YO! Been a long time. Let's make this short. I'm not telling you anything about the story you have to be patient and find out. So yeah. ENJOY!:D
BTW! Things got a little out of whack. So most important dates such as birthdays probably aren't on the same day as they are in the real series!Dx that why they call then FAN FICTIONS. Get over it.
Black, everything is dark. I can't see anything. I can feel sharp, jagged rocks against my back. Slowly my vision comes back and i sit up. It's raining. Waves smash angrily against the short ledge, about fifty yards ahead of me. And thick trees stand swaying in the harsh wind about twenty feet behind me. I slowly get to my feet just in time to hear a shrill yell of warning, muffled by the wind and rain. Sakura? Yes. Though blurred and hazy like everything else, her figure is standing, closer to the forest than me. Long pale pink locks whipping through the rain, around her small frame. Her horrified green eyes staring past me. Locked on something. Her flawless face twisted into a grimace of terror. Oddly I only yearn to hold her in my arms the moment I see her, and tell her it's ok. Instead I whirl around and my eyes meet the burning black orbs growing ever closer. The huge raven colored wolf knocks me over before I can move. His teeth closing quickly around my throat.
My eyes shot open quickly. At first I expected the same jagged rocks, crashing waves and dark forest. The same hazy, rain-filled image. The sting of rain pelting against my skin. The dark, the cold. . . No. I was laying in an over sized bed with white covers and a pale blue canopy, I sat up. The room I was in was dim-light. The walls were a light blue that matched the canopy of the bed. The carpet was white and there were a few paintings on the walls. I didn't really look at them before the thought registered in my mind that I had No idea where I was.
I threw the covers off and jumped swiftly out of the bed. "Where am I?" I murmured to myself, my voice still thick and low from sleep. I sat back down on the edge of the bed and ran a hand threw my messy red hair while trying to remember what happened yesterday. It was yesterday wasn't it? My eyes found a window. It was dark outside. The moonlight filtered through the white curtains and danced across the light wood dresser. I yanked my thoughts back into place and tried to place the pieces of this odd puzzle together. Why was I thinking about wolves at a time like this?
'Yesterday. I went to that stupid funeral. There was a girl there, with pink hair and pale skin. . . Sakura Haruno. We talked for a moment before she, oddly enough, ran off. I came home and almost shot my maid-wouldn't have bothered me much though.- She pretty much told me I was losing my mind and to take a hike. So I packed a few things and took off. Then. . . there was a little girl on the side of the road. It was dark already. She took my hand. . . and lead me to a white house. Was that all a dream? Wolves.' I shut my eyes tightly. Something in my head telling me I didn't want to remember what I was about to remember. "Werewolves." my eyes shot open quickly as I murmured the word.
"Indeed. So you've remebered?" a dull voice sounded from the open doorway of the room. I looked up to see a familiar looking guy leaning against the doorframe. Half of his sandy blond hair tied up with a leather string, and the left half of his face covered with hair. His eye was narrowed and judgemental, his mouth pressed into a hard line. "What's your name?"
"Where am I?" I answered. I wasn't going to answer the questions of a stranger.
He let out a sharp agitated sigh. "Why did we help you?" he shook his head, his long blond hair swaying with the slight movement before he disappeared out the door again.
I sat quietly on the edge of the bed, leaning forward with my forearms resting on my knees, staring at my hands as the fidgeted subconsciously. I was still thinking over all of the things the huge wolf had 'informed' me of. Truthfully the past week, everything that had happened since the day my brother and sister had died, had not completely settled in. It hadn't all registered. It seemed like a long strange dream that I was not likely to wake from.
"Aren't you lonely?" I heard a soft female voice call from the doorway. My hands stopped moving.
"No." I paused, still not looking away from my hands, "I don't need anyone." I felt a knot in my stomach the moment the words left my mouth. I wasn't lieing. I'd be fine alone. For the rest of my life. . . I think.
The bed shifted beside me. I looked over to see her sitting close to the edge of the bed hugging her knees. Her bright green eyes were staring at the carpet, her long pink hair falling around her shoulders, down her back and resting on the bed. Had she really been this beautiful this whole time. I guess I hadn't had a chance to realize it before. I hadn't realized I was still staring at her until moment she turned her head to look at me, her left cheek resting on her knee. "I think everyone needs someone. Whether they know it or not." she gave a slight smile.
"Yeah I guess." In attempt to change the subject, I returned to the question I had asked the blond. "Where am I?"
"Oh." she gave a bigger smile and hopped up off the bed. "You are at our house. Well Kakashi's house, but we all live here." she said turning to look at me again. "Do you want me to show you around?"
"How did I get here?"
"Well. . . You ran. You pretty much passed out when you got here though."
"Maybe that's why I didn't remember." I murmured, relieved for at least a slightly reasonable explanation for something. . . anything.
Her bright smile faded and I could see the tiny glint of remorse in her eyes. "Gaara, I," she trailed off.
'Lord, she's beautiful' I thought, 'Wait. Woah. Pull your self together. What the hell Is wrong with me?' I thought wearily. I swear I was losing my mind. Maybe sanity was the issue here. I turned my attention back to. . . her. "What is it?"
"I'm sorry. I should have told you. Or tried to stay away, or keep you away from it all. You shouldn't have to hide from them, or be around people like us." she was almost talking to herself now. I could tell she was trying to figure out what to say now by the way she was staring at the floor again. I sat patient, and quiet. Waiting for her to speak again. "How much more can you take?" she whispered loud enough for me to hear.
'What in the world is she thinking?' I wondered. I watched her fidget quietly, waiting for me to answer. It was almost aggrivating. . . until she looked at me. "Of what?" I asked calmly trying not to let my confusion show through.
She waited a moment, probably looking for the correct wording. "Truth. Cold, hard, confusing Truth."
I closed my eyes, knowing I probably didn't want to hear what was coming next. "I want to know it all." I lied.
"Ok," she breathed "but if you want to leave after you hear it promise to let one of us take you instead of leaving alone. It's to dangerous right now." she sounded concerned. Wow. For once, it didn't sound like an act. Someone trying to get my trust so they can get my money. Either she wasn't lieing, or she was the best liar I had ever met.
"I promise." I kept my eyes closed.
"I'll hold you to that. Orochimaru, Is the leader of his group as you probably know." she began as if starting to read a book-a horror book that no one would ever possibly believe to be true unless they were me.- I settled down, knowing this would probably take a while, leaning forward and placing my elbows on my knees again. I opened my eyes but kept them fixed on the carpet. "Him and Kakashi met about two-hundred years ago. At the time Kakashi had two children with him. Sasuke and Hinata. Both only about ten. He thought of them as his own children. But Hinata, she had a disease in her eyes. It caused her to go blind, and they said it was spreading fast. Orochimaru heard about it and came to visit. He told Kakashi that he knew of a way to save her, to get her sight back, and to keep her young and healthy. What kind of father could refuse an offer like that?" she paused.
'Did she say. . . two-hundred years ago?' I thought. Just then it hit me. 'The wolves not liking this family so much. Them saving me. They must be the. . . vampires.' I looked up at Sakura. I had no clue what my face was telling about the turmoil in my head, but it caused her eyes to widen slightly in surprise. "You. All of you are Vampires." It was surprisingly easy to say it. In my head it came out a scared stutter. And I sounded stupid. Well, of course I still sounded stupid. I was accusing people of being creatures of the night for the love of God. But I was pretty sure it was true. I think I was just, past the whole terrified, 'Run away!' state. In fact, I had skipped my happy mythical ass right over it.
"Aren't you. . . scared? At all?" she cocked her head to the left ever so slightly and looked at me wearily.
"I figured, If you guys were gonna kill me you wouldn't be so worried about my safety." My thought skipped back to the blond boy. Oh how I wanted to shave his head after that rude remark. "Or at least, you wouldn't. Apparently not everyone cares as much."
Her head jerked backwords slightly and she looked as if she might blush. -That is, if she had a pulse. And once again! I found myself thinking about how pretty she was. After giving myself a swift and hard mental kick I urged her to continue her story, now that I understood the vampire part of it.
"Anyway. Kakashi, loving Hinata like a daughter, of course. Told Orochimaru to do whatever he could. But he had no Idea that Orochimaru was a wolf. He had no clue of Orochimaru's deep instinctual hatred for vampires. Orochimaru told Kakashi he'd help her, but he wanted Sasuke too. Orochimaru assured him he'd see them everyday. And nothing to big would change about their lives. So Kakashi agreed of course. He just wanted Hinata healthy and happy again. It turned out that Orochimaru has the ability to mess with your thoughts as well as read them, even erase something completely. He erased both children's memories of their former lives entirely. He turned Hinata immediately.
"You see when you're bitten by a werewolf, their saliva seeps into your wound. There's bacteria in the saliva that affects your DNA and messes with your body and most of all your instincts. Well the bacteria will quickly seek out any other germs, parasites, bacteria, etc. in your body and kill it. That's how it saved Hinata. It killed the bacteria of the disease that was affecting her. Well seeing as Sasuke didn't need to be saved, Orochimaru raised him till he was eighteen, then turned him as well. Not even a week after being changed your werewolf instincts would kick in and you'd immediately be able to recognize vampires, and hate them. Whether you wanted to or not. Which turned the deal around. Even if Kakashi were to take them back, they wouldn't remember him as their father figure, and Hinata would hate him anyway. So he left them, with Orochimaru. And went back to living alone for the next thirty years.
"Until he met Itachi and Deidara. They traveled together from country to country until Kakashi offered them a place to live. Deidara met Sasori and they became friends. They got closer and closer until orochimaru found them again. He waited outside one night until-" She stopped, I hadn't noticed she had sat next to me on the bed until now. "Do you want to hear this. It's. . . kind of sad. And it's really not important." she smiled. Her perfect, white teeth gleamed.
"No, continue." after a minute she nodded and smiled. I had to admit, it was sadly intriguing. Like a movie, Lord I felt moronic at the moment.
"One night when Sasori was leaving Kakashi's house, Orochimaru kidnapped him. Needless to say the next day they weren't friends anymore. Deidara was mentally torn apart. They had been together for about four years already, and now sasori hated him. He hadn't even done anything wrong. Deidara didn't talk for the next two months. Itachi and Kakashi finally got him to be almost normal again. But he hasn't really been the same I've heard." she smiled. "I wasn't even alive back then. Not long after that Kakashi was in the woods when he ran into Kiba and Ino. Apparently Kiba had just met her about a week before that and she was sick, turned out she had pneumonia and she was going to die. So Kiba bit her. It doesn't seem like the best thing to have done these days. But back then there was really no other help, but death. And Kiba was- is just to nice to let that happen to a little girl. To bad Kakashi wasn't thinking like that. And now you see why Ino almost never leaves Kiba's side.
"Naruto, Now that's an interesting story. Not much to it though. Kakashi and Kiba were taking Ino for a walk in the park. Well it just so happens Naruto was there, terrorizing the kids in the park. He had already been bitten a while ago. Not sure by who though. Anyway. He wound up trying to mess with Ino and she punched him into a tree." She giggled quietly, her feet swinging freely at the foot of the bed as she remember the story someone else had told to her. "They wound up taking him home too, seeing as he had no home or family. Konan and Shikamaru traveled together for about a year before finding Kakashi. They weren't together or anything. They just found each other suitable to run with. They asked if they could stay for a week and never left." she looked at me with a big smile drawn across her face. "And now you know why there are so many crazy people in this house. As for the wolves, apparently Orochimaru got lonely or something and created three more wolves."
"That was," I paused, looking for the right word before settling with- "Interesting." I said indifferently, trying to hide the fact that I was actually interested in that story. The light happy mood of the room seemed like a mask for some reason. I couldn't put my finger on it until I realized, she hadn't said a thing about herself yet. "And. . . What about you?" I asked, my voice a whisper.
Her bright smile faded slowly and she looked to the carpet again. "Oh, that. Well. That's not really important, or interesting in any way." She tried to sound carefree about it. Once again, A mask.
"I. . ." I trailed off. I didn't want people to know anything I wanted or anything I really thought. It was just another way to keep people away from me. But I really wanted to know, and asking was the only way to get her to say it. But seriously, What the hell was wrong with me? Since when do I want to hear someone's life story. I wanted to walk quickly into a burning building for the way I'de been thinking lately. Still, I willed myself to force out the words smoothly and normally, "I want to know." I whispered softly.
She turned to look at me slowly. There was a tinge of sadness in her eyes that she was truly doing a pretty good job of hiding, But not good enough. . .
Wow. I seriously didn't realize how much talking she did in this chapter. oo sorry about that. But hey. It's information you didn't know, eh? Sorry if it was too long or to short or not what you expected, blah blah blah. Yeah, got advice? HELP me out.! Thanks!
-Vampire'sEclipse.