke reached for a water bottle.

"Are you always so quiet?" Naruto asked, and Sasuke glared at him when he noted that his question was directed at Itachi.

Itachi shrugged, "Depends," was all he said.

"Why don't you try talking a little more, that way we get to know you more?" Naruto offered, a way to cheery look on his face. Sasuke wanted to roll his eyes but instead he uncapped his water and took a drink from it.

"I'll see if I do," Itachi managed to say before his cell phone began to ring and he pulled it out of his jeans pockets. Glancing at the caller ID, he frowned and stood up "Excuse me," he said and walked away as he opened his cell phone, pressing it to his ear, "hello," was the last they heard from him.

"Don't mind him, Itachi tends to be overly polite and forgets that people talk and that he needs to talk to actually communicate with people." Kyuubi scoffed as he reached into the cooler and pulled out a can of soda. "Oh well, who knows if he's even going to come back," He ranted, waving his arms a little. Sasuke frowned at him.

"I don't think that Itachi is that bad," Naruto chided.

"He's not," Kisame chirped.

"You only say that because he's nice to you!" Kyuubi accused, shaking his soda up and down in an accusing manner at Kisame. Kisame scoffed.

"Well maybe if you weren't such an idiot, Itachi would actually want to be nice to you," Kyuubi snapped making Kyuubi angry at him.

"Oh yeah, blame it all on me!" Kyuubi snapped back, "He's had it out for me since the very first day!" he waved his arm back, nearly knocking his arm into Sasuke.

"Watch it," Sasuke seethed.

"Just calm down," Naruto said, trying to sooth everyone, "You don't want to piss Sasuke off now do you?"

"Too late, I don't like him either," Sasuke scoffed. Kyuubi's eyes widened.

"You can't mean that! You don't even know me that well."

Sasuke shot him a look, "I can dislike anyone I want!"

"That is very true," Naruto said and Suigetsu nodded his head. Suigetsu had not known Sasuke much, but already he knew that Sasuke had a temper. He also knew that Sasuke had an ever changing personality from being nice to being scary the next. It was something that both Naruto and Suigetsu were sure Kisame and Kyuubi were soon to learn.

Even Itachi, if he did return.

"Whatever," Kyuubi said and snapped his soda open, only to have it explode on him and fizz out, "Shit," he said, dumping most of it on Sasuke's shirt and lap. Sasuke jumped, and nearly fell as he stood up, but maintained balance near the edge.

"Hey!" Sasuke hissed.

"Fuck, I'm sorry," Kyuubi quickly apologized, staring wide eyed at the mess he had made.

Sasuke shook his head, "I'm going to go clean up," he muttered as he turned and left. The others watched him go and Kyuubi turned back only to find Naruto, Suigetsu, and Kisame all glaring at him. He shrunk down into himself as he shrugged and grinned sheepishly.

"I did say I was sorry,"

The others sighed and continued to eat.

Kyuubi sighed, and took a sip from the soda he had opened, glad that there was still some left. Although he had a bad feeling that Itachi was not the only one who was going to hate him. At least he knew he had done something to Sasuke, he just couldn't figure out what Itachi's reasoning was for hating him!

Sasuke cursed Kyuubi in his mind several times before he actually made it to the bathroom.

He went straight towards the sink and pulled out some paper napkins, before he noticed the reflection on the mirror was not only his own. It cause him to jump, and turn with a huff, "Shit, you scared the hell out of me." Sasuke went back to seething and trying to clean out the soda from his clothes as he asked, "Why are you here?"

Itachi who looked like he had just ended his conversation on the phone, was looking at him with a curious look on his face. "Talking on the phone, did something happen to you?" Itachi asked, quirking an eyebrow at the boy. Sasuke scoffed.

"Kyuubi dumped soda on me," Sasuke muttered with dread as he realized that he wasn't succeeding in cleaning his clothes. He still had classes, but as he looked at himself he thought maybe going to the dorms to change would be his best bet. Usually the school locked the dorm gates so no one could go and hide in them during school hours, but Sasuke needed a new change of clothing now.

He was a vampire.

He couldn't work miracles even if he tried.

"Oh," Itachi said.

Sasuke clicked his teeth together, "What, is that all you have to say," Sasuke turned around to look at Itachi and noted that Itachi had his back pack with him. He had not noticed it when Itachi had left…

"Well, I do have some extra clothing in my locker, if you want them," Itachi shrugged. "It does look like you'll need a change of clothes,"

Sasuke growled, and turned back to the sink. "I can't go on borrowing just clothes from you,"

Itachi smirked, "why not?"

Sasuke scowled at Itachi through the mirror, "You know exactly why!" he hissed.

"I tend to be slow on those matters, so you'll have to say it," Itachi's eyes were challenging and Sasuke knew it. He hated it. He reached a napkin under the water and scrubbed it against his shirt. He knew it was not going to help so he turned off the water. Biting his top teeth slowly over his bottom one he managed to get himself to relax before turning back to Itachi. He decided to just walk out of there. He didn't get far though when Itachi had reached for his arm. Sasuke nearly cursed, seeing as he had not felt Itachi move. "Go ahead and say it Sasuke, it won't change the fact that you do need clothes. And I can lend them to you,"

Sasuke felt a shiver full of pleasure run up his spine at Itachi's words. Seething to himself, he sighed and reluctantly said, "Lending clothes with your scent as a dominant is a sign of claiming, and I'm not your submissive to claim!" Sasuke snatched his arm away from Itachi and glared at him.

"That wasn't so hard," Itachi teased, "But it also does prove that I'm not going crazy and you are the submissive I felt since the first day of school,"

Sasuke took a step back, "You've felt me since the first day?"

"Briefly," Itachi said, and then shrugged "But you are right, you are not mine." Itachi took a step towards Sasuke, and in one blink he had Sasuke pinned to one of the bathroom walls, with one of his hands holding Sasuke's small wrists over his head. Sasuke gasped, his eyes widened when he felt Itachi's fangs teasing at his jugular. He could feel Itachi's teasing breath on his neck, hotly, and barely caressing his skin. "That doesn't mean that I don't plan to someday making you mine," Itachi purred into his ear and Sasuke felt his heart flutter, and his blood pump faster.

It was both from slight fear and from a pleasured thrill that he got from Itachi showing him his strength. He very nearly bared his throat for Itachi at that instant and begged him to take him. The realization alone made him snap out of his daze.

"Let go of me," Sasuke hissed and felt disappointed when Itachi did as he asked him.

He let him go.

"I know you're not my submissive Sasuke, but follow me if you want to borrow the clothes," Itachi said as he walked out the door and then it closed behind him.

Sasuke seethed as he looked at his wrists with disdain. He hadn't been able to stop Itachi from subduing his mind. He had been weak in his hold…Sasuke didn't think he had ever felt that delicate and fragile in his whole life. Not even when he'd been human and now he was even more smitten with Itachi.

"Damn him," Sasuke blushed as he smiled for a little.

He was not going to follow Itachi. He still needed to prove that he was not someone that would easily submit to just anyone, and that included being Itachi's friend way too easily. Sure he would have given himself to Itachi here and now, but Itachi didn't need to know that. Sasuke needed to be hard to get, so his dominant knows he earned him.

So in his own stubbornness he went to class with his wet soda clothes, and was only all to glad when school was over and he could go to his dorm to take a shower and change out of them.

As soon as he was finished changing clothes though, he found something on his night stand again. This time it was a blue rose. Technically it was a white rose, but this one had been left sitting in some blue food coloring, and apparently it had absorbed it enough for it to change colors.

Sasuke reached for it and pulled it out of the small container and lay back in bed with a sigh, thinking it smelled pure, sweet, and fresh. When he looked at the rose, he had to wonder how it got in here and if maybe it was left there for Izuna. It was not something usual that Izuna would receive though.

Izuna usually received more elaborate and flashier gifts from whomever he was with.

Smiling to himself, Sasuke thought back to Itachi and what had happened today, and it made him blush lightly.

Turning on his side, Sasuke closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, for some reason feeling at peace with himself.

When Sasuke didn't follow him out of the bathroom, Itachi got the message that Sasuke was going to make things hard for them. It was a challenge Itachi gladly would accept.

He had not expected anything less from the small raven haired submissive.

However, while he was in the hallway, Itachi made a beeline towards the principal's office. The first thing that he saw when he entered was a long woodened desk and about three secretaries that were either talking on the phone or looking at their computers.

One of the ones that was on the computer glanced up at him and smiled, "Hello dear, how may I help you?" she asked.

Itachi approached, and politely smiled. "I have to see the principal,"

"Any reason as to why you'd want to see him?" She asked, looking at him with apprehension. Itachi would have to guess it was because not many students came in here asking to see the principal. The principal was someone many tried to avoid.

"Yeah," he said and handed her a note, a fake note that said that he had been sent to the principal's office for misbehavior. She nodded her head looking a little surprised. After all, Itachi didn't have the presence of someone who would misbehave.

"Alright, have a seat, principal Senju will see you in a moment," she said. Itachi did as he was told. He took a seat and before long he was being called into the principal's office. Principal Hashirama was nice in every sense of the word, but Itachi had quickly manipulated him and done what he had come here to do, and that was get even with his father.

By the end of the day, you couldn't remove the smirk from Itachi's face as he went on his way to do anything else that he needed to do. Mainly keep an eye on his future mate. Not that he got to do that much when Madara decided it was time to find him.

"Itachi, what have you been up to?" the man asked, after all Itachi had ditched class.

"Nothing much," Itachi responded and turned to look at him, a complete blank look on his face.

Madara didn't look like he believed him.

"Let's go feed," Itachi made a face, briefly remembering how sweet and wonderful Sasuke had smelled. He should have bitten him and claimed him right then and there, but something told him that Sasuke was not ready for that.

If he had even dared bitten Sasuke, Sasuke would have ended up resenting him.

No, he was going to have to prove himself and play by Sasuke's rules before this game was over and he was sure he would know when Sasuke would be ripe for claiming.

But for now, he needed to bide his time.