Hey guys and welcome to another chapter of Demonic Love and the final chapter of the Tenten arc.

Before we start, just a quick word. I just want to say thank to the people who have faved and followed this story. It really means a lot to me to know there are people out there who are enjoying this story as much as I am writing it. And I'd also like the people who leave a review at the end as well.

.S - I'm glad that you like the chapter. And about the mystery revolving around how Sakura got the power in the first place. That answer will be revealed in time, in later chapters in the future. At the moment, even Sakura doesn't know how she got them, but she's not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Anyway I think I've babbled on long enough. Again, thank you very much to those people who contribute to this story.

I apologise in advance for any grammar mistakes, repetitiveness and poor writing. Anyway on with the story.

I don't own Naruto or it's characters. I'm just using them for the story. And any OCs are mine.

Hinata sat on the edge of her bed, her white eyes staring up at the ceiling of her bedroom in the Hyūga household.

It had been several hours since the fight against the white skinned fiend had ended in Sakura's victory. By the time she, the pinkette and Tenten had made their way to their respective homes, the last bits of sun had disappeared over the horizon, making the orange-purple glow of the sky, turn into a sea of dark blue filled with a starry sky.

Like outside, Hinata's room was also dark, but her eyes had eventually adjusted to it. The girl then closed her pools of white for a moment, before she turned her gaze to her bed. More precisely to the person that was occupying it. Sakura laid there, the covers surrounding the pinkette's body up to her neck, and was sleeping peacefully. Her chest was moving up and down for each inhale and exhale of breath she took. This was only the second time she had seen Sakura's sleeping face, the first being the first night that she stayed in her home and woke up the next day, with the girl next to her.

After that day, the pinkette had been staying in one of the guest rooms of the house and so she never got to see that serene face again. Hinata told the girl that she didn't mind sharing the same bed. But Sakura refused, but was thankful for the offer regardless.

Now, she looked upon the girl's sleeping face once more, and just like she had thought the first time she saw it, Sakura looked captivating. Thinking that, the ravenette started to remember the events of before. When she and Tenten were walking home, carrying Sakura. And... the unforgettable question her childhood friend had asked her.

Walking along the familiar concrete path leading to the Hyūga home, with the street lights illuminating the solid ground, lighting the way, was Hinata and Tenten, who was carry the sleeping Sakura on her back. There was silence between the two childhood friends that was neither comfortable nor uncomfortable, just plain old silence. It had been a long day for the both of them and for the brunette, there was a lot for her to process.

For a start, she now knew that the peaceful world that she had been living in so far, wasn't all that peaceful after all. While she went to school and went on with her life, there were things going on behind the scenes. And now thanks to what she had experienced, Tenten had to look at things differently. But now, she understood one thing. She understood why Sakura acted the way she did when the girl first came to her school. Cold. Distant. Fighting the demons was dangerous work, and if the pinkette would form attachments to any of her classmates, and she had been killed, the people she would have had formed bonds with would have been devastated.

Also, if there were demons that were smart as the white skinned demon was, and they find out that the girl had friends, they would use them against her. So in a way, Sakura had been protecting her classmates, Tenten and even Hinata from danger. Coming up with all of this, Tenten couldn't help but smile. Thanks to her revealing who she really was, the brunette could now see her in a new light.

Hinata noticed that her best friend was smiling and turned to look at her with confusion. "What are smiling at, Tenten?" she asked the brunette.

"Mmm, oh, it's nothing," she replied. "It's just that... she's amazing. Sakura that is," she admitted.

The ravenette was surprised those words came out of her childhood friend's mouth. Hinata smiled. Her attitude towards Sakura had completely flipped. She was extremely happy to see that Tenten had now accepted the pinkette. With that, Hinata looked back forward and the atmosphere surrounding the two friends had become much lighter, after such a long day.

Soon enough, Hinata's house came into view and when the trio reached the front door, the ravenette unlocked it and opened the door for Tenten. The older girl entered through the door and once inside asked the ravenette were she should put Sakura.

"Can you put her in my room?" she asked her and with a nod Tenten ascended the stairs.

As the brunette was doing that, Hinata went to the kitchen, heading toward her fridge. Opening the huge cold box, the white eyed girl reached in and grabbed a bottle of water. No doubt the younger girl would most likely be thirsty once she woke up after her long, tiring battle. Getting what she needed, Hinata closed the fridge door and headed for her bedroom.

Upon entering, she saw Tenten had put Sakura underneath the covers of her bed. The raven haired girl put the bottle of water on the bedside table and then stood next to the bed."Thank you Tenten," Hinata said. Tenten smiled and shook her head.

"Don't mention it," she replied. "After all, she's my friend too now remember?" The Hyūga girl smiled again and nodded. Tenten smiled also, but then, from the corner of her eye, she looked at ravenette's alarm clock. Her eyes widened. It was starting to get late.

"Ah crap," she said, placing her hand on her forehead and letting out a groan. "I'm late getting home. Mom's going to be pissed at me. And I left my stuff back school which will make her even more pissed." She then let out a sigh and looked at Hinata with an apologetic smile. "Sorry Hinata, I have to go."

"It's alright Tenten," she said. "Let me walk you to the door."

Both girl's exited the bedroom and descended the stairs until they both got to the door. When they both got outside, Hinata shut the door behind her and was about to walk but stopped when she nearly bumped into the brunette. "T-Tenten?!" she exclaimed. "Is everything alright?"

The older girl didn't answer and she only got silence. Then, after a moment, Tenten let out a sigh, and with that, turned her body around so she was now facing the ravenette. She gave the girl a serious look, having come to a decision. "Hinata," she called her 'little sister's' name. She had decided to ask her the question that she had been wanting to ask since they were in the park. "There's something I want to ask you, and I want you to answer me honestly."

Again, Hinata was taken by surprise by the seriousness her friend had become all of a sudden. But she gave the older girl a nod anyway. She wanted to know why the brunette had become like this. "S-Sure."

Now that it had come to this, Tenten lowered her eyes, closed them and took a breath. It was time for the moment of truth. Opening them again, her grey pools met Hinata's white ones and asked the question that she wanted to ask.

"Are you in love with Sakura?"

"...Huh?"

Hinata couldn't help her eyes from growing wide. Was Tenten asking what Hinata was thinking she was asking? "W-What sort of joke is that Tenten?" The younger girl let out a nervous laughter, trying to go along with the joke, but that instantly faded away. With just one look on the girl's face, the white eyed girl knew that the older girl was being completely serious, and she knew Tenten would never joke when she was like this.

And since she now knew that it wasn't a joke, Hinata repated the girl's words in her head again, and as she did her heart had begun to beat faster and her cheeks took on a crimson hue. Thankfully it was dark out so it camouflaged it. "I... I..."

Seeing both conflict and confusion growing in turmoil in the girl's head, Tenten decided to speak up. "It's alright Hinata, you don't have to answer me right now," she reassured. Hinata looked at the brunette with a guilty gaze. Apologizing with her eyes that she couldn't give her answer. "Just give it some thought... Okay?"

The raven haired girl just gave a nod and with Tenten giving the girl a small smile, she turned on her heel and left. Hinata stared at the girl's back until she had disappeared from view.

Even long after Tenten left, Hinata kept repeating the question over and over in her head.

"Are you in love with Sakura?"

Hinata couldn't understand what Tenten had meant by that. Love. The ravenette had never been in a relationship before, so she didn't know what it felt like. But even though she never felt it, she had seen it before from TV, anime. She's even seen it when she's out doing her part time job or when she's out to get groceries. Men and women holding hands. Holding each other in a loving embrace. And, once every often, she would see the couples kiss. Whenever she would see that, Hinata would immediately blush and look away, and would carry on with whatever she was doing before hand.

"Mmmm"

The sound of someone stirring brought Hinata back from her thoughts and looked towards the bed. Sakura's slowly begun to open. It looked like it took a lot to do that simple thing, and even then, she only opened them half way. The pinkette's emerald and demonic pools looked at the ravenette. "Hi...nata...?"

"Shhh, it's alright Sakura," Hinata cooed, her eyes kind and smile gentle. "Everything's fine. Go back to sleep, okay."

"...'kay," the girl whispered back and just like that, her heavy eyelids drooped close and her breaths became even once more as she went back into the land of dreams.

When she did go back to sleep, Hinata's gaze continued to linger at the pinkette. Again, she was captivated by the sight. The word 'beautiful' couldn't even describe what she was seeing in front of her eyes. The girl's chest began to grow warm and as she stared, the pink haired girl moved her head slightly to the side, causing her bangs to fall on her face. Reaching out with her hand, Hinata brushed the pink locks of hair out of Sakura's face and behind her ear, revealing her cute face once more.

Looking down upon the girl, Hinata's heart had started to pound in her chest, and loudly in her ears. And then, without even thinking about what she was doing, as if her body moved on it's own, Hinata leant down and pressed her lips on the girl's forehead. She let her lips linger for a moment longer before she moved away.

But that was when the realization of her actions kicked in. Her eyes widened in horror and she shot a hand over her mouth. W-What did I-?! Before she could finish that thought, a series of images flooded the ravenette's mind. Images of Sakura. She remembered her laughter, as the pinkette had rescued a cat that had been stuck on the tree and had been licked on the face in gratitude. The next image was when Sakura had saved her from reddish-pink demon and had awoken her new power.

Hinata could still feel the strong arm that had wrapped around for support and the first time ever that she had willingly shown her gentle smile and kind eyes. Then, the image switched to the day after that, when she saw Sakura was sleeping next to her and Hinata decided to stay in bed a little longer. She remembered the warmth of her body against hers and it felt nice and... right. Then it was the incident at the nurses office; how close their faces were at the time.

The final image was when Sakura held Hinata's hand as they walk through the corridors of their school, heading towards the gym. She had done to help the older girl with anxiety, and deep down, Hinata was happy. And now, with all those memories coming to the front of her mind, Hinata had begun to blush profusely, her heart now hammering away in her chest, uncontrollably.

Don't tell me she thought to herself. Am I... in love with Sakura-chan...

She didn't know what love was. She had never experienced it before. But if her face burning like the sun and her heart beating like a jackhammer, were the symptoms for it, then could have only meant that it was love.

Hinata was in love. She was in love with Haruno Sakura. For some, falling in love would whelm a person in happiness. But for the ravenette it was different.

It terrified her.

"Papa, I'm bored," complained Himiko, as she sat on the arm of the throne's chair, rocking her feet back and forth in the air. "It's completely dull here. When can we go back to the human invested world?"

Uchiha Sasuke, leaning on his fist, on the other arm of his throne chair, smiled at his daughter's complaints. He understood what she was going through though. After all, the onyx haired man had ordered his children to not set foot in the human realm. Not yet anyway.

"Patience, Himiko," he told her. The cat-like girl turned to look at her father. He turned his yellow-golden gaze to look at the girl. "Everything will happen in due time. And once it does," he continued, the king of the demons reaching out with his free hand and gently grasped the girl's jaw, "you can have all the fun that you want then."

"Really?" she asked in a childish tone.

"Really."

Himiko was quiet for a moment, the bob cut haired girl staring into her father's eyes. She was checking to make sure that he was telling the truth or not, and when she saw no deceit in his gaze, the demon girl smiled happily. "Okay!" she cried, and then quickly grasped Sasuke's hand. She proceeded to stick his first and middle finger into her mouth and sucked down on them. A crimson hue had started to form on the girl's cheeks as she did and Sasuke just smiled.

Not long after that she started to do that did the onyx haired man notice black petals swirl around in a spot, in the middle of the room. From within those petals, someone was knelt down on one knee, and when they dispersed, that person was his other daughter, Sarada.

"Father," the onyx haired girl called out, looking up. She noticed Himiko was with him, her face flushed red as she sucked on her father's fingers, obviously getting a kick out of it. Ignoring the scene the cat-like girl was displaying, Sarada bowed her head again, showing respect to her lord and father. "I've come bearing news about Haruno Sakura," she told him and then started to recount the events of what she saw.

She told him on how the pinkette was up against a demon who was able to copy itself every time it got one of it's limbs taken off, and was backed into a corner. She then told him how the demon girl was able to turn it around and win by suddenly awakening to a new power, killing all the demons with black flames. Once Sarada had finished explaining the events, she remained quiet, her head still bowed down, waiting for a reply from her father.

"...And?"

Sarada's eyes widened from that one word. She looked up to meet her father's gaze, but when she did, she instantly wished that she hadn't. Her onyx coloured eyes looked into Sasuke's visible demonic eye and at that moment, the girl felt like she was a mouse being eyed up by a hawk, waiting for the inevitable of being eating. A chill went down her spine and her mouth had suddenly become dry, as the king of the demons narrowed his eye in irritation.

Getting past the lump that had suddenly lodged itself's into her throat, the younger of the demon king's children spoke. "A-And...?"

"What...? Don't tell me that was all you came to inform me on?" Sasuke asked, narrowing his eye some more. He removed his fingers from Himiko's mouth, the cat-like girl groaning in displeasure, before he stood up. Himiko pouted for a second, before she sent a glare in Sarada's direction. But the girl didn't register the glare as she was too scared to care.

All of a sudden, a hand had grasped her throat and the next thing she knew was that she hanging in the air, her feet leaving the ground. She didn't know when, but her father had closed the distance between them and was now choking the younger girl. Himiko, forgetting her sour mood, had begun to clap at the spectacle that was happening now, cheering.

"How disappointing, Sarada," he said in a monotone voice. His demonic eye showing how pissed off he was. "And I had such high hopes for you." The young man's grip on his daughter's throat tightened, causing it's owner's face to show a pained expression. Sasuke didn't care about the demon that had battled with the pink haired girl. He already knew about the girl's new awakened power as he could feel it like he was there himself. So in basic terms, Sarada's report in the human realm was completely useless.

The onyx haired girl gripped her father's arm as the fingers that were wrapped around her neck closed even tighter, her eyes slowly growing heavy from the lack of oxygen. Just as the girl was about to lose consciousness, a hand had suddenly grabbed the demon king's arm. When he looked at who would dare touch him, his cold eye's met the amber eyes of his oldest daughter, Konan. The girl's face was neutral, masking all expression, but her deadly gaze and the tightness of her grip were a different story all together.

"That's enough father," she said, her voice neutral just like her face. "Release her."

Sasuke kept his gaze on the blue haired girl for a moment longer before he turned his attention back on the girl in his grasp. With a smirk gracing his lips, he released his captive and Sarada fell to the floor, grasping her throat, sucking in some much needed air and began to have a coughing fit. Konan released her father's arm instantly and knelt down to Sarada's side.

Turning a blind eye to his daughter on the floor, the onyx haired man was about to make his way back to his seat, but stopped before he did. "Tell me Sarada," he called to his disappointment of a daughter. "What caused her to awaken her new power?"

The king of demons knew that there was no way Haruno Sakura was capable doing such a feat on her own. There had to have been a catalyst. A reason to make the girl's power awaken the way it did.

"A girl," was Sarada's response, after she had calmed down enough to speak. "A girl, with raven hair and white eyes, was struck by the demon she was battling against. Her name was... Hinata."

Hinata, huh... Sasuke smiled when he heard that and finally made his way back to his seat. "You may go," Sasuke commanded.

Sarada gave a weak nod, and slowly stood up with the help of older sister. When she was up straight, she shrugged off Konan's helping hands and made her way to the large double doors at the far end of the room. The spectacle eyed girl could feel her eyes begin to water, but she pushed them back. She couldn't afford to look even more weak than she already was. And with that thought, she opened the heavy doors and passed through them, shutting behind her.

Sarada... Konan called to the younger girl in her thoughts, her amber eyes showing sympathy. But that was quickly replaced with anger as she looked at the king of demons, Uchiha Sasuke, who seemed to be deep in thought. Obviously thinking about his future plans with the little information he just received.

Sakura-chan...

It was late at night in the red light district at Konohagakure, and it was surprisingly quiet. However, the silence was inturrupted by the sound of heels, moving fast against the concrete.

A pink haired woman was running. Running for her life. She was being chased by a cloaked figure who had been waiting for her as soon as she left the building of her last customer. With her wild breathing, the woman risked a look behind her. She saw the cloak figure gaining up on her and seeing that, she turned her head back round and used all of her remaining stamina to speed up.

There was an alley not far off from were she was, and with not much options left, she took the chance and went down it. She pressed her back against the cold hard brick wall and clasped both of her hands over her mouth. She could hear the footsteps of her persurer getting closer and closer. When the footsteps came closer to her position, the woman held her breath and closed her eyes, wishing not be found. And as if her wish was granted, the person chasing her ran past the alley she went down at.

She could hear the running footsteps moving further and further away, and when they were gone, the pink haired woman let out a sigh of relief. Thinking that it was safe, she poked her head out of the alley's entrance. She looked left and then right, and saw nothing but street lights.

"It looks like they're go-"

Before she could finish that sentence, something had grasped her shoulder from behind and threw her further into the alley. She let out a cry for when she hit the ground and when she looked up, her eyes widened and her skin grew pale. Standing in front of her was the cloaked figure that had been chasing her, and she was now terrified. How did this person get behind her so fast?!

"P-Please, don't hurt me!" she pleaded. The person also wore a hood with the cloak, so she couldn't see her assaliant's face. There was only silence after the woman begged for her life, and even though she couldn't see the strangers face, she had a feeling that they were glaring at her.

"Yamanaka Yukiko," the stranger said a name. The voice that spoke was female, and young at that. But even knowing that the person in front of her was a girl didn't take the terror away.

"W-Who?" the woman replied with another question. "I-I don't k-know anyone by t-that name!"

"Really?" the cloaked girl spoke. "On the day that Yamanaka Yukiko died, there was a witness that said that they saw a girl with pink hair with her. So tell me, Why I should believe a demon like you?"

The woman's eyes grew even wider in fear. How on earth did this girl know that she was a demon? The woman had been so careful to not attract to much attention herself. She was about to tell this stranger that she wasn't a demon and play it off as a joke, saying that they didn't exist. But the pink haired woman noticed the stranger was reaching for something in her cloak. Her heart pratically stopped when she saw hooded girl pulled out a sword.

"W-W-Wait!" the woman cried. "Y-You're right! I am a demon, but I'm just a harmless Succubus! I'm no threat! I didn't want stay in the demon realm a moment longer and somehow managed to escape here!" Tears had started to pour out from her eyes as she was explaining her situation. "Please! I didn't come here for wicked intentions! I just wanted to live like a normal human!

"I-I'm sorry for what happened to this Yukiko girl, she must have been really important to you," she continued. "But I've never heard of her before in my life! So please don't kill me!" The woman began to sob quietly, as she had finally said all of what she wanted to say. She waited, and then she waited. When the cloaked girl did answer, it felt like an eternity.

"I believe you," were the words that she said. And with those words, the demon felt relief, and looked up to thank the person for understanding. But it was short lived. The girl had raised her arm up, her sword in the air. Again, terror had assaulted her body.

"W-What are you doing?" she asked. "I thought you believed me?!"

"I do," the girl replied. "But you're still a demon. And in my profession, that means that you are a threat."

The dam had been broken as the tears started to flood down the demon woman's cheeks. And then, the stranger swung down her sword, cutting the demon from her shoulder to her hip in a diagonal arc. The strike was deep and the woman let out a gasp, before she fell back, a pool of blood beginning to form behind her.

The stranger walked up to the dying demon and looked down at her, or it in her case. Her eyes showed a mixture of fear and pain, but in the next minute they showed nothing. The light in them had vanished and now the demon below the cloaked girl's feet was nothing more than a corpse, that would soon turn into mist soon enough.

The stranger swung her sword to the side, getting any blood off from it and placed it back in the sheath that was hidden beneath her cloak. The girl then looked up towards the sky, towards the giant moon, the girl, Yamanaka Yukiko, filling her thoughts.

Ignoring the body, the stranger turned on her heel and walked further into the alley and disappeared into the shadows.

And there we have, the conclusion to Tenten's arc. The next few chapters will revolve around this new character that will appear soon. Will she friend or foe? Only the next chapter will tell. I was contemplating whether or not if I should have Hinata realize her feelings for Sakura, but I think 17 chapters in is an alright time to do so.

Anyway, thanks for reading as always and please leave a review and tell me anything that can help improve the story or my writing. Also constructive criticism is also very appreciated.

Anyway thanks again, and see ya next chapter!