Hullo, again, everybody! I had told some people about this new story I was working on. It has been the story of my made up Naruto charrie from a few years ago, and I decided to actually put it up here.

Now, I know what you guys are thinking.

A made up charrie story?! How can I do this? It's disrespectful! She'll pair her Mary Sue up with a canon charrie! I won't even read this because it's a stupid idea and a waste of time.

I know about all the flames and comments you may have on this. I couldn't care less if you hate me for it, and I'm going to write it anyway. Don't click on the story if you just want to flame me, please.

Getting back to business, I do have some legal stuff to do.

Disclaimer: I don't own any canon characters of the show Naruto, nor do I own the plot. That stuff belongs to mister Masashi Kishimoto.

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Summary: This fan fiction contains the story of a kunoichi. It's her life from beginning to end, and what happened when Naruto, the show, was not focused on Sasuke Uchiha.

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Chapter One: Tainted by Birth

"What if a demon were to creep after you one night, in your loneliest loneliness, and say, 'This life which you live must be lived by you once again and innumerable times more; and every pain and joy and thought and sigh must come again to you, all in the same sequence. The eternal hourglass will again and again be turned and you with it, dust of the dust!' Would you throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse that demon? Or would you answer, 'Never have I heard anything more divine'?"

-Friedrich Nietzsche

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I had brought death upon my birth parents the day I was born into the cruel world. My story had somehow begun at the exact spot a tragedy may have ended. The only difference was my life only seemed to become more sorrowful as the years passed slowly by.

My birth was supposedly marked as impure. This was rightfully so, for there wasn't a single thing that could stop fate from toying with my destiny. Eventually, my heart would grow as cold as freezing ice, and ten times more complicated.

What nobody mentions when telling my tale, is how my childhood was deemed to be a happy one. The first five years of my short life were the fondest of my memories, but good things never last.

I'll guide you through the nightmare that is my story, and you can experience it for yourselves.

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The cries of an infant filled up the white-surfaced hospital room. The soft screaming echoed about the room, and made it seem much more magnified. A paled woman sat up in her bed, horribly relieved that the labor was over. Her arms were outstretched towards a female doctor, but they felt like they had been weighed down by bricks. Her hallow, silvery eyes shone with great happiness. Her long black hair had been frazzled by sweat and movement.

The baby was carefully placed into her arms, while most of the nurses began to file out of the room. She cradled the baby in her arms, and let a large smile creep across her pale, pink lips. She parted them, trying to speak without hurting her throat to badly.

"My darling baby girl, Nyoko." Her whisper was soft, but swelled with infinite love.

A man with blonde hair, which covered bits of his blue-black eyes, smiled from above the miraculous scene. His wife was already making a fuss over his new born daughter, which just made the actions more beautiful. The pride in his eyes was evident, for he had never seen such a wonderful baby. He rested his hand lightly on her far shoulder

"She looks just like you, Chinatsu." He was trying to keep his voice down, but the female baby opened her eyes in a lazy manner.

Tears began to fall on the new, crisp, white sheets. Chinatsu was sobbing over her child, and bowed her head down in a bit of shame. One of her hands covered over her mouth, so she could stifle the sobs the racketed her body.

Kaito closed his eyes, and withdrew his hand from her shoulder. He didn't wish for this to happen, but somehow it did. The happiness he once felt was replaced by a creeping sensation. It took over his body, and made him want to curse the heavens for cursing this first child.

"I'm so sorry, Nyoko…" Chinatsu held her baby girl closer to her own body, and felt the girl begin to move about. Her cooing reached the parents' ears, but they couldn't look at her without feeling sadness in their souls.

"I'm so sorry. Forgive me." The mother repeated this a few times, and let her tears free fall all over the sheets of her bed. A curious look was painted across the eyes of Nyoko. The eyes of which were softly glowing a crimson color.

The married couple silently gazed upon their only child, hoping that she hadn't been placed with the burden they thought she had. It was too heavy for the delicate child to hold, and they feared for her future life. Of course, they couldn't let anybody find out about her secret. The fact that their darling girl was the new vessel for the Nekomata demon.

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My parents continued to watch me grow with much joy, but it was always held back with their fear of the demon inside me. They were careful about me, but I never noticed the safety they wanted me to have. I was a child, and I was happy.

We lived in Konohagure, the Hidden Village of the Leaf, but not right in the center of it. We kind of lived off to the side, where nobody visited or bothered us. I was always alone, for nobody would ever visit. I learned to use my imagination, or play around with my parents.

Life was so beautiful and interesting at this period of my life.

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"Stop! Daddy! Stop, please! You're scaring me!" A frantic voice echoed about the small hill, while a five-year-old pumped her legs throughout the garden. Her violet eyes scanned behind her wildly, for her farther was probably close behind.

Two hands appeared in front of her, and snatched Nyoko up from the ground. She squealed, squirmed, and tried to get away. Then her dad began kissing her cheeks, and then she began to giggle. "Otou-san! That tickles!"

Their game of tag was surely a big event, even Chinatsu came to the doorway. She had a skeptical look on her face, but shrugged and went back inside, anyway. Kaito placed his daughter on the ground, and ruffled her short, black hair.

Nyoko pouted. Why did her father always mess up her hair so much? And she always got so dirty around him too, and Okaa-san said it was icky to be dirty. She began to look at her sundress, shoes, and socks. No spots. She looked up at her father and smiled, her baby teeth glinting in the sunshine.

He chuckled, and it sounded like a monster grumbling. "Otou-san! Otou-san! What did you eat? It sounds like you have a monster in there!" She extended a peach-cream colored finger, and poked Kaito in the stomach. His blue and white dragon Yucata wrinkled in the spot she poked, but she still stared at it intently with her violet hues.

"Aa, dear Nyoko-chan. I did eat a monster, a pig, and a chicken today. All of them were alive too! They tasted so good, so maybe next time I'll share." He held her hand in his, and began walking towards the house. Nyoko began to scold him, and quoted her mother about him having bad habits.

Once inside, Chinatsu gave her daughter a great big hug, and peered at her hair. "Nyoko-chan, I just did your hair! What could've happened to it?" She eyed her husband, who smiled sheepishly and backed away from the two females.

Nyoko tugged on her mothers white crane kimono, and pouted a bit. "Gomen, Okaa-san. I made you something…" She began to search the pocket of hers sundress, and eventually pulled out a crown of white flowers. She held it out for her mom to see, which seemed to please her father as well.

She smiled at her daughter's actions, and put the crown of white flowers atop her head. Then, she lifted her daughter up, and kissed her on the cheeks. "Arigato, my lovely. Would you like some dinner? I made sushi, and we can have ice cream for dessert." She smiled when Nyoko nodded eagerly.

After the filling dinner and dessert, the happy family sat outside. The hill had soft grass growing upon it, which was perfect to lay on. All three of them gazed at the twinkling stars in the sky, the crescent moon, and sometimes shooting stars flew by.

Kaito sat up after hearing a soft yawn, and found his little girl fast asleep. Her scooped her up, while his wife brushed herself off. They headed back towards the house with a look of tranquility in their eyes. Both considered themselves lucky for such a wonderful child, and wondered if she was as happy as they were.

Chinatsu tucked in the sleeping child, and gave a kiss to the top of her head. She was just about to close the door, when Nyoko whispered out of the darkness. "Okaa-san, can you please sing me the song?" It sounded like she was wide awake, so she turned back around to sit on the bed.

The soft melody instantly began to soothe Nyoko, but she refused to fall asleep until her mother finished. "Sakura Sakura" was the most beautiful tune her mother could hum/ sing, and she always found herself falling asleep before her Okaa-san could finish.

After the song was over, she snuck out of Nyoko's bedroom. The door was left wide open, so light was faintly casted upon her sleeping form. She looked like she was enjoying whatever dream she was in, which brought relief to both parents.

Still, they couldn't help but feel nervous. She didn't show any signs of the Nekomata demon since birth, yet the marking on her lower back seemed to grow bigger every year. This year it was the size of a rice ball, and it also had new inscriptions added to it.

Both feared the worst was soon to come, and her birthday wasn't far away either. There was four more months, and they wouldn't know what to expect at their daughter's sixth birthday. Instead, they prayed. It was possible she could get better, and maybe she would.

Hope was all that was there now.

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Okay. I'm done with the first chapter.

I know that the Nekomata demon, two-tailed cat, was already taken in the Naruto series, but I decided I didn't really care. Oops.

Alright!

1. Most of the italics in the story are Nyoko's narration paragraphs. She is telling her story at the age of seventeen, so she won't be using big words…

2. Chinatsu and Kaito are Nyoko's real parents.

3. Otou-san means father.

4. Okaa-san means mother.

5. Gomen means sorry.

6. Arigato means thank you.

Everything cleared up, now? Good! Please review, and tell me what you think. Give me criticism, ask questions, point out things, and please don't flame. Try to be polite…thanks.

I will update "A Tragic Tale" as soon as I can! I may also post up one more story, but I'm not sure.

I've also been very busy lately, so I don't know how many chapters or deadlines I can set up yet. Sorry!

Always,

Black Cat, Darkest Neko, Violet