I Do Not Own Harry Potter or Naruto

Sorry for any spelling mistakes.

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"We are Akatsuki." Their Leader said. "We are the ones that shall bring about a new red dawn."

Itachi watched with a keen eye, taking in everything about their leader. He made a striking image with bright orange hair and silver glinting piercings that matched the silver rings in his eyes. It was his first meeting with Akatsuki as the newest member but Itachi could already see this man was more then powerful enough to lead the band of S-class missing-ninja. He saw the fear, the respect, the caged anger of the other members. They all respected this man. His strength drew them like flies to honey and kept them caged.

"Our newest member." The man, Pein, Itachi reminded himself, smirked. "Uchiha Itachi."

And suddenly those piercing eyes were focused on him as were the eyes of every other member.

"Kisame, you will be his partner."

"Yes sir."

Itachi flickered his eyes across the shark like man.

"Good. You all know your missions. Dismissed."

Itachi watched as everyone quickly left. Kisame came over to Itachi and tried to subtly lead him from the room. As they left Itachi was slightly surprised to see a lean looking youth enter the room from a side door. The youth was all wild black hair and glowing green eyes and pale skin. A smile decorated his lisp as he headed straight for Pein.

"Who was that?" Itachi asked.

Kisame glanced at the door that closed behind them.

"That was Death."

"Death?" Itachi quirked a brow.

"Pein-sama fancies him a god. Death is his right hand man, The Grim Reaper."

"Is he strong?" Itachi asked, already calculating in his mind.

"You would be better to try and challenge Pein-sama then Death." Kisame said lowly. "He has an unnatural control of his surroundings. And a mere touch allows him to take your soul."

"And yet he allows Pein to keep control?"

"Of course." Kisame snorted. "Death denies Pein nothing."

Kisame glanced every which way before answering another silent question in a whispering tone.

"They say they're lovers."

Itachi silently pondered this. He had been so sure that the woman Konan was Pein's lover. He shrugged it off and made a note to learn more of this 'Death' for his report to Jiraya.

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Pein brushed the black hair from Hari's brow and smiled softly to himself. Hari moaned softly at the touch and looked at Pein with smouldering green eyes. Pein shivered slightly at such a look and leaned over to kiss his own Grim Reaper. Stealing the breath straight from the young man's lungs he pulled back slightly.

"I love you." Hari sighed happily arching into him.

Pein tangled his fingers in his lover's hair and tilted his head back so he could nibble at his jugular.

"I know darling." Pein whispered against the soft pale skin running his other hand down the youth's spine.

Hari gripped at his cloak and was unresisting in his arms as Pein pushed him up against a wall and hiked him up, forcing him to wrap his legs around Pein's waist. Pein kissed him again and smirked as Hari's hands slid upwards to grip the sides of his face.

"Tell me." Hari whispered through swollen lips, eyes half lidded as he panted.

"Tell you what Darling?" Pein smirked nipped at his lips to draw blood.

He kissed him against, smearing the blood across his lips like lipstick.

"Tell me you love me." Hari gasped pleasurably.

Pein remembered finding his little Grim Reaper. The youth sprawled motionless on the ground, soaked in the downpour and deathly pale. He had been conscious but his eyes had been empty. Horribly hollow. Like everything was gone but the shell one called a body. Pein had taken him back to the base, warmed him up. When the boy had become a bit more aware he had been inconsolable, ranting about how everything was gone. The power radiating off his small frame had been absolutely delicious.

So Pein had done something to calm the youth down. He'd kissed him, told him if he had nothing then he could stay with Pein. Told the youth that if the boy listened to him he would love Hari. Lies and empty promises. Pein had only been looking for power, for a finely honed weapon. He had the vaguest feeling Hari knew of this plan but the boy had readily agreed to follow him anywhere if Pein loved him. Love was not hard to fake. Pein just used lust and the boy who had never had any experience mistook it for love. And lust had been something very easily to pull forwards for this man.

Hari was beautiful. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. He was dark and delicate and so intoxicating. All Pein gave were a few empty words and he had a weapon and a sex toy in one.

Hari was powerful, more then powerful enough to challenge Pein. Pein had no idea what his abilities were as they were not chakra based but they were as powerful as fuck. Hari had blown up a four story building with a wave of his wrist and sent a tornado at a village with a snap of his fingers. Added to the fact that that he appeared as immortal as Hidan and he truly was a force to behold. Pein had personally seen Hari with a sword sticking through his heart pulling it out like it was a thorn. He could easily beat Pein. But the boy was absolutely starved of any positive emotion and Pein took advantage of that. A few words and the boy did anything for him.

He smirked into Hari's lips again.

"I love you." He whispered.

Hari sighed blissfully. Pein was almost sure he heard a tone of sorrow there also but Hari said nothing and only kissed him again.

"I love you Pein."

"You are mine little Reaper."

"Yours."

"Forever?"

"Forever and ever." Hari whispered. "Now love me."

Pein complied and faintly wondered, somewhere deep in his mind, if one day he actually could love Hari. Hari lacked nothing. Anyone could love the youth without trying so perhaps he could.…He doubted it.

Pein smirked into the kiss and took full advantage of the compliance and the devotion just as he would until Hari or himself died. At least he was kind enough to allow Hari to think he loved him.

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End

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