Bonjour, mes copains! Oui, I'm learning French currently, but that's beside the point. The point is I've had an idea for a long while and I finally wrote it out some time ago and I'm finally (after a lot of debate) publicizing it. Why did I debate so much about publishing this? Oh, goodness, so many reason. But I'll only give one; after all, you just want the story to start, right? Right!
One of the main reasons was that it contradicts one of my former stories. Those of you who have read it and have miraculously stayed with me this entire time may remember by the end of this which one I'm talking about. I've deleted it, because it just wasn't really strong overall as a plotline in and of itself. So I've added the main point of that into this story and gotten rid of the other one. Oh, and if you really did read it and are still sticking by me, THANK YOU! You're awesome! Cue disclaimer!
Neji: To say that Kaiti does not own Naruto is like saying water is wet. It really doesn't need to be said to be obvious. However, Kaiti has two and a half OCs that appear in this story: Kaida, Kadin, and half of Hotori. Haru, Kyra, and Hotori's other half belong to Taylor, whose penname is Tamaki and Haruhi 4ever.
~Kadin~
Sometimes it's easier to leave than it is to stay.
I loved my mom. I really did – still do, in fact. But she couldn't give me the answers I needed. Only my dad could do that.
Of course, I could have just followed that fascinating red-headed kunoichi and her team back to their home. I could have asked her parents if they had once had twins.
But this wasn't just about me. Who knew how many others had been the victim of a famous actress's lesser-known, deadbeat husband? He was home rarely enough, especially since that time my mom got fed up and kicked him out. And who know where he went? It was a mystery, and I had to stop him.
...What? Why couldn't I have just hired ninja to find him for me, since my mom is obviously rich enough to pay for it?
Don't steal my thunder. I know I just finished saying this wasn't about me, but seriously. Put yourself in my shoes. Wouldn't you want to be the one to personally bring him in? To personally get the answers you've wondered about ever since the day you saw a face that practically mirrored your own? Especially ever since you found out you were adopted?
So I died. Yep. Death made it a lot easier for me to move around and find the man I once called "Dad" – without his running off each time I got close. After all, right before his friends killed me, I had vowed to track him down. And despite being a kid, I knew I could do it. And he knew I could do it. I wasn't "just" a kid anymore.
Had I lived, he would have been on his guard. And it would have taken me a lot longer to find him. Clearly, death was my best option.
But, wow, I'm getting way ahead of myself.
My name? Kadin. My surname? Hm. I hope to find that out soon. My age? Probably thirteen.
That fascinating red-head I mentioned earlier? Well, I'll let her pick up the story now.
~Kaida~
Wow, Kadin, thanks a lot for confusing everyone. I'm now going to start things right, let people figure out our story in chronological order, and say my name is Kaida Yukiten.
Kadin and I have red hair, but mine is a lot – I mean a lot – longer. We have hazel eyes. Our features are basically the same – the only real difference is my freckles.
Now, I know right now you're jumping to the obvious conclusion, and you're wondering why Kadin and I haven't realized it for certain yet. But might I remind you, there are people in this world who look alike but aren't actually related. Some call them doppelgangers. Some call them clones. Some say that no matter who you are, you definitely have a double somewhere in the world.
Besides, when we first met, we didn't even know Suzume Kobayashi wasn't his birthmother.
All we did know was that we had suddenly found the one person in the world meant to be our best friend.
Don't get me wrong; I had tons of friends, and a grand total of three best friends. But not a single one of them clicked the way Kadin did.
You know, while we're on the topic of best friends, I think I'll start our story off by introducing all three of mine to you. (Shh, Kadin. You did hand this story off to me, remember? Mwahaha, now there's no telling when you'll get it back!)
Woot, that finishes off the prologue! Oh, and to those of you who are aware of my pitifully sad track record with multi-chapter stories, set your fears at ease. I've completely finished this story already, so there's no risk of my running out of ideas right at the very end and going without the final chapter. I'll upload each section one at a time every day or two until they're all up. Enjoy, and please drop me a review before you leave!
