A/N: Anyone else hate insomnia? I do! It is … 4:30 am right now and I am not tired in the least. I guess it's okay since I have written another story … sort of, but anywho, I have officially taken down Merely a Mirage. Why? It was discontinued and I didn't like having a un-finished story up. Now this story is a remake … of sorts … of Merely a Mirage. But this time it's less depressing! Yay, I don't like depressing … I just like dark colors! They are calming to me for some reason and I am blabbering! Gomen. Okay, so here is the deal. I know that I am writing another story write now, but this story came to me while I was thinking of what to do with my other one and I liked it! So yeah … this story isn't at all like Merely a Mirage really, but it shall take its place! I hope it's okay. The grammar may suck horribly, but it is 4:30 in the morning … sue me … Actually, please don't! I don't want to get sued! But, I hope it's okay! R&R&F please! Arigatou!
Disclaimer: F*** off! I don't own Naruto … sorry that was mean… ^-^
"Run away if you see me. Don't even say my name. Don't think that you know me. Don't try to play that game." – You all will find out at the end of the story. ^-^
A bed, a dresser, a desk, a bathroom, a window, a nightstand, and an exit are what I woke up to. I had made my room like that because of the plainness, the simplicity, and the space. I had re-done my whole room so everyone knew whose room it was. The bed sheets were black and red, the rug was red, the walls were black, and all my furniture was wood. I like the darker colors because of what it symbolized to me. Most people expect me to say death, to say hatred, to say misery, to say blood, and to say pain. I do not see what they see. I see the peace in the black, I see the life in the red, I see the warmth in the cold, and I see the numbness in the pain. I look at the world differently than others in many ways, but in most ways, the world and I see eye to eye. There is war brought upon by hatred, quarrels brought upon disagreements, the peace brought upon by love, and the death brought upon life. I am not a depressed person nor am I a pessimist. I only see what others do not. I see through the façade. Sometimes, yes, I do get caught up in what others want me to see, but most of the time I can surpass it. I am and ANBU. I kill who I am told to kill because my Kage says so. Do I mind? Maybe, but it is my duty. I do what I can to protect the people who live in the same village I do and to protect myself. Selfish? Maybe, but I do not care. I am not only a weapon, I am a person. Most people get that about shinobi, but there are those who do not think so. I do not get it; I don't get how people can be so heartless, so cruel, and so insufferable. I do not show emotion in the field while I am on a mission, but any good shinobi should do that. Being emotionless in the field is a skill that most cannot possess, but there are a certain few who can; I just happen to be able to because of my past. I have not nor will I ever stay in the past, my past is mostly forgotten, but there are some things that a person cannot rid from their memories. Seeing one's parents and clan die is hard and is something that cannot be forgotten, but seeing it made me stronger, who I am today.
I got out of my bed and took a quick shower. Once I was done and dried off. I put on my outfit. I had knee-high boots, a black skirt with the rims red and spandex underneath, a red shirt with a black crow on the back, a black, sleeveless cloak, my katana, my hitai-ate that went around my left arm, a red tie that went around my right arm to signify that I was ANBU that was below my black feather tattoo, and then there was my mask. My mask was black with red swirls and was a crow. My family's symbol was a crow. Once I was dressed, I looked into the mirror. I put my black hair into a high ponytail and saw my bright blue eyes in the mirror. I concentrated my chakra for a moment to my eyes and saw what every enemy feared. My kekkei genkai. My clan had always had the kekkei genkai, but only a few, talented shinobi could get their eyes to become black. Kuromerugan is my kekkei genkai. The Kuromerugan allows me to copy any jutsu besides other kekkei genkais, it also lets me know when there is a genjutsu around; I can't see through all of them, but most of them I can. Lastly, it allows me to see what my enemy's next moves are. It's like a movie in my eyes and it's perfect quality. I had fully mastered the Kuromerugan when I was ten years old by learning from myself. Of course others helped, but I liked to be by myself; not because was depressed all the time, but because it was easier for me to concentrate. My clan had always liked to do things themselves so they could be proud of themselves when they accomplished things. Now, it's only me. I am the last of my clan, the Karasu clan.
I, Mika Yomi, am an ANBU from the Mist village and I am sixteen years old, the last living person in the Karasu clan because someone decided to massacre my clan, to kill everyone they saw. I was spared. Why? Only the person who spared me knows. Would I figure out why I was spared? Hell yes. Even if I died trying.
Once I was done getting ready, I left my room and walked out into the halls the Mizukage's building. Once the Karasu clan was destroyed, she gave me a hand and let me stay in her building. I was very thankful and showed her so by training harder than anyone. My clan was massacred when I was eight years old and I had not yet mastered the Kuromerugan, thus rendering me useless. I tried though, kami, I tried. I fought until I couldn't see straight, until I was almost unconscious. But I was weak then, now I am not. I have been patient, willing myself not to go after who was responsible for my clan's massacre; I became stronger and stronger until I could not be any stronger, but now was the time. I would find out why I was spared and I would get revenge for my clan. And it would be slow and painful. I smirked at the thought of finally getting justice, but I was brought out of my thoughts by another ANBU walking toward me with a smile. I raised my eyebrow.
"I was looking for you Mika! What took you so long?" Takeo, one of my members on my ANBU team, asked me.
"A girl needs time to get ready. You should know this by now! How long have we been working together?" I asked walking with him toward the Mizukage's office.
"For about four years now … and yeah, yeah, I know! Anywho, the Mizukage would like to see us in her office."
"Really? She didn't mention a mission. Hmm … wonder why she hasn't told us?" I asked off –handily. Takeo shrugged as we decided to puff into the Mizukage's office instead of walk there. As soon as we puffed into her office, I noticed the other member of my team, for I was the captain and the youngest one. Takeo was twenty-two, and Nao, who was also twenty-two. Even though I was the only girl on the team, we worked well together. Nao had his ANBU uniform on and so did Takeo. I always wore mine just in case, but Nao and Takeo liked to be casual; them being all dressed up meant only one thing. We had a mission.
"I am glad you could make it Mika." Katsumi, the Mizukage, said smirking. Katsumi was always like a mother to me; she was a great Mizukage that tried to keep the war out and to keep the happiness in.
"What's up, Katsumi-sama?" I asked. She sighed and gave us each a scroll. I raised an eyebrow.
"The Akatsuki are up to no good again. They have been sighted by Konoha and they seem to be causing trouble. Since we have a new treaty between us, I made the decision to send reinforcements to lend them a hand." She said sipping her Chai tea. The Akatsuki … they only meant trouble. I glared at the scroll and Katsumi saw.
"Mika, don't go doing anything rash. We all hate them and wish they were captured. Now, you three will be working with one of Konoha's best ANBU team. They will meet you three at the northern gate and will give you all more details about what is going on there. Any questions?" She asked us.
"Why do we need to go to Konoha if they have good ANBU?" I asked. She nodded in understanding.
"Since we have had … issues in the past, I thought it would be a good opportunity to ease the tension between us." I nodded. Going to Konoha would be good for me, not only to be helpful, but also for my personal reasons. I smirked. It was perfect.
"How many Akatsuki have been spotted?" Takeo asked.
"At the moment, only two. We think that they are scouts and later the rest will come, but Tsunade-sama and I are not sure."
"Are you sure you aren't just sending us to Konoha to get your saki back?" Nao asked with a smirk. I smiled; Nao always knew how to make a situation less work – related. Katsumi glared.
"No! What in the world gave you that idea?" She asked standing up. As nice as Katsumi was, she could give one hell of a kick! Nao smirked and gave his scroll back.
"You gave me a letter to Tsunade-sama instead of the mission explaining how if you didn't get your saki back, you would go and get it yourself." He said with a smirk. Katsumi looked like she was about to blow up on Nao, so I stepped in.
"We should get going, it's a two day trip and we want to get there before anything happens." I said standing, making Katsumi stop her rampage. She nodded.
"Very well. Be careful you three and come back in one piece. Nao and Takeo, wait in the hallway while I talk to Mika here." They nodded and left, but not without giving me a look of 'have fun'. I glared, but then smiled. They were such guys.
"Mika, I need to know if you are ready for this. I can always-"
"I am ready. I have spent plenty of time waiting and gaining strength. I do not need to be held back." She sighed.
"I am not worried about your physical condition; I am worried about your mental condition. We still can't be sure who did it. All we know is the general location where the shinobi came from. You cannot and will not kill innocents." Katsumi said to me as she took another sip of her tea. I glared; she actually thought I was going to kill innocents?
"I will do no such thing. I will make sure that when I kill him, he is the right person." I said as I stood up to leave.
"Okay, but be careful." I nodded and left the office. Yes, I did not know who exactly killed my parents, but I had a general location of where he was. And I was heading my way there now. I smirked and Nao and Takeo looked at me like I was crazy.
"What did she want?" Nao asked.
"She told me not to overreact. I told her I would do no such thing." They both nodded and then we went our separate ways to pack out stuff. This was going to be an interesting mission, I could feel it.
Hmm ... I wonder who killed her clan? I wonder what the Akatsuki want? I wonder if you all like this story or not? ^-^ Wow, I am tired ... yet, I cannot sleep ... great, and I am dancing for a while today. That shall be fun, anywho, how was it? Good? Bad? Not as depressing? Okay, yeah, the whole massacre thing is sad, but it's not like everything is sad in this story and besides, Mika needed something to drive her! R&R&F please! ^-^