Sasuke quickly flipped open the book, scanning over the table of contents. There had to be something in there he could use to escape. His mind wandered to that technique Hinata had used, her eyes sharpening, veins throbbing deliciously under her skin. Absentmindedly he shifted.

It wasn't like the magic he had seen her use, It had to be some type of physical ability that her lineage allowed her to use. Maybe his vampire blood had something similar?

His hand ghosted the slightly tanned paper, it was very taught almost texture was a bit disturbing, he didn't even want to think about what it could be made of. The handwriting was feathery and long, it also looked very rushed. As if the person writing it had been on a time crunch. He turned each page, barely reading, just glancing here and there till he found… something.

He wasn't sure what he was looking for, just something that would catch his eye.

Blood substitutes, cape care, blood rights, a family tree, the power of sugesti-

He stopped. Turning back to the page he had just breezed past. That had sounded interesting.

After you've properly consumed your first blood, suggestion will come at ease to you. You might not even realize you've done it in some instances. The manipulation of pheromones leaves even the most strict human to the bends of our whims. With considerate effort and concentration, you will elevate your pheromones and affect the decision making of a human quite considerably. With practice, I've seen even some brethren suggest a human to kill themselves with quite ease. I of course struggle to do so on such a level since I've chosen to refrain from the spilling of human blood. But don't denounce my teachings, my good fellow. The process is all but the same.

Here I will instruct you on how to achieve your desired effect.

First, consume blood. You may have already fed and have no desire to feed for quite some time but the blood will help boost your control and efficiency. Pigs blood or even cow will do but if you want a stronger outcome human is always the preference.

Next, you must focus on your goal. I prefer meditation but how you manifest your goal will of course vary. The manifestation of a goal requires you to vividly picture what you want to happen in your mind, down to the last detail.

And finally, you must project that manifestation upon your target. This may all sound complicated but trust me with diligent practice you will master the art of suggestion, the difficult part will be the manifestation. You must picture your desired action clearly and completely in your mind's eye. I myself require at least 10 minutes of peaceful meditation before being able to manifest but I've met quite a few brethren who have become so skillful that they can impose their will on a human in the blink of the eye.

Sasuke blinked. That couldn't actually be possible... right? He thought back to how he actually managed to get Sakura to even give him the book, and how he made her make him more onigiri so he could have more time to read. Was that him doing it unconsciously? Or was she just stupid?

He scratched his head looking around. His cellmates were still spinning lazily.

The power of suggestion huh?

He stood up from his spot against the wall, dipping a finger in the basin of one of the girls strung up. She didn't protest so he continued, slipping the red fingertip into his mouth. The blood was cold and a bit congealed from sitting there. It was tangy and bitter.

He frowned, it didn't taste bad per se but, it wasn't like Hinata's.

He pulled the basin from under the girl and brought it to his lips. He closed his eyes as he drank and tried to imagine it was Hinata's. Smooth, warm, soothing, like liquid gold heaven. Hinata's blood was tame yet sweet. He never really liked sweet things but Hinata's sweetness was balanced and full. It made him think back to his childhood when his mom and he would pick honeysuckles from the garden and drink the soft light Nektar.

His tongue ghosted the rim of the basin.

The extra blood left his body humming. His muscles felt like they were rolling and flexing under his skin. He licked his lips, wiping away the last traces of red. He sat back down in his corner and closed his eyes.

Mapping out the entire room in his head. Picturing Sakura walking down the stairs. Her opening the cage, giving him the book. Letting him go.

It was a long shot, but he would have to try.

"SAKURA!"

Sakura blinked, Sasuke needed her again? She looked at the stove, she almost forgot the onigiri! That's probably what he was calling for.

"Anyways I gotta go! Sasuke's calling for me. But you can text her and get her to come to the spot. I'm on the way now so I can set up a bit before she gets there."

She hung up the phone before that idiot had a chance to respond. Picking up the newly made plate of onigiri Sakura merrily skipped down the foreboding staircase. Everything was lining up. The road had been a long and bumpy one but she was almost there! Sasuke was going to be hers in just a few hours!

The light hum of the generator grew louder the deeper she went on her descent into the basement. Sasuke could be seen with his back turned away from the bars. His shoulders were slumped and his breathing was labored and slow judging by the shaky yet slow puff to his back.

"Sasuke?" Sakura gasped, scurrying over to the bars.

Bending down she placed the plate of onigiri onto the concrete just in front of the bars. Looking up from her low crouch Sakura felt the air catch in her lungs.

His face was bloody black. And his eyes were impossibly red.

"Come here."

Smiling Sakura stood up, red eyes locked with hers. Sasuke's gaze patiently followed her as the girl walked over to the cage door, and unlocked it with ease.

He smirked, the technique was honestly a lot easier than his mysterious ancestor made it out to be. Now that he had discovered his abilities he could probably WILL the pink-haired girl to sit still while he drained her of every drop.

"Sakura is Naruto's kill"

Hinata's warning rang through his head. Frowning he tucked his murderous intent away. Even though he really wanted to kill the bitch Hinata was honestly a lot scarier. He would have to listen to the mysterious beauties commands for now..

Sasuke bit his lip, excitement bubbling in his chest as he made his way out of the bloody cage. A great idea had formed in the young vampire's mind. Cracking the Hyuuga mystery might've just gotten way easier…

"Here" With a dismissive sigh, he grabbed a random book off the shelf.

"This is your spellbook." There was a tone of finality in his voice. Sakura in her daze just smiled, taking the book on- fairy dissection- and tucking it into her chest.

Experimentally Sasuke poked the girl's cheek. Her smile and dazed look went un-affected by his prodding. With a shrug, he left the green-eyed witch in her basement. Practically skipping up the stairs. The thick darkness and heavy atmosphere instantly broke as he pushed open the kitchen door.

"Fucking final-"

Sasuke, can you hear me?

His neck almost snapped as his head whipped around, searching for the familiar phantom voice.

"Hinata?!"

A/N: Yes i deserve all these rotten tomatoes thrown at my face. I haven't updated in FOREVER. im trash yes i know... But hey im back in dis bitch.