SZ'T: Hope you like this! two new stories in one day! Please read and review this so I know whether to continue. I have the beginning and end mapped out but have no ideas for the middle so if anyone has any ideas that would be great if you could tell me. I have considered a cross over with the darren shan Demonata series and the harry potter series but I haven't decided yet!
I don't ow Naruto!
Warning: Character death.
It was a sunny day in Konoha. People walked in the streets browsing shops and enjoying the happy summer time. The wind blew through the leaves on the trees and they made a gentle rustling sound swaying gently against the backdrop of the blue cloudless sky.
Ninja completed simple missions, like rescuing old ladies cat's from tree's and there was a cheerful atmosphere in the air. The kind that only comes with a calm summers day.
Not everyone was enjoying the sunshine though.
Lying in bed in his bedroom, that smelled strongly of dog, with the curtains pulled was Inuzuka Kiba.
The young ninja had a pounding headache and every bone in his body ached.
The boy tried to yell 'Go away!' when he heard his elder sister knock at the door but was suprised when all that came out was a feral growl.
His sister wasn't too concerned though and responded, in what seemed to Kiba, to be an extremely overly cheerful manner:
"Get up Kiba you lazy dog!"
Kiba groaned in protest before dragging himself out of bed and stalked out of his room and past his sister heading for the bathroom witha look of extreme annoyance and irritation on his face.
'Whats up with him?' His sister thought.
Kiba was always reluctant to get out of bed but today he looked downright furious about being woken. She didn't know why. It was one in the afternoon afterall! Also had that been blood around his mouth!? She shook it off; idiot probably bit his tongue in his sleep again.
Meanwhile Kiba was in the bathroom brushing his teeth with extreme force. This pounding headache just would not shift! He had already taken two aspirin for it but the intensity of it had not decreased in the slightest.
He splashed cold water over his face to try and wake himself up but gasped when he raised his head to look in the mirror. His face was covered in blood. And it wasn't his!
He looked at his hands and sure enough lodged under his fingernails was a mixture of blood and dirt.
He picked up the nailbrush and began scrubbing at his face and nails until his skin was pink and the blood and dirt was gone.
His headache was starting to lift now.
'Damn aspirin must have finaly started to kick in.' He thought.
Walking back to his bedroom he pulled on his underwear, pants, fishnet shirt and hoodie before applying his facepaint.
He opened his window before jumping out and heading across the roofs. He needed some air.
Leaping from building to building certaintly had a kind of rythmatic pleasure and he relaxed as he felt the air clearing his head.
He decided to stop in town centre. Might pick up a present for Hinata before going to visit her.
He wandered around the market for a while trying to think of something Hinata might like when a stall with jewellery caught his eye. Perfect.
He looked over the stuff the stall had on sale before deciding on milky opal, oval shaped earrings. They would match her eyes.
After he had aqired the gift he set off towards the Hyuuga compound.
As he passed a group of people he overheard part of their conversation:
"...yes poor girl." "...so young." "... saying some sort of wild animal." ...the poor Harunos."
Wait what was that! A young Haruno girl attacked by an animal? But that could only be Sakura!
Kiba jumped to the roof's and changed track. Heading for Haruno compound instead.
He had never been fond of the girl but by the sound of it she was gravely injured; possibly dead! (A/N: Sakura bashers are gonna luv me!)
Upon reaching his destination he heard crying and and saw the Haruno family clustered around each other some on their knees, weeping before the body of the pink haired kunoichi.
It hit home. Sakura was dead.
He slowly stepped forward to get a closer look and gasped as he saw what must have been the cause of death. The girls throat had been ripped out and several bloody slash marks were in perfect precision accross her chest.
He remembered what the people had said in town. They thought it had been some sort of wild animal.
Kiba then was hit with a rush of realization and he grew cold as if he had suddenly been dropped in a bath of ice. The scent of musky blood was strong in the air.
Last night had been a full moon. The blood. The dirt under his nails.
The earrings for Hinata that had, up until now, been clutched tightly in his fist. Fell to the groumd and lay forgotten in the mud.
A wild animal... Like a wolf?
Kiba turned and ran.
One of the weeping family members turned and saw him and called after him. But Kiba didn't stop.
The curse that had been within the families blood for generations. The curse of the Inuzukas. It couldn't be. Could it?
But Kiba knew in his heart the moment his blood ran cold that it was true.
Inuzuka Kiba; was turning.