Authors note:

Hello! This is my first fanfic and I'm adapting it from L.J Smith's book 'Secret Vampire'. I apologize if I have made any mistakes and would appreciate it with you give me suggestions on how I can improve. Please remember to R&R! Thank you and God bless.


The Night World… Love was never so scary.

The Night World isn't a place. It's all around us. It's a secret society of vampires, werewolves, witches and other creatures of darkness that live among us. They're beautiful and deadly and irresistible to humans. Your high school teacher could be one, and so could your boyfriend,

The Night World Laws say its okay to hunt humans. It's okay to toy with their hearts, it's even okay to kill them, there are only two things you can't do with them.

Never let them find out the Night World exists.

Never fall in love wit one of them.

These are the stories about what happens when the rules get broken


CHAPTER 1

By: Purewingz

It was the first day of summer vacation that Sakura found out she was going to die.

It happened on Monday, the first real day of vacation (the weekend didn't count). Sakura woke up late as usual and feeling glorious and weightless and thought, No school. Sunlight was streaming in the window, turning the hangings around her bed filmy gold. Sakura pushed them aside and jumped out of bed-and winced.

Ouch. That pain in her stomach again. Sort of a gnawing, as if something were eating its way out towards her back. It helped a little if she bent over.

No, Sakura thought, I simply refuse to be sick during the summer vacation. I absolutely refuse. A little power of positive thinking is what's needed here.
Grimly, doubled over-think positive, idiot! -She made her way down the hall to the turquoise-and-gold tiled bathroom. At first, she thought she was going to throw up, but then the pain eased as suddenly as it had come. Sakura straightened and regarded her tousled reflection triumphantly.

"Stick with me, kid, and you'll be fine," she whispered to it, and gave it conspiratorial wink. Then she leaned forward, seeing her large emerald narrow in suspicion. There on her nose were four freckles. Four and a half, if she were completely honest, which Sakura Kinomoto was. How childish, how-cute! Sakura stuck her tongue out at herself and then turned away with great dignity, without bothering to comb the wild auburn curls that clustered over her head.

She maintained the dignity until she got to the kitchen, where Touya, her elder brother, was reading the newspapers. Then she narrowed her eyes again, this time at him. It was bad enough to be small, slight and wavy-haired-to look, in fact, as much like an elf as anything she'd ever seen sitting on a buttercup in a children's picture book-but to have a twin brother who was tall, dark and handsome… well, that just showed a certain deliberate malice in the makeup of the universe, didn't it?

"Hello, Touya," she said in a voice heavy with menace.

Touya, who was used to his sister's moods was unimpressed. He lifted his gaze from the comic section of the newspaper for a moment, Sakura had to that he had nice eyes; emerald eyes with very dark lashes (A/N I needed to change the color of Touya's eyes to fit the story. Haha). They were the only things the siblings had in common.

"Hi, Kaiju," Touya said with a sly smile, and went back to his comics. Sakura scowled. Not many kids Sakura knew read the papers, but that was Touya for you. Like Sakura, he'd been a junior in Tomeada High (A/N I needed to change Touya's age too…) last year, and unlike Sakura, he'd made straight A's while starring in the football team, the hockey team, and the baseball team. Also serving as class president. Sakura never had seen the point of joining so many clubs. She was already in the cheerleading club, gymnastics club and choir and that was already too many. One of Sakura's greatest joys in life was teasing him. She thought he was too straight laced.

Just now she giggled and shrugged, giving up the menacing look. "Where's mom and dad?"

"Dad's at work. Mom's getting dressed. You'd better eat something or she'll get on your case"

"Yeah, yeah…" Sakura went on tiptoe to rummage through a cupboard. Finding a box of Frosted Flakes, she thrust her hands in and delicately pulled out a flake. She ate it dry.

It wasn't all bad being short and elfin. She did a few dance steps to the refrigerator, shaking the cereal box in rhythm.

"I'm a …sex pixie!" she sang, giving it a foot-stomping rhythm.

"No, you're not," Touya said with devastating calm. "And why don't you put some clothes on?"

Holding the refrigerator door open, Sakura looked down at herself. She was wearing the oversized t-shirt she'd slept in. it covered her like a mini-dress. "This is clothes," she said serenely, taking a Diet Coke from the fridge.

There was a knock at the kitchen door. Sakura saw who it was through the screen.

"Hi, Syaoran! C'mon in."

Syaoran Li came in, taking off his wrap-around Ray-Bans. Looking at him, Sakura felt a pang-as always. It didn't matter that she had seen him everyday, practically, for the past ten years. She still felt a quick sharp throb in her chest, somewhere between sweetness and pain, when first confronted with him every morning.

It wasn't just his good looks. He had dark brown hair and intense and cool amber eyes. He was the handsomest boy at Tomoeda High but that wasn't what Sakura responded to. It was something inside him, something mysterious and compelling and out of reach. It made her heart beat faster and her skin tingle.

Touya felt differently. As soon as Syaoran came in, he stiffened and his face became cold. Electric dislike flashed between the boys.

Then Syaoran smiled faintly, as if Touya's reaction amused him. "Hi."

"Hi," Touya said, not thawing in the least. Sakura had a strong sense that he'd like to bundle her up and rush up to her room. Touya always overdid the protective brother bit when James was around. "So how's Jacklyn and Michaela?" he added nastily.

Syaoran considered. "Well, I don't really know."

"You don't know? Oh, yeah, you always drop your girlfriends just before summer vacation. Leaves you free to maneuver, right?"

"Of course," Syaoran said blandly. He smiled.

Sakura, for her part, was seized with joy. Goodbye Jacklyn; Goodbye Michaela. This was going to be a wonderful summer.

Many people thought Sakura and Syaoran's relationship was platonic. This wasn't true. Sakura had known for years that she was going to marry him. It was one of her two great ambitions, the other being to see the world. She just hadn't got to informing Syaoran yet.

"Is that a new CD?" she said, to distract him from his future brother-in-law.

Syaoran hefted in. "it's the new Ethnotechno release."

Sakura cheered. "More Tuva throat singers-I can't wait. Let's go listen to it." But just then her mother walked in. Sakura's mother was cool, auburn-haired and perfect, like some heroine in a comic book (A/N changed Nadeshiko too. In fact I changed loads of characters). She wore an expression of effortless efficiency. Sakura, heading out of the kitchen, nearly ran into her.

"Sorry-morning!"

"Hold on a minute," Sakura's mother said, getting hold of Sakura by the back of her shirt. "Good morning Touya; Good morning Syaoran," she added. Touya said good morning and Syaoran nodded, ironically polite.

"Has everyone eaten breakfast?" Sakura's mother asked, and when the boys said they had, she looked at her daughter. 'And what about you?" she said, gazing at Sakura's face.

Sakura rattled the Frosted Flakes box and her mother winced. "Why dun you at least put milk on them?"

"Better this way," sakura said firmly, but when her mother gave her a little push towards the fridge, she went and got a quart carton of low fat milk.

"What are you planning to do with your first day of freedom?' her mother asked, glancing form Syaoran and Sakura.

"Oh, I dun know." Sakura looked at Syaoran. "Listen to some music; maybe go up the hills? Or drive around up to the beach?

"Whatever you want," Syaoran said. 'We've got all summer."

The summer stretched out in front of Sakura, hot and golden and resplendent. It smelled like pool chlorine and sea salt; it felt like warm grass under her back. Three whole moths, she thought. That's forever. Three months is forever.

It was strange that she was actually thinking this when it happened.

"We could check out the new shops at the Village-" she was beginning, when suddenly, the pain struck and her breath caught in her throat.

It was bad-a deep, twisting burst of agony that made her double over.

The milk carton flew from her fingers and everything when gray.


There! Haha I finished writing one chapter. Haha. I changed quite a lot of characters and please review. It will be greatly appreciated. Thank you and god bless.

Purewingz