A/N: Last flashback.
Disclaimer: Bought K. Masashi's soul on e-bay. They sell EVERYTHING on that site!
Five Months Previous.
Kakashi jerked up in bed, startled at the loud sound coming from downstairs. He growled. "Kiba!" he hollered angrily.
"Ow." Sakura moaned, rolling over and resettling. Kakashi sighed, shaking his head.
The grey-haired man climbed out of bed, grabbing his boxers off the ground and pulling them on before heading for the door. Sakura mumbled something and he turned to inquire as to what she'd said.
"I said forget it." she repeated. "He won't stop."
"Still, it's too early in the damn—afternoon." Kakashi grumbled, catching sight of the time. He threw open the door and headed for the elevator. He saw a very angry Naruto standing in front of it, tapping his foot on the ground.
Kakashi rubbed his eyes with an exasperated sigh. "What are you doing?"
"Going to scare the shit out of Kiba." the blond replied, standing buck-naked in front of the elevator.
"Do you have to scar me, too?"
"You used to change my diaper."
"You're gotten considerably bigger since then." Kakashi insisted.
"Well, Hatake, I didn't think you'd noticed." He turned to his guardian with a smirk. The older man chose not to reply. It was safer not to. Sasuke was surprisingly possessive—all right, maybe it wasn't all that surprising, but nevertheless, the raven was possessive. It was funny thinking about Naruto screwing Sasuke and having the Uchiha be the possessive one.
Kakashi shook his head violently to rid it of the image of Naruto and Sasuke, wondering why he'd bothered picturing it in the first place.
"The bastard." Naruto growled, turning and heading down the hall. "He wedged the door open."
Kakashi sighed, chasing after him. "Naruto, please go put some clothes on." he sighed.
The blond didn't listen as he stormed down the rarely used stairs, Kakashi only hoping no one was about to ring the doorbell. They would see more of Naruto than they really wanted to. Well, guess it depends on who you are, Kakashi corrected mentally. Most girls would kill to see Naruto naked. Some would even pay for just plain old topless.
The blond threw open the large door across from the front door, Kakashi following. Naruto was already screaming Kiba's name angrily down the stairs, and both could hear the brunette shuffling around. They got downstairs and Kiba was busy fanning away some smoke.
"Kiba!" Naruto barked.
The brunette spun around, pulling off a pair of shaded goggles, a cigarette between his lips. "Now, Naruto, just calm down. I think you'll appreciate this."
"I was appreciating my sleep!" Naruto snapped, causing even Akamaru to whimper in fright and hide under the large metal table.
"You keep storming towards me, and I'll blast you with UV rays!"
"Try me!" Naruto hollered.
Kiba shrugged and picked up a nearby gun, putting a glowing bullet into the chamber. He cocked the gun, aimed, and shot it at Naruto. The blond cried out as it slammed into his shoulder, just about ready to murder Kiba when both he and Kakashi were blinded by a flash, Kiba having snapped his goggles back into place.
Kakashi and Naruto stood frozen.
"Huh? Huh?! What do you think? Sweet or what?!" Kiba pulled off his goggles as Naruto reached into his wound and yanked out the bullet with a grunt.
"What the heck is it?"
"A UV round. Yet to be tested on an actual vampire, but so far, they go off two or three seconds after impact." Kiba was grinning from ear to ear.
"Impressive." Kakashi took the bullet from Naruto's bloody fingers, the blond's wound already healing.
"Still doesn't mean I won't kick your ass." Naruto continued forward angrily.
Kiba screamed, running around the table. "You're naked, isn't that enough of a punishment for me?!" Kiba insisted with a whine as he dodged out of Naruto's grasp.
"Come back here and fight me like a man!"
"You're half-vampire!"
"I called you a man, not myself!"
"You're cheating!"
Kakashi sighed before turning and heading for the elevator, pulling out the doorstopper Kiba had used to wedge the doors open.
"I'm going back to bed." he said to no one in particular before disappearing into the elevator. The last thing he saw as the doors closed was Naruto strangling Kiba.
"Neji, move!" Kiba hollered a second before he fired a UV round in the vampire's direction. The Hyuuga barely managed to duck before the bullet slammed into the head of the vampire he'd been fighting, turning him to dust after two seconds.
"Yes! It works! It works!"
"Dammit, Kiba, watch it!" Neji hollered angrily as he moved on to the next vampire. "You almost took my head off!"
"For the good of the team, Neji, my friend." Kiba laughed as he reloaded his gun. He'd only had one UV round among the silver bullets, just in case they didn't work, but now that he knew they did, he wanted to replace his entire magazine. He did so with almost expert precision, having loaded a gun so often in his life he could do it in less than ten seconds with his eyes closed.
The brunette snapped the magazine in place and took aim, firing at a vampire. It dodged the shot, the bullet slamming into his leg. It cried out in pain as the UV round went off, blowing off only its leg as it fell to the ground.
"Hn. Good to know." He fired at the vampire's chest and it turned to dust. He turned to look at Neji just in time to catch him staking the last vampire, turning it to ash.
"What's good to know?" Neji demanded as the brunette took out a pack of cigarettes and hit the bottom before pulling one out.
"Hey, almost at the lucky one." He grinned, ignoring Neji's question.
"Lucky what?" The Hyuuga sighed.
Kiba tilted his pack to show the remaining cigarettes. There were two, one with the filter facing up—the way all cigarettes were when you bought a pack—and the other with the tobacco facing up.
"When you open a new pack of cigarettes, you always grab one and flip it over. You save it for last, so that after you smoke it, you have a whole day of good luck." He grinned.
Neji blinked at him before sighing. "You're an idiot."
"Hey, hey!" Kiba pulled out the cigarette that had the filter facing up before replacing the pack. "Would an idiot think up UV rounds? I don't think so." He lit the cigarette as the two headed home. It would be sunrise soon, and Neji had to get back inside.
"Speaking of which, what's good to know?" Neji inquired.
Kiba inhaled deeply, holding the smoke in his lungs for a few seconds before speaking, the smoke escaping through his lips. "You have to hit somewhere vital. Head or chest. I hit the first one in the head and it turned to dust, but the second one was hit in the leg, and all it did was lose it. Chest shot solved that problem, though." (1)
"I see." Neji frowned. "How did you know it would work?"
"I didn't. Hence you coming with me for this KLETO."
"Yeah, about that—Kakashi never told me what that was." He narrowed his eyes. "This 'KLETO' always happened between you and Naruto. I'd always heard about it, but never actually figured it out."
Kiba grinned as he inhaled again before replying. "Kiba's Latest Experiment Try-Out. KLETO."
Neji stared at him. "I'm going to kill Kakashi."
"Nah, man. That bitch will be all over you about it." Kiba insisted.
"What bitch?" He yelped and almost dropped his cigarette, but managed to save it at the last second.
"Hey, duchess." He turned and smiled at an annoyed Sakura. "Have a good night?"
"Up until about four seconds ago, when I saw you."
"Aw, muffincakes, that hurts."
"Where's the mutt?" she asked as the three continued walking.
"It was an experiment. I never bring Akamaru out during experiments."
"Don't you mean he's smart enough to know better?" Sakura teased, Kiba sticking his tongue out at her.
"I'll have you know, the UV rounds worked just fine, thank you very much."
"Oh, really?" The rosette smirked.
"Yup. Want a demo?" He aimed his gun at Neji, who slapped it away.
"Careful, you idiot! Accidents happen!" he hollered angrily.
"Relax, the safety's on." Kiba rolled his eyes. "Geez, no one knows how to take a joke."
"Yes, we do." Sakura grumbled. "It's just yours aren't funny."
One Month Later.
Naruto and Kiba ran for all they were worth, both panting even though Naruto's vampire traits flowing in both his veins and Kiba's shouldn't have made them do so. But, they'd been running for a long time, and it didn't seem like they would be stopping anytime soon.
The blond turned into an alley, practically hurling himself into the wall in his haste. Kiba wasn't far behind. And a mere ten steps behind them—were Itachi Uchiha and Kisame Hoshigaki.
"Shit! Shit!" Naruto turned, firing off UV rounds. They both dodged them expertly, only nine steps behind them, now.
"You shouldn't be swearing, Naruto." Itachi smirked.
"Dammit all to hell!" Kiba hollered as he shot behind himself, not even aiming.
We're not gonna make it, Naruto's mind screamed in a panic. They're gonna catch us! He didn't want to give up, but it was practically pointless. The two vampires were still after them, and gaining with each step they took. It was only a matter of time before they were caught. Damn them! Damn them!
A cry from behind him informed Naruto that Kiba had just been caught and a second later, the blond himself was tackled. He cried out as he was slammed face-first into the ground, his arms wrenched up his back painfully.
"Gotcha." Kisame said in his ear, a grin evident in his voice. Naruto struggled, but he knew it was futile. Kisame was sitting on his lower back, holding his arms tightly.
"Well, well, what a treat." Naruto had to turn his head much farther than it would've liked to go, looking back at Itachi, who held Kiba by the throat, dangling the other boy above the ground. "Two treats."
"Let him go!" Naruto hollered. "It's me you want, he has nothing to do with it!"
"I think he does." Itachi's eyes narrowed. "He created the UV rounds, didn't he?" He glared, Kiba choking as he tugged on the elder Uchiha's wrist.
"Let him go!"
Itachi dropped him, Kiba falling on his ass and coughing, clutching his throat. Then, as if he'd just dropped Kiba for fun, he reached down and picked him up again, slamming him against the wall, his hand around the brunette's throat. Naruto saw Kiba's pack of cigarettes fall out of his pocket out of the corner of his eye, but he was more focused on Kiba and Itachi.
"What do you think, Kisame? It was a long run." Itachi grinned.
"Go for it." The other man smirked.
Naruto's eyes widened. "No! Please, don't!" Itachi ignored him as he caught Kiba's gaze before leaning down and biting into his neck. "No!" Naruto hollered, struggling harder. His left arm was threatening to dislocate from its socket, but he didn't care. "Kiba!"
Suddenly, Itachi jerked to the side, a UV bullet slamming into the wall right beside Kiba—right where Itachi's head had been a mere second before. The elder Uchiha growled and Naruto looked up to see Sasuke and Neji standing on the building in front of them. Another shot was fired and Kisame screamed, jerking away from Naruto as his left arm turned to ash.
The blond pulled himself out from under Kisame and turned, watching as the man screamed, clutching his stump of an arm. It would probably grow back in a few days, though.
"I should've killed you when I had the chance!" Itachi hollered up at Sasuke. His only reply was his brother firing at him. He growled, moving out of the way, still holding a dazed Kiba. "Kisame, let's go!" Itachi glared at Naruto, but turned and started running, Kiba thrown over his shoulder.
"K-Kiba!" Naruto hollered, scrambling to his feet and bolting after Itachi. Kisame turned and punched him in the face, sending the blond crashing back to the floor. Neji fired right in front of Kisame as the man bent down to pick up Naruto, and he growled before turning and running after Itachi.
Naruto sat up and went to follow, but Sasuke was right beside him, holding him back. "No! Kiba! Let me go!"
"Naruto! There's nothing we can do!" Sasuke hollered.
Naruto panted, sinking to his knees, shaking his head. They had taken Kiba. They had come for Naruto, and left with Kiba. He couldn't believe it. Kiba was—gone.
Neji bent down beside Naruto, his eyes locked on something on the ground. He picked it up and realized it was Kiba's cigarette pack. He'd smoked about four packs since the time he'd spoken about his 'lucky cigarette' but the Hyuuga had heard him chattering about it earlier that day. He was on his last cigarette again.
Pausing for a second, the vampire took a deep breath and opened it. He pressed his lips together as he noticed the lucky cigarette still inside the pack. Kiba had never gotten the chance to smoke it.
Not Too Long Before Present.
A blond man aged twenty walked leisurely down the street, his hands shoved deep in the pockets of his black coat. People who passed by him didn't know whether to stare, or move quickly out of the way.
The man was intimidating due to his height and size. He was easily pushing six feet, and even though he wasn't buff to the point where he looked like a wrestler or weight-lifter, he was still visibly muscled. He wore black cargo pants with clunky combat boots. A mesh shirt covered his black muscle shirt, and a long ankle-length coat was worn overtop it all.
As the blond continued on his way down the dark street, he listened intently to everything around him. He knew full well he was being followed, but he wasn't concerned. He just wanted to get away from everyone to ensure nobody got hurt in the cross-fire.
Slowly, he looked around, acting calm and collected. After a few seconds, he turned down an empty alleyway, keeping his strides long and slow, his hands still buried deep in his pockets. He sensed the one following him turn down the same alleyway.
Both continued walking in silence until the blond hit a dead end, stopping. He stared at the wall, retaining his relaxed posture. He waited until his stalker stopped a few steps behind him.
"Can I help you with something, Kiba?" he asked, his voice smooth and devoid of emotion.
"I was sent by Leader."
"Aren't you always?" he asked the brunette, finally turning to lock crystal blue eyes with dark brown.
"He wants you to reconsider." the vampire before him said, his upper lip curling in disgust.
"Doesn't he always? Well I want him to drop dead, but I guess we can't all get what we want." The blond man sighed, running one hand through brilliantly light hair. "This has been going on since I was born. I grow tired of my encounters with his lackeys."
"You must understand, Uzumaki," Kiba jerked his head to the side, flicking brown locks from his eyes with the actions, "he'll never stop until you join him."
"Not interested." Naruto narrowed his eyes hatefully. "Leave, before I lose my temper."
"I was told to return with you, or not at all." Kiba insisted as red bled into his eyes.
"Then I apologize that this will be our final encounter."
Both acted at once. Kiba launched himself at Naruto, fangs bared. Naruto shrugged out of his coat, his left hand closing around the grip of the gun on his back. Pulling the small Magnum Research Desert Eagle from its holster, he aimed and fired.
Kiba let out a horrified shriek as the bullet slammed into his right shoulder, sending out a pulse before his entire right arm turned to dust.
"Ah! You son of a bitch!" Kiba hollered, clutching the gaping wound where his arm used to be.
"You're an old friend, Kiba." Naruto said, gun still aimed. "Before you were turned, you were my best friend. I don't want to kill you, so please don't make me."
Naruto knew it was too late. The bloodlust was taking over and everything he said fell on deaf ears.
As Kiba charged him again, Naruto whispered a small prayer before hitting Kiba in the chest with a UV round. With a horrifying shriek, Kiba exploded in a shower of ash, his remains blowing away slowly in the night wind.
With a sigh, Naruto replaced his gun before bending down to retrieve his coat. He brushed the dirt off it before pulling it back on. Shoving his hands deep in his pockets, he exited the alleyway, walking down the street among the throes of people, waiting for his next stalker to appear, just like every other night. (2)
(1) Say that ten times fast! "Chest shot solved that problem." For some reason, I was having problems... Don't ask why I was trying to say it ten times :sweatdrop:
(2) Yes, this is the EXACT same section as the first part of the fic. We have now come full-circle. No more flashbacks.