Okay if any of you have read my other story (go you!), this has some ties to it, not much. You can see that in this one, though Amaya may seem nice in the beginning, she's a real bitch in this story.

Warning:

Mpreg, Fpreg, I don't think there is any language, but I may want to put that just in case.

Disclamer:

Masashi Kishimoto owns Naruto, Animegrl123 owns Kosuke, I own Amaya & Cooro

Kosuke's POV

"Kosuke! Kosuke, you need to get up now," my father said, shaking my shoulder.

"Mmm. What time is it?" I asked, not opening my eyes to look at the clock that stands beside my bed, on my desk.

"It's almost six thirty," he replied, still shaking my shoulder to make sure that I was up and wouldn't go back to sleep.

"What?!" I yelled, jumping out of bed. "Crap, I'm going to be late to training!"

I ran over to the closet and grabbed one of my kimonos, scrambling around trying to find all of the things I need for training. While I was doing this, my father left the room, since his job of waking me up was over. I ran into the bathroom and quickly got into the shower. As soon as I was done in there, I got dressed in my favorite blue and lavender kimono. I had to rush through brushing my hair, but I decided it didn't really matter, since I was just going to training. For breakfast I decided to have a simple bowl of cereal, though I had to slow down to eat that, since I knew that if I gulped it down I'd get sick during training. I really didn't want that to happen.

Finally I was ready to leave. I strapped on my swords and my shuriken pouch, then bolted out the door. Shit, I thought to myself as I ran through the streets, I was supposed to be at the training grounds at seven fifteen! Last time I checked the clock at the house it was seven o five. If I don't move my ass I'm going to be late! Anko-sensei is so going to kill me!

I sped up, now running as fast as I could in the streets, but I knew that it wasn't fast enough. Even though it was still early morning there were a lot of people in and around the streets. Shit!, I thought again, then changed my course. I decided that using the roofs would probably work better than these busy streets, so I ran at a wall, and when I got to it I sent some of my chakra into my feet and jumped. I landed neatly on the top of a roof, and started running again.

Finally the training grounds were visible. With one last burst of speed I jumped off the roof I was on and landed on the ground, in front of one of my teammates.

"Nice jump, though the landing could have been better. All in all I'd give you a seven," Cooro, my only male teammate and the one I had landed in front of, said.

"What? Only a seven?" I asked, slightly out of breath from my run.

"Yeah, really Cooro, you've got to give her points for being on time," my other teammate, Amaya, said, then looked at her watch. "Huh, three minutes late, so I guess that makes your new score a grand total of four points."

"Hm," I replied, then punched her in the arm. "Oops, sorry Amaya. I missed your big head."

"I don't know how you could," Cooro muttered, "her head is huge."

Amaya glared at both of us, then quickly kicked Cooro in the knee. "You're lucky I was kind enough to miss your "big head," if you get what I mean," she told him, smiling evilly at him.

I laughed at the two of them, but then they both turned to me and smiled evilly to each other. I quickly stopped laughing, and said, "Hey, two against one is not fair."

"A shinobi has to be able to handle all types of situations, even when it's many enemy ninja against just yourself," Cooro lectured me, as I rolled my eyes.

Amaya rolled her eyes, too.

Amaya's POV

I smirked then winked at Kosuke, she seemed to get the message. It was great having a friend who knew me, and knew me for as long as she had. Hell, we were practically born together…. No never mind… that'd be weird. We were to alike to have that happen to us. I inwardly laughed at my thoughts but didn't show the laughter.

"You ready to teach Kosuke a lesson Cooro?" I ask, spreading my feet farther apart to get a better balance.

"Yeah, lets do it." Cooro said getting ready with his defense stance too.

"GO!" I yelled, pivoting on my right foot and punching Cooro in the face. He flew back wards into the nearest tree. I really hadn't meant to hit him that hard, but I didn't show that. Instead I flung the blood off my hand that had come from his mouth. I then fixed the mask covering the lower half of my face, something I had inherited from Kakashi.

"Next time, think before you go to attack my best friend." Kosuke walked over to my side, her face staring in horror at what I had done to Cooro. "I didn't mean to hit him that hard, you think he's okay?" I whispered so only she could hear. We walked over to him, he lay motionless on the ground, the tree now indented with his form.

"I think you killed him." Kosuke answered my question, but just as she uttered those words Cooro lunged at me. He wrapped his hands around my throat, crushing my wind pipe. I couldn't breath, I was really gonna die. Poof. My substitution jutsu wore off as Cooro killed off my clone. He looked over at me perched in the tree. I waved cleverly at him, Kosuke laughing too.

Just then Anko-sensei walked over to us, she was smiling as usual. That was something I was grateful for on these days, back at home no one smiles. The house is always silent, not a sound is muttered. I'm rejected, forced to care and live on my own. Never once being blessed with happiness. That was when Kosuke came into my life, she herself had to have been the turning point in my life. One that lead me away from an anti-social world and brought me into the world of living freely. The world in which I was happy that excepted me with open arms, the world in which taught me how to live.

Anko looked at Cooro, then at Kosuke, her eyebrow raised. "What happened to Cooro's face and where is Amaya?" she questioned.

"Amaya punched me." Cooro said, wiping the left over blood off his face. Wincing when he touched the now swollen and throbbing cheek. He pointed upwards towards me, still in the tree. I smiled, waving down at Anko.

"Come down here now." Anko said sternly, I did as she was told landing gracefully on my feet. Anko grabbed Cooro's chin, inspecting the swollen area. "It'll be sore for a few days that's for sure. You know if you'd just stop provoking her she wouldn't do such things to you." Anko told him sternly, I stuck my tongue out at him, taunting. He growled back in response. I smirked my wolfish golden eyes sparkling with mischief, transforming nothing but my voice I growled back. My growl was more demonic and animalistic, well considering I had let my wolf demon take my voice to do that it was no wonder. I brought back my normal voice then.

"Amaya, stop that." she said turning to look at me crossly. "The more you allow your demon control the more you lose that control."

"Yes Anko." I replied, Cooro looked at me, his eyes sparkling. Then he stole my gig, he stuck HIS tongue out at ME. I walked over to Kosuke, "Watch it, next time you do that you might not have a tongue to stick out." I threatened then stood next to Kosuke, excited to see if any of us passed our Jonin or ANBU exams. It was one test, the groups entered. If you passed they looked at your talents and how well you did then you were sorted into either being a Jonin or ANBU. She had known they all would pass, with Kosuke's ice and water talents she would pass. Cooro, with his wind abilities he would pass. And my abilities, being able to posses some one with singing, I would pass. Now the only thing that mattered were the results.