Chapter One: Meeting the Red-Haired Bad Boy of the Campus.
"Sakura, sweetie, why are you always waking up before us?" her mother trudges down from the stairs, wearing her light purple nightgown with a matching light purple robe over it and also having the same color as her slippers.
Following after her is her father, wearing a red striped pajamas and black slippers. The two of them watch as their daughter make a quick work in putting the plates, forks, spoons, and glasses on the table. When they woke up, they could already smell the raw meat of an animal and the delicious smell of the human's blood. Of course, mixed with their terrific breakfast was the horrifying scent of the human's food.
Her parents often wondered how their precious daughter could eat that disgusting human food. It was vile and disgusting. But then again, their child had always been different. When she was a child, instead of playing with other children, she stayed inside the house and read her father's books. Instead of focusing in enjoying her life and making friends in her age, she told her father to train her with a sword or any kind of weapon and she made friends with poisons and fighting rogue vampires in the Forest of Death.
"Ohayō, Okā-san, Otō-san," she greeted in polite tone, gesturing for the two of them to sit down on the chairs and help themselves with the food she made.
"Sweetie, you don't have to do this every single day. How many times do we have to tell you that?" her father questions her with stern expression.
"It's alright, Otō-san. I'm a big girl now and I should learn to be independent rather than being dependent to the two of you," she says, sincerely.
"But you never relied on us, Sakura. You're always doing everything to yourself even when you were young," Mebuki thought with sorrow in her eyes. She couldn't help but feel useless whenever her daughter did something that she hasn't even taught to her yet. Her daughter has always been mature.
"Let's eat then," her father said, feeling a little useless because he couldn't do anything for his independent child.
"I have already eaten, Otō-san. I must go or else I will be late to my first class."
"Oh," a frown makes way to his lips. "You may go to your school."
"I'll see you later, Okā-san, Otō-san," she kisses their cheek before leaving her home.
Sakura never once experienced having a permanent friend. Her first friend left her just to joined in with the popular ones, that was Yamanaka Ino. In all honesty, she has expected this situation beforehand, however, it didn't mean that she was completely okay with that situation. She was kinda sad that her first friend left her just to be popular and wanting to date the most popular guy in their batch, Uchiha Sasuke.
Unfortunately for Ino, Uzumaki Karin has gotten her hands on Uchiha Sasuke first. Currently, they have been dating for three months which was a surprising revelation because the young Uchiha has never lasted long in a relationship. It always ended in one month or two months but never past that time zone. Anyway, the rosette has learned to move on and forget ever having a friend in the first place.
Entering inside the school premises, she bows down to the guard, grabbing her I.D. card and flashing it on the I.D. detector before going to her locker. The lockers for the high school students were in the hallway so it was very convenient that she didn't have to go the locker room to take her things. Putting the passcode on her lock, she grabs her items inside then shutting it close.
There were only a few students roaming around the hallway. They must be from the Basketball Club. Only they would go to school early just to train and because of their terrifying captain and terror of a manager.
Sakura decided to go to the rooftop and so she went in that place. As she ascended, she could hear shuffling or more like a noise coming from the rooftop. There were voices.
One was pleading while the other one was saying nothing.
Usually she wouldn't bother herself with one of her kinds breaking the rule, however, today she seemed to be particularly curious and meddlesome. Peeking outside the rooftop, she could see a mop of red hair with his back in her view and he was dangling a human with his pale, right hand into the air.
She grabs her extra blood pack in case of emergency and creeps toward the red head with silent footsteps. During her procedure, both the vampire and the human didn't notice her coming in their way so that's why the red headed blood-sucker accidentally let his prey fall to the ground when a blood pack appeared in his sight.
The human immediately scrambles away from the red-head's view.
"What the hell did you just do?!" the red-head whirled around to see the culprit. His eyes widen a bit at seeing a pink-haired girl with a blank expression while still holding up the blood pack in his face. His confusion evaporated quickly when he remembered what she has done.
"You!" he snarls and anyone who sees his fangs will scram but she stays in her place, looking unfaze. He continues to scowl at her. "You just made my prey escaped!"
The rosette examines him from head down to his feet. He was wearing the standard uniform of the boys which consisted of a white polo-shirt, black slacks, and black shoes. Instead of wearing it neatly, his two buttons were undone, showing his milky white collarbone and a small glimpse of his abs, and matching to his hot-like appearance was his messy, fiery red hair, and black ringed eyes that pulled out his jade green eyes. The three piercings on his left ear and four piercings on his right ear made him even more handsome, like a bad boy of some sort.
"If you killed him, you'll get suspension from Tsunade-sama," was her simple reply.
The red haired hottie scoffed. "Do you honestly think I'm scared of that old hag? Ha, I broke the rules before so why should I listen to a nobody like you?" he said with a cruel smirk.
"You don't have to listen to me," she replies before putting the blood pack on the ground, then turning around and leaving him behind with a bewildered expression.
He shakes his head and catches up to her, grabbing her upper right arm and turning her around so she can face him or more like his chest because he's so tall.
"You can't just leave after letting my prey escaped," he hissed out, clenching his hand on her arm, and yet she didn't utter a single painful cry. He made a frustrated sound.
"You! You — Ugh! Why aren't you saying anything or doing anything?! Why are you completely still and quiet?!" he asks in anger.
"Should I say something?" she questions him, calmly.
His anger vanishes in an instant and he studies her face even going as far as leaning his face closer to hers so he can see something in her face. However, not an ounce of emotion could be seen. He sighs before letting her go, pushing her away a bit.
"Whatever," he mumbles then turns around, leaning down and grabbing the blood pack on the ground. "Next time, don't interfere with what I'm doing or else I will wring your neck."
She nods before leaving the rooftop, not noticing the intense stare of jade green eyes watching her back.