Ever since she was born, Hidemi felt that she was different from the rest of her clan members. She was the heiress to the Kawachi throne and she was born blind. Though, luckily being blind didn't disable her. She could get around by highly sensitive sound and the vibrations things an people give off when moving or moved. But, today was going to be the worst as so many of the Kawachi clan members believed she should become a Suna Shinobi, while others detested the idea.
"How dare you say such a thing!" A man with pale skin and long white hair growled from the head seat of the clan table.
"It is true, Tatsuo. She would make a fearless Shinobi, and a powerful one at that." Speaking from the far right corner seat was a younger looking male with short frizzy black hair and green eyes. Hidemi knew him by 'Akoto'.
"That still doesn't justify you speaking out of turn, Akoto Morishima." Tatsuo, her father and leader of the clan, huffed trying to regain the slight distill in his composure.
"Then why not arrange a marriage for her, since you don't want her being a Shinobi." A distant soft voice calmly spoke, it seemed to belong to a shy woman with green pigtails and red eyes.
"Yeah!" Others began agreeing and started getting riled up.
"Enough!" Tatsuo's voice boomed through the small meeting chamber that Hidemi knew too well. Once the bickering subsided, the man sighed. "I will think more on the matter and will give my decision within the next two days. This meeting is over."
And with that, everyone stood and bowed before starting to leave. Having been sitting beside her father the entire time, the 12 year old girl's pale blue eyes looked over to him instinctly as she grabbed his forearm to walk along with her father.
"What is bothering you, Hidemi?" Tatsuo asked as he covered the small hand on his forearm with his own as they walked down the long wooden porch that connected to other parts of the manor.
Taking a deep breath, she sighed. "If it is the wish of the clan for me to become a Shinobi, then shouldn't it be so father?"
Stopping in his tracks, the man gently touched her smooth pale cheek. "It should be, but, I don't want to throw my blind little girl into the ninja world if she cannot properly defend herself."
"I know, father. But, isn't that why you had Akoto-sensei training me? He is a really good teacher and said that I surpassed his other students." Hidemi smiled softly as she touched her father's hand. She loved her family, but she felt like property at times, especially during the meetings.
"That may be true, but, Hidemi dear do you think you are ready? I do not want to have to bury my little girl at a young age." There was a sadness in his voice as he looked at his beloved daughter. She looked just like her mother. Pale blue eyes, long milky blonde hair that fell just below her shoulders, pale skin which she took from him, and a thin petite figure. All in all she was beautiful, just like her mother.
"I can protect myself, and if it gets to where I cannot then I will have teammates, friends who won't let that happen. Although the life of a Shinobi is hard, it has a bright side like everything and everyone." Smiling softly, she touched her father's hand as she giggled. "Besides, I have awakened the clan kekkei genkai."
"So you have awakened the demons possession? Have you found which signature bests suits you?" He asked in amazement as most of the clan members awakened their kekkei genkai when they became chuunin.
"Demon Possession: Bloodlust. Though, it causes me to be driven mad and taken over. I lose all touch with sanity." She shifted a little. "My demon's name is, Terje."
Hearing this made him wonder a bit. Terje was the demon that once controlled their ancestor, Ren Kawachi, a Shinobi famed for holding back the Shukaku with a demon possession sealing jutsu for seven days and seven nights. Staring at his daughter, he wondered if Terje chose her or if it was just a random choice from the demon lord.
"Hidemi...you remember the stories grandfather use to tell you about our ancestor, Ren Kawachi?" He waited a moment for a response till she opened her mouth.
"Of course, father. I know Terje was the demon who was contracted with Ren. He told me so himself, kinda proudly." She giggled softly. "He assured that he wouldn't let me die either."
Listening to her, he nodded slowly before sighing in defeat. "Alright. You can take the tests to become a Shinobi. I'll let the clan know tomorrow after I speak with the Kazekage about the situation."
"Thank you, father!" Quickly hugging his neck, she smiled happily.
"Run along and get ready. You can join me there." He smiled warmly as he watched her run away toward her bedroom. "Just like your mother..."
Standing in front of the Kazekage's office, Tatsuo glanced at his daughter seeing that she was completely calm. Relaxing himself, they followed a tall brown haired lady with tan skin an green eyes toward the office. Hidemi followed alongside her father silently, focusing on every vibration that she felt and every noise she heard. Papers shuffling, footsteps, people talking. The normal that you'd hear at an office building.
When they came to a stop, she heard two knocks before a voice sounded on the other side of the door, then the door squeaked open. Walking in after the lady and her father, Hidemi picked up four different Chakra. Reading each one, she could determine it as the Kazekage and his three children. The oldest being his daughter Temari, then his son Kankuro, and then his son Gaara. Taking a moment, she looked at Gaara curiously as she began to hear a voice within her head.
'He is the host of the Shukaku...hmp... some nerve of Rasa...'That was Treje? His voice was so deep and rasped that it sounded more of a whisper than it did talking, though it was masculine.
So, Gaara was the boy everyone was told to stay away from. He was the monster? How could that be possible? He was a boy her age and, to her, he didn't seem threatening or dangerous at all.
"Good afternoon, Lord Kazekage." Her father's voice snapped her from her thoughts as she bowed respectfully with him.
"Tatsuo-san, please. You are an old friend, no need to bow." Rasa, the Kazekage, chuckled lowly as they greeted each other. "What can I help you with?"
"Rasa, you remember my daughter, Hidemi." He looked over to Hidemi, who was standing with perfect posture. She had changed into a faint purple geisha dress with a white sash around the waist and wooden sandals. She smiled sweetly as she looked up at the Kazekage with pale blue eyes.
Looking over the girl that stood beside Tatsuo, he smirked beneath the cloth mask he wore. "Of course. Has she awakened her abilities?"
"That is why we are here." Tatsuo sighed slightly. "Would you allow her to take the exams to become a Gennin?"
"Are you sure about that, with her being blind and all." Rasa sat down at his desk and looked at Tatsuo and Hidemi.
"All because I am blind doesn't mean I am disabled, Lord Kazekage." Hidemi stepped up and looked at the Kazekage. On her side was a new accessory, a katana sword with red wrappings around the handle and a little gold charm dangling off the end representing a demon. When Rasa seen this, he grinned.
"Of course, of course it doesn't dear." Pulling out a slip of paper, the Kazekage picked up his quill and began scratching away at the paper until he stopped. Once he was satisfied with what it said, he handed it to Tatsuo. "Take this to the instructor. He will know."
"Thank you, Lord Kazekage." Tatsuo bowed before sending Hidemi out first.
"Tatsuo, I will make sure nothing happens to her." There was a hint of deviousness in the Kazekage's voice as the man left.
Once they we're gone, Temari looked over at her father curiously. "What did you mean by that, father?"
"Have you heard of the Kawachi clan?" He asked with an illness to his tone.
Shaking her head, she didn't want to respond.
"They are known for signing contracts with demons and use a kekkei genkai allowing their contracted demon to possess their body and fight for them. It also allows them to summon the demon into combat to fight with them when they draw the weapon given to them personally by the demon, which that girl was carrying." He had recognized the sword from the paintings hanging up in the Kawachi clan manor. "That particular sword she was carrying belongs to the demon contracted to their ancestor, Ren Kawachi."
Hearing this caused Temari and Kanuro to widen their eyes in shock.
"Wait a minute, you mean the one we learned about in clan history?" Kankuro questioned with concern getting at what their father is trying to say.
"Correct. The same one who held Shukaku in containment under a demon sealing jutsu for seven days and seven nights." Rasa grinned deviously. "Let's wait to see if she passes."
Looking at one another with concern, Temari and Kankuro didn't like what their father was getting at as he stared at Gaara for a moment. "You three get out of my sight for now."
Back at the Kawachi manor, Tatsuo had called a clan gathering in order to tell the clan his decision and the news. Once every house head was seated at the table, Tatsuo cleared his voice to signal that the gathering was starting.
"Now that everyone is accounted for. On to the matter discussed earlier. A lot of you wanted to see Hidemi flourish as a Shinobi. Well, now you will have your chance." Looking around at all the shocked and confused faces, he smiled in defeat. "Tomorrow, Hidemi will be taking the exams to become a Gennin."
"That is fantastic!" Akoto stood up from excitement. "Finally! She can show how much our training paid off!"
Others cheered and clapped when Hidemi herself knocked on the table to gain everyone's attention. "Could I possibly say something?"
Once everyone was quiet, she took a deep breath before gathering up her courage since she didn't like speaking to groups of people. "I would like to inform everyone, my father already knows. As a Kawachi, our kekkei genkai is awakened when reaching chuunin age. However, there have been the rare cases. I have awakened my kekkei genkai and would like to proudly say that I have contracted with my demon who is an ancestor to our clan. Treje."
"What? Can it be?" A man with slicked back spikey blue hair mumbled.
"No way! She can't be telling the truth!" Another man screamed.
"Yeah! The demon lord himself said he wasn't assigning anyone Treje! Because when Ren finally sealed Shukaku, Treje killed him!" A woman with dark tan skin, light pink curls, and golden eyes said very angrily as if Ren had been her brother or father an was highly offended.
With a growl of anger and such distrust from her own clan, she grabbed the red wrapped hilt of the katana and pulled the blacked blade from it's shadowy sheath. As the sword sheened at a blood curling pitch, black embery shadows began foaming out of the sword only to gather on the table top. The shadows began to take the shape of a tall man wearing a horned, six eyed ram skull. His glaring yellow eyes stared at the woman who had took offense with pure hatrid. Treje was always foretold to take different forms but was always distinguishable from the other demons because of the ram skull he wore and his hate filled yellow eyes. But, the form he had taken before them now was a man with the skull helmet and yellow eyes, wearing a black bristly fur cloak that bristled more out from the shoulders. When he reached his arm from beneath the cloak, his skin was nothing but shadowy embers that glistened red in many spots on his skin. His hand was slightly bony with long, blood soaked claws on each finger.
"Thank you, Hidemi. For letting me walk free once again." His deep rasped voice cracked a little giving it a fiery sound. "Now, to you." Grabbing the pink haired woman by the throat, he picked her up out of the chair she had been sitting in.
Man he is strong, Hidemi thought as the woman had been rather plump but toned an curved in size. She must have weighed at least 170lbs at the least.
"You don't believe your clan heiress? Rule number one, always trust within your clan as we are a family. Rule number two, stay loyal to your family and never do them any wrong, and rule number three, never betray the family as it will end in sudden death." As he stared the woman in the eyes, she squirmed and choked as he dropped her back into her chair with a low growl, his claws having left small punctures in her neck that began to bleed. "Next time, I will not be as nice when hearing such betrayal. And to those who speak of the demon lord, I chose to become Hidemi's partner of my own will. The reasoning does not matter to any of you, only to Hidemi."
"Well, it is an honor to have you here Treje. I do apologize for Mikiko's outburst, she takes that from her father." Tatsuo smiled warmly and bowed respectfully to the demon before them.
Yellow eyes snapped to the man before nodding slightly. Treje then walked over to Hidemi and smirked deviously, revealing his sharp triangular teeth. He was ready to go back into the sword, for now.
Resheathing the sword, Treje vanished in a poof of black embery smoke and retreated to the sword. With a sigh, Hidemi looked at her fellow clan members. "With that settled, we can close this meeting. I will be going for the exams early tomorrow if any of you want to wish me luck." After saying that, Hidemi left the meeting chamber and headed toward her bedroom. When she reached her door, she went inside and crawled into her bed for the night.