Author's Note: Sasuke is not a demon anymore, he's human. Ino acts as the eldest with freezing and blowing up power; Sakura is the youngest whitelighter-witch and Hinata is the levitation and psychic-touch witch. Tenten was their beloved sister who died in a battle with a wind demon. Sorry for the long update; preoccupied with my other fic: The Cinderella Makeover Naruto Style.

I hope you'd enjoy this chappie!


Chapter 3

Hinata, or rather her body (being possessed by Hanabi) was running down the street after slipping out unnoticed from the club's back door.

Hey Hanabi? Where are we going? Hinata unconsciously bit her lip. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea after all to allow her ancestor to possess her body even though it's for a little while. But, Hanabi wasn't even answering her!

Hinata concentrated on watching where they were going. She couldn't turn her head or even make her eyes glance to the left or right. But she tried to remember everything they passed, in case she could get control of herself later and make her way back to the Halliwell Mansion.

Her footsteps slowed as she turned down a small, dark side street. She caught sight a neon sign over a metal door. The neon was shaped like an eye. Inconspicuously, she pushed open the metal door and stepped into a tiny room. One bare light bulb hung from the ceiling. An ancient woman with a shawl over her head sat on a big ugly cushion in the center of the room.

"Are we at a fortune teller's?" Hinata asked. "Is she at least a witch or a false prophet?" The woman raised an eyebro and looked at Hinata as if she'd heard her. "No offense," Hinata added, just in case.

The old lady beckoned for her to sit down, and Hanabi lowered Hinata's body onto the floor. She stared right into the fortune-teller's eyes. Hinata gasped as the old woman looked at her. She had a feeling this old woman could see not only Hanabi but Hinata as well.

"You are too complicated," the woman said. "I dare not tell this fortune."

"Fine. But please help me. I need a crystal and a place to scry," Hanabi said. "I'm looking for my husband." She dug around in Hinata's pocket and pulled out a ten-dollar bill.

"Hey!" Hinata exclaimed.

Hanabi ignored her.

The old woman snatched the money from Hanabi and pulled a crystal from a fold in her robe. "Scry for your demon husband," she said. "But make it quick."

--

The servant watched nervously as the Lord held the glass bowl in his massive hands. It was the only seeing bowl they had left; the Lord had shattered all the others with his claws. If this one broke, the Lord's fury will know no bounds. And he would vent his fury on those most easily available…like the servant.

Slowly, the Lord placed the seeing bowl on the altar. Relived, the servant rushed to fill it with water. He held his hand up for the witch's pendant, making sure he didn't look the Lord in the eye. The Lord hated that sort of insubordination. The Lord placed the cameo n his hand.

Gently, the servant put the pendant into the seeing bowl. It floated on the surface of the water as the magic began. The servant backed away, covering his eyes so he would not hear the words of the spell the Lord used to activate the seeing bowl. Knowing the spell was grounds for execution in the Lord's opinion.

The bowl came to life, scenes flashing across the water and reflecting on the glass side of the bowl.

"I have her!" The Lord roared. He pointed one claw into the empty air, and a hole opened in the fabric of space. "Go!" he commanded. "Bring her to me immediately."

The servant leaped through the hole. He would bring the Lord his witch. Or he would die.

--

"I see him," Hanabi said excitedly. The fortune-teller glanced up from across the room but didn't say a word.

Hinata groaned in frustration. Now, her ancestor was going to take her straight to a demon.

Hanabi stood up and left the fortune-teller's while Hinata tried to keep her legs from moving. It didn't work. Outside, Hanabi drifted further down the darkened street. Hinata focused all of her energy on her feet. Stop moving, she told them.

They stopped. "I did it!" cried Hinata, triumphantly.

"No, you didn't," Hanabi told her. "I did."

For a split second, Hinata was no longer the inhabitant of her body. "Hey! Why did you do that?" Hinata asked, indignantly.

"I must call for him now," Hanabi said. She closed her eyes.

Hinata's entire brain was beginning to fill with the images of a dashing young man. Hinata shared Hanabi's thoughts, and it felt like watching a movie of the silver-haired man's life, from his days as a brutal demon to his centuries as a lonely widower pining for his lost wife.

Her eyes opened. Hanabi slumped to the ground, exhausted.

"Hanabi? Are you okay?" Hinata asked, concerned.

Hanabi spoke to her in her mind. "It has been a hundred years since I used my powers. Now that I'm dead, I have to channel my powers through the pendant. It's hard work."

"Umm… what pendant?"

"When I was alive, I did a spell to put my powers into a pendant, so my powers would still exist even after my death. During my lifetime, I just simply wore the pendant around my neck. It was just like having my powers in my body. But I left word for Kakashi to bury me with the pendant when I died," Hanabi continued tiredly.

"So, you died, but your powers didn't." Hinata finished her explanation.

"I wanted the love spell to last forever," Hanabi said. "But now I'm trying to use the powers from a pendant halfway around the world. It's exhausting…"

Now's my chance, Hinata thought. With all her strength, Hinata willed her body to move under her control, and it did!

"I have to get back before everyone get's worried."

Hinata had only taken two steps when the alley filled with a swirling wind, and Kakashi appeared.

--

The servant reached for Madame Pamela's head Using the Lord's power, he could read her thoughts to tell him where the witch had gone. He dared not go back to the Lord without the witch. It would mean certain death.

Madame Pamela raised one finger. The servant's hand stopped as if it had hit a wall.

"Witch!" he grunted, surprised.

"No," Madame Pamela replied. "I am not a witch. But the likes of you cannot harm me."

"Tell me where the witch is, woman!" the servant roared, using the Lord's voice.

Madame Pamela leaned forward and put her grizzled old face close to his. She stared into his eyes. The servant squirmed, trying to back away from her. Bt he couldn't move. It was as if she held him snared in a web.

"Your master's powers do not frighten me," she said. "You will not find the witch here. But I shall not stop you from looking for her."

She closed her eyes, and the servnt fell backward as if he'd been pushed. Scrambling away from her, he turned toward the door. He would search the streets. He had no other choice.

--

Ino let go of Naruto's hand and looked around. She was worried when Sakura came out from the bathroom frantically; Hinata was gone. The two sisters quickly dragged Naruto in to see if he could sense her. Meanwhile, Sasuke demanded that he be brought along even though without powers, he might be a burden to them all.

The four of them had orbed into a small, dingy room. They could barely fit in.

"The Charmed Ones. I have been expecting you," said a creaky voice.

Ino turned to see an old woman standing in the corner. Her face was covered in a thousand wrinkles, but her eyes looked young and alive.

"You Do not have much time. Your sister isn't in control of her body."

"How do you know that?" Sakura asked.

Ino studied the woman's face. "You're psychic," she said at last. "You're a true fortune-teller."

Madame Pamela smiled. "I am many things. But as it happens, I saw your sister. The other witch was controlling her body, but I could see your sister in her eyes."

"Is she all right?" Sasuke asked, beckoning himself forward.

Madame Pamela gazed at him. "She is in danger…because of you."

Sasuke's mouth dropped open in astonishment.

"What?" Ino cried. "What kind of danger?"

"The other witch seeks to save her lover. Your sister is sympathetic to this love."

"Because of me," Sasuke murmured. "She thinks Hanabi and her lover's are just like us. Her lover is a demon."

"But that's not true," Ino said. "You're not a demon anymore. The evil part of you vanquished. " She knew Hinata tended to be emotional and sometimes impulsive, but surely she could see the difference between the two situations. Couldn't she?

"Madame, can you see what will happen?" Sakura asid.

The old woman shook her head. "It is clouded."

"You said she was here," Naruto said. "Where did she go?"

"She scried for her demon. When she found him, she realized he was too far away. She left."

"Where?" Ino asked. "Where did she go?"

"She was going to call for him," Madame Pamela replied. "She wanted to be alone."

"We're going to find her!" Sasuke yanked the door open.

"There is more," Madame Pamela said. "A demon."

"You mean the witch's lover?" Naruto asked.

"No, a serving demon," the old woman said. "He was sent here to find her. He left in search of your sister. If he finds her, he will bring her to his master, and she will be killed."

Ino and Sakura couldn't believe their ears. Madame Pamela sounded perfectly calm. "You mean, you just let a demon walk out of here when you knew he was after our sister?" they both demanded.

Madame Pamela looked straight into Ino and Sakura's eyes. They could see thousand of souls within the old woman's gaze. This was no ordinary fortune-teller!

"You're right," Madame Pamela murmured as if she had heard both their thoughts "I am Fate. I see many things, but I cannot interfere. Sometimes good wins, sometimes evil. It is the balance of the two matters. My job is to preserve the balance."

"Are you saying that my sister may have to die to preserve the balance?" Ino asked in a trembling voice. Losing one sister had been awful enough; she couldn't stand to lose another.

Madame Pamela reached out an old, wrinkled hand. She touched Ino's cheek. "I'm unable to see the outcome," she replied. "Your sister interfered with Fate by allowing the other witch to come from the word of the dead. Only time will tell how it ends." She looked around at all of them; Sasuke stood at the half-opened door numbly. "You must hurry," she said. "The serving demon will find her very soon."

--

"Kakashi," Hanabi cried with Hinata's voice, "my love!"

Kakashi's eyes lit up, and he stepped eagerly toward Hinata, embracing her tightly against his hard chest.

At that moment, Sasuke came bursting around the corner.


It's getting so juicy!...