I don't own Naruto, nor any of it's characters.

Any character that may be involved that is not from the original manga by Kishimoto, or the Bible for that matter, is MINE.

Why hello. I'm the author, Ciiah. This fic was written quite spontaneously. I should be focusing on my other fics "Possess Me", and "Sweet and troublesome", but today me and my girlfriend were watching Constantine (awesome movie!) and suddenly I just... HAD to write something! So I brought my laptop, and this chapter is the result. If you want me to continue the story, I'll totally do it. I just wanted to try it out. So this chappie is more like an experiment.

The genres are:
Slight horror (the story involves violence, blood, darkness and such. Nothing too bad.)
SLASH (yaoi, boy-on-boy, homosexual love. Capishe?)
(pairings: SasuNaru, NejiShikamaru, InoSakura (cuz I wanna try writing some yuri, too!) and there might some more. Haven't decided yet.)

Oh, and I should also warn you - Naruto WILL act very ooc at times, but I have a good excuse, and you'll get the picture later. In this chapter he is very dark and cold towards everyone, but he has his reasons. :)

Chapter one. Uzumaki Naruto. (Sasuke's p.o.v.)

The bar was already full when he got there. Sasuke snorted. He was usually the first one to get there. He couldn't stand hell. Not because it hurt being there - he was a demon, after all - but because he was bored.

Bored of all the frail, pathetic, whiny souls of the humans who had committed one too many sins. Souls that Sasuke himself had brought to hell. Back in the old days, he used to laugh insanely as the souls he guided to hell realized that he wasn't an angel and that he wasn't going to bring them to heaven. Sasuke played for the other team. He was one of the bad guys.

But that was then. When he was young.

These days he usually just grabbed the soul by its' wrist and threw it in. "Off you go," he'd say, smirk a little, and then turn away.

Humans, he thought as he took a sit by the bar desk. Humans were so naive. They believed that people who deserved to go to hell didn't exists. That there was some good in everyone. How wrong they were.

"The usual," he mumbled to the bartender and reached for his wallet. He dug up two silver coins and put them on the desk. Pretty soon his drink arrived. A black, smoky drink. Sasuke had no idea what so ever what it contained, but he liked it. It tasted like metal.

"Sasuke," a hand on his shoulder and a breath that smelled like expensive cigarettes proclaimed the arrival of his co-worker, Shikamaru. That lazy asshole was actually one of the few people Sasuke could stand. "What took you so long? Ino's been whining about you all night."

Sasuke didn't say anything. He brought his glass to his mouth and took a sip. Calm filled him.

"Ino's always whining," Sasuke smirked cruelly, and Shikamaru sniggered.

"Well said. I can't stand that bitch... ever since she joined our crew, she's been all about Sasuke-this and Sasuke-that. How many humans has she even brought to hell?"


"Sixteen? In ten months?" Shikamaru gave a scoff. "That's pathetic."

"Indeed. But it's not like we can get her fired... With her being Balthazar's niece and all..."

"Hmph." Shikamaru ordered a drink and the two demons sat in silence.

"So what else is new?" Sasuke wondered, mostly to break the silence and so that they could focus on something else than the deafening house-music and random young demons screaming with laughter.

"Well..." Shikamaru took a gulp from his beer and gestured towards a table across the room. "Kiba's been busy all night, sucking face with one of the new angel-graduates..." A snort. "Some way to begin their angelic career."

Sasuke squinted his eyes. A pink haired girl sat in Kiba's lap and enthusiastically mixed her saliva with his. His eyes switched over to another mode, which allowed him to see the white wings on her back, fluttering softly, and the grey crucifix tattoo on her shoulder. It also allowed him to see Kiba's fangs, claws and raw eyes. The sight disgusted him. Not Kiba's true self, nor the angel's, but the fact that two so different creatures so willingly broke all rules and committed themselves to such human acts. Hormones. Disgusting.

"That's gross."

"Why do you think I left them? I was stuck there for over an hour with Kiba and the angel-whore basically screwing on the couch, and Chouji, who by the fucking way already was insanely drunk when he got here. It was torture."

Sasuke gave an amused laugh.

"Sorry about that. So why this commotion? I mean... what's with all these..." He gestured to the crowded nightclub. "... People?"

"Don't act like you don't know," Shikamaru snorted and lifted his glass to take another sip, but as Sasuke's face remained questioning, he rolled his eyed. "For crying out loud, Sasuke... This is the day! The tenth!" Shikamaru gave a wicked grin. "The angels have graduated from their academy. Full-fledged, holy spirits, here to SAVE this fucking planet and its habitants..." Shikamaru chuckled. "And they're here, at the Neutral House to celebrate."

Sasuke looked out, his pupils widened so that he could tell the demons and the angels apart. It truly was difficult. They were all drinking, dancing... A heavy, deep beat. And they all moved beautifully. Demons and angels alike. Those who didn't dance were seated, drinking wine and other suspicious drinks. At one table, some older angels amused themselves with ordering water and turning it to wine with a simple hand gesture.

"They pretend to be so sacred..." He finished his drink and waved for the bartender to bring him another one. "They're no better than us."

Shikamaru shrugged.

"Well, you might be right... But that's only when they're in here. When they're at work, they fight their knuckles bloody. For the sake of humans. You know, they go to that angel academy for eight years. Eight years of learning how to fight for humans, to love humans, to understand their worth... They're being fucking brainwashed, if you ask me. But at least they have something to fight for. Something noble. To be honest... We're scum compared to those people." He smirked. "But we like it."

"That pink-haired chick also seems to like it," Sasuke chuckled and pointed to the table where the angel-girl was willingly grinding herself against Kiba as he was heatedly grabbing her thigh.

Shikamaru laughed and turned away from the sight. After a few seconds, he turned more serious.

"That's not all, though. It's true that it's their graduation, but I mean... Look at this place. It's fucking five stories, and it's totally packed. There were fifty-one graduates this year. The rest that are here are either older angels or demons. But why would so many people show up just because there's some new angel-flesh around?"

"I'm dying to know," Sasuke drawled and closed his eyes as the alcohol finally kicked in. He was starting to feel much more relaxed.

"Uzumaki. Naruto," whispered Shikamaru. Sasuke's eyes widened and turned red. Shikamaru gave a calm, cold smile when he saw Sasuke's reaction. "You finally remember? Today is the tenth of October. It's Uzumaki Naruto's birthday."

"The Uzumaki Naruto?" Sasuke stared down at the dark substance he was consuming. His head was spinning. Was it because of the alcohol?

"I'm talking about the one and only Naruto, son of the arch angel Minato, and the demon general Kushina. Born from both darkness and light..." Shikamaru's leering face turned serious, respectful almost. "Half angel, half demon. It's madness that he even survived. Hell wanted him dead. Heaven wanted him dead. But due to both of the parent's high status, they managed to arrange a deal with Jehovah and Lucifer. The boy has been growing up with the neutrals on earth."

"Father Krum?" Sasuke's eyes were even wider now. He had heard of Naruto - everyone knew who he was - but he didn't know anything about the rumored boy. Except the fact that he was the offspring of one of heaven's mightiest angels, and one of hell's darkest demons.

"None other. The half-breed. He's like one hundred and eleven now or something," Shikamaru said and gave an amused snort. "Still going strong though. Last time I went to visit him, he chased me and hit me with his staph cuz I stole of their apple pies."

"Uzumaki Naruto was raised by the neutral monks?" Sasuke asked and ignored Shikamaru's not so touching story.

"Yep," Shikamaru sighed. "He had to be raised by neutrals, since he is both angel and demon, see? One day, he has to make a choice - serve heaven, or serve hell. Since today is his seventeenth birthday, this is the day he is finally allowed back into our society. No one has seen him in years!"

"... And?"

"And! Sasuke, don't you see it? People are expecting him to show up here. Technically, he too is a graduate. He took the same test as the angels, but at the temple where he has been living up until now."

"What about the demon's test?" Sasuke wondered and let his finger slide along the edge ot the glass.

"He pulled it off last year. The angels study for eight years, learning everything there is to know about love and respecting the humans and stuff... We only need four to learn how awesome it is to be bad." Shikamaru smirked again and took a sip from his glass.

"And years of training."

"That too, of course. But apparently, he's been doing all of that at the temple. The neutrals have ex-demons, too, you know."

"So... He's a fully trained demon, and a fully educated angel... So he can just-"

"Take a pick, yeah. And no one knows which side he's gonna choose. That's why he's being brought back. He's going to spend one year back in our society, spending six months in hell, six in heaven, and then, on his eighteenth birthday, he'll announce which side he chooses."

Sasuke stared at Shikamaru for a few seconds, taking the info in, slightly gaping. Then he snorted.

"Sounds like a spoiled brat."

Shikamaru gave a lazy smile.

"Maybe, but you never know... He is the son of Kushina, after all."

"You know what? I'll bet you ten silver coins that that boy won't know what's up or down when he gets here. You know? I mean, sure he's been trained and educated, but... He won't know what it's like. To actually be like us."

"This bar is a good start. It's neutral, so he'll get to meet people from both sides." Shikamaru shrugged. "But you're probably right."

"If he's lame, I'll totally bully him," Sasuke drawled smirking. Shikamaru sniggered.

"Woah," the other demon whistled and nudged Sasuke. "Look at that," he said and gestured to one particular table a few meters away. There sat Neji, son of the Hyuuga's. A noble angel clan. He had dark, long hair that shined despite the lack of light in the club. His pale skin and unnaturally bright eyes (even for an angel) made him look slightly frightening, but also extremely beautiful. He was surrounded by an enthusiastic crowd of demons and angels, female and male. All trying to get his attention by caressing his hair and turning his water into wine - although Neji was probably fully capable of doing so himself. The Hyuuga looked annoyed.

Shikamaru sniggered.

"Looks like the Hyuuga-prince doesn't like the attention he's getting."

"Can't say I blame him," Sasuke, who was also used to similar attention, muttered. Shikamaru gave Sasuke a laze look.

"Well, I do. Not that I'm interested in stuff like that... Sleeping with an angel... hn. But still. Having girls and guys clinging to you like that must be... fairly nice."

Sasuke stared at Shikamaru who stared at the crowd around Neji. Shikamaru looked good, although a bit lazy, and it was common knowledge that Nara Shikamaru was one of the most intelligent demons in the whole dimension, but he never seemed interested in things that usually interested young demons like themselves - sex; drugs; blood; violence. Sasuke was also growing bored of those things. He supposed those things were stuff you did when you were new and high on the fact that you were one of the most evil beings in the world.

"Yeah, maybe," he mumbled. Shikamaru wasn't listening. One of the girls was especially cute, clinging very close to Neji, and Sasuke was quite sure that Shikamaru was looking at her. So he let his friend be. Figured it might be good for him to pay attention to the opposite sex once in a while.

But suddenly the tension in the halls changed. An excited mumble went through the building.

"What's going on?" Shikamaru's normally lazy eyes were big and excited. People who had been passionately dancing or making out up until that point stopped. The music stopped.

No, wait... There was music, but not the same music as before. This music wasn't house. Not club music at all. It was dark, heavy, cold. Slower. Sasuke turned to the bartender. The elderly demon smirked to him and gave a teasing wink. He looked excited. Sasuke understood. Something was going on. These were arrangements.

"Oh!" A young angel girls cried out and turned to her friend. "Uzumaki Naruto is here! I'm sure of it!"

"Don't be stupid," her friend cried back, but looked equally excited at the possibility. "Why would he appear at the Neutral House on his first day back? Shouldn't he be off to something fancier?"

Sasuke agreed with the second girl. Why would Uzumaki Naruto appear at the Neutral House? Not that the place was shabby - quite the contrary - but... a night out on his first day back?

"Shikamaru, what do you think?" Sasuke wondered and turned to Shikamaru, who was biting his lip and gave a wicked grin.

"All I know is that when they play this melody, it means someone special is in the building. Oh, and did I mention that he's the frickin' Godson of the owner, Tsunade-sama?"

"What?" Sasuke almost dropped his drink. "You serious?"

Shikamaru's gaze darkened and glistened, as it always did when he was excited about something. His smile was cold yet knowing. Amused. Bewildered.

"I think... that, maybe, a certain someone's about to visit his Godmother for the first time in years. And it so happens that she's in her office right now."

Sasuke leered darkly.

"Her office? As in, on this floor?"

Shikamaru's eyebrow gave a quick bob, and Sasuke knew he had guessed right. A dark chuckle made its way through Sasuke's throat. He wanted to see the prince everyone was talking about.

This Naruto... Son of brightness and shadows. Was he really all that awesome? And why were the girls so excited? They didn't even know how Uzumaki Naruto looked. The last picture taken of him was when he was seven. Sasuke had only seen it once. He was pretty sure the boy was blonde, but you could never be too sure. Especially not when it came to demons. Depending on actions and emotions, the color of their hair could change. Not very common, but it had happened.

A gasp was heard. From the stairs. People were gathering around the staircase, stretching their necks, trying to get a glimpse of whoever was coming. Someone Sasuke couldn't see hissed:

"Isn't that... Uzumaki Naruto?!"

"Move, lady," a dark voice said. A body guard? Sasuke's smirk turned into a grin. So he was coming, after all. And from the looks of it, he was bringing a body guard. Spoiled brat, just like he thought. Sasuke leaned against the bar desk with his drink in his hand, smirking casually. Everyone's eyes were turned to the stairs.

Two bald heads appeared first. Two muscular men, dressed in crimson tuxes. They both looked demonic. Obviously bodyguards. They even wore shades. Sasuke rolled his eyes. Sure, Naruto was famous, but he wasn't a fucking prince.

But when said wannabe-prince (in Sasuke's head) appeared, Sasuke's smirk disappeared and was replaced by a darker look. His red eyes went from top to toe on the boy that ascended the stairs.

Blond hair, ruffled, pointy. It must've been blowing outside. Dark blue, emotionless eyes. A serious, chilly expression. Black tux. White shirt. Black tie.

Sasuke swallowed quickly and an annoyed expression made its way to his features. What the hell? Why was he shuddering? He let his eyes slide into the mode. And then he almost gasped out loud.

The boy didn't have wings, nor did he have claws or fangs, like Kiba.

It was the aura. Sasuke had never seen an aura change energy that quickly before. It was bright, then dark, bright, dark, bright.... It changed several times per second. Made it look gray. Uzumaki Naruto didn't smile, nor did he wear an evil expression. He looked... bored? No, that wasn't it. To be honest, Naruto didn't have any expression on his face. At all. No smile, no frown... nothing.

But Sasuke kind of understood why. It couldn't be easy to have a soul that was split. A demon, who loved darkness and evil, while at the same time being an angel, who despised darkness and fought for the sake of humanity. That must be difficult.

The perfect mixture of darkness and light. Yes. Sasuke smirked with amusement and took another sip from his drink. Uzumaki Naruto had the mentality of a human.

Sasuke turned back to the blonde, and noticed that Naruto wore a large silverring on his left index finger. Sasuke blinked with surprise as he realized it was the symbol of general Uzumaki Kushina's army. All her top-agents got one of those. Sasuke himself would be proud to wear one.

As the blonde drew closer to where Sasuke was seated, Sasuke noticed several things about him – for example that Naruto was shorter than him by at least one inch. He also noticed that Naruto wore black nailpolish; something that many young demons liked to do. In the blonde's left ear there was an earring with a crucifix, and he had strange scars on his cheeks that looked like whiskers.

But more than anything, Sasuke noticed that Uzumaki Naruto was quite… good-looking.

Just as the thought went through his head, Naruto turned his gaze, just a little, but it was enough to meet Sasuke's. Sasuke stared back for less than a second before he turned away and stared down into the bardesk.

So what if he was good-looking? All demons and angels were good-looking in some way. Even Chouji, that fat bastard, had some kind of charm that made a lot of demon girls fancy him.

Naruto had passed him, and eventually, he heard a large door open and Naruto and his bodyguards went inside. No one else was allowed into Tsunade-sama's office. It wasn't until Sasuke heard the door close that he finally had the nerve to turn around and stare at it. In a matter of seconds, the door was surrounded by squealing girls, trying to open the door, or peek inside. All were hoping to get another glimpse of the young demon-angel while the guards of the Neutral House tried to calm them down and push them away.

"Woah…" Shikamaru said as the previous House-melody started playing again and people, although most were still too excited and shocked to do anything but to talk about Naruto, started to dance and drink again. Kiba and the pink-haired angel started making out again. Sasuke sighed and Shikamaru turned back to him with unusually excited eyes.

"What?" Sasuke asked and took a swig from his drink before he ordered yet another one. Shikamaru stared at him. Sasuke often found it amusing that Shikamaru still managed to look lazy, even as he stared at someone.

"What do you mean 'what'?" Shikamaru gestured to the bartender to get him a beer. "Uzumaki Naruto is back… This is huge." He had a small, content smirk on his lips.

"Huge, huh..?" Sasuke closed his eyes and enjoyed the soft buzz of alcohol going through his body and making him even more relaxed and almost a little dizzy. "He looks just like a normal little brat to me."

"Don't lie to me, Sasuke," Shikamaru smirked. "Especially when you're drunk… you're not very good at it."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Sasuke muttered and glared a little to Shikamaru who narrowed his eyes while putting on an amused smile.

"I know what you saw. The guy is special. He doesn't have wings, nor claws or fangs. But he still have that supernatural aura… and it was gray." Shikamaru glanced towards the closed door. "And even a guy like me can see that Uzumaki Naruto is as hot as the night is dark."

"Hn. He's not that good-looking, if you ask me. I prefer more evil-looking people. And I happen to be a guy, too, Shikamaru." Shikamaru sniggered at Sasuke's grumpy tone.

"I didn't mean to offend you. The fact that you're fucking girls and guys is not something I have a problem with, I'm just saying… I'M not gay."

"Neither am I."

"Fine, I'm not bisexual," Shikamaru drawled and took a swig from his beer.

"That term sounds so… human," Sasuke said with a disgusted frown. "Can't we just say that I like having sex with people?" He said and grinned. Shikamaru laughed.

"Right. I suppose that's a good way to put it. No feelings involved, right?"

"When have I ever had feelings for anyone?" Sasuke muttered and rolled the glass in his hand while watching the liquid inside go round, round.

"Hmm? Not even for your master, the lieutenant of darkness, Kakashi-san?"

"He's not my master, and it's just sex, Shikamaru," Sasuke grunted, but started feeling pissed. He didn't like talking about his sex-life while he was drunk. It made him feel things. "I don't wanna talk about this anymore."

"I'm just saying, it could be good for you to open up sometimes," Shikamaru said, sounding both amused and serious. Sasuke gave him a look and cocked his eyebrow.

"U-huh? And that's coming from a guy who hasn't had sex since… ever."

"Hey!" Shikamaru said and gave a mock-hurt look. "I can't help that I never find someone who suits my tastes." Shikamaru closed his eyes and sighed heavily. Sasuke watched him for a second and then put his pinky into his glass. Then he brought the digit to his mouth and sucked at the alcoholic flavor.

"You ever considered the possibility that you might be… uh…" Sasuke leered. "A faggot?"

"Don't make me laugh."

"You never know."

A soft buzz went off in Sasuke's pocket and he picked his cell phone up.

"What?" He said with an annoyed tone.

"Sasuke? It's me."

Sasuke stilled and his frown disappeared.

"… Have you finished work?" Sasuke asked and felt his heartbeat speed up a little at the sound of the man's voice.

"Yes. I want you to come over. Now."

"Okay. I'll be there in five."

He hung up and poured the rest of his drink down his throat. As he grabbed his coat, he cought the smirking expression of Shikamaru.


"Yeah. So?"

"Just sex, huh?" Shikamaru shrugged, still looking teasing. "You look kinda excited to see him, if you ask me."

"Well, I didn't ask you," Sasuke said and gave a smirk back. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah. Bye."


M-hm! I'm in love with this story already! :) What do you think? Should I continue? ^^

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