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EEEEP!

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This magical idea just popped into my head and distracted me! SO BLAME IT!

But that doesn't mean don't read it.

*Itachi disappears*

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Chapter one -Wanna be pacifists and Drama queens.

It was a hot sticky day as I walked through the dusty streets of Yugakure. It was bad enough for this place to always be humid, hints the nickname, Village Hidden in Hot Water. For it to be hot as well? This was pure torture. My hair stuck to my face from sweat, making it look an even darker shade of red. I was used to living in these types of conditions though, so being the smart cookie I am, I always kept my hair in a short stubby ponytail.

As I walked through the streets I kicked up rocks and dust with my sandals, making my feet somewhat dirty, my dark blue eyes scanned the road looking for something to entertain myself with. Realizing this would just be another boring day, I sighed and kicked a rock across the empty street. I didn't really have any friends when I was younger. All the girls would say I'm too boyish and they don't want anything to do with 'my kind'. On the other hand all the boys don't want to hang out with a girl, even though I was a rough little rebel like them.

My mother always had said just to be myself, and I think that just backfired in my face but it's too late to change now. My mother died when I was five, from a ninja accident. Let's just say some of the ninja in this village are not honorable. No one could prove a thing though. Because they are ninja, here for our protection and well being. They are the pride and glory of this village. We should respect them they say. We should be thankful they say. I say that's a load of bullshit. Can't say that around my uncle though, he would smack me like the jerk he is.

My father on the other hand, well I never met him. My mother always said that I got my strong headed attitude from him though. That and my red hair. He died before I was born, so I can't say I know the guy. He was killed by a bunch of bandits. Hints another reason to dislike ninja in this village, sometimes they really don't do their job. Not all of them are bad though. Some of them are respectful and put their lives on the line. Those are the ones I respect the most. Not the handful of them who are jerks.

Any who, enough with my boring little history lesson. My name is Aoisora, but I am just called Sora. If you call me by my full name I will skin you alive, cover you in honey, and feed you to the flies. We clear on that? Good. I am 15 years old and I live with my grandparents and my evil uncle.

I want to be a fully fledged ninja that children will look up too. One that will squash all those jerks who call themselves ninja. My dream is a very hard dream to reach for though. My uncle despises women and thinks they belong in the kitchen. Well he can go jump off a cliff for all I care. I'm going to become a ninja whether he likes it or not.

When I was little, I secretly trained behind his back. My one and only friend, Hidan, taught me all the basics while he was a ninja in training himself. Another reason my dream will be difficult is because I'm a pacifist. Yes I know, stop your confusion right there. I hate violence... there I said it. My mother despised violence and did everything in her power to influence others on her ways. Including me.

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Mine and Hidan's relationship has always been a rocky one. We would always drive each other crazy. He teased me for being what he called a 'wanna be pacifist'. I always teased him because he was so violent; this caused me to call him a 'drama queen.' We always stuck together though, he having my back, when I would have his. Even though we both hated having help with things.

I first met Hidan when I was 10, he was 12. I was walking down the path way to my ultra secret training spot when I heard voices. "What did you say to me punk?" an angry male growled from around the corner.

"I said, your blood needs to be spilled in a bloody massacre." Came a sarcastic boy's voice.

I raised my eyebrow, some guts this kid has. "You shouldn't speak that way to a ninja, yea brat!" came the angry growl again. My ear perked up at the word ninja. I then peeked around the corner to see a Yugakure ninja facing a young boy, around my age. The boy had silver hair and purple eyes. The oddest thing about him was he was grinning like a psycho.

I paid no attention to the boy though, I only wanted the ninja. Just as the jerk was about to strike the boy, I lashed out and took him by surprise. My little fist connected to the side of his face with a sickening crunch. An amused smile of excitement played across my face and I could practically feel the sparkle of electricity in my eyes.

The ninja dropped heavily to the ground snoring. Even though that hurt my hand like hell it was still totally worth it. As I stood there with victory looking down at the unconscious ninja I cradled my fist and spit at him. I was getting ready to walk off when I heard another pissed off person. "Hey, what the fuck!"

I turned my attention to the boy. He had an annoyed scowl on his face. Geez, what language. "Oh, didn't see you there." I said with a smirk.

"That guy was my kill. I had him. I didn't need some little princess bitch to come and save me." He yelled.

I clenched my fists and marched up to him. Even though he was taller than me, I still didn't back down. "Excuse you! I wouldn't even bother saving your worthless ass! He had a punchable face, so therefore, I punched it!" I yelled, getting angrier by the second.

The boy lashed out and picked me up from my collar. I thrashed around, hating how shorter I was to him. "Listen here bitch. I'm known as the violent type. I could kill you if I wanted and right now and I kind of do." He said with a menacing smile.

"Fine. Go ahead." I demanded, feeling myself get hot with anger. His steady scowl faltered with confusion and surprise for a moment before he said, "There can only be one violent person in this town, and that is me." He flung me across the street and I landed with a skid.

I picked myself up off the ground and marched over to him again. "What is your problem bucko? Who said I was competing with you for whose-the-most-violent competition? I am a pacifist you jerk!" I shouted while flicking him in the forehead.

He looked dumbfounded before he broke into fits of laughter. "You? A Pacifist?" he yelled before breaking into laughter again.

"Yeah you ditz. I hate violence." I explained.

"Well you fail. Seeing how you just knocked out a ninja." He said still holding back his laughter.

"Like I said punchable face. Just wait tell you see one, it will be hard to resist." I mumbled. The passed out ninja started to stir on the ground. "Ya want some more?" I screeched while lunging over at him.

My lunge was stopped in midair by a hand who wrapped around my waist. "Shut up you dumb bitch! You were only lucky the first time! This time he's gonna kill you!" the boy said annoyed.

"Then why were you picking a fight with him when you knew he was stronger?" I yelled struggling to get out of his grasp.

"I was bored." He answered lazily.

The ninja on the ground moaned while sitting up, that's when the boy bolted. Once we were a decent distance he dropped me on the ground. "Man I hate running away from a fight." He grumbled.

"Agreed." I muttered.

"Names Hidan." The boy, Hidan said, jabbing his thumb at himself.

"Sora." I replied.

"Pacifist? Really?" he said, laughing again. I punched him in the arm and growled. He held up his hands, "Geez someone is a bit touchy." He said with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes and started walking. He followed behind and it suddenly hit me. I knew who this kid is. My uncle talked about him all the time, saying he was a violent punk who needed to be arrested. My grandmother always argued with him, saying Hidan was always lonely, and had nothing better to do. I was a lonely kid too. I knew what that felt like.

I turned to see him startled at my sudden halt. "Yea wanna come train with me?" I asked, hiding my hopefulness. He looked shocked for a second, and then smiled.

"A pacifist training to be a ninja, now that's hilarious." He smirked. I growled and spun on my heel, trailing off. "Wait!" he yelled behind me, clamping his hand down on my shoulder.

"I was only teasing, damn. Now where are we training at so I can kick your ass?" He asked.

I gave him a sly smile. "In your dreams bitch. Follow me."

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Sora- age 15

Hidan- age17

I was on my way towards me and Hidan's hiding spot when I noticed a bunch of the villagers whispering and gossiping. Lately I have seen a lot of hush talking so I decided to go investigate. "What's going on?" I asked them curiously. They all looked up with furrowed brows and frowned.

"Seems Yugakure is turning into some tourist site." One of the old ladies whispered.

"What?" I said stunned, not believing what I heard.

"That's the truth." Another said.

I walked away from the group shocked. Yugakure can't become a tourist site! What about the ninjas? I hate them to death, but without the good ones this village will be like a target for bandits and enemies. We would have no protection! They can't do this!

I calmed myself down before heading off again. They are just old ladies; they have no idea what they are talking about.

As I entered me and Hidan's little spot outside of town, I seen him lounged out on a rock. "Hey ugly." I called as I approached. He glanced my way, a frown playing on his face.

"Took ya long enough, damn." He mumbled grumpily.

I smiled a cheesy grin and he seemed to ignore me. Looks like someone was in a sour mood. "Hey what's wrong with you drama queen?" I asked while poking him. He smacked my hand away and gritted his teeth. "Did you hear? This fucking place is becoming a tourist attraction." He spat, sounding disgusted.

"I know. I heard a bunch of old geezers talking about it earlier. It must be a rumor, it has to be." I said frowning.

"No. It's not a fucking rumor." He said infuriated.

I looked down at my feet not knowing what to say. All of a sudden Hidan whipped his hand out and punched a tree, causing a branch to break in half.

"Geez calm down Princess!" I yelled at him.

His head whipped around to mine. "This is fucking bullshit. I'm going to do something about this." Hidan said with a scary smile.

"What do you think you're going to do?" I asked, my eyebrow rose. He strode over to me, making me shrink a little, I clenched my fists. "The village's ninja that reside here are meant to kill. Not give out tours." He said anger filling his eyes.

I studied his furious face for a second before muttering, "Just don't do anything stupid." Then we carried on with our training. I couldn't help a little feeling in the bottom of my stomach that Hidan was going to do something stupid, and that it was going to effect me. I pushed that thought aside though, focusing on our little brawl.

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It wasn't the terrified screams that woke me up from my slumber. It was Hidan's maniac laughter that caused me to bolt up in my bed. I instantly grabbed my secret ninja bag that hidan gave me long ago. I didnt bother to get changed out of my sleepwear. I rushed out my door to see people running in the opposite direction. I couldn't see anything so I jumped up on my roof.

My breath caught in my chest at what I saw. Hidan was furiously slaughtering people, smiling and shrieking with laughter. That crazy drama queen! I specifically told him not to do anything stupid! I started running in his direction dodging all the people running around.

"Hidan!" I shrieked once I was in hearing distance. His head snapped up and our eyes met. I was breathing heavy, with confusion in my eyes. The corners of his lips pulled up into a wide grin and he continued with being a psycho.

"You damn baka! Stop!" I yelled charging at him. He whipped around and blocked my attack pushing me backwards. "Stay out of this. I don't need your help." He growled.

"Help? You think I'm here to help you!" I yelled. "I came here to stop your dumb ass!"

He frowned. "Oh yeah, just go ahead and stop me." He spat before turning around.

I growled and lunged for his back, clinging on as tight as I could. He finally slammed my body against a house and I flew off hitting the ground with a thud. I coughed a couple times trying to get the air back into my lungs. He walked over towards me and picked me up by my hair. "Hidan! Ahhrgh put me down!" I cried, clawing at his hands.

He threw me against the wall and pinned me there, his hand squeezing my airway. "Ninjas are supposed to kill." He said in an icy voice.

I was gasping for air, struggling to get his hand off my throat. "Hi-dan!" I choked out. The corners of my vision were getting fuzzy with blackness. My head and lungs felt like they were going to explode. He leaned down to me and I felt his lips barely whisper against my ear, "Good bye Sora, ya wanna be pacifist." The last thing I saw before I blacked out was Hidan's crazy psychotic grin.

That's the last time I saw him…

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