Hey this is a story of mine that I worked on pretty hard and my first story so please don't judge to harshly.


Inya Azai, a young four year-old living in the old Mist village of Furusato was playing in her playpen as she suddenly heard screams from her kitchen. A traveling shaman who had recently taken refuge at her home, and recognized the scar under her eye as the seal for the missing demon Kawari. Her father and mother ran into the room and looked down on her disgusted. Inya being young had no idea what was going on as her father lifted her from her playpen. Her mother had wrapped up the family katana; put it in a bag with food, clothes, and a small pouch of yen.

Even with a demon in their daughter they could not bring themselves to kill her. So they knocked her out and left her by a river about 7 miles away from the village. With only the pack they had given her. They left quickly and never once looked back at their four year-old. As the small girl awoke she cried loudly not knowing where she was.

Within a few minutes though a young man had heard her cries and had quickly run to see what was wrong. His name was Jizouson.

He asked in a sincere voice as he kneeled down to her height, "What's wrong little one?"

"I don't know where I am!" Inya said through her sobs, "I was pwaying in my pway pen when daddy picked me up and that's awl I wemember!" She began to cry harder.

Jizouson scooped her up and rocked her gently as he looked at the surroundings there was but a lonely pack by the river. Inya had already cried herself to sleep, so he picked up the pack and proceeded to go back to his hut. Now his hut was nothing special on the outside, but that was only because he had cleverly hidden it with genjutsu. Jizouson was a missing Nin from the mist, he ran when he was ordered to slaughter a village. He now lived on the border of the mist just in case he would need to run.

Jizouson had incredible stamina for jutsu and about five years ago when he had come to the mist he had already learned many different elemental jutsu. His most powerful being sansai no-jutsu, it gave him some power over the three calamities: fire, flood, and storm.

As he approached a dog ran up to the gate and started barking madly.

Jizouson swore loudly. "Damn it Kyouken! Be quiet!"

The dog called Kyouken easily recognized his owner and calmed down. He pranced over to Jizouson and nuzzled his leg. Jizouson smiled and sighed. This dog was the only person he allowed affection from but that would soon change.

Rain started to come down as Jizouson entered his hut... well umm... not really a hut now... now it had the appearance of a mansion. Jizouson opened the door to the nearest bedroom and laid the small, shivering form of the 4 year-old Inya onto the bed and wrapped her in a warm blanket. Quickly her face of distraught and sadness changed to one of acute happiness and security. Jizouson smiled at this and he stroked her hair lightly as he himself fell asleep.

The four year-old woke up with a start and looked around. As she saw Jizouson she remembered he had helped her yesterday. She got up from the bed. With some difficultly being so small and this being a king sized bed. She walked over to where Jizouson had slept on the floor, and sat down quietly, smiling and waiting for him to wake.

Jizouson had sensed someone walking towards him and clenched a kunai in his hand ready to kill if needed. He had sensed them come closer and quickly put the kunai to the person's neck, but quickly dropped it when he had saw who it was.

Tears welled up in the young girl's eyes as she had felt the intent to harm from him as cold steel pressed against her throat. When he had put it away she began to cry.

"I'm sorry mister!! I'm really, really sorry!"

Jizouson felt horrible at what he had just done. He had attacked a small young girl and caused her to think she had done something wrong. When it was really himself that was at fault. He sat up and then scooped her crying, trembling form and held her as a father would their first born child. After gently rocking her and announcing it was not her fault she had calmed down considerably and began to question him.

"Whas your name mister?"

"My name's Jizouson."

"That's a stwange name mister."

"Well, what's yours little one?"

"Azai, Inya." Inya stated with simple childhood pride.

Inya added, "And I'm not little! I'm this many!" Inya held up four fingers. Jizouson chuckled. He loved Inya's antics yet he barely knew the girl. Inya pouted when he had chuckled she wanted to know what was so funny!

"Jiza- no wait. Jozi- no that's not it! ..."

Jizouson chuckled again at her efforts, "Inya you can call me Jizo. Kay?"

Inya nodded happily. It was much easier for her to say Jizo, than Jizouson. She suddenly remembered her parents.

"Jizo nii-chan? Where's tou-san and kaa-san?"

Jizouson was so shocked at what she had called him he didn't hear the rest. He didn't expect a child he had just met to call him older brother, let alone nii-chan. He had to make sure this was not a joke.

"Why'd you call me nii-chan?"

"Cause I like you you're nice and you made me fewl better when I cwied." Inya said as if it was the simplest thing in the world. Jizouson smiled and held her closer. Inya smiled feeling loved.

"Now. Where's tou-san and kaa-san?"

Jizouson frowned he had since thought of why she was probably left by the river. She was abandoned by her parents. The very thought sickened him. A pair of indignant idiots that left a young girl to die in the wilderness.

"Tou-san and kaa-san left you alone."

Inya cocked her head not understanding, "What do you mean Jizo nii-san?"

With a heavy heart he explained abandonment to a small four year-old. When he finished up he waited for her reaction. From what he could see she just had an emotionless mask on. For the next minute there was an intense silence. Then tears welled up in her eyes she buried her head in to his chest and wailed loudly. He sat there comforting her for the next half hour until she calmed down.

"Imouto?" Jizouson asked in a quiet voice.

"Yes nii-chan?" Inya responded smiling weakly at being called little sister.

"Do you want to stay here?"

Inya nodded slowly at first then started nodding furiously at his question, "yes nii-chan I want to stay!"

Jizouson smiled, "well since your staying I'm gonna teach you some things ok?"

"Yes nii-chan." Inya said in a playful army sergeant way. Jizouson smiled more and stood up carrying her.

"I'm going to show you around the house now. I don't want you to get lost." Jizouson gave her a quick smile and showed her bathrooms, the kitchen, his bedroom, the library, where Kyouken slept, and then they finally came to his training room. Jizouson opened the door and Inya wriggled out of his grip and jumped down. She gawked in awe at all the weapons in the room and could only say one word.

"Shiny!"

Jizouson laughed at how a small child would be amazed at weapons that would make grown men cower in fear.

He straightened up, "this will be where we will train."

Inya nodded and just wandered around the room. Jizouson saw a fire in her eyes.

'Hmm... Having her around will be interesting."


The end of the first chapter, now don't be used to the happiness, she is going to be a tortured soul soon enough.