Vampires... Who knew?

Welcome to another installment of Vampires... Who Knew? Now on to the disclaimer!

Sasori: Do I really have to do this

Me: Yes, Yes you do ^.^

Sasori: *sigh* Akasuna no Akari does not own Naruto or any characters from the show used in this story. She only owns Mavis and her parents.

Me: Now ONWARD!

Sasori: kill me now... TT_TT


Mavis so to say, was still a little mad at her friend. She silently walked down the street, weaving in and out of people. She stuffed her hands into her coat pocket trying to keep them warm in the cold November air. Turning a corner she immediately crashed into someone sending both of them into the street. She closed her eyes on impact.

After a second she peaked through her eye lashes. She was then greeted by angry chocolate-brown eyes staring down at her. "Watch were your going, Brat." He hissed. Opening her eyes fully, she looked closely at the boy who knocked her down. He had shaggy red hair, a shad or two lighter than Gaara's that reached his shoulders. He was pale but had a small tan mixed in. He was lean, like he was no stranger to the gym. His chocolate-brown eyes glared down at her as she got to her feet.

"Sorry, Sir." Mavis mumbled.

See goodie-two-shoes comes in at this exact moment

Even if crashing into her was his fault. Not hers.

The red-head practically drilled holes in her head. She gave him a shy smile, hoping maybe it will calm the boy down.

Sadly it didn't...

It enraged him even more.

Before the red-head could do something, his head whipped back to face the ally way. In the darkness Mavis could just make out outlines of figures, and hear their feet pounding against the concrete. The boy growled, they just wont GIVE UP!

The figures just kept getting closer to the opening to the ally way. 'Will the hunters really show themselves to a human?' the boy thought. Maybe he underestimated this group. Not taking a chance he took off, leaving behind a very confused Mavis. 'What was that about?'

Shrugging it off, Mavis started jogging home. her parents will kill her if she came home late. Rounding another corner, she could just make out her house. 'Please make it on time!' her jog them turned into a full-out sprint.

Coming up to the door, Mavis pulled it open and walked into the small home. 'SAFE!' her mind screamed as she sighed in joy. Her mother had no reason to yell at her today. "MAVIS SARAH KNIGHT YOU ARE LATE!" She heard her mother shriek. Mavis's eyes widened. She came home late! Glancing at he watch, she practically cried. She was five minutes passed curfew. It was 5:05... dang she was so close!

Mavis's mother stomped out of the kitchen practically fuming at her daughters tardiness. Sally Knight did not appreciate lateness of any sort. Every thing had to be perfect, no messes, for Mavis just to have her mother happy she had to get perfect grades. And so on. All in all, Sally Knight was a perfectionist. She also had the idea of a perfect family that Mavis ruins, or at least what her mother thinks. Mavis shrank at her mothers look, she was really going to get it this time.

Sally would never hit her daughter, she wasnt that low as to resort to violence. Now came her lecture. "MAVIS WHEN I SET A TIME I EXPECT YOU TO BE HOME AT THAT TIME. NOT 5 MINUTES LATE. YOU HAVE HOMEWORK AND CHORES AROUND THE HOUSE TO DO -" and that's how the lecture started. Mavis silently took it all, this was one of the reasons she was a shy push over. Her mother practically drove her self-confidence down to a negative 1000. .

Finlay when her mother was finnished with her rant, Mavis scurried off to start her homework and the house chores her mother had set. It wasnt long till she finished. Her teacher barely asigned homework today, and surprisingly her chores weren't as hard.

So around 7 Mavis made her way up the step and into the sanctuary of her room. Opening the door she entered the slightly messy room. Now like i said before, Sally doesn't like messes that much. But, she gave Mavis the freedom of her room to do what ever she wanted with it. Sally told Mavis that it was something for independence, she thinks. The only rule she has about her room is that when the family has company over, Mavis's room has to be spotless.

Sighing in happiness Mavis collasped on her bed. Everything was done. Her mother was happy. At the moment nothing could go wrong. Then the mysterious red-head popped into her head. That boy seemed... different. She didn't know what but it was there. Though, when she was around him she felt like the pray... and he was the predator.


Said mysterious red-head sighed in annoyance. Or well, by his real name Sasori sighed in annoyance. He finally got the hunters off his back, but what he was doing at the annoying girls house was a mystery to him.

Sasori did know this was the girls house. Her smell was all over it. It was a very unique smell. Like vanilla and raspberries, very sweet.

Silently he stalked up the lawn and peered into the home. A black-haired woman, hummed and while cleaning the kitchen. A brown-haired man silently flicked through television stations, trying to find the right one.

"Sally, I think you were a little to hard on Mavis. Again." The man spoke. Sasori leaned closer to the window, but not close enough to attract attention. The woman Sally sighed.

"I know I was hard on her, but I only want the best for her." Sally spoke to probably her husband. Sasori rolled his eyes and backed away from the window. The stupid girl probably got herself into some kind of trouble. Glancing up Sasori saw an upstairs light on. Jumping he lightly landed on the roof and crept to the window.

The smell of vanilla and raspberries were over whelming. He knew right away it was the girls room.

Peering in, there she laid. Passed out on her bed, and it was only 7:30. Sasori glance around the room. It was small, but big enough for one person. The room itself were plastered with the colors green,purple,and blue. Papers were strown across her desk and some on the floor.

Finding nothing of interest, Sasori backed up and leapt gracefully off the roof. Landing on he feet, the red-head stalked off, maybe to find some food.


Not to far away from the home two masked people watched as the great Sasori Akasuna leave the girl's home. One smirked at the display. The other frowned. "Well it seems we have another player in this game don't we Gaara." Gaara watched as the vampire disappear down the street. 'I hope not.' he prayed hoping that some sort of god heard him.


Me: There we go! another finished chapter!

Sasori: Finlay! it's over!

Me: Hush Sori.

Gaara: When am I going to make an appearance again?

Me: hmm. maybe next chapter.

Gaara: *Glares at me* Maybe next chapter.

Me: Gah! Review please! Before Gaara kills me!