A/N: To tell you the truth I was a bit disappointed... I'm not bragging or anything, but I was expecting more reviews for the last chapter. But.. not matter, I thank from the bottom of my heart to the people that did review and I hope I'll hear more from them. ^_^.

fallenmad, I do have plans for Sasuke, as you will see in this chapter. :P

Something I wanted to clarify: I'm not 100% positive I want to make a romantic conection between Alucard an Ino. First of all Alucard is a vampire, and all he seen in Ino is a fascination for blood and the fact that to him she is one strange human. At the moment I don't know for sure if in the future the two of them will be romantically involved, I'm still trying to keep up with the horror thing (although in my opinion I'm not doing such a great job.)

The second thing: I try to keep everyone in character, with small variations, specifically with Ino, since she has grown in mind and abilities. Maybe Sasuke will be more open to conversation, just for the fun of it.

Anyway, enough with my rambling and on with the chapter!!!

Previously:

As soon as she reached her room, Ino's senses prickled. Someone is here. She quickly took a kunai from her pouch and fell in a battle stance, senses extended to their maximum. "Come out! I know you're here!"

"Very clever..." that voice could only belong to one man. "...Blondie."

Her heart began beating faster as her mind registered who exactly was in her room.

Calm down Ino....remember...stare death in the eye.

It took her a few seconds and some calming exercises her father taught her to fully recompose.

"I have no business with you, so get out of my way." her voice was steady, every word carefully weighted.

He watched her with growing interest, circling her like the predator that he was.

"Your blood, the essence of your life...it's different." his voice was seductive, every word rolling from his mouth sounding like a promise.

"Tell me Blondie, what would you do if I took that precious life liquid from you? Drained every drop until I have my fill of your sweet drug?"

She shivered. I must be cold...

The feeling of being cornered kept popping inside her brain, but being the stubborn woman that she was, Ino ignored it. Instead of cowering in fear, the small kunoichi decided to face the seductive criminal before her.

"Your empty words don't frighten me. If you expect me to cower in fear like a dear when faced with a pack of wolves, you picked the wrong dear to mess with." A fierce look backed up her words.

A chuckle was his response, before the No Life King burst in a fit of insane laugh. "Wonderful!"

He leaned toward her, his breath now near her neck, making her nerves prickle in alert. "Even faced with death, you are willing to fight tooth and nail. Blondie, you are truly an interesting human."

It happened again. She couldn't move, even if she tried, she couldn't move an inch. She felt his aura, dark and menacing, hellish power boiling just beneath the surface. She could practically see how her own aura crashed against his, fighting against each other in a sinuous dance.

The smell of her blood was driving him crazy. Now that he had taken a bite from that forbidden fruit he knew he was hooked. The sweetness, the purity, the power boiling inside it, it was the greatest drug a Nosferatu as himself could ever want.

He knew that now he couldn't back down. Every cell in his undead body craved for another drop of that life giving substance. It was a thirst only her blood could quench.

"Tell me Blondie, are you a virgin?"

The question hit her like a ton of bricks. Her temper fired up, anger pouring from every fiber of her being. Acting on instinct, she charged with a well delivered knee into his stomach, followed by a punch in the jaw.

A squeak followed by a deep blush came soon as Ino shouted in a girlish tone.

"HENTAI!!! chikushou, naze taomu ka." (PERVERT!! Damn, why do you ask?)

"I told you before Blondie, speaking in your own tongue won't help you much." He reset his jaw for the second time that day and looked the angry woman in the eyes. "You also know that if you hit me, you will be punished. So answer the question."

"Hmph!" She placed her hands over her chest in an indignant matter. "I am a kunoichi, a tool, and a kunoichi's body is her greatest weapon. No, I am not, I've done more seduction missions than I can remember."

An elegantly shaped eyebrow rose. "Did you sleep with all of them?"

He felt a small pang of jealousy. Alucard was used with females that were pure, untamed, seemingly waiting for him to claim them.

Another blush, another attempt to punch him. This time he caught her wrist, bringing her closer.

"Answer me."

"No! Of course not! The missions were to assassinate. Sexual intercourse was as a final option, but why the hell do you care?"

The blush that previously covered her cheeks now reached her ears.

"Your blood is pure, too pure. Like that of a virgin." He paused to let his words sink in before lovering his tone to a more seductive one. "So pure I want to taste it again."

His last words caressed the shell of her already sensitive ear, causing Ino to shiver once more.

"Get your hands off me you damned blood addict!!"

She wretched free, sending a few shuriken in his direction. They hit him full force, making the vampire hiss in pain.

"What did I tell you Blondie? Now it's my turn."

The movement was so fast she didn't even have enough time to register it.

Suddenly Ino found herself pinned to the wall, Alucard's burning eyes staring into her sky blue ones. She watched in horror as he took a kunai from her pouch.

He made her watch, he wanted her to watch his every move. The way he took her wrist like it was a precious object, the agonizingly slow motion in which he made a clean gash on her hand, a shallow cut, but enough for the blood to begin oozing out.

He looked into her eyes when his tongue began lapping the blood and she couldn't stop staring when a look of pure bliss came across his face.

Her eyes were glued to his features, the feeling of his ice cold tongue against her hot skin making her dizzy.

She felt drained, she felt raped, she felt lost, like the only thing making sense in that moment being his mouth glued to her skin.

If he were to describe Heaven, at that moment, Alucard could say for sure that it tasted as sweet as this. He lapped with greed, careful as not to pierce the skin with his sharp fangs.

Her memories flooded his mind, drowning him in a vortex of events.

A small, blond girl competing with her pink haired friend over the affections of a boy, missions, training, a dark forest filled with death, a large arena, her fights, her friends. He saw how she grew as a teenager, saw her tears at the death of her teacher, more fights, more loved people being lost.

She was like an open book to him, amazing him and keeping him on edge with each memory he viewed.

Finally, after what seemed like eternity, Alucard raised his head, still holding her wrist in an iron grip. A glazed look shadowed her eyes, the blood loss taking it's toll on her already weakened body.

The grin on his face made her punch him. She wanted to beat him to a bloody pulp, yell at him, kill him them wait for him to regenerate only to kill him again, but she couldn't. She felt weak and sleepy. Her skin felt like it was on fire, every nerve in her body becoming extra sensitive.

Maybe I'll kill him tomorrow, now I'm too...

Alucard watched in amusement as her eyes as the girl before him closed her eyes and fell into his arms. A deep chuckle followed when she gave a soft moan at his touch. He knew what a vampire's "kiss" could do to a mortal. His saliva must have entered her system, and although it wasn't enough to turn her or cause her any damage, it was enough to make her hypersensitive to any type of touch.

"Truly interesting you are, Ino. Until next time..."

He gently placed her on the bed, then phased out of her room through a dark portal.

Integra stood in her large, comfy chair, sipping on a cup of tea. A cigarette lay forgotten in the ashtray . She was getting impatient. Just before she began sprouting obscenities, the one she was waiting for decided to appear.

"You called, my Master."

The grin on his face seemed wider, the insane glint in his eyes seemed stronger and his bow seemed to mock her even more. "Care to explain, Servant, what happened today?"

"What happened, Master?"

A gloved hand slammed the desk in frustration. "Don't play stupid with me vampire!! You know as well as I do what I'm talking about! I specifically told you now to harm he, and what do you do? You try to bite her?"

When her voice finally subsided to it's normal volume, Integra fell into her chair. She sighed, lighted a cigar and contemplatively watched her monster pet. "You will be punished, vampire."

His head was bent low, ready to receive his punishment. "What will it be, my Master?"

"Vampire Alucard, you are forbidden to feed for a week. Cross my word vampire and I will personally make sure you are sealed up forever!"

Crimson eyes widened for a moment. "No food? For a week?" He quickly materialized behind her, his breath near the juncture of her neck. His once wicked voice took a smoother tone. "Not even some sweet, virgin blood, my Master?"

"Leave! Before I seal you for good, vampire!!" She slammed a hand on the desk once more.

As soon as her servant retreated, Integra took the liberty of lighting another cigar. Damn!

She dialed a number on the intercom. Soon after the polite voice of her butler could be heard.

"Yes, sir Integra."

"Walter, give Alucard the details of tonight's mission. Tell him to take Seras with him."

"Yes sir. Would you like another cup of tea, sir?"

"Walter, you're an angel. Please do."

The sound of his clip unloading, followed by the sickening sound of brain splatter felt like music to his ears. Rivers of dark ghoul blood gathered around him as he slaughtered the mindless creatures. His posture, the insane laugh, the way he pulled the trigger, all showed the pleasure he took while killing.

"Slaughter, Police Girl, must be enjoyed. Lear to love it and you might keep your sanity." He laughed at his words while watching his fledgling kill the ghouls with accuracy.

Seras aimed and fired, visualizing nothing but targets.

Master said I should learn to love it in order to keep myself sane.

She took a quick glance at her sire and saw the insane look in his eyes and the wild grin that showed he loved his job. A sigh went past her lips.

Like that worked for your sanity, Master.

Another gunshot was heard. Pain registered in Alucard's mind. He turned around and saw the master vampire smirk at him in triumph.

"You filthy Hellsing pet, did you really think that one that server humans would be able to kill me? Die!!!"

The vampire emptied his clip in Alucard's body, creating holes in his flesh. Blood and organs flew everywhere, his body falling on the floor in a shredded, bloody heap. If one were to watch closely, he or she could see the brain scattered on the clobber stone path.

"Ha! Is this all it takes to kill Hellsing's infamous weapon?" He turned around to look at Seras.

His were eyes filled with lust as he took in her body. Short blond hair, generous breasts, creamy legs, everything completed with the dark blood soaking her form.

"You my darling, are positively delicious. I shall truly enjoy you."

A sound from behind his diverted his attention, making him halt in his steps. As he turned around, he felt the need to scream.

"How? How is it possible?"

Cassul in one hand, the Jackal in the other, Alucard stood in all his evil greatness. His fangs glinted in the moonlight warning his enemy of the death to come.

He loved to see his enemies wide eyed as he practically came back from the dead every time. They all thought at some point of the battle that they got him, sent him to the pits of hell. Of course, he allowed them that moment of hope, the feeling of their frightened faces when they saw him regenerate bringing him such satisfaction.

"Y-you monster!! Stay away from me!!"

The screams of agony, the way they begged, it made him sick. "You call yourself a vampire, yet squeal like a little girl in the face of a true monster? Even my fledgling is braver than you, maggot!!"

Shadow tendrils reached for him, successfully putting a stop to his struggle.

"You pathetic piece of shit, cowards like you should never be let out in the open. I get sick by just looking at you."

A hell hound appeared, looking in disgust at the begging vampire. "You're presence disgusts me." with those last words, Alucard began heading back, satisfied with his victim's screams of agony.

He would kill him slowly, enjoy through his hound every broken bone, every ripped piece of flesh.

"Come Police Girl, the night is still young."

"Yes, my Master!" Her voice was slightly deeper, blood lust seeping into her mind at the sight displayed by her sire.

Ino woke up in the middle of the night panting. She looked at her wrist and saw the blood coated cut. Great, this will leave a mark. Cool, green chakra healed her injury, as she scrapped the dried blood away.

What have I done?

She knew she was doomed. Her stubbornness and stupid bravery brought her doom. She had been playing with fire, toying with the devil, and now she was bound to feel the burns.

"Your blood, the essence of your life...it's different." His words replayed inside her mind. "Tell me Blondie, what would you do if I took that precious life liquid from you? Drained every drop until I have my fill of your sweet drug?"

She swung her legs at the edge of the bed and headed toward the bathroom to take a shower.

I believe it's the chakra...It has to be the chakra! After all, chakra traveling through the chakra circulatory system in in it's pure, raw form. Since the chakra system coincides with the blood circulatory system, it makes sense that my blood tastes so pure. The chakra in the blood makes it powerful, making my blood the finest vampire drug.

She banged her head on the cold shower wall in defeat. Great, now I'm surely not going to get out of this mess.

Well since she was bound to be hunted by a certain vampire, Ino decided that at least she should know a little about himself. Knowing your enemy gives you a better chance at bringing him down.

With that thought in her mind, the blond kunoichi exited the shower. She grabbed a pair of shorts and a simple shirt. As she tied her hair in the usual, high pony tail, Ino exited the room to get a midnight snack.

Just as she reached the kitchens, Ino spotted a head with short blond hair. Seras! Wait a minute! The bastard is her master, she has to know something about him...

"Hey, Seras, wait up!"

The young Draculina stopped in her tracks and turned around to see Ino waving at her.

"Come here, I have something I wan to talk with you."

Shyly, Seras approached the bossy kunoichi. Even though she was a vampire, the girl couldn't help but be timid in Ino's presence. While she was still afraid of Alucard, even though he was her master, Ino seemed to held no such feeling toward the king of the night.

"Yes, Ino. How can I help?"

"Tell me more about Alucard."

She looked into Ino's big blue eyes dumbfounded. "A-About Master?"

"Yeah, about your master. Tell me what you know of him."

"Ummm..." Why would she want to know more about Master? It's not like I know much about him either!

"Master is.... he's strong, sometimes mean with me, but he can be kind too. He.... Urgh, I don't know, I don't know much about him either."

Ino's tensed face suddenly relaxed, a look of sympathy crossing her features. "It's okay Seras-chan, I'm sure you will. After all, he is your Master, he will tell you, I'm sure of it." She gave her a warm smile and walked away, waving at her in a manner that she could only describe as Kakashi-like.

"I'm off to sleep, see ya tomorrow night!"

Ino found herself sitting on a huge four poster bed. The sheets were a crimson red, contrasting with her long white dress. Her hair was let loose, a red rose tangled through her long blond tresses. She glanced around her, hoping to realize where exactly she was.

All that her eyes saw was a table and a few candles that gave the room a mixture between creepy and romantic.

A sound caught her attention as a pair of strong hands encircled her waist. She shivered as the hands traveler upwards, faintly touching the tips of her hardened nipples. They reached her throat, softly massaging her raging pulse. With practiced dexterity, they turned her around, allowing her glazed blue eyes to look at her predator.

"You!!" She began to panic as she saw his fangs elongate.

He gave her no time to run or scream, his mouth quickly descending upon her neck. The sharp fangs quickly punctured her soft flesh as the vampire began to greedily suck and lap her sweet, intoxicating blood.

At the beginning, the pain was bordering to unbearable. She gave a short scream, but no use, his fangs brutally ruptured her flesh causing a river of blood to flow.

Soon, a wave of dizziness and pleasure clouded her senses. She gave a soft moan, responding to the feeling of his hands traveling down her body, passing her achingly stiff nipple, lingering on her breast then going lower until it reached …..

She jumped from her bed, heart beating wildly inside her chest.

What in Kami's name was that??

Usually, when Ino was frustrated, she trained. This would be no exception as she put on the shinobi attire from back home, strapped the kunai holster to her thigh and the weapon pouch to the back of her skirt.

After she quickly ate her breakfast, the former Konoha kunoichi reached Hellsing's training grounds. She had her own training spot, littered with huge punching logs and different targets. It was still an early morning, so Ino decided to begin with a meditation session, just to calm her raging nerves and prepare her for the tiering training she planned to put herself through today.

She stood still for a few hours, emptying her mind, listening to the sound of nature around her.

After her mediation session, Ino felt her mind cleared and ready for practice. Practice target seemed alright for now, so the girl decided that working on it for another three hours sounded good.

When evening came, her fists and legs were raw and bruised from hitting the log. Ino currently held herself upside down on a think branch of an oak. She had been sitting there for the last two hours, refining her chakra control. Her eyes were closed, mind open to every sound.

Another hour passed. Suddenly, the tips of her senses registered a new presence approaching the training grounds. She strained her senses further, trying to realize who it was.

The aura seems frail, definitely not Seras or Alucard.

Curiosity peeked as she opened her eyes. To her disappointment it was only a solider that believed his shooting skills needed sharpening.

The small shout of fear reached her sensitive ears. They were pathetic, scared when they was a ninja hanging from a tree. Useless civilians, they have no idea of what being a shinobi really is.

The night had just begun. Fading tongues of fire could be seen in the sky as the Sun made place for the queen of dark. Such a lovely night...

A familiar voice interrupted her thoughts. "Ino!"

As she opened her eyes, Ino saw Seras standing a few feet in front of her. With a gracious flip that allowed her to land soundless on the ground, the kunoichi was now facing her vampire friend.

"Seras! What brings you here?"

Catching her breath, the forever young girl began speaking. "Sir Integra called for a meeting in her office."

Ino's eyes brightened at the prospect of a mission. "Right!" she answered in a much to cheery voice. "I'll see you there!" and without thinking, she shunshined into Integra's office.

Left alone, Seras blinked twice and huffed indignantly. "Whether is traveling through a dark portal or disappearing in a cloud of flower petals, they all seem to leave me behind." and she began running toward the office in a hurry. I have to remember asking Master to teach me that portal thing sometime.

The office was large. Paintings were hung up the walls, illustrating epic battles between good and evil. However, the most imposing painting showed a man in his late forties that had a striking resemblance with the woman standing behind the large oak desk, smoking a cigar.

"Now that you are all gathered, I'll fill you in on the latest developments."

Alucard was lurking in a dark corner, watching everything with slight interest. He tried to catch the blond warrior's gaze and who knows, maybe even frighten her a little, but never managed. Ino kept her eyes straight ahead, absorbing Integra's every word.

"We managed to catch one of Millennium's pawns as he tried sneaking into the mansion. Walter is currently interrogating him." She took another drag from the cigar, allowing the white smoke to escape her mouth in long cloud. "There is one problem. As far as Walter said, he won't talk. We've tried all kinds of torture, he just won't give in and I'm afraid that if we don't do something fast the bastard will kill himself. We can't let Alucard do the job, since he'll surely kill himself before we get anything out of him...."

"I'll do it."

Every pair of eyes in the room were upon her.

Ino looked at the curious look they all had and sighed. "I used to be in the torture and interrogation team back home. I can handle him clean and fast."

"Fine, we will accompany you."

He was pathetic. He looked pathetic. A cheap imitation of a vampire that made even her gag. Filthy rodent!

Gradually, after seeing so many cheap creatures that dared to call themselves rules of the night, Ino began to respect the two tamed vampires Integra had by her side.

At least they respect themselves.

She watched with steel eyes as Walter exited the room a grim expression on his face. "Good evening miss Ino, I understand you'll take charge?"

"Good evening Walter. Yes, I'll make him speak in no time." She watched them... they were still skeptical. "I will need another person to come in there with me. Seras, Walter?"

"I believe Walter would be more appropriate, but tell me, why another person?"

The confident grin on her face said it all. "You'll see."

Alucard watched as they both entered the room. The freak vampire seemed to laugh at her sight, but Ino's eyes were steeled with something between determination and morbid pleasure.

Inside the torture room, Ino regarded the pathetic man in front of her. He didn't seem to refined in his powers. "What a piece of shit. Walter, please take care of my body while I'm out."

The elderly butler regarded her strangely. "Of your... body miss Ino?" Nonetheless, he positioned himself behind her, ready to catch her if there was the case.

Her hands traveled through familiar hand signs, the joy of using her family jutsu emanating through her pores. Finally, Ino placed her outstretched hands in a heart shape targeting the freak through the gap. Shinteshin no jutsu!

The feeling of leaving her body accompanied her as her soul traveled into the freak's lifeless body.

Darkness, that's what a mind traveler first saw. "I'm in." she spoke through the man's voice. "Walter, take care of my body, I'll search for what we need."

Walter watched amazed. He saw as her body went limp in his arms and then she spoke from within the freak standing before him. She must have taken over his mind....Interesting.

Ino knew the drill. When people had something important to hide, they usually protected it, so all she had to look for was the door that had most locks.

To say that she was excited would be an understatement. Ino was practically bubbling with joy at the prospect of mind walking once more. Truth be told, she missed her times in the interrogation squad. Though they were dark times indeed, but there she felt most useful. It was something she was best at. Her father taught her all the ins and outs of the human mind, preparing her for her time there since she was a child. She did her job in a clean and effective way, making her the most sought out interrogator in all fire Country. Now, Ino had the chance to prove her value once more and she wasn't planing on failing.

It didn't take much time to find the sought door. She easily broke the chains and prepared herself for the assault of memories.

It all happened in a rush. She saw it and felt it like they were her own memories.

A needle punctured her skin...the transformation began....a hellish pain broke her body as her every cell battled to stay alive. A doctor observed her as she finally stood up, now part of the undead. He spoke of a "She", the source of their vampire freaks.

Pride filled her senses as she stood in front of a short, fat, blond man who was referred to as Major. He had a cunning smile on his face that turned from pleasant to mad in the span of a second. He talked of war and his love for war, talked of plans for a never ending war and the glory of it.

Beside her, behind her, all around her, ghouls moaned, their eyes void, drool dripping from their wide open mouths, bits of rotten flesh hanging from between their blunt teeth.

She left, heading toward a dark room. The wails of unfortunate prisoners could be heard from the nearby cells.

She took a pretty looking woman, dragging her by the hair to a dark corner where she sunk sharp fangs into her tender flesh. Blood sprouted everywhere, showering her face in a delightful rain of crimson. The feeling of being complete overwhelmed her as she began to greedily suck more, rip more flesh and claw at her victim.

The sound of her choked scream was like melody to her ears and when the poor woman began choking on her won blood, she let her fall on the floor and watched her slowly transform into a mindless creature.

She had to get out. The memories were slowly overwhelming her... more crimes, more slaughter and the joy of doing it all. It took all of her willpower to make the sign that canceled the jutsu and when she found herself back in her body she was sweating and panting like crazy.

"Miss Ino, are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost!"

Walter's concerned face seemed to calm her a little, allowing her to speak.

"Worse. Let's get out of here and tell sir Integra what I found out."

After explaining everything she saw, Ino was back to her room. The night was at it's peak, sparkling stars winking on the clear sky. She opened the window, allowing the night's fresh breeze to enter her dorm. After a few calming breaths, she took a comfortable seat on the bed and began the tedious meditating session that allowed her to cleanse her mind of the after effects of mind walking.

Indeed, the downfall of traveling and rummaging through people's minds was that if you weren't careful enough, you might forget who you are, allowing yourself to be eaten by other people's memories. In her opinion, Ino believed that her inner self was born from that very need to protect her psyche form the wave of memories she experienced after every mind walk.

From within the shadows, Alucard watched as she closed her eyes. His keen hearing managed to decipher her murmur.

"Watashi no kokoro ha waatashi ni zokusuru. Watashi no kokoro ha waatashi ni zokusuru...."

She repeated those words like a mantra, and though he had no idea what it meant, it seemed to calm her. He saw the wild look in her eyes as she exited that room, he saw the sheer amount of will it took her to keep a straight face while reporting to Integra, he saw it all. And now, watching her deal with it like she'd been through this things all her life, it impressed him. He knew what she might have seen... atrocious crimes that you could never imagine even in your worst nightmares and who knows what other things Millennium's soldiers did.

He was a monster... Alucard wouldn't deny it, but he at least had pride and a small set of manners. He only slaughtered and enjoyed to slaughter the ones that deserved it. The fact that in his vision they all deserved it was another story.

Darkness. All around there was nothing but darkness and the rotten environment of a cage. He had no idea how much time had passed since he last spoke to a person or eaten a proper meal. Days....weeks....months?

He had done hideous things.... yes, he remembered. Hideous murders he worked hard to atone for. So hard he ended up in the dump he was currently in, accused of treason. Oh, he did betray, but he didn't feel bad for it. He repaid evil with evil, what was wrong in that? Or was he feeling bad for it?

...No... I'm....I'm sorry I left you my friend....Naruto.... I'm sorry Sakura...I should have seen you, took notice of you...I'm sorry I killed you... and to your friend....what was her name....Ino! Yes, Ino...I'm sorry I took her away from you, and for probably sending you to a gruesome death. I'm sorry for all I've done.... do you find it in your hearts to forgive me?

He had become thin, bones sticking out from lack of proper nourishment. His mind was fuzzy and his every cell hurt from the torture Madara gave him, but he waited. He still focused all of his energy in keeping a steady chakra level and find a weak spot. Something, anything that could knock his torturer down and get him out of the hellhole he was in. He found none.

As time went by he slowly began to think of his death....what peace would it bring? His thoughts traveled to Konoha, the village with forever green leaves and smiling faces. The people he left behind in his search for power, his friends, his comrades, everyone. Naruto, his best friend, the one who believed in him to the very end, the one who gave him the chance to atone after he, the traitor, killed the love of his life....Sakura.

Her smiling face and sparkling emerald eyes had haunted his nightmares ever since. The way she loved him and he never took notice, and especially how he took away from her the thing she treasured most...life.

A sound woke him up from his musings. The cell door opened. He stood there, his sharingan being the only thing visible in the darkness.

"To be honest with you, I'm bored. Torturing was fun, but you don't scream much, so where's the point in that?..."

Sasuke looked at him with suspicion. Where is he going at? Will I die?....finally. Is this how the grand Uchiha clan finds it's end? Killing each other?

"...That is why, Sasuke-kun, I've decided to kill you. However, killing you the normal way would be too boring, I want you to suffer while you die. Of course, I won't be able to see it, but I know it ain't anything pretty on the other side, so death is inevitable."

What is he talking about?

A wisp of light allowed him to see the hand signs he made. It's... that jutsu!....

He didn't have time to finish his thought. The void sucked him in making his head dizzy, drawing him more and more to the land of unconscious.

Am I...dead?

A/N: So, here it is!!! I hope you like it! And don't forget, I'm waiting for those reviews!!! Constructive criticism is apreciated and ecouraged. Feedback also.

Untill next time,

Ity ^_^