Heaven

Chapter One; Snow

Snow. The white crystals that fell from an unknowing sky; the frozen tears of an angel. Each indiviual snowflake was beautiful and pure, but each died unwillingly. In a way, they represented anyone with a pure heart. The weak, pure-hearted people always fell in the end; dead with their purity destroyed. It almost wasn't fair – but someone with an evil heart couldn't play by fair. Kill or be killed, that was the rule.

"Deidara, stop running behind." A demanding voice said, breaking the blonde's thoughts.

Deidara groaned in response, "I was admiring art."

"Snow isn't art. It doesn't last forever."

The blonde scoffed and followed closely behind his red-headed partner. They both wore intimidating red clouds that adorned a silky black cloak. The red clouds represented their clan – Akatsuki. It was an organization full of evil, death, and hatred. They were the most feared clan that ever held existence. They were all defected, deadly pure-blooded Vampires. Each and everyone in the clan posessed a special ability that made the killing so much easier.

"Konohagakure." The red-head said suddenly, stopping at a heavily guarded stone wall.

"Tch." Deidara replied. "There isn't anything exciting here."

"Don't be stupid." The other male retorted. "Leader wouldn't send us here for no reason."

The blonde sighed. "How exactly do you want to infiltrate this place, hn?"

His partner stuffed his pale-white hands into his cloak pockets nonchalantly. "The usual." He replied lazily.

'More destruction.' Deidara thought to himself sadistically. He reached into the large inner-pockets of his cloaks and grabbed several spheres made from clay. "Time for my art." Deidara stated with a deceiving smile. He threw the clay spheres at the heavy wall and yelled, "Katsu!"

Within seconds, fireworks, as well as explosions, had been set off. When they were cleared, the wall gave way for a entrance within the village.

"Let's go, Sasori-Danna, hn."

Snow. It was so beautiful. They were little jewels sent from Heaven above – if there is a Heaven. These little frozen crystals were the little proof of anything angelic existing.

"Sakura-chan, why do you always stare off into space like that?" An immature, puppy-like boy whined. His bright blue eyes stared at his best friend with concern.

The girl pushed her pastel-pink hair away from her emerald eyes. "It's the snow. It's so beautiful."

"I guess." The boy replied. "But snow is just snow, yanno?"

Sakura sent him a glare that immediately made him shut up. He knew his friend was smart and poetic; she also took everything seriously.

Sakura sat on a white, originally red, bench at a park intended for childen. The civillian kids here were too intimidated by the cold to come out anytime soon. Sure, Sakura couldn't blame them, but the cold didn't even touch her. The snow flakes landed gently on her porcelain skin, not even hinting to melt.

BOOM

The girl stood from her comfortable position on the bench. Her eyes met bright blue with a nod exchanged from both. It was clear, an explosion had obviously went off in their peaceful village. Half the people here were innocent humans, an intruder who planned to harm them was unacceptable.

Their legs carried them far within a matter of seconds. The pair saw the figures of two males. Two Akatsuki males. As suspected, the wall had been blown through with some sort of explosion. The blonde-headed boy beside Sakura let out a low growl.

"How mundane." Sasori observed blatantly. He had yet to notice the pinkette and blonde male that stood yards away from himself and Deidara.

"Hey, bastards!" Her friend yelled at the Akatsuki members viciously.

"Naruto!" She scolded. It was too late, though. They had both heard the threatening yell. Both members eyed them with little amusement.

"Oh, look." Deidara mocked. "Two little half-bloods are gonna fight us."

"For the safety of this village, hell yeah we are!" Naruto declared loudly. He blindly ran for the closest member, which happened to be Sasori, and started throwing mindless punches. Sasori easily evaded each one.

"I guess you're my opponent, pinky." Deidara mused, staring at the girl with a smirk. She wasn't any kind of threat, afterall. She was petite and had pink hair. She looked no more then fourteen.

Sakura stood unmoving in the snow. She was unlike the irrational Naruto; behind her eyes she was calculating. She recognized her opponent as Deidara No Iwa, the bomb specialist. The pure-blood from Akatsuki. He was a long-distance fighter. As long as she could avoid being blown into pieces, she could win. Deidara noticed the determination in her eyes, however.

He reached and got smaller spheres out of his pocket. These spheres were as small as an eraser of the back of a pencil. It would be almost impossible to evade injury, or even death. He threw the spheres into the snowy wind and once again yelled, "Katsu!"

Sakura's eyes widened and she back flipped out of range. "Katsu!" He cried again, which led to a series of bombs and explosions around her. It was lucky that she avoided not being hit. Like she planned, he was blinded by the smoke from the explosions. Even if it was momentarily, she could strike. She ran towards the boy's presence without making a single sound. Again, like she planned, her small fist connected with his hard, pale face.

He skidded back with surprise. He held his cheek in his hand and his cerulean eyes glared at her. "How is that possible?" Deidara hissed.

"Deidara!" Sasori called over to him. "Are you not finished with your brat yet?"

Sakura's bright green eyes followed Sasori's voice. She saw Naruto laying bloody and unconscious on the now-red snow. She glided through the air until she was at her best friend's side. Not once paying mind to the killer pure-bloods that were watching her, she set her small hands on Naruto's chest. A bright green light emitted from her hands and around the boy's body. The blood that covered his body retracted back into his lifeless body. Even while doing so, the girl's throat tightened and burned as if a fire was raging through her. She was blood-lusting her own friend. The biggest disadvantage for her heavenly gift. Sakura pulled away quickly and held onto her throat. She needed her synthetic blood now.

"My, my." Sasori cooed. "You have a gift and a curse."

Sakura glared at the evil man that stood above her. He was surprised to see her determined emerald eyes were replaced with cold, red orbs.

"She's not a half-blood, Danna." Deidara stated the obvious. "She's the pure-blood hidden here."

"Fuck off." Sakura managed to say through a closed throat. Her vision was swaying slowly, if she didn't have blood soon, she'd end up killing an innocent human. Or in her case, humans. Tsunade was the only one who knew that Sakura was a pure-blood and often prescribed her the best synthetic blood with random animal blood in the mix. It wasn't the best, but it subdued her.

Sakura pushed the glowing green gift she was given into her neck, hoping to temporarily fix the problem. It helped, but to her dismay, it wasn't much.

Sasori picked the pinkette up by her long hair. His pale hands entangled in them, forcing her to stand on her shaky feet.

"Deidara." Sasori directed at his partner. The blonde nodded, understanding what he wanted without words being spoken. Deidara reached from one his many pockets and grabbed a sharp dagger. Deidara started walking closer to Sasori and the barely-standing Sakura. Her red eyes watched him carefully. If he thought a dagger could kill her in this state, he was dead wrong. Instead of trying to hurt her like she orginally thought, he slashed Sasori's bare wrist. The blood gushed from it's 'wound'.

"Drink it before it heals." Sasori demanded the girl. Usually, the thought of drinking Akatsuki blood would disgust her to no end, but it was take what was given to her, or innocent lives. Reluctantly, she did as she was told. The sensation burst into her system like she was drinking ice cold water from being dehydrated in the burning desert. The flavour was like no other. She knew that a pure-blood didn't have blood of their own, that the blood that had was from their victims. She also knew that because the blood was in a pure blood's veins, that it would taste so much sweeter than it had been originally. But it was a sin to drink from a pure-blood. Especially if you're a pure-blood yourself. It was considered cannibalism.

Sakura's bloody eyes turned to their natural green. When the cut healed, she backed away with horror. She had just taken blood from Akasuna No Sasori.

"That was your first taste of any kind of human blood, wasn't it?" Sasori asked with mild realization.

"How is that possible?"

"Let her go!" The conscious Naruto yelled, trying his hardest to stand on two feet. Sasori still had his hands tangled through Sakura's hair roughly. Since Naruto thought his best friend was a half-blood, he thought she was in danger. That she was being tortured. When in actuality, she just commited treason willingly.

"I don't think so, hn." Deidara teased.

"Don't you see, she's one of us now?" Sasori taunted the scared Naruto. He held a devilish smirk that screamed murder.

Naruto stared at Sakura and noticed her red lips. Her emerald eyes avoided his with shame and guilt. He wasn't exactly too sure what happened, but he wasn't stupid. He knew the red coated on her small lips was blood – human blood. He knew that she ocassionaly drank synthetic blood. He figured she just liked the taste more than other half-bloods. Now, he knew whatever the Akatsuki meant, that they were right.

"Sakura, why?" Naruto asked her sadly. The tears were threatening to fall behind his clear eyes.

Sakura ket her gaze away from his. There was no way she could stay in peaceful Konoha anymore.

A team of higher up half-bloods finally came to the crime scene. They had no idea what was going on, but noticed the Akatsuki quickly.

"Get out of our city you monsters!" One shouted.

"Time to take our leave, Sasori-danna." Sasori nodded with agreement and untangled his fist from Sakura's hair. He then grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her as he ran. His speed was remarkable, even compared to hers. She was never really given a chance to test her speed, due to hiding her abilities. Running with Sasori, however, felt exhilarating. Almost too exhilarating.

Snow. It was falling gently around the small girl. Her wide jade eyes were staring at the crystals with wonder and amazement. The flakes danced around her as if on purpose.

She turned around to show her mother how beautiful the snow was. But when she did, her mother was gone. Instead of seeing her mothers smiling face, she saw fire that burnt with hatred.

"What is this?" She cried to herself. She ran towards the flames, not fearing the heat it gave off.

"Pure-blood." A dark male voice said behind the little girl. She swirled around to face a large man with an evil aura. Sakura knew what kind of Vampire he was – a black-blood. He was originally a half-blood, but was cannibal to the point where he became tainted. Too strong for his liking. It was like he was a pure-blood, with constant blood-lust and strength beyond imagination. The only difference was they never had self control. They were rogue, vicious creatures.

"Get away from me." Sakura stated defensively. She was barely five years old. Her opponent was atleast twenty times her size.

"You're just a kid who hasn't figured out how to take control of your powers. Your dear parents couldn't even protect themselves."

"No! You're wrong!"

"I'm not wrong." The man replied cynically. He started inching towards her with the intent to kill.

"No!" The girl screamed again. White light surrounded her and her hands were glowing a dark green. When the man grabbed her small arm, she used the other to hit him as hard as she could. Her attempts were fruitful. The man staggered back with blood rushing out of his mouth. Sakura hadn't any idea what she was doing. She just knew this was her chance to run.

"Snow." A tall, pale man said as he stared at the white-grey sky. It mixed with personality and looks perfectly.

"Gotta love it." His large partner replied happily. He was a strikingly light blue man with gills on each side of his face. A walking shark, some would say.

The first male looked at his fish-like partner. His black hair and red eyes contrasted beautifully against his white skin. "I sense Sasori and Deidara's presence."

"Mm, with another. Female, I'm guessing."

"Seems that way." The first male agreed.

In a matter of minutes, Sasori, Deidara, and Sakura arrived in the large field with the other two men.

Sakura instantly saw the Akatsuki cloaks and inwardly cringed. It was too late to turn back now. She'd never be accepted within the walls of Konoha again. Naruto would hate her for the rest of his life.

"Who's the pinky?" The shark-man said with a confused expression. Deidara and Sasori were supposed to find the pure-blood, not some cute girl.

"Believe it or not, but she's the pure-blood, hn."

"She must have been willing to come along. That was quick, for you two." The darker male commented.

"We don't all have the fuckin' Sharingan, Uchiha." Deidara returned bitterly.

"I wasn't willing." Sakura corrected. "I was forced."

Sasori leaned against a snowy tree lazily. "You weren't forced to drink my blood. Now, were you?"

Sakura lowered her head. Her long pink bangs covering her grim face. "I don't deal with blood-lust very well."

"Well, whatever." Deidara said with a sigh. "At least the missions over."

The Uchiha eyed the pinkette suspiciously.

Hello! This is another project to keep my mind into writing. I might dismiss 'Sin and Sin Again'. I'm just not feeling it anymore. I will continue 'Moon Eternal', however.

I've always loved vampires and such. Don't like, don't read. But i hope you like cx

Pure-Bloods; These are the most rare and powerful vampires. Both parents were vampires. The blood-lust is overwhelming and their power is beyond human. Also, they drink blood from humans (mostly) or half-bloods. Since pure-bloods are 99 percent undead, they do not have much blood for themselves. So their victims blood becomes theirs. When their blood is tasted, it'll be their recent victims mixed with their own hint of blood. Just a drop of their blood is like honey.

Half-Bloods; Half human, Half vampire. Usually one parent is a vampire and the other isn't. Does not matter if one parent is half-blood to create an offspring that is also half-blood. They like the taste of blood, but do not need it. They do need iron and other supplements. They do not lust. However, if some really enjoy the taste, they can lust. It will boosr their strength, but will be nothing compared to Pure-blood.

Black-blood; Demon-like vampires. Cannibals oftheir own kind, which is half blood. They have the strength and blood-lust of a Pure-blood, but are very rogue with no self control. Sometimes they can surpass the strength of a pure blood.