Warning: blood and badly written gore! =]

Song mentioned: Creep by Anberlin (Acoustic)

Chapter 2 – Suspicions

Sasuke laid there, completely naked with an equally naked red head thrown over him. It was way to early for the Uchiha to even contemplate getting up and he had other things that he wanted to think about. Like a certain pink haired rodent who was going to bring him money…

Ah yes, he could even smell the paper notes rolling in now; of course there was still a small problem. The girl looked rather stubborn and hard to work with, then there'd be the obvious age she was. He'd have to ask that later, if she were under eighteen then he'd need parental consent, which obviously wasn't happening since he found her on the street. Of course it wasn't like he couldn't maybe bribe a few people like the legal department for example to keep their traps shut.

Sasuke looked over at the clock on his bed side table, six fifteen, the red numbers caused Him to frown, he didn't have work today and he was waking up at this god damn hour! He huffed and stared out the huge window that was placed in his bedroom. The good thing about being on the top floor of one of the highest buildings was that nobody could get a peck into your house from across the road. That was something he deeply loved seeing as he didn't want anyone seeing what he and his betrothed got up to.

The street pigeons were singing and the sky was cloudy and thick with rain, summer was definitely coming to a close. With a reluctant sigh he pushed the unconscious woman off him with ease, being carful not to wake her, Karin was by no means a morning person and Sasuke didn't want to have to deal with her wrath. He walked over to his dresser and slipped on a new pair of boxers and walking out into his incredibly large and spacious condo.

Sasuke's condo was made up of the entire top floor; his front door was even the freaking lift! And he was incredibly proud of this fact, he new that his condo was amazing, right from the expensive wooden floors to the wall windows on the far walls in at least every room, only exception of course was the bathrooms.

He padded along on heavy bare feet into his open plan kitchen and opened up his huge fridge. Sasuke had foods from all over the world in here, some of it he had never even heard of, it was mostly Karin's weird dieting crap. He pulled out a bottle of orange juice and drank from the bottle, if Karin caught him doing this she'd probably flip, good thing she wouldn't be up for another five hours at least.

It was only half an hour later that Sasuke was dressed in a black shirt and matching dark jeans, driving in his expensive looking BMW. The road to his Parents house was almost empty if it wasn't for the odd person trying to get to work or somewhere else. When he did turn into his Parents Street though the street was completely empty of all cars, it gave the place an almost eerie affect that would have made someone's skin crawl.

Sasuke didn't come here often, it was mostly only when he was told to come that he'd actually come, but now that he had his investment living under that roof he felt the urge to make sure his father hadn't killed her yet. That man had such a short temper, it was also for that reason that Sasuke never brought Karin over unless he was also going to be there, his father wasn't very fond of the red head.

He shook his head of such thoughts as he got out of his car once he entered the Uchiha mansion grounds. His brother's car was still here which caused Sasuke's brow to deepen. He knew for a fact that Itachi had not arrived earlier than himself, that man was a slave for his bed. Sasuke wondered what reason he could have to stay over, unless his mother decided to go all mother hen on him, if so then Sasuke was glad he got out early. He loved his mother a lot, don't get him wrong, he did. But his mother can get very over protective of her boys. Even though her oldest son was twenty-eight and youngest was twenty-four.

As he opened the front door he was met with maids and butlers hurrying with their last minute cleaning and preparations and the scent of eggs and bacon was in the air. He moved quickly through the house to the corridor, which led to many spare rooms. He opened the door to the girl's (whose name escapes him) not caring in the least that she might be sleeping.

His eyes were on the bed the moment it was in sight. It was completely empty, the sheets were thrown back and the pillows were everywhere but he couldn't see the pink haired girl anywhere. He now scanned the rest of the room and saw a figure sitting on the windowsill. She was wearing one of his mothers night gowns and it hung off her body, she had nowhere near enough hip and chest to fill it and it made her look small and fragile. He knew that wasn't true, she was quite tall for a girl; she just lacked certain assets. He took note of her far away look in her bright green eyes as she stared out at the cloudy sky. Her pink uneven strands stuck out from sleep and she sat stretched out across the wide windowsill.

"Don't you have anything else to wear? You can't wear my mothers night gowns all day you know." Sasuke commented. She turned around and faced him, a small smile on her lips but a knowing look in her eye.

"Yeah, Mikoto said she was going to take me out later. Do you want anything?" She asked. Slipping off the sill she walked over to the bedpost and leaned against it, her arms folded over her non-existent chest as her eyes bored into Sasuke's. He felt a little under pressure under her intense gaze but ignored it.

"There are some legal thing's that I want to go over." He stated simply before grabbing some forms from his pocket that he'd taken from his father's office last night before heading home.

"What legal stuff?" She asked with a confused look. Her eyebrows knitted together in confusion. Sasuke let out an irritated huff. He hated explaining things.

"To join the agency you have to fill out your details and sign a contract." He said with as little detail as humanly possible. Her eyebrows lifted and she nodded in agreement.

Sakura walked over to the large oak desk on the other side of the room and sat down, taking a pen from the drawer and unfolded the paper Sasuke had chucked in front of her. She could feel him leaning over her as she filled in the form, reading what she wrote.

Sasuke felt a surge of surprise, which he bet down very quickly, when she filled in her age, she claimed to be nineteen. She certainly didn't look it, he thought that maybe she was seventeen at most. She was too under developed, there was no way in hell she was really that age.

"You know that lying about your age wont help, in fact it only complicates things later on if you get found out." He stated. Sakura shot him a glare that could scare grown men. She hated people saying that! Just because she had small boobs and no hips didn't mean she was sixteen or whatever!

"Who says I'm lying. Keep your trap shut if you're going to insult me Uchiha, I'm not a little girl." She all but spat. All the while she was willing her fangs to stop aching for release. Sasuke gave her a murderous glare that would have scared Sakura if she weren't concentrating so hard on keeping her Fangs in check.

Sasuke couldn't believe the nerve of this girl! Nobody, and he means nobody stands up to an Uchiha! They were the bosses around here, not the other way around. This girl should learn to not bite the hand that feeds.

Sakura huffed and turned back around to continue filling in her details. Her canines were sore and she knew she'd have to go hunt tonight. When her fangs reacted to her temper like this it only made her thirst worse, she'd probably be going mad by nightfall.

The forms were tedious and boring for Sakura as well as Sasuke and were both happy to see the end of the last form. Sakura leaned back in her chair, raising her arms over her head to stretch them as she also stretched her legs out. Sasuke on the other hand was still standing and was uncomfortably shifting from foot to foot. The clock on the wall now stated that it was half eight and Sakura was in the mood for some of that bacon she could smell, she can't even remember the last time she even had bacon!

"Well, we're done here so I'm going down stairs to go find some of that bacon I can smell." Sakura all but sang as she jumped up and ran out of the room. Sasuke on the other hand was still standing there wondering how the hell she could smell bacon of all things when the kitchen was on the other end of the house.

…!...

Sakura sat at the Island in the middle of the Kitchen with her stomach filled to the brim with delicious food that Sakura is sure she'd never tasted before in her life! In fact it was so good that she was even considering staying for maybe a month instead of a week. Her contract she signed that morning was meant for a year but Sakura was planning on breaking it soon enough anyway, she couldn't be kept here by a simple piece of paper. Sometimes it made her laugh at how simple humans were. Even if she was part human herself.

The cook who had kindly offered to cook for her was looking through the huge fridge in amazement, Sakura had actually managed to scarf down half the bleeding food supply, and that was something when taking in the sheer size of the fridge. Sakura just shrugged it off though when the man mentioned it, she hadn't had a proper meal like that in years and had lived off of blood so it shouldn't even be a surprise that she practically cleaned out the fridge.

Sakura heard footstep enter the kitchen and was met with a tired looking Sasuke lookalike. He was dressed and his long hair was all in place but his tired looking and unconnected eyes told you that he was anything but alert. Sakura never would have pinned him for someone who wasn't a morning person. He was the last one to get up, the other two Uchiha's had already gotten up an hour ago and Sakura was up at six o' clock, her instincts that she'd developed over the years were hard to kill but Sakura didn't mind being up at the crack of dawn to much anyways.

The neat looking Zombie shuffled over to the coffee pot and poured himself a very strong cup. Sakura scrunched up her nose at the smell of the coffee beans, it was overpowering the smell of the food she'd previously devoured.

Itachi sat on the seat opposite Sakura without much grace but he didn't care in the slightest. He watched as she played with her fork and trying not to scrunch her nose up, which she was failing at. Itachi drained the last dribble of coffee and felt himself finally begin to wake up. He looked over at Sakura again and felt the need to begin a conversation, unlike his brother who was, by the way a social reject, and actually liked conversation. Plus she looked like a pretty intelligent girl, leaving out the obvious differences in class of course.

"Say, Sakura, is it?" She looked up and nodded. "Where did you come from?"

"Oh, you mean where I was born?" Itachi gave her a simple nod and waited for her answer.

"Ah, right. I was born in New Orleans but my family moved to Japan." She answered. Itachi nodded his head in interest.

"What made your family move to Japan then?"

"My mum was Japanese and she missed her family." Sakura lied. In reality they all moved because the 'old ones' (vampires that made the three laws, very important people) tried to kill them. They moved to Japan to hide.

"Ah, interesting. So your Father was an American I take it?" He asked.

"Yes, he was." Sakura answered with pride in the voice. Pride that Itachi didn't miss.

"I move around a lot now, I was thinking of maybe going across to Asia, but I don't have the money." Sakura stated. She'd wanted to leave Japan for a while now but she'd never been able to save up enough money for a ferry, obviously, it was way too much for Sakura to even dream of making.

Itachi nodded in thought, there was obviously more to this girl that what meet's the eye, and all that was, was a street rat with uneven pink hair. And speaking of pink hair, Itachi wanted to know how she got her hair that colour without the need of hair dye! It was so weird. She didn't even have roots!

"Your hair, how did you get it that colour, it's very unusual."

"Oh, it's natural. A genetic thing. My Dad had the same hair colour too." She stated before chuckling nervously and playing with her uneven blunt strands.

"Oh really, how odd." Itachi didn't believe her. The way she looked so sheepish when saying that was weird, it was like when he asked about her coming over to Japan, she might not have noticed her look but Itachi certainly did. But he decided to be kind and change the subject but he would for sure consult Sasuke later.

"What was that song you were singing yesterday, it was good." He did actually like that song; it was his kind of music.

"It's called creep. I made it ages ago." She stated with pride once again entering her eyes when she spoke, it was rather amusing. Itachi really did like this girl, even if she had some mystery about her, then again that just made her more interesting.

"Well I have to go now, I promised to go clothes shopping with Mikoto at half eleven and that was fifteen minutes ago so cya' later Itachi." She said as she stood up in what he noticed was his mothers nightgown and all but marched out of the room. One of the cooks placed a well-made breakfast in front of him and Itachi would have jumped in fright, but he had his pride to think about.

…!...

It was around noon when Itachi was actually able to track down Sasuke, even though they were both in the same house. They both sat in a small posh café in the centre on Konoha and trying their best to blend in at the back.

"So remind me again why you dragged me out here, Itachi?" Sasuke asked in an annoyed tone. He picked up his coffee and began to drink.

"Patience was never your strong point eh, little brother?" Itachi joked. Sasuke sent him a dirty look that he reserved for his brother and Itachi chuckled.

"Fine fine, have it your way. It's about Sakura." Itachi stated in a casual tone while sipping on his coke.

"What about Sakura?" Sasuke questioned. He closely studied his brother with a careful eye, he had no idea where Itachi was going with this and it irritated him to no ends.

"How much do you know about her?" This made Sasuke frown. Damn Itachi and his Morse code!

"Her name, age, birthday… stuff like that. Why?" Itachi let out an irritated huff.

"Not her form information, about her personally." Itachi said, letting a little of his annoyance leak through.

"That is personal information." Sasuke said before sipping his coffee. Itachi could strangle the man before him right now! He has got to be the smartest dumb person he has ever met in his entire life!

"That's not what I meant you spoon. I mean back ground information you wouldn't get on a form, like her parents or where she was born or her favorite food or something similar." He said with a little more emotion in it.

"Did you seriously just call me a spoon?" Sasuke smirked at his brother's obvious annoyed state. Oh how he loved pissing Itachi off.

"Just answer the damn question Sasuke!" He hissed. Sasuke chuckled and decided that maybe he should just answer.

"Not really. I've only talked to her about legal matters. Why? She's just a girl." Sasuke shrugged it off like it was nothing and finished off his coffee.

"Because there is something that she's hiding. I just know it." This caught Sasuke's attention. His older brother never joked around with something like that.

"What makes you think that?" He asked curiously.

"I was talking to her earlier about how she came here and everything. I asked about why she came over to Japan and she seemed really sheepish when answering, like she was lying. She was the same when I asked about her hair." Sasuke thought that maybe Itachi was reading too much into things, it certainly wouldn't be the first time at least.

"I doubt there's much to it. She's probably just an illegal immigrant or something. Which would also explain her being on the streets you know. Either that or she's a teenage run away." Sasuke answered in an uninterested tone.

"Maybe, but still. I can't help but wonder." Itachi silently agreed with Sasuke, he probably was just reading too much into it or something.

"Wonder about what?" Sasuke asked curiously as he stood up and pulled his money out to pay.

"I wonder what she really is…" Itachi trailed off when Sasuke gave him a look. He just shrugged and pulled his jacket on.

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Sakura pulled on the new thick wooly jumper and light skinny jeans that Mikoto had just bought for her. They fit snuggly around her body and according to Ino (who was still examining the rest of her new wardrobe) she looked great too. Now all she needed was a good haircut but that wasn't happening until it grew another inch or two, otherwise it would be so short she'd look like a boy.

"Hey forehead." Ino called. Sakura's eye twitched at the annoying nickname the blond seemed to have picked up.

"What Ino-pig." She asked in an irritated voice.

"You don't have nearly enough clothes here. I mean common! Five tops? Seriously… And three pairs of jeans? You totally could have gotten a full wardrobe outta that woman. I heard she's been dying to go all mother hen on someone since the two Uchiha's moved out." She commented.

"I probably could but it's all I need. I'm not going to ask for more." It was the truth but it was also because Sakura also felt guilty for getting someone else to buy clothes for her, expensive ones at that! She was so used to relying on no one and only buying the cheapest of the cheap that all these designer labeled shops that Mikoto dragged her into came as quite a shock to her system. Mikoto didn't even let her into the cheaper shops; she kept saying that Sakura deserved it after being on the street for so long. In all honestly she would have preferred the cheaper stuff, it would make her feel better at least.

"Your too good hearted Sakura! Take what you can get! That's what I say!" Ino grinned, an evil look in her eyes. Sakura didn't even want to ask let alone know what was going through her head right now.

Sakura heard movement outside of the door and turned as it was swung open to show an old looking woman in the same uniform as Ino. Ino jumped as she entered the room, not hearing the woman come in. The woman herself looked to be out of puff, grey strands were falling out of the bun on the top of her head that gave her a tired and worn out look.

"Dinners ready Miss Haruno." She panted.

"Oh please don't call me that! Just Sakura's fine!" She pleaded. Sakura hated being treated so formally. The woman nodded and gave a kind smile before motioning with her hands for Sakura to follow.

Ino waved her off as she continued to put her new clothes away and Sakura followed the woman down the hall. The halls were never ending as they both traveled silently along them. If it weren't for the Maid then Sakura would be lost! The halls were like mazes, each and every one of them looked the exact same, fluffy red carpets, white walls and the odd painting hung here or there.

Finally Sakura walked into a huge dining room. Their was a huge dark wooden table in the middle with chairs to match, the wooden floor made her silent foot steps audible and the white walls helped to make all the paintings stand out. The room was very well designed and Sakura couldn't help but once again look around in utter amazement. She was brought back to reality however when she felt many pairs of eyes on her. She looked around the table and Saw the Uchiha family plus Karin plus one new face all staring at her. Sakura moved as fast as she could over to the table and Sat down next to Mikoto.

Sakura looked at the person sitting across from her, she was so sure she'd never seen her before in her life. She had lightly tanned skin and the deepest brown eyes Sakura had ever seen. Her hair was a dark, almost black, brown and fell around her shoulders in corkscrew curls. She looked very European too, her features were soft and smooth, and her eyes were slanted, giving her an almost exotic look.

"This is Taya, Itachi's Girlfriend. She's from Italy." Mikoto whispered in Sakura's ear. At that moment Taya waved and a grin lit up her face. Sakura caught sight of Itachi sitting next to her with a soft expression on his face. Sakura's eyes almost fell out of her sockets, in the short time she'd known Itachi she'd never ever think he'd even know an expression such as this one. The way he looked at her, it was like she was the one thing in the world that he cared about. He looked at her with such an open expression. Sakura looked over at Sasuke and Karin, he was looking at her, but it was in a more guarded look, and not romantic in the slightest. She sort of felt sorry for the red head.

Suddenly a plate of food was sat in front of her and Sakura actually panicked when she looked down. There, on either side of the plate, were at least three different sets of cutlery! And Sakura couldn't for the life of her remember table manners; in fact, the only thing she could remember was to chew with her mouth closed. She gulped, looked across the table and noticed Fugaku looking at her with an expecting look. Oh god, he's testing me! Sakura thought. She couldn't do this; she'd spent far to long eating with her fingers to remember all of this! Sakura gulped, picked up the largest knife and fork there and stabbed the piece of chicken on her plate. She silently thanked the cook however for not using chopsticks, she may be Japanese, but she still sucked at using chopsticks.

Sakura felt embarrassed to the core of her being, she was sitting there with her knife and fork in the most awkward position possible. Her fork was sticking straight up from the chicken breast and she was holding her knife like it was some murder weapon, which it was really, you had to see the sharpness of this thing. She looked up again and noticed Fugaku's quizzing glare had not moved an inch from her plate. With another gulp she began to practically saw the chicken with her knife until it was in edible squares. Then with jaunted movements she stabbed each bit of meat individually before shoveling it in her mouth, remembering to chew with her gob shut unlike yesterday when Ino gave her the sandwich.

Sakura now repeated these movements with effort for the rest of the food, not missing the fact that the longer she sat in the room the more she began to notice that everyone's heart beats were beginning to become louder and louder as they sang to her in that mystic way she'd never understood. Sakura was so stiff by the end of the main course because she was scared to so much as move. If she did move Sakura feared that she might just loose control and rip everyone's throats out. The sun was starting to set overhead but it was nowhere near dark enough to go hunting in. Sakura's canines began to length and she pushed her tongue hard against them to keep them in place. When one of the Butlers came around to take her plate away she had to hold her breath and whisper a thank you just so she could avoid killing the poor man.

Sakura looked over to Taya and was instantly drawn to her neck, she didn't even mean to look, and her heart was pounding hard because Itachi had whispered something to her. Sakura could see the small pulsating motions of her veins and licked her lips. The very motion disgusted her and Sakura decided that she wanted to get out of that room right now! The longer she stayed there the more in danger these people are. With stiff movement Sakura stood up and bowed as low as her body would allow her in Fugaku's direction.

"Please allow me to leave the table I'm not feeling very well." She said through clenched teeth. The pounding of their hearts grew louder and louder and Sakura didn't wait for a reply. She simply walked with speed she didn't even know she possessed to the door and then ran through the hallway until the found the front door and flung it open before running as fast as she could out of there.

Sakura knew it wasn't a good idea to skip her hunt yesterday and she felt like such an idiot for not paying attention to her body's needs! She'd gotten caught up in the moment when Mikoto had taken her away last night and now she was paying for it. Sakura's fangs were completely lengthened now as she ran at full speed along the pavement. The sun had fully set now and Sakura could hunt all she liked until this awful thirst had past.

Sakura ran through the clubbing area of Konoha like her life depended on it. She was looking for the alleyway that she'd been using since her arrival; she turned a corner and saw it right up ahead. Skidding to a halt she practically leaped into the ally and crouched down against the wall holding her uneven strands of hair in her fists.

Sakura had to wait a whole hour before someone who was by themselves actually walked past and by this time Sakura was not even thinking, her human side was completely buried by her unbelievable thirst and the man's pulse was so loud that it was the only thing she could hear. She grabbed him by the back of his color shirt and dragged him into the ally. The man let out a very 'manly' squeal and began to kick and fight back, but it was no use, all he did as make his heartbeat faster with adrenaline and the music was louder than Sakura could bear. She slammed him against the wall bite his neck.

Her teeth tore through his skin and muscle until it reached that vein, that thick amazing lustful vein. His blood spurted everywhere, his clothes, Sakura's clothes, her hair and their skin. Sakura drank in huge gulps, all but sucking and licking everything she could get. The man's cries were getting more and more silent as he slipped into unconsciousness and Sakura felt the burning pleasure of the sweet red desire spread through her body to the tips of her fingers and toes. She hated it so much, yet every time she did this she didn't want it to end, the feel of the red liquid flowing down her throat and dripping down her chin was so irresistible it was so taboo, and she couldn't stand it.

Once she regained enough of her senses she stopped sucking and instead she licked the gaping hole closed. Under her tongue she felt the skin close over and seal itself. Sakura let the man slip from her fingertips and watched as he crumpled to the ground. Sakura pulled off her bloodstained jumper and began to wipe away the evidence. Once she was satisfied she pulled the jumper back on and carefully placed her open hands on either temple. She closed her eyes in deep concentration and tried her hardest to push her mind into his through her connected hands. Once she felt the familiar tickling sensation of the mans mind she whispered two words.

"…Remember…nothing…" Sakura was only able to wipe memories, unlike full vampires. Normal vampires where able to do much, much more, they could not only take memories, they could give you false memories, read your mind and even talk to you, and all with just one glance. It made Sakura's ability look like a party trick.

The man in Sakura's hands opened his eyes but they were just blank. She removed her hands slowly, being careful not to damage his mind in some way. She stood back into the shadows and watched as he blinked a few times before cursing and stumbling off.

The pounding of nearby heartbeats caught Sakura's attention as she stood in position to grab her next unlucky victim…

…!...

It was about one in the morning when Sakura finally made it back to the mansion. She'd wiped her face, hair and clothes as best she could with her jumper. She turned it inside out; hiding the blood stains, and tied it around her waste before tucking her hair behind her ears. She didn't think that she'd run into anyone, but she didn't want to take the chance.

Sakura looked up to her bedroom window on the third floor, and then to the drainpipe that was placed next to it and gulped. It wasn't like she would get terribly injured, she'd heal within minutes so that wasn't the problem, but it didn't mean that she didn't feel the pain. Sakura wasn't a big fan of pain, she tried to avoid it if at all possible but tonight there was no getting around it. This was the only way to get to her room without risk waking someone up.

With a deep breath, Sakura began to climb the drainpipe, for once happy that the years she spent running from vampires and police had hardened up her muscles enough. She climbed slowly, being careful to not break the pipe that had to deal with her weight. As she climbed and passed the second floor window she was tempted to look down. When she did she let out a silent curse, it would really hurt if she fell now. She gripped the pipe tighter and continued her climb.

When she reached her window Sakura nearly had a panic attack when she leaned off the pipe and tried to open up her window. Sakura hadn't locked it so all she had to do was pull it open. Of course that was easier said that done when your three floors high and leaning off a pipe. When Sakura did open the window though the wood of the frame nearly smacked her in the face because she was pulling so hard.

With a few dark curses against window frames she grabbed hold of the ledge and swung her body around. She was now hanging by her hands three floors up and was praying to whatever god might be up there that she doesn't drop. Sakura silently pulled herself up until her upper half was leaning over the wide frame; she kept on pulling herself over until she (not so elegantly mind you) flopped onto a snottery heap on the floor.

As she grumbled she stood up and closed the window. As the window was slammed shut there was a small click behind her, which was followed by a dull light. Sakura froze.

"And where have you been?" Came the familiar voice of someone she really didn't want to deal with right now. Shit, was the only word that was circling Sakura's mind as she turned around…

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