There was a buzzing; a very annoying buzzing that sent sharp pains through my foggy head. The noise was an unwelcome one and as my hand reached out I couldn't think of where it was coming from and why the hell it was going off so early in the morning. Was it something my brother had rigged up to try and get me to go on one of his suicide runs with him? No. He might have been crazy, but not that crazy. I felt rustling beside me and squeezed my eyes shut. How much did I drink last night and why the hell wasn't that buzzing stopping?

"What the he…" I started, but quickly shot up from my bed. My head swam for a moment, my hangover trying to send me crashing back to my bed. That buzzing was my alarm. The alarm I had set before I went out last night, the alarm that was supposed to get me up for my meeting with the Hokage. It was my alarm that was supposed to get me up so I could meet my new team. It was the alarm that was supposed to wake me up for my first day as a member of ANBU AND I WAS GOING TO BE LATE!

I bolted for the short, black pleated skirt that was lying on my dresser and quickly pulled it over my body, zipping it up quickly before grabbing for my purple leg warmers. I pulled them on then shoved my feet into my black sandals as I grabbed for a white tank top, pulling it over my head. I heard stirring and a groan come from my bed and my eyes quickly darted over. A man was sitting there, my grey sheets pooled around his naked hips. He scratched at his brown hair as he looked around, a bewildered look on his face.

"This is the last place I wanted to end up," Izumo said as he lay back on the bed. I just scoffed. If I could recall anything from the night before that was not the tune he had been singing as he happily threw my clothes on the floor.

"Now that's no way to talk to a former teammate," I said as I looked over at him. He just looked at me, his eyes narrowed, before he waved me off. I smiled at him. I was glad we had this arrangement, the no strings attached kind. I walked over to my open window and jumped in it before looking back at him over my shoulder. "Let yourself out."

My feet hit the dusty alley behind my apartment before I broke into a run for the Hokage building. I had five minutes before I could get there without being late. My whole life I had wanted nothing more than to be a part of ANBU and I had finally gotten what I wanted… and I was going to be fucking late.

I could hear my brother's voice ringing in my head as I made a path for the Hokage building. It would be something about how I wasn't showing my youthful spirit in arriving late and that my wicked ways were unsuitable for a nineteen year old girl. I just summed it up as him being jealous that his little sister was getting laid and he wasn't.

It still made me laugh when I thought about the look on my brother's face when he found out I had had sex for the first time. Gai almost killed the poor Sand-nin. He didn't know I was only sixteen and I certainly didn't tell him. And I faintly remember a grey haired ninja laughing his ass off as he watched my brother send the Sand-nin flying into the side of a building. Old memories were nice, but at the moment I didn't have time for that. I needed to get to the Hokage's office and fast. As I rounded a corner I almost ran into a kid, his blonde hair wild atop his head. I skidded to a stop in an attempt to not knock him down. He looked up at me in alarm, his bright blue eye wide. His face was slightly dirty and his bottom lip looked bloody, like he had been in a fight. I knew who he was, hell everyone did. It was crazy how much he looked like his dad and the small whisker marks on his face made him even more adorable to me. He was still staring up at me and I heard a low growl come from under his white shirt. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a coin, flipping it to him.

"Get some ramen, you sound hungry." He looked at the coin in his hand and then back up at me, a huge smile on his face.

"Thanks!" He said loudly before he tore off down the street. I watched him for a moment before I looked down at the small watch on my wrist. Damn I was so late! I raced off once again, hoping not to run into anymore cute, orphan kids on my way. Okay, honestly the kit was the only kid that I thought was cute. In all honesty the sight of little kids made me queasy. He was my only exception.

I rounded the corner and the red Hokage building came into view. It was only a few steps away and I would be in. A familiar spiked head caught my attention and he yelled out my name. I looked over and he waved a smile on his bandaged face. I might have known the guy since I was in the academy, but I didn't have time to talk and the man could he flap his mouth. I zipped past him without another glance and bounded up the stairs, taking three at a time. When I ran through the entrance I could see the door just out of reach. When I went through that door I would no longer be just some regular Jonin, I would be ANBU and that was enough for me to send a little extra chakra flooding to my feet, which ended up being a mistake… a big, embarrassing mistake.

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Now I knew that I had never been one for subtlety, well no one in my family was really, but when I tripped over my chakra charged feet as I reached the Hokage's door I went crashing into it. The door creaked and gave under me, breaking off of its hinges. The door and I landed on the ground with a loud thud, the handle of the door digging into my side. It hurt like hell, but that wasn't the worst of it. I had never been so embarrassed in my whole life! I knew my face had to be as red as my hair. I looked up and saw the Hokage looking at me, an amused grin on his face and a twinkle of happiness in his eye.

"You're late," I heard a voice call out to my right. I knew that voice and just the sound of it made my jaw clench in irritation. I looked over and frowned. Two ANBU members were standing there looking down at me. Their masks covered their faces, but the spiky grey hair that was sticking out from behind one of them was unmistakable. He was the last person I wanted to see me sprawled out like I was… okay, second to last person.

"Look who's talking dog breath," I spat as I pulled myself off the door. I stood and fixed my skirt before I faced the Hokage fully. "Sorry about that, the door I mean."

He waved me off with one of his old hands, a small smile still on his lips. I could feel myself shaking with excitement as I stared at him, waiting for him to start saying whatever it was that he said to new ANBU members. He didn't say anything for a long time and the longer I stood there in silence the more I wanted to reach across the table and shake him, demand that he give me my mask. But I couldn't do that, I mean did anyone ever shake the Hokage and live to tell about it? I jumped slightly when he finally spoke, my eyes fixating on him like he was the most fascinating thing I had ever seen.

"Congratulations Momo, you are now part of ANBU. Blah-blah-blahblah." Okay I know I was excited, but the second after he said ANBU my mind had wandered onto other things. Sure I was excited it was the happiest day of my life, but I couldn't help it as my mind went to other things. It was that smell that took my attention away from the Hokage, a smell that drifted from somewhere else in the room. Now I was no Inuzuka, but anything that had to do with males I could pick up from a fair distance. It was a woody smell with a hint of sweet sweat and soap; it was a smell that was all man and I found it completely distracting.

I wanted to look over at the two, but I kept my eyes on the Hokage with much difficulty. I could hear Kakashi clear his throat and I looked toward him, my eyes narrowing at him. I couldn't see his face behind that mask, but I had a feeling he was smiling.

"The Hokage asked you a question," Kakashi said coolly, crossing his arms over his chest. I looked away from him and back at the Hokage. I had missed it? First I had been late and now I had missed a question that was directed right at me. I didn't want to say it; in case I cursed myself, but there was no way that this meeting could get any worse.

"I'm sorry Hokage-sama," I said bowing slightly in apology. "What was the question?"

He smiled that friendly smile at me as he sat back in his chair, his hands resting on his desk. No matter how old the Hokage got he always seemed dignified and powerful. He was someone I couldn't help but respect. He deserved respect and was given it without question…mostly. A small laugh escaped him as he gestured to the two men standing off to the right.

"I asked if you would like to meet your new squad mates."

I froze for a moment when I realized who he was talking about. Of course the two ANBU where my squad mates, there would have been no other reason for them to be there. But as I looked over at them and watched as they removed their masks I died a little inside. It wasn't the brunette that bothered me with his elongated diamond shaped eyes and his modified forehead protector. No, it was the grey haired, mask wearing pain in the ass standing next to him. He was smiling at me; it was the way his eyes scrunched that told me he was. My brother was going to love this… and I needed a drink.

…A really stiff drink.

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"And then I broke the door right off its hinges," I said before taking another drink from my bottle of sake. Who needed a small ass cup when you had the whole bottle, right? I heard a laugh before a strong smack hit me on the shoulder, making me spill some of my drink on the front of my shirt. Anko always got a little rough with her 'friendly' taps.

"I wish I would have seen that," Anko exclaimed with a laugh. I frowned when the others around the table laughed with her. I took another drink before I let out a sigh.

"That's not even the worst of it," I said with a frown.

"What could be worse than that?" Kurenai asked, her voice as sweet as ever as she sipped at her girly drink I couldn't remember the name of.

"I'm on Kakashi's squad."

"What's wrong with that? Kakashi Hatake is one of the best ninja in the village," Senko said. I looked up at her, her bright green eyes looking back at me. Senko had been a friend of mine for a long time even though she was a tad older than me. Her black hair was tied back in a ponytail and her green eyes were outlined with purple, just like her fathers had been. She might have looked like that snake, but she was kind like her mother had been. Iruka was quite fond of her, but she only had eyes for one man.

"Plus I heard that he's incredibly sexy," Anko added. My head snapped in her direction and she looked at me, her shoulders shrugging, "What?"

"How can you even know that? His face is covered constantly."

When I was younger I had wanted to see his face so bad just like everyone else. I wanted to see what all the hoopla was about, what Rin had always gone on and on about. But as time went by and it became evident that I would never see his stupid face I stopped caring. He was probably ugly anyway, right? Probably had some huge deformity he wanted to keep hidden from us so he wore a mask to make himself look cool. Typical… I mean he had to be ugly, right?

Anko looked at me with a brow raised and a small smirk on her lips. Anko never smiled, she just smirked at you and made you feel uncomfortable under her gaze. I hated when she gave me that stupid smirk. It was like she was telling me that she knew something about me that I didn't.

"Yeah he's gotta be totally ugly under that thing, right Kurenai," Senko said, looking at Kurenai poignantly. It took Kurenai a minute before she sat up straighter, a smile coming to her red eyes.

"Yeah definitely ugly, grotesque even," Kurenai replied, making a face like she had tasted something bad before sticking her tongue out as if to rid herself of it. I laughed lightly before I held up my half full bottle of sake.

"To Kakashi and his hideous face hidden under that mask," I toasted, three other drinks clinking against mine.

The sake was losing its bitterness and I knew what that meant, but that didn't stop me from quickly ordering another bottle. As my hand fell back to the tabletop I felt a presence behind me. He was leaning on the back of the booth, his arms resting on the top. As he leaned forward I could just feel the warmth of his breath playing against the top of my ear, a whisper through his mask. Senko was looking at me, her eyes wide as if she was surprised. It was that stupid faint smile on her lips that told me he had been there for awhile.

"So you think I'm hideous?" Kakashi asked me with a taunting laugh in his voice. I turned to look at him, a smart comment ready to fire from my mouth, but it quickly died on my tongue when I saw the small crowed with him. Genma was looking around, a senbon sticking from his mouth like always. The other guy on my team, Tenzou was standing next to him, his hands shoved deeply in his pockets watching me as I looked between them all. But it was the last one that caught my eye and sent my words fleeing. Asuma stood there lighting a cigarette. His dark hair was a little long and the manliness of his very being made my face hot.

Asuma Sarutobi was amazing. I had liked Asuma since I was seven years old and whenever I saw him I became a silent idiot that just stared. He looked away from his cigarette and at me, giving me a warm smile. Then his dark eyes darted past me, fixating on someone just beyond me. I turned in my seat and wasn't surprised to see that it was Kurenai that Asuma was looking at with all that longing in his eyes. She smiled at him sweetly before she tucked some of her hair behind her small ear. I remember the first time I realized that Asuma liked Kurenai and how much it hurt. That had been two years ago and still, as I watched him sit down next to her in the booth, it hurt just as much as it did back then.

I didn't pay much attention when Kakashi sat down next to me, I was too busy watching Asuma and downing the entirety of my new bottle of sake. I felt a hand grab for it, but quickly yanked it free before putting it back to my lips.

"So who are you going to take home tonight Momo?" I heard Asuma ask me. I set the bottle back down on the counter and looked at him, pushing back the hurt that was welling up inside.

"I don't know yet," I bit out, "Maybe I'll take Tenzou or even Kakashi. What the hell does it matter to you anyway?"

"It doesn't. There's a running bet on who it's going to be so I was just curious," Asuma laughed. I knew he was just trying to be funny, but I couldn't hide my frown as I shot up from my seat. Kakashi stumbled from his place as I pushed my way out of the booth.

"Momo I was just kidding," Asuma barked. I knew that I shouldn't have thrown such a big deal about it, but I couldn't help it. I was drunk and the fact that the guy I had been in love with since I was seven had practically called me a slut hurt like hell.

"I gotta go," I mumbled before I took off, stumbling out of the front of the bar and into the street. I stood there for a moment, my hands on my hips as I struggled for breath. I could feel a sting coming to my eyes and I quickly looked up at the dark sky. The night was clear and the stars twinkled down at me like a billion winking eyes. My legs felt heavy as I stumbled down the street, trying desperately to keep myself from bumping into any other drunks on their way home.

I felt like the kid I was. I didn't like feeling that way; awkward, alone, unhappy and not knowing what the hell I was doing. I tried desperately to be like my brother was, he always seemed like he had everything together and he seemed genuinely happy all of the time. I wanted to be like that, but all my efforts turned into drunken nights at the bar and having sex with lots of men. And if it wasn't a man keeping me company at night, the lonely silence of my small apartment did. It was supposed to be the happiest day of my fucking life; I had just made ANBU for fuck's sake!

I came to a stop and fell sideways, my shoulder coming into contact with the brick wall harder than I wanted it to. I mumbled to myself before I slid down to the ground, my chin resting on my drawn up knees. The sound of shuffling came from behind me and I looked over my shoulder. Bright blue eyes were staring back at me, a questioning look on his whiskered face. His clothes were ratty and his blonde hair was dirty, but there was a small twinkle in his eye when he looked at me. I turned all the way around and looked at him, finally sitting on the ground with my legs folded. He smiled at me, a cute little smile. How was it that this kid was all alone in the world, not a soul by his side, but had the strength to smile at me?

One of his small hands reached out for me and it settled on the top of my head, his fingers going into my red hair. I swallowed as I looked up at him. He was eight years old, but suddenly I felt like he was older than I was.

"You're a good kid Kit don't ever change," I said to him. My hand reached up and grabbed his outstretched arm gently, "Don't let anyone tell you different either."

His hand dropped from my head and wiped at my face, his finger coming away damp. He looked down at his finger for a moment before he looked back at me. He crouched down making us eye level and smiled, his eyes squinting slightly.

"Do you want to eat ramen with me?" He asked me suddenly as he reached into his pocket. He opened his hand and four coins were lying in his palm. I let out a laugh as I looked back at him.

"Sure, ramen sounds good."

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Author's note: Please review. It's always nice to hear from you guys. I thought it would be interesting to see a character from the Mighto family. I hope you guys like it.