Chapter 2

January 1, 1900

She was stunning, vibrant eyes, patrician features, and luminescent skin. She gave him a small smile that was almost predatory. Sasuke couldn't help but walk towards her, like an unseen force was pulling him towards the two.

"And who are you?" she asked him in a bell like voice

"Sasuke Uchiha."

"A noble's son, how fitting," in a light mocking tone, but made no effort to introduce herself or the man beside her.

She made him slightly uneasy, yet he couldn't help but be slightly enamored. She was ethereal and mentally competent unlike other women he had encountered before.

"Milady, may I have your name?"

Sasuke felt her hesitation before she replied simply, "Sakura."

"Sakura-hime aren't you going to introduce me too?" lightheartedly inquired the man beside her. "My name's Naruto, by the way. It's a pleasure to meet you Uchiha-san."

"Dance with me," she stated abruptly. It was more a command than a request, but Sasuke would've agreed regardless.

"Of course, milady."

"Sakura-hime!" the blonde was really quite loud, "Remember what we agreed upon earlier," he said in a light tone that didn't quite match the commanding expression in his eyes. "I'll meet you at the hotel."

The feeling of unease settled in Sasuke one again. For some reason, he felt that Naruto meant something more complicated then simply where they were regrouping later.


107 years ago… July 23,1901

"Get up."

Sasuke wasn't going to move or rather he couldn't. His broken body didn't want to respond to any more of their commands. This had to be some kind of cruel nightmare and escaping only meant waking up.

"Get UP!"

The man ruthlessly lashed with his power at his side. Sasuke had endured more than 6 months in this cell with vampires using him daily as a whipping boy. His infamous Uchiha pride and honor had become distant memories. They were breaking him physically, but mentally, he still had some sense of self left. He even remembered his 21st birthday was today.

"What's your name, child?" the man growled at him.

"Sasuke"

SLAM

"I'm going to ask you again, what's your name child?"

"Like I said, Sasuke Uchiha," he muttered.

SLAM

The metallic taste of blood had become a familiar one.


Present Day

"Kakashi set me up didn't he?" he asked, pushing back the knowledge that she had just broke through all his mental barriers and read his mind easily.

"Well if that's how you found me, then most likely, yes."

"I hate you. I would never have found you as an act of my own volition. I would've been perfectly content if I never saw you again for the rest of my damned eternity. I would kill you if I had the power."

"You tried once."

"It's a pity I failed then."

"Are you going to spend the rest of eternity indulging in your pathetic self pity?

"Fuck you. You have no idea how much I hate what I am."

"Would you rather I have left you in that human slave ring? Let you die there? Circumstances forced me to change you. I left to let you live a human life, but fate forced you back to me. I lo-… nevermind. Sasuke, I hope we never meet again either."

As she disappeared, Sasuke couldn't help but feel a sense of regret for things that never were and never will be.


Author's Note: I'm having trouble with the present day story line. Any suggestions?

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