Ok, I know it's been a while since I last updated, but believe me, there's a reason.

Disclaimer: Naruto and all characters are not mine.

Chapter V

I groan and slowly open my eyes. Huh? W-what happened? You pasted out. Well I figured that, but…why? Lost control, this is what happens when you forget to take that hoarse pill. Yeah…Ow… passing out on cold hard sidewalk, not the first thing I ever want to do again. I sit up and rub the bump on the back of my head. I look up and the sky and my eyes widen. By the position of the sun, I can see that it's quarter to six. CRAP!

I jump up and start running back to my house. My ankle twists and I fall over. Normally, I can walk and run without problem in heals, but when I'm hysteric, it doesn't work that way. "GRR!" I snarl as I get back onto my feet. I go back to running the last few feet.

At my house, I jam the key into the lock, burst through the door, slam it behind me, and slide down onto my ass when I'm in. "Phew…" I sigh.

"HI!!!" I never mentioned that we had a dog…His name is Shukaku and he's a Saint Bernard. His coloring is strange, he's a creamy yellow, almost tan, and there are blue-grey markings all over his body. His eyes are light brown, kind of a yellow shade. He comes bounding down the steps and jumps on me, licking my face. As anyone would probably figure, I can talk to dogs. "Where were you?!" He barks, tail wagging madly.

I push his big head away, "I past out while walking home."

He tilts his head, "You didn't take the hoarse pill?"

"Yeah, I forgot." I scratch him behind his ear. "You hungry?"

"(Woof!)" He jumps off and runs into the kitchen. I shake my head, take the heels off, and follow after the crazy dog. He's jumping around happily and his tail continues to wag.

"Alright, calm down nutty, I getting your food." I open the walk in pantry and take a can of dog food out. While he's eating with out a care in the world, I sit down in one of the plain light brown wood chairs. What are you doing? Take the pill! Right I stand up and take my hoarse pill. I sniff the air, "Shukaku, did you piss on the floor somewhere?"

"Hm?" He looks over at me, his mouth filled with dog food. He swallows, "No, I don't know what that smell is, I've been wondering for the past hour. Oh and speaking of piss, I gotta go pee!"

I sigh, "Come on, I'll let you out front."

"Not yet, I'm still eating!" He goes back to his food. I swear, that dog has the IQ of a tadpole! Shut up, I'm trying to figure out what that smell is. I sniff again and try to pin point where it's coming from. My eyes are closed and I feel my dogs' hot breath on my leg. I open my eyes and look down at the fluff ball. I open the front door and let him out. A few minutes later, he's still out there.

"What are you doing out there?" I mutter under my breath. He comes back in, "What the hell took you so long?"

"I was sniffing! Don't you do that? Oh and there's some other dogs' smell out there. Could that be it?"

"…No…" I sniff again, "it's…vaguely human…"

He sits down, "Like yours'?"

"No, dummy, mine's wolf…This one's wolf and human…it's pretty balanced. I think…it's coming from outside…" I walk back into the kitchen, open the locked back door and step out into the back yard. The back yard has white stones for maybe a yard and it stretches from the one end of the house to the other. I walk up the hill, bare footed, and kneel down at the little tree that's standing alone and away from the forest. I sniff the air once more and---"Bingo."

I close my eyes and let the smell fill my nostrils. An image starts to form. A boy…maybe a year older than me. His whole body is furry and…he has a little dog with him. Strange… I open my eyes and go back to the house. Shukaku looks at me when I come back in, "Well?" He asks.

"Some furry guy and his little dog. It smelled like they were here last night. Were you asleep?"

"Yeah, were you?"

"Half asleep, but I was awake enough to have noticed anything or one."

He nods and his eyes shift to his tail. He starts growling then starts chasing his tail, barking madly. Shukaku, possible the craziest dog around. I shake my head and go into the living room. I sit down on the blue love seat. Shukaku runs after me, "Hey, Gaara, I know a way to keep other dogs away from our house!"

I lean over and scratch him behind the ears, "Humor me."

"If you mark your territory all over the house, other dogs will be too scared by the wolf to leave there own pee!"

"That would work, but I'm not a water fountain."

"Well dogs—"

"I know, I know, I'll start on that the next time I roam."

I haven't really explained much with my…werewolf hood I guess it would be called. First off, anyone should know that when you're a werewolf, all of your senses are increased. Smell, sight, hearing, touch, and even taste all of 'em are better. But don't think that all of them are a blessing. To be completely candid, two of them are a curse and the ones that aren't, I wouldn't mind if I didn't have.

Why don't I start with smell? Everything, no matter what it is, is extreme smell. That's why taking a shower is a true pain. Because I am truly a boy, I don't partially give a damn as to what shower shit smells or looks like. With shower stuff, I limited to only two chooses: Odorless or the milk and honey scent. Odorless has its problem, it isn't odorless! There's still a smell in it that's enough for someone like me to notice. And then the milk and honey. It's a calming smell and doesn't give me a headache instantly. It takes maybe an hour for it to start making me dizzy, but why would I be taking an hour-long shower? Anyway, my sense of smell is so bothersome that I can smell what people are eating across the street.

Next is sight. I can see in the dark better than people, and the reason is because my eyes are mirrored. This one is good and bad. The good thing is that I can't get lost in the dark. But the bad thing is that during the day, if a light is shone in my eyes just the right way, you can see the mirrors. As a whole, I wouldn't call the eyes a curse but they are annoying as the full moon comes around. As the full gets closer, I lose the cones in my eyes and by the time that night has come, I see like a wolf does…very little, if any, color.

Now hearing. Increased a lot, which makes thunderstorms really bad and really loud. I've learned to suck it up though, and the hearing does come in handy. If I ever want to eavesdrop on my Dad or any other person, it's no problem. My sense of touch is weird and hard to explain. Basically, I can feel things that most people can't…I'm not explaining it very well so just forget about it. Last but not least, taste. You know how some foods taste similar and is you didn't see what you were eating you would think it was something else? Well that doesn't happen with me. If I taste something I no at once what it is.

I'm on a roll right now so I'll explain some other things. The full moon, the stereotypical werewolf can only turn into its wolf self on the full moon. As you found the other night, it's not like that with me. Think of it as an urge to transform. As the full gets closer, it gets harder to resist the urge to turn into a wolf at night. On the full, it's impossible to not transform.

I stand up and walk to my room, Shukaku following. I sit on my bed and Shukaku jumps up next to me. He rolls onto his back, "Can you pet me?" He asks, tail wagging.

I sigh and start rubbing his belly. I run my tongue over my teeth and think back to Uchiha and those needle fangs. "Hey, dog, what do you know about fangs."

"What kind of fangs? Are you talking about your fangs at night?"

"No, I mean…fangs that are thin like a needle."

"Oh, don't know what to tell you, I've never seen fangs that are that way."

"Damn…what about red eyes?"

He flips over, "If someone had both red eyes and fangs, then (chuckle) maybe he was a vampire."

"Don't be thick, vampires aren't real."

"But werewolves are."

"Good point." I rub his head and lay on my stomach, waiting for my Dad to get home.

Two hours later, at roughly eight o'clock, he's still not home. "What the hell?" I whisper. Shukaku left my room a while ago to sleep under Dad's bed. My stomach growls. "I going do to get something to eat…" I stand up and do just that.

I open the refrigerator and take out a blue Tupperware container. In it is leftover chicken from last night. I open it and put too pieces on a blue plate. I take the plate and sit down. I'm about ninety-six percent carnivorous; I eat hardly any vegetation. After I'm done eating and the dish is in the dishwasher, I hear the garage door opening. Finally, took him long enough. I'm about to scamper upstairs when Dad comes into the kitchen…with a girl hanging onto his arm.

The girl looks to be about twenty or so and has long blonde hair with green eyes. She's giggling for no reason and smiling. "Oh my God!" She says in a shrill girly-girl voice, "You're daughter is so cute!" I try not to twitch as she comes over to me. "Hi!" She smiles. I just blink and cock an 'eyebrow.' "Oh you're probably wondering who I am right? Well I'm your daddy's new…special friend!" Ok, she thinks I'm four years old and needs to call herself his 'special friend.' Why can't she just say she's his new sex toy? That's all she'll be to him…At least as we see it. Yeah, she's a whore.

I decide that I don't want to be a bruised mess tomorrow so I don't get smart with her, "Really? Well good for you!" I'm going to be a prat.

She giggles, "Isn't though!" Although, even if you were a smartass with her, she's seems too dumb to know what you would be talking about. Yeah, you're probably right. I head upstairs. I need a hot shower…

In the shower, I sigh and let the hot water run down my neck and back. Do you think they're going to be having it tonight? They just met today… But since when has that stopped him? Crap… I open my eyes and see steam all around, I sigh again and start to wash my body. When I'm done with my shower, I leave the bathroom with a light blue towel wrapped around my small body. I get dressed in my pajamas and grab a book to read.

At around eleven, I start to hear moans and groans coming from down the hall. Ew…they started. I wriggle my nose in disgust, put the book down, strip to my…birthday suit and go over to the window on the right. I unlock it and push the window and the screen up. I climb out and jump to the ground, landing on all fours. I transform into the wolf with low growls like usual. When I'm done transforming, I walk around to the front of my house and to the mailbox. I sniff it and lift my leg.

When that's done, I run off into the forest. I wander around for a bit until I hear two female voices. I walk up to some bushes and peer through them. Standing in a clearing are two girls. One of them is the little angel girl from the other night that looks like Hinata. The other one…smells like Sakura Haruno. Hell, she's looks like her too, but with some differences. Coming out of her back are a pair of wings that are a raspberry color and blue. She's now wearing a sparkling pink shoulder dress with a blue belt. The dress only goes to her upper thighs and looks like a triangle patter was cut. She has a dark brown pointed collar on with a red heart jewel in the middle and on her left are is a matching band on her upper arm. She has green cloves on that let her fingers show. On her right arm is a criss-cross light green ribbon that matches her eyes. She's wearing light green stilettos. In her hand is a blue stick with a pink hart at the top and there are green ribbons tied on.

She huffs, "I hate that new girl! She's a bitch!"

"Sakura, why do you say that?"

"I told you what she said to me! And did you see that shirt she had on? I was going to wear the same shirt tomorrow! I can't now after she worn it! Bitch!"

"Calm down, she's not that bad. She really very nice."

"Says you…Sasuke doesn't like her either." Sakura flips her hair.

"Sasuke doesn't like anyone that you don't like."

"So?! You know what he's doing right now?"

"No, what?" The angel crosses her arms.

"He found out where she lives, he's going to scare her so much by sneaking into her house and waking her up. All he needs to do is hiss at her and she's scream bloody murder!"

"Sakura, that' breaking and entering! Besides, Daara told me that her dad's a six-foot-eight man and he can fight. He won't spare Sasuke, even if he is a kid."

"Hinata, he knows what he's doing."

So it is Hinata. No duh… "You and Naruto need to stay away from her, I sense something weird about that girl…Hinata…we aren't alone anymore.

Chapter five, DONE! R&R Please...or I might cry and I've done enough of that the past week or so.