A/N: Wow, I am so sorry for the long hiatus! I guess I had this concept, but I had no idea where I wanted it to end. Well, now I know! So I should be getting chapters up more frequently now. I will probably be editing this chapter a little bit here and there, but for the sake of progress, here it is!

Okay, I lied, before we begin, I have a few notes about this chapter. It is in Sasuke's perspective (yay!), but in the third person. It starts in the cafeteria in his side of the lunchroom. Oh, and I do not own Naruto, Twilight, or any of the characters, plot, or themes therin. Enjoy!

Obsidian

Chapter 3

"Something wrong, Sasuke?" Naruto asked through a mouthful of apple. He swallowed the giant chunk painfully, and wrinkled his nose at the aftertaste. Apples tasted like dust when you hungered for fresh blood.

"That new girl over there with Ino, what's her name?" Sasuke asked absently, his eyes impassively tracing the cracks in the plaster on the cafeteria walls.

"Hyuuga Hinata, I believe her name is," Tenten said. "Funny, she feels strangely familiar, and that's not the first time it's happened here."

"It's probably nothing," Sasuke said flippantly, dismissing his friend without batting an eye.

"Are you sure, Sasuke?" Sakura piped in. "She's been looking over here, too."

"Do you even remember what it was like when the room was filled with people who had never seen us before?" Sasuke snapped testily, annoyed by her questioning.

The family of sorts fell silent for a moment, not knowing where to carry on from there.

"She's looking over here again," Tenten observed. Sasuke flicked his eyes over in the direction of the Hyuuga in question. She didn't notice him, but dropped her eyes to the ground and muttered something to the girl sitting beside her. A normal person wouldn't have been able to hear her from where he was sitting, but as a vampire, Sasuke was anything but normal.

"Who are they?"

The murmur of her voice was soft and gentle to him, like butterfly kisses against his skin. He closed his eyes, inwardly begging for her to speak again, but quickly catching himself and questioning his intentions. He heard her voice again, but it was forced to a much higher pitch in urgency.

"Sasuke, I can only hold them off for so long. You've got to run!"

The Uchiha bolted upright in his chair. His eyes flashed to Hinata, wondering if he had only imagined what she had said. Everything seemed normal—she was just quietly talking to Ino as though nothing had happened. Her eyes wandered over to his table again, and this time met Sasuke's, but quickly fell to the floor again.

"Please, Sasuke!"

"What?!" Sasuke snapped. His outburst had only been loud enough to alert the people sitting at the table with him, but he realized at their puzzled looks that he had made a mistake. Gaara gave Sasuke a calculating look, and broke eye contact to speak.

"You should talk to Kakashi about this," he said in a low voice.

"Yeah," Sasuke grunted evasively. He refused to acknowledge his concerned friends, and instead entertained himself with the opposite wall again. "I think I'm going to class now."


I wonder why I heard that voice at lunch. It felt distant, almost like a memory, Sasuke mused as he waited for the rest of the students to file in from his seat in the back. He was the only person in the class without a partner, but he never needed—nor desired—such superfluities.

By the time Sasuke had cleared his mind, nearly everyone had arrived in the classroom. There was no sign of the sensei just yet, so Sasuke let out a content breath of air and reclined back in his chair. Just as the Uchiha had found a comfortable position, Ibiki-sensei entered the room, brandishing the kunai he had been polishing as an incentive for Sasuke to sit properly. The Uchiha grudgingly let the front two legs of his stool rest on the ground, and straightened his posture as he took out his supplies, ready to take notes on the lecture of the day.

Ibiki, however, showed no sign of starting the class. He just meandered around the front of the room, until a girl ran up to him, her skin flushed red with embarrassment and murmuring a thousand apologies for her tardiness.

Hyuuga.

Her ivory-lavender eyes widened in fear as she realized the only empty seat left was next to Sasuke. She hurried sheepishly and took her place, her cheeks painted a rosy pink. Sasuke sighed and moved over for her reluctantly, but froze as a scent teased his nose.

He breathed in deeply, allowing the power of the scent of Hinata's blood to consume every facet of his being. How intoxicating, how sweet, and yet what a scourge it was to have discovered such a sensation! It was a magic thing, that something so simple as the scent of one's blood could tense every muscle, heighten every sense, and pleasure yet abhor him all at once. True, some people tasted better than others, and humans definitely tasted better than animals. But how could a flavor with such raw power exist? Surely this girl was the only one with such a curse. Surely, as she was new, there were very few people who would miss her. Just once.

Just once.

No! How could you even consider of going against the life that Kakashi worked so hard to find for us? Sasuke chastised himself fiercely. He gripped the corner of the desk tightly, snapping off the very edge and crumbling it into dust, much to quickly and powerfully to be heard by human ears.

Sasuke opened his eyes—which he had only just realized had been closed for a while—and glanced at the clock. Only five minutes had passed. It was going to be a long period.


Sasuke Uchiha massaged his temples with slender, marble fingers. It was easy to gather his senses when he was alone in the forest, away from that girl and the intoxicating smell of the searing hot blood pumping beneath the supple skin of her throat

Hyuuga Hinata. Why did that name seem so familiar to him? When not under her blood's accursed spell, he could describe the feeling as a sweet lingering taste on his tongue that he had forgotten long ago.

"Ugh," Sasuke sighed to himself. Too many of his analogies had become related to 'food' since he became a vampire.

He felt a little guilty for making his siblings take his car home, but none of them ever questioned him when he wanted to be alone. Sasuke had skipped his last class after slipping Tenten the keys to his car in passing, and was enjoying the reprieve from the Hyuuga in the light winter mist.

In the few months he'd lived in Forks, Sasuke and his siblings had experienced this same connected feeling to many of the people they had met. When they had first seen Temari and Kankuro, Gaara would have destroyed Washington state if Tenten hadn't predicted what he would do and calmed him down. He had learned to control himself, and after speaking to Kakashi about it, they learned that many of the people living in Forks were somehow connected to their past lives.

"Emotions we felt, people we were connected to… all of those things were magnified when we were changed. I've learned this much myself," Kakashi had said.

'It's time for a trip to Konoha,' Sasuke thought to himself as he veered east and raced for home.