Akanesuna no Michiko used to be one of the girls who most feared and most made fun of Subaku no Gaara. That was years ago before she found out his own father was trying to kill him. Since then she's trying to redeem herself and if she can, mend the pieces, but it appears that she can't escape that time-it doesn't seem to want to let her go.
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DisclaimerI Don't own Naruto or any of the respective characters, I do however own my dear Michiko and anyone else who doesnt ever appear in Naruto so take that xD xD (pay no attention to my strangeness)
Today was a beautiful day by Suna standards. The winds were soft and the sand glowed a lovely shade of white. The sun shined but did not glare, yes; it was a very beautiful day. A fifteen year old girl with shining grey hair down to her mid-back pulled into two pigtails kicked up some dirt from the ground and sighed. 'Today is my first day to actually start working at the orphanage…wow… I hope that I'm not stuck with some other kid volunteering that teaches the kids bad things or it doesn't feel weird or anything…hope that one bastard got his ass fired..better yet killed...' In agitation she blew a few bangs out of her eyes.
She wasn't that far from the orphanage, the huge thing that it was. She used to live there around nine years ago, that was until she got adopted by the Torikagano family. Luckily though, when she was adopted the family let her choose whether or not she wanted their weird last name or to keep her own. She choose to keep.
Ruby orbs eyed the silver handle bars of the doors before her slim, weapon calloused hands grasped the handles, one in each hand and pushed…it didn't move. The girl pushed again and snarled angrily as she tripped forwards and knocked her head against the door-the very, very hard, metal door. Picking herself up out of the corner of her eye she saw a sign and mentally cursed before pulling the handles open. 'How was I suppose to know its pull not push?! Jeeze…I'm such a baka.' She shook her head in annoyance.
"Ahh, you must be Michiko..right?" questioned a porky man with an extremely sad comb over and beady brown rat eyes just barely peaking out from folds of fat. 'Bet this chicken shit is new…' she thought raising an eyebrow at him "Uhm, hai. You are Yukitaka I presume?"
The round man nodded in confirmation "I am here to monitor you to make sure you do not make any mistakes or do anything to mess up this firm establishment here."
Michiko scowled at him 'Yeh because this 'firm fucking establishment' has been endowed with so much good. Pfft. If you knew anything you'd know that I used to live here….retarded fattass…although this nice homey lobby is pretty new…'
"Ahh well, should I meet the kids here?" she cocked her head to the side and smiled a strained smile but he took no notice "Ah well, first could you fill out some papers?"
She blinked "A-ano I signed papers here before to-"We lost the papers, just fill these out quick without trouble and we'll get along just fine princess." He growled cutting her off.
The ninja stared at him, her mouth slightly agape 'Oh. My. Kami. He cuts me off, and then he calls me princess?! This little bitch is itching to get fucking stabbed by my Manrikigusari…' tightening her fist together she again, had to strain to smile at him "Oh."
Yukitaka nodded then motioned a small sofa for her and disappeared. Meanwhile a little boy wearing a lime-green hat and a green and grey diamond patterned cloak walked up to her. "O-ohayo lady… A-are you here to adopt?" his light brown eyes shined with anticipation "Ah, gomen little one. I am here so that I can play with you, but not adopt."
The boy who was probably four or five looked down in embarrassment and disappointment and began to drawl circles in the ground with his foot. Seeing this Michiko just smiled and settled a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry; you're too much of a cutie and way too sweet for someone to not adopt you yet. I'm very surprised that you haven't left this place like I did."
The boy raised his head and stared at her with wide eyes "Y-you used to be here?"
She nodded "Hai…my name is Michiko. What is your Name?" "My name is Atsu-"Hey gaki what are you doing talking to the lady huh?!" Michiko raised her eyes in fury to see Yukitaka waddling over with some papers on a clipboard.
Yukitaka handed the grey haired teen the clip board and continued to shoo away the little kid as her eyes skimmed the questions.
'These questions are much more personal..' she thought suspiciously, her eyes momentarily leaving the papers to the fat man who turned to her.
"Ahh, hah never mind the runt- just fill out those papers and I'll get you moving heh heh. ACHOO!" as he raised a meaty hand, his linen shirt sleeve smudged against his nose wiping away the snot. He laughed heartily with closed eyes "Someone must be talking about me hah hah."
The sand nin sitting in front of him shook her head in disgust before she began to write in some answers, only the ones she found harmless enough though, some of the questions aroused to much suspicion in her- if they really wanted to know her weakness as a ninja they could ask the Kazekage for that information. A few more minutes passed "Yukitaka-san, where shall I put the papers once they are finished?"
He grunted before rudely snatching them from her. "Mine…now follow me miss."
Eyes twitching and fists itching to punch out his lights she stood up and followed him on edge. 'This fat shit is just asking for it ain't he… stupid lil…' Another set of doors that led out of the lobby into the main room was opened. A bright golden light flashed across Michiko's eyes making everything a blur but soon her vision returned to normal.
In front of the teen were many children with many different looks. There were also a few older people and a few teenagers that she could only assume worked here and 'Gaara?'
Indeed in the center of the room was the blue eyed Kazekage of Suna. A boy she once knew, however they were never exactly on good terms…
'Monster!'
Michiko winced at the memory, years ago- centuries it seemed, she had been one of those kids..one of the many that wouldn't accept him and continued to call him those names. Those horrible things that made Michiko wonder how the devil he had not killed himself. He certainly had all the reason to, with the way his father tried to on one too many occasion kill him and the way everyone in the village had treated him and continued to treat him, even with him being the Kazekage. Honestly, he was willing to give his life for this village…and they still treated him badly- now sure he had a demon in him, but shouldn't it be common sense to not provoke the spawn of hell anyways?
'Whoops. That was mean…Tch…but that fiery hair sure could make him the spawn of hell heh heh…'
Noticing her stare the said spawn of the devil looked up and locked his steely baby blue eyes with her own ruby sight-see-ers. "Ahh…" "Konnichiwa Miss. Michiko-san!" squeaked a familiar voice that originated from the little boy tugging on her pants leg.
"Ahh, konnichiwa sweetie. Tell me, what was your name again?" Michiko squatted down to his level so they could stare eye to eye. "I'm Atsuya!" Various children from nearby crowded closer to the two.
Michiko smiled softly and patted him "Alright squirt, do introduce me to your friends." Atsuya smiled with all his teeth and leapt into the air. "HAI!"
My character Michiko Akasuna has a pretty colorful vocabulary when she's thinking huh? Akasuna roughly translates to deep red sand and Michiko roughly translates to beautiful intellect child so basically her name means Beautiful intellect child of the deep red Sand.
Manrikigusari is a traditional Japanese weapon with two steel weights attached to the ends of a typically three foot long chain. This can also instead of having steel weights have a spike or a knife but with a spike or knife the chain is usually 6-10 feet long. Usually used for close combat to ensnare or trap the opponent, can be thrown at opponent to catch them off guard or confuse them. If you have trouble visualizing then search on Google or imagine a nunchaku (nunchuck)only the center, rope part that connects the two pieces is way longer. In Michiko's case she usually uses a Manrikigusari with knives to trap and stab ze shiz outa the opponent. Heh, violent bitch isn't she?
If anyone has any questions then please, feel free to ask hope you enjoyed and I'll be out with another one soon enough! Didn't understand something? No problem, just tell me and I'll try to explain. Constructive critism is nice as well as those encouraging reviews ; ahhah but don't I'm not someone who will make you wait for a chapter just for reviews, although they would be nice to get once in a while. D
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