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So a good friend of mine and i decided we are going to co-write a fanfic. The two OCs in it, Nashiki and Okamiko, are based off of her and me. Her character is pretty much like her, but mine is a bit different. But still based off us.
AAAAAAAAAAAAnyways, we'll be posting this story on BOTH of our fanfics...
The timing of the plot is RIGHT AFTER Naruto gets back from his few years of training with Jiraiya. Like, let's say.... the DAY after he gets back.
Includes sasuke, itachi, all of Konoha.......
-And of course the words and sentences that are in Italic are flashbacks!-
Please R&R
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~Okamiko POV~
I remember the first time I breathed. I remember how that was the first thing that I did, open my mouth and suck in as much air as I possibly could. I remember how salty the air tasted, how cold it felt running in through my mouth and into my lungs.
That was the first thing I'd done once outside of the test tube.
My eyes had already been open while I was inside. Though, according to Orochimaru it wasn't normal for one to open their eyes while inside a test tube, that is what I did the first day my eyes were completely devoloped.
I remember how odd it felt to feel. I mean to really feel.
Not just physical things, like training too hard or getting a papercut(1). But the emotional extravaganza of it all. The realizing I was nothing more than a stupid experiment that just happened to go right (for the most part). The realizing I was nothing more than a couple of ninja put together.
The realizing I had no family, heritage, or connections to anyone besides Orochimaru. Not that I really had a connection with him. I knew that when my time was up, I'd be killed... or worse, pushed to the side.
"Okamiko," Orochimaru said as he slithered into my room. I didn't turn over to look at him, didn't acknoweledge that he was acknoweledging me. "Okamiko, it's almost time for your training. Today, you will be facing against one of my stronger men."
I lifted a hand up to my face, stopping when I felt the damp streaks.
I don't know why this happens to me, what I've heard is called crying. I mean, being made from other people's DNA, I already knew everything when I was "born". But just because I knew it, I still didn't understand it.
People cry when they're sad.
I'm sad?
Why do I even know what sad is? Why am I allowed to feel these emotions when I wasn't created like most others...? I was created by the hands of Orochimaru, and a little help from two different ninja's DNA.
Orochimaru coughed, purposefully to get my attention.
I didn't answer, yet again. I had nothing to say. He wanted to make me stronger for his sake. Where does that get me?
Suddenly I felt a tug at my hair and soon found myself on the floor. His white face was not inches from mine, a wicked sound coming from the back of his throat.
"I do not appreciate your lack of respect," he spat and threw the part of me he was holding down the to floor.
My head hit the cement hard and everything became fuzzy. When it was all clear again, Kabuto was over me, his hands holding my head up off the ground. I stared into his dull eyes, wondering if he too felt this uneasy emptiness?
"You lost a lot of blood," Kabuto remarked dryly, "I've been here nearly an hour trying to wake you up. You ought to be more careful."
"Care...ful?" I asked, complete confusion written all over my face.
"Tripping over your feet is a pitiful way to die."
I stared at him, the tears flowing freely down my face. I didn't ever sob when I cried, didn't ever show much emotion during the time I cried.
It just happened.
He looked worried and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"No," I said, looking away from him, over to the corner where all the viles and files were kept, "No, I can't feel it at all."
Waking up, I realized where I was.
I was in the middle of the forest. A very dark forest. Fairly far away from him.
I must've slept through the day. That happens at times... I will fall asleep and not wake up maybe for a few days.
It was one side effect of being an experiment.
Then again, at other times I wouldn't sleep at all.
"Hey, I was wonderin' when you were gonna wake up!" I turned sharply around to find a thin, blonde ninja standing in front of me.
She had deep blue eyes, long blonde bangs with her hair cut short in the back... it looked familiar.... She wore an orange tank top and a black skirt, which had a slit up the side to her high thigh. She had black gloves on and black wrist guards, along with black sandals and shin gaurds. The most curious thing about her was that she was wearing a purple rope around her waist... like me.
"Woah- you're eyes!" she cried, pulling me closer to look at them.
"Er... escuse m-me?"
"Well, one's all black and one's all white! You have two different eyes!"
"... You don't even know the half of it..." I sighed, catching a glimpse of her shoulders.
She laughed at me, her cheeks having faint sign of whisker marks.
"Y-your arms," I stuttered, trying to make sense of it all.
"Hm? What about it?" she looked down at arms, checking them out.
"The... the marks on your shoulders...."
"Oooooh..." her eyes suddenly became a colder, almost gray, color. "Yes. That bastard carved them into me. Just like with you, right?"
My eyes opened wide, confused.
"You know me?"
"Weeeeell, not technically.... But I snuck through some of Orochimaru's files and... well, there you were! The only other experiment that was successful, I believe!"
I stared at her, my mouth hanging open. She... was also an experiment? She was... Just. Like. Me?
"Oh~ you're probably wondering how I knew you were here," she laughed a maniacal laugh, "God this is such a loooong story..."
She sighed and I stared at her, unbelievably confused.
"Well, I had been searching for you in the rooms. You see, I reeeeeeally wanted to talk to you. Ya know, find out if it was the same... disgusting experience for you. See if you know who you were 'made' from. SOOOOO I was searching, and I heard yelling. Reeeeeally loud yelling. I discovered as I got closer it was, in fact, Orochimaru going off about someone escaped!"
Yeah, I figured that.
"So as soon as I heard you'd escaped-- weeeell, i'd just ASSUMED it was you... it sounded like he was talking about you... So as soon as I heard, I ran for the exit, activatin' my sharingan to make sure that no one was following me thus far."
"Sh-sharingan?!" I cried, a bit louder than I'd expected. It surprised even me.
"Well, yeah. You see, I guess one of the ninja's DNA that he gave me was an Uchiha.... Do you know about the Uchihas?"
"Well, I-"
Suddenly a sharp pain filled my head. I kneeled to the ground, clutching my head in my hands.
Flashes started filling my sight, even with my eyes closed.
Blood... So much blood...
"Brother!" a cry came, was it from me? "Brother something's happe-"
The older boy walked into the little bit of moonlight shining in through the window. He had a sword on his back and was in all black clothing, which looked surprisingly damp.
His face had blood splattered on it, his eyes glowing red.
That scream. That agonizing scream that I always woke up screaming along with.
It was... me?
Two bodies lay, dead.
"Mother! Fa-father!"
My vision turned away, and yet the older boy was standing there still. He wouldn't leave my sight.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH," I screamed as I felt my body shake. I opened my eyes only to find this blonde girl in front of me once again, shaking me, trying to get my attention.
"W-w-what j-just happened...?" she finally asked after I had been quiet for a few moments, looking into her eyes.
"I... don't know."
"L-look, I didn't mean to-"
"N-no. It wasn't you... I just... suddenly had this awful vision..."
She gasped, clutching me closer.
It freaked me out a bit, but there wasn't much I could do. This girl had a death grip on me.
"Was it the one with screaming?" she asked, her voice sounding a lot more angst-filled than it had two seconds ago.
"The s-screaming..." I repeated, "And the bloo-"
"Shh," she said, holding a finger to my lips. Her eyes suddenly changed into the Sharingan, a weird blue in the mix instead of black, and she looked completely full of hate.
"Let's not... let's not talk about it," her voice was almost a whisper.
I nodded, almost glad she didn't want to know. Though, it seemed she already did.
"So then... you know about the Uchihas?" she asked, her eyes back to blue, her voice back to its fairly high-pitched tone.
"Yeah..." I said, "I mean... I do. But I don't know how I know."
"Yeah, but I know," she said, her eyes glittering.
"Er... really?"
She looked very content, yet disturbed at the same time.
"What, you haven't ever wondered just WHO Orochimaru decided to make us out of?"
"No... not really," I said, my head still hurting from the screams.
"Oh, seriously?! He would only try to create a human out of probably the BEST ninja, right?"
"Er.. yeah, that makes sense."
"And the Uchiha's are one of the most WELL KNOWN ninja... EVER!" she exclaimed, as though she were a genius.
"So you think...?"
"Oh, c'mon! You have the UCHIHA crest CARVED into your left shoulder also, do you not?"
I looked down and realized she was right. I'd never connected the dots before, but that made sense. He gave us the marks of who we were made out of...
"But then..." I looked at my other shoulder, the symbol doing a curly thing. She had one on her other shoulder that was similar, but totally different at the same time. "Who...?"
She shrugged, running her finger over the mark on my right shoulder.
"What do you want to bet he took the DNA from Sasuke?" she said, her eyes opening wide in... excitement?
"Er.. so?"
"Well, come ON," she said, like I was stupid, "Sasuke is like his most FAVORITE pupil~ EVER!"
"Was Sasuke the o-one who... killed..." I wasn't sure how to put this.
"Wha~ NO! HA! Saaaaasuke didn't kill his clan. That was his brother, silly!"
"His brother..." I repeated, easily able to see his face on the man from that vision I'd had.
"So then... we saw th-"
"SH!" she said, "Yes, we saw what happened. But talking about it isn't gonna help!"
I stared at her uncertainly.
"How, though?"
"Hooooow what?" she asked dumbly.
"How," I sighed, "come we have those... memories, or whatever... when we're... we're just experiments...?"
A smirk slowly spread across her face.
"Well, that's why I said I think we were both taken from Sasuke's DNA. He was the ONLY remaining clan member left. And he wants reveeeeeenge."
"Revenge...?"
"Well, YEAH! His brother KILLED his family! Wouldn't you want revenge TOO?"
"Er... no, I think I'd hide where I know the brother would never find me."
She laughed, apparently thinking what I said was hilarious.
"Well, that is another reason we CANNOT let ANYONE know about these... vision-memory things... OKAY? Because if it leaked to Itachi... He just MIGHT come after us. Plus, Orochimaru would want us back for more experiments," her eyes turned to sharingan again, and the whisker marks looked deeper than they had a second ago. She calmed down quickly though, and said, "It would just be BAD, 'kay?"
Once again, I nodded.
"Oh-" she said, suddenly examining my eyes again. "Does that mean you have the Sharingan TOO?"
"Oh, well... yes, in one eye," I said, activating both of my eyes, "My other eye, I have something... er I believe it's called-"
"Byakugan!" she cried, "That's like... the Unlimited Eye..."
"Er... what?"
"Well, it's said that the sharingan developed from the byakugan. Therefore, it's not quite the same. Like, the sharingan can copy any techinique, or see through any illusion, while the byakugan can see EVERYTHING. Someone's chakra, see through the walls surrounding them... and on and on...!"
"Right..." I muttered, wondering how she knew all this. I knew it to some extent, but she acted like she'd studied it or something.
"And you have both..." she said, her voice filled with awe. "OH! Does that mean you can use Jyuuken? And uh... what's it... Rotation?"
"Well, yeah, he taught me those first. Then, ya know, wanted to increase my training. Wanted to push me past the limit that any normal byakugan or sharingan user could go."
"You know... in a very sadist way, that makes sense..."
"Yeah, that's..." I shivered, "He must've rubbed off on us a little..."
She made a very grotesque noise, and started laughing.
"So... how do we get awat from Oro-sama?" I asked, tentitavely.
"Well, first you can stop calling him "sama". He's of no importance to us now!" she took my hand and pulled me up, "Let's just keep going as far from Orochimaru as possible!"
I grimaced, my head still throbbing a bit. I reactivated my byakugan, but let my left eye stay normal. The sharingan really took a toll on my eyesight after how long Orochimaru had made me train and use it. The byakugan didn't seem to take as much of a toll, but I had the impression I was slowly going blind in both eyes. But, even if I went blind, the byakugan still seemed to work perfectly.
She smiled a freakishly happy smile and said, "I'm Nashiki, by the way!"
"Er... I'm Okamiko."
"Yeah, I know," she said, "I read you're file, remember?"
She laughed and grabbed my hand, pulling me forward.
"We'd better get going~!" she said and pulled me off through the forest.
1- I hate papercuts! GOD THEY STING!!!!!
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