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~TheKindestDemon
Edited (minor details and grammar)
"You…"Itachi's eyes were wide and his breathing was no longer regular.
"My name. Is Uchiha Madara." With a deep bow the crimson eyes of the beautiful man closed and his long onyx hair fell elegantly over his shoulders.
"Don't… Don't come any closer!" Itachi moved into a defensive stance, both hands up, one holding a small blade that curved to a dangerous, sharp tip. Itachi's onyx eyes glared from behind his arms.
Madara simply looked up lazily with no expression, like any Uchiha.
"Itachi, Listen to me. I shall not harm you." A shiver of fear ran down Itachi's spine at the sound of the deep silk voice.
"I'm listening." Itachi's strong voice shook with pure fear. Madara's Chakra was so strong. He would more than likely be able to kill Itachi without moving more than a step.
"Itachi, I realize you are afraid of me, but I am here to give you what I promised you. You already belong to me." Itachi's heart skipped a beat and he readjusted his stance.
"I belong to you?" Itachi stayed in his stance, muscles tense, heart racing.
"You promised yourself to me. One year ago." Everything seemed to freeze as Itachi realized what was happening.
"You... You were the voice… in my head?" Madara's head tilted slightly indicating a 'yes' to the confused Uchiha.
"I shall unlock your true potential, Itachi. That, was my promise." The 8 year old boy started lowering his hands.
"What do you mean... Potential? " Madara smirked.
"I mean, the blood that runs through your veins, has a secret. Not only were you one of the few with the extreme ability of greatness; you also posses a very rare strain of DNA that appears only twice every one hundeed years." Itachi raked his mind for what Madara could have been speaking of. It wasn't sharingan, Itachi already had that and the sharingan wasn't rare in his bloodline.
"What are you talking about" Itachi asked slowly and calmly, his mind lost in thought. Madara smiled.
"I'll show you" Madara began gliding his way closer to the young Uchiha. Itachi didn't move he just stood up straight and his mind didn't really register what was happening. Before He knew it Madara had come to kneel in front of him, Madara's beautiful crimson eyes starred straight into Itachi's onyx ones.
"Show… me…?" Madara reached to cup Itachi's delicate face, the touch so soft it caused goose bumps to shiver down Itachi's pale neck.
"Yes. Show you." Madara brought himself closer to the younger Uchiha and kissed his neck softly, then bit down on the flawless skin. Sharp canine fangs dug into Itachi's flesh and he gasped at the sudden pain.
"Itai…!" Itachi gasped out softly. Suddenly, without warning, the pain erupted into Pure pleasure as it washed over Itachi's body, erupting from the area Madara's mouth caressed Itachi's abused skin. Itachi moaned in pleasure and wiggled to cover a certain problem that was arising in his pants. And as soon as it happened, it stopped. Madara removed his mouth from Itachi's delicate neck and licked away the remaining blood. Itachi looked at Madara dazed and sleepy. Madara wiped his mouth and smirked at Itachi.
"See?" Itachi didn't say anything; he passed out; Blackness containing his every thought as he left reality.
When Itachi awoke he was in a small, darkly lit room with all the windows covered with a dark curtains. The room was dark, but the light of the sun couldn't be drowned out by the curtains. A small cup of tea sat, waiting on a small bedside table, Itachi eyed it. He searched the room for a door and in the doorframe stood that damned figure, A figure of pure beauty that stood watching over the small Uchiha.
"Good Morning, young Itachi" Itachi scrambled up onto his feet and fell to his knees, bowing his head. Madara smiled. Itachi understood the danger. "No need to bow your head. I Have no intentions to hurting you." Itachis small face looked up to Madara to see a small smirk that ran across his flawless lips. "Stand up. I have something to show you." Itachi was scarred, His hands trembled and his heart raced with every word Madara spoke. His mind failed him as he tried to stand, falling right back into his bow. Madara glided toward the small boy and took his hand as he tried a second time. Itachi gasped at the contact. Madara was hot. Burning even. Madara seemed to ignore the burning sensation and help itachi to his feet.
"A-arigatou...Gozaimasu.... Madara-senpai..."
"Senpai, hm?"
"...Yes..." Madara couldn't help a small smile to slide onto his lips. It had been a while since anyone had called him that.
" Come. " Madara placed his hand on Itachi's clothed back and lead him over to a mirrored dresser that stood in a cormer of the room. Itachi Almost screamed at what he was seeing.
"My... My eyes!" Itachi's beautiful Onyx eyes had been filled with the color of blood itself. Crimson. Just like those that belonged to Madara.
"Yes. They have turned their true color."
"True?! How is this true?!" The poor 8 year old boy was confused and lost.
" Listen to me Itachi. " Itachi stopped all movement and looked at the older man, who was standing above him. " This is the eye colour you were born with. It turned black with the loss of power. Your body has craved blood since you were young, and you took these cravings as simple colds and due to the fact you had no clue what was happening; Your heart has gone weak. Am I correct?" Itachi felt his heart lurch. Need... blood? Cravings...?
"What do you mean...?"
" I mean, You carry my gene. A gene of vampirism." Itachi looked at the man as though he was crazy.
"Vampires aren't rea-"
"Thats what we want you to beleive."
"How am I supposed to trust someone as crazy as you?"
"You don't have to trust me. But I do need you to understand me." Itachi Looked up at Madara wordlessly. " You will die. If you do not drink blood. " Itachi pondered his thoughts. " Will you cooperate?" . He said nothing. His face showed nothing, but madara knew. He was going to say no. " Has your throat ever felt as though it was on fire. But you were drowning at the same time? Have you killed an animal you had?"
"... Yes."
"then follow my instruction. Madara lowered himself to the height of the younger Uchiha and used one of his canine fangs to cut his wrist slightly, blood beaded to the surface and madara brought his arm near Itachi. "try it." Itachi Automatically started pushing him away.
"No!" Madara brought the arm closer, Itachis attempts to push him away was nothing in comparison to Madara's unatural strength.
" Itachi, Just do it." Itachi's eyes started to follow Madaras wrist as he struggled and a severe burning began to shock his throat.
"No...." Madara smirked at the young boy. Temptation is a bitch, I suppose.
"Take it, Itachi." Itachi's eyes became alf lidded as his mind called for the delicious crimson liquid flowing through Madara. It smelled like perfection. Vanilla and Honey. Itachis lips parted as his breathing became irregular. The fighting had stopped and now, all he wanted was that piece of Madara. Razor sharp fangs slid out from Itachi's small eye teeth and curved into a perfect tip. The feeling in Itachi's throat had moved from burning to make it feel as though his lungs were filling with water. He could no longer take the pain and his body reacted. He grabbed onto Madaras wrist and bit down into the porcelain flesh just above the cut. He slid his fangs out of the skin and sucked on the wound needily. As Itachi swallowed, each suck caused the water to leave his chest and any remnants of the fire turned back to normal. Not only did the pain go away, but the taste was overwhelming. Unlike what most people beleived blood to taste like, it was not metallic, but instead, it tasted as it smelled. The taste of vanilla mixed with honey. Delicious. Madara allowed a smile to run across his lips as he tilted his head back and enjoyed thew pleasure Itachi had earlier felt, when he was bitten.
After a minute or so, Itachi knew he didn't need to keep drinking He felt perfect and he was no longer in need of the taste. He took his mouth away from Madaras abused wrist, madara simply rubbed his wrist as it knit itself back together.
"Good Boy." Madara turned his head quickly to hear the door openning. He grabed the boy and covered his mouth, hiding them both behind one of the long curtains. Madara suppressed their chakra, so they would become invisible in a sort.
A Masked man with long silver hair looked in the room. Unable to sense or see anything, he left to continue his search for the lost Uchiha boy.
Itachi dug his face into Madara's torso, hearing his heartbeat as it played its own melody. Madara saw the boy and decided to stand a while longer. Itachi began to hum an unfamilliar tune. Itachi kept Madara's heart beat as his beat and hummed a song he had made, for whenever he felt alone and lost. But somehow the song wasn't as lonely as it once was, when he used to sing for help in a dark time. Now It sounded of comfort and being accepted. Itachi clung to Madara and continued to hum. Eventually the older Uchiha moved to bring Itachi into his arms and sit on the floor.
"hmm, hm, hmm...mm...hm.................." Itachi fell asleep to the sound of his new senpai's heartbeat. Madara watched the small boy. Madara Felt as a father. He loved the boy. After only truely meeting him a day ago, Madara felt he could say he loved the boy, knowing it was true. That night they slept in the curtains and awoke to the rising sun.
"Happy birthday Itachi!" Itachi smiled at his friend.
"Thank you, Shisui."
"Not a problem! So. How does it feel to be 13?!"
"Pretty good... I guess" A small raven haired boy took of running, in Itachis direction. As he came nearer to the boy he triped on his own feet and fell. landing on his face about a foot infront of his target. Itachi walked over to the boy and helped him up as Shisui laughed.
" Your brother is pretty clutzy, ne?" Itachi simply shot him a glare and turned back to the small boy
"Are you okay, Sasuke?" Sasuke smiled up at Itachi. His onyx eyes rimmed with tears.
"Yeah! I'm fine Nii-san! I'm strong like you!" Itachi smiled at his brother and lowerd to his level.
"What was it you wanted, Sasuke?" Sasuke looked confused and looked around, as if searching for his lost words.
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"Oh, yeah! Happy Birthday, Nii-san! Aishiteru!" Sasuke Jumped onto his brother to hug him as tightly as he could. Itachi stood up, Taking his younger brother with him.
"Thank you Sasuke." Itachi loved his brother. He would goive his life for him. In fact, Just so Sasuke would be left alone, Itachi allowed his father to violate him, instead of Sasuke. Just because Itachi was hurt didn't mean that Sasuke had to endure that pain aswell. "What would you like to do today, sasuke?"
"I dunno! It's up to nii-san! It is his birthday!" Itachi sighed as he thought of things to do.
"We could watch him train, Sasuke. Thats always fun" Shisui interrupted. Sasuke smiled and looked at Shisui then Itachi.
"Its up to you, Nii-san!"
"Well. I have ceramony to become an Anbu Capitain tomorow. So I should train..." Sasuke looked up proudly at Itachi.
"The Ceramony's tomorow?! Oh, god! I have to go! I'm sorry! You boys have fun, okay?" Sasuke nodded to shisui and Itachi put him down. as Shisui ran in the opposite direction. Sasuke took itachis hand and they walked towards the forest.
"Nii-san!"
"hm?
"I also have to start my ninja academy tomorrow... Does that mean Otou-san wont be going...? I need him to go don't I...?" Itachi thought for a moment knowing full well that his father would go see Itachi and not Sasuke. This would take some work.