Hello my precious readers. Sorry that I took a little longer than anticipated, but...AHH I HAVE NO EXCUSE FORGIVE ME:( On a side note, by the way things are going, this fic will only have like, 3-5 more chapters left. Maybe even less. Something like that. I know, it makes me sad D: But I have more plot ideas in mind, so fear not readers! Thanks a lot for helping me with this, since it's only my second fic. You guys have really helped me, so thanks for the support. You guys rock so hard, you're like, effing boulders!

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Chapter Ten: Your Disappearance

Hinata timidly walked Sasuke's room; she swooned at how his signature scent filled her nose as soon as she walked in. She went over to his bed and snuggled his pillow, burying her face into it. Sasuke raised an eyebrow; was he this strange when he was a human as well?

As Hinata plopped onto his bed, still snuggling the pillow, he noticed the permanent flush on her face. It alarmed him how fragile and breakable she was, but maybe that was what drew him to her. True, a little too much excitement and he might snap a leg or two, but she was so livid. So full of life. He turned to the mirror, touching his own pale, colorless face. He decided he much preferred looking at hers. In all his years, he had never been particularly fond of humans. Their smell irritated him, and they talked too loudly for his superior ears. But Hinata...she was different. Her voice was far too quiet, and she didn't have that inflated ego humans were infamous for in the vampire community.

"Do you have some odd attachment to my pillow?"

She ducked behind the pillow, hiding what was absolutely positively a blush. "It smells like y-you..."

He smirked, snatching the pillow from her and leaning over her. The blush deepened as he placed his hands on her shoulders; she shivered, and it had nothing to do with the coldness of his fingers.

His fingers danced over her skin, from the indents in her collar bones, to her shoulders, and down to her wrists. They were as cold as icicles, but left traces of warmth behind. Sasuke leaned forward, brushing his nose against the nape of her neck. "And how do you think you smell?"

"L-Like...Mango M-Mandarin...?"

A low, playful growl rumbled through his chest before purring into her ears. She tugged at her collar; was it just her, or was the temperature ever so slightly rising? Hinata wiped her sweaty palms against the sides of her pants. Sasuke seized one of her wrists and brought it to his face, rubbing the back of her knuckles under his nose. "Nope. You smell like...vanilla. And freesias. It's really making me thirsty..." Hinata didn't like that naughty grin on his face (Okay, maybe just a tad bit. But that's it!).

"S-Sasuke...you're not going to...ano...what if they hear?"

He growled again; the alluring, gravelly noise sent shivers up her spine. She defensively put her hands in front but it proved to be for naught as he tackled her. As they rolled onto the floor, Sasuke took special care in wrapping his arms around her head to protect her from the hard wooden floors. When they finally rolled to a stop, he was hovering above her, supporting his weight on his elbows to prevent crushing the fragile thing.

His fingers were tightly gripping the rug underneath them from concentration, but his face didn't show the struggle. Her hands were bent upwards, next to either side of her head. Sasuke placed his hands on top of hers and leaned in until their lips met. He kissed her slowly at first, carefully. To test himself. When he showed no signs of losing control and focus, he leaned in closer, deepening the kiss.

Hinata tensed when she heard the door open, but Sasuke didn't budge. He kissed her some more, softly caressing her smooth face. Just before pulling away, he gently nipped her lower lip. Hinata blushed, brushing her fingers against her lips. She was so deep in her own reverie that for a second she forgot about the door. Hinata bolted upwards.

Gaara was standing in the open doorway. Sasuke nonchalantly stood up, sprawling onto his bed. "Hey." The fiery red head's eye twitched. And twitched. Hinata was too embarrassed to move from the rug.

And then the footsteps came. Five heads poked into the doorway. Tenten looked around. "I don't see anything."

Gaara turned to glare daggers at Neji. "Told you it was a false alarm."

"Well it sure sounded like he was having a Hina-sandwich!" Naruto bellowed.

Kiba groaned. "Well this was worth climbing up a whole spiral staircase."

Sasuke threw a book at his face, which made him fall backwards. "Sorry to have wasted your precious two seconds."

Shino sighed. "I'm going to go check on my ant farm."

Tenten patted his hair. "Well you go do that. I'll go get Sasssskee something to drink before he eats the poor girl." Hinata's arms flailed before Tenten's face.

"N-N-No! I'll go get it." She just needed to get away from all these people for a minute...and slow her pulse, for the matter. She stumbled out of his room and darted down the spiral stairs.

Hinata opened the refrigerator door, letting the cold air rush against her burning face. She leaned in further, soaking in the cool air currents. She was too shaken to notice the shadow hovering dangerously above her...

Before she could scream, a hand clamped over her mouth, muffling her cries.

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Kiba stuck his nose up, sniffing the air. He crouched onto all fours like a wolf, and began to sniff everything around him. Naruto smacked him with a rolled up newspaper when he began sniffing his hair. "No, bad dog!"

He turned to Kiba with a joking smile; his eyes widened at the serious look on his face. "What's the matter, Kiba?"

"Something smells.."

"You mean Hinata? I thought you said you were used to her smell."

"No...it's not her. It smells...really bad, and evil. Like your socks."

Seven pairs of eyes flickered to the stairs as they heard a loud crash. Sasuke's eyes bled into a crimson red. "Shit."

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If only you could have seen it; it was a marvellous sight, seven hauntingly beautiful bodies floating down the stairs. Each had a run unique to themselves. Gaara's movements were unruly and sporadic, like sand; he seemed to be everywhere at once. His every movement was so lithe and fast that it looked as if the wind were scattering him everywhere. Naruto ran on all fours; his run looked purely instinctual and animalistic. You could see his claws dig into the ground, propelling him forward. The sheer force and ferocity was moving.

Kiba was a human whirlwind. With the simplest of ease, he would spring into the air, spinning horizontally as he ricocheted off of the walls. Shino's movements were jerky and unpredictable, like a wasp. He jerked from side to side, flying into a flurry of zigzags. For all of his zigzags, Shino was just as fast as any runners who ran in a straight line. Tenten moved from wall to wall like a bullet; she moved the fastest, but had more ground to cover, balancing her out. She would jump from wall to wall. Her run was so graceful and sleek that they looked like dance moves.

Neji, usually at the back of the pack due to his lack of experience, was second only to Sasuke. His total focus was directed towards reaching her in time, and it showed in the coordinated execution of his movements. He was so balanced that the grass remained undented as he ran over it.

Sasuke, as always, was the fastest runner. Naruto may hit the hardest, and Gaara may be the deadliest, but Sasuke was undoubtedly the fastest. Whereas Tenten's run was graceful, Sasuke's was anything but. Sasuke's run was so powerful and fast that only a few of his movements were visible; like a slideshow.

The seven meta-humans each scoured through the house. Some even exited the mansion, tearing up the trees and surrounding wildlife.

They overturned tables, chopped down trees, searched through every nook and cranny.

But they weren't one of the most powerful covens for nothing. In a matter of mere seconds, they all stood in front of the closet under the stairs. Sasuke was a pounce-first-ask-later kinda guy; he grabbed the doorknob and, with the same effort it takes someone to turn it, he pulled the door off of its hinges.

A snowy, gray-haired man was smiling at them from behind his round specs. He threw his head back laughing, clearly delighted by a joke that no one else understood. "You guys found me really fast! I knew you would!"

Neji grabbed him by the collar. "Where the fuck is she?"

If he was intimidated by Neji's incriminating eyes, he sure didn't show it. He leaned forward, sniffed Neji, and broke out into a bigger smile. "Only a first year and you're already this strong. He'll be pleased. You'll make a fine lab experiment."

Sasuke's eyes narrowed in anger. "You don't mean-"

"Yes, yes your creator. I knew you'd find me. You're going to make this game fun, Sasuke-kun."

Naruto pounded his fist into the strange man's face, shattering his glasses. "I remember you. You're that Snake bastard's bitch! It's all his damn fault we're all like this!"

Kabuto looked around at the seven fierce faces before him. "Well, I can see I'm clearly outmatched here." His eyes smiled connivingly. "You can enjoy your victory." He pushed passed them, and melted away into the wind.

"For now, that is."

"Look, there she is!"

Towards the back, they saw a burlap sack wriggling furiously. Sasuke grabbed it, ripping it open with his claws. They pulled Hinata out, bombarding her with questions. Tenten squeezed Hinata into her arms, rocking her back and forth. She assured them that she was okay, but she was clearly shaken. Sasuke looked up to the sky, towards the direction that the white-haired man had disappeared into. His gaze drifted to Hinata, who had a smiliar distraught look in her eyes. Quite the contrary to what the creepy glasses-clad man had said:

This was anything but a victory.