The move to the newly established village had brought a big toll on the small Shinoda clan. Many were suspicious of the invitation to make this village hidden in the leaves their new home, but it was time for a change.

They were almost there. The head of the clan was taking the lead in their march to the new village, with his daughter by his side. She wasn't ready to leave the comfort of her old home. It was far away from the war that had ended not too long ago. Although, her clan was isolated she knew they were safe. They refused to take sides with any clan participating in the war and kept neutral. But, her father made the choice to move the clan to Konohagakure, ultimately, choosing to align with the Senju and Uchiha that helped form the village.

"I can sense great amounts of chakra nearby, Father."

The leader turned to his daughter and smiled. "Yes, I can sense it too. We are getting close to the village. Aren't you excited, Chizu?" He asked softly. Chizu returned the smile and nodded her head. She wasn't excited at all though. She missed home. Home was where her mother was. She felt guilty for leaving her behind, but she had a duty to this clan and followed her father and the others here. Her father needed her, she couldn't leave him alone.

They started to see gates and everyone who was quiet started to murmur amongst each other. Excitement was building, and finally the long walk to Konohagakure was over. Chizu clasped her hands behind her back and matched the fast pace her father had just acquired. He was eager to see what Hashirama Senju had offered him and his clan.

"There's someone standing at the gates, Father."

"I believe there is two at the gate, Chizu. Don't you see that tall fellow off to the side?"

Chizu had seen him, but casted him off as no one important. He wasn't making himself look important in anyway, so why should she give any attention? She rolled her eyes, but nodded her head. "Oh, yes… I see him now," she lied. As they came closer to the gates she could see the man who she deemed important. He was a tall man with large shoulders. He had long brown hair and a friendly face. She could sense his chakra, and it was like getting hit in the face with a pan. It was powerful and enormous, but it didn't scare her.

"Masao Shinoda! You made it!" The man at the gates yelled.

His loud booming voice caught the Shinoda off guard and they all together jumped back.

"H-Hashirama Senju, it has been a long trip… but, yes… we have made it," Chizu's father chuckled nervously. He rubbed his hands together then offered one to Hashirama for a handshake. He was nervous, and caught off guard, but happy nonetheless to be at the village.

"I can see the tiredness on you and your clansmen faces! Let's hurry up and get you settled into the village so you and everyone can rest!" Hashirama grinned as he shook Masao's hand excitedly.

Chizu watched intensely at her Father's and Hashirama's interaction. She took note of every movement they made and every word uttered between the two men. It started off as a bad habit she had formed when she was younger, but eventually she knew how to make it work for her father. He never paid attention to these little details, that could give away a person's true self, so she made sure to catch them for him. So far Hashirama seemed genuine. She didn't deem as a threat, just a friendly man. But, this was just the beginning.

"Ah, you must be…?"

"Oh! This is my daughter Chizu!"

Hashirama's eyes widened and he immediately grabbed her hand, shaking it violently. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Chizu! I hope you take this village to your liking!" He grinned. The girl blinked her eyes and nodded her head slowly. She never met anyone like this before, she was confused and interested.

"Oh, Madara, stop being rude and say hello!"

Chizu caught movement out of the corner of her eye and immediately took back her hand. She lowered her eyes, and took a step back so that her father was the only one in front. She had not sensed this Madara's chakra when approaching the village gates, but as he made his way over to them now… she could feel it.

It was at par with Hashirama's, but it was different. It felt dark and dangerous. Why was he masking his chakra until now?

"Shinoda," Madara greeted with a rough voice. There was no interest in his eyes, he must've been dragged out here.

"Ah, Uchiha. Nice to meet you! I hope we can become great allies," Masao smiled. He held out his hand to shake and immediately Chizu raised her eyes to watch Madara. He stared down at the hand for a moment too long, and finally he reached to shake it when Hashirama coughed awkwardly. It was not a firm shake compared to the Senju's.

As Chizu watched on, she could see how Madara's dark eyes scanned her father. His lips were twitched slightly upward into a crooked smirk.

He was judging her father. He must've felt superior to a clan leader that used to hide away in a forest to avoid conflict. Chizu sucked in a deep breath and exhaled quietly. This man, right off the bat, needed to have a close eye kept on him. She couldn't trust him. Why would Hashirama even allow a man like this in close proximity to the village? Couldn't he see that he was trouble?

Had she assessed Hashirama incorrectly?

She'll need more time to get a full report on these two men. Until she can conclude anything… Hashirama will be deemed a threat along with Madara.

"This is Chizu… my daughter," Masao said as he looked over his shoulder to his daughter. He motioned for her to come back to the front, but she ignored it.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Uchiha," Chizu said quietly as she bowed her head lightly. Madara's eyes rested on her boredly before flickering them away. Madara held no interest for her. She was just another daughter to another clan leader after all.

"A-ah, Madara! Where are your manners? Say hello to Chi—"

"It is okay, Hashirama. There is no need," Chizu smiled. She clasped her hands and watched as Hashirama blinked his eyes and quickly casted Madara a dirty look. The Senju was a weird person to observe, but she had to admit that it was interesting.

"This is a spacious area they granted us, Father," Chizu whispered.

Masao nodded his head as he stared out the window. The streets were empty, and he couldn't help, but start to feel regret creep up on him.

"Yes, it is surprising that they would give us a section of the village. Especially, with our numbers so low. It's not like we are as big as the Senju or Uchiha," he sighed.

"Maybe they expect us to mate like bunnies," Chizu said, half-jokingly. Masao's eyes widened and he turned to his daughter who sat at the table with her eyes closed. He wasn't used to her joking like this. She was usually quiet and sweet. The stress must be getting to her.

No one was really interested in the tour of the village that Hashirama gave earlier. They just wanted to hurry and settle into their new homes.

No matter how friendly Hashirama came off, Chizu was still suspicious of him due to the seemingly close relationship he had with Madara. No one with good will would allow a man as dark as Madara near a village that was built to bring people together. Unless, they were a fool.

"Why don't you go explore the village a bit? You might meet some new friends," Masao suggested as he looked back to the window. He was used to seeing people fill up the streets, but it was like he moved into a ghost town now. It will take time to get back to the way things were.

"If you think it will do any good then I'll go, Father. Although, don't expect me to bring home any friends," Chizu muttered as she stood up from the table. She pushed in the chair, creating an unpleasant scratching sound. Masao winced and watched as his daughter made her way out of their new home. There were only a few times in his life where he could tell when Chizu was angry, and it was only when she allowed it. This was one of those times.

When she left the section Hashirama had granted her clan, Chizu immediately saw bustling streets, filled with people running and walking from every direction. The air was heavy with smoke from restaurants, and from food vendors who set up small movable grills on the side of the street. For a new village, it was already starting to get full.

Chizu had no clue where to start. During the tour of the village she, out of stubbornness, had chosen to ignore everything that Hashirama shown her and her clansmen. It was a dumb move on her part, she had to admit.

Rubbing her nose, she stepped into the busy street with no destination in mind.

Walking through the streets made her feel vulnerable. She didn't know these people, someone could just attack her and she wouldn't see it coming. With every shove and bump built up more anxiety in her. When would the next physical contact become an actual attack?

Taking in a deep breath, Chizu shoved her way to the sidewalk. She ignored the complaints from the people and finally managed to break away from mob on the street. Sweat trailed down the side of her face, but still she didn't feel safe. The sidewalk was just as bad.

"Hey! You want a meat bun?" A vendor shouted.

Chizu jumped and turned to face the man, pale in the face.

"No, I don't want such a thing," she hissed and backed into the alleyway. The talking and shouting from the streets became muffled and finally she could release the breath she was holding. Things were never this bad back home. How can people behave like this?

Dragging her fingers against the brick wall, Chizu looked up and an idea popped into her head.

She focused chakra to her feet and placed on foot on the wall. Balancing herself out, she jumped and slammed her other foot to the wall and proceeded to walk up it until she got to the rooftop. She took in the view of the village and sighed. How on earth did her clan manage to get stuck in such a place?

She turned away from the view and started walking. When needed she would jump to the next roof.

Chizu didn't consider herself the strongest person out there. She was somewhere in the middle between weak and strong. When it came to battles, which was very rare, she would be the person somewhere in the back, analyzing what the enemy is doing and predicting what they could do.

That only happened three times in her life.

She never actually participated physically, but if she did she would imagine doing relatively well. Or maybe she's just thinking too highly of herself.

"You aren't permitted to walk on top of the roofs."

Chizu's ears perked and she turned around swiftly to catch the voice. She had caught a strong chakra following her earlier. It was faint, but she could still feel it.

She couldn't detect any danger from this person, but why would he be following her?

He was a serious looking guy, but his white shaggy hair threw off this serious vibe Chizu was feeling. She tilted her head and stared at him.

"Ah, you must be the adventurous kind," she muttered, earning a look of disapproval from the man. "What are you saying? If you're going to talk about someone then say it loud enough for them to hear," he said as he crossed his arms. Chizu clasped her hands and bowed her head slightly.

"I'm sorry. I've never seen someone with your hair color, especially around the age I'm guessing you are," Chizu smiled. The man raised an eyebrow, not sure if the girl just insulted him or not. Chizu noticed the disdain on his face and laughed. "It looks nice on you though!"

The man shook off her compliment and came closer to the girl, closing the gap.

"I understand that my brother is hard to keep up with, but it is inexcusable to ignore the rules he told you during the tour of the village," the man scolded.

Chizu frowned.

This is Hashirama's brother? Chizu thought. They were sure the opposite then. She casted off the surprise.

"What rules?"

The man closed his eyes and sighed. "As expected of him to skip that part. I shouldn't have gone against my gut feeling."

Chizu sighed, was everyone here so troublesome?

"Either way, you should know that walking on top of the roofs shows improper etiquette. I'm sure you didn't do this back home," the man chided. His voice was leveled, never rising. Chizu wanted to roll her eyes, but she knew that would only bring out another scold. Didn't he have anything better to do?

"I understand, forgive me," Chizu smiled. Her lips twitched, but she didn't let her smile falter. She blinked her eyes and shoved her hand out, catching the man off guard.

"I'm Chizu Shinoda by the way. It's a pleasure to meet you, ah…"

"Tobirama Senju," he finished, grabbing her hand and shaking it firmly.

I love Madara and Tobirama so much, so obviously I'm going to write more stories about them with new OC's.

I wanted to try and make an OC that's way different from the ones I usually make, so lets see how this GOOOO00OOES!

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