A/N:Heyy!! I hope that this story turns out well. It's not the first story I've written, but it's the first story I intend to finish….. But, like I'm supposed to state…I own nothing of Masashi Kishimoto's works. This is merely a figment of my friend and I's imagination. My friend, (Erin), doesn't have an account and seems to think that she has no writing talent. But she's got some pretty good ideas!! So, we just let me write it. J But I hope you enjoy it!!

Silver Rose

'Hello, my name is Hiyashi Kajika. Also known as 'NightRayne,' by my former Anbu partners. What I am about to share with you, is my dark past, present, and future. My life…did not turn out as planned. But bits and pieces of it , well, were worth it. The things I learned, and did, they formed my memories. Some may not be as regrettably forgettable, but they molded me. So, to those who care to acknowledge a bad thing in the making…THIS is my story…'

Chp. 1- The Beginning

Footsteps echoed down the dark, dank, corridor of a seemingly abandoned building. The cries of a young girl could be heard from the darkest and most terrifying room in this world, at least in her mind that's what it represented. Blood was splattered upon the walls and pools of it it were littered across the floor.

"Why…?!" the young girl cried. "Why did it have to be you!? You of all people in my world!?"

She continued to speak, but her words were muffled by her tears of regret. She was holding a man in her arms, her one true love. They may have been young, but they both knew. His blood soaked her clothing as her tears fell like rain from her glacial eyes. His heart had stopped beating hours before, but she couldn't stand to tear herself away from him. Her breathing quickened as she heard all to familiar footsteps approaching from down the hallway. She jerked her head up, tears still visible, and looked quickly towards the door. A man with a slid expression on his face, and hair as grey as an eroded stone, approached the once flourishing couple.

"NightRayne, I apologize. But the mission had to be completed. We shouldn't have made you…But your the best…"

She looked up at him with understanding, but terror filled eyes. She knew in her mind, it had to be done; for the sake of the village…The man glanced behind, as he checked for any survivors. Nothing was heard, but they were already behind schedule. For he had been forced to find her because she hadn't shown up at the meeting spot. And he had known for a fact that she wasn't dead.

"Come, NightRayne. We must leave."

He looked towards her and nodded. He didn't exactly know how it felt to lose someone you loved. But in his mind, he had an idea. They were ninja after all and he had to follow the Code. But the things he was seeing right before his eyes, made him a bit lineate. They were young after all.

"I shall wait for you at the entrance. You have five minutes. No longer."

There was no response from her, but she had heard him speak. He exited the room and made his way towards the exit of the building. She sat there, holding her lover in her arms, the tears still cascading down her porcelain skinned face. She didn't want to let him go, but her job called…She was forced to. She laid one last passionate kiss upon his lips and slide him off her lap, gently laying his lifeless body onto the cold, hard, cement floor. She stood slowly, looming over his body. She closed her eyes and exhaled. Releasing a bit of tension. Her hand went directly to her face and she wiped the tears from her now rosy cheeks. She then put on a distinct professional face, appearance of any form of crying now gone. NightRayne took a step over the body on the floor. As she exited the room, the splashing of her sandals hitting the pools of red liquid on the floor. She ran the one word he had said to her before his life had been taken…

"Survive…"

Her mind was wondering with thoughts. This had been the second time something important had been taken from her. As she stepped out into the fresh air of the night, and the stars twinkled over her head. She made a promise to herself…

"Are you ready to go?" the man asked, inquiringly. She looked at him with an expression as hard as a diamond.

"Yes, Kakashi. Let's go." NightRayne started walking, her head held high. Kakashi shook his head and followed. He knew she was going to keep all those feelings hidden deep inside. He stopped and watched her walk as though nothing was wrong. As she approached the hill that would disconnect her from the building that held so many memories, she stopped and turned. Looking at Kakashi, her glimmering birthmark shaped as a star from the Heavens, sparkled.

"Let's go, Kakashi. Duty calls."

She turned away from him and made her way down the hill. He looked to the ground and sighed. He stepped forward and followed her path up the incline. He looked up to her when he realized a trail of blood leading directly to her. She was injured and refused to show it. He reached the top of the hill and looked down on a blood path, following her. She was nearing the bottom. He stopped and watched her, then he whispered softly to himself.

"So much pain resistance…and only 7 years old. She's still such a child. The Anbu milked her of that privilege. But yet, she's been through so much more than an adult. How can she keep going? How does her fragile glass heart hold such a burden? How, with all of that stacked on top of her shoulders, can she be the Anbu's best ninja? And how…does that face stay so pure and emotionless, when her heart and soul…are both just children?"

He pondered this while he continued to follow. They were headed back towards the village to report in.

Village

They approached the Hokage's office. And NightRayne knocked gently upon the door. She then entered the room. It revealed the Hokage sitting behind his desk. NightRayne and Kakashi advanced towards him.

"We've come to report in." Kakashi stated. The Hokage nodded and looked towards NightRayne's face.

"So?"

"Mission complete. Enemy has been taken care of. No more sign of hostility. Max killed in debate, 43." she spoke in a cold, uncaring voice. Kakashi looked towards her, surprised.

"Anything else requested of you, Hokage?"

"No, not at the moment. You've done enough for a while. Please, go rest now."

NightRayne nodded and turned, exiting the office. Leaving Kakashi and the Hokage alone to talk.

"Still as cold as ever, I see. But I get the feeling that her ice has gotten worse. I hate to have her act that way, just because of a mission. But, she was the only one." Kakashi nodded.

"She seemed to understand. But, I can already see the scar she's going to have,"

The Hokage glanced towards the door.

"Both emotionally and physically…"

Later

NightRayne was currently in her room, tending to her wound. It had been on her stomach; a deep gash. She was bleeding profusely and was getting quite light-headed. She put some special ointment that she possessed on it and then wrapped herself. Her memories running frantically through her mind. She could no longer keep them boxed inside her head. She had to leave, she couldn't stay here. If she did it would end tragically. Tonight, she had to leave tonight. Right now. She quickly but carefully grabbed things she would need and stuffed them into a small knapsack. Then headed out into the town. This place may have been full of ninja's, but she could outsmart most of them. She approached the entrance to the village and turned back to the darkened, empty streets of Konaha. This was more or less her home, but yet in her heart she knew where her true home was. But that home had been slaughtered, not by Itachi…but by her own hands…She sighed and turned, entering the dark woods beyond Konaha.

As she dissipated into the shadowed woods that were covered in darkness, a man stepped from behind a building and watched her leave. The wind blowing through his grey hair. He smiled as she made her way away from the village. He knew this is what she had to do. This way…she could figure out all those thoughts swirling around in that head of hers. He nodded a good-bye and turned, walking down the main road of Konaha.

NightRayne smiled. She knew he had been watching her leave. She was glad he hadn't followed. This time she was going to figure everything out. As she entered the trees of the Konaha wood, she looked up towards the sky. A blood red moon shown down upon the village. She smiled, a rarely seen sight. It was 'their' moon. He was simply saying 'good-bye.'

5 Years Later

A/N: Okay, I know it's short. But it's only my first chapter. So, I hope you all liked it!! I sure have some interesting things planned for this story!! smiles But, yeah…Send me a review!! That would be incredibly nice of you!! I want at least two reviews to keep writing. I don't think that's to much to ask for. Even if it's a bad review. Just tell me what you think!! --

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