This is a new OC story of mine that's just 'going with the flow' thing. Probably no pairings and created on impulse when I thought 'this character needs more love'.
I am sorry if the characters are a bit OOC but remember, everyone is younger here. There may be changes of behaviour. And since this story is held before the Third Shinobi World War, I have made assumptions on things that were not mentioned in the manga or anime.
Constructive criticism is welcome and if anyone is willing to be my beta, please PM me. (I'm also working on another Naruto fic. It's a self-insert.)
Excuse my grammar and any other mistakes found in this fic.
I hope you enjoy.
The disclaimer applies to every chapter of this fan fiction.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
chapter one
a little blessing
One, lone girl against the world.
What can she do?
She had a goal. Though, she is starting to think that this goal of hers will forever stay an unreachable dream. But maybe, that too is okay as it had started to slowly fade, the will to achieve that one little goal.
What is her purpose?
It started when she heard about a certain man.
"Ah, yes, he is a prodigy puppeteer, didn't you hear?"
"They say he is brimming with talent."
"His grandmother is the one who taught him puppetry after all."
"Oh, yes, the boy with red hair. His name is Sasori isn't it?"
Sasori.
"Excuse me. Are you Sasori-sama?"
He tilted his head slightly and detected the source of the voice when he had looked down.
(It was a little girl and she was short. What does a little girl want from him anyway?)
"What?"
She ignored the sharp tone of his voice and proceeded to continue.
"Could you train me please?"
He was surprised, to say the least. But his face, fortunately, stayed impassive.
"Why?" He was curious. (A human nature that he doesn't despise. It drove him to pursue knowledge, after all.)
"You are strong. If defending the village is my answer, I would like to be strong for it." He then noticed the lack of child-like behaviors and words from the little girl in front of him.
"Answer?"
"My purpose."
Now she wonders if he would agree to her childish request. He might think of this as a mere wish of a naïve girl. Maybe she could ask others of powerful people. Though she highly doubted that the Kazekage or other jounin would look at her much less train her.
Sasori was strangely interested and it was enough for him to take her to the abandoned training grounds. She had followed him silently and he could see the surprise on her face. She might've thought that he would not accept her request to train her. He had never been a teacher to anyone but himself. He was, after all, a mere boy of fourteen years old though he is dubbed a genius, one would be more interested in improving his own skills than sharing it with another.
He is looking forward to her surviving his training schedule.
"Have you had ninja training before?"
"Yes." He gave her a slight nod. She is an Academy student then.
"Demonstrate your skills."
With a nod, she fell into a stance. Sloppy, he noted, but it is enough.
He made the first move, striking but reducing his speed drastically. She dodged with speed he had not expected from her and attempted a punch. He blocked and sent a kick which she evaded. She tried an array of punches and kicks all in which he managed to block or dodge. No ninjutsu meaning she is not old enough for it. He increased his speed every time she began to feel comfortable with the pace and noticed that she could adapt pretty well.
After all, a ninja must not let their guard down.
He acknowledged her good speed and quick thinking. However, she was poor in other categories such as strength.
If she was truly going to be his student, she had to be better than good.
The girl was getting careless and his kick sent her flying. She was, however, quickly back on her feet and clutched her aching stomach.
"Low stamina, poor strength and defense." He turned see her, "Laps around the grounds until you collapse. Now."
Sasori watched the girl go. He thought of the reason he is doing this and found that he actually had no need to train the girl. He could've rejected the bothersome request. But he was curious and the child was interesting. (Or perhaps he just wanted to know more about this 'purpose' she speaks of).
He was also unsure of her abilities to keep up with his expectations and that had only made it easier for him to dismiss her later.
A year. It will be a year until he leaves and this would be fine for now.
It then just occurred to him that he did not know the name of his student.
"My name," facing him, she continued trying not to insert her gasps of air into her words, "is Shie, Sasori-sama."
He turned to face her and examined her poor state.
'What low stamina.'
"We would have to work on your stamina and speed with those laps around the grounds. Then your defense and strength will be improved by sparing with me." She nodded and stood up though her legs were shaking.
"Thank you, Sasori-sama." she said with wheeze.
He was going to teach her. She couldn't believe her luck. ('He is a genius, isn't he?). But she knew, being a student of a great ninja meant harder obstacles and expectations to fill.
Still, why did he agree to her request? She was a nobody and an orphan.
Before she could draw conclusions, he ordered her to practice her katas.
"After this, I would evaluate your chakra control." It would be easier, perhaps, if she was a puppeteer. "Also, if you are determined in being my student, do not disappoint me."
"Yes, Sasori-sama." She gave him a slight bow.
She would not disappoint his teacher. No, she wouldn't. She will overcome the challenges and she will be strong.
She would be strong for her village. She would protect it. She would fight for it. She would.
After all, if that was not her purpose, then what is it?