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The Newling	By : EntityLvr Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Itachi/Naruto Views: 923 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Deserters and Lessons
- 2-Foolish Brother
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The world is divided into two. The humans and the vampires. When humans first discovered the existence of their fanged companions it was Hell. A full-on war. Luckily a man stepped forward. A true Prince of the vampires. With his reign, peace overcame the world.
Though there are still elders who crave the old ways, as well as newlings who have grudges against humanity. These vampires are known as Deserters. Luckily these disturbances aren’t allowed to continue for long.
Naruto Uzumaki is one of those newlings, a Deserter. He lost his family to burglars when he was five and because he had been too young, he wasn’t able to point out who did it. So, the men got off. They killed his parents for a quick buck, and they got away with it. Naruto was placed in the system, forced to go through years of abuse and bouncing from one home to another. When he was old enough to be on his own, he sought out the only thing he knew would satisfy him. He found a vampire and convinced them to change him. He wanted to take his rage out and make humans suffer. And now he can.
A laugh rings out as another body falls to the ground, joining two others. Blood is everywhere and the humans are torn apart. He licks his lips of the gorgeous liquid, humming in pleasure. A long tongue comes out and licks up the blood from his hands. This is the life, (pun intended). Sure, the process to change had been a complete bitch to go through, but the end result made it worth the pain.
He fixes his clothes and gives his work one more look with a smirk. His killings have created a new fear to slowly creep through the humans. Vampires and humans have lived in a mutual acceptance for a few centuries thanks to their Prince, or some bullshit like that. But Naruto likes installing the fear again. Nothing can stop him! The humans have even given him a name. ‘Kyuubi’. Because they call his work demonic. He takes that as praise.
His hair is golden and short, while his eyes are brilliant blue that can change to red with heightened emotions. His skin is tanner than most vampires due to being tan as a human. Three scars adorn each cheek from past abuse. His fit body is exactly 6’ and currently covered in a blood smattered shirt and pants.
Naruto leaves the alley, a fang showing grin on his face and hands behind his head in a relaxed manner. He suddenly freezes as cold creeps up his spine. He quickly looks around. Another vampire is nearby. A stronger vampire...an older vampire. Naruto considers himself strong but then again, he is only a newborn. A mere child. He bares his fangs. "Show yourself!"
A man steps out, eyes blood red just like his hair. "Naruto Uzumaki. Uncharted Newling Deserter of one month, new terror of the humans, and problem to the social order. You are to be brought before our Prince and judged. I suggest you come quietly."
Naruto snarls out a curse and turns to run. The other man sighs. He uses his speed and appears before the blond, knocking him unconscious with one hit. "Brat." The redhead vampire picks the other up and flickers away. He travels faster than humans can handle to the mansion of their Prince. It is kind of a palace really, but they are trying to modernize it a bit.
-X-
Sasori steps into the main reception chambers and walks towards the raised platform that holds two throne-like chairs. He drops the blond on the floor with a simple, “Tsk. This is the brat.” He binds Naruto's arms behind him in shackles, deciding it will be better to bind him before the Newling wakes up.
One of the figures in the thrones crosses his legs, red eyes taking in the blood covered thing before him. He is in the larger of the two thrones and has a thin band of gold encircling his head, a crown. He is silent in his patience, knowing that Sasori had probably hit him harder than was actually necessary. He recognized that tone.
The second figure is less patient, and a soft growl flows from him. “He stinks.” This one’s voice is seductive to be sure, but it also holds arrogance to it. “Why didn’t we just kill him? He’s only a…” The voice stops when the first figure raises a hand.

“Of course he stinks.”
Naruto starts to come to, hearing the most beautiful thing. That voice. He craves more of it. It burns inside him in a way he didn’t even know a voice could.
“He has bathed in the blood of humans. And he is still a Newling.”
Naruto frowns and tries to open his eyes. He is starting to actually understand what the words are saying. Is this person talking about him?
“The stench of humanity lasts for some time on the Shifted.”
Blue eyes blink open and he tries to move only to find he is bound. He groans as his head throbs a bit. “Fucking asshole…” He hopes he’ll get to beat the shit out of that redhead. Though considering what happened during their last encounter he highly doubts that will ever happen.
“Yes, Sasori does take it a bit far sometimes. But I assume that you did something to aggravate him.”
The blond looks up and freezes. In front of him is the most beautiful creature he has ever seen. This creature also radiates an aura of power and danger. He must have been staring for a few minutes because a smirk appears on the creature’s gorgeous lips. Seriously, it must be against the laws of nature to have such sexy lips. This is obviously a much older vampire and Naruto can sense something else. This is a True Blood.
Despite what humans think, vampires can indeed reproduce with each other. They just do it very rarely. Why? Because during the birth process the mother dies about 98% of the time. The baby will usually end up draining her completely during a first feeding. It takes a very powerful female to survive. In order to impregnate, a specific bite is given. The bite makes the female fertile. Bites all have meaning behind them. Feeding, mating, killing, turning.
Male vampires can also reproduce with female humans. These are called Half-Bloods.
Naruto’s eyes move over him slowly, taking it all in. The man is sitting so Naruto can’t see how tall he is but considering those graceful legs he figured that he is 6’ at the least. The clothes covering that perfect body speak of a mixture of old world and modern. It is intriguing how he pulls it off. His eyes move over that porcelain face and then up to the band of gold settled onto silky raven locks.
“Do you know who I am?” That voice flows over the blond, caressing him again.
He gives a slow nod. “Yeah, I can guess. You’re the Prince, right?”
The Prince’s expression doesn’t change. “I am Itachi Uchiha, High Prince of vampires.”
The one beside him with the silver band adds, “And of you.” Black eyes narrow on Naruto.
Itachi continues as if the other didn’t talk. “Who is your Sire?”
Naruto’s attention is brought back to Itachi and he frowns. “Why does it matter?” Not like he actually knew it anyway.
The raven with short hair, most likely Itachi’s brother, growls. “Just answer him.”
Naruto smirks at the annoyance in his voice. “I don’t have to listen to you. He’s the one with the power.” His eyes turn taunting. “I haven’t even gotten your name yet, so you must not be important.” Some part of him knows this is not a good idea but the bigger part of him loves upsetting this smart mouth True Blood.
The vampire growls louder and clenches his hands against the arm of the throne he’s sitting on. Naruto notices small blue sparks flowing around the fists. The angry vampire looks like he’s about to attack when the commanding voice of Itachi comes through again to gain their attention.
“Sasuke. Remember your place.” That made ‘Sasuke’ take a deep breath and relax. Then Itachi turns back to Naruto. “I will tell you one more time. Give me the name of your Sire.”
Through a random burst of courage that is definitely misplaced Naruto answers with, “Make me.”
A slight upward twitch of the lips in an almost smirk. “Correct choice of words.”
The last thing Naruto sees is swirling black in those pools of red.
-O-
A walk among his thoughts. Access to all memories. “Ah. There it is.” A brush of fingers over the correct one. Itachi watches from this Naruto’s eyes.

My eyes are locked on the clock, waiting for midnight. I know my current ‘father’ will give me my ‘present’ soon after my 18^th birthday has started. He’s been talking of showing me how a real man is made. As soon as that beautiful 12:00 AM shows, I grab my bag and leave through the window I had broken the lock on the day before. I know the exact place to go. I’ve done my research and know the best way to save myself is to become stronger as fast as possible.
So I go to the nearest blood bar and show my ID. The bouncer raises a brow at the date and after checking the time he lets me in. The cold feeling immediately hits me. The chill of so many vampires. Now to find someone willing to turn me. Be my ‘Sire’ or whatever it’s called. Though I’m not enjoying having to submit, yet again, just to survive. I sneer in disgust. How ironic when being drained and turned with the possibility of not making it is safer than being returned to the human I have been living with. When humans are greater monsters than vampires. Well I’ll show them all. I just need the right vampire.
A silver haired vampire with glasses, (must be just for style) appears next to me and makes me jump a bit. “I can smell your hatred from across the bar. Are you in need?”
I nod with determined eyes. I’m not going to picky after all and I figure since this vamp knows I hate humans, he’ll do. I’m not going to follow the bitchy rules I glanced at during a general search on vampires.
The vampire gives a fang showing smirk. “Then follow me.”
I suddenly feel a spike of nerves. Perhaps it’s my survival instinct. “What’s your name?”
The vampire raises a brow before pushing the glasses further up. “Do you want my name or my bite? You don’t get both.”
I just shrug. “Whatever.” I then follow despite my brain’s extreme warnings.
-O-
Naruto blinks and feels a bit lightheaded. “What…huh?” He groans and wishes he could put a hand to his head. “What the fuck was that?”
Instead of an answer Itachi states, “Kabuto.”
Sasuke hisses in what must be anger. “Of course. He only turns humans filled with hate.”
Itachi can still feel the hate and fear from the memories. “Sometimes hate is required to survive…” His voice is soft and makes Sasuke raise a brow. “Never mind.”
Attention is put back on Naruto as the blond speaks in a slightly more hesitant voice. “So now what are you going to do with me?” He didn’t realize that True Bloods had powers like that. Then again, he didn’t really do much research. Just enough to know how to find a vampire willing to change him. Seems there’s so much more to learn. Too bad he was probably going to die.
The answer that’s given alters that thought though. “Considering how new you are I'm tempted to let you live.”
Sasuke’s black eyes turned bright red and he lifted his lip, fangs showing. “Seriously? He tried to cause a panic!”
“Sasuke.” Sasuke tenses at the tone that was starting to be tinged with annoyance. “Remember to whom you speak.”
Sasuke stands and does a small bow. He continues standing though in an attempt to keep himself under control. “Of course.” He doesn’t comment further, knowing it is not good to test Itachi.
Itachi sighs. He’ll need to speak to Sasuke about his behavior later. “As I was saying. Because you are new there is a chance you can be rehabilitated.”
Naruto glares at that. “Tch. And why would I want that?” He had become a vampire to do shit, not to follow rules.
An elegant brow is raised. “Because if you don't then I will end you right now.”
That makes the decision much easier to come to. “What are your conditions?” Good to find out now. He really didn’t want to die.
Itachi nods. “Your rehabilitation will involve assigning you to an Elder. They will keep watch over you and make sure you don’t do anything stupid.” Elders are vampires that are 500 or older and put in charge of Deserters to either rehabilitate them or to confirm a fatal judgement. The Prince isn’t always available to handle them.
Naruto is smartly wary. “Uh-huh…what else?” Because that can’t just be it.
“You will be given a job in order to reshape your attitude.” Red eyes gleam with some unknown mirth even though his face remains neutral. “Your job will be as my servant.” The blond is now gaping at him in shock. “My last servant has finished his rehabilitation, so I find myself in need of a new one and this isn’t optional. This is your future unless you wish to die.” And then he waits patiently for a reply.
Naruto really hates this but sees no other choice. So he nods. “Very well, my Prince.” He knows enough protocol to know that a servant shows respect to those in power. And the High Prince is the highest power.
“Now for your Elder.” Red eyes move to Sasori. “Bring Gaara here.”
The redhead bows. “Yes, my Prince.” He then flits away.
Naruto takes the time to actually look at Sasuke. The raven has short spikey hair that has a bluish tint to it. He is about as tall as Naruto, maybe a few inches over, and definitely well built. Naruto decides that while he’s also really hot, his attitude ruins it. He just screams ‘Bastard’. Blue eyes move to the entrance as Sasori comes back with another, shorter, redhead.
The shorter one, supposedly named Gaara, bows. “My Prince.” He straightens up and looks at Naruto. “I am to be his Elder.” It isn’t a question.
Itachi nods. “It seems fitting. This is Naruto.”
Both Naruto and Gaara take a few moments to size each other up. The older vampire has green eyes, brilliant red hair, and the kanji for Love branded into his forehead. He is a bit on the short side, shorter than Naruto at least but looks like he can kick your ass without even trying.
“Take him to cleanse.” It is an obvious dismissal.
Gaara walks over and easily breaks the bonds, which makes Naru a bit wary. “Come with me.” He turns to the thrones and bows. Naru does it too and then they leave.

As Itachi watches Naruto leave, Sasuke speaks. “Brother. Why did you assign him to Gaara? There is no way he won’t set him off.”
Itachi glances to him and raises brow, a hint of amusement in his voice. “Are you perhaps jealous? Do you not wish to share Gaara?”
Sasori frowns at that. “I’m leaving.” He doesn’t want to hear this. He and Gaara may not be related but they are close enough that Sasori doesn’t want to hear of his sex life. So he leaves.
“Tch. Gaara and I aren’t exclusive. Besides, he won’t sleep with a Shifted. And certainly not that idiot.” The tone doesn’t fully convince Itachi though. He knows that it’s true but Sasuke has always been a bit more possessive of his partners. Ironic in a way since the younger has no problems having many lovers himself.
Itachi brushes it off though. The boy’s problems are not his. At the moment. “Of course. So is it worry for Naruto?” He doubts it but can’t resist the opportunity to ruffle his fangs more.
Sasuke’s face is one of pure disgust, almost as if he wants to puke. “What? Of course not. But why not just kill him instead of forcing Gaara’s wrath?” Itachi notes the extreme reaction. Something has really set his brother off about that Newling.
He sighs. “Naruto has caught my interest. That has not happened in ages. As for why Gaara, I saw some similarities. And Gaara was the first success. It makes sense.” When he senses more he raises hand. “No more on the subject Sasuke. It is done.”
“Yes Itachi.” Sasuke smartly drops it. It’s obvious he’s still grumpy about it, but Sasuke doesn’t want to deny his brother happiness. He can sense there is a deeper meaning as he hasn’t seen Itachi this effected by a trance in a long time.
-O-
Gaara had been an interesting case. While he had a human father it had been only in name if even that. Gaara is what is known as Active Half-Blood. His mother was human while his true father had been a vampire that seduced her and then got her pregnant. The human man she was married to had believed throughout the pregnancy that it was truly his child. When Gaara came out with red hair, the man realized that the baby was actually a bastard.
Gaara had received the bare minimum of love and care from his mother only. At age five he began having insomnia and his thirst began. Of course he didn’t know what he wanted and as such would get aggressive. How was he to know this is normal for his kind.
There is a difference between Active and Dormant Half-Bloods. A Dormant still needs a Sire to activate the vampire genes through one bite. Dormants are usually led through the process by the Sire that turned them or by a Handler assigned to them.
Actives show signs of changing on their own between ages five and seven. Their first feeding almost always ends in death as they lack the control and guidance the other vampires have. They tend to have anger problems and little patience for things; this being because they’re never fully in control of or get used to the feeling of extreme thirst. When an Active presents their body and mind are trying to change, but without the guidance that a bite causes. Insomnia is a common occurrence.
Such was the way for Gaara. At six his mother was reading him a story to try to get him to sleep. The thirst had been building for a few months and suddenly he couldn’t hold it back anymore. The next few minutes were messy and agonizing for his mother. But she never cried out for help. Gaara suspects she had known something would happen. After all, she knew her secret lover had been a vampire. The man that was supposed to be his father had been blinded by rage at the death (or murder) of his wife and he tried to kill the small boy covered in blood.
Gaara managed to escape with a brand on his head as a permanent reminder. He spent the next seven years on the streets, his hatred for humans growing until he snapped and went on a feeding frenzy shortly after turning thirteen. He had been minding his own business of glaring at the humans when a few guys decided it’d be fun to ‘play’ with the fragile looking boy. They were wrong. The incident of course caught the attention of the High Prince. Sasori was sent out to collect the boy. The two had looked at each other and felt a small connection. Sasori’s story had been very similar a long time ago and he recognized the madness it caused.
When Itachi had walked through his memories he assigned him to Sasori as the man is also an Active Half-Blood. After eleven years Gaara was the first real success of rehabilitation. And now at 500 he continues to see Sasori as his Elder.
-O-
Naruto frowns as he follows Gaara. “I still don’t get why he wanted to know who my Sire is.”
The angry looking vampire grunts. “Because of the laws. I don’t expect an Uncharted to know them.” Hatred drips from the words. It seems to be a common thing.
So Naruto simply shrugs with a smirk. “I glanced at them but didn’t really read it. So what laws? And what’s an Uncharted?” If everyone is going to hate him then he is going to have fun with it.
Gaara is beyond annoyed, but also knows it’s his job as the Elder. “There are laws to changing a human. You need to get permission after submitting a document explaining why you want to be their Sire. If it seems acceptable then the human will be researched to make sure they will respect our laws. The humans who are turned against the laws are called Uncharted and their Sires are usually killed.” He glances at him, showing his full annoyance. “Obviously Kabuto refuses to follow the laws.”
Not like Naruto knew the name anyway. The vamp never told him it. “So why hasn’t he been caught before?” Sounds pretty careless of the High Prince. That is a bit amusing to him.
Gaara shrugs. “That’s not my business.” He stops next to an open doorway and inside is a bathing area. “Strip and wash the stench off.”
“With you watching?” Naruto takes the silent stare as a ‘Yes’. “Fine.” He goes in and strips before looking back with a smirk. “Enjoy the show then.”
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