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I had really not expected Konoha to be this big, or this vast.

Konohagakure. A village, prized with the title of maintaining the most stable peaceful situations and the unity of the Shinobi and civilians living there. If I had to say something about it, I would only wonder how they got so many buildings erected in the given time. Not like my supposed three year old mind would know of how much time had passed since Konoha was established. I was only throwing guesses out there.

But really, every corner I turned to, I found another building staring me in the face, there seemed to be structures of every colour in every shade, and in the mess which I had gotten myself into, I could say it will take me near forever (or never) to find my new sensei's house. If only I had listened to the sweet lady who was babysitting me, and taken the map of Konoha with me…

Don't get me wrong here, I did not ask for a babysitter, I, in fact, would have been better off without a worry wart, who was afraid of letting me go to washroom alone late at night. It can get really annoying, when she insisted hard enough, and almost ran off to the Hokage, because I did not want a map stuck in front of my nose all day.

I was really regretting my quick decision now. Even though Hamasaki Ayase was not my real mother, she immediately, and very happily actually, took me in. Sarutobi Hiruzen had graciously allotted me an apartment, which I had easily warmed up to in the short span of two weeks. Ayase-san, or as she liked me to call her, Kaa-chan had euphorically taken up the role of my nagging mother, and even though I don't really remember my real mom, or what she even looked like…yes I am quite lost on this path of life right now.

The Hokage had told me, that Ayase-san's one and only child was stillborn, and due to that little unfortunate fact, the child never got to feel the affection Ayase was showering me with right then. She was broke, as Sandaime-sama told me, she wouldn't comprehend to life anymore. And then God had rewarded her with me.

I cannot say that I resemble her child, because her child never opened her eyes. Kaa-chan never got to look into the eyes of her remaining family, but she always told me that she wanted her child to have 'sparkling emeralds' for eyes, and the 'richest brown' for hair. I don't know, I doubt I ever will, if she meant those words.

Returning to my current problem at hand, I am still lost in the streets of Konoha. Every house regardless of colour seemed the same to me now, and unfortunately I was only told that 'Masuta's' house was on this and this street, and looked like a tall building with unusual pottery on the front door. Frankly speaking, the guy's name was seriously scary, I mean how amiable does 'Masuta' sound to you? Yes, I can tell we were not going to get along well.

In my distressed condition I could ask for directions, but I guess I have not said anything about my personality yet. I overthink everything, and when it comes to speaking I cannot form coherent enough words, and eventually fall into the socially awkward category. I mean if Social came up to me wearing a name tag and slapped me, I still would wonder what hit me. Yeah.

But if I am good friends with you, you will know that I fall nowhere in the quiet category. I cannot be contained, like an epidemic. After knowing my brand new Kaa-chan for a month or two, she classified me as a walking talking, three year old cyclone. I still am unaware if feeling happy about that was a good or a bad thing.

I spun on my heel, and sprinted down the road, since I was desperately hoping this could be the one street I was looking for, I leapt around another corner, with a smile on my face. I was positive now, this had to be the street. But as I turned the corner I was met by a poster covered wall to my face. Dead end.

I sighed unhappily. If this was my situation right now, my only hope was…yes as much as I wished it could be anything else, I had to ask for directions now.

I sheepishly walked out of the abandoned alleyway, strolling casually down the street, in other words I was trying to make myself seem like not so much of a fool who ran into pathways thoughtlessly. My eyes swept the street for anyone who I deemed worthy of being asked directions to, and I sighed in relief as I saw a young boy who was hopefully my age. But I knew I had to hurry to catch up to him, because he was walking away from me.

I tore through the path, in a frenzy to get to my self-proclaimed saviour. But as I neared him, I instantaneously decreased my speed. I did not want him to think I was a maniac running towards him, because that would most probably lead to him running away from me.

I slowed to a walk, as I cautiously approached the young lad. Why was I cautious? Well, you know, the Uchiha symbol crested onto his shirt was literally screaming 'run away' to me. But my stubborn attitude pushed me on, and before I knew it, I was looking into the face of the kid who I had thought could actually help me.

I stared at him wordlessly. He looked at me back. And this was how we began our unintentional staring contest. I am sure I honestly creeped him out.

"Hello, may I help you?" Uh oh, he seemed like the over helpful kind. That or he was just extremely polite for a three year old. I wondered if I should reply in a matching format. Then I reminded myself that I didn't know how to do polite.

"Um, Hi! So…" I trailed off, beginning to fidget with the hem of my shirt. Come on, Mizasai! I urged myself, I had to say something, or I would lose this chance of finding my way like the amazing baka I was. I took a deep breath. I would say this, even if it meant I had to do it in one breath and if the kid here thought my reality check had bounced.

"I lost my way a while ago I am searching for Kurosawa Masuta's house and I was wondering if you could give me some hints so I could find my way." I blurted out using the breath I was storing for these very words which became my only hope now. Even if they were horribly articulated and I truly sounded like a three year old. But this Uchiha kid here, seemed to radiate service and it also felt like he understood how stroppy my social situation was.

"I am willing to show you the way." He replied in his reserved manner, and I suddenly wondered how old he was, I mean, he cannot certainly be only three, his mental age seemed to be like thirty five or something.

"Yes, I…um, thank you." I replied shyly, now suddenly intimidated by his status as an Uchiha and a person who knew how so speak so formally. That led to my new problem now. I did not want to speak as much in front of him, and to find the way, I had to do some talking. I inwardly groaned, hoping that my quick lips won't speak any words that would offend the Uchiha. Yes, the Uchiha.

He began walking the way he was going before, and I wondered if he was actually helping me, or if he was minding his own business. I could also feel my lower lip push out in a pout, as I pondered over the direction he was walking.

"Hey," I began, quickening my chicken like pace to catch up his even more surprisingly long strides. I guess I could blame that on the fact that I was short and puny, while he seemed pretty sturdy and well, tall for his age. Not like I knew what his age was. It was something he knew and a thing I had to find out.

He startled me by suddenly stopping dead in his tracks, and looking over his shoulder at me. I unintentionally gulped, because his dark stare, apart from sending shivers racing up me, was also inquisitive.

"…Where are we going?" I deliberated if it was okay to use plural form in front of him. My earlier notion about him being over helpful was definitely only a first impression because he was acting more or less ignorant to me now. I suppressed the building wrath inside me.

"You were the one who needed directions, I said I was willing." He replied in a quiet tone, and then I watched in awe and marvel as a small, friendly smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Damn the fact that smiles are contagious, I was myself grinning as I trotted to his side, all ready to make small talk.

I was suddenly passing by constructions I had not ever passed by the whole time I was wandering like a lost soul, actually I might have, but almost all buildings looked alike to me a while ago. I walked with the Uchiha in silence, since I really did not have anything to talk about with a stranger and because I was a child, could not go on rambling about the weather. I really did not have a clue when it came to the clouds, skies and wind direction really.

I searched my memories of sparse experience, hoping to find a topic suitable enough for children to talk about. Toys? Drama shows? Family? Siblings? Combat skills? Maybe I should begin with the most basic information like name and stuff… I cannot keep calling him the Uchiha forever.

"So what's your name?" I asked, forgetting any kind of proper conduct. I wanted to talk, I would talk. This kid here, seemed as though he knew what it was like when they are words churning in your head and all you can do is stutter. I am cold to people I don't like, and I open up easily to someone I become friendly with. This Uchiha seemed to be a person like that.

"Uchiha Itachi." He answered, looking straight ahead. Phew, I don't have to call him the Uchiha anymore.

"May I ask you the same?"

Huh. Even if he has to ask my name, he can't give up his ceremonial behaviour.

"Hiranaga Mizasai." I yipped, letting another smile take over my face. I saw him beam right back at me from the corner of my eye.

Yep, smiles were really contagious.

Yeah I know I know, not very dynamic of a first chapter, but believe me, I have the whole plot written out, and it is confusing enough to confuse its creator XD Also my chapters are usually not this short, this was around 2050 words, but my chapters can be as long as 5000 words at times. Also this was only the beginning ;)

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Sayonara!

-Cy