Forbidden
author:Melby7777
Summary: Vampires and werewolves could never love one another. Not in a million years. They were natural enemies and all of them knew it. But it's not like Hidan ever followed 'family' tradition.
Disclaimer: Akatsuki is owned by Masashi Kishimoto
Note: The story is incomplete, but I will continue to work on it. I've decided to post things on updates rather than when I do complete the stories. It was a suggestion by my friend LunaSunrise08 on deviant art.

"For thousands of years, people have roamed the earth. Unbeknownst to humans, however, is that there are three species aside from human. All three have something very much in common: they live forever—immortals, if you may. Of course, they each have their own respective way of dieing.

"The three species live in this world, acting as humans and living normal, daily lives. Each avoids their respective deaths like the plague, causing their lives to be slightly different from humans. Not many humans are aware they exist, living their short lives oblivious as to just what their neighbor was."

The auburn haired man turns to his companion then, allowing all that he'd said to sink in. Once the other nods, he continues.

"We are one of those species; I trust you realize this." A curt nod is his only response. "Which one of the three are we then, Hidan?"

The albino gives a lopsided grin, his face shameless. "We're vampires, Pein… nothing special."

His friend smiles back, a little less brash than the other. "What do those who know of us call our species though?"

At this, the silver haired male frowns, his entire ego washing away. "Blood suckers… leeches…"

"Monsters." At that, the pierced man stands and turns to the door just before it opens. His crimson, ringed eyes lock on the face of a beautiful, blue haired woman as she walks in.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything." She says simply, closing the door behind her. Gracefully crossing the room, she reaches the two males and sits down as though she'd been there the entire time.

The man, Pein, smiles lightly and shakes his head. "Not at all Konan… I was just talking with Hidan about what we are."

Rolling her own red eyes, Konan shakes her head. "Not this speech again, Nagato…"

He chuckles lightly, taking a seat beside her and grabbing hold of her equally pale hand. "If you know it so well, why don't you tell Hidan just what we're like…?"

A small smile graces her light face before she pecks a kiss to his cold lips. "Of course…" She murmurs in reply before turning to the other male. "So Hidan, what do you know of vampires?"

Hidan sighs, kicking his foot up onto the coffee table before him. "Well, I know we drink blood…" He stares into space for a second, contemplating his next sentence. "The only way we can die is if we're exposed to the sun, unless it's only a small part of our skin."

He locks eyes with the woman for a moment, waiting for her to ask him to continue. Pein nuzzles his face against her neck in the silence, kissing it lightly before biting. A chuckle escapes Hidan then, a smirk growing on his lips.

"Though it's assumed we don't, vampires do have their own blood. Human blood just tastes better." He looks down at his folded hands for a second. "We can drink each others' blood, but—"

"It's sexual to do so." A voice comes from the doorway then, earning their attention. Pein pulls away from Konan then, blood staining his fangs and the bite mark disappearing from her neck altogether.

Two other vampires stood in the entryway, their hands intertwined. Each in turn were very beautiful, their bodies average looking despite the strength the other three knew they had. The taller of the two had long, brightly shinning golden hair while the other was a redhead, his hair short and messy. They were both men, though the blond looked a bit like a woman.

Hidan glares at the redhead, his lips set in a pout. "Right… thanks for cutting me off, Pinocchio."

A short laugh escapes his lips before he shakes the red locks of his bangs from his eyes, his fangs bared in a smirk. "Don't need to be so rude, Hidan."

"Whatever, Sasori…" The younger vampire turns away then, his shoulders tense with anger. "Anyway, as I was fucking saying, we lure in our victims with our natural beauty, our sent, and our voice. It's like they can't get enough of us."

Pein nods to the silver haired male before turning to Konan once more. She shudders under his gaze, knowing he wanted to continue biting her. The minute she nods her head, the pierced man continues sucking her blood from her neck.

Hidan rolls his eyes at this, choosing to watch the other pair in the room sit on an adjacent couch to listen to the rest of his list. "We never sleep—ever." He continues while smirking at them, silently grateful they didn't like openly biting each other. "I guess there's nothing else to say other than whom our enemies are."

The auburn haired male pauses in his suckling, Konan's panting breath stopping short. Sasori's blood colored eyes slowly narrow in response, his blond lover giving a slight smirk to encourage his friend to continue.

"Humans can't hurt us; only another immortal can." Hidan murmurs, his eyes dancing across the eager faces. "And the only other immortal of the three that wants to hurt us is the wolves."

Deidara chuckles lightly. Under his breath, he silently agrees. "Werewolves, un…"

Hidan sneers in response, his only chuckle breaking loose. "Those stupid human turning wolves." He barks a laugh, even though he knew the others were only listening not because it's funny to talk of their enemies; it's one-hundred percent serious. "The other immortals—demons—aren't in this war of immortals; they'd rather fucking watch from the sidelines.

"So the only type of people that can even kill an immortal is another immortal; werewolves and vampires jump at the chance to kill each other and demons simply sit neutral. The only time a demon interferes in our eternal war is when they're bored."

Pein stands then, his eyes closed. "That's enough Hidan; we get it, you know what you are." He smirks then, opening his eyes to stare down at his 'child'. "You've only been a vampire for a week and you already know all this. Konan taught you well in the past week."

Konan smiles in approval, looking to the man she'd turned only seven days ago. Hidan returns the grin, knowing the woman thought of him as her son—despite that meaning the clan leader would technically be his vampire father.

Sasori stands with Deidara, the two nodding to their newest family member. Hidan nods back, watching them leave hand in hand. Pein holds out his hand, Konan taking and standing.

"We'll return for you later, Hidan." The pierced leader turns to his supposed son. "Tonight will be your first hunt."