Full summary! :

Hikari flees from Sound, the only place she could remember calling 'home'. Found by the Akatsuki, she is desperately trying to dig up lost memories. She's on a mission to uncover her past to try and make sense of her future. Who knew being a yaoi addict and living with 4 other men would be so hard? Plus! You can't remember the first 8 years of your life; sounds kind of irritating huh?

Disclaimer: I do not in any way, shape, or form, own Naruto or any of its characters.

Now that that's done with, this is my first FanFic or whatever you call it. I sort of have an idea for how this story is going to go, and if all goes according to plan, there should be many chapters to follow this. I'll list the character pairings later, as soon as I figure them all out. Hope you enjoy it! Please feel free to review. (:


The dark-haired man sat at his chair. "Damn that girl," he thought to himself as he impatiently tapped his fingers on the desk in front of him. "Why now?" He quietly said aloud, "Why does she have to get curious now, of all times?" He placed his face in his hands and let out a sigh.

"My Lord," called a voice.

The man lifted his face from his hands, and brought his yellow eyes up to the face of his loyal assistant.

"What news do you have for me Kabuto?" He asked the snowy haired shinobi.

"I'm sorry Lord Orochimaru," Kabuto's head slightly drooped, "She's gotten out of the village."

Orochimaru's eyes turned into slits, "Can't anyone do anything right around here?" He mentally complained. "Send Ryuunosuke and Ryouichi after her; tell them to bring her back by any means. But…if they kill her, they'll have me to answer to."

Kabuto nodded and disappeared from the room. Orochimaru soothingly rubbed his temples.

"This girl is going to be the death of me," he whispered.

--

She quickly darted from tree to tree.

"I don't have much time," she thought, "I'm sure someone has already been sent after me."

She kept her eyes forward as she tried to calm the storm of thoughts in her mind.

Here she was, running away from the only place she could ever claim to call home; the only place she could remember that is. She was no rouge ninja, nor was she an angry child trying to get attention. She was simply a confused teenager that desperately wanted answers.

Barely a few months older than 16, she could only claim to remember the last 8 years of her life. The first 8 years however…her lips formed a frown. That was exactly what frustrated her. She couldn't truthfully say that the first half of her life was a complete mystery, but she still had no recollection of it. She had had dreams, she couldn't say for sure but they seemed to be the buried memories that she had been trying to dig up for the past 8 years. Whenever she awoke, those dreams would disappear, completely vacate from her memory; but she knew without a doubt that she had had those dreams. It was so unnerving, the answers were right in front of her but yet…

Did she have a real family? Who were they? Where was she really from? Why couldn't she remember anything? She desperately wanted answers to her unending list of questions, and she knew for certain that she couldn't find them in Sound, her so-called home.

Not even her sensei could give her the slightest hint of an answer. The girl had always admired her sensei for his physical as well as mental strength. He had not only been her sensei, but also her parental figure for the last 8 years, raising and training her from the only beginning she could remember.

"He must know something," she told herself in her head. He was the one that had found her, and the one that had brought her to live in Sound. She sighed. If he did know anything, he wasn't about to tell her.

"I don't need him," she mumbled mentally, "I don't need any of them. I can find the answers on my own."

She continued her sweep through the forest. It was incredible, the agility she had in comparison to her speed. One could say that being a shinobi of Sound for as long as she had, remarkable speed went hand in hand with a short of natural agility. But her fellow Sound shinobi as well as her sensei knew that her movements were something extraordinary. So fluid, so graceful and natural, her movements resembled what wind would look like if one could see it.

The kunoichi landed to a halt on a thick tree branch, breathing slightly faster than normal.

With a slender figure, she stood above normal height; not freakishly tall, but taller than most kunoichi are at her age. She wore a strapless black top that reached down and stopped an inch or two before her belly button. Tight black shorts trailed down and stopped about halfway to her knees, standard black sandals were wrapped around her feet, and a pair of black arm warmers covered her arms.

Dirty blond hair that revealed to have a glossy tint of red in the sunlight adorned her head. Growing out straight, it trailed down and grew into soft, natural curls that reached a little past her shoulders. Complete with bangs that cut straight across her forehead, her hair framed her slightly circular face. Her somewhat pale complexion made her eyes stand out; a light shade of honey emerged from her pupils, then flared into a medium emerald color, and finally rested on a dark tint of bluish-gray.

The young kunoichi was indeed beautiful. Her opponents would often dismiss her as weak and vulnerable solely on her looks. Many would call this an advantage on her part; and yet, it always hit a nerve in her. She loathed the idea of being underestimated, and the people foolish enough to do so

soon realized their transgressions. The girl had somewhat of a temper and that temper was usually accompanied by raw strength. It was rather difficult to bring the kunoichi's violent side out, and if someone was ever foolish enough to bring that side out, they quickly regretted doing so. But, normally she was happy and light hearted, avoiding conflict as much as possible.

A sudden rustle made the girl turn her head to look over her left shoulder; she saw nothing. Her soft pink lips curled into a smirk, a look of sinister amusement in her facial expression. She turned her head back to face forward once more, and looked straight ahead.

"Is Lord Orochimaru-sama so desperate?" she asked the surrounding trees. "He had to send you two, his strongest shinobi, all to apprehend little old me?" A few seconds of silence followed.

"You can make this easy," a male voice spoke out of the trees, "and return to Sound without a fight, or-"

The kunoichi cut him off, "'Or' sounds like the better choice for me."

"We've been told to bring you back by any means," said another male voice.

The kunoichi's smirk faded. Her face held no emotion. "I don't want to fight," she said with a monotone voice. She closed her eyes. "But I'm not going back to Sound," her eyes shot open to reveal her once hazel eyes to be flooded over with a shade of amethyst.

Suddenly, dozens of kunai knives poured out from the surrounding forest. All aimed at the kunoichi, they sliced through the air with paper bombs tied to the handles. The explosion that followed upon contact with the tree was massive, splintering the wood. The branch that the kunoichi had occupied, along with the tree it branched from, tumbled to the ground and resonated with a boom upon contact with the earth. The two ninja revealed themselves, jumping out of the camouflage of the surrounding trees, they landed on opposing branches. They looked down onto the collapsed tree.

The Sound shinobi named Ryouichi spoke first, "Well," a grin pulled at the edges of his lips, "That was easy."

"No." said Ryuunosuke; his eyes looked down onto the fallen tree indifferently.

Ryouichi looked up, confusion plastered across his features. "No?" he asked.

Ryouichi understood what his partner had meant when he saw a blur pass through his field of vision. He held his breath without realizing it as the violet-eyed kunoichi appeared in front of him; inches away from his face, the kunoichi softly chuckled.

"Did you think it would be that easy Ryouichi?" A smile spread over her face as she moved closer to the shinobi. "I thought you would know me better than that," her breath trailed over the length of his face, "My dear Ryouichi."

All his senses were flooded with her scent. Ryouichi tried to move, only to realize that his muscles would not respond.

"Paralysis?" he managed to say as he found his voice.

With another chuckle, the kunoichi raised her pointer finger. His gaze locked onto her finger as its tip began to glow white. She gently tapped his forehead, and Ryouichi fell unconscious. He began to tumble to the ground that was far below. The kunoichi quickly darted from the branch to catch him, and gently laid him onto the earth.

Ryuunosuke appeared a few yards behind her.

Still kneeling beside Ryouichi, the kunoichi said, "Now Ryuunosuke, will you please be nice enough to get out of my way?" The kunoichi, having heard no response, rose to her feet, and turned around to face Ryuunosuke. "Please," she offered a sincere smile, "You of all people should know that I don't enjoy conflict."

Ryuunosuke lunged at the kunoichi. She quickly sidestepped him, only to be met with another Ryuunosuke behind her. He dug one of his kunai into the back of her shoulder. She gasped in pain, but then turned her head to meet his gaze. A wicked smirk adorned her lips before she turned into a cloud of smoke. "A clone." Thought Ryuunosuke as his own clone vanished. He walked up to stand near Ryouichi.

"Please," he heard the kunoichi behind him, "I'm asking you for the last time. Don't make me fight you Ryuu-kun."

Hearing the obvious pain in her voice when she used the name she gave him when they were younger, he felt a twinge of misery in his heart. Recomposing himself, he coldly replied, "You're doing this to yourself. You don't have to leave. You can stay here, with everyone…with me."

The kunoichi was hurt by her friends' words, she cared deeply for her childhood friend, but she knew she had to get her answers, or she could never be happy anywhere with anyone.

Her hands balled into fists. She let out a sigh and said, "Ryuu-kun, I'm going to miss you."

Knowing that his friend wasn't going to give in, Ryuunosuke turned slowly. He looked into her eyes for a moment. "Orders are orders," he gloomily thought to himself.

Ryuunosuke lunged at the kunoichi once more, and their fight unfolded.

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After what seemed like ages of fighting, the kunoichi managed to knock Ryuunosuke unconscious in the same manner as she did with Ryouichi.

She was crouched over Ryuunosuke, breathing hard, and she proceeded to remove a small chain from the pouch she carried on her side. A small piece of amethyst dangled from the chain; it was a keepsake 

she had had since her first few months in the Sound village. She stared at Ryuunosuke as she recalled that night…

She had awoken from a nightmare, tears streaming down her cheeks. Ryuunosuke had come into her room some time before, awoken by the alarming sounds that came from her during her dream. He sat by her side as she hugged her knees to her chest and cried into them. He grasped one of her hands in his, and slipped the chained amethyst into her palm. She looked at the chain in her palm, then up at him with questioning eyes.

"It keeps the bad dreams away," he said with a smile.

She then threw her arms around his neck, "Thank you Ryuu-kun!"

The childhood memory brought a smile to the kunoichi's face. With one last look at Ryuunosuke, she stood up. But as she left the ground to leap onto a branch, an intense pain stung in her abdomen. She crouched on the branch and wrapped her arms around herself, desperately trying to somehow push the pain away, but it only spread throughout her body.

Losing her balance, she fell forward onto her hands and knees. She gasped for air as it became harder to breath with the pain moving up from her abdomen to her chest. She began to cough violently. Covering her mouth with her hand, she tried to suppress her coughing fit. Her eyes widened as she felt something warm splatter onto her palm.

"Blood…" she thought as she stared at her crimson stained hand. The sight of blood was too much for her, and she soon fell into darkness, passing out on the branch.

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Two cloaked figures could be seen running through the dense forest surrounding the Sound village. Both male, they darted through the forest at great speeds. One of the men had skin that appeared powder blue, with spiky hair that was a darker shade of blue. Tiny, circular eyes and gill-looking slits on his face gave the man the appearance of a fish. The other man had long black hair tied back into a ponytail, and unnatural crimson eyes. Both of the men were encased in large black cloaks flowing with red cloud-shaped designs on them.

They sped through the trees side by side, until suddenly, the red-eyed man noticed something out of the corner of his eye. He darted down, stopping on a branch. His partner followed.

"What is it?" asked the gilled man.

The other man's crimson eyes fell on the crumpled figure of the kunoichi, unconscious on the branch across from where he stood.

He leapt onto the branch, leaving the blue man behind, and crouched down next to the girl. He slowly turned her body over to look at her face. His jaw slightly stiffened at the sight of her face.

"It can't be her," he thought to himself as he brushed her bangs out of her face. He noticed a headband engraved with the emblem of the Sound village tied around her head.

His partner jumped onto the branch and crouched next to him. Looking at the kunoichi, he asked, "Who is this Itachi?"

The crimson-eyed man noticed the dried blood trailing from the side of her mouth. "How should I know Kisame?" He responded.

The kunoichi's eyes opened slowly at the sound of his voice. His crimson eyes locked onto her hazel ones.

"What's your name?" asked Itachi indifferently.

"Hikari," she said without hesitation. Why she had responded honestly to this stranger, she didn't know.

"Hikari…" Kisame said as he pondered the name, "Isn't that the name of that brat Orochimaru's got?"

Itachi just stared at the girl, looking into her eyes he thought, "It is her."

He slipped one arm under her neck, the other under her knees, and lifted her up.

"Let's go," he said as he began to jump from tree to tree again.

Hikari looked up at him, "He sounds...familiar," she thought to herself.

Itachi looked down at her suddenly, as if she had spoken aloud. She was instantly lost in his stare; a few seconds later, she was unconscious again.

--

Kabuto appeared before Orochimaru in a whirl of smoke.

"Well?" hissed Orochimaru.

"I'm sorry Lord Orochimaru-sama," responded Kabuto, "Ryuunosuke and Ryouichi could not stop her. She's gone."

Orochimaru's fist slammed into his desk, "Damn it!" he yelled.

He removed his fist from the newly formed dent in his desk. His eyes shot up to Kabuto, anger flooding them.

"Isn't there a single shinobi in this village that can do a damned thing right?!" His words poured out, his anger filled the room. "She's injured, weakened, and yet those idiots couldn't capture her!?"

"My Lord," interjected Kabuto, "Hikari is much stronger than they are. Surely you didn't expect them to capture her so easily?"

Orochimaru stood up. "Kabuto, do you really want to be sticking your neck out for those two buffoons?" After receiving no answer, Orochimaru threw his chair at the wall next to Kabuto. Kabuto didn't even flinch; he silently stood there and waited for more yelling.

Orochimaru continued, "They should have been able to apprehend her! She's coughing up blood for God's sakes!" He grabbed the bridge of his nose in frustration. After a few moments, he looked back up at Kabuto.

"Why are you still here?" Orochimaru said heatedly. With that, Kabuto disappeared again. Orochimaru turned to look out the window behind him; staring into the sky with an evil grin he thought, "I will get you back Hikari, even if I have spill blood again."

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Alright, obviously, the main character Hikari is someone I've made up. Hikari's character is based on someone very near and dear to me and Hikari's name came from the name of the very first art piece given to me by a close friend years ago. Expect way more original characters in future. Please review! And I'll try and update as soon as I find time. (: