Shooting Stars

Rated: M

Universe: Naruto

Time Setting: (Prologue In Original Naruto And The Rest In Shippuden)

Characters: Mishiro Okazaki And Hitomi Makoto

Author: LadyMarrowind

Disclaimer: I Do NOT Own Naruto Or Any Of Its Characters.

Claimer: I Own Hitomi Makoto And Part Of Mishiro Okazaki.

Summary: Two Soul's Paths Collide After A Brief Meeting Under The Stars, The Safety Of The Nine Tailed Jinchuuriki Lies Within Their Hands. Their Hearts Soar Like Shooting Stars.

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Prologue

A little girl clung to her mother as they walked through the busy streets of Konoha together, there happened to be many villagers out in the streets during the time of summer. A festival was being prepared, and almost everyone who were able had volunteered to help with the festivities. The little girl stumbled and fell to her knees, her mother never noticing her daughter's absence. The girl stood up weakly wondering where her mother went off to until she was roughly shoved to the ground again.

"Hey watch where your going girl." A middle aged man grumbled out as he passed her with a few boxes of fireworks in his arms. A few fell out from the collision and the little girl curiously picked them up. No one seemed to notice her, or the missing fireworks. After carefully dodging more busy adults coming her way, the girl ran into a small clearing. She looked back once, still searching for her mother and then kept walking over to the small clearing that she knew people used as a training ground in the early morning.

The farther she walked the darker it became. Her mother had to have been worried for her by now. But the curiosity of what the fireworks exactly did and the wonder of the unknown territory kept her walking a steady pace even through the pitch dark past the clearing. Her footsteps light and sight sharpening by each passing second, one would think that she had been training to become a ninja like most of her family were instead of a homemaker in training that had an arranged marriage from birth. But most villagers knew of her situation and cared not for it, because it was a small clan matter. Many were against arranged marriages but it was a taboo topic so it was never argued.

The luminescent moon laid a glowing blanket all over the country, quieting the small forest that the young girl had just entered. Her long blonde hair glowed in the moonlight, her bright blue eyes widened and she stopped momentarily, now aware of the danger she put herself so blindly into. The girl set down the fireworks by her and rolled up her baggy blue formal kimono around the sleeves in order to call out for her mother properly.

"Mama...Mama...Mama!" She called out, becoming more frightened with every call unanswered. "Mama! Where are you Mama?"

"Hey!" A lone voice called out from afar.

"Mama?" The girl was relieved to hear a voice other than hers.

"I'm not your mama!" The voice came closer.

"Wh-who are you?" Fear ran up her spine and infected the rest of her body.

"I'm not your mama...but I can be a friend." A boy about the same age as her walked into the light of the moon. Her fear lowered exponentially at the site of him.

His thick chestnut brown hair covered his head and acted as a curtain whenever his head was lowered. The moon lightened his tan caramel skin as he walked closer to her. The boy's clothing looked foreign to her, baggy black pants with many pockets on them with his top similar looking to the shirt of a kimono with it's sleeves cut off. He carried many scrolls and tools of all kinds around his waist, she wondered what kind of things he could possibly need and have in them.

"Whats your name?" The thought of a friend made her eager and excited.

"My name is Mishiro Okazaki of the Sand." He bowed respectfully. "And yours is...?"

"I'm Hitomi. Hitomi Makoto of the Leaf." She nodded her head when she finished, making her blonde locks fly everywhere.

"Well Hitomi you can call me Mishi...Hey are those fireworks?" His voice perked up and his brown eyes brightened.

"Y-yeah I kind of took them when a man dropped them."

"Lets set them off!" He grinned wide.

"I don't have any matches..." Hitomi trailed off.

"Who needs matches when your a ninja? I don't!" Mishiro clapped his hands together.

"Your a ninja? But you look like my age, like your seven."

"I am eight years old!" He pumped his fist into the air. " One of the youngest genin's in my family!"

"That's so cool. I wish that I could be a ninja, I bet I'd be good at it." Hitomi smiled up at her new friend.

"I think so too. I didn't hear any of your footsteps or moving around the forest by you until you started to call for your mom." Mishiro rubbed his head in thought. "Why are you out here anyways?"

"I uhmn... got lost and I couldn't find my Mama. So I thought that the fireworks would help, but now I remember that I have no matches." Hitomi blushed and looked down in embarrassment. "Why are you in the woods?"

"I'm training here, tonight is my last day before I have to go back home with my parents...Hey lets go light those fireworks!" Mishiro took Hitomi's hand and led them out of the woods to a large mountainous area covered in long grass. The stars shown bright in front of the dark navy blue sky.

"Wow...you train here?" Hitomi almost dropped the fireworks she had picked up again.

"Yep. Its really pretty in the daytime too. This is my secret spot whenever I come to train here. If you were a ninja I'd share it with you...Hey hand me one?" Mishiro took a firework out of Hitomi's arms and sat on the grassy hill.

"You really think that I could be a ninja?" Her eyes held hope as she looked into the star covered sky.

"Sure. Your really quiet and sneaky right now, you could get even better and stronger. And being a ninja is cool! We get to do all kinds of stuff." Mishiro made a few hand signs and in a puff of smoke a lighter was in his hand. "I...uh don't know fire Justu yet. heh heh."

"That is so awesome." Hitomi stared at him in awe. "I could learn how to do that?"

"Yeah, I could show you some things some other time if you want." Mishiro spoke as he lit the tip of one of the rockets.

"Thank you." Hitomi smiled down at Mishiro, her normally peachy skin turning purple at the light of the firework high in the sky exploding.

"No problem. Here you do this one next." He handed her the lighter. Hitomi lit it and jumped back quick at the screeching noise it made.

"Haha calm down 'Tomi, I wont let you get hurt." Mishiro gave her a childish grin and a thumbs up.

"Its just very loud." She blushed and covered her head in her kimono sleeves.

"Here how about this one. It just sparkles." He handed her a stick and lit it I front of her.

"Wow..." Hitomi gasped, it kept her in a trance. Mishiro continued to light fireworks.

"This is the last one...okay there it goes." It shot up quicker than any of the others, when it exploded it made a chandelier effect in the sky then slowly faded away.

"They were very pretty. Hey are people setting off more?" Hitomi pointed into the sky, the stars shone bright but there were multiple lines stretching across.

"No...those are stars. Quick make a wish Hitomi." Mishiro patted her back.

"You make one too." Hitomi nudged his side.

"Okay." They both closed their eyes for a minute and reopened them to watch the rest of the shooting stars fly across the sky.

"Hitomi!" A woman's voice practically screamed out in joy.

"Mama?" She looked at her mothers form running to her, she inwardly leaned into Mishiro.

"My baby! I thought that I'd never see you again, that you were killed. But when I was those fireworks I hoped that it was you! I'm so glad that I found you." Her mother lifted her up from her sitting position on the ground and covered her with kisses. "Young man what is your name? You need to have a reward for taking care of my daughter."

"Its Mishiro ma'am." He bowed a bit.

"He doesn't need a reward. He didn't return her back into the village." An angry voice growled out.

"Papa..." Hitomi's voice held fear and sadness when she called him.

"Get out of my site you filthy..." He read his headband dangling with his scrolls on his waist. "Sand mutt." Mishiro said nothing and turned to leave.

"Mishi!" Hitomi called out and attempted to claw her way from her mothers grasp. Mishiro turned back, his face a little hurt from her fathers insult.

"Its okay 'Tomi, maybe I'll see you again some other time. We are friends after all."

"...Bye Mishi." she looked upset, her friend leaving her to an unknown place to her.

"See ya later Hitomi." With that Mishiro disappeared into the forest behind them.

"Don't you ever run off again!" Her father backhanded her in her mothers grasp. "If you disobey us in anyway again you are going to have to pay dearly." He walked a steady pace into the village. Her mother said nothing and never had a look of remorse on her face the whole time.

"Listen to your father dear. You don't want your father to beat you and then your husband in the future. He expects a well mannered wife and you are going to be just that. Now go run off to bed." Hitomi's mother told her in a cheery tone and a bright smile, she truly did not care about her daughter- only her fathers well being and happiness.

Hitomi ran up the long steps to her room, it was on the top floor because her father happened to be head of the clan. She locked her door and crawled into her bed. Tears ran down her face, she screamed into her pillow, clawed at her sheets, and ground her teeth together. Her windows were open and the lights were off but Hitomi could still see the massive stack on her bedside consisting of cooking and cleaning rules, dance lessons, singing lessons, manner and etiquette lessons, and a list of things to memorize about her future husband about his likes and dislikes, his hobbies and favorite things in a woman and how to be that woman. In all her seven years of life, Hitomi didn't believe that she could hate two people so much in her life and feel so helpless at the same time.

Her meeting with Mishiro made her realize that there was so much more to life, so much she could and should do. Her life had already been planned all the way to her death by her parents before she had even been conceived. She couldn't comprehend how they could do that to someone, especially to their own flesh and blood. Hitomi wouldn't take it anymore though, she would take control over the lack of life that she had and make it into something to be desired. She would be like a shooting star, going wherever she wanted to go, be seen by everyone as an amazing thing, and most of all be strong and in control.

"Mishiro...Thank you." Hitomi whispered and looked out of her window, the stars were barely visible but the moon shown bright. Inwardly she knew that he was looking at the moon too.

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Well that was my first attempt to make a fan-fiction~

Without characters like Sakura and Itachi or Sasuke and Kagome to hide behind.

This is all me and my boyfriend.

Of course there will be tons of Naruto characters

And a lot of side pairings

I will be following Shippuden slightly

I hope that the people that read "Life Gone Awry" will read this.

My boyfriend is writing a story of his own with the same characters

I will put the link up when he puts it up.

I recommend reading both.

I hope you enjoyed this prologue and will read more~

Any suggestions and comments are welcome.

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Much Love~ LadyMarrowind.