"Maybe you're right; after all... there was a time when you have lived in the darkest of the back alley in the towns. Feeding and hunting there."

"That's an old story," the vampire remained in a cold tone. Although it wasn't a secret, he did not understand why the man raised it up.

"That's important enough to be written down by Sennin."

An's eyes widened, "Sennin? Rikudo?"

"I will show you, one day, when I required your assistance..." The man stood, pat his trouser clean, and passed the vampire, "An chan," he smirked deviously.

"Daijoubu?" Kazuhiko rushed over. "An unicorn, how dare he."

As the man stopped the blood leaked from the wound, he has a closer look to the blood. His face dimmed. "Not just blood, was it?" he questioned. "but also sperm." He stated in monotone, restraining his emotion. "You let him to … you, didn't you?"

"Can we discussed this in somewhere more private, Kazuhiko?" An interrupted with a soft tone, and summoned his crane to carry them out to the house that Yamato created the night before by the border of Uzumaki's territory.

His cheek was covered in a pink hue despite of lack of blood. Fangs were shown, but he changed into his female form nonetheless. Even though he could try to use his words to explain, there wouldn't be any more evidence that could be explanatory as this would be. Blossoms almost broke the bandage and the wound looked even more angrily, as companied by the round pink flesh. The vampire took off his, no her trouser, showing the mark that Kazuhiko left by the inner thigh, almost by the female genital. "No one has seen me like this, since you last did," he said, somewhat shyly. "I have my duties to answer but that's me in my normal form, the form that was well known to the world."

Kazuhiko brushed his fingers across the mark that he left. He leaned forward to kiss the vampire, while pulled and scoped the vampire onto his lap. His genital felt the warmth, which was rare for the vampire to be warm, of the vampire's flesh. "Only if I could claim you mine right now," he hissed. "When they insulted Kazuto niisama, I was so furious, there was voice of me doubting myself, whether I made the correct decision. However, seeing yours status right now, my doubt has been lifted. " An- chan, there's no way that I can separate from you."

While the pair enhanced the bond of their relationship, the rest of the group rested in the main room on the ground floor. Neji approached the mokuton user who heaved a tired sigh. "Daijoubu?"

"Hai, doumo," the older vampire replied. " As An-sama's direct student, I felt that there is plenty for me to learn. The way that An-sama released spells is no where that I can even replicate. Not even if my mokuton... "

"That's why he is the strongest of all." Neji replied as he sat on the floor. To him, it was different, from Kakashi and Yamato who have lived, learnt and grew with the vampire. Unlike most of the converted, Neji did not have any choice. As being one of the ancient clans, their ancestor selected and mixed their bloodline to obtain the optimal survival; and somehow the name of Sasaki was in their list, despite of the nature of the bloodline. Even though it is rare, there were odd occasion that a full Hyuuga was born as a vampire, and Neji was the one in 300 years. He spent his teenage hood with his own family and gradually, he realised that he never grew old, raw meat become his favour over his usual of tofu. By the time he was 16, fangs were revealed one day as he brushed his teeth, and then, not An himself, but Kazuhiko show up at the Hyuuga mansion. Before the day he set off to Sasaki, his father told him plenty things, especially rumours about, not the vampire leader, but the assistant himself. Although the vampire leader was fearful, the assistant was the one that the ancient clans that was concern. Born and bred as a Namikaze, the clans were doubting how much the man, as a physician knew. Being with the vampire, he has access to many ancient scrolls, and that there were plenty of tests that can be conducted on vampire, apart from the humans.

"Son, there's nothing much I can do for you, but as your father, I can only advise: it is wise keep Namikaze on your good side."

He remembered that's what his father told him and he only felt quite right today, after all these years, he felt the anger that can be generated under the friendly, good gentleman mask of Kazuhiko's. The Uzumaki would have issues later on. No matter how much Madara has across his line, at least the said man was clever enough to draw his desire away from his family clan… if not, he wondered whether the Uchiha could even exist along with the Senju.

"Glad that things did work out okay," the mokuton user's voice echoed; and Neji nodded softly, as he drew his thoughts.

"Hai," he answered.

"I can't wait to tell senpai the good news."

"I think An sama would tell him in person," Neji replied as he pushed the burnt wood with the stick, and added few slides of wood that Yamato generated. "Let's gather dinner," he said. "Kazuhiko-san would be hungry."

Author's Notes

Gomenasai... I didn't add any notes for the last two chapters as I thought I would have time to update a 3rd chapter, but I ran out of time. Looking back at the my word document... I actually finished the first draft last November, it is unbelievable that I have not revised the chapters and post up [*_*] Anyway, please bare with me as I'll slowly, but contentiously post up, definitly going to finish this story and update other stories that I have thought off.

Nonetheless, enjoy and review appreciated. Doumo arigatou.

Yours,

Yanvi