Natoe Kambei (Nah-toe Kah-Mm-Bay)

Obito (Oh-bee-toe)

Kunshu (Kun-shoo)

Sakarau (Sah-kah-raw-oo)

Yabashi (Yah-bah-she)

Mizukage: Leader of this particular village, usually the strongest of all the Ninja

Kunshu: Leader of the clan


Book One: The Kambei Chronicles

Chapter 1-The Fallen Prodigy-

Natoe Kambei never used to think about the future very much. All he ever thought about was his brother, Obito. As a child he wanted to be treated the same as him, but Obito was supposed to be the future Kunshu, and there were things, secrets, that only Obito was allowed to see. Things were different now. Natoe was older, but his mind was still on Obito, but for other reasons. The time that had passes since the murder of his beloved Grandfather and the banishment of his Brother, leaving his Father the position of Kunshu "temporarily" seemed like decades to him, though it was only a few years.

A lot had changed. Natoe never used to think about the future but now, he dreaded it.


He awoke to the sunlight streaming across his face. It snuck in through the balcony door that was to the right of his bed. Someone had drawn back the curtains there. The sun caught onto his blonde hair, making it seem even brighter.

"You should be up and ready Master Natoe." a voice said from across the room. It was his Sister, Sakarau , well his half Sister actually. She was five years or so older than him, but was treated far worse than any other member of their family. It was strange to think how they had had such different experiences and beliefs while having lived under the same roof and in the same family.

"Master Natoe, you-"

"Don't call me that!" he snapped at her before sitting up in bed,

"It's Kambei, just Kambei." He declared, finally setting his eyes on her. She was taller than most women. Her dark hair was tied back tightly this morning, and she wore fairly simply clothing. Black cargos that weren't too loose with a black sleeveless top, but she wore her clan jacket over that. She almost always wore black, but he didn't understand why. He never really inquired either.

After a short silence Kambei sighed

"Sorry Saka, I didn't mean to-" he began,

"It's alright." She replied simply, smiling a little. He wanted to be called Kambei, after his Grandfather who never went by any other name. Not even on important documents. She made a mental note to try harder to remember to use the correct name.

"You should be ready if you're going to sneak off to the Mizukage before Lord Yabashi asks you to do something." She pointed out. 'Lord Yabashi,' that's what they called his Father now. There hadn't been any lords or even masters in the clan when the old Kambei was still alive. He hated it now. She was right however, which made him wonder

"You know don't you Saka?" he asked, but wasn't at all upset. He would have grinned if that blinding morning light wasn't in his eyes. She said nothing at first. Her eyes were watching the tattoo of some dragon-type creature on his chest. It was a very different from most everyday tattoos but if you saw it you really couldn't say why. She often concluded the thought with the excuse that it was foreign. It was one of the many things that had changed in him since his journey.

"I don't knoweverything." She replied innocently, but then as she moved to step out onto the balcony she smirked and added "I only heard that you wanted to teach a three-man team." She hadn't left him a chance to reply, having closed the door behind her. Kambei grumbled a bit in his everyday discontent as he started to get ready.