Author's Note: Thank you all who have read Through Time and have decided to read Miyo's POV. This story isn't going to be updated as frequently (possibly ever two weeks) so that I can focus on the main story and not stress over two stories or I will abandon both. Plus I'm looking for a job. Anyway... enjoy.
Original Timeline
Her hand hung out the window of her parents roof. The small room above the house was where she hid since her parents died. There was no choice since no one really cared enough to take care of her. Her cousin went out on a mission and died by the same clan as her parents. Now with all the chaos of war, the people forgot she exist. It was okay though, Miyo preferred to be away from the Uzumaki clan.
Her purpose did not exist and she had no hope left. Instead of trying to get anymore attention, Miyo sat up in the attic for days. She had no more food and did not have the energy to even go out and get some. She was so dehydrated that her eyes burned, she was irritable and confused, her mouth was dry and felt like sandpaper and she had trouble breathing. From the lack of food she was past starvation. Her bones were all visible through her skin, her hair brittle and her face was sunken in.
She was purposely killing herself. She wanted to die on the battlefield like her family. She even contemplated taking her own life by bleeding to death but she was a coward and felt the only way was to slowly let herself slip away. It had been working too. Now all she could do was lay on the tatami mat next to the window and watch the stars.
No one cared and remember who she even was, soon it would not matter. She was not only an Uzumaki. She was also from a very small yet powerful clan that were supposedly given the nickname Miwaku-Shi. She never got the chance to ask her cousin why and the clan leader was rarely ever around anymore. Mito heard they were going to aid their cousin clan, the Senju. She figured they must be in trouble with the war if the Uzumaki had to leave Uzushio to help.
She was at the point of no return so she let her hand fall back in the window before trying to curl up. Her vision got blurry and she closed her eyes when they began to burn from keeping them open to long. She glanced over the dimly lit room one last time, already feeling herself getting tired. This would be different she knew. She would finally pass.
She felt her mother and uncle, her cousin and a few of the elders who past on recently trying to find a way to prolong her longevity and try to find someone to help. Their Chakra was flaring all over the place. She giggled knowing Uzashi was probably yelling at her for being so stupid and childish. That was one of the reasons Miyo wanted to pass on. So she could see them again.
It was all set up so she would die in her sleep and if anyone did find her it would be just a simple accident. No one paid her any attention anyway and did not even know about the roof until night when she opened it up. So if they did it would seem as if she was just too young to take care of herself and she just hid. Because she had no living emotional attachments then no one would be grieving for a long time. And perhaps they would learn to take care of abandoned and orphaned children better for the future.
She held the ribbons in her hand tightly as she closed her eyes and slowly giving in to sleep, wondering what could have happened if someone had noticed her and taken care of her. And if Uzashi was still alive and did not die on his last mission to the mainland. It was all just a big what if now.
Quick Note: I wanted to explain why Miyo was never going to be in the original storyline of Naruto. So, yeah. She died of course.
