Chapter 3

Deidara slowly entered the doorway. The hallway that he first came to was huge. He had never seen anything like it before. He turned to his right and saw a very large fireplace. He couldn't even imagine a fire that big.

Then he heard a noise come the staircase to his left.

He turned and saw there, a young man. He looked quite young. Late teens to early twenties at least. He had black hair that was pulled back into a low ponytail, with the exception of his bangs that hung there by his face. His skin was deathly pale, like he hadn't had any sun or a long time. And his eyes, those black eyes seemed so intense. Like they wanted to see right through him to his very soul.

He wore a black suit with a black cape draped around his shoulders.

A smirk slowly went across his face. "I am Itachi Dracula," he said in a voice that was about as smooth as silk. "I bid you welcome to my home," he continued.

"Oh," Deidara said after a short pause. "Thank you. Thank you very much, Count Dracula."

Itachi turned slightly as to show that he wanted Deidara to follow him, which Deidara did.

After he took a few steps he heard the howling of a wolf. They stopped.

Itachi turned back to Deidara with the smirk still on his face. "Listen," he said as they heard another wolf call. "The children of the night. What music they make."

"Uh, yes. Yes they do make good music," he said.

After a while of climbing stairs they came to a room that looked very elegant. "This will be your room," he said as soon as they were in the room.

"But I'm not staying the night," Deidara protested. "I'll be leaving as soon as I'm done."

"But you must stay," Itachi said. "It's very late, and you wouldn't want to wake anyone up at this time of night, do you?"

Deidara shook his head no. "But I don't want to be a burden," he said.

"Oh you won't be a burden. Now, I believe you have some paperwork for me?"

"Oh yes," Deidara said as he put his briefcase down on a nearby table.

"Would you like some wine?"

"Yes please," Deidara said to Itachi's offer.

Itachi walked over to a nearby cabinet, opened it, and pulled out an old bottle. "This is very old wine," he said as he waked over to the table.

He pulled cork from the bottle and poured the red liquid into one of the cups that was there. When it was about halfway full, Itachi stuffed the cork back into the bottle and set it one the table.

"Aren't you going to have some?" Deidara asked when he noticed that he only poured one glass.

"I never drink…Wine," he said

Deidara took his cup and drank a small sip. It tasted alright.

"Now the papers..." Itachi continued.

"Oh, right," Deidara said as he sat down with some papers and a pen in his lap. "Um, how many boxes are you taking on your trip?"

"Five," Itachi said.

"Right, now, let's see," he said as wrote down the count's answer and turned the page. "Ouch!"

"What is it," Itachi asked Deidara when he cried out.

"I just pricked my finger. Oh no, it's bleeding."

Itachi looked at the finger. Indeed it was bleeding. He stepped closer. The scent was intoxicating, he color was inviting, and it looked so… tasty.

But as Deidara slouched over, the cross that Hinata had given him fell in front of the cut.

Itachi quickly stepped back, shielding his eyes from the retched thing. He uncovered his eyes just as Deidara looked at him.

"Oh don't worry, it's just a scratch," he said as he put his bleeding finger to his mouth.

Itachi stared as Deidara sucked on his finger to stop the bleeding.

"Alright," Deidara continued. "All I need now is your signature on the dotted line."

Deidara held out the paper and the pen out to Itachi who took it.

He quickly signed it the handed it to Deidara.

"Thank you very much," Deidara said as he put the papers back in he briefcase.

"Now you must be very tired," Itachi said. "I shall leave you now. Goodnight." Then he left the room.

Deidara stood and walked over to the bedside table. He took the cross off of his neck and placed it there. The her turned and walked toward the window to look outside.

All of the sudden, Deidara felt incredibly tired. 'That's strange,' he thought. 'How can I feel so tired all of the sudden. I can't think straight. Wait. The wine. The count didn't drink any. He must have put… something… in it. I…I can't… think…strait. Getting…dizzy.' Then, Deidara's world became dark. He felt himself falling. Then, nothing.

Shizune, Karin and Kin watched Deidara as he collapsed to the floor. Slowly they made their way to him in hopes of getting a good meal.

Suddenly, Itachi appeared out of nowhere and glared at them with red eyes.

They quickly backed away from their master so they wouldn't anger him.

Itachi turned back to Deidara who lay on the floor. 'Foolish mortal,' he thought. Slowly, he kneeled down next to him, bent over him, and sank his fangs into his neck.

The blood didn't taste that good. Itachi had always preferred a woman's blood more then a man's.

Then, he looked at his brides who were still standing there. "Go back to your coffins," he ordered. "I'll be there shortly."

They bowed their heads and left quickly.

Itachi stood up and walked over to a desk that was on the other side of the wall. He took a pen and some paper and wrote some instructions to his new servant. Then, he set the pen down, took the paper, folded it, walked over to Deidara and placed it in his hand.

Then, he turned and walked out of the room back to his coffin.

A.N. And there's the third chapter. I'd like to thank my reviewers: silentscream16, Sam-AKA-SakuxSasuLover-, cherrilatina, Lioness Of the fire, and Princess of drama. Thank you. I'm sad to see nobody want to do the fan art thing. Oh well, if anyone wants to, please do. Anyway, please read and review!

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