Hey it's me Tangledfire! I decided to start writing about my OC character from Naruto just let you guys know the Village of Masked Faces and the Village Hidden in Shadow are not in any way from the actual show I made them up! So I hope you like it! And in this story there are no actual characters it's just my OC's and whatnot so sorry to disappoint you guys if you wanted the actual characters! You to deal the ones my crazy imagination! ZD
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto... Though I think I be obvious, considering this is going on fan fiction ZD
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'This village is not a place you want to be,' the short purple haired girl thought as she looked out across the ninja village that she called her home. 'This village is a bad place,'
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In this world ninjas are a weapons of war.
There are five known nations with ninja villages:
The Land of Fire, with the Village Hidden in the Leaves,
The Land of Water, with the Village Hidden in the Mist,
The Land of wind, with the Village Hidden in the Sand,
The Land of Lightning, with the Village Hidden in the Clouds,
The land of Earth, with the Village Hidden in the Rocks,
But in all of these nations there is a legend of two more ninja villages.
The first is the Village Hidden in Shadow, rumoured to be located in the Land of Night. The legend says that the most skilled and silent shinobi came from this village. Supposedly, all of them dressed from head to toe in black. They were rumoured to have skin as white as death, hair as black as night, and eyes as red as blood. Daemons they where called, you did not want to ever meet on in battle or it was said that you would be paralyzed by fear, unable to fight against the monster. Most little children where told when they where young that if they stayed out too late the daemons of the Shadow Village could come and take them away. Most people thought that was all there was to the Village of Shadow just a fairytale to keep children out of trouble.
The second is the Village of Masked Faces, located in the Land of Truth. The Village of Masked faces was used more in school, to teach children about the need to trust each other and not lie. The Masked Village was said to be a place where no one knew each others faces or real names, a place where lies where often taken as truth, a place where no one trusted each other. The Masked Village shinobi had another legendary power. It was said that the ninja of the village of masked faces could somehow bring out other personalities of themselves in the form of what seamed like clones, every person in the Land of Truth had more then one personality in side them, it could range from two to twenty-two. only people possessing two to fore personalities were allowed to be trained as ninjas. The and strangest thing about the village of masked faces was that everyone in the village ware a mask given to them as a baby. The people of the village never took off their masks under any circumstance.
What the shinobi of the world did not know, was that the two villages did exist. They lay far across the ocean, surrounded by a high, well protected wall. Preventing from both a world outside coming in, and the world inside giving out.
Once a very long time ago the two villages had worked with the other five, but something strange happened one day, the shadow and mask ninjas disappeared, never to be seen by anyone again.
The other villages sent out some of their best shinobi to investigate what happened to the two powerful villages.
When those ninjas returned they had many different stories, some said the nations sank into the sea, some said that they were abandoned, and some claimed the two nations had never existed at all.
So, the two villages faded into myth, and legend. They became nothing more than stories to tell children, or something to joke about after a long hard mission.
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The five year old girl peered out of the thick buses. Her dark blue eyes wide with amazement, as she watch the young boy in the clearing. Silently, she cheered, as the boy hit a target mounted on a tree again and again, with shrunken.
'Wow he's good almost as good as me!'
She craned her neck up, trying to get a better view of the boys posture.
'I wonder what his name is? But Marco told me not to talk to anyone,'
She gave a soft sigh as she thought of her caretaker. The boy in the clearing quickly spun and launched a shrunken in to to the bush where the girl was crouching. With unnatural speed for such a young girl, she launched herself out of the bush, easily avoiding the spinning weapon. She landed in the clearing, crouched, cat-like, and grinning from behind the black cat mask.
"So, you spotted me!" she giggled.
The boy looked at her, nonplussed. "Why where you watching me?" he asked, razing one of his black eye brows.
"I was bored," she said simply, as she lifted her self from the crouching position, "You are good,"
"The best," he muttered, his red eyes looking sadly at the ground, before flicking back up at the girl.
She smiled widely, her sharp canines matching the ones affixed to the smiling mouth of her mask.
The boy took in her appearance more closely, the black cat mask with the white swirl in the middle of the forehead, the mask reviled nothing of her face but her dark eyes and smiling lips, poking out of her purple hair was a pair of large black cat ears, and a long black tail swayed behind her. She also wore a need length black dress, with black pants underneath.
"You're from not around here, are you?" He asked.
She looked at him for second,
Black hair and clothing, red eyes, and pale skin. But of course I've seen him before, while I was wandering around the village. She smiled at the funny way his hair seemed to stick straight up in the back, as though he used some sort of gel on it.
"Nope," she replied, she stuck her hand out in front of her, gesturing for him to shake it. "My name is Neko, Murasaki," she stated proudly.
"My name is Kuro, Tokotsu," he said, as he took her hand, "You are from the Village of Masked Faces, yes?"
"Yup," Murasaki said.
"Then that means, the name that you gave me it's not real, it is the one that you give to everyone you meet. You keep your real name hidden in your head," Tokotsu said.
"Yup!" Murasaki smiled, "Sorry, but I can tell you my real name. But your name we can talk about... Tokotsu Kuro..." She giggled as she said his name for the first time, "That means skull black, right?"
"Yes," was his one word answerer.
"Cool!" she shouted, "My "name" means purple cat,"
"I know,"
"No you didn't!
"Yes, I did,"
"No, you didn't!"
"Yes, I did,"
"Yes, you did!"
"No, I didn- hay!"
Murasaki giggled, and a look of anger flashed across Tokotsu's face.
"Hey?" Murasaki asked.
"Hn?" Replied Tokotsu.
"You wanna be friends?" the cat girls eyes where wide with wonder.
"I guess," a small blush ghosted across the boys pale skin.
Murasaki punched her fist up, and lept into the air. "Yay!"
Tokotsu just raised an eyebrow at his new friends antics.
Once the purple haired girl landed she immediately sat in the soft grass, Tokotsu followed.
"I have a question," she stated, as she picked up a piece of grass and ran through her fingers.
Tokotsu tilted his head to the side, giving her the okay to ask.
"I was wondering, why is it, that when you are out here alone, you are so much better than when I seen you in town?"
"Better?" the red eyed boy asked for clarification.
She looked at the ground shyly. "Like at being a ninja?"
"Oh," Tokotsu sighed, "that's because I'm the best of the young ninja in my clan, but being the best means that I will have to marry Tsuki Kanashimi. I do not want to marry her. If I pretended to be a bad shinobi and she will marry my older brother Kibishi, in five years,"
"Oh, an arranged marriage," Murasaki said, sadly.
"What about you, what are you doing here?" he asked.
"Well!" Murasaki intently brightened, "Sense you asked, I'm here with my caretaker Marco, he decided it was about time that I see the Village Hidden in Shadow, he had a message to deliver to the Kagekage, so he took me with him, but I was supposed to stay in our room but I got curious so I left and found you,"
"Curiosity killed the cat," muttered Tokotsu.
She giggled.
Suddenly, Tokotsu looked up. "I think I should be going soon, or my mother will be worried,"
"Mother?" Murasaki tilted her head, "What is a mother? I know what a brother is, though I don't have one, but I know some kids who have someone else that their caretaker is looking after. That's what brother is right?"
"What?" Tokotsu's red eyes widened, "You don't have a family?"
"No,"
"Oh... Well a family I... um... Well," the five-year-old struggled to figure out exactly how to describe a family, "A mother is the person who gave birth you, your father is the man who helped create you as well, usually your mother and father love each other and take care of you, to me a brother is a boy that my mother also gave birth to, same with a sister, except that it would be a girl,"
"Oh, well I have a caretaker and he takes care of me but I don't think he loves any woman, so I guess he's not my father, and I don't know my mother is, or if I have any brothers or sisters," Murasaki's black cat ears fell in sadness and her tail flopped onto the ground.
Suddenly, Murasaki took in a deep breath, and her ears and tail sprang up. "I have an idea how about you be my brother?"
Tokotsu shook his head. "I can't be your brother,"
"Father?"
"No,"
Murasaki sighed in defeat.
"But I can be your best friend,"
the young girl shouted in joy and tackled her now best friend...
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"So when are you going to graduate from the Academy?" Murasaki lay on her back in the soft grass, her hands broadly chasing after a butterfly.
This was the fifth time that she and Tokotsu had hung out together that week.
Murasaki had actually expected to leave two days ago but apparently something had come up so Marco had said they needed to stay.
"Well," said Tokotsu, as he flung another kunai at the target, "This is my first year and I have to wait five years till my brother is safely married so I guess I'll graduate when I'm ten," he through another knife, hitting the target dead in the center.
"I'm going to try and get out as soon as I can, that way I can start training to become the best shinobi the Village of Masked Faces has ever seen!" Murasaki proclaimed.
Tokotsu went to the target and pulled out all the knives. "Hey, I've never seen you throw a kunai before,"
"What? You think I can't do it ot somethin'?" Murasaki smirked underneath her mask.
"Oh, no, am sure you can do it," he said mockingly.
"All right," she stood up and dusted off her black clothing, before gracefully walking up to him and snatching the knives from his pale hand. "Back up,"
She closed her eyes and relaxed all her muscles. Slowly, she placed one of the sharp objects between each of her fingers.
The wind is coming from the East at 2 miles an hour not enough to effectively change the kunai's course the target is 50 feet away and 10 feet up, the target's center is two inches wide. To get that far and that high I need to throw it at an upward angle.
In this second Murasaki had thrown all eight of the knives every single one hit dead center.
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"So, you have two other voices in your head?" Tokotsu asked.
"I guess, I mean they are my voice, at the same time there are not my voice, it like it's me talking, but it's not me talking. You know what I mean?" Murasaki tried to enplane the strange ability that everyone in her village had.
"No," the shadow boy said. His red eyes showed confusion.
"Oh, well Marco says it's actually pretty amazing that I can hear them already, he says most people don't hear them until they're turning seven!" Murasaki bounced with excitement, "Isn't that super cool!"
"Yeah, I guess," Tokotsu still looked confused.
"They have names, the voices, one is me, well more me, Mo-er-Murasaki, and one is Rimitto and one is Ketsueki,"
"Those names are strange," stated the red eyed boy.
"Purple, last and blood, yeah I guess you're right, they are kind of weird," said Murasaki with a shrug.
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Tears fell out of Murasaki's eyes sliding down her cheeks, and appearing out from under the cat mask.
"I don't wanna leave you!" she cried, as she held on tightly to Tokotsu's black robes. "It won't be the same without you,"
"Don't worry Murasaki, we'll see each other again, I promise. I wouldn't leave my best friend like that,"
Murasaki just sobbed.
Tokosu hugged his friend tightly, resting his chin on her shoulder.
"Don't worry, I know see each other again, I just know it, trust me," the red eyed boy muttered comforting words into its friends ear.
"I-I want to show you something, and... And tell you something," the purple haired mask wearer gently let go of her friend. She turned around and reached her hands up to the knot of ribbons that tied her mask on. With shaking hands she undid the stiff knot. She let the mask slip off her face, she cradled it with her small hands. Slowly she turned around.
Her face was that of a young child with wide curious eyes, a splash of freckles across her nose. Her eyebrows and eyelashes where the same purple colour as her hair. She smiled.
"My real name is, Arisu, Motsuretafaia,"
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Hope you enjoyed the first chapter! (I know I did) please review! And I'll sort of see you again in the next chapter!
-Tangledfire Blac