a/n: hey people! this story is gonna be a bit AU but i will try to follow the events in the anime. but be warned i will at some point completly lose the naruto plot and "i will do it myyyyyyyyyy wwwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyy!"
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anyways i wont put on pairings for now since i dont have anything planned so if you guys got any suggestions then leave me a review. i dont mind same sex either so whatever. im open.
just a little warning. i wasnt supposed to be writing a story now since im supposed to be doing my art prep work for my gcse's but then this uchiha lookalike plot bunny (imagine sasuke with a rabbit nose and whiskers) glared at me until i put it to writing. so here i am! but on that knote i might not upload all that often until after my exams (april-june)
WARNING I DO NOT SPEAK JAPANESE. HECK ENGLISH AINT MY FIRST LANGUAGE EITHER! SO IF I MAKE ANY MISTAKES DONT FLAMEE ME! IM OPEN TO SUGGESTIONS BUT PLEASE IM A VERY FRAGILE HUMAN BEING!!!!
Chapter 1: the girl who lived ;) by T.K.I.M.P.
Itachi Uchiha was on his way to his usual training ground (with Sasuke trailing behind him "stealthily") when a flash of movement caught his eye. He froze. Opening up his senses, is eyes diligently searching for another movement, his ears trying to hear any hint of irregular sound. There! His eyes zoned into a rather large tree, one which a young child sitting on one of the branches and was half hidden in the leaves.
The child was leaning on the trunk, with thin weak looking legs folded against their chest and held by equally weak looking arms. Itachi could not reckon the child's gender since their head resting on their knees obscuring their face. They were as a whole, small, skinny and crying silently. That however wasn't what made Itachi frown. No, it was the fact that the kid's skin was beaten black and blue. Bruises. There were only two ways that bruises of this extent could appear. Extensive training or abuse.
"Sasuke, I want you to do me a favor and go home. In the drawers next to my bed is a pack of kunai. Bring it." Not once did Itachi take his eyes off the child in the tree. He heard Sasuke gasp behind him- surprised at being discovered but did as he was bid, muttering all the while about being caught and brilliant older brothers.
The child in the tree stiffened and slowly lifted their head to search for the owner of the voice, only to be suddenly face to face with Itachi Uchiha, who was crouching a meter away. Now Itachi was not a teen with a scary appearance, quite the contrary, he was considered handsome and a major catch for any girl or boy. But what stops many from approaching (adults and children alike) was his cold yet formal attitude. Not to mention he made ANBU at the age of twelve. His calculating onyx eyes gave people the impression of being able to read their thoughts, causing many to avoid eye contact. However, when you are not in the best of conditions and find yourself in the scrutiny of one Itachi, you tend to panic. The child didn't. (This surprised Itachi though he didn't show it)
He gazed into the child's face and was lightly surprised to find that the child was a girl. Her hair was the typical Uchiha hair (so black that it was almost blue) reaching down to her backside. But it was dirty and tangled. Her skin (where it wasn't bruised) was of a clear and pale complexion. Her small plump lips that looked like they're in a pout were a soft pink. But what stuck out the most were her eyes of emerald green. Never has he seen such eyes. So bright and clear- and full of pain and despair.
They stared at each other, not saying a word, not moving an inch, not blinking… just staring. Then Itachi spoke.
"Who are you? I have not seen you before."
The girl blinked. She had not expected that question.
"My name is Maari Uchiha Itachi-sama. At least that is what they tell me." Her voice was soft and velvety, like cool running water.
"What do you mean?"
"Well… I am an orphan and no one knows who my parents were but they say I'm an Uchiha because of my sharingan..."
Itachi was surprised. The young girl looked about four years old, five at the most, yet she says that her sharingan had activated? Incredible. He only managed it when he was eight- and he was considered a genius. Just imagine what this girl sitting before him could achieve with the training that he had received when he was younger… he was already listing the possibilities that he almost missed what she said next.
"… and I believed them, I mean, they're adults. They know more than me. That was until this morning when I--" Maari snapped her mouth shut and narrowed her eyes, silently berating herself for almost giving away her secret to a stranger. Itachi arched an eyebrow in askance.
She answered in a controlled tone, "Forgive me Itachi-sama if I do not enclose private information to a complete stranger, who could use it against me." Her face told him nothing. And vice-versa. On the inside however, Itachi was taken by surprise. Never has he heard a child speak so formally and think strategically. First I find out that she can use the sharingan and now this? I think its time for me to solve this mystery once and for all.
"If you do not mind me asking, just how old are you?"
"Six"
"Straight to the point I see. No beating around the bush with you is there?" smirked Itachi. A hint of a blush rose to Maari's cheeks.
"I do not waste my time or breath on useless chitchat. That time could be used for a useful activity." Itachi seemed to accept her answer and moved on to a different topic.
"So where do you live Maari-chan?" caught off guard by the added suffix to her name, a look of surprise flashed to her emotionless mask.
"Since I have no parents I live in the Uchiha orphanage near the outskirts of the Uchiha compound."
"I did not know we had an orphanage."
"Not many do. Its because there aren't many of us. I'm the youngest and the only girl. The youngest boy is fifteen and the oldest is seventeen. Every one of them work and none are ninja. So I'm pretty much on my own."
Itachi went for the kill.
"So how did you get those bruises?"
Maari who had relaxed slightly during the interaction, locked down on her self. No emotion. No answer.
"Alright then, answer me this. Why were you crying?"
Nothing.
"How about why were you crying here? Why not in your room?"
Staring at him warily and Maari said in an impassive tone "it was either explode with anger in front of everyone in the market and shame my… caretaker, or in an uninhabited area with no one to see me in my moment of weakness." Itachi frown. He heard the sarcasm when she said the word caretaker. It seemed that she disagreed with the given title and did not get on well with them. He would have to ask his father who her caretaker was when he got home.
"One last question. Would you like to train? I could teach you if you want. Until you go to the ninja academy of course."
"What would you get out of it? Is there something you want in return?" ever the suspicious one.
"Nothing. I have time on my hands and nothing to fill it with. As you said, time should be used in useful activity. You wouldn't be on your own though, since I was going to train Sasuke, my little brother. I'm only going to offer this once and I will say this once. I will not go easy on you. This will not be a walk in the park. You will need to put a hundred and ten percent in your learning. So what do you say?"
End of chapter 1
so what do you think?
i've already got the second chapter done so i'll wait till friday before i upload but if any of you want the next then REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
heh heh heh im such a brilliant black mailer!
peace out~
T.K.I.M.P.