Do Not Own Naruto. I Own Yasu and her family only
Naruto belongs to better artists
Prologue
Nakata, Yasu is the name most familiar to me, but recently I became familiar with the family name Uchiha. I never really bothered with that name, only ever felt compared to the uchihas when in the leaf.
From having dark black, or grey eyes (depending on the sun, i always assumed), to dark coal colored hair that faned down slightly, and what seemed like the uchiha charisma because people found me appealing for a peculiar reason.
I was two years younger than the infamous kakashi hatake, child prodigy, of the Leaf village. I was not in the academy yet because of my age and how my family seem to have different plans. But that did not stop them from pounding taijutsu lessons, ninjutsu lessons, and kenjutsu/swordsmanship lessons into me, during my short time in konoha at the young age of 4 to 5.
Besides training with two parents, that had amazing reflexes during a fight, and great chakra control while focused on battle. I got to meet some of the leaf villagers, mainly academy students like kakashi hatake when he did go to the academy, Obito Uchiha who was rather cheerful it seemed, even some actual ninja that visited the academy for certain reasons, unknown to me.
The time spent in Konoha was short, because after my family, The Nakata, left the village. It was extremely dark, the sun had set long ago, but would not rise for hours longer. When we left, my father was carrying me while mother walked beside us. We three all had a bag on our backs holding some essentials for travel and weapons.
When I asked about our other belongings, they gave a dettached response: "These belongings hold no sentiment… we leave them." Never looking back, the only actual sentiments they took was a summoning scroll for owls they took everywhere.
After walking four days and taking boat to arrive to destination, Kirigakure, the village hidden in mist. I was turning six soon, and both Ko and Kanae, father and mother respectfully, chose to start classes when I was six.
I never really minded the kiri academy. It over basically everything from kekkei genkai to know about; like sharingan, and other bloodline abilities in certain clans, to weapons and the history of each village, Kirigakure was more detailed during the lessons.
In some of the ninjutsu classes I see a young boy with bandages wrapped around his neck up to the bridge of his nose. Besides for that noticeable feature, he had short black hair and a small sword by his side. The boy did not say much, if anything at all, but after I started lingering near him. Linger, thats the best word for it because I was not hiding my activity, neither was I shoulder to shoulder with him. Lingering could be a medium distance, and easily close enough for people to assume the best or worst, by students clumping me as avoid or not.
The boy with a bandaged up face, calls himself Momochi Zabuza. I never really knew much about him besides for what I heard happened to the students that were in the academy, how they were killed. I did not know what to think for his actions, but doubted he would do it again if he was caught and here.
Academy went by rather quickly; I aced most of my classes, by that, was only behind Zabuza, and that is in swordsmanship classes and taijutsu (which I had to improve on a lot, because it is not a favored subject).
"Zaza-kun… want to see who can dodge more shuriken?" I ask, looking at Zabuza the boy I called 'Zaza-san', but he looked more disturbed by my nickname for him than anything else.
"Wha… 'Zaza-kun'? Momochi Zabuza. Hai." He spoke curtly, pausing at the nickname and giving the family name for me to call him, and finally agreeing to the competition.
We left for a training ground to start our competition, the whole thing was simple and fast. We made the rule that we both threw the shuriken at eachother, but can only dodge… no jutsus. After we dodge a number of shuriken, we go about grabbing the landed ones and rethrowing them to keep the competition going, which can end when both sides can not throw anymore shuriken.
I started aiming shuriken at his arms and stomach which are easier to hit, instead of the head which is more vital and means easier to miss as well. While I worked up to throwing some of my shuriken towards more vital points, Zabuza did not even hesitate to start throwing a couple to hit vitals or be killing blows, if they did hit. We both rolled out of the way of some and started scooping up strewn about shuriken as we went, throwing the metal stars back at eachother and dodging each one that was thrown.
The 'competition' lasted for a while, until the sun started setting and we could barely throw the shuriken anymore than a few feet ahead of ourselves.
Zabuza and I did some training competitions to try and beat each other, him always winning in kenjutsu, but that is mainly sword work and different ways of dodging the blade and parrying with my own sword.
I kept training with zabuza in kenjutsu, as I heard about the legendary swordsman of the mist in the academy. The idea of wielding one of the legendary swords would be a dream, to be deemed too dangerous to face.
I felt a smile creep upon my face as the thought lingered in my mind, but shook it away to focus on dodging the jutsu Zabuza accomplished at since I was too slow in doing my own jutsu.
We only stopped when our chakra was near empty and we were feeling less than stable on our two feet.
I was seven when Ko and Kanae told me to enter the graduation exams, but even with my confused expression they simply said "Its time you prove yourself." As their answer, which only made me nervous.
As the day of the exams approach, I got busy perfecting what I could from simple chakra control to the different types of tools and their uses for a shinobi.
The day of the exam came fast and if I passed, nevermind the not passing, when I pass there will be people I work with and train with, even do missions.
After taking the exams, which ended rather quickly seeing how well everyone understood the shinobi world then tools, and finally testing our accomplished jutsus.
I had a few jutsus in my arsenal already, not including shadow clones or the transformation jutsu, are water and wind elemental jutsus; wind release: cast net, that sends a sharp gust of wind that takes up as a net to slice through an opponent. Wind release: wind wall, that creates a shield for myself and anyone else nearby me. And wind release: air bullets, allowing me to send fast moving bullets and immobilize the opponents quickly, maybe more if I practice more. Water release: water mirror technique, reflecting and copying the mirrored opponent to only turn into water when their finished.
Even though their techniques I am capable of using, I am far from mastering them and have a few other techniques I desire learning.
Trying to learn water release: mist rain, it absorbs the chakra of anyone it comes in contact with besides for the user's own chakra signature (which is difficult to figure out how to do, it just came up as rumor someone did it and motivated me to learn it). Water release: water dragon whip, the technique involves creating an orb of water that sends out whips to any number of targets and can be maneuvered as well.
I could only learn the idea of water release techniques, but strangely wind techniques come easier for me to do. That lead to Kanae giving me a slip of chakra paper to find out what element my chakra really is. I could not tell if my parents were surprised, but I definitely was; my nature type is fire. Not wind or water after all, which makes learning these other elements more impressive to both Ko and Kanae, at least to where they praise my work for the moment than stop paying attention to it.
I was a genin with more jutsus under my belt than others at their start, of shinobi career.
I entered the classroom to meet all the graduated genin, although part of me knew there were a few who would never fail at becoming genin, namely Zabuza Momochi. Seeing him in the far corner of the classroom by the window to avoid most, if not all people, a girl sat next to him in the corner.
Her eyes were lowered slightly like she was rather sleepy, but instead of getting succumbed to sleep she seemed to keep looking at Zabuza. She had light blonde hair hanging loosely from a bun with some strands lingering in her face either being ignored or curled in her fingers, maybe a nervous habit.
I want to believe it is a nervous habit, because everyone in this room will be teamed up and need to be able to get along with eachother, but I don't recognize anyone besides Zabuza and that might be because I asked him to be my training partner.
I sat beside the girl, her reaction towards me was one of annoyance at first when she saw me just sit beside her. "Excuse you…" she mumbled, then in a louder voice, "Who are you?" From focusing on her dark blue eyes, they seemed to hold something more within, like a secret. "Nakata, Yasu… You?" Giving her a smile, trying to be friendly to a possible comrade is a good start, even if not a big one.
Her blue eyes held mine, as she answered "Miki Sano." Then she turned her gaze away to the head of class, as a teacher entered, now we will learn our teams.
Waiting in our seats for each team to be called was a dull affair, I half considered going back to sleep because no one really was interesting to me. I met a blue looking boy called Kisame Hoshigaki when I just started the academy just by passing. But, even in that short passing he seems more, at least interesting, than some people here now.
"Nakata Yasu, Sano Miki, and Momochi, Zabuza are team four… Squad leader of four will be at the front gate." The instructor called out, then went on. Since that was all, I got up and headed out to the exit. But I did linger on the side to see how my two new teammates acted, whether they were ones to rush out or take it slowly; Zabuza doesn't seem to just jump head first, and Miki may do it, but she could be following Zabuza's example.
Watching them proved my point, Zabuza left at his own pace, while Miki tried to hold it in to be by his side but looked like she was vibrating with excitement.
I am writing one with Zabuza Momochi and Haku as the important ones, maybe still change the world of naruto, but she will not know any future events. At least will not be able to predict things such as; the death of some characters or plans that occur in the anime (but can have some changes occur, depending)
Sorry, but aiming for slight changes... not extreme, but still possible changes.