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Seducing My Killer

Epilogue: Blood Ties

[Year 0]

A dream vanished the moment you woke up. To some extent, that was how Sakura regard her one time encounter with Sasuke. It was only a vivid dream that would be perpetually seared into her memory. It felt weird that something so explosive had contributed nothing to change her life.

"What are you going to do now?" Kakashi had asked her when she was about to leave his place.

She dove into her thoughts, looking for an idea of what she could do. But in the end, all she could find was a blank canvas. "Nothing," she replied indifferently after the pause.

Indeed, that was the truth. She had no idea about his destination. The only thing she knew about him was his ambition to kill his brother (she didn't even know it was his older brother before Kakashi told her). There was nothing for her to do. They barely even knew each other. He was not her friend. She didn't have the right to stop him. His goals had nothing to do with her, and he clearly did not desire her assistance. There was absolutely no reason to look for him, even though he is her offspring.

And thus, Haruno Sakura's reality continued on imperturbably. She continued her pilgrimage towards the southern side of the continent, masquerading as a Rogue Hunter for The Council.

[Year 5]

It was not until a few years later that Sakura finally heard something about him… or rather, his family. She was visiting a Sand Clan in the western dessert. She went there to see Chiyo-sama, a Council Elder who used to be an Advisor for the Sixth Mother. Sakura felt that if she could gain Chiyo's support, it would bring her a step closer towards her goal.

What she had received from the ex-advisor though, was not solely wisdom. Chiyo's previous job was to supervise their kind's external relationship with humans – an important job to keep the humans oblivious to their existence. The job, unexpectedly had put the elderly woman in a close contact with Sasuke's family.

"Uchiha? That whole family is cursed!" Chiyo-sama scorned.

Simply, the elderly woman's disdainful tone had surprised Sakura.

"They are shinobis, you see, a powerful bunch of them, but I have never met a family that greed so much over power. Years ago their leader, Uchiha Fugaku, tried to transform their clan to be our kind. He thought it will make them more invincible."

Somewhat stunned by the information, Sakura quickly recovered and asked, "Were they successful?"

"Somehow they did. Although we have not learned how they had managed to do that. Not that they are any of them left to testify."

"No one left? What happened to them?"

"Massive massacre, commited by the heir of the clan. I suppose the toxin gets into his head. That Itachi killed the entire member of the clan, including his parents, before disappearing. No one saw him since then. Maybe he was dead, slain by our ANBU hunters. I certainly hope so. It's never good to let those mindless creatures lurking freely."

She wondered how that would lead back to Sasuke's sworn vengeance. "How about Sasuke? Uchiha Sasuke?"

Chiyo's expression went from being stern to mortification within seconds. "How did you- where did you learn about that name, Sakura-sama?"

Uneasy, Sakura raked a hand through her long pink tresses nervously. "I just met him two years ago."

"He's alive?"

The pink haired girl could only nod silently.

Chiyo looked at her long and hard. "Uchiha Sasuke was Fugaku's second son. He should have died along with his family when his brother annihilated the clan. If you saw him, then he had survived the massacre. Is he still human?"

"No," Sakura replied. Not anymore, her inner continued.

Chiyo nodded solemnly. "Next time you see him, you must kill him, Sakura-sama. That boy could be dangerous, because I can't imagine if someone can sit through the slaughter of his own family and came out perfectly sane in the head."

Sakura could never forget the chill in her bones when an image of her hands tainted with Sasuke's blood flashed in her mind.

[Year 10]

Sometimes, she could feel him, even though they are far away from each other. She could feel Sasuke.

He existed in the back of her mind, his presence fleeting and evasive, like a radio broadcast with bad signal. But when it was all quiet around her, he would be there stronger than usual. She knew it was him, because emotions that didn't belong to her would sometime enter her mind. They felt foreign, yet familiar at the same time.

When her connection with him was strong, Sakura knew he could feel her too. At first, he was annoyed. Eventually, he learned to block his emotions from 'leaking' through their connection. By the end of the second year since they parted ways, all she could feel from him was a constant tingle within her soul. He was still here, and thus she knew he was still alive, but his emotions were heavily masked.

[Year 15]

Only few selected people actually knew the real reason why Sakura, the sole candidate to be the Seventh Mother, refused to fulfill the position. The council thought that she was out playing Huntress. The Society thought she was afraid that she will ended with the same fate with the Sixth: a tragic death by the hand of a mysterious assassin.

The truth was, Sakura was indeed afraid, but not because she thought that she would be murdered. She already knew who ordered that assassin to kill her aunt, and that person was part of The Council.

No, Sakura was afraid because she realized that she have no political power within their Society. No one expected the Sixth to abdicate her throne three centuries earlier without giving birth to a female heir. Sakura had not been prepared to receive the responsibility and had no influence over the Council. Sakura refused to be nothing but a doll for those responsible for the death of her family.

So Sakura put on a masquerade for them, she told them that she wanted to learn more about the Society before claiming her throne. While the council thought she would return to be their doll in a few decades, she was actually gathering support for an underground rebellion movement.

[Year 25]

Sakura returned to Kakashi's bar quite often during her travels. By often, she meant that she dropped by every three or four years.

Kakashi's place was crucial for her plan. For generations, the Hatake Family had a long history of unquestionable loyalty for the Sixth, and they were completely aware of the Council's evil deeds. The secret meeting room under their privately owned business was accessible only for the Sixth and her proven allies. And now, they are accessible for hers.

Thirty years after Sakura has left for her pilgrimage (and twenty five years after her sole encounter with Uchiha Sasuke), she came back to the bar for a meeting with her allies. It was the first meeting since the Old War was over which was being held in the ancient conference room.

"The Council needs to be purged," said Sarutobi Asuma, a Noble with a muscular build who was never seen without a cigarette tugged in the corner of his mouth. "As soon a possible."

The people in the underground meeting room nodded silently.

"The time is not right," countered Neji of the Noble Hyuuga Family. "We need to do this with caution, decide on an opportune moment that will topple them down in one go."

"What do you think, Shikamaru?" Asuma turned to a lithe black haired young Noble from across the room

"The council's claws were dug too deep in the society," the young man spoke in a lethargic manner. "The Nara house has been monitoring their activities in the lower class population. They gain a lot of supporters by allowing illegal feedings and trading with human underground society."

"I can confirm about the illegal business with the humans," Kakashi added. "I've done some investigation in this town. There seem to be a major illegal blood supplier chain in the area, they specialize in small children."

"Filthy creatures," spat Temari of the Sand disdainfully. "All these need to stop," she added quickly. "I say we strike fast, catch them off guard. What do you think Gaara?"

"That will be too hasty," voiced a red head, Gaara from the Country of Sand. "The enemy is not unarmed. How many are willing to fight for them?"

"From the looks of it, at least ninety five percent of the lower class population," Shikamaru provided.

Asuma nodded, "There are also some reports about them gathering sympathy from those who did not support the extermination of the Mindless."

"I don't exactly support that either," mumbled Shizune from the Healer Clan.

"Allies, let's not diverge from the topic," Kakashi reprimanded.

Some sighed in relief.

Anko, a purple haired woman, put down her dango stick and broke the transient silence, "A certain member of the Council is breeding bio weapons."

"That doesn't sound good," Kankurou of the Sand commented.

"Certainly not, Orochimaru is downright twisted," Anko nodded. "He's gotten some new lackeys, too, from what I gathered from my insiders, they're pretty good."

"Any names?" asked Kakashi warily.

"I'm sure you've all heard about Uchiha Itachi," Anko replied grimly.

Everyone in the room obviously tensed by the mention of the name. "Uchihas Itachi is alive?" Temari frowned, concern evident on her face.

Anko shook her head, "I don't know about Itachi, but the one who joined Orochimaru is his younger brother, Sasuke. It seemed that he has been turned some years ago. It is unclear whether it was by Orochimaru or somebody else. It's too soon to tell, but Sasuke showed enough qualities to be a new-born Noble."

Sakura dug her claws into the wooden armrest of her seat. Her blood felt like ice as cold numbness engulfed her inside out. Her eyes immediately went to Kakashi, telling him to not say a word about Sasuke. There was no need for them to find out that Sasuke is her offspring. If he is the enemy, then he must be terminated.

"There is little reason in why Uchiha Sasuke joined Orochimaru," Shikamaru began. "He should not have any concern in our society, except perhaps to gain power to kill his brother. If Orochimaru indeed promised him power, we might be able to recruit him if we give a better deal."

"Not if he's Orochimaru's offspring. He will be naturally inclined to him," replied Shizune.

"My gut feeling tells me he isn't, but we should investigate more on this matter."

The board discussed some more about regional reports before Asuma called an end to the meeting. "Then it's decided, we should investigate more about the Council's power and make a plan accordingly. Do you have anything to add, Sakura-sama?"

Sakura shook her head, "I'm travelling north next, to the Rock Country in Russia. The Yotsuki Clan may be willing to give their aide." Also because the Sound Country will on the way there, but Sakura said nothing about this. "Thank you for today, everyone. Without your willingness to set aside our difference and think of something for the future of our kind, I will be powerless," she added finally.

"You're not the only one who is sick with the council, Sakura-sama," said Shizune tenderly.

"Yeah, and without Sakura-sama on our side, it would take us longer to gathered here," Temari added with a grin

Sakura smiled in gratitude, "Then, you're all dismissed."

[Year 30]

She couldn't find him in Sound and his trails had disappeared. But sometimes, when something bad had happened to him, she could feel tremendous pain coming through their connection. The creature within her would roar so strong and filled her heart with anxiety for no reason at all. She could feel that his life was in a grave danger down to the very core of her being.

She felt every little bit of his insane anger and anguish and they almost made her crazy with fear and worry. It took every ounce of her will to not go look for him. But in the end, he had always managed to pull through, just when she thought that she could not take it anymore. His emotions would calm down, the veil would fall back to cover their connection, and his presence would return to be a calm tingle in the back of her mind. Sakura guessed that it was because he could feel her in return, realized that he was not alone within his dark world, didn't like the place anymore, and decided to leave.

[Year 40]

"The Snake is dead," said Kurenai. "The boy has betrayed his master."

The Meeting Room went quiet and solemn when they heard the news.

"Where is he now?" asked Hiashi Hyuuga from the noble Hyuuga House.

"Undetectable. The last time anyone ever saw him, he was looking for the Nine Tailed Beast."

"How about the brother?"

"Dead. We recovered his body in the ruins of Uchiha District. It seemed the boy managed to get his revenge after all."

"We should find him and kill him."

"What for, Chiyo-sama? He got rid of a big chunk of hurdle for us, I think we should reward him instead."

"That boy is too dangerous."

"Oh? I suppose you have an evidence for that accusation?"

"He is an Uchiha, that whole family is twisted. Moreover, he killed his own creator. Only the loose ones are able to do that."

"For the record, Chiyo-sama, we are still not certain if Orochimaru was his creator."

"Then who else can it be? No one else has made direct contact with him before he became one of our kind."

"I agree," said Gaara of the Sand. "The Uchiha could potentially be a trouble in the future, he is apparently strong enough to overcome two Nobles. That is not a coincidence."

"Woa- woa- woa! If he is that strong, why don't we take him to our side!"

"Hm, Kiba's right. That's not a bad idea. He could take care of the council for us."

"And what do we have to offer him, Kankuro-san? As far as I know, the boy had fulfilled his ambition to avenge his family. I think we should just leave the boy alone. He is no threat for us."

"You're wrong, TenTen-san."

"Why am I wrong, Shikamaru?"

"Yeah. We've got trouble: Uchiha Madara is alive."

"Shit. He is alive? Shino, how come I didn't know this?"

"My family has been following these suspicious rumors for a few months but only recently that we confirmed that Madara has indeed survived his battle with Harashima Senju and the full body transfusion."

"It'll be trouble if he get Sasuke on his side."

"…. Great. One rogue who's able to kill two Nobles and one Hybrid stronger than a Pure Blood."

"What do you think, Asuma-san?"

"The way I see it, there are only two options for Uchiha Sasuke. Either we recruit him before Madara did, or we kill him."

Murmurs of agreement.

"Then I assume there are no objections?"

"No, just a question."

"What is it, Yamanaka-san?"

"If it's not Orochimaru, who do you think his creator was?"

"I guess we'll know when we detain him, won't we? You're all dismissed."

[Year 50]

In the end, they never managed to find him. He disappeared from the public, leaving only rumors that Sakura wasn't sure she should believe. There seemed to be two sides of Uchiha Sasuke. One village would curse the bane of his existence while another one would sanctify him.

Years has passed and Sakura had stopped feeling anything from their connection but a mild buzz. Sometimes, she had even forgotten that he was there at all.

So it surprised her, when one day she came back to Kakashi's bar and the old man (The silver haired man was eighty five years old now, his temple had some wrinkle and he wore reading glasses all the time, but the years has been kind to him because he still had a sturdy posture and healthy body) told her to go down the Meeting Hall with a secretive smile.

There stood Sasuke, with a body that was frozen in time, exactly the same as when they parted ways fifty years ago. His eyes though, had taken that haunted weary look that spoke better than words about the immense pain and mental torture he'd gone through since the last time they met.

Sakura stared at him before eventually found her vocal chords back and her eyes narrowed in irritation. "Half a century," she chided, "Took you that long to come and see me?"

He looked at her and a slight tugged on the corner of his lips gave an impression of an almost smile. "Aa," he replied nonchalantly.

The pink haired girl sighed. She was a little regretful that she couldn't be any angrier. Her maternal instincts would not let her stay mad when he looked like that. And those were the eyes of someone that had realized his sin and lost sight of redemption. He was, after all, her offspring. "Not only Itachi… I heard that it was you who killed Madara. Is that true?"

"Aa."

A hand on her forehead, Sakura sighed, "What are you planning to do now?"

"Hn."

"Jerk."

He smirked.

Still that one worded answer, Sakura thought dryly. Sakura wished he'd use that rasping tenor voice more often. Realizing where her thoughts were leading, the girl shook her head to banish them. She pivoted on her heels, intending to make her exit, but not before giving him her parting words, "Then I guess this is good bye. Take care of yourself, Sasuke."

Her hand touched the door knob, but before she could turn it, a masculine hand snatched hers away.

He's fast, Sakura thought; blinking in bewilderment. He was standing close behind her; his other hand was on the wooden door; giving her a sense of being entrapped. "I am here for you," he said smoothly; his breath brushing the skin on her neck softly, teasingly.

Sakura almost forget to reply. It was amazing how he'd come to possess such intense aura when he'd just transformed fifty years ago. "Why?" she whispered, something in their situation prevented her from talking too loud. "Why now? After all these years…?"

"I couldn't forget," he replied, sounding like he was a little distracted. "All those years, during my… hunt, the taste of your blood won't go away."

His head dropped to her neck, lips was set on a lazy up and down trail. "I couldn't forget the sound of your voice… the scent of your skin."

He leaned closer, pressing her against the door, giving a tentative lick on the junction between her neck and shoulder; his fangs lengthen and graze her pale white skin teasingly.

Her breath hitched as she arched involuntarily; a familiar thrill crept down her spine, a throbbing ache settled inside her stomach. It has been a while since she'd experience such pounding desire. He was being uncharacteristically affectionate, Sakura thought.

"It's hard not to look for you then," he turned her head to him and gave a gentle nip slightly below her chin.

Then it hit her. Why his gestures were uncharacteristic but felt familiar at the same time. He was apologizing and seducing her. Using her kind's body language. It seemed that power was not the only thing he picked up from his various mentors. He also picked up their kind's alpha male habits.

"Why… didn't you?" she panted.

"You're not supposed to mean anything."

She leaned backward, nestling her head gently against his neck and gave a soft keening whimper, accepting his apology.

He made a rumbling sound, indicating that he was pleased. The tips of his fangs went back to flirt with her neck, tracing endless and maddening path up and down the delicate column. "I want to drink from you," he admitted hoarsely.

Sakura shifted in his arms to put a distance between her neck and his fangs, but he wouldn't budge. "You can't," she reprimanded. "Anything else but human blood will make you addicted. You'll be bonded to me."

He chuckled, very close to the back of her ear. "Even better."

Sakura tore away from his embrace, this time with her real strength. "Don't joke with me!" she glared vehemently.

His hands grasped her shoulders firmly; he matched her glare just as intensely. "I don't joke, Sakura," he deadpanned.

The lack of honorific behind her name appealed more for her that it should, but Sakura shoved that thought to the back of her mind furiously.

"A sire can not bond with her fledgling!" she shouted.

"Bullshit," he rebuked. "You are The Mother, you are the law."

"It's not right! You're a child!"

A loud crack, his right fist slammed to the door a few centimeters from her head. Sakura winced partially in shock and from the loud sound.

"Enough," Sasuke growled lowly, dangerously; his irises bleed red in anger and hunger. "Don't tempt me. You know very well that I am not a child."

Emerald orbs widened at the implication; Sakura felt like a deer caught in headlights. In her three hundred and twenty three years of life, no one has dared to yell at her. Others treated her according to her status as the next Mother. Before Sasuke, all of her interaction with her kind felt stale and strained with over respect. But Sasuke was different. Maybe it was his arrogance. Maybe it was their bond. Sakura didn't know why, but he made her feel like they were equal. He never treated her like a glass or an ethereal being.

"You may be my Creator, Sakura…. But you didn't raise me," he spoke again, this time stoically. He was grinding his teeth, trying to regain his cool.

"You left before I can even teach you anything!"

"I never intend for you to be! I want you as a woman!"

Her mouth opened to reply but all that came out was a choked, "But…."

"How long do you plan to be in denial?"

"I'm not…"

"I want you, Sakura," he cut her off firmly.

He looked so serious, Sakura thought. His eyes shone with brutal honesty. He knew exactly what he was talking about.

"We'll be bonded… forever," she whispered carefully, as if she was giving him chance to withdraw.

"I know."

"You won't be able to back down. When I die, you will die, too."

"I know."

"You'll have to…," she choked, "… stay by my side. Forever."

"I know."

That was when, for the first time in fifty years, tears sprang to her eyes, brimming and wetting her lashes, threatening to fall in crystalline stream. "Then… why?"

"For me, it's always been obvious that it's going to be you," he replied softly, almost with warmth.

For a long time, she had given up on hope. For a long time, she had thought that she will always be alone. It was her curse, her fate. Her blood was too powerful for anyone to bear… she had accepted that she would never have a companion. But this man... selfish, prideful and forceful Uchiha Sasuke… had proven her wrong once. Dare she hope he could do it again?

"How can you be so sure?" she asked him just that.

"Because it's you," he replied, sounding very certain.

She blinked; she had not expected that reply. "You… trust me?"

He pulled away from her, turning his head to the side before replying quietly, "I trust my judgment that you will never betray me."

If not for his reddening ears, she would have accused him of being rude. He was blushing, she thought amusedly. The blush was traveling to the back of his neck rather quickly, a dust of pink even appeared on his pale cheeks. Sakura giggled at how embarrassed he was.

Her heart felt warm. It was happiness. It was hope. It was trust and faith and belief. It was everything she received from him and all she wanted to give in return.

He turned and gave her an annoyed glare. "Will you let me have you now?" he snapped.

"Yes," she finally replied; a hand reached out to pull his head to her shoulder, baring her neck to him invitingly. "But you have to let me drink from you, too."

Sasuke smirked against her skin. "Hn," he grunted in approval. "Of course, idiot."

She laughed breathlessly in return.

Centuries later, when Sakura finally received her crown, everyone would always remember the dark lean figure that's always on her side. He will be known as her partner during the long war of purging the council. He will be known as her protector, her bonded, and her lover. Their tale would transcend generations.

.::THE END::.

.::Trivia::.

Confused about what's going on? Found some holes in the story? Want to know more about this unique version of vampires (yes, they are vampires)? Read this part, and re-read the story. ;p

* Vampires can be killed when decapitated and crushed by the heart.

* The longest a vampire can go without feeding is four months. At that state, they are practically unable to lift their own fingers, but still alive.

* Vampires are ranked according to the purity of their blood. The higher rank has more abilities, power, speed, lifespan, etc. The most powerful and supreme level is The Mother. Right below are the Pure Blood, Noble, and Moderate vampires.

* When vampire's blood is transferred via oral to a human, the human will turn into a vampire; but the blood also contain a lethal dose of neurotoxin. If the human survive, they will become a vampire. If the human couldn't handle the toxin, he/she will become crazy, or die during the conversion.

* During a sexual intercourse, vampire releases a hormone into their blood stream that acts as a neutralizer to the neurotoxin. Therefore, a vampire usually has sex with their chosen human offspring before allowing the human to drink blood. This will increase the human's viability during the conversion stage, although survival is not guaranteed.

* Vampire can also be created biologically, but only female of Mother class could get pregnant. The pregnancy lasts for 2 years. The babies grow fast until they reach teenage years and then their growth will slow down considerably. Female offspring born from the Mother's womb will become a candidate for the next Mother.

* There are no half blood vampire. Human cannot impregnate a vampire (and vice versa).

*Sakura's mother (who died after she gave birth to Sakura) is the twin sister of the Sixth Mother. The Sixth has no female children, so this is why Sakura is the only suitable candidate to be the Seventh Mother.

* Madara is a Hybrid. He was the only human who successfully preformed a full body transfusion with a vampire blood and survived. The blood he received was the blood of the sixth Mother.

* Itachi's class is Pure Blood. The one who turned him was Madara. I'll leave the details to your imagination ;p

* Sasuke is seventy seven years old when this story ended, counting in his human age. Sakura is three hundred and fifty eight years old and has never been human. See why she was reluctant to be with him?

* Sakura's first lover was Sai. He died in the process of transformation. His death gave a trauma to Sakura, making her think that her blood is too strong to successfully transform anyone. Until Sasuke, that is.

* Sasuke found the Kyuubi in the end and became friends with its vessel: Naruto, who helped him defeat Madara.

* Why Sasuke came back to Sakura and why the 50 years gap? Long story short, let's just say that the Uchiha is one very confused boy and his Kyuubi bestfriend finally beat some sense into his stubborn head. He came back in the end, right? (To make some vampire babies with Sakura. Heh, I knew it!)

* Vampires can live up to a thousand years, depending on the purity of their blood. They aged, although very slowly. About fifteen times slower than regular humans for a Pure Blood Class. So, Sakura is equal of being early 20 when this story ends.

* Vampire drinks strictly human blood, or else they will become heavily dependent of the other blood, including their own kind. This is called the Addiction Curse.

* Vampires that only drink from each other are called mates. Bonded vampires live a shorter lifespan and they only as long as their mate does, but in turn, they gain immunity from sunlight, silver, and holy water. Some even regained their appetite for human food. In other words, vampires who mated was able to fully regain what they have lost as from their human life.

* In a few cases, vampires also bonded with animals; although their lifespan are considerably shorter, because they only live as long as their bonded. The Inuzuka Family is one example of the case.

.::End Note::.

We've reached the finale. This story was originally intended to be an experimental one shot. I'm bored with the usual vampire. I don't want them to be a goody toe shoes undead that often appear in romance stories either. I want them alive and manipulative and unique. So I created my own version, albeit they are unusual and border-line extreme. But it works, and I like how it turned out, especially on this pairing.

Anyway, please don't ask me for a sequel. I don't think it will be a good idea. I don't want to turn this into a long multi-chapter, full of intricate politics between humans, the vampire council, and the rebel groups. I like an alternate universe with its own government and politics, in fact, they're nothing without it. But let's just stick to the short unique lemony SasuSaku romance, allrite? It's more fun that way. XD Anyway, I hope at least the conversations in the Meeting Room are amusing. Above all, I have to face reality that I need to get over this story and move on to my next projects *cough*cough*Dusk*cough*

Review, alrite? I received a lot of favorites for this story, but only about half of you leave a review. Pretty please? Don't be shy, I don't bite... I can't say the same for Sasuke, though. ;p