(A/N: Hi guys! Here's chapter 8 of A Vampire's Kiss! Enjoy!)
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or it's characters, ok? Get it, got it? Good =) On with the story!
Hinata plopped down on her bed, the day's events still whirring around in her head. She had read about vampires before, in fictional books of course, and had even heard about sightings in other parts of the world. She'd have never taken it into consideration until now.
Sasuke didn't seem like he could be a vampire. Sure, he did look a little pale, as if he never went outside-- but he did get out, quite a lot actually. And Hinata couldn't criticize his complexion since she had skin just about as pale.
With this thought, Hinata rolled over in bed, reached into her nightstand drawer, and took out an old photo. She held it over her face, gazing up at her childhood.
In the picture, the 8-year-old versions of Sasuke and herself where on the beach. Sasuke was buried under what looked like a ton of sand, with Hinata still pouring more on him. All that could be seen of him was his head. Despite his predicament, he was grinning widely when the picture was taken.
Hinata remembered that day so well…
"Hey, how many buckets have I poured on you already?" Hinata asked Sasuke, still being buried in the mound of sand.
He scrunched up his face in concentration. "I dunno," he replied, "I lost count. Maybe a million?"
Hinata grinned. "Alright," she said, somewhat satisfied, "let's make it two million!" She emptied another bucket of sand onto him for emphasis.
"Hey!" Sasuke frowned, "It's your turned to be buried now! I've been here forever!"
Pretending not to hear him whine, Hinata continued to empty more buckets of sand over him, counting as she went. "A million and two, a million and three, a million and four…"
Suddenly, Sasuke smiled. "Ok, you asked for it!" He rose up slowly, like a mummy arising from it's casket. He turned toward Hinata. "Yooooooouuurrrrr tuuuuuurrrrrrnnnn," he moaned, zombie-like.
Hinata shrieked with glee, playfully threw the bucket at him, and ran. Sasuke dodged it and ran after her.
They ran along the small length of the beach, the gritty, sparkling sand welcoming their every pounding step. Hinata ducked under a picnic table and sprinted past the lifeguard tower. Sasuke went around the table, leaped over a drink cooler, and followed suit in sprinting past the tower.
Hinata was small and nimble, but Sasuke was faster. He quickly gained ground on her. Hinata, realizing the end of the chase was near, came to a stop and turned around, arms spread as though she were a human road block. Sasuke, not able to stop fast enough, ran into her, making them both fall to the ground.
Acting fast, he began to tickle her. She laughed. "Gotchya," Sasuke said, laughing along with her.
"No, noo," she breathed, "no, stop! Ok, ok, you got me!"
"Kids!" Sasuke's mother called to them, "Lunch time!"
After helping Hinata up and letting her catch her breath, Sasuke lead the run back to their spot on the beach.
His mother laid out the picnic blanket for them to sit on and then handed them their hotdogs. "Here you go," she said, handing one to Hinata. "And here you go," she handed one to Sasuke.
As she ate, Hinata tilted her head back and closed her eyes, taking in the scents around her. The warm smell of fresh water, a faints smell of something on a grill…
"Hinata."
She opened her eyes to gaze at Sasuke. "Hm?" She asked.
"Do you remember when you first moved here?" He asked, his gaze focused on the water.
"How could I forget?" Hinata said, thinking back to when she was even younger. "You were the first one I really ever met here that was my age. All the other kids were afraid that Daddy would punish them if they had anything to do with me." She frowned.
"Yep, but you being shy didn't help." Sasuke smiled.
"I guess… Sasuke?"
"Huh?"
"When we get older- like really old- do you think we'll still be friends?"
Sasuke chewed his hotdog in thought. He swallowed, turned to her, and said "Yeah. I'm sure of it." He held out his pinky finger. "Pinky swear?"
Hinata hooked hers with his. "Pink swear." And they shook on it.
Since then, the pinky swear seemed to have lost its meaning. Hinata and Sasuke split up into different crowds- Sasuke with the relatively popular people and fangirls who chased after him, and Hinata with the friends that Sasuke had originally introduced her to.
It had seemed that way… at least until this night.
A/N: Ah, that's all for this chapter, my dear friends. Sorry that I haven't posted in forever, what with the computer having to get fixed (twice) due to viruses (which deleted this chapter… I was sooo mad), high school drama crap and homework, and spending time with my loved ones, I haven't had much time to type up any new chapters or stories. But summer's coming! So hang tight, I'll put up some new stuff asap! =)
