Night Walker

Disclaimer: DO NOT OWN NARUTO. My OC's are Yoru and Kuro.

Chapter 7

…Sasuke's POV…

The car skidded to a stop as I put my foot on the brake. We were in front of the park now, only a block away from Yoru's house. I got out and stood looking at the house. We could still see the mansion on top of the hill the lights on making it very creepy looking. Yoru walked over to my side of the car. "Come on Sasuke," she said looking back at her house. "What is it?" She looked at the only side of my face that she could see. "I'm not sure," I answered.

I shook off the eerie feeling that was building up in the pit of my stomach and followed Yoru to the big oak tree. Once we got to it, both of us jumped with ease onto the branches of it, and made our way to the top. There was a single branch in the top of the tree that extended outside of the tree's green canopy. It had a perfect view of Yoru's house and I saw why she came here. This place was serene and calming with the wind blowing your hair and a perfect view of the night sky and the moon. We sat on the branch together, our feet hanging off of it. She looked over at her house, watching the lights flick off one by one, all except the living room light and the outside light.

I reached my hand over and set it on the other side of her. She turned around to face me and smiled. Taking the hint, I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and held her close to me. "Sasuke, don't you like the peace of this place?" "Yes. Do you come here often?" "Almost every night. I have to get away from everyone and everything sometimes and just forget about the world. This is the perfect place for that." I looked down and turned my head to look at the buildings to our left. "Why do you want to forget?"

She turned her head away from me and looked at the same place as me before turning around and answering, "The world can be so cruel sometimes. People criticize you and spite you; they hate you for what you are and how you were born. They laugh at your fate and call you a freak or a monster. The whole world is such a cruel vile being, but the land itself is just there. It doesn't have a voice to say, 'Leave me alone' or 'Don't hurt me'. It's just there—like me. No matter what I say or try to say, people think the same way about me. Being here, with no one around me makes me feel like I belong to something. I feel at home when I'm alone."

"Oh…I never thought of it like that but it's true. We do things to something that has no protection and therefore it is like us, a misfit." I looked into her eyes and she looked back into mine. She was happy being here with me. "Sasuke, you're not a misfit," she said. "Actually, the only people that really are my friends are Naruto, Sakura, and Hinata. All of those girls are just fangirls and they only like me because of my looks. If I was like Naruto or someone else, they'd hate me."

"What do you mean, like Naruto?" she asked mischievously. "Well, he's not ugly or anything it's just that they don't like guys that are easily excited and high-strung like him. For some reason, all of those girls think it's so much hotter to be quiet and mysterious like me. It's really annoying but I'm not going to change because of those stupid girls." "Don't worry about them when you can have someone that you won't have to change for because I'm not annoying," she said her face within inches of mine. She had her right hand rested on mine. "Of course, I don't have to change for you right?" "Nope. I like you the way you are and I won't annoy you like them."

"You can't do that anyways," I said making her laugh. I drew my face in closer to hers and our lips were almost touching each other when an explosive sound made both of us turn our heads toward her house. There was smoke coming from the opposite side of the house. "Dad!" she gasped. I felt my head starting to hurt as she jumped down from the tree branch and landing with precision on her feet beneath me. She called up to me, "Hurry up Sasuke!" The pain in my head was increasing and all I could manage was to look up at the sky. The clouds were clearing from the moon and they now allowed the full moon to shine brightly onto my body.

…Yoru's POV…

I looked at Sasuke clutching his head and was confused until I looked at the moon. "Oh shit," I said to myself. I jumped back onto the tree branch and reached out to touch Sasuke's trembling body. He was still holding his head and I knew the transformation must be painful. The keys, where are his car keys? I asked myself. I felt around his pockets until I found them. "Sorry Sasuke, I must go now." I jumped back down from the tree and ran to Sasuke's car, leaving the transforming Sasuke alone in the park.

I got into his car and made a quick turn-around and headed back to my house full speed. I skidded the car to a stop and immediately ran up the driveway. Opening the door up wide, I was terrified at what I found. On the center of the floor at the foot of the stairs was a body, my dad's body, with blood soaking it and scattered all along the floor. There was also a man standing over his body with blood around his mouth. He smirked to reveal werewolf fangs.

"You bastard! Why did you kill my father?!" I screamed, tears falling from my now violent green eyes. My pupils had turned to slits, my canine teeth had grown long and sharp, and I had grown long razor-sharp claws. Brown satin wings and a tail sprouted from my back and I stared down my father's murderer with hate in my eyes. "You—will—pay!" I spat with gritted teeth.

"Like you can kill me," the black haired man said shrugging off my threats. He threw a knife at the blinds and it caught onto the ring on the bottom of the drawstring opening the curtains to reveal the moonlight. His face was filled with painful expressions but he didn't show weakness like Sasuke had. When he started his transformation, I was able to get a good look at his face. He looked almost like Sasuke only his face was more muscular and older looking. Sasuke's brother! If this is him, I can't beat him. No! He killed my father, I'll kill him!

Before I knew it he'd transformed into a shaggy black wolf that was five or six times the size of a normal wolf. "Now fight me girl!" he said in a wolfish voice. I narrowed my eyes at him and charged with clawed hands outstretched. He dodged my attack with ease and turned on me. I barely escaped his strike to my back and was able to get on top of him. I bit down into the flesh on his neck and he howled in pain. His blood was on my face now and just the taste of it triggered my vampiric roots. My power must have tripled because now I was faster, and when he threw me off I caught myself and landed on my feet.

He was coming towards me at a fast pace, his teeth bared and growling evilly. Two seconds before he got to me I slipped underneath him and clawed his stomach. He howled in pain at this and turned to bite me on my neck but a sudden pounding sound on the door made him flee and he ran up the stairs. Seconds after he vanished, Sasuke busted through the front door in his werewolf form. He looked at me lying on the floor almost unconscious and ran over to the window to close the blinds. Once the light from the moon was hidden, he began to change back to his human form. I, too, had begun changing back.

I still had enough energy to crawl over to my dad's body. I looked at the large bite wound on his neck and almost threw up. That bastard werewolf had killed my father. My eyes were now filled with glossy tears and I leaned over his body crying, my tears dotting the already blood-stained shirt. When I felt a hand gently touch my shoulder, I almost spun around but I remembered Sasuke coming in. He shuffled around me and finally kneeled down beside me. His arms were wrapped around my shaking body. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine what could have happened if he hadn't come. That other werewolf was about to go for my neck with that bite and I would have been just like my dad, dead.

Thank you Sasuke, I thought to myself.

…Sasuke's POV…

She had blood all over her mouth, but she didn't kill her own father so who did she--? I looked out of the kitchen window to see the shape of a certain black werewolf with red eyes on the roof. Itachi. Within seconds of seeing the sneering werewolf on the roof, he disappeared and Sasuke focused back onto Yoru. Her clothes are torn from her transformation and she's exhausted. She got angry with him and it triggered her transforming, and then she got a taste of his blood and went crazy. That's why she's so exhausted; she took her first transformation too far.

I didn't want to stop her from mourning but we had to get her cleaned up before the police showed up otherwise they'd find out about her being a vampire. "Yoru, you must get washed up and change clothes," I said reaching out for her hand to lead her up the stairs. She swung it around and grasped my wrist. She still had short claws and they were digging into my flesh causing me to bleed. The pain was searing and my hand started to go numb. "Yoru, someone was bound to have reported the explosion to the police and if they find you like this—."

"It doesn't matter. I have nothing left now. He killed my father. What is left in this foul world for me?" She spat, interrupting my sentence and squeezing my wrist tighter. Now my blood was pouring from my wrist and it covered her claws.

"You still have me and I promised to protect you, remember. Yoru, please let go of my wrist," I pleaded and she let go licking her claws of my blood. I held my wrist tightly but it continued to bleed. Damn, vampire girls are seriously way too strong. "Come on Yoru. You must get a bath before anyone finds you!"

"What is the point in avoiding the inevitable?! My dad is gone, I might as well go ahead and die!" "No!" I argued. "Look on your finger. That is my token that says, 'I'm here for you always.' You can still have someone to live for; me!" She slowly turned her head to face me. Her eyes were sad and full of hatred and love at the same time. "Okay," she said and I picked her up and carried her up the stairs.

I took her to the bathroom and let her undress while I went to her bedroom and found her some clothes to change into. While I was there, I found some bandages and wrapped my wrist with them. There was still a lot of blood on them but I ignored it and walked back down the hall with her clothes to the bathroom. When I got back to the bathroom, she had filled her tub with a bubble bath and was soaking in the hot water. She washed her face first, getting all of Itachi's blood off of it, but I noticed her wiping her face and licking what bit of the blood was still wet before washing her face. When she saw my bandaged wrist she said, "I'm sorry for hurting you Sasuke." "Oh this, it's uh…just a flesh wound." "And that's why the bandages are soaked in blood?" she asked with a sad look on her face.

I didn't say anything for a while and just watched her from the corner of the room. She was washing her legs when she said, "I'll clean that up after this. I guess I just got out of control but I shouldn't have taken it out on you." I was still silent. After what had happened earlier, I didn't want to say anything wrong that might make her wish for death again. She's going through the type of shock that I had to go through when he killed my parents. It pains me to see her like this. She was just starting to perk up and open up to us.

After she'd washed herself, she said, "Can you bring me my towel?" "Okay," I replied as I walked over to the tub and got her towel. I turned my head away as she got out of the tub and dried herself off. Then I handed her the clothes I'd gotten for her and she put them on. Once she was dressed, I turned back around to face her. Her eyes looked strange, they were glossy looking, still green, and she appeared to be sick or something. I guessed it was from the transformation.

"Yoru--," I started before she interrupted me by hugging me and crying. "I'm so sorry, Sasuke. I didn't mean to hurt you, I just couldn't stop it. My anger and hatred was built up so much that I hurt you. Please forgive me." "Yoru, I do forgive you. I know what it's like to try and control your own body when you're in that state. It's the same for werewolves. When we transform, we do things that we normally wouldn't do." She pressed her face against my chest and continued crying softly. I had one arm wrapped around her; the other was at my side.

She's so cold. All of her spirit is gone with just this one event. It could take forever to get her back to normal. And why…on her birthday? I thought. It was cruel that my brother had chosen today, Yoru's fourteenth birthday, to kill her father. How can he be so heartless? Well he did kill both my parents and also her real parents so I guess he just finished the job. But Kuro wasn't a vampire, so he did it for the pure purpose of torture. Perhaps he's trying to force her to join him for her safety. No he tried to kill her also. Itachi, you asshole, you make absolutely no sense whatsoever.

Yoru had finally stopped crying and she looked at my wrist. "I said I'd help you with that so I better not make myself into a liar. Come on." She started walking down the hall and went into her bedroom. I followed her and sat down on her bed. She took off the bandages that I had put on it and then wiped the dry blood off with a wet rag that she'd gotten from the bathroom. After she washed it, she wiped something on it that stung, and then finally bandaged it with clean white bandages. Once she'd finished her hand was still holding mine and she looked at her handiwork without a single blush at holding my hand.

Okay this cold stuff has to stop, I thought as I grabbed onto her hand with all possible force from my injured hand. "I can't stand you being like this you know?" I said as I pulled her face close to mine and finished what we'd started in the park. At first her eyes were wide with shock but then they turned to a state of pleasure. When she finally broke away from my kiss for a breath, I pulled her in close to me and held her protectively while she sat in my lap.

I was lying on her bed and she was laying in my lap her head coming up to about my neck. Her eyes were almost fully closed now. She was tired from that transformation and her quick battle with Itachi. "He won't ever hurt you again, I promise," I said. "You promise?" she asked. "Yes, I promise that no matter what he won't hurt you. If he does, I'll kill him." She smiled slightly before going to sleep completely. I was soon to follow her as my eyes began to close and I eventually drifted into sleep.

End: Right so this is probably one of the most dramatic chapters ever. After all that work in getting Yoru to trust them, one brutal night, on her birthday, her dad is killed and she loses hope on life. Will Sasuke's pledge be enough to prevent her from going off the deep end into insanity or is it too late?