Sonnenschein Chapter 1: Erwachen, a naruto fanfic

Sonnenschein.

By: Sakura0chan.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto (Manga, Anime...)

I'm gonna dedicate this story to Frog-Wallet cuz she's my Beta-reader she's really honest, fast and nice. (grammar... XD)

Summary: One night, Sakura changes from the little insecure, poor, sunshine to a flawless, powerful monster. Blood from a goddess and a mortal runs through her veins. Now she's thrown into a life full of darkness and hate. But hate comes with love, right? VampireFic & DarkFic

Chapter 1. Act one.

Legends.

Once upon a time, in a country far away, a little girl was born. She was told to have strengths which even the goddesses envied.

The little princess, not even 2 years old, was told to rule the world when the time came to protect the world from the mystique, old goddesses no one dared to speak of. The legend told that the little girl was the only one able to protect us all and the world we're living in.

To protect the saviour, she was brought into another town, into another world. It was nothing like the castle she lived in years before – not that she'd remember anything.

To kill them, the legends told that this girl would have to make a big sacrifice. She'd be faced with two options: saving or destroying. Her fate was sealed. Either choice, her life would come to the same conclusion: death.

But tell me, who believes in legends?

"What do you – pant – want?" the girl ran through the small alleys, her high heels forgotten two blocks away as she continued to race up to her apartment. She needed to hurry; nobody was home and no one was going to miss her anyway. Her pursuers slowed down. She sighed in relief, but didn't stop running until she was around the corner. She peered back, and it was empty.

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He leaped down from a building, running faster.

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She sighed again, turning around only to gasp.

"Missed us?" one of them asked.

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"Today … I have to find her ... it's so soon."

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"How… how did you get here?" she questioned, frightened.

"Ever heard of bicycles?" one laughed, imitating the action of riding a bike while mocking her.

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"She's in danger… I can feel her fear."

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"Back off," she snarled, getting angry. She kicked one in the groin; she hadn't trained in self-defence by Tsunade, her mentor, for nothing.

"Wow, keep it low chick," one laughed.

"What do you want?" she growled.

"Just some fun," he stated and pulled out a gun. The teen paled.

"Don't-"She was cut off as one of them pressed her against the wall.

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"I can see her… who are those guys?"

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"Stop it – someone's coming," the injured one called.

"Damn it. You will pay, bitch." With that, he pulled the trigger.

She spat out blood as she fell to the ground. Her stomach was bleeding badly, blood leaking out of the fresh wound. She heard the engine roar to life.

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"Hold on, I'm nearly there."

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"Say hello to Lucifer, bitch," one of them bellowed.

"Don't… don't let me die..." she begged. Their laughter was high and full of amusement. A grey white film appeared in front of her eyes and she blinked, not seeing anything clearer. The woman jerked around as she tried to control the claustrophobia which came with the pain, one hand outstretched as she silently begged them to kill her already or save her. But she knew they wouldn't do her a favour anyway and then, her hand dropped.

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"Sakura-hime… Sakura… look at me… wake up… shit, she's not reacting," he swore lightly under his breath.

"She'll die if you don't change her."

"But I can't. It's her decision."

"She'll DIE."

The figure sighed, slowly he bent down, but then with full force he bit her, cutting her pale flesh.

When he finished, he was smeared with blood, mostly from her stomach wound. A thin line of blood ran down his chin, his eyes glowing red for a second. She tasted… good.

Slowly, she opened her emerald eyes, confusion and nervousness sparkling in her expression. When she felt nothing, she gasped. The film in front of her eyes had vanished; the stinging pain reminded her that it was real.

"Welcome back, princess," he bowed. She sat up and tried to get on her feet, but it was impossible for her. When she looked down, the wound on her stomach had disappeared.

"What are you… what have you… done?" she hissed pain seeping through her veins as she tried to move again.

After she finally felt her legs she stood up, still in a daze and ran into the blackness of the night with a scared expression on her beautiful face.

He did not follow her. He let her go to make her own decision which was already made. He sighed. There would be a hell of a lot trouble for him waiting at home.

"She should be here by now," a blond with blue eyes sighed.

"Calm down... she'll come soon," a guy with spiky hair tried to calm the blonde down.

"It's already 11:50 pm and we called her all evening, maybe it wasn't her."

"It was her; she looked exactly the same… I saw her with my own eyes!"

Bang!

Deep down inside of our souls, there is a secret. Something that makes people different, something that makes people live.

Making their individual choices, deciding what to like, what to do or what to think are what make us human, right?

So was Sakura Haruno, who was always different. Her extremely pale skin and her freakish pink hair made her stand out, in a positive way. She was beautiful indeed. But there was something about her that you just couldn't get. She was unreachable, maybe because of that she was invisible to most people.

Sakura made her way out of the alleys to her apartment. She fought with her door and finally pushed it open. She looked back at her little apartment.

Who could blame her for her paranoia?

The shy, insecure pink haired girl with no friends lived all alone in a little apartment with flaking wallpapers, a defected light bulb in the lamp beside the little dining table. Two chairs lined the table, and a small oven with a sink behind it. Her living room was small—way smaller than her kitchen. There was only room for a couch and an old TV, which was black and white. A small door connected the room with the bathroom, which wasn't that glorious either. There was a toilet in the right corner, a little shower with only a few litres of warm water – a defect boiler. At the end of the room was a sink with a mirror.

All in all it was small but clean, the way she liked it. Sakura never complained, but now she did. The lock didn't even snap shut because she thought nobody would bother to steal something out of this complex because there was nothing to get. Most of the thieves, (some even from her neighbourhood), broke in the richer parts of the town three blocks away. She got the police standing on her porch more than once.

But now, all this misery was nothing compared how she felt now. She quickly ran into her bathroom and locked the door. At least that lock wasn't damaged.

She touched her face as she looked into the mirror: the same green eyes, the same pink hair, and the same flawless porcelain skin. But something had changed. She let her finger trace down her throat until she met the point where the stranger had bitten her. Her fingers jerked back as she felt a rush of heat flow through her veins. Something was calling her. She grabbed the sink with all her might, spitting out, trying to erase that specific memory.

Instead she grasped on what little memories she had from her early life. She always had been an orphan; the orphanage she was living in was small but comfortable. She had her own room and one or two kids she had liked. She could bear living there and it was quite funny sometimes, too. She used to be a little sunshine. But her mother, teacher, and leader (she was all that for the little pink haired girl) – had an alcoholic problem, to say it mildly. She was killing herself and it was only a matter of time until this happened. She used to be all kind even in a drunken state – except for the occasional temper tantrum. Tsunade had lost her little brother and her husband in a car accident and she never came over it.

So once, Sakura and her friends came inside the small but comfortable office. There was Tsunade, lying sprawled all over the table with an empty bottle in her hand. They tried to wake her up, but she didn't respond. They shook harder, only to make her let go of the bottle which crashed into tiny little pieces on the wooden floor.

The other kids were sent to different places, but she was not. She was given away to some strange family only to escape two years after; abusing was an unacceptable act to do to an orphan. So she left. At fifteen, after two years homelessness, she finally had enough money to buy this little apartment. It wasn't much, but it was fine. She could even afford High School again.

She had studied so hard and now it came to this? She averted her gaze to the mirror again. Something was definitely wrong. Her eyes were bloodshot. Poison? There was suddenly a dull pain in her head. It started to increase. She let herself fall to the ground, curling up into a fetal-position. The pink haired person held her head in agony, intertwining her fingers into her pink glossy hair, pulling on it. Her eyes widened. What was happening?

Sakura.

A voice in her head made her jump.

Sakura.

Someone, rather...something was calling her. She stumbled up on her feet. Shaky hands opened the bathroom door, and she left a trail of damage behind herself as she tried to hold back the strong urge. She left it all behind. Her feet dragged her along the pavement as the door was still wide open. She didn't know where she was going or what she was doing, but she was too weak to resist now. Her strength grew with each step, a sickening sweet feeling. She was supposed to be terrified, but she was calm now. Maybe she was really growing insane;first, the thing in the alley, and now this.

Sakura stopped – hours later so it seemed but it were only mere minutes – in front of an old warehouse. She didn't bother knocking – which seemed pretty dumb to her.Besides her feet wouldn't allow that – and went inside. The door thudded with a loud bang on the wall when she pushed it open.

"You came," a voice cried out. Sakura hadn't noticed the lights before, but now she did. She had to press her eyes shut as they flashed.

"W-What am I doing here?" she rasped out, her throat dry and raspy.

"Princess…" There was a whisper.

She turned her head slightly to see a pretty blonde with blue eyes on her knees, beside her another girl with brown hair and chocolate eyes and on the other side a black purplish haired, white eyed one. The fact that they were on her knees did not make her gasp. The thing that really stood out was their beauty. Each of them was flawless, and all in all perfect. She felt even more insecure now.

A creaking door made her snap out of her thoughts. Four guys followed by a woman appeared through the big doors on the back.

The guys bowed and the woman sank down to her knees.

A ripping pain went through her back. She arched it in agony, screaming out. The girls scrambled to their feet running towards her. Sakura felt hands over her face, hands under her back; someone was carrying her. She wanted to scream out, but was afraid to get in more pain because as her breathing slowed, each breath was like a dagger being stabbed through her throat.

She grasped her shirt tightly where her heart was beating unsteadily. What was going on?

Someone was shaking her, calling out to her. Why didn't they kill her now? Was that some strange occult? What were the black candles then?

She wanted to cry, to laugh, anything. She couldn't see straight. Her vision blurred, her breathing coming out in ragged pants, her heart was beating much less than it should. The pink haired girl arched her back again as another searing pain shot through her.

She lost consciousness again.

Chapter one. Act two.

Breathing.

When I opened my eyes, I was temporarily blinded, not because of the sun, but because of the light which was directly in front of me. I heard someone searching for something through a drawer while swearing. My legs arched as I tried to move them, but they still worked.

My hands reached out to remove the lamp when I heard a gasp. A black-purplish haired girl was staring at me wide-eyed before she let herself fall down in front of me.

What was that crap about bowing and kneeing in front of me anyway? I sighed.

"Cut the act, what am I doing here?" Instead of an answer, she began stuttering. I grew annoyed quickly and stormed out of the room, walking down a long hallway towards a door with the sun shining behind it—freedom. I couldn't wait for the sweet-smelling earth and grass again. I loved being outside on rainy days, since the forest smelt so good. I couldn't smell anything at all here, and it made me nervous. I shook lightly while trying to keep my pace steady and not breaking out in a run. I had to be quiet.

Just as I was about to walk through that door, a hand wrapped itself around my wrist, holding me back. I stumbled into a rock-hard manly chest. I snapped my head to see who was standing there and gasped as I noticed that it was that guy… the guy who had bitten me.

"If you're not suicidal, I would not go out there," a low chuckle roared through his throat.

"Why? Is there a bomb and when I open the door it'll blow off?" I rolled my eyes. Even that wouldn't stop me from going out.

"Trust me, a bomb would not hurt as much as being outside in the Sun." He stopped chuckling abruptly.

"What did you do to me?" I was pink-haired, but definitely not dumb. "I'm not a vampire am I?" I asked, laughing lightly. His eyes narrowed as he grabbed hold of me once more.

"We're discussing that inside, with the others, if you'd be so kind, princess," he bowed, letting go of me. My eyes widened; did he just agree? I couldn't be a vampire… could I?

"What is that shit about princess anyway?" I grew silent by the way he looked at me.He was dead serious, so I followed him.

When we finally reached the room, the first thing I saw was the tall woman in the far corner, her black spiky hair was held in a ponytail, coal black eyes staring at me. She then sank down on one knee.

Weird. I nodded stiffly.

I was lead to a living room with no windows with a fire in the far right corner, three couches, a plasma TV and other expensive-looking stuff. When I sank down on the comfortable couch, I noticed what was wrong. I didn't notice it before because I was kind of distracted by the man, but now I noticed. My heart wasn't beating. I shrieked, making the guys who just entered the room jump.

All of them quickly bowed before sitting on the other couches, leaving me alone on one of them. I felt left out. I was alone.

I sat, filling the awkward silence with noises.

"So… um, what am I doing here?" I asked, raising one of my eyebrows.

"So you can't remember?" the guy who had bitten me asked. He was handsome and I looked at him fully.

"N-no, what should I remember?" I had really no clue, completely defenceless and confused.

"Well, I think we should introduce ourselves first," the tall woman suggested, sitting down beside the man who had bitten me.

"I'm Neji Hyuga."

I snapped my head into the other direction where the voice had come from. A tall boy around my age was sitting on one of the couches, his hands were intertwined with the girl's who was sitting beside him.

She spoke next. "I'm Tenten Hyuga," she smiled at me and waved with her free hand shortly.

"I'm…H-Hinata H-Hyuga. S-Sorry for the waking up thing," Hinata stuttered, a pink hue appearing over her nose. She was kind of like me. It was sort of soothing.

"I'm Naruto Uzumaki," a blond said out loud. He was definitely the exact opposite to his couch-neighbour. His azure eyes and sun-kissed hair was shiny and he seemed quite confident by the way he said his name.

"I'm Ino Yamanaka," another blonde said, her tone matching Naruto's. Her ice-blue eyes made her seem cold but her cheery attitude made her look like an angel, which she was. I would say that she was the most beautiful one of them, but it was difficult to decide because they were all so... stunning.

"Nara Shikamaru," another lazily piped up. His hair looked like a pineapple (that was the first thing I thought) and his eyes were a dull dark colour and his attitude seemed... bored. Yep, he was and through all this negative-ness, he managed to look breathtaking. How mean.

"Hi there Sakura-hime, I'm Anko!" a tall woman introduced herself, winking at me. I felt kind of funny, like in a movie, though the only one who knew nothing was me. It was like I had forgotten to learn my parts.

And finally I turned to the one who had bitten me. He was smiling under that strange kind of mask.

"I'm Kakashi." He scratched the back of his neck. "Well… I can understand that it's quite confusing, but you see… earlier… you were right."

Well, now I got something right but what? "What?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You are a vampire," he answered my question earlier and my breath hitched in my throat. "Besides… you don't really need to breathe."

It was like bullets hitting me in my chest.

"Say what?" I screamed, stumbling on my feet. The others stood up also, but they looked more graceful than me.

"Sakura-hime, you…"

"Cut that shit about hime… I'll give you hime, hime my ass!" I shouted, heading towards the door.

"Stop," a calm voice echoed throughout the room. I froze by the harshness of the voice and I looked back to see cold white eyes.The guy… what was his name again? Neji was staring at me.

I felt kind of strange at the moment.That was all that it took and seconds later I was sitting on the couch again. Who was moving so fast in here?

"Let me explain," Kakashi sat down again and sighed. I rolled my eyes and looked away, crossing my arms.

"At first, you were born as a half vampire, so there's no way around that you already were a vampire, but only an half one. Second, we are vampires too. Third, and now listen closely, I'm going to tell you a legend."

I grunted in response.

"Once, there was a kingdom with lots of goddesses. The goddesses were vampires and they were all exactly the same—same strengths, same beauty, and the same intelligence. But all of them weren't as good minded as others. There were three. Two turned into beasts as the third one found real love. Real love is something goddesses cannot have. They envied her, telling her that he was just a human bastard.

"But she didn't bother and she continued loving him. Their bonds grew stronger with time and they lived decades in peace. Goddesses didn't age the way humans did, so he became older and she stayed in her old body, but they did not mind. They loved each other so much that the goddess became pregnant. At first, they were totally happy. But soon, the other goddesses were aware of their sister's state. Because of the Legend which was told years before, they tried to kill the goddess while the baby was still unborn. But she and her lover were strong enough to protect the castle but, after two years, they grew weaker. So they ordered one of their vampires to bring her away to a country far away to protect her. Since the goddess and her lover were still fighting against the two others they were able to protect the world from the evil ones. But now, they are dead. They were killed in one of their final matches. Because of that, you, as their direct relative, as their daughter, have to protect the world from the danger. They are still weak because of the last war, so they won't do anything in the next two years probably, but still. You're now officially the heir to your parent's powers," Kakashi stopped and looked at me.

"Hold on, I'm what?" I asked, shaking my head dumbly. "Again, for retarded ones," I sighed.

"You're a goddess and you have to protect the world from the two other evil goddesses," Anko explained to me.

"You've got to be kidding me. I don't have any powers," I glared at them, annoyed now.

"You're right, you didn't have any powers, but now you're one of us, a full vampire. The legends said that you could choose what you want to do: if you want to back out or if you want to fight. But since you were dying I had no chance to ask you… I don't know, it changes the whole Legend," Kakashi stated.

"You really think I'd believe that?" I retorted, in high-pitched voice now. This time it was the pineapple guy who sighed and he quickly made some signs and some wings appeared on his back. Whoa… what the heck?

But he wasn't finished yet. He opened his mouth to reveal two pointy teeth. But that wasn't all when suddenly, he started flying. I must've looked like a fish with all that gaping.

"Believe us now?" Ino smirked when she saw my expression. I felt the inside of my mouth and touched my own pointy teeth.

"When do we start training?" I questioned, the rest of them started smirking. I copied them. I was confused. But somehow… it just felt right to do that.

Chapter one. Act three.

Training & Past.

I was trained by all of them. They were all so strong and fast that it was nearly unimaginable to think I should ever be stronger than them. At first I learned how to fly with my wings. It was a strange thing, to fly. The first time I tried, I felt like puking, but that was kind of strange because I couldn't. They gave me blood every night to drink because they thought I was not ready to hunt yet.

As I walked in the big hall I saw Neji waiting for me. I frowned; he was always the hardest to face in my training. I finished hand-to-hand combat with him minutes later with me being pinned down on the hard ground. I hissed as he smirked down at me and I flipped him over. I was becoming stronger and I felt it. He glared as I smirked at him, and seconds later we were flying through the hall again.

Kakashi was my most-of-the-time trainer. He trained me in becoming stronger with my actual powers. Hand-to-hand combat by Neji and Anko, stamina training with Naruto, moving with fast speed and grace with Ino and Hinata, weapons of all kind with Tenten, and strategy with Shikamaru where only adds to my actual power—the actual power which I couldn't reach yet. I only learned some kind of attack where I could destroy a door with one hit. It was a red flame which wrapped itself around my hand before I could break the door down. I was panting after one of those attacks. So, I had to get stronger somehow.

Being a vampire didn't mean that I wasn't invulnerable. There was still blood in my veins, still life inside of me. Also, I could not go outside; the sun could burn my skin within seconds. I used to really like the sun, but now it changed.

Between my trainings sessions, I actually had time to become friends with all of them. They were open and kind in a strange way. Strange for vampires, I guess. They were eager to tell me what I wanted to know, except Neji and Shikamaru (they thought it was a drag), but one thing was the same: when I asked them how they'd turned into vampires, they all froze.

The first time I asked someone was Kakashi. He gasped shortly, but then he smiled, bowing slightly so he was head-to-head with me and he told me his story—a story about a man who lost his only love and tried to commit suicide. A story, which was told as a tragedy ended as a romance as his long lost lover came back, changed?

Anko had been out, riding horses when someone had attacked her. They had robbed her of her money and had stabbed her three times. Suddenly, someone had come by, looking at her with those eyes. It was night time, so she had thought she was dreaming. It had been a woman with snow white hair who told her about a legend of a girl in a country far away and had given her a new life, a new destination, and a new dream to share. So she had gone back to her old town with her new body, then she had seen Kakashi jump. There had been nothing she could do for him; he was nearly dead. Anko was in a conflict with herself. Should she save him and let him live on as a vampire? Or should she let him die? She couldn't let him die, definitely not. But as she had been about to bite him, she had felt the bloodlust, pulsing through her veins. When the wounds had healed and only little scars where left there, through his whole face was covered in permanent scars, she could never forgive herself about the markings she put on his once so handsome face. Her teeth had ripped off some skin on his jaw and there were 2 long scars down his cheek. She couldn't look at them without breaking down, so he started wearing a mask.

Tenten blushed as she told me her story. She had always known that there was something off about that long haired guy who had been living next door. He had never gotten out of his house on sunny days (which weren't that often because it was a rainy town). She had always tried to find out, tried to get to know him better, but he just didn't open up to her. One day, they had been paired up for a festival in town to find something out about some antic stories; he had been visiting her that day. They had worked for half a day when they stopped, talking for a while. So when they had noticed it was dark, they had been cuddled up together in a blanket on her floor. That was when she had asked him what he really was. He had not answered since he hadn't been allowed to, because it concerned his whole family. She had forgiven him; family business was nothing she should be concerned of. But soon, he had grown apart again, and closed up again; he didn't let her in anymore.

Nights after that incident, she heard a whining horse, so she had gone out to investigate. When she had made it to the stables, she had seen him, biting the horse and sucking out blood. When he heard her, he whipped his head in her direction, making blood fly towards her. It hit her face.

"So… much blood," she whimpered before passing out. When woke up, she had been a little afraid of Neji. He had no other choice but to tell her that he was a vampire. Neji was surprised by her reaction, and she had nodded and left. Days later, she stood on his porch, apologizing for her absence. He had kissed her then. They understood each other perfectly and soon, they were married. On their first night together, he asked her if she really wanted this. Tenten nodded; she was ready and not only for sex. He had bitten her this night. She wanted him to, and she had wanted him to make her his. He didn't want to do that at first, but after restless nights with her crying he gave in. His family were vampires, so he held those genes inside him until his twentieth birthday when he turned into a vampire himself. So he was bound to stay twenty forever. And so was she, then.

With Shikamaru it was a different story; he had been bitten by a blonde haired vampire called Temari when he had been nineteen. He had no chance; she was thirsty and needed someone, so he had been the first one for her to take and she bit him.

He was walking down an alley in the dark and it was long after dawn when someone else found him—another blonde. He had mistaken her for Temari and in his rage, blinded by anger and pain he had bitten her, sucking out her blood. Just then he had noticed that it wasn't Temari but Ino, an old friend of his family. She'd been worried about him, having a crush on him made her walk out in the early morning hours alone. They were both lying in pain until they had made it to a garbage can, because as the sun had hit them, they had felt a burning sensation running through them. Shikamaru had helped her inside and shut the cover after he had let himself drop in beside her. She was panting hard and it was burning her from the inside, so he had hugged her. He could not believe what he had done; she was always there for him. She'd calmed him down, explained to him why she'd been following him—which didn't make it any better for him. He swore to forever be there for her, because he loved her too, even if he had found it troublesome to admit.

Hinata had been a vampire from the beginning. She never knew anything except what her father had told her; she had never been outside to hunt "to get her hands dirty", so she was kept inside. One day, she looked outside and saw a blonde guy walking down the road. She knew him because he was always walking down there. She enjoyed watching him; he seemed so confident, so proud. She wished she could be, too. One night, she escaped, flying through the air and stopping at a house where she had been able to make out his blonde hair through a window. He was eating a cup of ramen while she was still. Her eyes softened when she gazed at him. Hinata was able to feel the pain riding off him while he had sat there, alone. Soon, he had vanished inside the bathroom and after a couple of minutes he returned. She then watched him praying beside his bed. The dark-haired girl flew closer to the window in order to listen to him while he was praying. The blond had been praying for his lost family, for his soul, because he should've been a full vampire, too. He didn't know what was wrong with him and why it hadn't worked with him; he was already 21 to that time.

The next day, the girl had sat down in front of her window again and as he had walked past, he had looked up to her and in a second and their eyes had met. She had quickly closed the curtains and dropped to the floor, pulling her knees closer to herself. 'How could she help him?'

That night, someone was knocking on her window. She opened up and saw him. He had talked to her about becoming a vampire and that he felt her presence the previous day. Since she hadn't been experienced in biting someone, she took her time. He had grown impatient but stayed at her side all the time. When she was ready to take the burden of destroying his life like he'd been living it before, she bit him.

Well, that had been their story about their lives… such romantic tragedies…

But I had to go… Tenten was calling because of our weapon training. Jeez, she was nearly as bad as Neji. So I headed off towards the room she was waiting in.

Chapter one. Act four.

Nightly meeting.

I was now living with them for more than 5 months and I grew kind of close to them. They were like a family to me. I never really had a real family except for my orphanage, but these feelings vanished as soon as Tsunade died. Daily training was basis for me, but I had enough time to get along with Tenten, Neji, Ino, Shikamaru, Hinata and Naruto, of course Kakashi and Anko, too, but they were kind of like a mother and father to me.

They all went with me when I was off for my first hunt. I learned pretty quickly that vampires could feel an aura of humans, which told them who was bad, who was a loving father, who was a bitch and who was cruel.

Vampires cannot live without human blood for too long, so they have to make a victim once in a while. But mostly they take the cruel or bad people and kill them instead of the loving father-people. They were killed after they sucked out their blood to prevent the bad ones from becoming immortal (nearly immortal, but not really easy to kill.)

This night it was different.It was not really the first time I was out to hunt, but I wasn't really an expert in killing them. I was sitting on one of the rooftops far by, trying to make out cruel or bad auras. It was a bright night, the moon was out fully and the wind was blowing strongly, making it harder to feel.

When I finally found one near enough to reach I flapped my wings until I was flying in the darkness of an alley. I was kind of confused because I felt a good aura nearby. Mostly good people avoided bad ones so I flew closer. I heard cries and shouting. They were fighting. There was a whole gang at least four or five. As I came closer I recognized them. Anger flashed through me as I was shot. The ones who had shot me down were pairing up against an ebony haired guy. He was fighting back hard, but he was alone against four of them. I landed with a thud behind a huge trash can. I looked over, planning how to get them without being noticed. Vampires were told to be a legend and it should stay that way for mortals. They were grabbing a gun—again. Wasn't one killing enough?

I stepped out of the darkness and made my way towards them. I used my powers to push the ebony haired guy away.He crashed into a wall, losing consciousness. I didn't care; he wasn't dead and that counted. When I stepped into the moonlight they gasped. I felt my skin sparkle when the soft light hit it.

"I thought I killed you…" one of them said. "I sent you to hell!"

"Believe me, I've been there," I laughed at their dumbfound expression and continued walking towards them, my pink short hair swaying with the breeze. They shivered.

"Then I'll send you there again!" he pulled the trigger again, but I simply stepped out of the way, my eyesight and reaction much better now.

"Not if I kill you first," I stated, letting my hands glow with the pale red light again as I killed the first one. One was trying to get away through the trash cans but I simply flew over him, striking him down from above.

The rest of them raced through a dark alley but again, I flew ahead of them.

"How did you get here so fast?" one gasped. This time they could not see it because it was too dark, but they did feel my presence. I heard their teeth chatter. I sliced the first two's throat, leaving the one who nearly killed me. He tried to race out, using another alley but it was a dead end. I laughed.

"Say hello to Lucifer," I said before biting him and he screamed in agony as I drank his blood. Suddenly I felt strange. I felt so…good.

When I finished, I collected all the bodies and dumped them in a container. After lighting it I went out of the alley, feeling better than before. Not only did I have my revenge, I also helped an innocent.

I kneeled down beside him. He was still unconscious and his head was bleeding. Damn, I knew I had to pay more attention to my strengths. I ripped off a piece of my shirt and made a bandage around his head, stopping the blood from coming out. Besides it smelled quite appealing to me, but I could resist since I just had some blood.

When I was about to turn away I heard him groan. Walking faster, I made my way out of the alley and back to my family, not aware of the stranger's half-open eyes. 36

Sasuke's POV:

I walked down an empty alley when some strangers started following me. I grew annoyed because I already knew they were following me. I tried to go faster without earning suspicion but they walked faster, caught up with me and jogged beside me. I knew I was alone against them, they were armed as well; I could see a pistol holster on each of their legs. How fun.

"You got any money you could lend us?" the biggest man smirked. He seemed to be the leader.

"Nope," I said flatly. They grew annoyed with each passing second, glancing around to make out any witnesses.

"Did you check? I don't think you really checked it… come on… you must have something to give."

"Nope." They were interesting, but I wasn't really aware of the seriousness of the situation until one of them took out his gun. I felt the wind in my back as I stiffened. Something was watching us. When I turned around I felt something hit me really hard. The last thing I could make out was pink hair swaying in the wind.

I didn't know how long I was out. It felt like hours, but I noticed that my head was bandaged and someone was walking away from me. There was the pink hair again. It couldn't be a coincidence, could it? I groggily watched out for the guys, but I found nothing, just the smoke and licking lights coming from one of the alleys, telling me that the strange girl took care of them.

I sighed as I made my way home. It had been a long day.

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