Chapter 1

Previously on "Dead of Night"

Itachi sighed driving home, after making sure the body was bagged and tagged, and managing to grab Sasori before he fucked Deidara in their squad car, he gave their chief, Jiraiya, a brief report, and escaped the hell hole of Central.

'What's next?' he wondered pulling up to the front steps at 9:00pm. He blinked noting Sasuke's car wasn't there (A/N: he's got his learner's permit; I'm from Maryland so there… (Age to drive is sixteen going on eighteen) 'Shit…'

And Now; on with the Chapter!


Chapter 1:

Sasuke sighed as he used a needle to squirt blood into a stranger's drink. "Your Bloody Nocturne, sir." He stated calmly his dark eyes resting on the $100 'tip' the man gave him.

"You got guts workin' here, kid." The man chuckled lowly taking a sip "…and good with the drinks, enjoy the tip…" Sasuke watched in slight awe as the man pushed himself off the bar table, shifted the cloak hiding his face, and disappeared into the crowd.

'Damn I could live off tips alone.' Sasuke thought sliding his money into the inside pocket on his blood-red vest, a black dress shirt underneath and dark slacks. He all ready had around $500, and it had only been 2 hours of his 5 hour shift including 30 minutes of break time in the middle.

Despite being underage, Sasuke had managed to get a job at this place, the pay and tips rocked, he'd never get a tenth of what he got here as salary.

The underground club's name was "Blood Lust" which made perfect sense to the young Uchiha because half the drinks he'd learned to mix contained, what they said, was pig's blood, but one couldn't be too certain. The club consisted of 4 levels.

The top level being a private, soundproofed, penthouse-like home for the owner of the club; Kyuubi, and a private changing room for employees.

The second level, digging deeper into the earth was for live entertainment and the bar, the large bar set in the center of the floor in a pentagram shape with the five tips , one for each element; Earth, Water, Fire, Air and Lightning, touching the large, clear, cylindrical soundproof glass rising up high almost to the top of the story (building-wise) with 5 grand see through staircases (with safety bars of course) leading all the way up five levels made up mainly of clear, extremely thick glass, with metal twisting to form a giant star, a lined perfectly with the pentagram on the base level. Sasuke shuddered, happy that he wasn't the one climbing those stairs but the waiters and waitresses dressed in a black cloak and red skin-tight shirt and either black slacks or a black miniskirt. The entertainment was lined against the black walls; several stages of various size with dancers on them along with a huge screen of various men and women biting into the necks of other people erotically.

The third level, even deeper, contained private sex rooms and other things, Sasuke hadn't gone down there, and didn't want to.

The fourth was simply 'Storage'

"Hey, Sasuke!" the brunette glanced up to see Temari, Head of the Crimson Tide Bar, walking over dressed in uniform.

"Yes ma'am?" he replied.

"The stations are switching up early, don't worry you'll get your full pay…" Temari added at the surprised look on Sasuke's face. She grabbed a mini-mike pinned onto her vest "I've just told the Fire Corner bartender he may relieve, Shikamaru get your lazy ass in gear!" she hissed before waving Sasuke away.

"Why?" he questioned.

"Boss says so…" Temari replied before going to tell Neji, the Air Corner bartender he could relieve.

Sasuke sighed before slipping between the small gap in the bar table and made his way to the large double doors, and slipped through them silently into a small chamber ( so the noise doesn't bother customers) where the loud music was muffled before pushing his way into the blaring shriek of hard metal.

He climbed the stairs wordlessly until he reached the top floor and made his way to the changing room.

Slipping into "solitude" as he had deemed the large spacious room, one half break spot, where a few employees lounged, other half locker and dressing rooms.

He changed quickly into his black torn-up t-shirt, contrasting his milky white skin that peeked through the tears and tight, black leather pants; he didn't even bother wearing underwear. (A/N: Think of the advantages! XD) Shoving his tips into his black Skull-print wallet and shoving that into his black messenger bag, before slinging it over his shoulders. He also slipped on a bright, glowing lanyard with a large circular badge with BL written on it in swirly text.

Rumor had it a rapist went after a waitress and was torn to shreds by one of Kyuubi's subordinates at the wave of his hand. Sasuke had a few things to say on this matter; 1) Kyuubi had power, 2)and used it. 3) He paid well and offered his protection. 4) Despite their one-time encounter, and the fact Kyuubi gave off the scary as hell aura, he was hot and milked the 'SexyCreature of the Night' look for all it was worth. With flaming red hair that trailed down his back and blazing red hair, not to mention that ass! Hell, the guy could make women faint with a smile, and men reconsider their orientation with a single brush of his hand.

Sasuke blinked noticing in his state of imagining non-appropriate images of his boss, he'd made it out of the club and into the staff parking lot, right in front of his sleek bar car. Damn. 'I need to stop that, Naruto's gonna be pissed…'


Itachi wasn't one to worry, but at 2 am, with a no-show from his little brother, he'd frantically called his brother only to receive voicemail. 'Maybe I should trace his phone…' Itachi pondered glancing inside Sasuke's room. He blinked.

There he was, asleep.

'Like. Fucking. Hell.' Itachi thought angrily stomping inside his little brother's room. "Sasuke……" he muttered darkly his eyes flickering red. He watched the brunette flinch. "I know you weren't here two seconds ago…" Itachi growled looming over Sasuke's "sleeping" form. To prove it he yanked off Sasuke's blankets to see him fully dressed, including his bag.

"Damn you, shitty brother…" Sasuke cursed sitting up and swinging his legs off the side of the bed. He tossed his bag next on the floor next to his bed.

"Where. The. Fuck. Were. You?" Itachi asked menacingly glaring fiercely at Sasuke.

"…out..?" Sasuke tried, and failed.

"Out? Out?! Out ?!?! What 15-year-old-teenager is "out" AT 2AM FOR CHRIST'S SAKE?!" Itachi yelled pointing his finger at the alarm clock on Sasuke's bed.

Sasuke sweatdropped. Oh yeah, his brother had lost it…or… "Nii-san? Did something happen at work today?" Sasuke questioned warily. He watched his brother jerk his shoulders.

"…Another case…" he sighed "…this one had got their blood sucked clean…" Itachi murmured angrily.

"Blood? Like vampire-style?" Sasuke piped up, despite the uneasy feeling in his stomach.

"Yeah… at the damn neck too…" Itachi took a deep breath, running his ringers through his hair, currently untied. "Sorry about yelling…" he muttered.

"Uh…yeah… just if you wanna know, there's a new vampire club opened in the Underground." Sasuke shrugged standing up to change.

Itachi's eyes narrowed "How do you know this?" he asked suspiciously.

"Err…word travels?" Sasuke sweatdropped as Itachi scrutinized him for a few seconds.

"Hn, right…" Itachi replied turning to leave "Thanks…"

Sasuke exhaled deeply "Safe…"


Time Skip: Several Days Later

Itachi sighed, dressed in a dark-red blazer with a loose black tank top underneath and tight, black, denim jeans. "I looked up some info on this place, the owner's in his late twenties, and lives in an upper level penthouse, the club's been open for a few months and is highly popular."

"Really?" Sasori replied sarcastically, dressed in a large black hoody that went down to his mid-thighs and gray pants underneath. "Do they dress up in medieval clothing and drink human blood from wine glasses?"

"Sasori-kun!" Deidara squeaked, pressing himself completely against the older man. He was dressed in a black tank top and cargo pants with a light, gray jacket tossed on at the last minute by Sasori's ranting about "colds" and "no kissing". "That's not funny, un! You know how I don't like monsters, yeah!" he cried, tearing up slightly.

"Don't worry, Deidara-sempai! If anything tries to eat you, I'll protect you!" Tobi cried, giggling childishly from behind his ridiculous orange mask. He had on a black long sleeve muscle-shirt showing off barley visible muscles on slim arms, and loose, baggy, jeans.

"Shut it, runt." Deidara replied, while Sasori glared at Tobi. Despite the fact Zetsu had recommended him due to Kisame's absence, the guy was an annoyance.

"We're here…" Itachi stated stopping at a large entrance, with Blood Lust on a red, throbbing sign, guarded by four bouncers.

"Hello, I'm Kimimaru, may I see some ID, gentleman?" a white-haired bouncer asked holding out his hand. Itachi nodded handing the man his ID, the others followed suit.

Kimimaru glanced at their faces and the ID's " Very well, enjoy your time at Blood Lust." He bowed slightly before letting them pass.


Tobi whistled lowly "Man, for being undead, they sure got a good sense of fashion…" he laughed staring at the sea of red and black with the occasional patches of pale skin.

"Hn…" Itachi replied before his eyes fixed on a figure. '…the hell?!' he thought darkly weaving his way through the throng of people.


Sasuke sighed making his way towards the changing rooms to get his uniform. He jumped when a hand wrapped around his wrist and yanked him back "Let go-"

"Little brother." Itachi growled, tightening his grip on Sasuke's wrist.

Deidara, managing to get through the crowd, stopped and stared at Sasuke "Oh, you are Sooo… dead…" he stated blankly, staring at Sasuke, too scared to look at Itachi's face.

Sasori came up next, huffing and puffing "Dei-chan don't run off like that!" he blinked staring at Sasuke "Holy shit, dude…"


"Aniki! Get off me!" Sasuke hissed as Itachi more or less dragged him up to the first level (remember the levels go down into the ground!) "You're breaking my wrist!"

"If you're lucky that's all I'll break…" Itachi replied reaching the top level.

Deidara sweatdropped "Itachi, try to remember that you're a homicide detective…." He tightened his grip on Sasori's arm "Sasori-kun! Where's Tobi? You didn't let those vampires eat him did you?"

"Why do you care?"

"'Cause I don't wanna come back here again for the case…"

Sasuke sweatdropped. "Nii-san, you're gonna get me fired!"

"Precisely…" Itachi replied.

Suddenly the air around them dropped in temperature, Sasuke could of sworn he could see his own breath. Deidara felt his hair stand on end. "What on earth?" Sasori mumbled feeling the effects too. Itachi's eyes narrowed.

"Welcome Sasuke-kun, might I ask what you and your acquaintances need so much as to come up to my private rooms?" a velvety smooth voice asked, anger lacing it.

Sasuke cringed slightly as a red-haired man appeared from the darkness in front of them. He was dressed in a black, dress shirt the shirt undone, revealing a firm yet slim, chest, and loose jeans. "Gomenasai, Kyuubi-sama… this is my older brother, Itachi and his friends…" he motioned with his head towards the brunette in front of him. "He's not pleased that I work here…"

Inner Itachi snorted 'Not pleased? I'm pissed!' "Might we discuss this somewhere more comfortable, Kyuubi-san?" Itachi stared emotionlessly at Kyuubi, the redhead returning the stare evenly.

"……Of course, Itachi-san…" Kyuubi replied turning around and leading him to his room.


"Can I offer you anything?" Kyuubi asked calmly, waving his hand at the crescent-shaped black couch. The room had black walls with a plasma screen TV connected to a red laptop on the coffee table, various artworks, none Itachi recognized, hung on the walls, mainly pictures of people in dark outfits and deep landscapes of forests and rivers.

"No thank you." Itachi replied glancing around the room.

Kyuubi noticed the brunette staring at the paintings "Most of these are done by me, however my younger brother attempts every now and then." He motioned to a more sloppily done picture of a river bathed in moonlight near his bedroom door.

"Brother?" Deidara asked curiously.

"Yes, he's asleep right now, he attends high school like a regular 14-year-old would." Kyuubi lifted a brow when Deidara's eyes widened.

"You have a 14-year-old sleeping in a room above a club that can sell alcohol and has a sex license?!" he stared at Kyuubi in disbelief.

"I'm his legal guardian and the room is properly secured..." Kyuubi replied "He knows not to go down during operating hours." He added "He's in the room right now actually, I could wake him up if need be…"

Deidara huffed "I'd like to see that." He muttered under his breath.

Kyuubi smiled slyly "Alright, I'll be right back, however if you really are thirsty, there's a mini-fridge over there with bottled water among…other things." he motioned to a black box sitting at a counter resting inconspicuously in a corner.

Itachi eyed the redhead as he disappeared behind another door near the painting he'd mentioned earlier. "He's hot." He stated bluntly, lifting a brow when everyone stared at him, shocked. "Don't you guys think so?"

Sasori coughed "Taken." He replied. Deidara nodded rapidly. He turned his gaze to Sasuke, who fidgeted.

"Err… I'mdatingKyuubi'sbrother…" he shot quickly, before rising to get a few bottles of water.

Itachi studied his brother, while Deidara and Sasori giggled.

"Sasu!" a drowsy voice cried. The younger brunette jolted, turning his gaze to where a blonde spiky-haired boy in nothing but a pair of orange drawstring pants, walked into the room next to Kyuubi. His blue eyes glittered lovingly at Sasuke, who rushed forward to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. (A/N: Naruto doesn't have the whisker scars…yet. :D)

"Hey, Naru…" Sasuke muttered, trying to keep his face from being too red, while he watched Deidara and Sasori trying to keep their laughter muffled, while Itachi was smirking evilly with his 'ohhh…blackmail.' Look.

The Naruto frowned, quickly snatching a kiss from the flustered Uchiha's lips "Nii-chan said you'd be here, why aren't you working, ne?"

"I…" Sasuke blinked "Shit! My station! Temari's gonna castrate me!" he groaned.

Naruto giggled "Don't worry! I'll take the blame, she loves me!"

"Only 'cause of Gaara…" Sasuke muttered, jealously. Naruto laughed.

Itachi, deciding to take pity on his brother coughed. "Kyuubi-san, I believe we have an issue to discuss…" he glanced when Naruto cried out.

"OMIGOD! It's Sasuke's warped future self!" Naruto pointed at Itachi.

That was it.

"Hahaha!!!!" Deidara laughed, reeling over, while Sasori snorted, covering his mouth and nose, his shoulders shaking.

Itachi lifted a brow to as to say 'WTF?' Sasuke sweatdropped.

Kyuubi sighed "No more miso ramen for a midnight snack…" he ignored Naruto's cry of protest. Sasuke coughed to get his boyfriend's attention.

"Naru… that's my older brother…" he muttered, pointing at Itachi.

Naruto blinked "Ohh… then he'd be perfect for Nii-san!" he smiled brightly at Kyuubi, who smirked, turning his smoldering gaze to Itachi.

"I agree…" Kyuubi answered, his voice ending in a sensual purr.

Itachi smirked.


May: my lovely fans! how are you?! I'm working on an ItaSasuNaru christmas fanfic (that probably will take until new year's) for all of you!