1Hey guys. What is going on? I have only three more weeks of school! Yay! Then I get a summer job! Yay...lol. No, I really no want a job, but I just don't want to work during my summer vacation, ya know? Well, it will give me more time for my stories and hanging out with my peeps! Yay! And by the way, I had to bump up the rating for the story to M for Mature because is kind of gets a little gross with killing and stuff near the middle of the story. For those who do not like gross stuff, I let you know when it starts so you can skip it.

Chapter 9

A young girl with long black hair walked down an empty street. It was a walk that gave you the impression she had really no place to go. As if killing time. But the walk had a sway to it that gave you the impression the person had a couple drinks.

But Nanasawa had not had any drinks of alcohol. If you looked closer you could see that her mouth and chin glistened with a red liquid. And if you touched it, you knew that it was warm blood. It was also all down the front of her black tub top.

She had drank the blood of three grown men. She sucked out every last drop right in front of the people they loved. The first one had a child and spouse. As she drank his blood, she felt the horrified stares of the woman. And as she finished, she felt good about the fear she sensed around the woman. It mad her hungry for more. But she did not crave the blood of the woman, so she took fligh in hunt of another victim.

She soon found a younger male and attacked. But the woman with him was not a wife. She guessed that she was a "girlfriend" that all the teenagers talked about. But it was just as satisfying as she drank the guys blood. This woman cried and fell to her knees. She even tried to talk Nanasawa from drinking him, but after she made the bite he was lost to the darkness.

But the third man had to of been the most satisfying kill. At first she didn't think it would be worth it. For you see, when a vampire consumes to much blood, its like alcohol to a human. And when you drinking a light beer when you wanted a original, you don't feel satisfied. But then she saw that he had three children with him. A little boy, a little girl, and a teenage girl. So she swopped down and started to drink. And it was much better. The three young ones stared as the others had, but the oldest had tried to fight Nanasawa off. But she only laughed as she knocked her into a group of trash cans. The fight had made it sweeter.

Now she walked along the street, her wings out of her back. At some point, she didn't care who saw what and let her wings out. Having them in her back made them swore and she needed to stretch them. As she walked a gust of wind came and caught her wings, and her being to "drunk" to care, she fell back on the cement and looked at the sky.

The city lights kept you from seeing the stars. All the bright lights made it almost impossible to see anything but the moon. But that was all she cared about. The moon. So simple and yet so beautiful. Famous poems had been written about the magic sphere and yet only a handful had set foot upon its surface over the years. To her, it was a curse in disguise. For if the moon was not there, she would drop dead. That was what he was planning. Naraku was going tot try to kill all the vampires and he was going to do something to the moon. Nanasawa could feel it in her gut. Why he wanted the help of their clan was beyond her.

With a sigh, Nanasawa got to her feet and jumped high into the air, catching a gust of wind and flying off. As she flew back to the shrine, she saw the hanyou's house. He was still fast asleep in his room. He still had the sweet face upon his face. But her thoughts were taking away from him by the smell of a man. She looked down on the street and saw a man staring at her in awe. She landed in front of him and gave him her deep sexy smile she had used to lure so many men to their death.

He gave her a smile that said that he caught what she was trying to say and started to come closer. But as he came closer, Nanasawa could smell the scent of another. It was feminine and had been there for a long time. This man had a loved one waiting for him back at his home. And here he was, wanting to have sex with a vampire. He was cheating on the person he had chosen as his life partner. As this thought came into her mid, rage filled her. She didn't want to drink this mans blood, she wanted to slaughter him.

With her razor sharp nails she slashed at his throat, blood pouring down her hand. The man stared at her with shock, then fell into a heap in front of her. Many would have been satisfied. But she had to make an example of him. This man was wrong for what he had done. Something told her deep inside that this was right and it had to be done. This was important and she was going to show the world what this man had done.

(A/N: Okay, she is like going to rip out his organs and stuff at this point and I'm going to give really gross detail. If you have a weak stomach for this kinda stuff, you might want to skip, K?)

She quietly leaned in and bit deep into his neck, slowly sucking out his blood. When his veins held no more blood, she went into an alley next to them and found a about a three foot long metal pipe. She walked back to the body and dragged him into the middle of the street. She then walked a foot from the body and slammed the pipe into the ground so that it stood erect. She then when to the body and cut open its chest with one long claw.

The body was completely dry, making it much less messy. She reached in and pulled out the heart. As she held the organ in her head, she thought she felt it give one last beat of life, but that must have all been in her head. She walked backed over to the pipe and put the heart on it, sliding it to the bottom. The pipe now glittered crimson, but she was not finished. She then walked back over to the man and ripped off his male organ for which he had put first before his love of his mate. She then placed it onto the pipe and put it above the heart. She then cut off the man's head and slammed it on top of the pipe like a pike. It symbolized that he was killed because he cared more about getting sex then the love of his mate.

With the pipe done, she walked back over to the dead man and ripped out his organs, scattering them around the road. Lungs to the left, Liver to the right, Kidney over the shoulder. She ripped out everything in there from the last nerve, to where only the skin was left.

(A/N: Okay, you can start reading. It wasn't as bad as I had planned it, I thought maybe it would be to much. I read about this form of sacrifice in history. A Indian tribe did it when a man or woman cheated on his/her mate. Gross...)

Nanasawa stood up and felt the breeze of the night air. A chill fell over her as the air hit her went body. She was soaked in blood, but she was satisfied. She licked the blood from a claw as she looked at her handiwork. The road was a thin layer of blood, which now soaked her boats. As she took it all in, she felt liberated. Like she had shown Naraku what she could do and that she didn't need the clan. He might be the leader of the vampires, but not for long. If she had to kill every human on this earth, she was not going to be controlled by him.

Nanasawa didn't even go back to the shrine. She walked along the streets until it started to become morning. She then walked into an alley way and curled into a ball, falling sleep. Kagome was going to be confused when she woke up, but Nanasawa was not in the mood to make everything seem like it was normal. She would just have to realize what she was and what she had living inside her.