4. Conversation
Hinata wept as she bandaged Neji's wounds. Vampyre's usually had an incredible rate of recovery. However Neji's wounds were caused by a vampyre hunter, and a vampyre hunter's weapon.
"Are you hurt?" Neji asked.
Hinata shook her head, crystal tears fell onto Neji's pale skin. His face was drained of all colour.
"I'm sorry," whispered Hinata.
Neji closed his eyes and sighed. "It was a bad night. Fox, wolf, and a vampyre hunter," he muttered, eyes dark with revenge.
Neji opened his eyes and looked at his bedroom door. It slid open and Hinata's father Hiashi, and younger sister Hanabi entered the room.
"Fox, wolf, and vampyre hunter?" repeated Hiashi.
"Otosama!" Hinata bowed in respect, and furiously wiped her tears. Hiashi ignored her.
"Yes, Ojisama." Neji bowed his head.
"What is this world coming to? Moonlight is our territory. Now it is being filled with filthy canines and detestible hunters." Hiashi paced the room.
Hanabi sat down next to Neji and smirked.
"I thought you were indestructible," she giggled, poking his arm gently.
Neji's lips twitched, then hardened.
"Ojisama, I believe we may have a problem on our hands. The hunter that attacked us, was no ordinary hunter. He bore the Sharingan."
Hiashi froze, then slowly turned and looked at the Neji. Something unspoken passed between them.
"Leave Neji and I alone," Hiashi spoke firmly, indicating that he did not want to be spied on.
Hinata and Hanabi left the room.
"How was your night?" asked Hinata, once they had entered the corridor to their rooms.
"It was awesome. Otosama was really happy I managed to complete his mission. My training is going well too. I should be allowed out to test my skills by the next new moon." Gushed Hanabi.
Hinata nodded, happy for her sister's success, but crushed at her failure and for causing Neji to be wounded.
"You hungry?" asked Hanabi, "I doubt you were able to get a bite."
"I'm not hungry," replied Hinata. Her stomach was full of churning emotions, that made her feel sick.
"You sure? I have some blood bags stashed in my room." Hanabi winked.
Hinata gave a small laugh, and followed Hanabi into her room.
Hinata drank slowly, allowing the red liquid to quench the ache in her jaws, and soothe her anxiety.
"You know, you're going to have to hunt a human one day. You can't live off blood bags," commented Hanabi.
Hinata nodded, "tonight was suppose to be my hunt."
Hanabi's eyebrows knitted together. "That sucks. Althought it's kind of exciting. I mean, you got to meet all of our enemies in one place at the same time."
"Maybe it's a sign?" Hinata murmured.
"What sign?"
"That I shouldn't hunt. Shouldn't take the life…"
"Stop," Hanabi held her hand out in a stop sign.
"Don't say another word. You know the rules. You know what we are, and you know better than anyone, our education. Life exists to sustain us."
Hinata nodded slowly, but deep down she knew and felt that it was wrong to take life. But Hanabi was right. She couldn't exist on blood bags forever.