A little girl was walking to the market with an Uchiha. The Uchiha was quite a cute boy and had raven black hair in a low pony tail and dull onyx eyes, with eye bags going down to his nose. He wore the appropriate Uchiha Clan symbol on his dark blue shirt with plain black shorts that went down to his knee. He was around the age of 11 and was actually a chunin, nearly jonin. He was assigned with the task by the Hokage himself to escort her to her new apartment.
The little girl was around the age of 6. She had chin length mint green hair and chocolate brown eyes. She was a bit taller than her peers who were her age as well. She wore a yellow dress and wore yellow flats. They were brand new from the Hokage.
Now you're probably thinking, why isn't she being placed with a guardian or orphanage? Well she actually requested this since she didn't want to replace her very alive parent. They had a somewhat casual meetiing in the Hokage's office.
Flashback
Itachi entered the room. There were a few tables and a large pile of paper on the desk that the Hokage worked on, but it was left unattended to. ANBU around had hidden themselves as Itachi could barely sense them. Stealth was in their code.
The Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen, was sat at the desk but was not working. He wore his fatherly smile as his eyes met the a small figure. It was a little girl in what looked like new clothes. Her hair was a little tangled and only ended at her chin. It was a bit out of the ordinary to see this hair. Her skin was a normal slight tan though. She smiled at the old man with gratitude. Sarutobi himself looked at the boy with the same expression.
"Itachi, I'm very glad you could make it." The soft voice spoke.
"Hai, Hokage-Sama. What seems to be the problem?" The formal 8 year old asked.
"This," Itachi presumed he was talking about the girl, "Is Taiyo Kai. She will be staying here under... special circumstances." He found the word. "She needs to be escorted to her new apartment. Do you mind taking her to the building down the street, room 6-B?"
"With all due respect Hokage-Sama but why would you let an," He looked at her, "Outsider in? She could be a spy for all we know." Kai looked down sadly knowing this would happen.
"We had Inoichi look at her memories." The Hokage said a little too casually. Had the world really come to infiltrating children's minds?
"Understood." He bowed. "This way Taiyo-San."
Flashback Over
The journey was... quiet in a way. Itachi just couldn't handle social interaction, could he? Kai, the poor girl, was trying to make some kind of conversation.
"So, your name's Itachi?"
"Yes."
"Your parents named you weasel?"
"Yes."
"Why would they do that?"
"That's not of your concern." Kai sweat dropped at the boy's short replies.
"So... what do you think of the village?" Kai asked.
"I live here." Itachi said.
"Yes but what do you think of it?"
"Nothing of your concern." Kai, once again, sweat dropped.
"Why aren't you talking to me?" She asked.
"There is no need."
"But what if I was a spy! You can't find out without talking to me."
"Are you a spy?"
"...No."
"I have no need to talk to you." The girl sweat dropped.
"Wait, so aren't you only 11 years old?"
"Yes."
"And your a ninja already?"
"Chunin to be specific."
"Ahah! You gave me extra information!" Kai pointed out. Itachi dead panned.
It's common knowledge in the village."
"But I'm not from the village."
"Well, you are apart of Konoha now." Kai huffed.
"Itachi-Kun?"
"Yes?"
"Could I become a medical prodigy?" Itachi faltered slightly, frowning. She's only Sasuke's age.
It takes years of practice, plus no one in the hospital is looking for an apprentice right now."
"Oh. Well, your a shinobi, right?"
"Yes, I have already informed you of the rank."
"Well, maybe one day I could become a Medic-Nin and heal you and your squad." Itachi looked at the girl with a blank stare.
"You will know when the time comes."
"Okay, then I can protect you and Konoha?"
"Yes. If you become strong enough." They made it to the door of the apartment building.
"Then I'll become strong enough." Itachi nodded and walked off, ignoring the yelling of goodbyes.
[Criticism Welcomed.]
[EDITED: 06/05/2018]
