"Ichigo, be a dear and get me the flour."

"Okay mother." Said the little girl, she jumped down from the stool she had been sitting on at the kitchen counter and went to the pantry to fish out the bag of flour.

'Ah, it's huge!' Ichigo thought as she stared at it lying on the floor of the pantry. The bag was almost as tall as her. She grabbed it and started to drag it back into the kitchen.

Ichigo loved when her mother would have time off from her job as a teacher at the village academy and would bake cookies with her. Lost in day dream Ichigo didn't notice where she was walking. Before she knew it she had fallen to the ground and was covered in flour. Tears started to form in the six year old's orange eyes.

"Oh Ichigo!"

"I'm sorry mother!"

"Don't be, don't be." Her mother brushed the white powder out of Ichigo's red violet hair.

"Why don't you go play outside, I'll come get you when the cookies are done."

"Okay mother." Ichigo picked her self up and hoped through the door.

It was a beautiful day in her village. The sun was out and the flowers were blooming in the family's garden.

'Spring is the best season in the Cloud village.' Ichigo thought as she skipped down the street. As she entered the main section of the town an unfamiliar smell hit her nose. She kept walking on, thinking it was just something from on of the food stalls, but as she entered the town square she was proven wrong.

There was blood flooding the streets. Women, children and shinobi lay on the ground dead. People were still fighting, the attacker seeming to be from the Village hidden in the mist.

Ichigo's body froze, she couldn't move. She felt some one lift her up.

"What have we here, a little girl?"

Ichigo started to whimper as she saw the Kunai the foreign ninja was holding.

"You're lucky I don't like killing children, but I can't leave you unharmed, now can I?"

All Ichigo could do was whimper, she had never felt so scared. Then it happened. The ninja slashed the knife across her face. Her eyes burned like hell and the world went completely black, even before she had lost consciousness.

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Ichigo opened her eyes, but yet the world remained black.

"Mother?"

She felt arms wrap around her and her mother's scent filled her nostrils.

"Mother, why is it so black?"

Ichigo heard her mother start to weep.

"Your eyes, they were damaged."

"Am I blind?"

"Yes, Oh my little strawberry!"

She wrapped her arms tighter around her daughter.

"Are my eyes different?"

"They're white dear. And…and you have what the doctors say will become scars in the corner of your eyes."

"When can I go back to school?"

"Never, you can't become a shinobi now that you're blind! You'd get your self killed!"

Ichigo felt tears fall down her cheeks.

"But I have to become a ninja; I promised father before he died! I can't break that promise!"

"You have to, I won't let you study! I already lost your father, I won't loose you too!"

Ichigo felt her mother's arms retreat and she heard her mother's foot steps as she walked towards the door.

"You can come home in a few days when you're fully recovered." Her mother said coldly

The sound of the door slamming echoed on the room. Ichigo brought her knees up to her chest, and silently cried as she begged her father for forgiveness.

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Ichigo swung her legs as her sat on the porch. She stared at nothing-ness, jumping slightly when unseen people would greet her as the made their way past her house. She had been home for a week now, and was miserable.

"Ichigo, I have lunch ready. Would you like it here or inside?"

"Here is fine mother."

She heard her mother set the plate down next to her as walk away. Ichigo sighed and reached out for the plate. Her fingers burned as they went straight into a bowl of ramen.

"OOOO, hot!" Ichigo cried as she pulled her hand out quickly.

"Eheh heh heh heh!"

"Who's there?" Ichigo screamed at the unseen laughing person.

"Oh me? I'm just a traveler who was walking by. That was very funny by the way."

"No it wasn't." Ichigo growled as she nursed her hot fingers.

"Do you need help?"

Ichigo was very confused, until she herd a plop come from next to her.

"Do you need help?" The person asked again, since the person was closer Ichigo could tell the voice was a woman's.

"Help with what?"

There was a sigh and the sound of someone picking up her bowl.

"Open."

"Open what?"

"Your mouth you idiot, what do you think I'm going to put food in, your ear?"

Ichigo growled but opened her mouth. A few hot noodles were placed in and Ichigo started to chew them.

"So kid, why aren't you in school?"

"My mother won't let me go to the academy."

"And why the hell not?"

"I'm blind."

"So? The most powerful shinobi have hardships they must over come, they all just had to find the right teachers."

"No one will teach me. My mother made sure of it. She works at the academy."

The woman sighed.

"Do you really wan to be a shinobi?"

"Yes, I promised my father I would become one when he died."

"Fine, I didn't want to but I guess it can't be helped."

Ichigo contorted her face into a look of confusion. Upon seeing this, the woman laughed.

"What I'm saying is that I'll teach you. I'm a very powerful shinobi you know."

"My mother won't allow it."

"Pack a bag with your most prized possessions; meet me here once your mother falls asleep. Then we'll leave for my Village, where I have the means to train you."

Ichigo smiled the biggest smile her face could hold! But the smile was short lived as the door opened.

"Oh Ichigo, you didn't eat any of your lunch."

"I'm sorry mother."

"No, don't be. Come inside and you can finish it at the table."

Ichigo's mother picked up the bowl and took Ichigo's hand. The two walked inside, both of then happy for the first time that week.

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Ichigo ransacked her room trying to find a bag. It was hard to find since she couldn't see it. She grabbed another object, and felt around for some sort of opening. Sadly this wasn't a bag either.

Where had she put the bag she used for school? It had some kunai in it, and a text book which she could leave at home. Last she remembered it was at the foot of her bed, but where was the foot of her bed?

Ichigo stumbled around her room; that was until she tripped. As she went to see what had caused her to fall she found her foot stuck in the shoulder strap of her back pack.

'Well at least I've found it.' Ichigo sighed as she searched for the zipper. Once she had opened the bag she stuffed a few changes of cloths into it and her favorite stuffed animal, a fuzzy bat. Ichigo sighed, strange twist of fate, now she was as blind as her favorite nocturnal animals. She zippered up the bag, and pulled it onto her back.

Taking silent, careful steps Ichigo crept to the door. Running her hand along the wall, making sure she didn't bump into anything on her way to the door. The hand in front of her hit a wall and she felt around for the cool metal surface of the door knob. Once she did she turned it and pushed the door open. The cool night air hit her face.

"Hey kid." She herd the woman from that afternoon whisper. Ichigo closed the door behind her.

"You all ready to go?"

"Yes." Ichigo felt arms pick her up and lifter her onto what she guessed were the woman's shoulders.

"It'll be faster this way."
Ichigo nodded and started to say when the person started to move.

"So kid, what's your name?"

"Ritoru Ichigo, you?"

"Just call me teacher, or master, what ever you feel like."

"Okay Teacher, so where are we going?"

"To Konoha!"

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And there you have it! So what will happen to Ichigo once she gets to Konoha?

In truth I don't know yet. This fic is all plot bunnies; I hate those things some times.

This is my second Naruto fic, but still please be nice.

R&R&R&R&R&R&R&R!!!!!