Chapter one:

"You sure you want to do this, little bro?" I asked as I rolled up the sleeve to my dress. I winded my arm for dramatic effect and smirked up at Jiro. He glared down at me, obviously not amused by my playful attitude. "This is a serious matter here, Takeo. Mother and the clan's elders would appreciate it if you were serious," he scolded. I rolled my eyes at him and brought my arm back, getting reading to throw it out.

"Oh, I am serious. Serious about beating your butt," I smirked. Jiro shook his fist, getting prepared for the upcoming battle.

"On three, and close your eyes," he muttered.

"Whatever, one… two… THREE!"

I threw out my fist, I kept my eyes shut tight as my heart pounded roughly in my chest. I opened my eyes slowly to see the result.

Jiro had Paper and I had rock.

I lost…

"It seems to be that I'll be joining the Senju," Jiro said as he stared at his open hand un-amused. I was about to smack him with an open hand.

"That's not fair! I never lose at rock paper scissors. You must have cheated, you piece of shit!" I yelled as I grabbed his shirt and pushed him back. This was complete bullshit, the only time I lost in that game was when I broke my index finger and couldn't make a complete rock. Jiro raised an eyebrow, "You're being childish, Takeo. Accept the defeat. I'm going with the Senju… you're going with the Uchiha."

My eyes widened.

"You're sending me to my death! They'll skin me alive, Jiro!" I grabbed onto him again and this time I pulled him towards me, pressing my cheek against his chest as tears stung my eyes. "They're not even attractive, Jiro…" I squeaked. My brother pushed me aside and walked down the hallway.

"I'm sure they're not attracted to you either," he huffed. I felt my lip tremble as I imagined wearing those weird high collared shirts they have. "They're gonna make me partake in their gory fashion!" I complained as I stomped my foot. Jiro waved me off and turned a corner.

I sighed and looked down at my feet. Turning around, I headed in the opposite direction of Jiro and made my way to the training grounds… somewhere I've never been before.

I'm part of the Isoroku clan. We're large in numbers, but that doesn't mean we're strong. Since we're weak and practically defenseless we hide from other clans and refuse to open ourselves to any others, so we don't run the risk of making enemies. Well, it's been going great, until my mother, the head of the clan, got an alliance proposal from two different clans.

The Senju… and the Uchiha.

Since the Isoroku is a weak clan my mother hatched a suicide mission, a last ditch effort to make our clan strong. She asked that my brother and me join either the Senju or Uchiha and steal whatever secrets they might have that them strong. She wants us to pretend that a rift in the clan happened, causing the head's two children to go off and join the clan that they think is the strongest. It's for dramatic effect, ya know?

The elders of the clan were stupid enough to believe in this plan, and I say it's about time they died. Who needs old people making crazy decisions? Especially ones that could put me through a lot of trouble.

I paused when I finally reached outside. Where are the training grounds again?

I shrugged and headed left. I'll find it eventually.

I'm not exactly the ninja type. I'm weak, and that's okay. You don't have to be strong, but not everybody thinks so. Since I'm the firstborn and the daughter to the head of our clan I'm expected to be strong, but I'm not. Jiro is though. He's always being praised and glorified. The other members keep saying how he should be the next in line. I'm just ignored, and ridiculed when I'm not looking.

It bothers me… but I'm not interested in being a great ninja like Jiro… or even a ninja at all.

"Lady Takeo!"

"Akio!" I grinned.

A boy about my age came running up to me. He was wearing a wrapped around skirt and was trying not to trip on it as he came over to me. Sweat beaded his face, and he looked tired, but he still smiled at me.

"Are you looking for Jiro?" I asked. Akio shook his head and held out his hand. I stared at him.

"You're joining the Uchiha, correct?"

I glowered.

"Well, then that means you have to meet the men who will be joining you on your mission. They're waiting for you at the training grounds," he smiled. I rolled my eyes and took his hand as he led me in the opposite direction. I guess I was going the wrong way.

"How'd you find out so quick?" I asked.

"Jiro informed me right after your game," Akio looked over his shoulder, "You two really decided over rock paper scissors… my lady?"

"Thought I would win…" I whispered.

"Anyway, here we are," he whispered as he slowly approached the men I would be guiding. They stood in a grassy field and talked amongst each other. Not in the least informed of the incoming train wreck.

"My father doesn't know yet…" Akio whispered as he nudged his head towards Mori, who was the only one actually training. He was practicing his aim by throwing kunai knives at a tree.

I frowned. This was too much; I can't lead a group of men. I can't even get a toddler to listen to me.

Akio squeezed my hand. "I'll be joining you on your mission. So I'll help you along the way," he grinned. I nodded my head and released Akio's hand as I headed to the men. They didn't even notice me yet until I cleared my throat. The minute they looked at me a few groans were made. I looked down and twiddled my thumbs.

They could have waited to complain when I was gone at least…

Mori was the only one who didn't though. He dropped his last kunai and headed over to me. I gulped in fear as his strict eyes were trained on me. He was tall, taller than Jiro. He was buff as well. It's crazy how a muscular looking man could produce such a delicate thing like Akio.

"My lady," he greeted as he bowed his head.

"Hey…"

"Um, so like, I'm going to be your leader…" I mumbled as I scratched the back of my head nervously. My eyes were scattered all over the face. One second I was looking at Mori's crazy arms then another minute I was looking at someone's crotch.

"We're going to be joining the Uch—"

I couldn't even finish. People started groaning and crying out in despair.

I bit my lip as I looked up at Mori who seemed calm and collected… yet somewhat determined. He looked ready to kick butt and eat butt.

"Is this disrespect you are showing?!" Mori shouted as he joined my side. All the men immediately stood up straight and not a peep was made.

"The lady of our clan just told you of what is to happen and instead she's given whines from grown men?" he asked angrily. I smirked.

"Although we don't practice this no more… men who were disrespectful to higher members of clan were castrated," Akio said as he too joined my side. He glared at the men in front of us.

"Give your apologies to Lady Takeo," Mori ordered. I watched as all the men quickly dropped down to their knees and pressed their head into the soil. Each and everyone shouted out apologies, their voices mixed with each other and it became inaudible. I gave a weak smile.

"Thank you… Mori, Akio…" I whispered. Mori looked down at me and grinned. He ruffled my hair and then quickly glared back at the men with crossed arms.

Mori was a friend of my dad. They were close from what I understood. When my dad died Mori took it upon himself to help raise Jiro and I as my mother was given the burden of being leader to our clan. He's tough, considered one of the strongest in our clan like my brother, but there isn't a giant stick up his ass like Jiro so he's good.

"We aren't expected to leave immediately to the Uchiha's compound… I suggest we spend the next few days training," Akio recommended. Mori nodded and looked down at me. "We'll be training you especially hard, so no complaining. Got it?" he asked as he pointed a meaty finger at me. I nodded.

"Good! Now, everyone, continue on with your training!"

"I can't believe I'm expected to do that many pushups!" I whined as I lowered my head on the table. Akio chuckled as he sat across from me.

"My father just wants you to be prepared when we leave the compound. You've never left, haven't you?" he asked. I looked up at him and shook my head.

"No, why would I? There's nothing but trees and more trees. I'm perfectly okay with living behind these walls," I sighed. Akio shook his head.

"There are villages out there, Takeo. Imagine living in one…" he grinned. I shrugged, "What's imaging going to do for me? I'll never be able to."

The Isoroku are forever to be hidden away deep inside a forest. Away from everyone and anyone. We're too weak; isolation is the only thing keeping us alive.

Akio sighed and leaned against the table. We were in his room, going over plans he had. At least, that's what we were supposed to do.

"Hey, so why did you decide to join me? Why not Jiro?" I asked. Akio blushed and looked away. "Does it really matter now? You're my friend…"

"Kinda does…" I lied.

"Well, Jiro asked me to. He said you needed the help…" Akio admitted. I rolled my eyes and waved him off. "Of course!" I shouted.

"I'm a little worried about Jiro though. He doesn't always make the right decisions when in a pinch…" he murmured.

"Don't worry. Jiro is strong. His muscles will get him out of any trouble," I said. Akio looked up at me, not really believing me.

I gave Akio a cheeky grin and motioned him over to me. He gave me a questionable stare and complied. When his face was close to mine, I moved my lips to his ear.

"I mean, he might get a little horny without you buuuuut—"

"TAKEO!"

UPDATED! For like the 3rd time? I'm sorry, I wasn't happy with the first chapter so I changed it. I also changed the names. Taka is now Jiro... because like, why am I gonna have a character who has the same name as Saskue's former team? So his name is now Jiro! And Paco, oh my god. I was completely out of my mind when I decided that. Although I did like the ship name someone had for him and Takeo's brother, it was Taco... oh my goodness I'm going to miss that, anyways! Paco is now Akio. Everyone else has the same name basically.

I hope you like it!

Thank you so much!