Finally, the sequel to Dragon's Heart! Next week I'll be posting character concept art of a few pieces of Yoru's different outfits, Trezza and Nebiah and Yoru's improved dragon form :)

I will try to make future chapters longer and a few more Yoru/Sakura, Yoru/Kakashi/Naruto/Sakura moments. Also, since I've started college updates to this story may be slow for a while. I'll also try to add three chapters at a time if I can.


~Prologue~

With a snarl-growl, a black cloaked young male lunged at the middle-aged appearing elder. His frustration building as he continuously didn't land a hit on his teacher. When the adult dodged again, the young adult snarled in frustration. "Hold still, damn you!"

The middle-aged appearing man chuckled, dodging another of the younger's attacks. "If I stay still it would defeat the purpose of this exercise."

"And IF you had told me that we'd be hiding within the Akatsuki before hand... well, I don't give a damn right now!" the younger struck again and again and again. Only tiring himself out in a reckless manner that disappointed the elder.

"You're putting too much effort into this simple exercise, too much anger backing it." the middle-aged appearing elder tut-tutted the younger. They continued on a little while longer, until the elder had enough of the younger's foul attitude. "Enough... we're done for today."

The younger growled, clenching his fists and gritted his teeth. He didn't want this training session to end, but the elder didn't want to hear of it. The middle-aged appearing elder ignored the younger's protests and dismissed the young adult male as he left the training room. He tsked and turned his back towards where the elder had left through. Going over to a table against the wall further from him, placing his hands down on it and lowered his head as he sighed heavily. After a few moments, the young adult picked up the thrumming heartbeats of another.

He breathed in deeply, taking in the familiar scent of clay and the occasional explosives. "I know you're there... Deidara."

The long blonde haired male jolted and finally rounded the corner. "How'd you know it was me, un. I hid my chakra that time..." he loosely crossed his arms.

The younger smirked a little, straightening up and turned to face Deidara. He leaned back against the table and crossed his arms. "Do you have what I requested?" He questioned.

Deidara nodded his head, pulling out a small scroll from his pouch. "Yeah, I have it right here," the blonde akatsuki handed the scroll to the younger. "Why're you so interested in the Nine-Tails and the cutie, un?" Deidara flinched from the look the young male threw at him from under his cloak hood. He threw up his hands in defense. "J-Just wondering., yeah."

The younger male tucked away the scroll and moved to stand beside the blonde akatsuki, clasping Deidara's shoulder with his right hand.

"Sorry, Dei, but this shall remain our lil secret." The younger grinned, his feline-like , sharp teeth flashed. "And my reasoning in asking ... classified." He patted Diedara's shoulder and lrft the room.

The blonde akatsuki turned around 3/4 view towards the door and sighed , a bit disappointed. "... we'll, I like this kid better than that bastard Itachi... yeah."


The cloaked younger male made his way down the dimly lit hallway, having little trouble in navigating thanks to his natural night vision. He came to his bedroom door and entered, closing it behind himself and moved towards the mirror he had hanging on the wall across from his bed. As he undid his cloak from around his shoulders with one hand and tossed it aside onto his bed. With his other hand he snapped his fingers and the small various candles he had around the room flickered to life. The first day he had arrived here, he learned he had the ability to manipulate fire at will.

He stood in front of the mirror, his slightly glowing crimson eyes staring back at himself. He brought a hand up to his forehead, touching the tips of his fingers to his new markings . His ancestral uncle told him that his curse mark had taken form into his what identified him from others of his blood, a soul mark Kagenashi had said. With a soft sigh, He brought both hands to take off his earrings and the ear cuff ring he also wore. He then ran a hand across the cut short side of his head.

Glancing over at the calendar he had he dropped his hands and sighed, Only six more months in this place...

He turned away from the mirror and went to his bed, moving his cloak to the chair next to the bed and flopped down on his back. He placed his hands behind his head and closed his yes, remembering the old days back in Konohagakure. For a moment, he thought about the friends he made and the times he spent alone with the girl he loved. Turning onto his side and a simple gesture of his hand, the candles were snuffed out. He feather-lightly touched his lips, his heart skipped a beat and a slight smile crossed his lips as he remembered their kiss... and his promise.

Soon... I'll be coming home.