Yuki felt her blood run cold as she stared at the lifeless corpse of her parents, she could barely make out the bodies, none the less there faces. Covered in burns from head to toe they looked like peachy pieces of coal. Suki was lying a couple feet away, knocked out with a large gash in her forehead. Yuki stared around at the ruins she called her home, fire burned around there bodies and smoke filled the air and their lungs. She felt like screaming, curling up into a little ball and screaming her heart out. But she couldn't. Not here and especially not now. She had to get Suki out of the flames and to safety, Suki was all she had left and she would be damned if she let her die too. Yuki pushed herself off the floor and into a kneeling position before crawling over to Suki. Suki was her best friend since she could remember, and that was barely at the age of four. She remembered almost all their memories clear as day, strangely at this moment. Maybe it was a sign, a warning not to let her die. She let out a small noise of pain as she pulled Suki on to her back, a back with burns and bruises. Maybe it was the adrenaline pumping through her veins. It had to be, there was no other way to explain how she could possibly walk with a girl who weighed almost her own weight out of a smoldering, smoke filled burning building. She questioned how she could even walk herself at this moment. She thanked god though, that she was only on the first floor of her house. She doubted her ability to walk down a flight of stairs. Stairs that would probably collapse from the way it was burning up with the flames, she felt like her body was in auto-pilot, her feet moved on their own. The only thought was safety for the two girls; she needed to get out of here.

She finally saw the door in her line of vision and made it to the piece of burning wood in less than a few steps. She let out a scream of pain and a warning to people outside the door, the firefighters and the civilians watching that she was coming out, she ran at the door then and threw all her weight onto the rickety piece of what used to be a door. She felt her body weight make the burning wood break into different pieces; She let out her own silent scream as the pain set in like a crackling whip. So quick yet so painful, Her already mangled body felt more pain as she landed on her side and rolled with Suki a couple times until she stopped on her back. Her hand held Suki's as she stared up at the darkened and starry night. Her only thought was jumbled and her vision blurred as she saw the firefighters gather around her and Suki. She then finally closed her eyes. Only praying for the best and the unconscious and painless part of her mind took her.

In Ame, there is a small hospital that was run by a loving couple with one Daughter. They were a happy family in the view of others, and an even happier family privately. They owned a large house that could have been called a small mansion, they certainly had the money to. They had two dogs and three cats living under there roof as loving pets of the family and everything else they ever needed. The perfect family, that was what you could`ve called them, everyone would have agreed. Though, that family image was quickly torn apart and burned to flames, quite literally. The death of Hizashi and Midori Hyuuga were announced on January Fourteenth. Notably two days after their daughter, Yukiko Hyuuga`s Sixteenth birthday. Yukiko was known to be hospitalized with her friend, Suki Uchiha. Suki is part of the world known family, Uchiha. A name that any proud family should know, one of the richest clans around the world with enough power to influence almost anything, Suki is known as a distant cousin of Yukiko, or so was discovered as she was hospitalized. The unknown daughter of an Uchiha, an orphaned girl of one of the richest families around the world. We can only imagine the fate that awaits them.

Suki Uchiha was never one to be timid or shy, but when she heard the most recent news she felt like crawling under a rock and never coming out. She would`ve been content with pulling her best friend, Yuki along to live with her under a rock. And they would start the very first under a rock living family. She would`ve been perfectly fine with it. Really. But of course, the gods worked against her. The news that made feel like shitting a brick was the fact that her parents, her real, biological parents were coming, to Ame, to AME. There reason? They were going to pluck her out of her life in Ame and drag her back to Konohagakure. And they were going to do it with her kicking and screaming and clawing at the ground for a desperate something to keep her here. In Ame where she belonged, With Yuki. Really, she wouldn't be so difficult if it was just Ame she was leaving, but it wasn't just Ame, it also meant leaving Yuki. It was leaving Yuki that made her feel like falling into a sleep and never coming out, like wanting to die a thousand different painful deaths. She let out a small whimpering sob and let the tears flow, small lines of clear water started sliding down her pale cheeks. She pulled her knees up to her chest, making the white hospital sheets that covered them slightly bunch up. She wrapped her arms around her knees and curled up in the corner, the wall and the back board of the bed supporting her up. She stayed there for the longest time. Crying out all her tears, in her own way, preparing what was to come in the future.

Yukiko Hyuuga was a tough girl, she never cried. Not when she broke bones, or got in fights. No, never. Yukiko Hyuuga was known as the girl who had no tears. She was viewed as an emotionless girl who was envied by others, they seemingly wanted to be like her, but Yuki only laughed at them. Not at the fact that they could never be like her, but the fact that they even thought of being like her was anything special. Sure she had a great life, but that was only in the view of others. Inside her twisted life, she couldn't even look at her now dead parents without the feeling of the distrust and a pit of hatred. She hated a lot about her parents. How they made it look like they were the perfect family. How they made it seem like life was easy for them. Like they were someone to be looked up to. In Yuki's eyes, her family was one to be shunned. To be hated, but the gods were against her. She thought of her life, as she laid there in the cold hospital bed, of how her life would now change. Maybe for the better maybe for the worse. But as she lay there, she cried. Not loud body racking sobs like the girl in the room one floor above her, but a few tears slipped down her face as she lay motionless.

In her own way, she was showing her parents she cared. That she still loved them, under all the lies that she felt the tug in her heart, the painful, yet dull tug, every time she thought of them. Because that was all she could do, love them, care for them, miss them. Because even through all the denial all she could do was love them. Because she was still there daughter, still there flesh and blood. Being there child all she wanted was there love, there acceptance. For them to look at her and say we're proud of you or I love you. A simple whisper of the words at least once in her life would be enough for Yuki, if only they had meaning. But even as her parents spoke those words, they had no meaning to them. They were useless nothings that Yuki grew up pretending with. Dreaming of the day where the words would send a jolt of love from her mind to her brain as they acknowledged her. But Yuki only deluded herself from the truth that just hurt too much. Yuki lay there. In that white hospital bed, thinking of her present life. She was like a bird that was caged all her life, only dreaming of freedom, life outside of the bars. But when she finally was free, she had second thoughts, doubts as she looked back at her cage and forward to her freedom.