DISCLAIMER: I own NONE of the original characters of the Manga/Anime series Naruto – they belong to Masashi Kishimoto. I only hold ownership of this plot and characters unfamiliar to the original Naruto series.
Summary: Long ago, humans had to be cautious of their own being, but now, not only would they have to beware of their own, but the other forms lurking in the dark and even walking amongst us. Fighting against these supernatural beings are the members of the Dark Coven. What will happen when Sakura Haruno, one who greatly despises the supernatural, encounters Sasuke Uchiha, one of the Blood Demons? Pairings: Sasuke/Sakura with an equal amount of Neji/Tenten. Other pairings are included. Enjoy!
WARNING: Vampire Fiction! Please discontinue reading if mild violence, sexual content and aggressive language seem inappropriate to you or is not to your liking!
NOTE: 'Inner Sakura'
'Thoughts' Flashbacks
Narrator's POV
~ The Dark Coven ~
Chapter Six: An Underworld
Sakura knew Sasuke would do no such thing as taking the initiative of helping her get familiar to her new surroundings, so she helped herself by pacing around slowly enough to locate where certain objects were so that later she would not have the fear of bumping into anything like a clumsy child. It appeared that they were in a small house. The atmosphere was not claustrophobic but merely filled with a calmness that provided a much wanted comfort. The quietness was beneficial to her in that she was not required to strain her senses in order to move around independently.
Sakura moved toward the direction where she felt the absence of obstructions, thinking it to be a doorway.
It seemed to Sakura that she entered a room as she got the feeling of the confinement the walls of the small room provided. She was able to judge her distances from furniture and the walls since most objects emitted a heat radiation. If rather close to an object, the radiation will be great as opposed to if she was more distanced.
She felt a strong radiation of heat at her legs and bent over a little so that her hand brushed over the soft surface of the furniture and smiled on realizing that she had discovered the bedroom.
"It's the only furnished bedroom in the entire house," she heard Sasuke say from behind.
"We're sharing a room?" Sakura asked, ready to protest against the implication.
"No. This is your room," he replied bluntly.
"So where are you staying if this is the only furnished room?" Sakura asked. Honestly, she did not mean to pry, however the words seemed to have slipped past her lips before she could stop herself.
"Hn…you despise and execute my race without knowing anything about us at all," Sasuke answered and Sakura could tell that his back was facing her from the way his voice sounded slightly muffled. "Vampires rarely sleep at all."
"For a moment there I'd say you disapproved of slaying your kind," Sakura shot, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Then forgive me if it sounded that way. However to think that you'd believe that I would not see the justice in exterminating the fools who murdered my clan, makes me question your intelligence," Sasuke responded coldly, "Be prepared investigate the town tonight."
And he left, shutting the door on his way out.
Sakura felt a heat build up within her stomach and then in a swift wave, it travelled to her head and branch out to different parts of her body, especially her fists. She clenched them tightly and shut her eyes in attempted to make her anger ebb away.
'Keep your cool, Sakura…for the sake of the organization,' she thought to herself.
Sakura thumped her knees against the edge of the bed to ensure that it was safe to slump down onto the mattress's soft surface carelessly.
'It's going to be a long week,' she said inwardly, leaning back onto the pillows. Her anger had subsided enough for her to bring herself to understand that it was pointless to argue with Sasuke Uchiha.
"…you despise and execute my race without knowing anything about us at all..." His words echoed in her memory.
She knew what she was required to know about her enemies – the various ways to slay them – and had no interest in learning anything more. Or at least, she tried to convince herself that she did not want to.
'Tch…this mission is already driving me insane…'
'Thinking about the lifestyle of vampires is not a sign of insanity,' a voice said and instantly, Sakura's body shot up from her lying position on the bed.
"Who's there?" she asked with much firmness.
'You don't need to be alarmed…and there's no need for you to speak to me out loud. Just say what you have to say in your mind,' the woman responded. Strangely to Sakura, the person spoke in a voice that sounded exactly like hers, only gentler.
Sakura replied in the way the woman suggested, though still very confused.
'You still didn't answer my question.'
'My apologies, Sakura; I've been waiting a long time for the right opportunity to introduce my existence to you and my instincts tell me that this is the moment. I know this may be hard to believe, but I'm Azami…'
'Azami?' Sakura spoke mentally to the woman, 'If I could communicate with you like this, then that means your soul is separate from mine…'
'That is very correct,' Azami said, her voice sounding faint now. 'I know you have many questions for me, Sakura, however it takes a lot of energy for me to communicate with you like this since my soul is not the dominant one over yours…' Azami explained. Her tone was now barely audible, but Sakura was able to distinguish what Azami said down to the last whisper.
The new discovery evoked an overwhelming feeling of excitement in Sakura. She wanted to know more – was there anything else she was capable of without her knowledge? She wished that Azami would surface once again. Conversing with Azami felt odd at first, but gradually – in that short time she communed with Azami – she became comfortable with the woman…
The night felt cold despite wearing a vest and over that, a shirt which was hidden under her parka jacket. She and Sasuke sauntered the quiet streets with an ample amount of awareness to detect anything strange in the small town. However, the chilly atmosphere seemed to have taken a toll on her senses a little. Sakura was, after all a human.
In a quick glance Sasuke caught Sakura's slight shiver. But the fact that she was feeling cold was not what concerned him; it was the look she wore on her face – the way her sightless eyes seemed to be staring into space, as if trying to make sense out of something; the way her eye brows were knitted as if she was frustrated with whatever it was she could not understand. And then he heard her sigh.
"Stop," Sasuke ordered.
The sudden sound of the masculine voice made Sakura snap out of her sea of thoughts, making her obey the command in the process.
"Focus on the mission, Sakura," Sasuke said to her in a monotone voice.
"I am focusing on the mission, Uchiha!" Sakura spat firmly, in attempt to hide the fact that she had been lying.
"If you were concentrating on the mission I'm sure you would be aware that you were heading toward the street lighting pole," Sasuke pointed out, sounding as if he could not care less if the girl had actually walked into the pole.
Sakura's breath hitched on hearing what she was about to do. She had no idea that she had been that absent-minded. Immediately, she temporarily discarded her attempts to will Azami back into her thoughts and paid full attention on the mission at hand.
Sasuke had already begun walking up the street again and she did the same, guided by his footsteps. She shoved her hands into the pockets of her jacket in order to decrease the distraction from the coldness in the air and found that the action was indeed effective, considering what she discovered soon after…
"Master Madara Uchiha, it has been revealed," the hooded figure spoke, his words echoing in the darkness.
Madara slowly turned to overlook the vast yard of gravestones through the Victorian-designed window, his eyes crimson like a sea of blood, piercing through the darkness outside. And then he smirked, silently expressing sheer gratitude – everything was finally beginning; he smirked, portraying a brilliant confidence – soon everything would fall into place.
"Hn…tell me Pein, what is the child's name," Madara spoke finally, not taking his eyes off the graveyard.
"Sakura Haruno, my Lord," the man called 'Pein' responded.
Before the birth of Sakura Haruno, Madara Uchiha could not be defeated by anyone. He knew that it would be impossible to stop her from becoming existent, so he waited for her birth and continued to wait for some form of her identity to be revealed.
"Pein I want you to find her whereabouts and when you do, I want you to obliterate the obstacle that stands in my way…"
"What's the matter?" Sasuke asked Sakura, on noticing she had ceased walking. Then she did something very strange that made his eyes widen a fraction – Sakura took off her shoes.
Once Sakura's bare feet touched the rough ground, she felt the faint vibrations that matched the sound of the soft humming which she had heard earlier. Could it all be in her head? Doubtful to some extent, she got onto her knees and pressed her palms to the concrete.
'They're underground!' Sakura heard a familiar voice, sounding far away, bringing her to a realization.
"What are you doing?" Sasuke asked, sounding very annoyed, but Sakura paid no attention to that.
"Sasuke…they're underground…" Sakura managed to mutter, still trying to recover from the disbelief. It was also hard to believe that Sasuke – a being whose senses were supposed to be far more advanced than any human – did not detect anything at all.
"What are you talking about?" Sasuke enquired, his emotionless tone masking his confusion.
"Can't you feel it? The vibrations underneath us – something's moving down there," Sakura explained as she tried to get back onto her feet; and somehow she found it difficult to do so.
When she did however manage to accomplish that, she stumbled forward at her first attempt to walk and expected to fall flat down on her face, when she was suddenly braced by a pair of arms. She could feel Sasuke's cold body temperature even through the fabric of his clothing.
"T-Thank you…" she mumbled and moved away slowly, feeling embarrassed by her clumsiness. Was it clumsiness? She wondered.
As soon as she was free of Sasuke's hold, her legs became weak but before she her stance could falter, Sakura felt around for another means of support and braced her body by grabbing onto a nearby light pole. She was unexplainably drained; so exhausted that she allowed herself to gently fall to the floor, her back pressed against the pole.
She could feel Sasuke's gaze upon her and though she could not see his face or even though he had not said anything, she knew he was confused by her actions.
"I'm sorry," she apologized, "but I just need a few moments to catch my breath."
"It's surprising that you became so tired from just a little bit of walking," Sasuke spoke, moving towards the young woman on the ground.
"What are you doing?" Sakura asked in shock when she felt herself being lifted off the paved sidewalk and found herself in his arms once again.
"Hn… seeing your state, I believe you'll take at least a couple of hours to recover your strength, and I don't want to wait here," Sasuke replied before making a leap.
At first, it was a frightful sensation – the feeling of being in the air – but it soon died down with the wind caressing her bare skin and she felt comfortable in the strong arms which held her gently in bridal style; comfortable enough to allow herself to drift away into the haziness of sleep.
And for once, she was convinced that Sasuke was human…just this once…
Sakura woke to the sound of muffled shuffling. With her eyes still closed, she noted the soothing softness caressing her body and slowly the misty feeling of sleepiness cleared up, bringing her back to reality. Was she at the house she and Sasuke were to stay at during the course of the mission? And how long had she been asleep?
Knowing that she would not get answers by remaining on the bed, Sakura got off, and searched for her coat with her hands. When she did, she threw it over her shoulder and focused on finding the door; and on realizing that it was a bit difficult to do so, Sakura became aware that she was not at the lodge which she had familiarized herself with earlier.
On exiting the room, Sakura found herself in an open area where rays of sun kissed her bare skin and judging from the cool atmosphere, she assumed that it was some time in the morning.
"Oh…Good morning!" Sakura heard a soft, feminine voice call out to her and turned to the direction from which it came.
"Are you Miss Sakura Haruno?" the woman asked and Sakura nodded in response.
"Wow…you look even more stunning from up close. Oh…before I completely go off topic – your boyfriend said to let you know that he just stepped out to get breakfast," the woman informed with a chuckle.
'Breakfast? BOYFRIEND?'
"I'm sorry, but you're mistaken. Sasuke isn't my boyfriend," Sakura corrected, adding a smile to prevent her from seeming harsh.
"Oh forgive me…but the way he carried you in his arms was so…" the woman mused and sighed at the end of her incomplete sentence.
Sakura gave a low grunt. 'Who does he think he is, going around giving people the wrong impression…?'
After a polite conversation, Sakura learned that she was at a motel called Sato Inn in a small town near Costin Town. It was understandable why Sasuke had brought her here. Their lodge had been situated approximately two hours from Costin Town, so it was sensible to spend the night in the closest area that had civilization, considering that Sakura was a human with human necessities such as food.
Sakura had also found out that the local police had done an investigation regarding the disappearance of citizens of the town; however, they could not explain the occurrence. But Sakura remembered what she had discovered the last night, and this time she felt surer that somehow, there was a community underground.
She returned to her motel room to find that Sasuke had returned with breakfast for her. It seemed a very out-of-character thing for Sasuke to do, but it made much sense that his act of 'kindness' was merely for the sake of the mission's success; after all, a human would be almost completely useless if they lacked the strength to stand.
"I need to make a report to Headquarters, so tell me what you found out yesterday; and I want details," Sasuke demanded in his normal tone, when Sakura finished her burger.
Sakura explained what she had felt despite knowing that Sasuke doubted her detections.
Before Sasuke contacted Headquarters, he said to her, "I don't want a repeat of what happened last night…"
Sakura had no intention of telling anyone about Azami, but somehow felt that the matter would arise sooner or later. It was only a matter of time.
Her brown eyes widened as she witnessed the male vampire's unusual technique. His chakra was very much visible, shielding his body from opponents' attacks, when span continuously, raising the dust from the ground in the process and his two sparring mates were thrown backwards onto the ground. The technique raised many questions in Tenten's mind, but after an entire morning of observing her new colleagues; it became clear to her that the Pureblood before her was a vampire of few words so voicing her questions would be pointless.
Tenten stood up when Neji Hyuuga came to a halt. She doubted he knew she was there, since his back was turned to her for almost the entire time; and if he knew, he did nothing to acknowledge her presence.
Stealthily, she walked onto the training grounds, about two meters away from the spectator section – which were mainly rows of stairs, separated from the field by a long iron bar that ran horizontally along the bottom stair.
Then, quietly she unsheathed three kunai from her weapons belt, and aiming at different angles of his back, she threw them. Not waiting for her kunai to hit her target, Tenten readied two of her large shurikens, and then swung them both in Neji's direction in one swift motion.
As anticipated, he performed the very same technique he had used earlier.
"And here I thought you were just an audience," he said to her when he became still once again. His voice was icy and egoistical, but she did not need to know his voice to distinguish his level of power. He was dangerous…but Tenten took the risk anyway and answered.
"I was," she responded, putting her hands on her waist, "until I became curious…"
"If you don't mind, I would very much love a sparring session with you, Neji Hyuuga."
He did not respond verbally to her request; instead he fixed himself into a Baguazhang fighting stance.
Tenten bit down into her thumb, drawing a small amount of blood which she smeared across an open scroll containing inked inscriptions and summoned a great variety of weapons – various Japanese swords; Japanese spears; Japanese staffs with blades at the top.
"I see…so your specialty is artillery," Neji noted.
"It's my most favorite skill," Tenten answered, before grabbing three spears in each hand and flung them at him so swiftly that he could not follow the movements of her hands.
At first, he simply evaded the attacks, but when Tenten began to throw the weapons that happen been provided by her scroll so fast that he only heard the vibrations her arms created against the wind, Neji's dodges became more complex that it looked like a graceful dance.
Tenten was becoming annoyed with the fact that she had not even scratched him once. She never missed her target.
'I should just focus on one particular part of his body…' she thought and then an idea came to her, causing her to smirk mischievously. 'And in order to hit him, I'll have to resort to that technique…'
Tenten reached for a scroll from her weapons belt and removed its seal. It was then thrown up into the air, unraveling in the soft wind and within a few seconds, the long sheet of parchment exploded into clouds of smoke, producing a vast number of kunai and shuriken that were all heading in Neji's direction. Usually she used this technique when her enemies came in numbers that was too many for her to handle. This time, she used it as a diversion and Neji fell for the bait.
Three seconds later another explosion of smoke surrounded another portion of the same scroll – which was still airborne – and more weapons were summoned.
Tenten released a false scroll into the air, with hopes of tricking her sparring partner into thinking that she would continue to unleash more weapons; and while her first batch of weapons were still fulfilling their job. Then, when she was certain that Neji had been preoccupied with avoiding the weapons that were now incessantly coming down on him, she focused her aim on a part of his body that rarely made any movement as he fought – his abdomen.
She back-flipped a few meters away in order to get a good aim at Neji, and then pulled out a kunai which she dangled around in her fingers. When she was satisfied with her target, she swung her right hand forward and released the kunai from her grasp.
The short blade travelled speedily through the wind, heading in the direction Tenten had planned. She was certain that her weapon would hit its target, but with a particular twist of his body, Neji was able to avoid the blow.
Instead, the kunai flew into the tree trunk behind him, the blade deeply embedded into the wooden surface and the match…was over.
Tenten's stare hardened as she looked at the male before him, his stance strong and his bare body without a single scar.
'Tch…how could I have NOT beaten him?' Tenten questioned herself in disbelief.
"I must say, artillery must certainly be your forte for keeping me on my toes like that," Neji said to her. His eyes met hers for the first time since the match had begun.
"You're not bad yourself. I never miss my targets…you were the first," she responded, shooting him a very small smile that disappeared the moment it was formed.
Neji walked across the field, over to Tenten. "If I'm not mistaken, you must be the newest addition to the organization…"
"It's Tenten," she introduced herself and offered her hand which he shook firmly.
"Neji Hyuuga…"
Nothing much was said between them after the introductions, however Tenten did not feel awkward around this character. She merely accepted his ways. That was her nature – it was how she survived all these years: by understanding, accepting people and things as they were; avoiding unnecessary conflict; keeping a low profile. Besides, she had no interest in befriending him or anyone in the organization. Friendship was one thing she learned to live without.
The fact that she could not defeat this vampire in battle only reminded her that she had a lot to learn in order to avoid the repetition of a particular event in her past.
'I guess I'll have to spar some more with him to figure out his secrets…so that I can hone my skills against the Hyuuga… ' she thought to herself, recalling that near death encounter she once experienced.
"Sasuke, there's a reason I teamed you up with Sakura. I have my suspicions about this town and I would very much like if you could, for once, trust the girl…"
Tsunade's words from the phone conversation replayed in his memory once more as he waited for Sakura to finish her bath. He had informed Tsunade about Sakura's claims that there was something beneath the town. He found that incredibly insane as he was unable to detect nothing, and being the high ranked vampire he was, with his abilities, seeing was believing.
It was not long before Sakura emerged from the bathroom to meet him in the bedroom of the small motel room. Her eye brows were knitted together as if she was thinking about something, remaining silent for a few minutes. Then she spoke.
"I want to investigate the subway here."
Sasuke did not need to inquire a reason as to why she wanted to do such a thing since it made sense that if there was activity occurring beneath the town, the subway would be the best place to start; and since the town was presumably abandoned, it would make the investigation very much easier.
"Hn…" he muttered monotonously in agreement.
As expected, the subway was free of people when they Sasuke and Sakura arrived; and having not been utilized for quite a period of time, Sasuke noted that the place seemed rather dilapidated and dark. He turned to where Sakura was standing and noticed that she had been incredibly still, but he did not disturb her as he knew she was trying to concentrate.
"Can't you feel it? The vibrations are stronger beneath us. And the humming noise, whatever it is, it's even louder than before," Sakura said to him, almost sounding excited.
"No," he replied truthfully. And it bothered him that he was unable to sense anything. How could something of this nature go unnoticed by him?
Sakura turned to the direction of his voice, her eyes coincidentally fixed directed upon his. She wore a confused expression.
"Why?" she asked, "Honestly, I was expecting you to detect this before I did…"
Sasuke said nothing to that and both remained silent for quite some time.
Sakura walked further down the subway's route, finding that the physical sensations beneath her feet became more intense as she did.
"Do you think there's a passageway that can lead us to another level below or something?" Sakura asked, breaking the silence, as she pressed her hand against the painted brick wall.
"Hn…probably…"
After informing him that she would investigate further into the tunnel, Sakura left Sasuke on his own. She was careful with her steps since she was not very familiar with the area. She walked in a straight path and if she wandered off track for investigation purposes, she made sure to remember the coordinates that would take her back to her original course. Preoccupied by this, she failed to perceive the footsteps walking toward her from behind and only recognized the being's presence when it was at close proximity to her.
"Did you find something, Sasuke?" she asked the vampire, but the response she received was not what she had expected.
Something cold and metallic was pressed against the sensitive flesh of her neck; and then she felt a wet tongue glide across her cheek.
The panic started welling up inside her stomach, along with confusion and an immense fear when Sakura realized that she could not reach her weapons for her hands were now being held tightly by an inhumane strength.
"Who are you?" she asked, trying her best to sound scared.
"Relax…I just want to have some…fun," the male purred, his breath tickling the side of her neck.
He was a vampire, she realized, when his teeth grazed her skin slightly.
Sakura closed her eyes to prevent the formation of tears and gulped. Her mind was racing with thoughts of how she could possibly escape from the enemy's grasp and fight back. The sudden appearance of a vampire was the last thing she expected in Costin Town. She knew the male vampire would not kill her immediately; judging by his tone of voice, she was certain that he would take his time to enjoy the luxury of her body while feeding on her blood. What could happen next was what petrified her most – if he wished it, the male vampire was capable of turning her into what she despised the most.
"Touch her and I will kill you…" A voice echoed in the abandoned subway.
And for once, Sakura was happy to hear his voice…
Sasuke's eyes were crimson with a furious Sharingan. The blade of his Kusnagai was pressed against the lowly vampire's back.
"Release her," Sasuke commanded in a tone that silently promised the vampire's death if he did not obey. Sakura's captor seemed to have understood this as he slowly removed the blade from her throat and let go of her arms. But Sasuke still kept his sword at the male vampire's back.
"Sakura, bind his hands and feet with these," Sasuke said to the woman, handing her some coiled silver-plated barbed wire.
Sakura wrapped the wire around the vampire's wrists tightly enough for the spikes to etch into his flesh so that it would cause him pain since vampires were vulnerable to silver. Then she did the same for his feet after removing his shoes.
Sasuke sheathed his sword.
"I have some questions," Sasuke began, "Answer them correctly and I'll let you live."
The vampire on the ground grunted in pain and annoyance.
"Is there an underground society here?" Sasuke asked, beginning the interrogation.
The vampire hesitated, before answering, "Yes…"
"How large is the community?"
"Vast – an army in numbers with power far greater than your own; and too much for you and your other pathetic slayers to handle," the male spat.
Sasuke ignored the vampire's comment, and asked the other question.
"Is Madara Uchiha there?"
The vampire ruptured into a fit of sadistic laughter. "Lord Madara...does not disclose his whereabouts to those whose power does not equal his, except his henchmen…"
Just then, the vampire who was supposed to be bounded sprung from the ground and towards Sasuke, taking him by surprise.
Sasuke ignored the sharp burning sensation in his stomach and pushed the weaker vampire away from him with great force. Then, he wasted no time in drawing his sword.
"Why? Why aren't you dead yet?" the vampire asked in confusion.
"Because like the fool that you are," Sasuke said, walking toward the being that had been backing away, "you failed to realize that I'm a Pureblood Vampire…and a descendant of Madara Uchiha…"
And with that said, Sasuke allowed his sword to lengthen into the vampire's chest and with swift action, made a clean cut upwards, halving his heart and skull. Sakura was lucky she could not see the messy death, Sasuke thought as the body fell lifelessly onto the floor.
Now that the struggle was over, Sasuke's attention was drawn to the pain in his abdomen and realized that he had been stabbed…with a silver knife. Trying his hardest not to groan in agony, he pulled out the object that would be considered deadly to a lower class vampire and threw it aside.
The loss of blood caused his vision to haze and he lost his composure, causing him to stubble to his knees.
"Sasuke? Are you alright?" he heard Sakura ask as she tried to make her way to him.
"I'm here," he notified her, "and I'm fine."
Sakura had a hard time believing that on hearing the strain in his voice. She found him on the ground, his breathing rapid. Carefully, she swung one of his arms over her shoulders and wrapped her free arm around his waist, getting a feel of the wet substance in the process.
"You're bleeding…" she realized. "What were you stabbed with?"
"Sliver knife…" Sasuke said through gritted teeth.
Sakura knew that it would take more than one silver knife to bring down a Pureblood Vampire; had it been and A-Ranked Vampire, his soul would have immediately left his body due to an extreme amount of blood loss and slow, incurable disintegration of his physical being.
Sakura managed to get them both back to their motel apartment unseen by unwanted eyes. Neither of them spoke to each other on the way and when they entered their inn, Sasuke did not hesitate in increasing the distance between them.
She despised herself for being so helpless in the situation she was faced with; part of her even blamed herself for Sasuke's injury though it was nothing fatal. It caused her to feel obligated to him – the one, who saved her life; the one who saved her from losing her identity…
She heard him squeeze another empty packet of blood so as to consume every last drop of the substance. She heard the refrigerator's door open again as he grabbed another blood bag.
Then, the most absurd idea came to her head, and she voiced it before even considering it.
"Take my blood instead…"
She waited for his answer; she knew the blood that Tsunade had provided for him from the hospital was not taking effect quickly enough.
"No," he answered dully and went for another bag.
"At this rate, you won't have anything to sustain you for the rest of the week," she said persistently, "Besides I still have to repay you for what you did today…"
"I said no. Annoying…"
"Why not? You're being unreasonable –"
"Because the desire to fuck you is overwhelming!" he snapped before storming outside, leaving Sakura confused and shocked at his statement…
Sasuke gripped the empty bag tightly in his fisted hands as they held his head in frustration. The anger within him was still infuriating, making his cold blood boil to the highest degree. When he felt Sakura's chakra signature become erratic, he did something that he never did in centuries – he panicked. Why? He could not understand why, but when the felt the unfamiliar chakra signature that was causing Sakura's to be distressed, he instantaneously became besieged with an enormous rage.
Sakura was not doing anything to make matters better by offering her blood to him. Did she understand exactly what she was asking for? It seemed clear to him that she was either blinded by the guilt of being helpless or she was completely oblivious to the consequences that would follow if he accepted her offer. Still, he was surprised at his choice of words he used earlier in the room.
But as complicated as it was to understand, what he said…was the mere truth…
A/N: So how was that? I'm sorry this took so long, but it's really hard to stare at a monitor when your eyes are all watery and your nose won't stop running. Yes, I had the flu. But now I'm all better. I made a speedy recovery, as a matter of fact.
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Oh and I apologize for all the errors I made.
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