Hello readers of this story. I want to thank everyone who reads this and comments this. Just recently my grandmother passed away and I used my depressed mood to think of ideas for my stories. Mostly I thought of ideas for Uchiha's Cherry Blossom. My other story "Vampires of a crimson moon WILL continue…I just need ideas. So if anyone wishes to help me out the ideas are greatly appreciated. Thank you.

The man leaned against the tree. His clothes stained with bloodshed, and around his neck was a small choker necklace made out of precious silver. His name was Sage, he had no family, he was an orphan. He watched the young Sakura wander the field without a care in the world. He would not be noticed. His necklace made sure of that. He was a servant, a slave. His necklace served as a shock collar when he tried to get passed the boundaries. He knew she was different, he knew that very soon that her life would be changed forever. He wondered if she was ready for it.

The power she had was certainly unique. The gift she had was rare, a fay's gift one would say. When a fay warrior died, their special talent would be inherited by an infant that was born at the exact same time as the fay had died. Normally the gift would soon fade out during the baby's life time, and no one would ever suspect a thing. Like some infants giggle and laugh at nothing. They could be seeing the fay and no adult would ever notice.

He watched Sakura. She was still young but her talent kept growing, she was surly something else. That power was precisely the reason why his master wanted her, but then again….who said he was on his master's side.

Sakura ran back to Sasuke who was packing up for the day. He waited at the exit to the training field for her. Sakura's pink hair flew around and bounced in the wind as she ran to Sasuke hoping he wouldn't leave her behind. He smiled and ruffled her hair as she came closer. Sakura huffed, "Sasuke! My hair!"

He just smiled and shrugged, "come on, your mom will have me killed if you're not home by sundown." She nods bobbing her head and runs after him. Her laughter filled the air. Everything was at peace. Everything was serine….or so it seemed.

You see even though it seemed Sakura was a happy child, she really wasn't. She yearned to learn to fight like her brothers, to wear the royal guard uniform and stand next to her father at the royal ceremonies, but she was only seven. Girls her age were learning to sew and knit and getting ready for their season; a day when they are presented to the royal family wearing the finest jewelry and dresses, and death traps that her mother called a corset.

She was a girl….she was never to grow up a warrior.

Sasuke was just as protective over her as her own father. He made sure everything was taken care of. He did this not because she was his best friend but because of the bond he had with her. She was his; His mate, his love, his best friend. Though she did not know this for she was far too young to understand the concept of vampire love and how mating worked. He refused to allow her near any weapons. Why would she need them? He was her protection. She didn't need to know the way of the sword. She only needed to keep out of trouble.

A tall dark man stood in the woods watching the Haruno clan, but more importantly Sakura Haruno. He smiled sinisterly at the moon; then looked at a younger boy that stood next to him. He was maybe at the age of 10 years old, but looks can be deceiving, especially when the boy was a fay, and an unseelie prince at that. His name was Ash, and he was over 100 years old. He only looked like a 10 year-old due to the fact it was the closest age he could get to Sakura's. He sought her as a bride; marriage would bind her unique gift to him and he could use it as his own. Love was nothing. Power meant everything in the unseelie court, the more you had. The more control you would have over your people.

The older man was his father, King Ander. He was old and powerless; he was succumbed by bloodlust and was in need of a powerful queen for his son. He looked for only the best for his son. He kidnapped child after child of the highest clans in the highest ranking cities, but he refused them all. It was a strange thing for a prince to refuse a young girl as his play thing. But the prince stood by his decision and all the children he had found for ash became slaves of the sidhe. Some were treated better than others and so were tormented and left for dead. It was all up to you if you lived or died in this world. Only the strong survived. Being weak was not an option….especially for the new bride to be of prince Ash.

Sage was hidden fairly well in Sakura's room. He had gotten past the barrier and his entire body was on fire. All he could do was watch and wait for his master to take her away. If he was caught, his master would clearly have him killed where he stood, which is why failure was clearly not an option. He would take Sakura away when King Ander had dropped his guard, or when she was sent down to the preparing rooms, which was more like a dungeon than a room. I pale glimmering hand drew back the curtains and stepped inside. His hard frost bitten eyes found the sleeping seven year old curled up in her bed. Her soft pink hair spilled over her pillow. His hand traced her cheek and she shivered pulling the blanket even closer to her body to keep out the unwanted chill. Ash jumped through the window after the king.

"Grab her and let's go," He ordered a slave, his eyes hard as ice. A young slave girl wrapped her up in a royal blanket, it was clear she wasn't strong enough to carry the sleeping child, but she did. Prince Ash and King Ander followed the slave child and they faded away in a winter storm.

Sage's eyes turn to slits. How could someone like the prince not be able to be kind? He followed the slave girl using some chakra tricks he still remembered how to do from when he was in the village hidden in the leaves. When he saw the glimmering ice palace he turned his head to the village. The Harunos and the Uchihas would never see their precious baby again. She was now a child of the fay, a new princess, a weapon of destruction, and sadly a new slave of the unseelie court. She would never be able to return home again.

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