Just a little 5 chapter side story while I work on the next chapter for Blackout. I'm writing little by little everyday haha, which is taking a rather long time.

This is based on the mini story from Paris je t'aime, which I loved. It's Quartier de la Madeleine, the one where Elijah Woods falls in love with that vampire lady. Though I really, really hate vampires ( I think they're so over played and stupid). The cupcake part comes from my celebration of my anniversary with my boyfriend *gush, gush* who gave me a giant cupcake mwahahaha.

Enjoy!

Strawberry Razzle Dazzle

Strawberry flavored, with strawberry-vanilla frosting, And red cherry sprinkles

Day 8

He didn't know why he was doing this, it was so beneath him. This was something a servant would do, not the grand Hyuga heir. But unfortunately for him, he couldn't afford to ask a servant to accomplish this nagging request without deflating his male pride or revealing the dark secret he kept hidden in his attic. What was that word Shikamaru used quite often? Oh right, troublesome. Everything was oh so troublesome. He wasn't the type to whine or moan about how cruel life was, but right now, he sort of felt like doing it. The only thing that was holding it all back was in overinflated ego. Which by the way was what landed him in this little predicament in the first place.

If only he kept his big mouth shut and just walked away, if only he minded his own damn business and just let the girl do her own thing. No, he had to go all chivalrous on her and protect her from those gangsters like the prideful knight in shiny armor that he was. He should have listened to her! Instead, he jumped right in and beat those men up with his fancy karate moves, earning him a few bruises here and there. What should have been a small rescue of a damsel in distress, turned out to be his biggest mistake.

They weren't gangsters or even mobsters, nope. They were something completely different. Something Hyuga Neji would have never thought of in a million years. What were they? Vampire hunters. Yes, that's right. Vampire hunters. Vampires as in those human leeches that suck people dry of their blood, and hunters as in people who shoot and kill things. These hunters were after the girl he was supposedly protecting. Why were they after her? Because she was a vampire. And of course, they automatically assumed he was a blood sucker too since he had defended her. But not just any old blood sucker, they thought he was her mate.

Mate?!

He barely met the girl!

Damn my stupidity, I should have just left the girl to deal with her own fate.

That was eight days ago.

Eight days since she saved his sorry ass and dragged him away, at the cost of her leg. One of the hunters shot a silver arrow through her leg, which caused her to scream-no-shriek like a dying banshee right in his ear. Sometimes he could still feel his ears ringing. All that put him in a rather tough situation, he could either leave the girl/vampire to die of severe blood loss, or take her back to his place because he actually felt guilty. Seeing him struggle for his decision, she helped him out. With a feral growl and a bearing of long, canine fangs she threatened to bite his jugular out if he didn't take her to safety. Which he did. At his house.

"Took you long enough."

Her sweet, sultry voice greeted his ears as he sneaked into his attic. It shouldn't even be called an attic; it was more like a room inside of the ceiling of his house. He shook his head, trying not to stare again and crossed the room in seconds and towered over her. As menacing as she could be, he was still a goof foot and an half taller than her petite form. Her sparkling emerald eyes gleamed in joy as he lifted the paper bag he was carrying and dropped in on her lap. What a servant should have done, but instead he did. He never wanted to step into that bakery shop ever again. Girls and women of all ages shrilled and squealed as they watched the handsome Hyuga buy a very girly looking cupcake. They swooned and cooed as he brushed past them; some even attempted to stop him for light conversation. He shuddered at the memoires.

As the pink haired vampire opened the bag and took out the baby blue box, she turned back to him and smiled. Pearly white fangs winked at him.

"Thanks Neji, you're the best."

"Hn."

"You know, do appreciate everything you've done for me. It's not every day a human would risk his life to save mine."

"Yeah, well don't expect it to happen again." He sat on the down on a dusty chair and looked out into the city through the crystal window.

He heard a smack of lips and a tiny munching noise from the behind him. She had just taken her first bite. Pink icing dabbed into her rosy lips and the corners of her mouth, tiny red sprinkles fell onto her lap as she pulled the tantalizing cupcake away. He dared to catch a glimpse at her from the corners of his eye, watching as she licked her lips slowly. Closing her eyes, she made a soft noise at the back of her throat as the contents slid down her throat. His mouth went dry at the sight; she looked like she was in ecstasy. And somewhere in the back of his clouded mind, he was silently cheering at himself because he knew he had helped her achieve this state, somewhat.

When she opened her eyes, he looked away, hoping he wouldn't get caught. Again. But she knew better, she always knew he was watching. And she reveled in it. It's been far too long since a man has looked at in her in anyways bedsides hate and fear. Too long since a man had earned and lusted for her. Maybe, if she was feeling adventurous, she'll indulge in him, but only if she could control herself.

"Neji, why don't you go out? Why do you stay at home when you could be out there with your friends?"

His shoulders moved up and down slightly, his way of shrugging.

"I prefer not to be in that company for the time being."

"Are you mad at them?"

"No, they go out to party and drink; I do not wish to partake in those events."

"Ah, I see."

She took another bite of her cupcake and savored the mouth watering flavor. Sweets and anything sugary were her only substitute for blood. Something she was craving, but couldn't get at the moment. Someone didn't like the idea of her drinking and eating a human being. She said she'd do it outside, but he blandly refused. Despite how anti-social he was, he seemed to have a problem with her taking lives and feasting on people's flesh. It wasn't as if she left any evidence behind anyways, she always finishes everything and leaves nothing behind. But she couldn't complain, for the time being, while her leg slowly recovered, she nourished herself with cupcakes and cookies.

"So what are your plans for tonight then?"

"I suppose I will complete the business plans Hiashi-sama asked me to do, then work out for a bit."

"Wow, you live such an exciting life; I envy you in every way."

He quirked an eyebrow at her, "It's better than staying up here, eating cupcakes all night."

"Oh, would you prefer I sneak downstairs and eat your entire family instead? Because I can. God knows how long I can live on cupcakes alone."

His eyes narrowed at her grinning face, beautiful yes, bluffing no. He learned in the short times he spent with her that she was a force to be reckoned with. She held true to her threats if ever they were to be said. Besides being dangerous and cunning, vampires were a nuisance and probably harder to take care of then a regular, human baby. Especially this one. She was so demanding and stubborn he almost forgot she was one of the living dead.

"Anyways, I'm glad you actually listened to be for once. I was beginning to suspect you were deaf or something, you always got me the exact opposite of the things I wanted."

"That was because they were always out."

"Whatever, this Strawberry Razzle Dazzle is delicious. Want a bite?"

"No thank you."

"Oh, right, I forgot. You don't like sweets, too bad for you."

She swiped some cream on her finger and brought it to her mouth, licking the icing with her caressing tongue and grinning at the way it irked him. He hated when she did that, she wanted to see his reactions, wanted him to act on his most primal male instincts. A seductress, she too was merely acting on natural instincts. But he was human, so his control would be quick to break. Luckily he was a disciplined man who knew his boundaries and knew what to do in situations like these. Even if she was a vampire, she was also a woman. And the best way to conquer your urges to take the gorgeous woman to bed is by simply ignoring her. But it was becoming rather difficult when every time he looked her way, she was doing something very risqué with her tongue and fingers.

"I'm bored."

Her soft, yet firm voice broke through the silence he was thoroughly enjoying.

"Then do something."

She sat up straighter in the cushioned chair and smiled at him.

"Let's talk."

He looked at her incredulously.

"I know you're the strong and silent type, but you've been sitting in here longer than you normally would have."

Now that he thought about it, he was lingering in here a tad bit longer than he normally would have. Usually he would drop of what she ordered and leave before she could say anything else besides a 'thank you.' So far, all he knew about this girl was her name and age. Haruno Sakura, 381. Maybe it wouldn't do him that much harm if he got to know her a little bit better than just assume she only put with him for food. What a leech.

"So can we?"

She was pouting with big, wide eyes that were begging for him to say yes. He'd be damned if he ever let her find out how cute he thought she looked right now. And she wasn't even using any of her vampire powers she supposedly had, she was just acting purely on femininity. A sigh escaped his lips as he nodded. She clapped her hands happily and tried to scoot the chair a little closer to him, though only managing to budge a few inches.

"Okay, let's talk about you, why are you such a frigid bastard?"

"Excuse me?"

"Just kidding! Anyways, I've been wondering, what exactly are the Hyuga's famous for?"

"We are an international business corporation, specializing in medical technology."

"Oh, like machines to manipulate DNA or body scanners?"

"Something like that."

"Is that what you're doing right now?"

"Yes, I am working on a business deal with the president of Hong Kong's top medical agency to bring our advance technology to their country."

Sakura smiled, "Human technology and advancement never ceases to amaze me, and just think; only a couple centuries ago I lived in a world with no health care or professional medical officials."

"It must have been a difficult life."

"It was. When you were sick, you died. You were injured, you died. People died from left to right because of their ignorance and misunderstandings. What they didn't know was that all these deaths could have been prevented if only they understood what was happening with the world."

"What was happening?"

"Change, the world was changing. But the general population back then was stubborn; they didn't embrace the shifts in strict traditions like others. The people who did accept this notion were quickly put to death in fear of a revolution, or worse; war."

Suddenly, Neji's interest peaked and he wanted to know more about her past. Perhaps he could learn a thing or two from his past generations mistakes and prevent something like that from happening again. Sakura sensed something change in his form and was quickly drawn to it. She seemed to have caught his attention, which put some excitement back into her life again.

"So tell me Neji, are you a traditional man? Do you like to follow rules and orders, or do you prefer to make them?"

"I guess you could say I'm a bit of both, though, I do enjoy being in control most of the time."

She grinned rather mischievously, "An orderly man I see, I must have thrown you off balance when I entered your bleak little life."

"Indeed you have, I'm not used to a woman as demanding and quick to temper as you."

"Have all the other females you've encountered been that submissive?"

"Only when I want them to be."

By now, the ebony haired man had crossed the room without even realizing it and was sitting at the chair opposite of her. He was slightly leaning into the arm rest while she was practically resting her elbow on the lamp table sitting between them. He hadn't noticed it before, but there was a small horizontal scar at the corner of her left eye. It wasn't big or grotesque, but he had the sudden urge to touch it. She must have noticed his eyes on it because her tender looking fingers began to trace it gently.

"I got this on the night of the attack, despite what vampire legends are said, not all scars disappear."

"How did you get it?"

"My master gave it to me the night he made me a vampire."

"What happened?"

"It was a massacre, a bloody massacre that left my entire clan dead. No surviving members except me, sort of. Have you heard of the Haruno's before meeting me?"

He shook his head.

"I'm not surprised, my master and my enemies made sure to erase our names from history. Well, we were a very rich and prominent, highly respected clan. You could almost say we were royalty. We did help in the founding of Edo, or what you call today, Tokyo. Anyways, My father was a powerful, but kind Daimyo who always put his people's needs before his own. He was loved and cherished by everyone in the village, especially his wife and child."

She flicked a couple sprinkles off her black skirt and continued on, but with bitter eyes that Neji never failed to miss.

"However, not everyone shared this affection for him. You see, people knew I was an only child and they knew how protective my clan was of me. I was the heiress, a smart and strong human who put others before myself. Something I picked up from my father…he taught me to forgive and forget, to never hold a grudge…but I'm afraid I failed to pick that lesson up. I've been holding my hate and anger for my master well over three centuries."

Her claw-like fingernails dug so hard into her skin, she didn't even realize blood was dripping down her wrist and arm. It was only until after the red liquid hit the table and the wood began to sizzle that she unclenched her fist. The smell of burning carcass and sulfur reached both their noses, but only Neji flinched back at the stench. It smelt inhuman, almost like death itself. He watched her pull back her hand and lick the wound, wiping the sticky red substance off her arm with her finger and putting it in her mouth. Only the dead could enjoy something that revolting.

"Sorry, guess I got too worked up in my little biography story."

"It's…alright."

Emerald eyes flickered back up to impassive pools of silver, and a hint of worry sketched over her face.

"Are you alright? You don't look so good."

"I'm fine."

"Is it that blood thing? It's the blood thing isn't it?"

"No, I have seen blood before, it does not bother me."

"Yeah, but have you seen it burn a hole through a table?"

He was about to say something when he heard his name being called from downstairs. It was some of the maids, dinner must be ready. He must have lost track of time while up here. But he shouldn't feel so surprised, being next to a vampire, a creature lost in time, everything must be going by so quickly. He turned back to her; she wasn't looking at him anymore. Instead, opted to stare out into the night sky, silently wishing for all her pain to disappear.

"You should go, we can continue our little story time tomorrow."

He nodded, and walked to attic door. As he stood in the open doorway, he looked over his shoulder and cleared his throat.

"What flavor would you like tomorrow?"

She smiled brightly, showcasing two sets of very pointy looking fangs, "Double chocolate fudge!"

Smirking, he left and closed the door behind him.

Maybe picking up cupcakes for a vampire wasn't so bad after all.

5 chapters only, not too long not too short. The flavors for each chapters are the same ones I got. And they are yummy :]

Ciao.