Hinata smiled gently as she noticed Naruto's yellow charger pulled up into the university's parking lot. She stood up quickly from the curb so Naruto could spot her. He rolled up in front of her, windows halfway down.

"Get in." He sighed with an eye roll.

Hinata didn't even bother saying a word. Just opened the door and slid in, a beaming smile on her face. She inhaled the car, taking in the signature Naruto scent, oaky and warm. This was her dream, she had never been inside Naruto's car before. Well not with his permission that is. Sometimes she would sneak into his car at night and just lay in the backseat. It was actually pretty comfortable.

Her reminiscing was cut short as Naruto grabbed her by the root of her hair, yanking her to face him. His eyes were glowing bright red and had dilated into thin slits. "Don't look so fucking happy," Naruto growled lowly, the grip on the back of her head tightening.

The girl let out a soft mewly, her lips curling into a smile. "Na-naruto k-kunn"

Enraged by her arousal Naruto yanked her head back, exposing her trembling neck. She was bent awkwardly over the seat dividers, her long locks pooling over the gear shift. With his free hand, Naruto dug angrily into his jeans, retrieving a shiny black switchblade. Hinata followed his hands silently as he shoved the blade against her neck. Her misty eyes swirling behind her bangs.

"Look at this."

Naruto's voice was cold. His blood-red eyes staring intently into her own. Hinata could feel the wish of death on her as his eyes never wavered, never blinked. The violent flames of his eyes held the promise of damnation and eternal suffering.

He trailed the tip of the blade from the crest of her collarbone all the way up to her jugular.

"Your life is in my hands."

Gently he applied pressure onto the blade, a small red jewel rolled down her throat. His hands twitching with the urge to press down hard and pull. To slice her neck open and count all the capillaries. To yank her head back even further and let the blood paint the inside of his car fiery red, To-

There, he could see it. With her body at such an awkward angle, her chest was pushed out. And her nipples were begging to be noticed under that tight little shirt. He could see them poking through the fabric, calling for his attention. Naruto couldn't help but grimace in disbelief.

Removing his grip on her hair Naruto basically deflated into himself with a sigh. He tucked the blade back into his pocket, exasperated he ran his fingers through his hair.

Hinata straightened herself up, wiping the small trail of blood off her neck with the back of her hand."G-got any napkins?" She asked, her voice seemed a little deflated and she had a small pouty face going on. Reaching into the discarded chick-fil-a bag in the backseat Naruto grabbed a couple of napkins, handing them to her without a word.

Hinata quickly dabbed away the red smear left behind by the blood. The wound was shallow and had already stopped bleeding.

Naruto started up the engine, quickly tossing the car into drive.

"Where are we going?" Hinata asked curiously. She had already planned on convincing Naruto to waste some time with her but she honestly expected him to put up a bit of a fight. She thought Naruto would've tried to force her to take off the spell then instantly kick her out of his prized vehicle.

"I'm hungry." Was all he said before pulling off.

He was really trying here. Like really trying.

Sasuke tossed another side glance at the bubbly pink-haired girl who was currently in his passenger seat. She was talking to him about… a lot of things…

Honestly, if someone put a gun to his head and asked him exactly what was she was talking about, he'd be a dead man. At first, the girl had tried to make conversation. Asking him billions of questions and only getting one note responses from him in return. She quickly realized he wasn't a talkative person and decide to fill the silence with her own voice.

Hinata told him to be charming, to be nice, to 'woo her'.

But for fuck's sake she was so fucking annoying.

"-And that's when I had to drown the baby in the river-"

"Huh?" Sasuke snapped his head from the road to glance at the pinkette in confusion.

Sakura giggled at his reaction. "I was just joking! I wanted to see if u were paying attention." She replied with a smirk, "Seems you weren't doing a very good job."

Oh...

"Oh." He replied, focusing back onto the road.

A half beat later he remembered he was supposed to be nice, charming, and 'woo-ing' and tossed in a half-assed "Sorry, I'll pay more attention."

That seemed to brighten her spirits and the girl hopped right back into talking his ear off. Sasuke almost cried in joy when he finally pulled into the driveway of a surprisingly very suburban-looking home. Sasuke glanced over at Sakura who was eagerly unbuckling her seatbelt and grabbing at her bags in the backseat. He knew that Sakura and Naruto lived together but a whole entire house seemed a bit much…

He would've asked why they lived in a house but he didn't want to entice Sakura into another speech about herself.

The house itself was very...homey.

Lots of drapey things, rugs, and pillows.A big living room and kitchen with lots of appliances and color. It felt like a family home. Not the home of a young couple. As she lead them back to her room Sasuke noticed Family photos hung up on the wall. Kid Sakura with her parents. Kid Sakura's firsts snow day. Kid Sakura sitting on some old lady's lap, Kid Sakura everywhere. So it was her family home…

Sakura closed the door to her room before jumping onto the bed. Her room was white with excessive pastel pink accents. Boy band posters, jewelry, pillows, and teddy bears were in every nook and cranny of the room. And Sakura seemed quite content within this eyesore of a room. Sasuke didn't really know what to do. So he decided to stand by the door… awkwardly. He felt so out of place in the presence of all that pink...and plushy stuff.

Sakura laughed at the slightly disgusted face he probably didn't even realize he was making. "I know what your thinking. I just haven't changed up my room much since middle school. Come sit down"

Sasuke nodded and sat down on the opposite side of the bed. He felt like a five-year-old with his hands folded in his lap. The offbeat silence quickly filled the room and the two quickly found themselves in a very awkward staring contest.

Shit. He was supposed to be making her relax and get her to open up so he could figure out where the book was. Not sitting around like a dumbass.

Sakura cleared her throat and followed it up with an awkward chuckle. "Uh… so um, like what did you need help with exa-"

"I thought you lived with Naruto?"

Sakura's jade eyes widened in shock at his question. She expected him to avoid all things 'personal' when it came to her. "Oh, um yea we do?"

"You do?" Sasuke raised a brow

"Y-yes!"

"You live with Naruto and your parents? They must be pretty chill." Sasuke muttered, scratching his cheek. He was trying to keep the conversation going but honestly, he had already lost interest. Sasuke looked up after hearing the girl falter in her usual quick responses. Sakura was silent, her eyes focused on one of the many pictures of her father and mother on her wall.

"Nah it just me and Naruto. My parents travel a lot so they left the house to me and went off to see the world my senior year. So it's just been me and Naruto since."

Sasuke looked towards the wall. In every photo, her parents were together with her or clearly were taken by one or the other parent. Her parents just up and went to see the world and left her behind? Their family seemed to close.

"Don't you miss them?"

Sakura frowned, and looked down at her hands, her bottom lip was clenched between her teeth. She brushed her hair out of her face just a tad, and peaked out from behind those pastel pink locks with watery jade eyes that looked as deep as an ocean.

"Yea, everyday."

Sasuke silently nodded. And in an effort to be nice he placed what he hoped was a comforting hand on her shoulder.

She smiled sadly up at him, begging for his sympathy within her eyes.

But Sasuke could smell the blood on the house. He could smell the thousand different nuances of old blood all the way from down the street before they even pulled in. He could hear the 2 faint heartbeats upstairs, he could especially smell the fresh blood in the room above him as it slowly seeped into the floorboards. And he could feel Sakura's heart racing a mile a minute through his palm.

She was a con artist. So he could be one too.

"Sakura, in all honesty, I didn't come here to study. I came here for you…" Gently he brushed a few strands of hair behind her ear. And enjoyed the sound of her blood rushing towards her face. Turning her a bright red.

Omg pls don't kill me. Ik i haven't updated in a while but my winter break is officially over! I'm back and im hella fired up. THIS FIC WILL NOT GO UNFINISHED. This is a promise i want to make to myself and to you readers. In the next couple days I'm going to go through and REALLY deep scrub this fic of its mistakes (as best as i can) I want to take this more seriously and I really hope you guys enjoy going on this journey with me. I was in a dark spot these past couple weeks ngl, but reading fanfiction really helped me. And so I want to see this thing through to the end. No matter what 100%