Grey shades of life
By Charmed Wolf
Disclaimer is that I don't own Rurouni Kenshin or Naruto…sorry…
Normalcy.
Hello, my name is Shinomori Aoshi; I'm the okashira of the Oniwabanshu, or at least I thought I was of the Oniwabanshu. That's was when I found out I wasn't, I was born in a village call Konohagakure 15 years ago. "Aoshi, with that, you one of the best at this academy," Iruka had told me, I already knew I was after growing up with Uchiha Sasuke. Both Sasuke and I got up at 5:00 am to train together; it was know that he and I would be good friends. "I really didn't expect us to become friends," I said to Sasuke, he just nodded as we both sat down to rest.
I knew that Sasuke didn't expect it at all as well as other people around us, and that went double for Haruno Sakura. 'I always expected Aoshi and Sasuke to hate each, but instead they became more like brothers,' Iruka thought to himself, he knew that Sasuke and I understood feelings after we both had gone through similar tragedies.
Even the jounin teacher we had was surprised to see us as brothers, Kakashi was a little worried about me, since he knew my parents quite well. "Kakashi, maybe you should talk to Aoshi a bit," Iruka said thinking I had been from an advanced bloodline, and actually like Sasuke, I was from advanced bloodline. I knew that Sasuke could use the Sharingan; my family's power was of impenetrable wall of ice. "Iruka-san, it's evident that Aoshi, too like Sasuke, is from an advanced bloodline," Kakashi said with one of the laziest looks, and yet he was right all along.
Kakashi had known my father quite well since they trained together with Sasuke's father, now whose name is enshrined on the memorial stone near where we once trained. 'Maybe I should ask the Hokage to teach Aoshi,' Kakashi thought when he looked right at me; it doesn't bother me thought if I did become Hokage.
My guess would be that the Hokage was going to do so for Kakashi-sensei, I didn't know that I had the potential to become Hokage. "Aoshi-kun, you are Hiro's son," my great uncle said to me, it's that I hadn't been told that I had been from an advanced bloodline. My parents should have told me from the start and it wasn't fair to me, my father had been good friends with Sasuke's father and they tried to protect each other, no, they were like brothers when my grandfather told my father to come to what is my home. "Great uncle, there is something different with me that I don't know about," I said trying to hold on to my great uncle's clothes, he just carefully disengages my hand and looked at my face.
He thought he saw my father in that look, I know I was only 8 then and should have known to ask an elder of the Shinomori family. "You're not ready to know what kind of your family holds," My great uncle said to me, that I knew I should wait until I'm old enough to understand the power.
"HIRO!" Kyoshi yelled for my father, Hiro looked at my grandfather for awhile.
Hiro was only17 when he and my mother left Kyoto, which was when my grandfather was killed by our rivals. "Hiro, I want you and Katsuyumi to get away from here," Kyoshi told Hiro; my father understood that my grandfather wanted him to run.
Hiro went to his room to pack only what he needed for the long trip to Konoha, Katsuyumi wanted to stop to rest once out of Kyoto. If I knew my father, he wouldn't stop until he reached his destination, which happened to be Konohagakure.
My father needed to be out of Kyoto as fast as he could to escape his rival, he wanted his bride and unborn child to be safe too from the rivals that threatened the Shinomori family.
The only thing he took was his clothes and his weighted serrated chain and some kunai and shuriken to keep anyone at bay, my mother knew my father was worried that the rivals could catch up with him over time. "Hiro, we have to rest," Katsuyumi said to my father, Hiro found a lake near by way outside of Kyoto to rest for awhile. Before long, my parents were traveling again, to the gates of Konoha, like my father wanted. "Hiro!" my mother shrieked when my father passed out, the guards at the gate heard her shrieking and came running to investigate what was going on.
They found Hiro, my father, lying on the ground unconscious from exhaustion, he and my mother was traveling for 2 days straight without a rest. "We'll let you 2 in since this is a serious situation," one of the gate guards said, as promised, my parents were led in to the village of the leaf.
Hiro was taken to the Konoha Hospital to recover, Katsuyumi knew they were going to need a place to live in until they get settled in. "Katsuyumi?" Hiro asked, it was then that Sasuke's father came into the room. My father couldn't understand what was going on; Uchiha Fugaku worked as the head of the Konoha Keimu Butai. 'This is what I don't need,' Hiro thought as he looked to the window, but Fugaku needed to find out where my father is from and why his was here. Just a sigh came from my father; he was worried that he was in trouble with law here.
"All I need is your name and where you're from," Fugaku said to my father, so my father had no reason to lie to Sasuke's father. It was hard on my father to tell the truth, so he took a chance at it and just said his name. "It's Shinomori Hiro and I'm from Kyoto," my father sighed, but continued on with what he was saying, "Katsuyumi and I fled Kyoto because my family is in the middle of a very serious rivalry, for as I know, my father could be dead now from this rivalry."
Fugaku confirmed what my father had said as true, a few weeks later my parents were married and settled into Konohagakure. Then a month later, I was born in Konoha, I was given the name of 'Aoshi' after I was presented to my parents, and I will be the only child that my parents ever had.
This is not my diary entry; this is my life's story of how I came to be and where I'm from. "Aoshi, you should never forget what happened to your parents," I knew my old ninja academy teacher, Iruka, was right, I never for got it. It still made me upset every time I think about it, then I met Sasuke when I was 8 years old, he and I became good friends. "Sasuke! Misao! It's time to go!" I yelled, well, it's time for the Jounin Exams and I will continue this story on.
"Aoshi, you're not seriously thinking on taking the Jounin Exams, are you?" My great uncle Sokiya asked me, I just nodded at the dinner table. I was going to reach the rank of Jounin like my parents were after they were settled here in Konoha; I wanted to make my great uncle proud of me as he was with my father. "Uncle, what can I say?" I asked, of course I already knew the answer.
I got up to go train in the training hall to start getting ready for the biggest day of my life, knowing how bleak and grey it may seem, I was destined to be a ninja. "Aoshi-kun, do you mind I join you in training? A voice asked from behind me, I turned to see it was Misao.
I told her that she could at any time she wanted to, I didn't mind her company then and I now wish she didn't die later in years. "Yes, Misao-chan, you may join me in train," I told Misao, I secretly had loved her company and I hadn't told her so. I now wish I had did tell her, but now it's not the time for regrets of what I should have done and yes, I do miss Misao greatly.
And yet I'm only 15 years old going to be Jounin soon, I have written so many thoughts into my diary to keep myself from killing myself. 'It's how I feel after my parent died, it filled me with rage and pain of loss; I only could cry out in rage. I felt arms lift me up to carry me away from the scene of my parents' death; I yet stand at the memorial stone with my parents' names on the stone now, it makes me upset and wish to join them in the Heavens as a family again. My great uncle had told the Hokage that he'd care for me, and so he has these years and he gotten older now.'
I have more thoughts like this one in my diary, and they gave me such shame if someone was to pick up and read my thoughts. 'How shame full these thoughts are, I wish for no one to read this diary because of the shame; not even Misao because I don't want to have her worrying about me. But she worries about me anyway, I'm afraid that it will be her undoing; if I to see another death and I bring harm to myself. Who will stop me?'
"Aoshi-kun, I like training with you," Misao smiled all so bright as she always does, then last week I had been caught in another Uchiha argument of who wore the pink underwear. No one asked about that one since it was too weird, not even Misao asked me because she'd be laughing so hard about it.
I can only remember the talks with Itachi-sensei about various things, most of it was about my great uncle's failing health, but that was to be expected of old age. 'Now it's gotten worse because I don't want to face my uncle, my great uncle has gotten seriously sick and made me worry about what I had left; I only got hit when I tried to tell the truth. I tell you that that my uncle didn't care what I did; I knew my aunt was trying in her power to help me, even she went to the Hokage to have my uncle arrested for the abuse I was given as a kid growing up.'
This is only the first of my life's story, and I would love to tell you more of my tragic tale, but I must go now and rest and be back tomorrow night to finish my story.
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