I remember sitting in a long, unfamiliar hallway. I had no clue where me and my older brother was... but we definitely knew we were no longer in the mountains.
My brother, Haruo stared emotionless at the door in front of him, listening to the muffled voices behind it. I had the belief that he had more knowledge on what was going on.
"Where are we Aaron (brother)?" I asked him in a whisper.
Haruo snapped out of his trance and shifted his forest green eyes to meet mine. As he did this his long black and blonde hair fell in front of his face. "I'm not sure Tomoko-sweostor (sister)" he told me with a small smile "but I know where safe".
I wasn't reassured, in fact I was terrified. The men who brought us here were wearing strange masks and wore a lot of armour, I wouldn't speak to anyone but my brother. Also our mother never left my thoughts, the last time I saw her was her screaming at Haruo to take me and run far away. Suddenly the door opened and out came two of the strange dressed men from earlier and an elderly man is a long white robe with a funny hat.
"Hello young ones!" the old man spoke with a kind smile. I of course said nothing which caused Haruo to glance at me, and then back at the old man.
"Hello..." answered my brother politely.
The old man bent down to our level which caused me to cling to my brother's shirt. "You have nothing to be afraid of... I want to help you" the man told me.
"It's okay" Haruo whispered to me and then turned back to the old man "I'm sorry sir... I think my sister is still in shock."
I was in shock, everything happened so fast, that I can't remember. All that flashed in my head was fire, screams and running.
The old man chuckled warmly "that's okay, after what my ANBU team told me... you've been through a lot". He then turned to the man on his right "could you please have Fugaku to come see me at once".
"Yes Hokage-Sama" the man answered and then disappeared.
Hokage-Sama turned back to us with another warm smile "everything is going to be alright..."
"TOMOKO! HURRY UP FOR YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE!"
I slowly opened my eyes and sat up. I guess it's a good job my brother was home today because I defiantly did not hear my alarm.
After I got out of bed, I started walking to mirror... yawning in the process. As I rubbed the sleep from my eyes I studied my reflection.
My deep, forest green eyes first looked at my chocolate-brown hair; it was now down to my mid back and hanged loosely from my oval head. I was quite pretty... in fact according to my good friend Hinata; most of the boys in the class had a crush on me.
As flattering as it was, I wasn't really interested in tat kind of attention. I mean... I'm thirteen years old for goodness sake! I have plenty of time to find romance.
Moving to my wardrobe I picked out my outfit, which consisted of a figure hugging, white vest top that was cut off showing off my well-toned stomach. A baggy black, thin waist coat that was tied in a knot at the front. Black and Grey cut off pants, and my trusting black and white striped scarf.
Incase you haven't gathered, I am extremely fit for my age. Which was something that I always found strange. I don't exactly train that hard, but my teachers always told me that I was just naturally gifted in combat, and that my body showed the perfect physic of an old warrior. I often dismiss comments like that, because I know, I'm just one originally girl trying to get by in life.
Sitting back on the bed, I began to bandaged both my ankles up to the Tiber bone. I began to think about the reason why I decided to become a ninja in the first place. It was mostly because, nearly everyone around me was a shinobi. I would watch them from my bedroom window, either leaving for a mission, or returning home. The sense of pride that they had serving for their village was romance to me. And since this village has given me so much, I felt it was about time I gave something back.
"Okay! lets get this show on the road!" I told myself and left my bedroom.
I ran downstairs into the kitchen were my brother, wearing his Chunin uniform stood over the counter. All that I could see of him was his long, blonde and black hair.
"If you don't move now you'll be late..." Haruo told me whilst turning around. In his hand was my pack lunch, and his bright forest-green eyes staring at me.
Haruo, my eldest brother and the only family I had left. Since that day when we arrived, he has been working hard to support us by becoming a Ninja. He was incredibly hansom! but if you told him so he would be that guy who would say, 'I don't know about that, but thanks!'
Quickly I snatched the bag from his hands and went to go put my shoes on.
"You're welcome..." he mumbled under his breath.
"Sorry Haruo-Aaron (brother)..." I yell "but it's my exam to become Genin tomorrow... I can't afford to be late!"
Haruo walked into the doorway and watched me put on my sandals "oh yeah I forgot it was tomorrow... listen the day after that, I have to start a mission, but if you've passed... I have something to give to you afterward".
This made me pause my actions at stare at him "what... as in a present?"
Hauro shrugged "yeah I guess you could call it that... but I'll explain more when I come pick you up when your day is finished. Now get going and I'll see you later!"
"Okay bye Aaron!" I shouted back and bolted at the door. I knew that if I ran I could probably make it in time for class but that theory came to an abrupt halt when something crashed into me.
"AHH sorry Tomoko, hope I didn't hurt you" said the voice in a slight panic. "Sorry gotta go!" and with that the figure ran off. As I was recovering all I could see was a flash of orange whizzing past. Only one name came into my head...
'Naruto'
What's he done now I wonder... but I didn't have much time to keep that thought and once again started running to the academy... come to think of it... shouldn't Naruto be heading that way to?
I managed to get to my class and see no sign of Iruka-Sensei.
"Oh good... good morning Tomoko-san" my good friend Hinata stuttered.
I gave her a small smile and sat next to her "morning Hinata-Chan! Did I miss anything?"
"N-not really... but... Sakura-Chan... And... Ino-chan... Were f-fighting again"
This caused me to sigh 'there's only one reason for that' I thought as I looked across the room. There I saw the class's number one student and heart throb... Sasuke Uchiha.
As usual, he acted as if no one else was in the room, with his hands linked together staring straight forward with is emotionless gaze. He probably knew I was staring... but as usual chose to ignore it. But I didn't stare at him for the same reasons as the other girls did... no.
Me and Sasuke had history... lots of it; many of the class knew it and chose to avoid talking about it. Like everyone else... Sasuke now treats me like gum on the bottom of his shoe... even though in our childhood... we were the best of friends.