The flashback ended in the last chapter, Right now they are driving away still :)

This is in the POV of Sakura now :)

Disclaimer: I do not Own Naruto.

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Chapter 9

~ What is wrong? ~

Kiba was driving like a maniac, swaying in and out of cars in front of us, making his way towards Naruto's apartment building. Cars honked at us, and were forced to either slowed down or speed up to aloud us better assets around them.

I was still restless and in my vampire form still in the back seat of the car. I've calmed down enough so I wasn't shaking the car any more, nor destroying the seats in the back. My eyebrow was twitching madly in annoyance of not getting a chance to rip that traitor up into pieces, and my fingers were hitting the window in a steady motion. I wasn't tapping it hard enough to break, nor soft enough so that it was not able to be heard.

I saw Naruto looking back at me a few times in the mirror. He wasn't injured at all, thank god. But why did he have to fight him? I wanted to so bad, why he had to.

I wasn't going to calm down any time soon, and everyone knew that. A few minutes later the smell of blood filled the car, and I turned my head away from the window and saw Naruto's finger bleeding. When I opened by mouth to talk, he put a drop of blood on my tongue before I could, and I started to cough. Demon blood was not poisonous towards vampires, through it tasted terrible, and he knew that.

I coughed for a few minutes until I finally calmed down and I changed back and took off my wig, to let my long rosette hair flow out and down my back. I shook my head a few times to fix it, and placed the wig beside me.

"That was completely uncalled for Naruto!" I yelled at the back of his head, as his shoulders moved in a sign showing he was laughing at me, and indeed he was.

"You got to calm down, and that was the only way I knew how to." He replied calmly, while staring out the window.

I just crossed by arms and pouted. It got me thinking, was I that out of control? I know for a fact I was stronger than all of them, even Naruto himself. I held my knees and lay down on the seats, and noticed the claw marks I left on them. It got me thinking, was I that strong? Was I that scary? What would have happened if they didn't lock me up? Would I have killed them, like I had to my…never mind, that is one memory I don't want to remember. It was something I have to live with. It was something I could never forgive myself for. Something I had to live through for the rest of my life, eternity as a vampire.

I shook my head for a few minutes, refusing to let myself remember that night. I didn't want to remember something that bad. Not now. I sat up again and stared out the window. I looked up at the stars that appeared to be little white blurs in the sky, at how fast Kiba was driving.

We reached Naruto's place a few minutes later, and we all piled out of the car, and went up to his apartment. We all had keys; we all had keys to each others apartment, for safety and other reasons between us vampires.

As soon as I stepped out of the car, the smell of blood was high, not a large amount of it, but it was still high. I took a quick glance at Kiba, and noticed he looked disgusted slightly. He was not a fan of sucking other people's blood, so usually I, Neji or Gaara had to get him his blood.

I then remember that Shikamaru got shot in the arm, which would explain the blood smell. We walked up the steps towards his door, and saw Neji and Gaara outside with their eyes closed with their heads looking towards the ground and the door slightly open. When we reached near them, Kiba took a place beside them, along with Naruto.

Even though Naruto is a demon, he finds the smell of blood repulsive, like Kiba does. He doesn't drink it at all; he just loves meat instead, like a typical demon would.

I stopped in front of them and saw them all looking serious, even though their eyes were closed. They looked like brothers. I have no idea if they were being serious or not, but I started cracking up at their expressions, and I ended up laughing at them, a lot. I saw them open their eyes and look at me like I was a mad woman and I only laughed harder, for a minute. They weren't laughing, and their faces became more serious. I slowly stopped laughing, and realized I was in deep trouble.

I sighed and walked pass them into the house, and found Shikamaru sitting on the couch, with Ino beside him applying pressure to the bullet wound on his shoulder. Shikamaru looked bored, and sleepy like usual, though Ino looked like she was going to burst into tears any minute.

I sighed once more and walked over to them, unfazed by the smell of the blood. I quietly removed Ino hand from him and kneeled in front of him with my head in the place of the cloth, looking at how deep the bullet went in. I knew the longer I waited, the more of a chance he would have metal poisoning or internal bleeding. As I was doing that, my fingernails were growing and changed into claws silently. I needed to pull the bullet out of his arm some how, and I didn't want to waste my time either.

I didn't give a warning or anything, just because there was no need to. I just quietly slid my claws into his arm in the place of the bullet wound and took it out in a minute. I say him wince slightly but other than that he was fine. I pulled out the bullet, and wrapped his arm in bandages that I suspected Ino went to get when I was looking at the wound.

I finished a few minutes later and opened a few windows for the scent of blood to go, so the 'men" outside can come in. As I waited, I went into his kitchen, if you would call it one. There were glasses and bowls and plates everywhere, in the sink, on the cupboard, even on the fridge. I sighed and started doing the dishes and cleaning. I knew Shikamaru and Ino were in the living room, either making out or sleeping, so I occupied my time with cleaning. What fun, NOT.

While I was cleaning, I was listening on the boys talking outside. They probably think my mind was too messed up with the scent of blood in the house, but it doesn't matter because even though I am a vampire, I'm not affected by the scent of blood at all. So while I cleaned, I listened to them silently.


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