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Yondaime smirked behind his desk. Without shifting any attention from his paperwork, he said in a low voice:
"You know I can see you, so come out and report, dear friend." It was late night and the stars shined brightly in the night sky. He felt the chakra move again and wondered why didn't his cousin hide it better if she really wanted to sneak up on him. What he saw surprised him. A tall, old man finally appeared in front of him, wearing a dark heavy coat that made his body look like a shapeless piece of fabric. Not letting his surprise show, he glanced up from his desk and waited for the man to say something.
"She did it, our war is over. Her teamwork with the other child was so precise; it was hard to believe that they never saw each other before."
"Then where is my cousin now?" Yondaime tried not to look worried. The man cleared his throat and then said in a low voice:
"She must have used up too much energy. I don't know how she did it, but she shape shifted her body to conserve her chakra." The man took out a bundle of violet fabric that he was holding in his sleeve before. Hidden within the blankets was a small child that was quietly sleeping. Yondaime looked up in disbelief at the man standing before him.
"What the hell happened in there t-that she was forced to use such measures to save herself?"
"I don't really know, I wasn't there to see it. When I got there, Nala was there in this form. She had a letter with her addressed to you, which is why I brought her here." The man gave Yondaime a piece of blue colored paper. "It has a spell on it so no one than the rightful owner can read it, without doubt one of her brilliant inventions…" He continued talking as white words started appearing on the paper. "…It could also be a trap from someone to mislead you…"
"No, this is from her." Yondaime suddenly cut the man of without looking up from the letter.
"How can you know?"
"Because as usual, she wants to take everything on herself."
Her plan was brilliant, Yondaime had to admit. He never though that she would want to protect his son that much. She wanted him to seal the Kyuubi inside of her, which is why she shape-shifted like that. No, she didn't wanted him to, she ordered him to. Sighting slightly to let off the weight of the situation, he said to the man:
"Thank you, Dumbledore-san, leave her with me. It appears that after helping to save your world, she wants to do the same in here."
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Uchiha-Akamaki Nala stared at the dull white ceiling of Konoha's hospital, only
one though in her young, three-year-old mind.
Wait for the night. The strange voice kept telling her. Too tired to rebel against it, she sighted and shifted herself so she could look out the window. She wondered just what will happen this night, because the voice inside of her head never talked to her this much. She cursed this day, for today was the day she was born, October 10th, and she hated every minute of it. Everyone, even those of the Uchiha clan, her own family, were extremely mean to her on this day.
Nala shifted in her bed again and hissed with pain. She couldn't feel her legs because of the long run from some drunken Konoha chunnin, who decided that she was a perfect target for their kunai practice. Had the ANBU didn't show up, she would be dead by now. She forcibly shook her head, trying to get her mind of her injuries and focused her mind on her two cousins, Sasuke and Itachi.
"They should be eating dinner right now." She sighted as she heard her own stomach grumble. She didn't have anything to eat since this morning.
"Hungry?" An oddly familiar voice said behind her. The person's voice was warm and gave Nala a strange feeling of nostalgia. She slightly shifted her head and almost jumped up when she saw the face of the newcomer.
A man with amazingly fluffy white hair and ANBU armor approached her, carrying a plate with some fruit. Due to his dog mask it was impossible to make out his age. He put the plate before her and sat down on the chair next to Nala's bed, waiting for her to start eating.
Nala sat up, ignoring the pain like any other real Uchiha would do and looked at the man, not knowing if she could take the food or not. It could just be a joke and he could snatch the food away from her at the last second, like other people liked to do. She glanced from the ANBU to the plate and back. After some though, she rejected the possibility of a trap, because it wouldn't make any sense for the person that saved her life just few hours ago do something like that. Another grumbling of her stomach decided it; Nala carefully picked up a piece of an apple from the plate and started chewing it, not loosing her eyes from the man. As she ate the first piece, she could feel that he was grinning under his mask. She ate half the plate before he started speaking again:
"Feels better now, doesn't it?" His voice sounded softer than before but didn't loose its seriousness. "Oh, where are my manners! My name is Hatake Kakashi!" He said, adding a victorious sound to his name. Nala smiled at his expression and then minded her own manners:
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Kakashi-san." She tried to sound professional and emotionless like an Uchiha. "I'm Uchiha Nala. Thank you for saving me." Nala added quickly.
The room then fell into a comfortable silence, which was only distracted by Nala's quiet chewing. She was grateful for the food; she didn't eat something as refreshing in a long time. There was some other, almost unnoticeable taste to it, but Nala was too hungry to think about it. After she finished her food, Nala yawned and then quickly fell asleep.
Kakashi once again grinned under his mask. The sleeping drug he snuck into the food had worked. He quietly got up from his chair and then tucked the sleeping child in, almost with a mother like precision. He wondered if he ever copied that ability or if it was his own.
"She would need all the sleep she can get, if she is to recover from those kunai wounds." He though as he left the room to go stand outside. This was to be the beginning of a very boring guard duty.
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"Yo!"
"Leave me alone…" Nala, eyes still closed and partly sleeping told whoever it was that was trying to wake her up. She still felt little tired and…
"Wake up brat!" Yelled the new voice, empowered by a viscous dose of killer intent. When Nala felt the killer intent the person that was talking to her was giving off, she quickly jumped to her feet, ready to fight. What she saw amazed her. She wasn't at the hospital anymore; instead, she was in a bare room build out of black and white stone that somehow managed to give off enough shine to be able to see in the room.
Nala looked up. The room was so big; she couldn't see the ceiling or the right wall. The only thing in the room was a large cage with golden bars. Nala decided to go check out the cage and almost fell over as she tried to make a step. She was much taller, her body lost the baby fat and now she looked like a thirteen year old.
"Welcome." The strange voice said, as Nala clumsily made her way to the cage.
"What is going on here?" Nala said, while trying to balance her weight so she could move around little better. "And why do I look like a teenager?"
"It's your mental age, kid, you will understand once you get your memory back." The thing behind the cage said in a strange tone, reminding Nala of Itachi when he gets really annoyed. But hopefully, this creature, what ever it is, wasn't going to throw her through a wall, like Itachi did. "Prepare yourself. Getting your old memory back can be a rather painful experience."
"I'm always ready for anything." Nala hissed between her teeth, causing the creature to laugh.
"Very well then." Nala then heard a loud, snap-like sound from behind the bars of the cage. Suddenly, smokes of different colors and sizes went in swirling motion down to Nala, who didn't know what was happening. At this time, the only though that occurred to her was – run! She decided in direction away from the cell, but by the time she got herself able of any movement, the smoke already cornered her. Nala didn't know what to do, so she did the only thing she could do – Scream.
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Nala quickly woke up, panting heavily, as if she just had a nightmare. Everything in the hospital room was dark, and the closest presence she felt was Kakashi outside. Reassured by this, she quietly sat up, trying to keep her movement to minimum so Kakashi wouldn't notice she is awake. Getting out of the bed, she glanced over at the clock – it read 4:00 am.
"I guess old habits dye hard." she though as she got herself dressed, looking carefully at her body. Her injuries were already healed thanks to the Kyuubi's chakra but she still couldn't believe that she had such a weak body these last three years. No wonder those ninja kept getting her; there was no way she could face them. Getting her mind of how weak her body was, she shifted her focus to the mirror in front of her.
"Even if I did turn myself back to a baby three years ago, that doesn't mean that I have different blood, right? Let's find out if my unique bloodline limit still works." Nala looked into the mirror and added a little chakra to her eyes. At that moment her ice-blue eyes turned red and revealed three comma-like marks. Nala smirked to herself as she changed the amount of chakra channeled in her eyes.
"Sharingan – check."
Her eyes changed again to show the color of milky white.
"Byakugan – check."
Nala loved her bloodline limit. It made everything much easier if she just took on any bloodline limit that others had and call it her own. It was like Sharingan, but instead of copying techniques, she copied bloodlines. At that moment, her head started hurting a little. She let her white eyes fade into the usual blue and went back to bed. Her chakra control obviously needed work. She put her hands behind her head, looked up at the dark ceiling and wondered what she should do. Maybe Nala could hide her identity as the fourth's cousin, train her body and once she was strong enough, she would tell them. There was always a possibility of telling the Hokage everything, but he might not believe her about her true identity. She quietly sighted and wondered why did she have to play around with everybody's mind like she did three years ago. I would have been much easier if they just remembered her.
After putting some though into it, Nala decided she would wait. After all, she loved when people underestimated her; it was much easier to deal with them then.
"I agree, kid. After all, if the Hokage knew about our abilities, we would just probably end up in ANBU, and then I would never have the chance to get revenge on those pathetic ninja that have been hurting you for the last three years."
"Getting overprotective, aren't we, Kyuubi?" Nala forcibly laughed in her head. She was glad she could take her mind off of the sinking situation.
"There is no such thing, I am a demon, I don't have emotions!" The Nine Tailed Fox sounded offended.
"Of course you have emotions!" Nala started teasing the Kyuubi. "Weren't emotions alone the reason you attacked Konoha?" She finished seriously, only for her statement to be met with silence. If Nala didn't know any better, she would say that Kyuubi was sobbing somewhere in the corner of her cell. "I'm sorry." Nala quietly said, and then went back to sleep before Kyuubi could say anything.
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"Um, Kakashi-san, wake up." Nala said into certain shinobi's ear, trying hard to even reach his ear at her current size. Kakashi jumped up, shaking the orange book off of his face. He quickly looked around, then seeing that there was no danger, he looked down at Nala, who put on her most innocent-looking face.
"What happened?" Kakashi asked in even, emotionless voice, while he was mentally almost tearing his hair off from the embarrassment. He was an ANBU, falling asleep on the job didn't happen to people like him! Oh well, he did have a nice nap…
"Well, you fell asleep while reading that book…" Nala said innocently, trying her best to hide the fact that she used a sleeping charm on him, so he would get some rest. "… but don't worry, nobody saw you and I won't tell." She finished totally seriously while almost cracking up in her head.
"Oh… Thanks." Kakashi said uncertainly, not knowing what to think.
"Anyway," Nala moved down to business. She wanted to get out of the hospital and start training as fast as she could. "I am all healed up now, see?" Nala turned around to show that she could actually move.
"Hmm, that was pretty fast, I would have expected at least another day… It must be because of the fox…" He looked at her, not showing any emotions. "OK, you can go home now, just be careful." Kakashi told the little girl after a while.
"Hai!"
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Nala headed back to the Uchiha compound, feeling like she just won a fight. Kakashi didn't suspected anything and she was finally free to start her training. She stopped for a minute, as the idea struck her. She turned around, no longer going to the Uchiha compound, and made her way to the Hokage monument. She hoped it would still be there, after all these years.
"Don't get your hopes up, kid; people usually look through places like that."
"What do you know?" Nala got offended. Kyuubi was obviously questioning her abilities. "Even if the bracelets aren't there, it wouldn't matter. I can always make new ones; it is pretty easy."
"Have it your way, I don't really care." With that the demon cut of and left Nala to her thoughts as she continued her way to the Hokage monument. The training weights that she hid on the head of Yondaime should still be there; with their invisibility technique, they weren't that easy to find. They would be perfect for her training.
Nala smirked as she imagined getting her hands on what she thought was one of her greatest inventions again. A weight bracelet looked like an ordinary stripe of soft silvery metal, but once put on, it could change its weight as the holder desired. There was a simple scale of one to nine that the holder could adjust with his thoughts. Once the scale was set, they would fade in to match the skin colour of the person, making it practically invisible. They reached the same effects as normal training weights, but were much smaller and more comfortable.
Nala finally reached the monument and started climbing the stairs. Why did she hide them so high up? It would take at least half an hour to get up the stairs and with her current size, she almost had to jump up to get from step to step.
"Oh well," she sighted, trying to be optimistic. "At least I'll get some exercise" And with this new motivation, she started jumping up the steps.
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Author's Notes:
Me: Alright! First chapter is finished! Hope you liked it!
Kakashi: "…A mother like precision?..." Just kill me now… (goes sobbing into a corner because of embarrassment)
Me: It's because I can totally imagine you doing that, Kakashi. Well, (turns to the readers) you give me your opinion about that.
Yondaime: That's right, did you hear that? Hurry up and review or she will go mad!
Me: Wait…What the heck are you doing here? (turns to Yondaime and starts chasing him, then gives up after a while, seeing that he has an unfair advantage with Hirashin) But.. He.. Did.. Have.. A point, please review as much as you can! And thanks for reading this!