Prelude

In the world of everyday life there are many concealed secrets others do not know. A shinobi is one of these secrets, in today's world Shinobi are either employable bodyguards or deadly assassins who have been undergoing these activities ever since the old age of Japan history.

Today, there are two types of Ninja: Good or Evil.

Good Ninja are the legal ones, who are admitted on missions for corporations or the government.

As Evil ninja are illegal shinobi, who take on destructive missions based on acts of terrorism and can be considered untamed murderers while disregarding the shinobi code of honor.

Most shinobi are just born as others are taught at Hanzou Academy where a normal high school was a hiding place for shinobi to train.

On a tall building in a busy city, a young 9-year-old male watched as a car drove to the curb next to it. The child had dark skin, spikey black hair, lusterless red pupils, as he wore a pair of black shorts, a black hoodie, black headphones and a pair of black sneakers on his arms and legs were bandages. A pair of shadowed figures appeared behind him one in the shape of a man and the other a female.

"Remember, you are to assassinate all the witnesses around your target." the man explained.

"Roger." The boy said with no emotion.

"Do not hesitate to end their lives, or you will lose your own in the process." the woman said.

"Roger."

The boy took a single step off of the building, and free-falls down to the three men wearing suits.

In his mind, he remembered the face of his main target it was the man with the mustache and glasses as the pair are his bodyguards. Swiftly throwing a mobile grappling hook onto one of the building's flag poles, he was able to lessen the force of his fall and land menacingly in front of his target.

"W-What!?"

"…!" The boy dashed at the three and readied his two deadly tools, his hands.

-'This can't be seen as an assassination make it seem like they were taken out by some rival corporation lackey.'-

The voice of the man's explanation rang through his head.

"What the-! Is that a kid!?" One of the bodyguards gasped as the boy approached as he pulled his hand back and launched it forward with his index finger out and stabbed through the man's heart, instantly killing him in one shot.

"What even is this kid? He's a monster!" The bodyguard trembled as he pulled out his gun, but was too late to even act once the boy already ran his hand through the larger man's heart without his own knowledge of it.

The man quickly looked back at the boy's target and muttered his dying words, "Mr. CEO, run..."

By the time the boy pulled his hand out from the man's impaled chest, he was watched simply as the bodyguard was grasped by the hand of death. Finished with the hindrances, the boy coldly stared at the man with the intent to kill.

The CEO screamed in fear and made a run for it as the boy simply walked after him; not seeing the man worth the chase. The target quickly slipped up on rain-wettened sidewalk and fell to the ground, injuring himself as tried to pick himself up, but he looks up to see the boy standing over him with his hands in his pockets.

"…"

"Urck! P-Please, no…!"

The hollow gaze he gave the CEO could confuse many on what he was thinking. Sadly, for them they would keep on guessing because he couldn't feel a thing at all.

"Please! Wait, don't kill me! I have a wife and two kids! Don't do this to me!" The CEO cried and bowed to the boy for pity.

"F-family?" The boy looked down at the man and questioned his words. Interest rose in his tone.

"Yes, my family! They need me, and if I die they can't survive, so please! Spare me!" The CEO cried out loud.

"..." The boy went through his pockets and pulled out his phone as he scrolled down his pictures, "You mean this family?"

The boy showed the man a picture, and watched as the man's face contorted in horror.

"T-This is your family, right? Tell me. What's having a family like? What does it...mean to have a family?"

The boy asked curiously some light coming into his dull and lifeless eyes, but he didn't receive any answer for his question only a scream of complete grief.

"N-Noooooooooooo!" The CEO screamed in horror.

In the picture were 3 dead bodies one was stabbed to death, the other strangled as the last one had a potato sack over her head and was severely beaten.

"Your family. How does it feel like to be in one? Is it...go-?" The boy asked.

"NOOOOOOO!" The man cried out of depression until a white flash went through his neck and instantly sent his head flying. Blood sprayed on the boy's face as he continued to look down at the man's dead body. From behind was the shadow of a man figure holding a katana.

"Your hesitation will be punished when returning home." The man said rather coldly as the female figure lands by him.

"A ninja never shows hesitation, even if it means getting questions to answer that don't matter." The woman spat,

"Being a tool for killing is your only purpose. Feelings alike are nothing but tools to use just like you, understand?"

"Right...mother." the boy stared down at the pair of dead body.

"Let us return. The mission was completed and our client is waiting for us at home."

The pair of the man and woman left the boy alone as rain began to pour down on him. The blood which splattered on him was being washed away, but the stains still remained on his jacket.

"Family..." the boy sighed as he suddenly jumped into the shadows of the busy city.

(1 month later)

In an old feudal home, a team of good shinobi began the infiltration of the current deadly Evil Ninja's home. The team stormed in and surveyed every room except for one as they entered, they all gasped at the sight.

In the middle of the room was a pair of dead bodies as a boy stood over them covered in their blood. He looked down on them with no emotion in his eyes, not even sadness or regret. He shadowed over their corpses with nothing, but emptiness inside his eyes.

"What happened here?" One of the shinobi gasped.

"Mission Complete." The boy dropped the blood covered kunai onto the floor splashing some of the blood onto the wooden floor as the weapon made a huge...*CLANG!* that rang through the entire home.

The boy turned around to look at the team of shinobi and said, "Farewell."

"Stop him!"

"Don't let him die!"

The boy pulled out a white pill and was about to put in his mouth, but the team saw the boy's attempt at suicide and quickly subdued him by pinning him down and removing the cyanide tablet from his grasp. The boy still showed no emotion as they shipped him out after recovering the dead bodies of his parents.

(3 months later)

After the incident with both of his parents dying, the boy was shipped off to a different city in Japan. It appeared he was taken in by some legendary Shinobi called Hanzou and later into the custody of Hanzou National Academy.

If it weren't for the offer the Shinobi made for him, he would most likely been put up for execution for the misdeeds, and murders that he and his parents collected over the years as Evil Ninja.

"Here we are."

"…"

Arriving at his new temporary home which appeared to be a Sushi shop the boy walked into the place of business alongside the ninja childcare agency lady and entered to see an busy place of eatery manned by a pair of adults and an old man.

"Oh, what have we here?" The old man smiled approaching the boy and lady.

"Hello, Hanzou-sama. This is Michael Sarutobi, the child that you requested to take care of." the lady smiled, "Michael, say hello to Hanzou-sama."

"..." Michael bowed to the man as the legendary ninja laughed.

"Michael? You have to do better than that for someone who insisted to raise yo-." The lady stopped with a wave from the old man's hand as he kneeled in front of the child.

"Well, well, you seem to be a quiet one, huh?"

Michael looked at Hanzou with indifference and scooted away from him a bit.

"Now, now, Michael don't be too uptight. Enjoy your stay with us." Hanzou smiled.

"..." Michael looked at Hanzou and gave a slight nod.

"You know you're almost about the same age as my granddaughter, Asuka." Hanzou smiled through his thick grey beard, "She's outback in the bamboo forest training, you can go meet her if you'd like?"

"...Okay." Michael bowed and dropped his backpack and went to the back of the restaurant as Hanzou and the childcare lady watched.

"Excuse me, sir, but I still don't understand why you even bothered to take him in." the lady asked as Hanzou looked at her with a smile. She continued, "This boy was the son of a pair of infamous evil shinobi, they used multiple methods of torture and murder to broaden their agenda. He could still be posing a serious threat to society as we speak."

"You speak the truth, but I think that'll change after a while." Hanzou chuckled staring as he saw the boy pick up pace instantly disappearing, "Besides, he's still but a child, he has time to learn what is considered right from wrong."

After a few minutes of running, the boy was able to make it to the secret training grounds Hanzou mentioned to him. He looked around to see many trees and bamboo shoots around him.

Ahead he saw many kunai and shuriken stabbed into the ground and trees in all directions. He walked over to them and picked them up suddenly a high-pitched scream was heard further inside the forest. The boy followed it and peeked through the bushes to see a girl his age with black medium cut hair and hazel pupils while wearing a black and red streaked GI.

Michael found the girl's screaming to be a nuisance, so he prepared his hands to deal to her a clean death. But after looking closely at the girls failed attempts of trying to hit the targets, Michael simply saw that she wasn't a threat, but just a pathetic little girl, who can't even do something so simple.

By looking at her it seems she's having trouble aiming her projectile weapons at the hay-constructed targets; always getting at least one shot or missing the targets badly to the point that it's not even funny.

"Why is this so hard!?" The girl scratched her head in frustration and fell on her back then caught sight of the boy walking out the bushes with a cold look on his face, "Hello, who are you?"

"Give them to me."

"Huh?"

"Your ninja tools. Give them to me." Michael reached out his palm for the kunai the girl held.

"U-um, okay." The girl smiled as Michael forcefully took it from her.

Michael aimed the kunai at the target and threw it gaining a bulls eye.

"Yay, you got it!" the girl cheered.

"Hmph!"

Michael picked up a few scattered shuriken and Kunai and threw them at the targets gaining many perfect bulls eyes. The girl laughed in enjoyment and danced around Michael singing,

"You're incredible! You actually got each target~!"

"Incredible? Don't be an idiot. Target practice is basic 101, doing this was just pointless." Michael said, emotionless.

"Pointless?" The girl gasped as she looked to see the boy blankly looking at the cloudy sky, seeing nothing ahead for himself at all.

"I was not ordered to this, so it is pointless. Any decision I create myself is pointless. I have no purpose. Unless, I'm used, I will always be useless..." Michael droned on and on about his given "purpose".

"Don't say that!" The girl grew serious.

"But it is the truth, my existence is nothing but pointless. Unless I'm used as a tool." Michael explained.

"But don't you have a family who cares for you? Grandpa says that family and your loved ones are always there and that they make you feel less hopeless." the girl asked.

"Family? I do not have whatever your suggesting anymore, or I never had it to begin with…" Michael continued to stare at the cloudy sky, "That word is a mystery to me, I have no clue on what it means."

"Really?" The girl rubbed her chin in thought.

"If you know, then tell me. What is family?" Seeking an answer Michael asked the girl, still keeping his sight up to the sky.

"U-um, family is when you have loved ones caring for you from either friends or parents." the girl smiled.

"But I do not have either." the boy sighed, "Once again my existence really is meaningless."

"Don't say that your existence is meaningless, your just as important as everyone around you!" The girl tried to help the boy seek value, "Well, then if you can't find any meaning in your life, then I can give you something find meaning in then?" the girl smiled.

"Really?" Michael looked up at the girl.

"Yes, from now on, your existence is to..." The clouds start to clear up as the girl smiles at Michael and looks him eye to eye, "Be my friend and make others you meet be your friends too! No one's ever made to live in this world to be alone and feel lost like you~! So, cheer up, okay!?"

"*Gasp*!"

Michael gasped as he blushed his once lusterless eyes turned brighter as the girl laughed.

"What's your name?" Michael asked interested in the girl.

"I'm Asuka, nice to meet you, uh..." Asuka rubbed her head.

"My name is Michael." Michael said nervously, "A-Asuka, will you marry me?"

"I'm sorry, but no." Asuka denied the boy.

"O-Oh..." Michael looked saddened by the rejection.

Asuka stands up and extends her hand out.

"But don't worry about that, I'll still be your friend, so let's get along, Michael-kun!" Asuka's bright smile was able to force out something many found odd. It was Michael cracking a smile!

"O-okay, I hope we get along then, A-Asuka-san." Michael nods while blushing as he took Asuka's hand into his.

Next Chapter- 10 year Reunion

Thanks for reading guys and I hoped you enjoyed the story.

This is my OC's Details-

Name: Michael Sarutobi

Age: 19

Blood Type: OO Negative

School: Hanzou National Academy (Graduated at the age of 13)

Hobby: Assassination (Until after he met Asuka), Eating, Watching the clouds, and running, Working in Asuka's grandfather's sushi shop, Watching, Playing or being near Asuka (Gets over the Yandere/Stalking stage when he grows up to be 17), Ranting

Personality: Kind, Optomistic, Protective, Mischievous, Easily Agitated

Birthday: February 17 (Gemini)

Favorite Food: Barbeque

Ninja Animal: Monkey

Well, I hope you guys will stick with the story's new [Reboot] and make sure to read my Queens Blade fic while you're at it, too. It's been a while, so stick with me on this one since I want to make heavy changes to the story!

I'm sure your wondering why a [Reboot], and that's because it's been a few years since I really picked up this story, and I wanted to improve upon its flaws such as Michael's character, the direction of the story, and creating tension. I'll still keep the harem aspects of it, but things are going to change.

Plus, I need at least 1 OC to replace one character and he must be an antagonist (His harem will be depicted next to his name, so affiliate your OC to their group):

-Kyofu (Gessen Academy)

Also, I need one more OC for the New Hebijou group that has Miyabi for their leader.

Please try to be reasonable with your OCs and stick with the OC Page below while giving a substantial amount of information on their background, personality and their character. Also, don't make your character into a very perfect person, or else their character will be boring, so give them some flaws. If the descriptions are too short, or ineligible, then I won't accept it. Thank you.

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Well, anyways, I'm Out, so Peace Out!