The Misfortune of Circumstance
A/N: Yeah it's been a while but I wanted to post something that was Naruto based because I still don't have a computer, still poor, etc.
You probably guessed what the pairing is already, but basically it goes along with the manga except for a few things:
Chiyo doesn't show up until later on and she doesn't save Gaara
The fight between Sasori and Sakura was MUCH different and you'll find out later on about it.
Btw this is about six years from the current chapter of the manga; sorry about some errors since I get most of my information from my boyfriend who reads the manga and brags about random spoilers. My guess is that Konohamaru would be about eighteen and the rest of them would be in their early twenties and what not in this timeline. My grammar is crappy but I do try to check over and use the power of messed up MS word -.-
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A young girl was looking outside the window in Konohagarku; she was inside the ninja academy classroom there. The teacher was droning on and on about something of the village's history, but she heard it before.
Instead she was interested in the activity outside. Konohamaru-sensei was teaching a bunch of soon to be genin. The young girl wanted to go train so badly and go on missions, but she was lacking in one department; her taijutsu. She could do the signs easily enough, to the point that she was doing moves ahead of the class, and knew the knowledge of Konoha as well as the other alliances inside and out, but she couldn't fight worth nothing.
She sighed again, staring in morbid fascination at the fluid movements the students were throwing the kunai, noticing some errors and velocity differences. Her mother was shocked at her analytical and tactical skills that were advance as a chunin and almost jounin level.
The girl thought she heard her teacher mention something about going outside, the kids shouting in naïve glee. She hopped off her chair and scurried as well, bored from the history lesson she knew five times over.
Outside though was a different story. She didn't do much, since most of the kids won't go near her for some reason. The six year old couldn't understand why the adults whispered when they saw her and the kids ignored her as if she was a ghost. Everyone was playing together or training together except for her; sitting in the corner of the grounds.
She bit her lip as she used a jutsu to manipulate the sand in the sandbox. Wisps of hair fell into her face and she thought about cutting it. It was an odd color, the tone of a light rose and she asked her mom one time about it, to only be hushed into another subject.
A new girl was approaching her, she could feel her chakra signature, until she was hushed and pulled away by a group of children. The six year old could hear her confused voice, but not the other children so well.
"Toho, Saki, your parents are here to pick you up." A teacher was near her shouted, along with two other adults. They glanced at her and she could finally hear their voices.
"Hey isn't that…"
"Yes that's that monster's child."
Monster's child? The girl stopped, the sand falling still. She never heard that before.
"Mommy, why can't we go near her? She's so lonely!"
"…Because's she's that man's child."
The girl bit her lip, her breath coming out short and her chest aching for some reason. 'Man? Are they talking about daddy? But…'
She shook her head and focused again, changing the sand into a desert mouse. 'Who is my daddy?'
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The walk home was hard. Normally her mom would pick her up, but she had to work an extra shift at the hospital.
Her eyes were dull, a pale grey hue, and half mooned. She wanted to disappear; dragging her book-bag behind her. Her chest ached and she felt tired for some reason.
'Monster's child.'
Some of the people she past by were whispering again.
'It's that spawn of that man's child.'
'I feel so sorry for her mother…'
'You can't even become a genin, let alone a chunin, how pathetic.'
"Shut up." It was her inner talking now. It would drive her insane and point out all her flaws. She had enough to be a chunin and go on mission but…
'What's wrong with you? You can't even keep up with the rest of the class in running!'
'We practice this blocking technique a million times! Why can't you understand something so simple!!'
'You can't be a chunin, let alone a genin if you don't know basic combat!'
"SHUT UP!" She really wanted to disappear.
Part of her was grateful that she was at the front of her house, a small two flat. She opened the door with her key, not feeling any new energy or seeing any of the traps out of place.
Her mom wasn't home as usual, but she made two bentos for her daughter. There was a note saying that she should be back before dinner.
Throwing her book-bag on the sofa, she dragged her feet upstairs to her room. It wasn't like most little girl's rooms, cluttered and messy with various tools, scrolls, and medical herbs. She felt like the school wasn't challenging enough so she took matters into her own hands. There were books on advance levels, potions, and even poisons that she made in her spare time.
But the most obvious things that stood out were the wara-ningyo all over the place, in different shapes and sizes, alone with various other dolls. The girl picked up one in particular that looked like her with her name scribbled in a dark red marker.
Nezumi
"You don't hate me do you?" Nezumi whispered to the doll. "You don't think of me as a monster do you?" She hugged the hay doll and smiled, escaping to the safety of her mind.
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There; don't know if I should continue it. It's going to have some lemons as well as dark parts but meh…
If you hate it tell me, if you like it tell me.
Nezumi means mouse and it was hard to figure out what kind of name would even suit her…if you haven't figured out the connection you will soon enough.
Also I hate using word; it won't convert right sniff