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Summary: Sakura always had a busy life and found that she never really believed in the tales she heard as a young child. Now that she has a book of them she will find how real they can be. How possessive the characters are and how scary the stories could be. Sakura begins to live through the tales and the thin line between reality and fantasy has been shifted. Sakura begins too fear it may just fade away, leaving her with some real admirers. SakuxMulti AU


Grimm Days for Fairy tales

Chapter 2: The Lovely Red Hood


Last Chapter:

Sakura hoped that every day would be as peaceful as it was today. It had been so well-earned and Sakura began to like this "mandatory leave of absence" vacation. She might even enjoy it to it's fullest.

Sakura looked out the window into the stillness of the bitter cold night .Snow had not fallen yet, as it was still late fall. The streets were being blown by a gentle but cold breeze and Sakura slowly began to turn to her bedside. She got into her warm bed and slept peacefully. She would have to bundle up tomorrow for her visit to grandma's.

As she slept, unknown to her knowledge, the book of fairy tales began to glow in a eerie shade of red. Tomorrow would be eventful indeed.


Sakura was always considered a skeptic.

Or at least, that's what everybody said about me.

Sakura never really considered myself as, skeptical, more like a...

critical thinker.


Sakura awoke with a gentle yawn and refreshing stretch of the arms.

Her eyes held a hazy emotion as she hopped out of bed to get ready for the new day. Sakura had a feeling it would be long and she shivered under the cold draft of the room. Although strangely, when Sakura opened a window to check the temperature, it was 70 degrees.

Sakura raised an eyebrow at the thermometer, and she shrugged it off.

Maybe she left the air conditioner on by accident.

She turned around to see the book on her nightstand but something was different.

The book was open to the story of Little Red Riding Hood.

Sakura looked at the book in shock but before she could inspect the peculiar situation further, she figured the wind had blown it.

It took Sakura a couple of minutes of staring and reassuring herself that it was just the wind.

After all, that was the most logical answer.


"Are you okay miss?"

Sakura shivered against the bitter wind, the temperature must have dropped because she was freezing

Sakura stared up at the figure, who gave her a wolfish grin and nod of the head.

She could no doubt say he was quite handsome.

He was lean and tall, at a good stature that pushed Sakura down to his chest. He wore a thick coat, that was long and was brought a couple of inches past his waist. In his hand she spotted a leash.

Her eyes followed the red line, it connected to a small and cute puppy. she widened her eyes looking at the small thing. The dog barked at her, looking at her with dark eyes that resembled that of it's owner.

With that thought, Sakura looked back up at the stranger who gave her another wide smile.

It was the type of smile Sakura could never trust, in fact, it made so Sakura paranoid that he knew something she didn't. The thought scared her and she gave him a half-smile back in doubt.

She after all was being a bit crazy.

He was a simple stranger who saw she was cold.

She looked at the man with a smile and declined his help, he surely seemed nice enough. But for some reason that Sakura could not quite understand, he gave off a vibe, a presence of mystery and...

danger


Sakura felt quite uneasy with this man at her side, for he had decided to have a nice, friendly chat with her, much to her displeasure. She tugged at her red hoodie and looked back at the stranger.

Even though she did have some attraction to him, she swears its only physical attraction, he was still a stranger. But he looked nice enough, so why not talk to him?

"So are you heading somewhere?" He asked, smiling at her warmly, before pulling out his phone to check the time.

She answered him in a excited one, talking about her beloved grandmother who she was on her way to visit. She looked at him in amazement as he described a great description of his life, a guy working to get a job at a vet.

"You know, at a clinic where I work at, even though it is for people they are looking for a vet to spread out the program actually."

"Really?"

"Oh Yeah they-wait a minute" Sakura looked up at the street sign,

she was on the wrong street.

"Um, is everything okay?"

"Oh yeah, I just have to go this way-bye." Sakura sputtered out before running back at the right street, well she felt like an idiot.

Kiba was left standing in the cold, before running to a unknown placer.


Sakura sighed in content, she had finally found the right street. She took her left hand to rub her face as the cold numbed her face.

Her eyes widened.

The gift basket she had made was gone.

Kiba jacked her cookies!

Sakura made a mad dash to her apartment.


You-you-you STALKER" She yelled out in a fit of rage and pointed a heavily accusing finger. Who was this guy? Why did he follow her to grandma's? And more importantly,

why was he eating her cookies?

Sakura felt like she would slam him on a rocket, tie him up, and send him to some unknown planet where he could stalk the people there.

She was also pretty sure the anger was affecting her brain.

Around the same time, the man with a dog who was wiping the crumbs off him looked toward her in shock.

"I am not a stalker." The man said, offended by Sakura's words. He wasn't a stalker, he just followed her here, ran fast and got to the house first, and managed to get the grandma out of the house in time for her swim aerobics. He was so not a stalker, more like a tracker. I mean, he has to do something with his time, doesn't he?


He just hung there, completely smug and smirking at her darkly, relaxed on her couch with a soda on the table in front of him.

She gasped before backing away back in caution knowing that she had made a conclusion, this complete stranger broke into her house.

Kiba got up from Sakura's couch, slowly strutting towards Sakura, who felt as though her legs were of lead and weighing her completely down. His deep brown eyes locked onto her green ones, with a burning passion that smothered Sakura's bravery. She could not move from her place

"On second thought maybe I am a stalker."

Trapping her under his arm he slowly bent down.


Yeah, this chapter got crappy towards the end, sorry.