~Blood ties~

Kakashi tugged his trench coat closer shuddering when it continued to smell of Obi- of IT, that things stench had gotten everywhere and he was sorely tempted to boot his dogs out into the kennel for the night with their bored looks of 'Did you two have a lovers spat?' How could they NOT know! And if they did how dare his TRAINED hounds allow such a-a-nuisance into his home!

The one place left in the world he held dear, except his fathers study which had never been opened again since he'd committed suicide in there all those years ago, be defiled by just that mockery of a vampire traipsing all over it. Kakashi upped his brisk pace exiting his house in record speed and aiming to make it to the Hunter's bar in less than ten minutes, he needed something strong to forget this mess and he needed it fast.

None of the patrons spared him a glance as he stormed in demanded a drink and downed it, plus the next three, one after the other before slowing down to a human pace. Many of the customers were regulars and knew he had a strong tolerance for alcohol, which at the moment was a serious set back to his 'get smashed' plan, so they paid him no attention continuing to talk with whoever they'd pulled a chair up with.

Kakashi downed another round picking up another into his palm staring into the clear liquid wondering when had his life become so ridiculously shit that he couldn't rid the world of an Uchiha at last on the basis of it was too pathetic. He reached up to finger the fang he'd kept from that bastard that took Rin away and was surprised when his hand clenched on empty air, he panicked for a split second until he realised it was probably still in his room on the floor from when it was torn off in haste so he could bed the-

The next shot disappeared faster than the last.

Kakashi leaned into his palm, what the hell had been thinking? Glamoured or not he should have had a voice of subconscious in him somewhere telling him that it was all wrong, and the Uchiha he'd spared didn't seem even competent enough to glamour him! Maybe he'd finally gone mad, or developed a split personality, still he didn't feel like slicing off the bar patrons heads...yet... So that had to be a good sign.

The chatter, smoke and music was grating on his all ready frazzled mind. He didn't care if some young Hunter had gotten himself killed, he didn't need the risk of bad lungs slowing him down, and he certainly did not think that "Getting funky." Would do anything useful at all. He shook his head preparing to leave money for the tab and the premisses to further collect his thoughts properly when his attentive ears picked up on an interesting theory.

A Hunter, Asuma if he recalled, lit a cigarette and commented to a group of other Hunters "I'm just saying if you were smart about it if you had an Uchiha or Hyuuga under your control you could get the species to lead you back to their Nests where you could do a mass extermination. We'd finally be rid of them."

Kakashi leaned against a wall close to the group intrigued but not making himself obvious, another Hunter, Izumo, countered "Yeah but getting one would be near suicide! Those Uchiha eyes get you and you've had it."

Asuma shrugged "I never said it would be easy to do it. I was just saying if I could that's what I would do, and any way I heard Maito Guy fought an Uchiha and lived to tell about it."

The group gasped as expected, Kotetsu commented "No way!"

Asuma nodded exhaling a cloud of smoke "It's true. He was still pretty beat up, but he's alive. Said he did it by anticipating the guys movements by watching his feet because of some 'special training'."

The group groaned, Genma said "Well that's no good for us. Something like that would take years to learn. Still like you said an Uchiha's the only one who knows the way past their annoying glamours and trickery but it's all a pipe dream at best without having one weak enough to capture. Not like Harpies they're ridiculously easy to catch alive if you want them alive that is."

Kakashi moved away hearing all he needed to, as he headed back home he couldn't believe he nearly lost out on such an opportunity. Hopefully the vampire hadn't left yet in which case a plan was almost formed into completion, with plan B scenarios, of how he would use Obito Uchiha to take him back to the Clans Nest.

His veins thrummed in anticipation of finally paying them back for what they did to Rin, his fingers itched to pull his silver revolver out now just for the pleasure of it, all these years he'd dreamed of getting revenge and it was finally achievable. His anger earlier had just about destroyed that chance but it may not be too late, he opened his front door not paying attention to his heart as it seemed to feel heavier which step closer to the main part of his plan.

He didn't need to feel bad about using this Uchiha weakling for his own purposes, he spared the things life so it owed him. This was the right thing to do... Right?