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Me vs Me

It's not as easy as it seems to stand up in front of your enemy(s) and bluff. I mean, come on. You try it. Stand up in front of someone who makes you fear for your life and your friends lives and then lie out your ass. Not easy is it? But that's what I'm doing. Heck, that's what I've been doing all my life. Bluffing my way through every single obstacle that has ever been sat in front of me.

It's immensely harder to do with cotton candy pink hair. That's an automatic strike against me. I'm a girl, so that's another. I tend to shake when scared. Another strike, especially when my knees knock together so loud that i could wake the dead. Plus I sometimes stutter. So depending on how you tally it, I have 4 to 5 automatic strikes against me. But, the biggest strike of all is that I don't take myself seriously and it shows in the way I stand and the tone of my voice.

So it's no wonder that I got a lot of good laughs from rouge ninja before Tsunade came along. Now, though the number has greatly decreased, I still get a lot of good ones. This is because my hair is still pink, I'm still a girl, and sometimes my words are bigger than I am. Now though, I can back them up when I have the initiative.

I know how weak I was before and am quite embarrassed when past missions are still brought up. I was weak then because I had no initiative. No reason to struggle and fight to become stronger when I was younger. Really, who would try harder than necessary when not following their heart? The only reason (and it's a bad one) I wanted to be a ninja was because of Sasuke. Not because I wanted to be strong or protect my village. I wasn't truly following my heart.

I am now. Healing is what I love now and it brings me joy to know I'm saving lives instead of destroying them. Don't get me wrong. I'm still a ninja. Still going on missions with my team, still killing on occasion. But, if you see it from my prospective, I get to spend time with my surrogate family while protecting them and healing them. Thats my true hearts desire.

I'm not supposed to be on the front lines now that I'm a medic nin, but as I look around me I see all members of my team beaten down and bleeding. The enemy that did this to them is in front of me. It's not a bluff anymore when I tell this monster that I'm going to kill him, and you know what else? I'm not scared anymore either as the battle begins.

I wonder if he sees me as a monster as I rip off his right arm with my in-human strength and proceed to beat him to death with it. I wonder if he wondered what happened when I severed his jugular with my chakra and his life's blood watered the grass underneath him.

When I turn to face his back-up that just jumped out of the woods surrounding the destroyed clearing. I wonder if they think I'm a monster because of all the blood splattered around and on me. They hightail and run whimpering as I look down at the once living and breathing being on the ground. I wonder what it's like to realize just a little too late that you underestimated that pink haired little girl.


Reviews are welcome. (How else am I to become a better writer?) This was meant to be a one-shot. but with a little persuasion it can become more.