A/N: this isn't technically 'story'…it's a profile of Sakura, vampire form. Sort of like a passport. Personal information, just in case you got confused in the last chapter. A little intro comes after, but not that much.

Full name: Sakura Mae Haruno

Birth date: 28 March 1849

Age: 160

Nationality: Japanese

Birth Mother: Haruka Haruno

Birth Father: Ken Haruno

Blood Type: Z negative

Clan: Haruno

Clan specialties: None

Extra Powers: Clairvoyance

White flashes on a green canvas. An unseen unpainted spot on a Picasso. It stalks noiselessly the innocence of the world. A lioness in the savanna, hunting the gazelle, sliding through the grass—a vampire, gliding through the trees.

Fangs curl into a smile. She smells blood. Emerald orbs glisten in the sun—with excitement. Her pupils enlarge with murderous intent. In a split second, she's airborne. Rosette waves whip in the air as she lands gracefully, soundlessly. Porcelain feet skim the forest floor, barely touching. Flying, you may call it.

Beautiful and dangerous, she lunges in a blur of white and pink. Grabbing her prey, she stretches long fingers across its nape, stroking it gently, assuring the furry creature that it would be quick and painless.

She lied.

Sinking her snow white face in the brown fur, she indulges in the thick red liquid squirting out from the corpse.

She is done. Her ritual is over. She stands up, not bothering the red stains on her lips. Her viridian eyes glow, softening slightly after her snack. Her features made her outstandingly attractive. Her lean frame covered by a tattered white evening gown, making her more desirable. Her back is exposed to the midnight chill, only to be shielded by a coat of striking waist length pink hair.

Stepping into the moonlight, her porcelain skin glistens, illuminated like diamonds. She jumps, landing on the mossy tree branch. Looking up and down, she finds the coast clear. Her silhouette leaps into the blue in a flurry of white. Landing soundlessly on the crisp leaves, she quickens her pace as she makes her way.

She stops, sensing a different presence. The cold aura it was giving off wasn't human. It was her own kind, but the feeling was unfamiliar. She felt light, but she could also feel the aggravated spirit of this form. Cautiously moving closer, she could sense the unknown vampire heading…straight…into…her…

The strange contact with another of her kind that wasn't her parents or any of her girlfriends. He was a complete stranger, but his eyes—the blank whiteness—was a familiar trait. He looked like a guy version of Hinata.

The chemistry…their white auras flamed and blazed as pearl met emerald.

And this is the instance where the Haruno and the Hyuuga fell in love.

A/N: I'M ALIVE!!

To those who are complaining on how i didn't update, it's because i was sick (see profile with full explanation). Anyways, hope you enjoyed! Everything else will be updated IN TIME.

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Bella