"See you later Sasukee!" I blew him a kiss. He shot me a glance and winked. I dropped him off after school. Everything that happened the day before seemed like a dream. He was a little sheepish at first but as soon as we got to school he put his bad boy facade on. He was quite caring today though. He stayed quite close to me and kept asking If I was okay, it was nice. I was brought out of my dreaming by Sasuke's annoyed growl, I looked but realised it came from inside his house...

"Sasuke dear, was that your girlfriend! I met her yesterday she's a lovely young lady, Do I hear wedding bells ringing?!" His mother gushed and I couldn't hold back my laughter. I drove home, 'But what if...' No, I can't think like that, if anything I should imagine it with someone else, the one I haven't seen in a year. I reached my house, parked my car and walked through the big, old, wooden doors. It wasn't a home really, I never looked forward to coming here. It was too awkward, too much tension.

"I'm home" I groaned.

"At least try to sound happy sis" Kiba chirped. "Oh dad wants us to go to his study now, he needs to discuss something" a look of shock crossed my face before It turned sour.

"He acknowledges his children now does he? Wants us to clear the shit he's made... It better be quick" I went to my fathers study with Kiba in tow. I pushed the door open not bothering to knock, fuck his privacy he never knows of our existence until he's in the shit.

"What you want old man? I don't have time to waste with you." I spat my words, hating to be in his presence, he oozed filth and I hated said bastard standing in front of me.

"Well seeing as your happy I'll keep this short. This 'Sasuke' your guarding is attracting attention and too much of it, many vampires are appearing in the district, you need to find a tactic to lure them away"

"It's probably that bitch Karin... Fine, nothing I can't handle, anything else?"

"No that's all, you may go" I turned to get out of his space, no longer wanting to be in his view. I neared the door when I felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned to see him,

"I need a word with you" he looked at Kiba then back to me "Alone". I shoved his hand away and stood infront of him, waiting for Kiba to leave, he shut the door.

"Listen, about Kiba he's becoming more... Aggressive. I think we should talk about how to handle him" his words came out of nowhere. How dare he say that! About his own child! The nerve...

"Handle him? Gosh at least make it sound like you care a little." I laughed "he doesn't blame you, you know, I hate him for it but he doesn't blame you. At all"

"Sakura it wasn't my fault, they were too strong for you to handle."

I scoffed "Thats it! That your excuse, does It make you feel better? If you blame us for what happened instead of yourself, can you sleep at night... I know damn well I can't or Kiba for that matter! You have no idea what we went through, all because of your own fucking neglect. Hearing your child's screams and not doing anything about it... Leaving them for dead" my voice went raspy but then I laughed " you don't even realise do you. Your 'perfect family' is falling apart..." I went quiet but when he went to speak a sudden surge of anger pumped through my veins.

"He's fighting himself everyday! He's gonna turn soon, you and I both know and when he does what then? Will you 'dispose' of him, act like you never ruined your sons life. Act like you never had a son!"

"Sakura I did nothing wrong, what happened has, so now we need to deal with it"

"STILL IN DENIAL" I was loosing myself again. "you knew that I was helpless, screaming for you to come and save us but you did nothing... You stood right there, listened to my screams and did nothing. You killed your own son, you ruined him! Just like you do to everyone else! YOU BASTARD!" I ran to my room to get away from him. How can he say that? Act like he's innocent, that we could just forget.

I flopped on my bed, tears staining the pillow. My anger was obvious by all the walls covered in numerous holes. All the furniture I had passed broke, my path of destruction.

We were born twins, both pink haired bundles of joy. We looked exactly alike, acted the same, even sounded the same. He did differ a little though. He was more emotional, one of his downfalls.

"Sakuraa!" The little pink haired boy wailed.

"Stop it Kiba it di'nt weven hit you, it only wounced off your leg" I think I threw the ball pretty hard honestly.

He was only born 3 minutes before me but he still counts that as being my big brother. He was always looking after me and we had a strong bond between us, we could sense each other and feel if either of us were in trouble.

"Sakuraaa!"

"Ahah Kiba I only fell off my chair, calm down"

"Your okay though?"

"Yes bloody hell!"

He was greatly stronger than me, our father said he'd never seen such strength in a vampire, although my agility did match up to it. We were put on many missions since we were 12, well since we looked 12. But that one mission would be one we both would remember. The day our bond broke.

*Sakura's Dream*

Screams filled the hospital. Cries of men, women and children, they've all lost someone dear to them. Blurs of people rushing around the room in panic, sticking needles into his arms. The beeping of the monitor... I watched it, the rhythm slowing, the song ending... Until it stopped.

"Sakura I'm sorry but Kiba he- he's not..." The pained look on there faces told me all I needed to know.

"H- he's... Dead?" I choked out, my voice barley a whisper. My whole body felt weak, numb. I couldn't hear or see anything after that, my whole world had been ripped apart. My brother, the one person I loved so much had died and left me all alone.

"No. Kiba please. Kiba..." Everything went quiet, my mind was blank. I didn't know where I was but I was surrounded by darkness. In the middle of no where. My body wouldn't move but I was awake.

"Sakura!" I heard my door slam against the wall...Kiba?

"Sakura... I'm here don't worry, I'll always be here" I felt a warm hand stroke my head so comforting, I felt another take my hand and gently squeeze. I tried to squeeze back to see if this was real but my body wouldn't respond and I fell back into the darkness.

I groaned opening my eyes, sunlight peaking through the curtains. I groaned again, what happened yesterday was nothing I wanted to think about today. Pushing all thoughts out of my head I got up and went to get ready. It was the weekend 'thankgod' so I threw on some sweats and a plain top, tied my hair up and went downstairs to get breakfast.

I went to the fridge and grabbed a bag and emptied the blood into a cup. I tasted it and it didn't seem appealing so I got another type and tried that one. Settling on the mediocre taste I sat down and turned the tv on. Kiba walked past but stopped looking a little taken aback.

"What are you doing?"

"Drinking O- what about you?"

"No I mean why aren't you getting ready?"

"Why would I?"

"You haven't heard? No ones told you? I swear we need to fire that good for nothing messen-"

"Tell me what Kiba? What's so important" I sighed.

"It's him" he gritted his teeth, grinding them. "He's coming to visit his darling soon-to-be wife"

"Fuck"

I was rushing around in a panic. I put som music on to calm me but it didn't help. He never contacted me to say he was visiting, ugh fuck I'm not gonna be ready in time. I threw myself into the shower, scrubbing everywhere, rushing like hell. My hair took too long! 'Ugh why is it so long' I got out the shower and ran to my wardrobe, I couldn't find an outfit... 'Ugh fuck, fuck. What am I gonna wearr!?'

Something caught my eye, there hung up on my mirror was a deep red evening dress. A note was attached to it which said,

'I'm keeping my promise, wear this tonight we're going out to celebrate our engagement'

I smiled, he remembered. I took it off the hanger and slipped it on, it clung in all the right places accentuating my body well. I even shocked myself when I looked in the mirror. The long blood coloured dress flowing perfectly, the long slit up one side showing off the creamy smooth skin of my leg, the top with thin spaghetti straps, pushing my breasts making them look even fuller. He's gonna wish he never left.

The music was loud and my favourite song came on. I couldn't resist dancing to the rhythm, I swayed my hips getting lost in the lyrics. I squealed when I felt a pair of strong arms slither round my waist. I felt deep breathing on my neck and a deep sexy voice whisper in my ear...

"I've only just walked through the door and you're already turning me on. You keep getting sexier don't you? I think that dress needs to be worn more often." He started kissing my neck, biting, teasing.

"I- Itachi" I breathed.

sorry it's a short chapter but I've been super busy! I wanted to upload something so here it is at least:) next one will be longer, promise!