This is the sequel to my other Sasuke story, Nothing to Fear. If you haven't read that one yet, then do so now otherwise this story probably won't make much sense.

I refuse to put a disclaimer here cause everyone should be bright enough to know that I don't own Naruto. I'm pretty sure that's why this is called FANfiction.

├Part One┤

Walking through the small village, there was noises and smells all around me

Walking through the small village, there was noises and smells all around me. Children were laughing, talking, and begging their parents to buy something for them. Different colored stalls held games, toys, and food.

I knew that if I had enough money, I would have definitely loved to spend it here. This place was a main target for tourists.

Speaking of which, I saw an oddly dressed couple get drawn in by some kind of salesman. Ah ha, suckers…

"Hey lady, what is this supposed to be?"

I turned my head to the little boy standing in front of my own stall. I'd have to leave soon. He was skinny, tanned, and was dirty.

"It's a necklace, stupid," I said, narrowing my eyes at him, "Now scram."

"Doesn't look like one," he said while sneering at the beaded necklace, ignoring what I had just told him.

I honestly did try to be polite; it was just very difficult.

"That's cause it's lacking a paint job," I said, leaning over the table to glare at him, "It's not finished. If you were smart then you would be able to see that."

"Whatever, lady," he said and walked off. I watched as he joined a group of raggedy looking boys, snickered, and pointed my way. They laughed too before seeing the glare I was sending their way.

Rolling my eyes, I reluctantly got up from my seat. Business was slow, as usual. Not very many people wanted to buy wooden jewelry from a freakishly dressed person.

Some were used to me by now, but the tourists weren't.

I wore a long dress type thing that covered my arms and legs. A long piece of cloth, too long and wide to be considered a scarf, was wrapped around most of my head. It covered my hair, nose, and mouth.

The color of my clothing was a shade of tan, like the sand in Sunagakure. The point of the color was so that I wouldn't attract attention.

Like I didn't anyways…

When I finished packing the few items into a basket, I went around the village getting a few food items.

Then, like any normal, hard-working person, I headed home. Only this wasn't as close by.

I had to walk out of the village and into the forest surrounding it before I could take off the ridiculous wooden sandals I had to wear.

Switching to the much more comfortable ninja sandals, I started to jump through the trees. I didn't go as fast as I wanted to, however, because of the stupid clothing I had to wear.

There was a reason to looking so bizarre, mind you. I wouldn't go around like this normally (or willingly for that matter)

I was hiding out. Trust me; it's not as fun as one might make it out to be. Sure, it had its thrills at first…

But then I needed money. When you need money to survive, then it sucks…big time…

I landed right in front of my door. It was a cute little house made of wood that looked like it could barely stand upright. In fact, the walls were sagging a little bit. But despite its appearance, it was an incredibly sturdy building.

Not to mention it was halfway built into a huge cave…

"I'm home," I called out in a sing-song voice, though there was no one here to greet me. I lived alone most of the time.

I walked over the kitchen and started unloading my groceries on the kitchen counter. I had yet to buy a refrigerator so I only bought stuff that could be used quickly.

This everyday thing was exhausting, not to mention boring. I was a ninja for pete's sake! I was meant to go out and battle whatever stood in my way!

Not struggle to support myself, working my as off, and live a dull life.

All in all, I was incredibly bummed out. Excitement was replaced with annoyance.

Suddenly I felt an arm snake around my waist and something was buried in the crook of my neck.

"Welcome home."

So maybe it had its good points?

Read and Review, please! Anything extremely negative will be ignored, any real good advice will be appreciated and considered seriously

-Jen-