Summary: Itachi, a boy born into a great responsibility, must live with a life of troubles and suffer through each hardship thrown at him, Can he make it? Perhaps he can find love in the process. Vampfic. Rape, violence, Rated M for a reason.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Rating: M

A/N: Ok, so just so everyone understands, The italic rants are in Itachi's head.

Itachi's voice is like this.

The unknown voice is like this.

I hope you enjoy! Please Review! I'll do another chapter if people like it .

Thank you and Enjoy!

~The Kindest Demon

Edited (minor details and grammar)

Small, onyx eyes looked around the diner table as silence stole the words between the small boy and his father. His tiny but brave voice broke the silence,

"Outo-san! Tomorrow I turn 7!" Itachi glowed as he looked at his father. The brown haired man looked at his adorable son as a smile twisted onto his thin lips.

"I know Itachi, it's wonderful." A small but beautiful woman with onyx eyes and raven hair emerged from the kitchen with a large pot in hand. Holding a silver ladle as she walked up, she was ready to serve her family. Mikoto began serving.

"Thank you, Oka-san!" Itachi said after being served his portion of soup.

"You're welcome, Sweetie" Mikoto then served husband. Then proceeded to sit between the two boys. Itachi quickly picked up his spoon and began eating, only to be stopped by his mother who took the plate away from him."Itachi, calm down! I don't want you to choke." Her brow furrowed in anger as her son sunk into his seat mumbling quietly,

"I'm sorry..." Itachi continued eating being slower and more proper with his actions. Fugaku sighed and laughed to himself.

"Well, how was your day Itachi?" Fugaku broke the uncomfortable silence.

"It was good! Oka-san and I went to the park and she show'd me how to-"

"She had shown you" Fugaku corrected. Itachi stopped his ranting to repeat his fathers words, then continue his rant as though he was never cut off.

Fugaku sighed and listened to his over excited son.

The meal ended and Mikoto got up to bring the dishes into the kitchen, leaving the two boys alone.

"Daddy..." Fugaku looked at his little boy, eyes gleaming with admiration. Fugaku smiled down at him.

"Yes?"

"Can you... train me tomorrow...?" Fugaku thought briefly.

"Yes, of course. It will be a special kind of training." A smirk shone from his lips. Mikoto smiled awkwardly.

"What kind of 'special' training?" She asked, her voice gentle and calm, as usual.

"Well. Itachi is so good at boy training. I think we're going to try man training." With that, Fugaku got up and ruffled Itachi's hair and gave him a kiss on the forehead. Itachi continued to glow with happiness. Mikoto kissed Fugaku on the cheek

"Be careful Fugaku." Her eyes were sad and worried.

"I will." Fugaku kissed her again, this time on the lips. It was Fugaku's night shift tonight. There had been reports of killers attacked mostly at night, and they hadn't been able to find any trace of who or how they killed the victims. Most of the time, the victims' blood was found, enough blood to show they were dead, but the body was never found. Sometimes they would find the body, and no blood. It was strange and Fugaku, as head of police, had been trying to find the culprit or culprits.

Fugaku picked up his kunai and shuriken and placed them in his bag.

"Itachi, make sure to go to bed early, our training tomorrow will be very tough, okay?" Itachi ran to his father and hugged him tightly.

"Of course!"

"Good, don't be too much trouble for your mother, okay?" Fugaku said quietly.

"Okay." Itachi whispered. With one more kiss to the forehead and a quick goodbye to Mikoto, he left for work.

"Okay, time for bed, Itachi!" Itachi groaned and sighed in displeasure.

"Fine…" Itachi slowly started to walk to bed. Mikoto tiptoed behind him and started to tickle him. Itachi yelled and ran a huge smile crossed his lips.

"No. Mom! No!" Mikoto chased and tickled him. Eventually, Itachi ran into his bedroom and fell on the bed. Mikoto's wrath still didn't cease as tears were brought to his eyes. Mikoto stopped and Itachi laid there giggling and breathing heavily.

"Mom...! That wasn't nice!"

"Yes, but it got you in bed." Mikoto stuck her tongue out at Itachi and smiled. "So get changed and then... Sleep time!" Mikoto walked out and let Itachi get changed on his own.

Itachi searched through his drawers, finding his favorite pair of pajama's. He got changed, making sure to take his sweet time. After all, he was going to be seven tomorrow. After he was done he laid in bed.

"I'm done!" Mikoto slowly opened the door and walked over to her adorable son. Sitting on the side of the bed she began to hum, stroking Itachi's hair as she did so. Itachi's eyes drooped and his mind began to go blank.

"Goodnight Itachi. I love you" Mikoto sang quietly. With a Kiss on the cheek, she left him to sleep.

Hello...?

Hello...?

Is anyone here?

No one is ever here.

Who was that?

You know who I am, Itachi.

No...I don't!

I will be seeing you soon. You know who I am.

No! I have no clue who you are!

Itachi. You will never amount to anything.

I-... I'm the top of my class!

Class? Class is nothing in the real world. You will learn that the hard way Itachi.

…

Beware those you love most.

Itachi woke abruptly, sweating and panting. He didn't understand what had just happened, but the sound of the voice that spoke back to his mind sounded familiar and dangerous. Itachi sat up and grabbed his knees. Tears rolled down his cheeks. Who was that? Itachi buried his face in his knees when he heard sounds from the room over. His parent's room. Itachi wiped the tears away and crawled out of his bed."Fugaku, What exactly do you intend on doing to Itachi?!" Mikoto said through clenched teeth, he anger flaring.

"I intend on making him Stronger!" Fugaku hissed back, tone matching hers as he tried to stay quiet enough for Itachi not to hear. Little did the fuming Uchiha's know, there were tiny eyes looking through the small crack of the door. Eyes wide the onyx eyed child that stood at the door watching the display of anger as his parents' argument came full throttle into a screaming match. Itachi held his cotton pajama's tight in his fists. Why wouldn't they stop? This wasn't his Mommy and Daddy. This was two monsters.

"Fugaku, don't you dare touch that boy!" Mikoto screamed. She tried to stomp over to the bed, but Fugaku caught her arm quickly.

"Don't you dare speak to me like that! I know what I am doing!" The screaming continued. Itachi didn't know what they were talking about but tears rolled out of his eyes with each movement and sound they made. All of a sudden, the screaming stopped after Itachi watched his father smack his mother with as much force as he could.

Beware those you love most.

The voice screamed in his head. Itachi covered his mouth as tears threatened top fall again. Fugaku spun around quickly. Itachi took off, running. He let go of his mouth and started to cry,

hard.

Why?

Why?

Why?

I told you.

Itachi stopped abruptly. Who said that?

Fugaku had run after Itachi after seeing him in the doorway and now he saw him standing in the hallway. Making no sound at all is head facing the ground. Fugaku slowed to a walk and walked behind Itachi. He reached a hand out to touch Itachi's shoulder.

"Why'd you hurt mommy..." Itachi turned to look at the man standing behind him.

"Itachi listen to me." Fugaku spun Itachi around and held onto his shoulders. Itachi had tears still running down his face. He looked up at his father.

Filled with anger, he feels he has to have controle.

"It's because you need to have controle..." Fugaku looked at his son. Shocked.

"Itachi…" Itachi let his head fall to face the ground.

Get away from him, he is nothing but a monster.

Itachi took heed to the voice in his head and tried to get away but his father held him tighter.

"Let go of me!" He wiggled more and Fugaku's fingers got tighter.

"Itachi!" Fugaku yelled at his son, eyes harsh and emotionless.

"Why would you hurt mommy! She only asked you a question!" Itachi's whole body was tingling. He didn't even feel the bruises under Fugaku's hands.

Why did you do it!

I thought I loved you!

Why am I such an idiot!

Itachi. Calm down. Relax. Think clearly.

Taking a deep breath the six year old boy realized exactly what had just happened and looked up at his father, wide eyed.

"Daddy... that was illegal!"

"No, it's something daddy ahd to do to make a point." Fugaku thought he had made up quite a good lie to cover his deed.

He's lying, itachi. You knw that.

"I read the law book, hoping you would praise me... I will tell the police department what you have done."

"They would not believe you Itachi. You are a seven year old boy. Go to your room. I will be there to speak with you soon." Fugaku said calmly. Itachi felt a little more bold, knowing the police were on his side.

"No..." Fugaku looked at his son. That was the first time Itachi had ever said no to him, and he didn't like it.

"What was that?"

"I said. No." Fugaku lifted Itachi Suddenly the old Itachi was back.

"No! Put me down! Let me go!" Fugaku ignored him as he walked down the hall to his office. Itachi wailed and tried his hardest to get out of his hold. Fugaku threw Itachi to the ground in his office. His head hit the ground. Itachi looked around dazed.

"Time to learn your lesson. You will never say no to me again."

What…

What is he thinking?

Itachi, Run.