REEDITED! Alright, so i edited this chapter, and thereby it's shorter, srry bout that. anyway, R&R and enjoy!

For two weeks I've been working at that job for almost a month. That Haruno girl I enslaved has done her job well, she clocks in every night when I'm supposed to start, and clock out after I've left to slumber. And Nara is none the wiser. She's moved into my hotel, and changed her appearance somewhat.

When she first came here, her hair reached down to her lower back, and she wore bright colors of red and white. She's cut her hair, it now barely extends below her jawline, and it has a few black highlights. She wears black lipstick and eyeliner, and dresses all in black, with chokers and chains to finish her new look. She's taken the whole 'gothic vampire' thing a bit seriously.

I walk down the street after finishing my first meal for the night, taking my time. I'm in no hurry after all. Unfortunately for me, Nara's been making me wear suits, the kind that are stiff and stuffy, and the wool of the skirt scratches the backs of my legs.

The other night I got an iPod off of one of my victims. The thing only has 10 or so tracks, all by some guy named 'Rob Zombie'. I must say though, his 'Living Dead Girl' is most interesting to me.

I pull the earphones out of my ears as I step into the office building, my heels clacking against the marble floor. Haruno is sitting behind the desk as usual. She looked up at me and smiles, "Good evening, Mistress." She bows her head slightly, I nod in acknowledgement, "I saw the new employee that was hired last week," she says, her smile coming down into a sly smirk, "She looks…tasty." She's talking as if I care about some new girl.

"I heard…" Oh god, gossip, "That she's dating one of the name partners."

"Shut up, girl, I don't care." I say dismissively. I don't care if I'm rude to her or not, she's only here to do what I tell her.

I step into the elevator and press the button for my floor. I sit down at my desk when I reach it, and replace the earphones. I lean back in my chair and put my feet up on the desk, bobbing my head to the music. I can hear the faint rustling and shaking of furniture inside the office, and an occasional female scream.

I hear Nara's voice a few times, it sounds both angry and lustful at the same time. After a minute, the sounds annoy me, so I turn the music up and close my eyes. Through the gritty music, I hear the door click open. I don't bother to open my eyes and see whatever skank he just took.

I hear the girl sob and move away. I crack an eye and see him staring straight at me. I pull an earphone out, "What the hell are you doing?" he crosses his arms over his chest. The door to his office is open, and I can smell the arid odor of sex wafting out. "Nothing." I say.

"Did you hear any of that?" he asks, somewhat angry, "Yup. And frankly, I don't care what you and some bimbo just did." He huffs at my utter dismissal, before turning and going back into his office. I am so glad I have the next few days off so I don't have to deal with him.

The door opens up briefly and he hurls something at my desk, "Take those up to Neji." I pick up the folder. I sigh and stand up, anything to get me away from Nara. I think I might kill him tonight…

Neji Hyuuga is one of the name partners that works the night shift, he and Nara are the only two that do though. I decide to take the stairs, if only to prolong the time I'm away from my desk. Sure, I rarely do any work, but I just hate sitting around for too long.

I reach the top floor after a few minutes of walking. The top floor is much different than downstairs. The carpets are lush, and clean. More people are bustling about, and therefore, more lights are on. The brightness of the lights sting my eyes, and blind me somewhat, but I quickly adjust, like a mortal to darkness.

I walk forward, still partially blind. I grunt as I bump into someone and we both fall backwards. My eyes start to adjust more, and I can make out the basic shape of the girl I bumped into. She wears a light tan suit with a matching skirt. The papers she that was carrying fall to the ground.

She rubs her rear and looks up at me, "O-Oh my! I-I'm so sorry!" She scrambles to her feet and helps me up. She then kneels back down and collects her papers, and I grab the folder for Hyuuga. When she stands back up, I get a better look at her. Her eyes are pale, much like Hyuuga's (Probably a relative), long dark hair with a violet hue, a perfect hourglass figure, and a chest that could bring any man to his knees.

"P-Please forgive me," she bows deeply, and her hair falls in a curtain over her face. There's a smell about her, it's sweet, it's…

'Blood'

It's fresh, I smell it. It's coming from her. 'Her arms!' I grab her wrist and pull her into the nearest closet, "Wh-what are you d-doing?" She pulls the cord on the lone light bulb as I lift her arm up and pull down the sleeve. There's a bandage on her forearm, with a fresh red stain slowly spreading on it.

The girl wriggles in my grip, "P-Please, don't t-tell anyone!" She says. I half hear her, my eyes are still fixed on the bandage. I bring a claw up to it and cut it off. The scent instantly became stronger, and my hunger started to take over as a drop of the crimson liquid ran over the skin, lingering for only a moment, before falling to the ground.

I look back into her pale eyes, and her wriggling stops, "What is your name?" I ask, "H-Hinata." I push her back against one of the shelves. I release her hand and dive in, sinking my teeth into the soft flesh of her neck. She let out a pained squeal as her flesh breaks. My vision starts to go red, her blood is pure. She has not been touched by the pigs on this floor. I care not if I change her. When I'm in blood lust, I can't control the change of my victims.

I pull away after a moment, and her body slumps to the floor, dead. I take several deep breaths, and my vision returns to normal. I wipe my chin and step out of the closet, shutting and locking it behind me. I walk back towards Hyuuga's office.

My curiosity gets the better of me, and I open the folder. Inside are some handwritten recipts and credit card bills, each of them saying that Nara has been ordering hookers on the firm's dime, and Hyuuga's been endorsing it.

I step in front of the office door, and raise my hand to knock, "I don't care!" Hyuuga's voice sounds from inside, "I've told you time, and time again…!"

"I-I'm sorry, Neji-kun!"

That voice…

"Just get out of my office."

The door opens before my knuckles make the connection with the wood. I gasp.

'H-How can this be?'

I stand in her way, and her chocolate eyes look at me expectantly to move, but I just stare at her, eyes wide.

'She's supposed to be dead'

"Excuse me." She says.

"Y-Yoshiko?"

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