A/N- I would like to apologize to you my readers. I wrote this story in 2015 and it was never finished. Last week when I decided to redo/finish the story. I deleted 6 chapters. Left chapter one up and re-did the summery. So my new summery attracted new readers, but you all were reading the 2015 third POV. Chapter One is edited to first person and it pretty much an the same, but with a few edits.

This chapter is written in first person.

CHAPTER TWO

I'm human, I recited to myself asI ran through the streets of Konoha with a curse on my lips. No matter how many alarms I set, I couldn't get myself to wake up at the crack of dawn. It didn't really matter honestly. I was always there before Kakashi. Besides, there's no tellinghow long I'll have to wait once I get there. I should have stayed asleep a little longer. In no rush, I took my time getting to my destination walking on the homes of the Leaf Village. Better to avoid the judgy, fearful, and pitying eyes of the villagers. Even if that meant I was at the mercy of the sun. Why some feared me I didn't know.

I tugged at the orange hood over my head to shield my blue eye from the glare. Being out in the day makes me so damn tired. It didn't matter if I slept at night. Being awake in the sun was is like trying to resist to breath. If I didn't pop caffeine pills like candy, I would be out cold. I learned quickly that if I didn't cover up, I'd get a nasty sun burn. Which brings me to my suffocating clothing. Not an inch of my skin was exposed except for my face. Can't completely copy Shino's look, now can I? The shadow of my hood kept my skin from being exposed and I always ware sunblock.

Countless tweaks to that bloody seal on my stomach, this side effect and a few I would never admit to my godfather, he couldn't get rid of. So, I'm human, well, as much as a human I can be with a dormant vampire virus running through my veins. I sighed and jumped to the next roof, "I begged that pervy sage to kill me."

Twelve-year old Naruto groaned awake feeling sick. My stomach rolled and twisted with nausea. How was it possible that I could feel hot and cold at the same time? I couldn't stop shaking, yet I was dripping with sweat. Another wave of queasiness rolled through me. I gagged, wanting to dump my guts on the floor, but I had nothing to vomit. Sweat beaded my forehead at the change in temperature, but nothing in this room was changing. Only me. I was bitten and you're not supposed to feel pain in death, right? I wanted to cry for help, but I could only manage a weak moan. So thirsty. Why can't I stop thinking about blood?

"NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!"

"Naruto, you got to calm down!" Jairaya cooed in a soothing voice. "I can make it go away. I know you don't want this; if you don't calm down though…I can't save you."

The pervy sage was there next to me with a panic looking face. I felt the coolness of a wet cloth touch my head, but it was doing little reprieve. I tried to breathe through it, I really did, but I couldn't get my heart to slow down. It was beating too fast and irregularly. I couldn't focus and the scent coming off Jiraiya, Kami, was making me salivate with thirst. "Please kill me Jiraiya," I growl through clenched teeth. "I don't care about life if it means I have to-ahhhhh my chest hurts. Make it stop make it stop MAKE IT STOP!" I yelled, "I can't do that. I won't do that!" If I wasn't chained to this damn table, I'd have killed myself as soon as I realized what this hell was. I yanked and tugged at my restraints, but they held tight.

I didn't like the way my voice was changing. I didn't like how much I wanted to know if Jiraiya tasted as good as he smelled. So, I avoided looking at my godfather. "Kill me. Kill me. Kill me. Kill me." I wailed. A wall of raged slammed at me and I glared at the human with hate. "Kill me!"

Jiraiya was as pale as a ghost with tears streaming down his face. My burning eyes locked on the throbbing artery in his neck. My teeth began to ache as if something was trying to push through them. They pulsed with pain with each beat of my heart.

"Na-Naruto please!" Jiraiya pleaded for his god-son to calm down, but I was too distressed-wasn't thinking clearly. Jiraiya watched as the seal he had placed on the boy just yesterday begin to glow brighter and start to dissolve quickly.

Naruto let out a howl of pain this time and Jiraiya swore he lost yet another ten years on his life. He needed more time before he could reinforced it. The amount of chakra on the first time had been greater than he'd anticipated. He needed another day at least before he could attempt a stronger seal. _

It took that pervy sage a month before he had a seal strong enough to stop that terrible agonizing thirst. Since the final adjustment though nothing has happened to it. Thank Kami. I can run around in the sun for the most part and eat food like a normal human. I can't really call myself that anymore, huh. My skin is sensitive to the sun, the scent of blood is easy to resist, but that didn't mean it didn't smell good. I have a neck fetish, and I can't stand getting up early in the morning. I'm human.

I approached the gate with a scowl on my face. My mood tinted dark from the memory. The whole month that I was stuck in transition I begged him to end it. My pleas only got more desperate with each time he modified the thing. The echoes of the thirst were always still there, always screaming the same damn word over and over in my head-blood. Despite that I should have died, I was gratefully to him. The jutsu nearly stole his life trying to put it on me.

"Jeeze, Naruto can't you ever be on time just once?" Said an irritated pink haired green eyes Sakura Haruno. Speaking of pretty necks. I appreciated Sakura's for a few moments before imagining wrapping my fingers around it and squeezing. I used to have a lot more patients for people's bullshit, but things tended to set me off more than it should. I looked away and eyed Sasuke who caught me staring. As much as the gloomy ninja scowled and brooded, he obviously had a thing for Sakura. It wasn't like she would ever notice though, not until Sasuke started giving her the time of day.

Turning back to her I spoke, "I don't understand why you two just don't show up as late as me. Kakashi's never on time."

Sakura stood from where she was crouched on the ground. That was when I noticed the very tall white-furred dog Akamaru. SHIT! Why didn't she warn me? As soon as the dog saw me, he began to whimper and started shaking with fear. And I never know why. It wasn't like he was afraid of vampires. Akamaru had no problems tearing into a vampire's throat. I'm human yet the dog is terrified of me.

"Naruto! What the hell did you do this time to Akamaru?" Kiba said with an accusing tone that ticked one of my nerves.

"Exist," Sasuke replied with a smile. He was leaning against the walls of the village with his arms crossed over his chest.

I glared at the teme for his snarky reply. It's too damn early for this. "Not helping."

"Not trying to." Was his reply.

Kiba charged over to me with a glower on his face, but I wasn't concerned with him. Inside I was panicking because If he was here, that means Hinata Hygua was here too. I spotted her talking to Shino. An all too familiar upsurge of desire trembled through my bones at the site of her. Immediately, I turned away and retreated with quick steps. I didn't give a shit if it looked like I was running away from Kiba, but apparently, he did.

I felt his grip on my hood and swore inwardly. The moment my skin touched the sun's I activated the substitution jutus. Akamaru was now in Kiba's grip and I stood next to Sasuke in the shade covering my face with the hood of my coat. Not to just avoid Kiba, but Hinata as well. Kiba suddenly appeared in my vision. I flinched away slamming my head against the concreate wall. "Fuck!" I yelled.

"Today is not the day for this Kiba," Sasuke warned with a smile on his face, "Well, no day ever seems like a good day for Naruto."

I side glared at Sasuke, but kept my mouth shut. I was starting to feel hot-blooded, but I wanted to keep a lid on it because I've scared Hinata one too many times with my anger already.

Grabbing a fist full of my jacket in his grip, Kiba yanked me to his face. His slited black eyes flared with hate and bared his teeth at me. His aggression was infectious. The dark part of me hungered for the violence. I bit my tongue to keep my own growl from escaping. It wasn't a human instinct, so I forced it down and answered with silence.

"I asked you a question Uzumaki." He shook me roughly in his grip, the movement forcing my hood from my head. I closed my eyes and winced from the pain as my skin begun to blaze.

Muteness wasn't the answer this time. "Let go," I warned.

"Kiba, let him go." Shino spoke, "You know Akamaru is afraid of Naruto. You know about Naruto's skin condition. You're just being a bully."

"And why is that? Huh? Akamaru liked him when we were younger then suddenly, he's afraid of him. That wouldn't happen unless he did something to him!" Kiba yelled, his voice full off accession.

"I didn't touch or do anything to your damn dog." I opened my eyes against the rays of the sun and glared murder at Kiba. If he didn't let go soon, I couldn't be held accountable for my actions. After all I did warn him. I was fully prepared to kill him if he didn't let go. "I'm not going to tell you again mutt," This time the growl did escape my chest before I could stop it. Kiba paled at the sound.

In a puff of smoke Kurenai-sensei appeared and twisted both of my arms to my back forcing me to drop my shuriken. Her other hand yanked my hood back over my head forcing me to look at the ground. Shit, did my eyes change? "Kiba, it would be in your best interest not to antagonize Naruto so early in the morning. He gets a bit cranky." She handed me off to Sakura who was waiting in the shade with a bottle of sunblock then turned back to her student. "You know better than to pick a fight against someone you can't win against."

Kiba opened his mouth to says something, but Kurenai-sensei stop him before he could, "I don't want to hear it. You know I speak only the truth. Sit down and cool off until Kakashi gets here."

Kiba relaxed with no choice to do anything else but glare a me. He turned away, but not before saying, "Freak," loud enough for both teams to hear it.

Sasuke looked at me with eye that were way too watchful, but I ignored him. If my skin had turned black in the sun, I'm sure he would have staked me in the heart and beheaded me without so much as a blink. I glanced at Hinata, but she wasn't even looking at me. She was busy calming Akamaru. Regardless, my thoughts cooled at the sight of her. Today her pale toes were painted a light purple. As a kid she would paint her toes a new color every week and it was always a variation of purple. So, I started looking for a color that matched her eyes. I've looked in every new village that I've visit; yet, there's hasn't been a color out there to match Hinata's. They were a pale lavender color and at night they seemed to emit a soft glow that would hypnotize me. My eyes trailed to her neck. Hinata always kept her head band there and it only added to her allure. I've never seen her throat so I could only imagine it as pale as the rest of her skin. Shimmering like white snow in the sun. Underneath were the web of arteries pumping the sweet blood underneath. Making her warm skin flush with a dust of color. I closed my eyes to banish the image from my thoughts. I'm human. I chanted in my head once again, but kami my teeth ache. It was a sign that today is going to be one of my hard days.

I was woken up by a sharp pain in my side, "Wake up idiot Kakashi's here." My eyelids rebelled. The fogginess in my mind my mind was so oppressive. Groggily, I reached for an auto-injector. Without pulling it out I pushed the needle into my thigh. Instantly, the thick murkiness receded, and I was able to focus on Kakashi.

The silver haired ninja was somewhat of a mysterious to us. His headband laid horizontal on his face covering his right eye. A mask coved his face all the way up to his nose. The only visible facial feature is his left eye.

"We got wind of one of Orachimarus nest," he says wasting no time. "The Kazekage of the Sand Village has asked for assistance to investigate a nest near the border for missing his missing ninjas. He has reported to Lady Tsunada that his ninjas have looked all over the Land of Wind and can't locate the bodies. Our mission is to enter the nest and locate the missing ninjas dead or alive. If they've turned, we are to execute them and return their headbands to the Kazekage.

At the news Sasuke instantly perked up, Sakura paled, and I released a groan. Nests are breeding grounds for vampires. Where ever there was a nest, there tended to be a lot of bodies and Akatsuki. Rouge ninja vampires that directly work with Orochimaur. Sasuke's brother, who murdered his own clan, is rumored to be one of them.

"How many missing ninjas?" Sakura asked.

"Twelve, we are to assist team eight whom have done reconnaissance for two days. Currently there hasn't been any signs of an Akatsuki member, but the nest is estimated to have at least fifty vamps inside."

We checked our supplies and took off. While we traveled Kakashi laid out the plan. "Team eights job is to gather as much intel from the vamps. Our job is to protect them and locate the missing ninjas while they gather info. No survivors unless they are human. You are to stay together and not break formation for any reason. Teamwork is the key to your survival. You might be able to dispatch a few on your own, but don't get cocky." He had said that last part while giving a knowing look at me and Sasuke.

We looked at each other and smirked. Game on, I not coming in second place this time. I'm going to kill the most vampires-believe it. _

The two teams arrived at their destination the sun was high in the sky, but most of the sunlight was blocked by the canopy of trees overhead. A large tree shaded the entrance to a cave below.

"I count 20 thralls at the entrance," voiced Hinata with her byakugan activated.

"Twenty? Isn't that a little much?" I voice.

"Mmmm, that's more than we original counted," said Kurenai-sensei spoke. "Keep your guard up, we do not know if there are any patrolling outside of Hinata's sight.

Thralls are humans with vampire blood in them. Majority of them wanted to be a part of the undead and few were just helpless victims. Despite that, they were still human, meaning we aren't allowed to kill them.

"Shino, can you incapacitate them?" Kurenai asked?

Bugs began to crawl out of Shino's coat headed to the entrance of the cave, "my friends will paralyze them long enough for us to take out the nest." He replied.

The guy has bugs living inside him and I get called a freak.

I noticed Sakura inch closer to Sasuke as the insects got a little closer to her. I glanced over to observe Hinata's reaction. She didn't move any closer to Kiba to my relief. It's not like I mind them talking, not really. I just didn't want those two to become an item. Why did I even care? I wasn't sure. I swore off any kind of romantic relationships after Hinata and I had our first date two years ago. At 15 I was always hormonal and Hinata was filling out in all the right places. I knew she liked me, so I asked her out. She was cooking raman for me and cut herself on a knife. Her blood had painted her pale hand so beautifully. I was transfixed and a sweet fragrance had overpowered the smells of the broth in my kitchen. Everyone's blood had a pleasant scent, but Hinata's had been damn near irresistible. I panicked and told her not too nicely to get the hell out of my apartment.

Now I'm prepared to live my life alone until I die. To this day I still don't understand what happen. The seal on my stomach hadn't gave me any indication that I was transitioning. I've been around Sakura's and Sasuke's blood and never had there's smelled like Hinata's. If she wasn't bleeding, I could be around her. I'd rather be safe then play with chance, so I avoid her like the plague. My allusiveness cost me my relationship with her and now Kiba's been at her side like a horny dog. Kiba isn't a bad guy. There's no reason to dislike him, though a deep part of me sill hates him around Hinata though.

A bug flew back to Shino's hand. "They are down." He reported.

"Sakura, Sasuke, Naruto, we're up. Naruto, leave a Shadow Clone with team eight."

I did as instruct then launched myself into the darkness that is hell-ready to destroy the vampires.

Heavy gloom pressed against us as we journeyed through the cave. Even though vampires slept in the day, some of the stronger ones could resist the call of the sun and stay up like the Akatsuki. Every cave opening was checked for vampires with the aid of Sasuke's flames, but one after another we came up empty. After what felt like the 20th entrance Kakashi stopped us. The smell of old sour blood was thick in the air and I could practically taste it. I wanted to heave. I covered my mouth and nose to mute the pungent odor.

"Oh man, it reeks in here," Sakura whispered. She had her nose tucked into the elbow of her arm.

"Ok, what the hell is going on? We have fresh human blood running through our veins! Come at me!" I yelled irritated that I haven't stabbed anything in the chest yet.

"Shhh Naruto! Are you trying to get us killed?" voiced Sakura.

"Really, Sakura? You're shushing me. It's not like they can't already hear us coming? They should have been at our throats-" Suddenly I felt some of my chakra return.

"What is it?" Sasuke asked immediately knowing something was off with me.

"My shadow clone was destroyed-by Kiba." I pulled out a wooden tip kunai. "Hinata says we're surrounded. They can't get to us."

"We're surrounded? By fifty plus vampires?" Sakura said hesitantly.

I smiled with anticipation. We were covered from the sun. I was no longer feeling lethargic. Taking out some my frustration on blood sucking daemons, "Not a problem. SHADOW CLONE JUTUS!"

The cave erupted in chaos. My clones scattered. Some going deeper into the caves and some back to the entrance to thin out the vampires. I didn't use the jutus often because most of our missions were in the day. I had to be alert and focused when I used it, or I would lose consciousness. In a bigger place, I could make thousands, but the narrow space wouldn't allow for so many. This skill labeled me a freak too. I seemed to have an endless supply of chakra another side effect from being a freak, I guess.

I imagined the white-haired vampire with glasses, the one that bit me, in every single vampire before me. The embers of rage inside me ignite. I smashed my clenched fist into the face of the nearest vamp. Bone and teeth snapped under the force of my punch. In the next second, I had a steak buried in his chest. I swung my arm in an arch and beheaded the another. A sick twisted smile that grew every time I beheaded or impaled one of them. These fiends ruined my life. Took everything from me! I relished the slaughter. Their blood painted the walls. I stepped on their ashes like the insignificant trash they were.

I looked up in time to avoid a flying vampire. Sakura's punches and kicks were deadly. Trenches and cracks now added to the chaos. Vampires that didn't move fast enough were suddenly in a halo of sunlight and were fried instantly. I avoided those pockets of lights at all cost. Does she even know the meaning of pulling her punches?

The walls of the cave trembled with the force of them. One of the vampires avoided her attack grabbed at her extended arm. With a hiss it opened his fangs mouth ready to strike like a coiled snake.

"Fire Style: Fireball Justu!" A ball of fire sailed passed me and toward Sakura's attacker. The vampire erupted into a fiery blaze. It let go of Sakura and tried to put itself out, but she waisted no time and put a steak in its heart.

A familiar scent perfumed the air with its sweet fragrance. I covered my mouth and nose to mute aroma. I swore thousand times over in my head while taking short pulls of air, but the scent made my mouth water involuntarily-the smell of blood was much more intense suddenly. With a thought I disabled my shadow clones in hopes of weakening my sense of smell. The perfume of her blood was still in my nose though. I'm human, I'm human, I don't want her blood. I sang vehemently in my head.

"Kakashi!" the woman with red eyes and raven black hair came rushing down the tunnel. I tried to remember her name, but it was like trying to catch a rabbit in a ball of snakes. My thoughts kept going back to one word. Blood. Automatically I sought out the source for my scatter thoughts. A pale, lavender haired kunoichi. A bright angry red cut marred her cheek. The sight of her made my head hurt. I clenched at it and withdrew deeper into the cave. Away from her. It shouldn't be possible, faintly the seal on my stomach pulsed with heat and the first echoes of the thirst brush against my throat.

SHIT!