Right, I have no Idea where I am going with this.

But it seemed rather interesting, enjoy- there might be some mild cursing, which is why it's Teen-rated. But, other then that I have no Idea what it's about I'm writing this before I even begin.

DISCLAIMER;

I don't own Naruto for the Record.

Chapter one:

First encounter...

There was rain, lots and lots of rain- in fact, If Sakura was right to assume there was going to be a flipping flood with all the water crying its way out of the sky onto the damned house.

'Tak, tak, tak, tak, tak, tak…'

It was three o-Seven in the morning and Sakura Haruno couldn't sleep. Why not?

"Hinata" She said aloud -rather obnoxiously so- as she snorted and threw her comforter away from her legs. There was this soft ticking noise like a clock or the keys to a computer that was sitting right next to the wall where Hinata- her Room-mate, so eagerly set it up this morning, when they first moved into this rather Old house. Standing she stretched her soar arms into the air and groaned softly becoming steadily more irate at the sound. The soft pink tee-shirt she had on sloppy, the grey baggy pants she wore dragging on the floor slightly as she moved.

Yes it was an old house and apparently this old house was supposed to be haunted, along side the leaky roof in the kitchen where pots and pans have been laid out to catch water and the howling of the wind through the paper-like doors downstairs and the cracked windows that were all over the place- topped with dust, lots and lots of freaking dust that She took the liberty of cleaning up when they both arrived this morning.

To put it lightly, Sakura was tired ,no, Exhausted and had a headache from the cleaning products it took to get the grime and dust off the kitchen counters, and sink. Oh god- the sink was bad but the bathroom, Sakura vowed to never allow that to happen again- Ever.

So, though it was an interesting story- the house being haunted- only a fool could believe that ghosts of all creatures were real and therefore the Pink hair hurricane of a woman disregarded this fact and bought the house the moment she set eyes on it.

Of course this is without saying that Hinata was also a benefactor of the house, since she was planning on helping Sakura pay the mortgage and some simple things like electricity; which by the way was going to be a novel paying for in itself.

The house was labeled haunted after the previous owners of the traditional? Feudal? (Sakura could have cared less what design it held, it was a sight to behold) Japanese-themed house reported strange things like noises; things being thrown around, soft moans in the night, there beds being lifted from the ground etcetera. They even exaggerated the case enough to state that the house 'Screamed like a banshee was being tortured by the grips of the devil himself'. However intimidating the statement was, This courageous young, spunky collage student didn't believe it, in fact went as far as to laugh in the realtors face when he tried telling her about the people that supposedly 'Haunted' the house for god-knows how long.

Sakura sighed stalking her way across her room sliding the door open with a quiet-screaming anger, letting it snap shut when she leaned into it. This girl could be sneaky if she so chose to. Shifting on her feet, the young woman walked strait down the hallway following the wall with her hand until it slid over the handle of the room's door.

Listening she waited the tapping still persisted but not loudly- it sounded a tab bit softer then before. At this Sakura made a face but disregarded the fact for now her irritation flooding back.

"Hinata?" Sakura tired a moment the sound stopped almost as suddenly as it woke her. Looking down the dark hallway listening for the sound of clicking, the sound of keys on a type-writer again she scoffed at the door. It wasn't a bad thing-Sakura just wanted to tell the girl to stop trying in the middle of the damn night, or in this case, the early morning. The writing the dark haired girl did at night time was tolerable sure a bit aggravating but tolerable. This however was ridiculous! It was three in the god-damned morning and she wouldn't have this!

"Hinata." It was a firm statement now and as retaliation to the lack of a response she leaned against the door and pulled it open, peering inside. There was the monitor- turned off and there was Hinata sprawled out over the mattress, mouth open slightly, chest rising and falling with each breath in-haled and ex-haled.

"What the...Fu-.." She did hear it, right? It wasn't some dream, some delusion because her head was pounding so damn hard, Right?

She made a face opening the door further creeping into the room to examine the place. Walking slowly towards the computer she stared at it, lifted it looked around, felt the monitor for heat to see if it was just shut off- nothing. It hadn't been touched since Hinata got it to work. Leaning back rather defeated and puzzled, Sakura let her light green eyes loom over to the sleeping woman in wonder- dumbfounded.

Thunder boomed outside as the rain that was pelting onto the roof seemed to get louder, and the pitter-patter of water hitting pans increased with it. Echoing inside the quiet house where up until now Sakura was confident wasn't creepy at all.

That confidence was faltering- becoming renounced in Sakura's pale slim frame, only slightly though. Slightly.

Her scrutiny on the computer wasn't in vain though- she'd realized just now how filthy the thing actually was because of the boxes Hinata was complaining about (rather openly for the girl being shy and all) earlier. Shaking her head silently Sakura turned to leave, glancing once at the computer before smiling- figuring it was just the rain and the long day that was making her like this as she exited the room and closed the door. Stepping a few times, the woman slumped against the wall with a small ex-hale eyes closing in thought.

'I know I heard it, but- maybe it was a rat.' She shivered then, the thought of rats rummaging around the walls of her new house, it was repulsive. Opening her eyes she pushed off the wall with a smile, if it was rat's it could be taken care of in the morning. She'd just have to call the bastard that sold her the house and complain about it.

She wasn't two steps from Hinata's door when the sound returned, the soft 'Tak, tak, tak, tak,' of keys being pressed too hard emitted from the walls of the pale-eyes dark haired girls' room. She froze, and without thinking spun on her heels gritting her teeth, flinging the door open.

"Ha!" There was silence the sound continuing softly now from what sounded like her room. Sakura was left to stand and stare rather dumbly at the room as Hinata stirred sheets sliding off her leg when she groaned and moved it.

"S-sakura?" There was a pause as the woman in question's green eyes traveled over to Hinata's bewildered and rather miffed expression. "What's wrong?" Hinata rose then to a sitting position fixing her night shirt in a hurried manner.

"Nothing, I just—nothing" She paused, "Do you hear that?" Sakura looked at her sternly, "Hear what?" Hinata huffed moving to stand. She had on a white tank top, and some blue pajama pants with little snow-flakes on them. It was slowly entering spring from winter, so it was understandable why she would be wearing them.

"Shut up and listen and you'll get what I'm talking about." Sakura bit back some of her frustration worrying her lip between teeth when Hinata did as ordered standing still silent.

'Tak, tak, tak, tak—SLAM'

They both jumped at the suddenly noise and in an instant Sakura was on Hinata's bed with her, both of them hugging each other.

"Holy shit- what was that?" Hinata asked her voice quivering in miss-placed fear.

"I have no Idea…" Sakura breathed turning her head to look at Hinata giving the same look of Fear and uneasiness as she was.

"I think I should call Lee." She managed sucking in a breath and holding as the sound started again. Haggard and frightened Hinata agreed and both slowly rose from the mattress still clutching one another tightly as they walked towards the open door.

Hinata Hyuga and Sakura Haruno lived together, and met in high school. They both had no idea what to do with themselves and at first they seemed like a bad pair of friends. Sakura would tease and mock, and Hinata would take it like all the other kids in the class. It was a sad fruitless friendship that only grew stronger when Hinata showed some kind of strength or rather demonstrated.

Sakura, being the flirtatious popular girl she was just to happen to flirt with the wrong guy and well got herself in quite the predicament. Long story short- Hinata showed him who's to be messed with. Punched him clear in the face and then in fear took off with Sakura laughing only moments after they'd found sanction in her car in eleventh grade.

"Thanks" Sakura murmured in soft embarrassment rubbing her tear streaked face.

"Sure no-problem." Hinata squeaked smiling at her. She'd gotten stronger in her personality from the Orange-clad boy she so often crushed on throughout the high-school experience but never dated.

From there sprang a rather rocky but firm friendship between the two girls, then and only then did they branch out a little. Sakura met Rock Lee in there senior year in High school. He wasn't much in the popular section but after much persuasion and a lot of hard work they managed to get together to try out a relation ship. It was going three years strong and that boy had yet to give up on Sakura- despite her tendency to flirt with the bodacious eye-candy that passed them sometimes in the mall or at school, either way it worked which was good. Hinata however, never really went after relationships more her love for writing then anything and as she so often says to Sakura 'there is no time for men when there is a flood of words filling your head- and several deadlines to catch before my next break!'

Either way, the two ended up living together and now they had quite the predicament on there hands.

Picking up the phone Sakura dialed quickly waiting, waiting, "Hello?" Came the soft muffled voice of the male on the other end.

"Lee!" Sakura cried almost hysterical with confusion, "Sakura? I'm not lee, hold on, just. Wait.." There was a pause, "Shikamaru! You mooch! Give the damn phone to lee!" Sakura yelled into the receiver, and Hinata (Knowing who Shikamaru was) could imagine him cringing and muttering something about woman being cruel creatures.

He was smart; they'd give him that but- man he could be clueless-ly stubborn sometimes.

"Sakura? What is it that troubles you?" That was Lee, for sure. "Lee? Oh thank god! I-Hinata and I think there might be rats in the walls or something. It's creepy, Lee!" She poured out every inch of logic into this as possible, and Hinata not one to argue was just sitting and staring blankly at a wall.

"Yes, I understand it's three in the morning!"

There was a pause, and a defeated sigh from Sakura, "Alright, alright, I think I can do that." She said quietly shaking her head not saying anything, "Goodnight, love you…alright, bye." She made a kissing noise and ended the call throwing the phone onto the receiver.

"He'll come tomorrow, he said not to worry about it." There was a long pause from Hinata as Sakura stared at her tapping her nails on the counter.

"…What about t-the slamming s-sound?" Her pale eyes widened slowly as she cautiously looked around, "C-could those stories b-be tr-true?" There was silence, and Sakura becoming frustrated shook her head sharply, "No, there is no such thing as ghosts, Hinata?" That was her defense and she was sticking to it.

"B-but, come on Sakura, that's weird! No way a mouse could-!" She was cut off then as Sakura stood suddenly, fists of her sides.

"There is no such thing as Ghosts!" She pressed and just at that moment faint laughing sounded from the upper level and the sounds of feet pounding on the floor. The second story which both of them had yet to explore-The second story which still had old possessions in it from the original owners that the previous ones didn't have the heart to throw out- the floor to which Sakura and Hinata planned to turn into a very comfy renting area for guests.

Sakura went pale, and quiet looking around then at Hinata with confusion. "Someone might have broken in.." Her voice sounded slightly shrilled and for good reason because the stomping didn't stop. "We-we sh-should go check.." Hinata stammered standing up slowly next to Sakura, clutching her arm.

With that they went onward, not looking back, but huddling closely to one another. "Here we'll need this." She grabbed a flash-light, handed it too Hinata who took it gratefully, flashing it around as Sakura turned on a lantern from the hall and clutched the metal tightly.

Now, here they are both standing at the base of the stairs staring at them in silence, it only being broken when Sakura leaned over to Hinata and nudged her, "You go first." She said dismissively earning a stern expression.

"You're going with me." Hinata retorted grabbing the skinny arm of her friend yanking her up the first few steps.

The insufferable laughing has stopped, it wasn't that it lasted long it was that it echoed through the house. It made them shiver deep there bones rattling them from the core out. The pounding of feet however did not stop until they were both staring at the landing at the top of the stairs. A few more steps and both of them would be standing in the up-stairs hallway. Hinata took the initiative and stepped once "This will be good for a horror book, or something.." She tried to joke, earning a heartfelt snort from Sakura, Who whispered back trailing close behind not wanting to be left there, "Is that all you think about? Writing?" There was a pause when Hinata stopped her foot landing on a creaky step which made the sound echo through-out the house.

"It's like I said before, Sakura" Hinata murmured going forward after the house was soundless again.

"I know, I know.." The green eyed one stated a rather lengthy sigh afterwards when they got to the top of the stairs looked around with the flash light and started to go forward.

To there left was the first door and slowly upon approaching it- it slid open with a loud reeling noise. Sakura screamed louder then Hinata who yelped and was stunned into silence. "Holy shit!" Sakura yelled grabbing tightly onto Hinata's arm. "What the fuck?" She said softly to herself shaking slightly, as was Hinata who's Flashlight was trained on the now open door waiting.

When they were just about convinced nothing was going to happened they looked at each other and started to laugh nervously, Sakura who was the first to dismiss it walked over quickly and started sliding the door shut. "Nothing out of the normal here." She reeled softly laughing rather helplessly and nervously as it closed and she regained her composure. "So…" She said eyeing Hinata with what could only be considered a scrutinizing gaze, "What do we do.." Sakura screamed the next word in fear "Now!?" And ran off down the hallway –the short distance they made it- and down the stairs as the clattering of an old chain light the house with noise. Hinata wasn't far behind having high tailed it after Sakura dropping and leaving the flashlight behind bellowing down the stairs, sliding into the hallway.

"Sakura!" Hinata called out running down the hallway into the girls room where she was huddled under the covers of her bed. "Sakura…" Hinata started closing the door slowly breathing deeply heart hammering in her chest.

"Sakura, I think we should look that story up now…" She said softly staring at the bump under the covers, which was still for now.

"….Sakura?" Hinata whimpered lightly and approached shifting on her feet until the woman peeked out of the covers green eyes glossed over with tears.

"One night, Hinata, one night and we already have a problem." She whispered to the slightly older girl who kneeled next to the bed hands folding across the mattresses edge. "Then we fix this problem…somehow.." Hinata tried not one for being strong but this was only because Sakura couldn't be strong for her right now.

Reaching up she rubbed her eyes a little sniffling, "come on, lets sleep in the living room tonight- then…" Hinata drifted off her fingers picking at the sheet over the mattress, staring at it with a calculating gaze.

"…alright.." Sakura said softly pulling the blanket up with her, enclosing Hinata with it, "We'll, we'll drink some coffee and watch a chick-flick to feel better. H-how about that Romantic one with the girl? What's it called? .." Sakura drifted slightly, And Hinata smiled, "..Um, Failure to launch?" Sakura giggled and grinned then rubbing her eyes with her knuckles like a small child, "Y-yeah, that one.."

Both of them stood then, walking towards the living area warily watching the stairs out of the corner of there eyes, settling on the couches.

For the rest of the night- until the sun rose, they were both awake, and huddled in blankets watching this movie over and over again trying to drown out the sounds from up-stairs, the soft patter of feet, to the stomping and sound of the tapping from keys.

Tomorrow, Sakura chided in her head, 'Tomorrow I am going to get Rid of whatever is up there and start to replace them with MY things. I won't have this! This, fake haunting!...' Yawning softly the pink haired collage student sighed shaking her head.

Tomorrow, they were in for a trip.