A/N- Okay, so I had this story posted, then at 2 am one morning, I decided to take it down and do some editing. I've combined chapters to make them longer, and I've edited quite a bit. This is my first Naruto fic, the characters will get a little out of character, but that goes along with the plot. So if you don't like that, don't read. Please review when your done! Thanks!! ♥
Disclaimer- The only thing I own in this story is the plot, and the character Keiatami...and anything else you don't recognize. O.o
Keiatami POV
Journal,
I don't know how or why. I've been told I was born in Konoha, for as long as I can remember, I've lived in Konoha. So why is this happening to me? I know that I was raised here, because I have my memories of going to the ninja academy with my friends- Sakura, Shikamaru, Naruto, Ino, Chouji, Kiba, and Hinata. Whenever we were to work on our skills, we always helped each other. We were friends, and we knew each other, we helped each other, not just with overcoming weaknesses, but with other areas in our lives too. I've always felt different from them though, singled out. I never knew why until now. I want to go to them, I want to get their help, but I don't think they can help me with this, they wouldn't know how because they can't do it. They can't control the sand like I do.
I know that if I can control sand, it must be almost impossible that I'm from Konoha. I mean, I love this village, its my home, and it always will be. I would've given everything to help it prosper and keep it safe, but now, I'm not so sure. I mean, I don't even know if my parents are my real parents! This village that I've grown to love, has lied to me. I wish I hadn't even discovered the stupid technique. It makes me doubt everything I've ever been told, everything I've ever learned. It makes me doubt who I am, or who I think I am...I don't even know who I am anymore. Am I really Keiatami Solaou, or am I some reject child from a different village? My name could be Tofu for all I know! I really wish that stupid Ninja hadn't snuck up on me and trapped me like that, if he hadn't done that, I would still be happy, I'd still think I know who I am. Now, I don't know, I don't know anything, anything at all. I wish I could have killed him. Stupid ANBU patrolling the area, stupid me for screaming out of fright, stupid ANBU for coming so fast and taking him away. Stupid, Stupid, STUPID!!!!!!
I need to get away. I know, I'll go to the forest. I can think there, It's quiet there, or it should be. I'll find a place, I will figure out who I am, even if I die trying.
-Keia
I get up from my bed and put my journal in it's hiding spot. I slide it up under the mattress so far its almost in the middle of it, then I head downstairs. "Mom, I'm going out for a little while." I stop by the kitchen to let her know that I'll be gone.
"Okay honey, just be back in time for dinner, alright?" She directs her focus from her cookbook to me.
"I'll try." I turn to leave but she stops me.
"You better do more than try. You need to be here, it's a celebration! Your father got promoted!" She sounds so enthusiastic I want to wretch.
"I'll do my best." I say, then I leave before she can stop me again.
I walk down the streets of the village, and everything seems to be different. It doesn't seem...well, real. I lower my head and stare at the ground as I walk, after all, I shouldn't hold my head high as if I'm proud, how could I be proud of someone I don't even know? A small soccer ball rolls into my view and I pick it up. I look up and see a group of little kids waving their hands and calling out for me to toss it to them. I smile at them as I toss it back to them, and they shout their thanks. 'I wish I was like them, their only worry is who's going to win the game.' I think bitterly. I walk on past them as they continue playing. By the time I reach the forest, the sun is high in the sky, and the temperature is rising. I venture into the forest in search of the river that runs through it, and some shade to sit in and think.
After I drink a bit of water from the river, I sit down under a rather large tree and lean my back against it. I watch as a butterfly flies around my head then lands on a flower not too far from me. "You have an easy life, don't you?" I ask it. "You don't have to worry about not knowing who you are, or what's truth and what's not, or if your life has a been a lie. All you have to do is fly around and drink and eat, huh?" I stare the butterfly wishing it could answer me.
"I don't think it's going to answer you." I hear the tired voice come from behind me. I jump up and turn around to find a worn-out woman lean against the tree I had been resting on.
"Who are you?" I ask pulling out a kunai, getting ready to fight if someone else attacks.
"No need to get out that weapon, honey, I'm alone and tired. I'm not going to fight you." She says kneeling down by the river and taking a drink. I keep my kunai in my hand and stay alert remembering my sensei's words, 'Never lower your guard. The enemy will always try to get you to relax and lower your guard, as soon as you do, they'll strike. Always be ready to defend yourself, always stay alert.' I watch the woman as she drinks. '...she doesn't seem like she wants to hurt me, but what is she doing here? Who is she...hey! She never answered my question!!!'
"Who are you?" I repeat as she stands up from drinking. '...she seems oddly familiar. But I can't know her, she's from the Sand village.' I think noticing her headband. 'Still, I know I've seen her somewhere...I just don't know where...' my thoughts trail off as she finally answers my question.
"I'm a kunoichi from Suna. I came here on a mission." I tense at her words and get ready for her to attack. "Not a mission from the Kazekage, but on a mission for myself...I need to find someone." She sits down where I had been resting and looks up at me. "I told you, your safe, I'm not going to hurt you, I'm here alone." She assures me after noticing I still held my weapon.
I give her an unsure look, but slowly lower my weapon, keeping it in my hand-just in case. "Who are you looking for?" I'm ashamed of myself for wanting to know more about her, after all, the less I know, the safer I am.
"A person I lost years ago. They were stolen from me, and I've been trying to find them since." She sighs and looks out across the river. "I finally found out that they were here, in Konoha, and came to see them." She keeps her gaze focused across the river. I glance over there but I don't see anything abnormal about it and look back at the womans' face.
"Have you found them yet?" I ask, wondering if I know the person she's looking for. I see a ghost of a smile graces her tired features before disappearing.
"I'm not sure, I think I have, but I wouldn't really know. I couldn't just go up to them and ask if they were who I'm seeking, they wouldn't know." She pauses and takes a deep breath. "You see, this person I lost, she's very precious to me. She was taken when she was very young, and she was too young to remember me, I didn't come to take her back, I just came to make sure she's doing alright." The woman stops talking and I see a single tear fall from her eye, roll down her cheek, and fall onto the grass beside her.
"How old would she be now?" Something inside of me urges me to comfort the woman, but I fight it, I don't know her, and wanting to help her can't be a good sign.
"I think she would be around 14 right now, yes, she'd be 14. She'll be 15 in a week." She gets a far away look on her face and I figure she's watching a memory play in her mind's eye.
"Really? A week? I'll be 15 in a week too! I might now her! What's her name?" By now, I realize I've lost the fight against the urge to help her. Damn my caring side!
"Oh, I couldn't tell you, I wouldn't want to trouble her life right now. She's probably happy with the life she's living, I don't want to mess that up for her." She gives me a small smile and I return it half-heartedly.
"She's probably fine. I mean, every girl I know around my age is happy, well except me, but I don't really count do I?" I try to reassure her.
"Why aren't you happy? Of course you count, everyone counts." The woman looks at me with a troubled expression. I hadn't noticed that I'd asked the question, until she answered it.
"I've just...discovered...some things about myself and it's made me doubt things that I thought were unquestionable." I look across the river trying to avoid the womans' gaze.
"Maybe you should ask your parents about the things you've discovered, I'm sure they would be able to help." She offers.
"I would, except, I'm not sure if they are my parents..." I let my words trail off as I realize just how deep they cut me. My eyes water and I try to stop the tears, but a few flow down my face anyway. I wipe them away with the back of my hand, hoping the woman hadn't noticed. 'Kunoichi are supposed to be strong, we're supposed to be able to control our emotions, we're not supposed to let them show! Control yourself Keia, you don't want this woman to think that Konoha is raising weak kunoichi.' I reprimand myself.
"One of the worst feelings in the word is doubting things you thought were unquestionable, the only thing that makes that worse, is not having someone there to help you through your doubts. Not knowing if your parents are your true parents, must be very hard." I nod my head as she pauses, she takes a shaky breath and continues, "You need to confront about it, ask them if they are your true parents, and you will be able to notice if they lie to you. Your a smart girl, Keiatami."
"Thank y-" I break off as the realization hits me harder than a well aimed kunai. I didn't tell her my name. I look up to ask her how she knew my name, but she seems to have disappeared. I get up and walk home, leaving the forest more confused than when I had entered it.
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I take my seat at the table as my mother sets the last dish on the table. I watch as my parents start a conversation and start to eat, wondering when to ask them my question. My mother looks over at me and a small frown appears on her face. "Keiatami, are you okay? Why aren't you eating?" She asks picking up a small piece of chicken with her chopsticks.
'Now is a good a time as any..' I think before blurting out, "Your not my real parents, are you?" My mother gasps and drops her chopsticks and my father starts to choke on the food he had just swallowed. My mom pats him on the back and he takes a sip of water. As soon as he stops coughing he looks at me seriously as my mom's eyes widen in shock as my questions sinks in deeper.
"Keiatami, I think it's time that we have a talk." My father says softly. My eyes widen a little in shock, this wasn't the answer I had been expecting.
"Dear, we shouldn't-" My mom starts but my father cuts her off,
"She has a right to know Sarabi."
"But she's only-" My mom argues with him as I look on in disbelief.
"It doesn't matter how old she is, Sarabi. She obviously found something out, or else she wouldn't have asked. I'm going to tell her, she deserves to know." My father says sternly ending the conversation with my mother. He looks over at me and I quickly look down at my plate. "Keiatami, we're going to finish dinner, then I'll tell you everything we know." I look up at him and give him a half smile as my mother goes on eating angrily.
"Thank you." I say before serving myself and eating. We finish the meal in silence, then relocate to the living room.
"Keiatami, I want you to know that we love you very much, but there's something you should know." He leans back on the couch and takes a deep breath before looking across the coffee table at me as I curl up in the recliner. Here I was, getting the information I longed for, and yet, I didn't want to hear a single syllable of what he was saying.
A/N- there ya have it! The new version of my same story!! And I started it all at around 4 am and now its 5 am, so I'm going to bed! Hope you enjoyed it, I think I actually know how to get on with it now...
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