Mimi Rey could barely contain her steaming excitement that was bubbling inside her. She was going to see Naruto today! Naruto was just so handsome, with his light fluffy blonde hair and deep blue eyes. He wasn't just handsome to Mimi, though. His personality of determination for an impossible dream is what amazed Mimi the most. He couldn't be Hokage, he was a jinchuriki! Still, nevertheless, Mimi silently cheered him on. She would think about his determination when she woke up, when she ate breakfast, when she trained, when she ate lunch (ramen always), when she ate dinner, and when she lay in her bed trying to sleep but ending up just staring at her crumbling ceiling. But this obsession of the blonde ninja was kept a secret; hidden from any other human to know of. Mimi was too embarrassed to open up to anyone, and having no relatives didn't help either. Mimi was abandoned by her mom and dad when she was too young to remember. Of course, Kakashi-sensei told her all of this, because she doesn't remember a bit. But Kakashi did mention seeing another girl who could have potentially been her sister. Of course, the idea of a sister was too rash for Mimi to wrap her small lovey-dovey brain around, and if she did have a sister, where was she?
It didn't matter anymore. Mimi was sixteen years old now, and her sister was probably twenty. Maybe even thirty. All Mimi could focus on was Naruto and training. Ever since she fell in love with Naruto, she had started to forget all of her skills. At first, Kakashi hadn't noticed a thing. After a couple of weeks, Mimi had forgotten her Suiron; her specialty. Her Suiron was a special justsu only shinobi with Rey blood inside of them could preform. The process was simple; if you can infer your opponents next move, your Suiron is summoned. This move turns her left eye a bright green, and she can now analyze her opponents moves and process what they will do next before they even finish with the move they are on. It is very useful in combat, but it immediately disappears if you are hit. Then, you have to wait another hour before it is charged and ready for use again. If you don't wait for an hour and you decide to use the Suiron, your eyes will hurt extremely bad. Mimi has done it once and said it felt as if someone was slowly ripping her eyelids off. Shortly after, her eye started to bleed and it didn't stop for five whole days. Kakashi took her to the hospital where Nurse Fujiko helped explain what caused the intense eye bleeding and the immense pain her left eye felt. Ever since, Mimi has always waited the full hour before using her Suiron again out of fear of the unbearable pain. Because of that incident, Kakashi has realized that something is definitely wrong with her.
Mimi did a roundhouse kick to the training dummy. As her bare leg collided with the wood of the fake ninja, she heard a small thud echo throughout the empty forest. Heat shone on her back as she bent over to see the damage inflicted on the dummy. Not a scratch. Wiping the sweat off of her forehead, Mimi straightened herself upright and tried again. This time, she spun quicker which caused her to fall over and land on her butt. Mimi huffed a sigh of frustration. If she wanted to impress Naruto, she at least had to be able to do a simple roundhouse kick. The blue sky and chirping birds seemed to be mocking her, almost as if they were singing a song about how she would never end up with her one true love. This just aggravated Mimi enough to pick herself up again and return to fighting stance.
Step One: Focus on where you want to hurt your opponent, Mimi thought in her head. She pictured Kakashi standing in front of her, telling her everything she needed to do. She could picture his silver hair, his dark eyes, his slouching stance...
Step Two: Turn as quick as lighting, Mimi flung her body to the side as fast as she could handle. But she did it a little too fast and she felt her start too lose her balance. She had to kick quickly or else she would fall again but this time it would be much more embarrassing.
Step Three: Kick near the ribcage, Clearly the scrap of wood that was considered to be a training dummy didn't have a ribcage, but Mimi quickly kicked where it would have been on a normal adult. She was about to create impact when...
"Mimi! Is that you?" Called a voice from out behind the trees. Mimi recognized that dreamy voice all too well. It was Naruto who was calling to her. Distracted, Mimi pivoted her kick too far to the right and ended up turning her hip, smacking the wood, and falling backwards. This time on her back.
"Oh my god, are you alright?" Naruto said as he ran over to Mimi's aid. He saw her crippled over on her back, cradling her ankle close to her chest. He knelt down and took the ankle out of her hands and cupped it in his palms, inspecting the damage. A large purple bruise filled with white pus formed just above the bone. Mimi didn't care about the pain right now; that would come later. All she could think of was how soft Naruto's hands were on her scratched and dry skin.
"Er, yeah I'm fine." She said as she tried to lift herself up. After all, Mimi wanted to impress and show him that she was a strong woman. She stood up on both feet in a moment of triumph, but that moment was washed away when she fell back on the ground and twisted her bruised ankle far, far back until...
SNAP!
Mimi cried out in pain, tears swimming in the back of her icy blue eyes, but she wouldn't cry in front of Naruto. Seeing the pain she was obviously trying to hide, he quickly scooped Mimi up and ran her over to the hospital, ignoring the staring crowd. Mimi watched every breath that Naruto took, every movement he made, memorizing his deep ocean eyes. Her face was red with embarrassment, but she was also so amazed at how close she was to Naruto. He was actually holding her in his arms, something she only saw in her wildest fantasies. All of the villagers were watching them as the two orphans arrived at the hospital doors. Naruto walked in and luckily no one was in line, so he walked straight up to the receptionist.
"Hi, how can I help you sir?" She said. Mimi noticed that she was very pretty, with her natural purple curls and smoky eyes. She smiled at them both with her flashing white teeth, and even though she was beautiful, Mimi saw right away that it was fake. This was so easy to tell that it almost made her laugh. Mimi has always been amazing at reading emotions, almost as good at it as she was walking. She could read the way their eyes sparkled and their lip curled, and also their body language. The message on this purple haired girl could not have been clearer: Why the fuck are you kids so reckless these days?
"Hi, um, I'm Naruto Uzumaki and my friend here has some kind of broken ankle or something," he responded as he slowly put Mimi down enough so she could stand on one foot but still have to hold him for support on her other foot. Mimi grunted in disapproval as she slowly redistributed the weight across her legs, the blood rushing from her head back down to her toes. The receptionist looked them both up and down with her fake smile still plastered on her caked face, and finally answered, "Yes, the, ahem, minor injury room is just down the hall to your right." She gestured her small hands over to the side as if she expected them to not be able to tell left from right.
"Thank you ma'am." Naruto said as he let Mimi use him as a human crutch as she limped over down the hallway. She passed rooms with closed doors and some with open doors. The ones with the open doors usually had the doctor checking the patient over as they scanned their body's for injuries or any sign or harm that could possibly lead them to the second floor, or even the ER. Mimi passed an old woman with brown curls talking to the doctor as she cried and screamed. The doctor was a young and handsome man who was calmly speaking to her in a low voice. He patted her shoulder over and over and cooed to her that she would be alright. Mimi looked away and continued to limp forward as she clutched Naruto's shoulder. They both walked to the end of the hallway, until they entered a small room and drifted out of sight.