A/N: Britt: This is our ( yes, OUR! We are indeed TWO entities.) first fanfic that we have written together, and also, this is our first fanfic to be posted up here. Just to set the record straight, Kasumi is MINE. Takara is Autti's.


Disclaimer: Britt: We do NOT own Naruto. We DO own the Shizuru clan though. No touchy!
Autti: YESSUM! NO TOUCHY! nah nah nah nah, can't touch dis...

Chapter One:

" Good night girls. We have to get up early in the morning, so make sure to fall asleep soon, and don't mess around like you normally do. ", A tall man said, turning off the light in the bedroom, and exiting the room, closing the door behind him.

Kasumi and Takara Shizuru lay down and pretended to sleep for awhile, knowing perfectly well their parents were going to be discussing, "Adult" things, and they were going to eavesdrop, once again.

The Shizuru sisters were twins, and identical in looks. They both had hair as black as you could imagine, with pale skin and unusually light blue eyes. Only the most observant of people could tell them apart, and it was always by the eyes that they did so. While Takara's eyes seemed to light up with certain emotions, such as anger and happiness, Kasumi had eyes that wouldn't tell you anything. And while Takara's eyes seemed to portray her as friendly and happy, she could probably throw you farther then she could trust you, and wasn't afraid of demonstrating it. Together, they could throw you twice as far as they could trust you.

The twins soon crept out of their beds, with the stealth of young ninja, and snuck out of their bedroom, silently tip-toeing to the room their parents were currently talking in. Kasumi and Takara heard their parent's voices, and the voice of a man they didn't recognize, having a heated argument on the other side of the wall that the twins stood behind.

"I don't care if you think this is all a misunderstanding! I know better! I knew I shouldn't have ever trusted a Shizuru. You're all lying, manipulating bastards! ", said the clearly angry voice of the man the twins didn't know, " I knew the Hyuuga's should have never associated with you! We did, and now look what's happened? One of our people was found dead, in his own bed! It was all one big plot against the Hyuuga household!"

"I know your upset about the death of your relative, but we had nothing to do with his death!", the Father of the twins said, " The experiment must have gone awry! I assure you, we have nothing to do with the young Hyuuga's death. "

"As if I believe that! If the experiment had gone wrong, then why isn't that Shizuru my cousin married dead as well? It would make sense that she would have died too! We Hyuuga are not stupid, Shizuru, we have eyes, and use them well! ", The man said. Apparently, he was a Hyuuga.

"Who is to say she isn't dead? She certainly never returned back here! ", The twins Mother replied.

"Is that supposed to convince me you didn't kill my cousin?! Even if the experiment DID go wrong, I blame you entirely. After all, your Sister was the mother! No, not another word! If you won't admit to your crime, then I've done all I can do here. I hope you'll soon come to regret ever crossing the Hyuuga! I will make sure that you do regret it! Mark my words Shizuru, you will most definitely regret this. First, you let the experiment out; now, one of my relatives is dead. Good bye.", the Hyuuga Man said angrily, and stalked away.

The twins hurried back into their beds, and stared at each other with wide eyes.

"So...does this mean we're in trouble?" asked Takara, after a five-minute silence.

"I don't know." Kasumi replied, " But at the very least, Momma and Dad are in BIG trouble with that Hyuuga man."

"Do you think anything bad will happen? The Hyuuga man was really mad. Do you think he would try and hurt Momma and Dad?" Takara said, trying to imagine a world without her parents.

Kasumi opened her mouth to answer, but was cut off.

"Girls! I swear to Kami! Every night we have to do this! We can here you talking! Now, GO TO SLEEP! ", Their Mother called up to them from the room underneath them, in her sweetest, most dangerous voice.

Takara and Kasumi instantly lay down and tried to go to sleep. When their mother used her Sweetly Dangerous tone of voice, it was time to listen to her.

Kasumi bolted upright in her bed, feeling as if her heart would soon pound its way out of her chest. Something had awoken her--a sound. All she knew was, this was a very, very bad sound. Takara was awake, too. She slowly sat up, and looked over at her twin, whom was just as shocked and confused as she was.

"Kasu...what was that noise?" she asked, in a slightly frightened whisper.
"I don't know, Takara. It sounded kinda like...kinda like momma. When she's mad, or scared," came the reply from a few feet across the room. Takara silently slid off her own bed and made her way over to her sister's, climbing onto it and parking beside her look-alike. The two sat in uncomfortable silence, both wondering what was happening that they couldn't see; what would happen to them.

A building crumbling to the ground outside cruelly broke the silence, and the door to the twin's room burst open with a bang. Two black heads whipped around, to find their father holding a bloody figure resembling someone they knew, but just couldn't identify. Or rather, didn't want to.

"Girls! You have to get out! OUT! They're burning the house! GET OUT!"
Neither could disobey such a frantic order from their usually calm and collected father; something was definitely not right here. And that sentence was both redundant and an understatement. Takara seized her sister's hand and bolted past their father, pausing a moment to see if he'd follow. She screamed at him; he didn't seem to be moving. What was his problem?!

Kasumi brought her back to the situation though, as did flames that began to lick at her ankles.

"RUN!" the eldest took hold of her sister's arm and pulled, half dragging Takara out of the burning building.

Upon looking around, the girls witnessed utter chaos; such a thing their young minds couldn't comprehend. Everything was burning; the air was thick with smoke and the coppery scent of blood. Takara almost puked but held her own and assessed the damage. Upon looking around, she saw that not only Shizuru clan members were fighting; it looked as if there were other ninja helping too. She'd once heard talk about allies in a village called Konoha. Could these people be them? Kasumi struggled to make sense of everything; she'd always been able to come up with some sort of reason as to why something happened. She remembered the argument with the Hyuuga man they'd witnessed just hours earlier, and wondered if they were linked. Takara pulled her sleeve and pointed silently, trademark blue eyes wide, and the duo stared as their cousin and life-long friend, a young girl named Ai, was struck down by some scary-looking man's kunai. His eyes held no pupil. It suddenly registered: these...these people..no, monsters, who were killing so mercilessly...

"They're Hyuugas, Takara!" the frantic little voice entered her head. It was Kasumi. Twins in the Shizuru clan had a knack for telepathy.

"I...I know. What do we do?!"
"Well...we could--," Kasumi never finished the thought.

Both girls were roughly grabbed by some unfamiliar hands, and instinct kicked in. Takara activated her special Keke Genkai, Chihirogan, and nodded to her sister, who had done the same. They weren't very experienced with their powers, but knew enough to make this man let go. They built up a small blue flame in their hands, and jabbed the man's back; he released them and they ran, back to the only place they knew to go, dodging flame and kunai and flying bodies: home. Except...there wasn't a home to go to. Home wasn't there. Just a pile of black dusty stuff. It was what lay among the ash and debris, however, that struck the young Shizuru heiresses dumb: two bodies, one holding the other, faces pale and skin stained with blood both their own, each other's, and that of a Hyuuga.

Takara stepped closer, then back again with some heart-wrenching noise that was a cross between a scream and a shuddering gasp; could those really be her own parents, own flesh and blood, laying so...so...exposed, so vulnerable, on the ground? It...it didn't make sense. Why was this happening? Why did she and her sister have to pay for some stupid argument that two families had started?

Kasumi could only watch awestruck. Her sister was usually so strong; so stoic. Well, it was true that Kasu had always been colder; more distant, but Takara wasn't exactly sunshine either. But now, her best friend and sister was on her knees beside the bodies of their dead parents, tears mingling with the blood of unknown people on her face. Takara's long, obsidian braid that exactly matched their mother's was unrecognizable from the girl's grief-stricken hands pulling at it.

"Takara...we need to leave." Kasumi said, in a whisper her twin somehow heard over the screams. Fire light cruelly illuminated the youngest's expression of shocked horror and pain. The girl composed herself; well, as composed as a six-year-old-tragedy could get. She stood, fell to her knees again, ignored the rocks digging holes into her knees, and pushed herself off the ground, only to scream.

"KASUMI!"

Two large men, tainted with the marks of battle and Byakugan activated, were hurtling themselves toward the little girls, kunai glinting daringly in the flickering light of a nearby burning something or other. They didn't have time to look. Kasumi's eyes darted a fraction of an inch behind the two Hyuugas, to see a man with the swirly Konoha symbol on his forehead and silver hair, coming up behind them. He slit one's throat, and the man fell with a sickening thud, but the other's sharp eyes caught the movement that was no longer concealed by his blind spot. He turned sharply but fell in midair, leaving the perfect opening. The nin from the leaf village had been building up something in his hand the whole time; something brilliantly blue and clicking and chirping dangerously. Takara watched in awe; it reminded her so much of their own techniques...

Their personal savior shouted an unfamiliar word and thrust his hand through the Hyuuga's chest. Blood spurted but the girls had no time to react; they were scooped up by the killer of their own killers and he sprinted through blaze and blood, panting and ducking when necessary. He handed them off to a busty blonde woman who threw them on a cart and they sped off, away from the bloodbath, and the destruction of anything and everything they had ever known.

A/N: Please review and tell us what you think!