"What?"

Hinata shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, Sasuke was staring and his eyes were starting to give her the creeps.

"You're a Vampire Sasuke k-kun."

He wanted to deny it. Say she was crazy, but the feeling...the feeling that just took over his body was so intense it actually got him high. Now everything felt x5. He could count each individual pore, eyelash and eyebrow hair on her face. He could fucking smell the pheromones wafting off her skin, calling him to her.

The blue undertones of her hair becoming so incredibly intense he could see the shine radiate from it.

And her eyes. They already were weird before but now he could discern each and every note of color, the iridescent opal, the lavender, the smokey white, and the misty blues swirled into one mystic cosmos. They were far from dull.

Woah.

What the fuck was she.

Yea he probably was a vampire.

"I-i how did I…" he trailed off not knowing exactly what to say. The movies made it seem so incredibly straight forward. You get bit then you become a vampire. Sasuke was pretty sure he'd never been bitten by a vampire before and if he did, he'd probably remember something so shitty happening

"I can't be…I never got bit by anyone. Like ever."

Hinata shifted, lifting herself into a criss-cross position on the floor. He copied her movements unconsciously, crossing his legs as well.

"Well, Vampires aren't necessarily made they're born in a sense. It's a natural yet rare phenomenon. You're parents both happened to carry that gene and miraculously you inherited it. But, without the introduction of vampire venom, you won't actually enter the development process. So yes technically you need to get bit to become a vampire, but not everyone who gets bitten has the capacity to become one."

He looked at her like she just grew a third head. What the fuck was she on about?

"Your brother Itachi also had it as well you know..." She said, leaning her chin into her open palm.

He jumped from the floor, accidentally slamming into the piano bench.

"What the fuck did you just say?"

Hinata stood up as well, the air felt different as she looked up at him, her eyes misty and swirling.

"Your brother, Itac-"

"How the fuck do you know who he is?"

She smiled kindly, her eyes squinting shut. "I actually met him a few years back, he's really sweet."

Sasuke felt his blood grow hot, and his fingers twitch with rage. He didn't even realize what he was doing, one second he was looking at her the next he had her rammed against the wall, both his hands around her pretty little neck.

"A murder who killed both his parents and left their mauled dead bodies for their little brother to is. Not. Sweet." He seethed, he hadn't realized he had her lifted off the floor, or that he had bared his teeth to her, fangs long and sharp.

She narrowed her eyes at him, moving her hand just enough to catch his attention.

He looked down, a small spear thing the size of a toothpick was aimed at his throat.

"What's that supposed to do bitc-"

He craned his neck sharply to the left, the blade had quadrupled in size in an instant, shooting out, it was now about the size of an ax. It rested snug against his neck, barely grazing his flesh.

He looked back up at her and her eyes were pulsing, veins straining under the flesh around her eyes.

"Let me go."

He dropped her, and as soon as her feet hit the ground she swung, smashing an open palm into his chest and sending him flying across the room, crashing into one of the pianos and the light switch, casting the room into shadows.

"I suggest you don't ever do that again."

Sasuke pulled himself from the wreckage, surprisingly he wasn't hurt, but her palm left a burning sting in his chest. He coughed, into his hand, blood.

"Are you ok?" She rushed over, her hands fumbling around his arms and shoulders, he slapped them away harshly. "That wasn't nice." She admonished with a pout.

He glared up at her. "What the fuck are you, and how do you know my brother."

Hinata smirked, and from behind her bangs, her eyes radiated like beacons of ghastly light. He felt his heart fluttered just a bit.

"You know Sasuke…" She smiled crouching down on the floor between his legs. She crawled closer and he could help but try and back up. The broken piano leg pressed against his back halting his retreat. Allowing Hinata to get so close he could smell the cherry chapstick she wore.

"Your brother isn't who you think he is. I could take him to you if you w-want…"

She licked her pouty lips slowly before pressing them near the shell of his ear.

"You have to do something for me first though."

She pulled away, her eyes blank as she studied his reaction. Sasuke bit his lip, there was so much he wanted to know. What was she, how did she know his brother, how did he become a vampire, who really were his parents…

"What?"

"Help me kill Sakura Haruno."

"Ok."

Hinata quirked a brow. "Ok?"

"Yea, Ok." He sighed, dusting a couple of piano keys of his lap.

"O-oh .. I didn't t-think it would b-be that easy!" She blushed. Standing up she offered him a hand before yanking him up as well.

Sasuke just shrugged. He didn't really care about Sakura, not really seeing the big deal.

"If I help you'll tell me everything I want to know right?" He eyed her, watching as she fidgeted under his gaze.

"Yea of course! I-im a woman of my word, that's my Nindo way!"

He raised a brow.

"You don't watch Maruto Ahippuden?"

"..."

"Ok… N-nevermind"

He rolled her eyes at her peculiar behavior. She was so weird. Cute but weird.

"So what's the plan." He changed the subject, his face tinged with a blush.

"You Sasuke Uchiha will be my bait."

A long time ago Sakura found a book. It was old and tattered at the edges, it's bindings falling apart at the seams. She'd been cleaning out her grandmother's room, sorting through her belongings after her passing. There she found it nestled beneath the clutter and papers in a dresser drawer.

She opened it.

Apparently her grandmother was practicing witchcraft. The book entailed spells, a few memos here and there. And at the very back of the book was an envelope addressed to her.

Sakura, This is my gift to you. Our blood is tainted, our lineage not a noble one. Our ancestors had to steal and kill for the knowledge within this book because we weren't born into magic like others.. But that's what makes us strong. Your mother refused to carry the legacy but you are different. You have a drive. A purpose. You, my love, are the world. Take the key I have left for you and go to storage room 105 on Cherub ST. There you will find the other half of my gift.

She tipped the envelope over and a small silver key fell into her lap.

That night Sakura snuck out of her room to find the other half of her gift. She was of course incredibly skeptical. Witches aren't real and her grandmother wasn't that type of person. She grew plants, and drank tea and read the newspaper. She didn't sacrifice chickens to the devil and eat babies.

But she was curious…

The book looked… authentic, not that she would know what an authentic spell book looked like, but if she had to put her money on it she would bet on it looking like that. And the other half of her supposed gift. Why did it need to be in a storage room of all things?

She snapped out of her thoughts when she saw the storage building. Tucking a stray strand of pink behind her ear she hesitated for a second at the door. Her hand hovered over the handle and she felt something heavy drop in her stomach. This was the beginning of something…

The endless maze of metal storage containers lead her to 102.

Slipping the key in she turned the lock, pushing the sliding metal door over her head. The cranking of the chains as she pushed the door vibrated hard against her ears.

And there he was.

A little blonde boy dangled from the ceiling, booth wrists. Sakura gasped, her hands shot to her mouth, dropping her keys and phone.

The boy stirred from his slumber, opening weary blue eyes.

"OH MY GOD!"

The next second she was on him, her hands fumbling for his wrists.

"Please help me lady!" The kid moaned out, his eyes watery and trembling.

"I'm trying! Oh my god who put you here?!"

"This old hag grabbed me! She put a gun to my back!" The boy cried, tears and snot running down his nose.

Sakura felt her stomach drop, what the fuck was her grandmother doing? The lock isn't budging and the boy was crying louder and louder. She wanted to free him, call the police, but for god sakes, her grandmother did this? She felt her body tremble with oncoming nerves. There would be an investigation, her grandmother's name would be slandered beyond recognition, her family harassed, she'd be bullied non stop at school for being the granddaughter of a psycho!

Sakura's heart started racing a mile a minute. Impulsively she shut the metal garage door, just so it wouldn't be so loud. She would free him, and drop him off at some random shelter.

The boy continued to cry, his face red and hot from tears

"Just be quiet ok! I'm looking for the key so I can get you down!"

The blonde child sniffled and stifled his cries "I think s-she put them there" Weakly he motioned his foot towards a desk covered in papers. Blood had been repeatedly wiped off it leaving it slightly sticky and a dull brown, the various scrawlings stuck haphazardly on its surface.

Rushing over Sakura rummaged through the papers and drawers of the desk, opening the very bottom drawer

BINGO!

It looked to be the key, but it was taped onto a piece of paper. Flipping the paper onto its front, Sakura curiously read the writing.

That is no child Sakura. It's a demon. I have passed my demon contract to you Sakura, everything you need to tame the demon is in the book I gave you. And if you do so this demon will give you the world. You my think i've lost my mind but say these words and the demon will show it's true nature to you:

ostende mihi faciem tuam vero portabat

Sakura felt the air turn stale and cold. A little voice in the back of her head was screaming for her to stop, not go any further. But a more strong voice said it wouldn't hurt to try.

Pulling the key from the back of the paper, she straightened and turned back to the boy. His sniffling had long stopped and now he was staring into the green-eyed beauty with eyes that seemed a little too old for his body.

"Let me go." There was no inflection in his voice, just a calm command.

"I will.." Sakura spoke unsteady, her eyes dropping to the sheet of paper that was tight in her grasp.

"Don't do it." The boy spoke, an edge in his voice that sent a chill down her spine. Maybe her grandma was right…she raised the paper to her face. Immediately the boy began screaming full capacity at the top of his lungs.

"Stop screaming you'll draw someone's attention! Oh my god! Ostende mihi faciem tuam vero portabat!"

The kids screaming were instantly cut off after she screamed the words at him His body began to glow bright red like fire was licking off his body. His eyes turned sharp and blood red. His teeth bared. His body tripping to the size of a young man, the muscles of his new body strained against the child clothing, ripping them to shreds.

"RELEASE ME BITCH! RELEASE ME! LET ME GO OR I'LL RIP OUT EVERY ORGAN IN YOUR BODY AND MAKE YOU WATCH WILL I EAT. ILL KILL YOU AND YOUR FAMILY! YOUR LINEAGE WILL CEASE TO FUCKING ESIST! LET!ME! GO!"

The room vibrated with the pureness of its anger alone. The air hot and tingling with energy.

"holy shit."