Chapter 2

"Hey, this sounds too good to be true. Is there a downside? There has to be," Naruto asked the demon.

'Well, yes. The downside is that even though now you only want more blood, as you grow you will begin to need blood. If you don't drink at least once a day, you'll feel like you are suffocating. And of course you will have to restrain yourself. You can't drink the entire village, even though you will want to.'

"That's it? I can cross running water? What about garlic? And mirrors?"

'I'm telling you, you are not a vampire!'

"What am I then?!"

'You are a Jinchuuriki.'

"A what?"

'All over the world, there are eight others like you. People that have a demon, a tailed beast, a Bijuu, living inside them. When their Bijuu awakens, they too will drink blood in exchange for power.'

A Jinchuuriki… that sounded… incredibly cool!

*End of Flashback*

'It does still sound cool…' Naruto thought as, now at the lake, he was getting rid of the girl's body. He felt more satisfied now and he knew that it wouldn't ever be enough. Plus, it was getting dark. It would not look good for the suspect to arrive after dark.

With a sigh, he went back to the top of his hunting building, where he had left his bag. He retrieved it and went down to the busy street. Nobody payed any attention to him as he kept walking down the street.

"Excuse me?" he heard a voice say, but of course it couldn't be meant for him. "Excuse me?" the voice repeated. He felt someone tap on his shoulder. Instinct overcame him and so he turned around brusquely, positioning his body to a battle stance.

Anyone else would have considered this rude, but not Hinata. After observing him for so many years, she knew that Naruto always had to deal with attacks and murder attempts, and that was the only touch he knew. So she simply took a step back, clutched her hands in front of her lap and shyly looked away while wildly blushing like she always did.

"U-Um… Naruto-kun? Um… I was just…walking home and I… saw you… and, well, um… s-since you're headed there too… I-I thought we could…" she stuttered.

'Who is she?' Naruto wondered.

'She's the Hyuuga princess, idiot. You went to school with her.' Kyuubi pointed out.

"Hinata?!" he blurted out "That can't be you!" She had changed so much since he last saw her. Her hair was much longer and well… she looked more… grown, in every sense of the word. But her eyes were still that pearly lavender color, she was still weirdly quiet and stuttered, and her face was still all red like every time he saw her. "It is you! Wow, you have changed so much…"

Hinata blushed even redder but lifted her gaze a little to examine Naruto. He was much taller, and more built. His face looked aged, no longer round, and looked perhaps rather tired. Even so, one thing that didn't change was that cheerful smile that didn't quite reach his sapphire blue eyes. They reflected that pain and loneliness he had always tried to cover, but only Hinata seemed to notice. "S-So have you… Naruto-kun…"

After a little more chit-chat they headed off to the Hyuuga residence.

"T-Tadaimasu…" Hinata stuttered as she opened the door to her house. Naruto was unsure of what to do but ended up offering a quiet "Oyama shimasu…"

Like in everywhere he went, Naruto was greeted with hateful glares and just like that, the tiny moment being the loud, blunt and cheerful person he used to be vanished.

Naruto was getting desperate. Five days! Five freaking days! He hadn't been allowed to even get some air. It was worse than jail! He hadn't fed at all for five freaking days! He was slowly feeling the effects. At first it was bearable, just a hindrance. But as the days passed, he slowly began feeling like he couldn't catch his breath and now he was even getting dizzy. It was getting harder to see in the dark and even though he had grown accustomed to walking silently, he was now limited in speed.

He clutched his unruly blond hair in his fists. This was torture. But he couldn't let it show. He had to keep his cool when there were people around. And now it was time for breakfast, which he had to attend if he didn't want to arouse suspicions.

With a deep breath and a loud sigh, he got up from the bed they provided, got dressed quickly and went for breakfast. Hinata was there, cooking.

"O-Ohayou Gozaimasu… Naruto-kun…" she stuttered.

Naruto was determined not to let them see how pathetic he felt so he slapped a wide, wide grin on his face and almost shouted "Ohayou! Hinata!" which made Hinata blush.

There were lots of people in the house, even if they didn't live there. He had to be monitored pretty much all the time, after all. Hinata's parents, her sister, Neji and two others. Even though they all glared at him, he smiled at them very wide and offered them a "good morning" as well before sitting at the breakfast bar.

'Pathetic, arrogant and stupid humans…' he thought to himself. They were so inferior compared to a Jinchuuriki, yet they acted as if they were at the top of the food chain. He could kill them all right this second, drink them dry. The thought made Naruto smirk and he daydreamed about it a little longer.

"Here you go, Naruto-kun," said Hinata as she laid a plate with scrambled eggs with ham and bacon in front of him. Naruto may have been suffocating, but one thing he never got rid of was his love for food.

"Yum!" he yelled as he split his chopsticks. "Itadakimasu!"

He ate all of it and then asked for seconds. "This is so good, Hinata. You will make such a great wife someday!"

'W-Wife?! Me?! His wife?!' Hinata thought, panicking and blushing redder than she ever did.

"Hey, are you okay? You look like you have a fever…" he said, reaching to feel her forehead. But he wasn't looking at her face at all. He was staring at her neck. Usually, it was as pale as it could possibly be, but now it was red. Blood was rising to her face… through the veins in her neck. He licked his lips, feeling as if he was in a desert. Blood. Sweet, delicious blood was running through those veins right there, inches away from him. It would be so easy to take it. The only thing that would make him feel better… it was right there… but he couldn't take it.

"Ahem," Neji cleared his throat, interrupting Naruto from touching Hinata's forehead. It had nothing to do with Hinata; he simply thought Naruto was being a loud, inappropriate pest. Naruto glanced at him sideways and shot him a venomous glare. 'If only I didn't have the whole village after me…' he thought.

"I AM FUCKING THIRSTY!" Naruto yelled in his room while throwing a vase against the wall, making it smash to pieces, loudly. He no longer cared if they heard. It had been almost two weeks. He couldn't stand it anymore.

He was slowly suffocating. He felt like he was drowning. The room whirled round and round and he couldn't distinguish the ceiling from the floor. His chest felt like it was being crushed by a bulldozer. His throat was on fire! It felt like they were holing a frying pan to his neck.

He crouched on the floor, his face buried in his knees, while clutching his hair so fiercely that he was about to yank it off.

"Arrrrggghhh!" he groaned in pain. He needed blood, now. He couldn't bear it for much longer. If he had to kill the entire village, he would. He didn't care anymore. His eyes were getting redder and redder; his canines painfully forcing themselves to grow sharper and longer. He couldn't help it.

"Naruto-kun?! What's wrong?! Are you okay?!" Hinata stormed in his room, very worried.

He lifted his gaze and Hinata couldn't believe what she was seeing. His eyes, that were usually sapphire blue, were now not only red but hungrily glowing. Rubies, was the first thing that came to her mind. Her pearly eyes widened in horror and she was frozen in place.

"H-Hinata…" he managed to make out "Why… Why did you come in alone?" He didn't know how he figured it out while in so much pain, but he knew that a slip-up like that was going to get the entire household, if not the entire village, inside the room to restrain him.

"W-What? U-Um… Uh…" Hinata didn't know what to do or how to react, so she just responded with the truth. "N-Naruto-kun… the-there's… there's an emergency going on. Didn't you hear? They found bodies somewhere… they think someone's attacking the village. S-So everyone… went to… help…"

Naruto didn't care what that meant right now. The only thing he cared about was that everyone was gone and her heart was beating so fast. He could hear it. The color left her face but the blood was flowing so fast. Blood.

Throb. Throb.

Naruto's hair grew bristly, his eyes redder than ever and his canines so long he could no longer keep them inside his mouth. Hinata stared in horror as he got up and assumed a predatory posture. He started laughing. Laughing loud and hard, he looked demented.

"N-Naruto… kun?" she managed to stutter.

"Hinata," he said after he was finally done laughing "don't move."

And just like that she wasfrozen in place. She couldn't do anything, not move a single muscle, as he moved towards her with a hungry grin and a demented look on his face.

'Kid, stop it. Not her,' Kyuubi warned.

'I'll erase her memory after. Right now… I can't… I need…'

'No, kid. It won't work…'

But Naruto wouldn't listen. He pushed her long, dark-blue hair away from her neck and, with one hand on her nape and the other on her waist, he leaned in as she stared with wide eyes at his long canines, unable to do anything else. She felt a stabbing pain as he expertly sank his sharp teeth into her pale neck. Then she felt his soft lips around the wound and the blood flow out of her body.

"Mmm…" he moaned in relief and pleasure. That delicious, intoxicating taste that could never be forgotten… finally…

He held her closer to him and drank faster, moaning and groaning as the fire slowly faded from his throat and he could finally breathe again.

'Kid, stop. That's enough.'

This time, he knew kyuubi was right. He couldn't kill her. She was the Hyuuga princess. But… but it was more than that. He couldn't believe he was thinking this but… she didn't deserve to die. He didn't want to kill her. Her voice echoed in his mind.

"Naruto-kun… you've changed too…" "Ohayou Naruto-kun, did you sleep well?" "Naruto-kun, have some breakfast…" "I'm so glad you liked it, Naruto-kun" "Naruto-kun, are you okay?!" "Naruto-kun…"

'Kun'… nobody had added a 'kun' to his name before. No one had cooked him a meal. No one had worried about him before. Why was the first thing she said when she walked in 'are you okay'? Had it been someone else, he would have been attacked, no questions asked. And her pearly lavender eyes, and her smile, and the way she looked down and got all red when she was embarrassed… no, he didn't want to kill her. She was kind and shy and she was the only one that didn't glare at him or avoid him. She really didn't deserve to die. And he didn't want her to die.

Still a little reluctantly, he separated himself from that wonderful taste. The wound began to close, and he couldn't help but lick the bloody trail that a drop left to her shoulder, making her shudder.

"Forget everything that just happened, Hinata" he said before taking a few steps back and vanishing into the dark, jumping quicker than her eyes could follow.

Forget? How could she just forget? Naruto-kun was a… a…

'Kid,' said kyuubi while Naruto jumped from building to building, looking for someone else to prey on so that the discomfort in his chest and throat would go away 'you really are an idiot.'

"What?" he asked.

'I warned you. You didn't listen.'

"What are you talking about?"

'You can't mess with the memories of a bearer of the Byakuugan. It's impossible.'

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