An did not reply, but transported themselves with a jutsu. They reappeared right in the middle of the entrance hall of the Sasaki Mansion. As transport jutsu was forbidden by the Mansion rules, Kazuhiko dashed out of his room to check on the rule breaker. He bumped into An when he was making his way down. "An –sama, are you alright? You covered in blood."

"I need to convert Madara- kun right now. I need my knife. Get Kyouhei to bring in the Medic nin, I need you there."

"Hai," Kazuhiko replied firmly and dashed down. He went and woke up the young man before he rushed to the kitchen. He pulled along a large mug as well as packs of blood. Although they knew what they were doing, this was An's first time to convert and that they were not prepared for it.

When he arrived at the entrance hall. Kyouhei has almost completed his task. Most of the wounds were either healed by his chakra or wrapped up with bandages. The medic nin was writing up the report, confirming the man's status.

"Kazuhiko, where's An-sama?" Kyouhei asked in desperation, as even though he has covered up most of the wound on the surface, the man's status was not well, as he has ran out of his own chakra and that the eyes were draining the remaining. He admired Madara's ability in secret; if he was a mortal and received such level of damage, he thought he would be already a dead man. But Uchiha Madara was no ordinary man. With such damage, he was stilling fighting against the man that he loved.

After a few minutes, which the men felt it was forever, An arrived with a wooden box. "Kyouhei- kun, bring the medic nin away and Kazu-kun, get ready," he ordered as he kneeled besides the wrapped man, and opened the box. He took out a silver combat knife from the box and sanitised it with his lighter. He inhaled deeply as he cut his wrist wide open. He hated the smell of his own blood, as the monster inside him reacted. He squashed his wrist into Madara's mouth and let the man swallow his blood. He closed his eyes and tried to distract himself with other issues that he has to deal with. He has to feed the man with 500cc of his own blood. He hoped Kazuhiko has prepared, if not, he doubted that he could control his urge to drink his assistant's blood.

"Kazu…" he whispered dryly. He dropped Madara carelessly as he wanted fresh blood. Before he managed to pin Kazuhiko down on the marble floor, the latter managed to push the large mug of blood that he prepared earlier.

His master drank the red liquid in one large gulp. The monster lured inside his torso. This was the first time he has blood someone, and he just realised the consequences. He was young after all, as the chill rushed down his spine, "Kazu-kun, we're in trouble," he whispered tiredly. "Ask Kyouhei-kun to prepare all the necessary letters, we have to inform Kyo-chan, Akira-san as well as the elders."

"It's fine by me. But has to inform Akira-san as soon as possible," a woman replied as she opened the wooden front door. "I was disturbed by Kyuubi's chakra, so I come to talk to you."

Kazuhiko bowed quickly and waved at one of his men. The man approached the men who were standing by the door way to the sitting room, while the woman paced towards An graciously. She observed Madara's eyes closely. "He will definitely have a hard time," she stated. "He will recover, but it will take time, even for our standards."

"I know," An waved. Another man appeared by his side. "Take Madara-kun to the guest bedroom. He needs rest." He stood up as the man lifted Madara up gently. "Let's go to my study, Kyo-chan."

"Sure," she replied, "are you going to tell Hashirama-kun?"

"Obviously, not," An stated, "the betrayal is evident. I have made a dummy by the waterfall. His men should be able to find it. Uchiha Madara is dead. We, Sasaki have just welcomed our latest addition."

Kyo rolled her eyes, "An – chan, you are always so impatient, so thoughtless. Your old men will definitely screw you up. Seriously, you have been kind to the human, far to kind to some of the elders tastes… really, even some of the Akashiya elders."

"So?" An responded boldly, "I am the head of clan. They have appointed me. Also, since Madara is an Uchiha, one of the strongest shinobi in the current world. Kyo-chan," he opened his bedroom door for the woman, "we, Sasaki are warriors for centuries. We treasure power as mush as we lust for blood. A strong member is always welcome."

"That's the point." Kyo made her way to one of the couch by the window. "You are contradicting yourself. If you are power-lusted, then why you let the human rule the land?"

"Because we have far too much time? I suppose…" he placed a tea port and two clay cups on the coffee table. "That's why apart from the Hatake, I like the Nara that Senju bought along."

"Talking about the Hatake, has Minoru – kun recovered from his son's death?" Kyo asked in concern. "I have not seen him near Gosutobare since I have rejected his request to access certain death scroll."

An exhaled tiredly, "sadly… No, as both of his sons are dead within these two years. He was extremely upset as he thought he could break the tradition, as the bloodline is thin, they tend to have only one heir that can survive to adulthood." He refilled Kyo's cup with more green tea. "There's still hope as he said he is going to name his future child as Sakumo, the fruit of the field."

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