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Chapter 1 ~Akai Me~ Red Eyes

"You are the first."

The white haired boy turned around and a silhouette rose form a deep bow. She thrust her head back to reveal a young face surrounded with short black hair. She grinned her face shadowed by low bangs and heavy eye make up, and respectfully retread, scuttling back out of the training room, into a torched lit hallway. The girl pulled up her ankle length dress to her upper thighs and began running down the hall until she broke into the broad day light.

She was amidst overgrown bushes and sky tall trees. The forest she had appeared in seemed to be an endless sea of different shades of green and brown.

"Let's go, Kiriiyu we have no time to waste," she focused on the figure who had spoken. The silver haired man added before breaking into a run.

"Where will we meet them, Kabuto chan?" The man answered with a sigh.

"It's only been half an hour, if we hurry, we might arrive this night."

"Then why are we going this way? I checked on father's maps, there is nothing in this direction, not for at least three days."

"And you think they would let anyone have a plan of their secret hideout," Kiriiyu ignored the sarcasm that oozed out of his voice.

"Then how come you know it?" She countered.

"You talk too much. Keep it up and they'll kill you," she opened her mouth to taunt him but fear muted her.

All morning, they ran through the green of the forest, jumping from branch to branch and even when Kiriiyu got hungry, Kabuto just threw her an energy bar; they stopped for nothing. It was dark when Kabuto finally stopped, jumping back too solid ground. Kiriiyu followed closely. "Who will we be meeting?" Her voice broke the moon lit night's silence.

"We won't be meeting anyone. You will." Her eyes widened.

"You're not going to leave me alone here, right?"

"They asked for you." She grabbed Kabuto's arm with all her might, slightly tearing the fabric.

"Father said you had to protect me, no matter what. You cannot leave me in the middle of a forest. What if- What if they kill me-?"

"Then you'll die," Kabuto grinned.

"Don't leave me… Father told me they were dangerous, that is why you were going to be with me. You can't leave- take me with you…" her grasp tightened.

"And yet he ordered me to leave you here," he shrugged her off. Before he disappeared into the blackness of the night he said, "Don't call him 'father'. Do not associate yourself with him. Why do you think he gave you up so easily? You are nothing in his eyes."

She looked around, seeing only shades of yellow, trying to spot a silent form that only existed in her paranoia. She sat down on the massive boulder, which creaked and moved slightly to the side. She stood up and looked again at the fissure that had formed. She slit her hands through the cracks and pulled the two sides apart. In the corner of her eye, she saw a flash of blue and then the cold from a kunai plastered to her throat. "You're scaring her," said another blue body appeared on a yellow stream. Her phobia of the unknown over took her body. She ripped the forehead protector form her eyes and nervously looked around her.

A man was staring down at her. His eyes glimmered. They were a particular shade of red: blood red. Three black spots in the form of filled in sixes that seemed painted in those seas of blood. "Looks like you've missed one. Apart from your brother, I mean." The man who spoke up was perched on a branch. He joined the other man that still undressed her with his stare. The only man to have spoken wore an orange mask with a swirl pattern and only one hole for his right eye. The orange mask approached Kiriiyu's face, so close, Kiriiyu could hear him breath. "Do you know who I am?" The orange mask asked.

"She's just a child. She couldn't possibly know." The red-eyed man answered in her place.

"It is an honour to meet the great Uchiha Madara and the prodigious Uchiha Itachi," Kiriiyu mumbled, transfixed by the blood red eyes that searched her own.

"She is in fact a child, but do not forget who her teacher was. Don't underestimate the knowledge Orochimaru's apprentices have," The orange mask lectured the man who still held the kunai to Kiriiyu's throat.

"What is so important about this child? Anyone can be taught the history of Konoha." He averted his blood red eyes to look at the orange masked man.

"You haven't noticed?" The masked man chuckled.

Kiriiyu was standing in the middle of a forest. Tired form running all day, she could not bother pushing away the kunai that threatened her life. Two other men stood beside her, one examining her closely. Having recomposed herself, she buried her fear and began her rehearsed introduction, "My name is Kiriiyu. I come from the sound village. I am Orochimaru's sole daughter, whom he sent to work for this," she pulled her sleeves up and pointed to the ring poised on her right thumb.

"Noticed what?"

"You can't recognise your own blood flowing though her veins? She's as much of an Uchiha as you are." At those words, Kiriiyu's face turned to stone and she whispered through her teeth,

"I am not an Uchiha."

"She doesn't have the sharingan. She might as well be from any where."

"Really, is that how it seems? She's not only an Uchiha and she also has two blood limits."

Kiriiyu looked around the forest. She saw through it. Her hand blurred as she joined her hands and closed her eyes. When she opened them, she was in a spacious spinning candle lit room whose walls were made of unpolished rock of a dull brown shade. A cringing sound irritated her ears. Only when she had regained her balance did she recognise the noise to be her own screams and the pain flashed through her skull and her eyes flared. She crawled into the far corner of the room. She shut her eyes tight, trying to block out the dim yet harmful light. A hand reached for her, helping her up.

"You see, she is an Uchiha. Only a sharingan bearer could have gotten out of that jutsu," the voice came from behind the orange mask.

Kiriiyu searched blindly around the room for someone, anyone. She fell to her knees and began crawling on the floor.

"Do you enjoy seeing a blind girl struggle? Give me back my forehead protector." Her anger and pain boiled through her voice.

"A blind girl- why did you bring me here, to see a blind girl?" The red-eyed man asked.

"Blow out the candle," Kiriiyu ordered feebly. Her eyes lost their supernatural glow gained from the light penetrating through her translucent eyelids. "Thank you."

"She's weak," the red-eyed man did not once directly speak to Kiriiyu.

"That's why she is your student now. You will make her stronger."

Kiriiyu did her best to numb the pain and was barely able to muffle her screams. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the same red eyes. They looked into her soul.

"I've seen her before," the man avoided addressing her.

I've seen you before, Kiriiyu thought before, blacking out in his arms. She fainted in his arms as she had done a long time ago. These red eyes, haunting her to her very memories.