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Chapter 2
A Bipolar New Sensei!
My alarm went off. Ugh. 8:01 am May 6.
"Three months, huh?" Yes it had been three months since my parents died. I haven't trained any since then.
Flashback: two days after her parents died
"Hoshi-chan, you have some visitors!" the nurse said.
'Why would I have visitors?' I thought. 'It's not like I have any other friends or family.'
"Go ahead and let them in." I mumbled and I turned to look at my visitors while still laying in the hospital bed. "Hokage-sama?" I said surprised. I mean, I knew it was pretty big that a shinobi and civilian were murdered in their own home, but I didn't think it would attract the attention of the Hokage.
"Hello Hoshiakari-chan. How are you?" What a polite old man... Bet he just wants to ask me about that night.
"Just peachy," I said, sarcasm thick as molasses in my voice.
"Well, I need to know something.." He paused. 'I knew it! Stupid old man's just going to torture me by bringing up that night.'
"Now, I know it might traumatize you more if we bring up the other night, so, I need your permission to have your mind checked so you don't have to think about it."
"What? Have my.. Have my mind checked?" 'Is that possible? Or even legal?'
"Yes."
"*sigh* Yeah I guess... Whatever..." I turned around, signafying I was done talking. As I did so, I heard rustling as if my visitor and two ANBU guards were turning to leave.
"Oh, and Hoshi?"
"Hmmm."
"You're allowed 6 months leave from ninja duty. If you take longer than that, though, you may be stripped of your ninja status. You may resume duty whenever you wish in that time. Goodbye, Hoshi-chan."
The mind-searching was fairly simple. I just went to an isolated section of the Hokage tower where they gave me anistetics. Apparently while I was doped out, some guy named Inoichi searched my mind. Afterwards, someone told me the name of my parent's killer. 'The name of the man that I will have my revenge on! Finally!' (Author's Note: What is it with Uchiha's and Revenge? I mean, Seriously!)
End Flashback
You know, I'd had alot of time to think in those past three months... Not that I always DID think, but it became pretty obvious to me that my biological father had to be an Uchiha. After all, I knew my mom had no Shinobi connections and, well my step father had been exactly that; my step father, as in not related to me by blood. And besides, all of the Uchiha's were killed in the Uchiha Massacre except Uchiha, Itachi, the murderer, and his little brother Uchiha, Sasuke who he had decided not to kill for some reason... And now, me. Only, I think the reason I wasn't killed had to be because they didn't know I was an Uchiha. I was only 6-years old when it happened, and it may have scared me, but not as much as it did now. I mean, if people had known the identity of my father then, would I be dead now?
I got out of bed and walked sluggishly to my cabinets. And, no, of course they wouldn't put me back in the house my parents were murdered in! The villager's taxes paid for this cheap apartment for my 6 months... I hated living off of the government. I inherited money from my parents though, so at least I bought food without being a leech on the village. Anyway, back to where I was, I opened the cabinet and there was only one instant ramen left. I ate it dry. 'Ugh, time to go to the store... I need more food.' So I got dressed in my civilian clothes to get more instant food.
I walked to the market to pick up food. I grabbed it, walked tho the register and handed the woman the money. Back on the street, I began taking the long way home. My feet had other plans though. I didn't really pay attention to where I was going, so my feet ended up dragging me to the last place I wanted to be; in front of my old house. I closed my eyes and my fist tightened around my grocery bag.
'You know, being an early-graduating-genin, you'd think I'd be smart enough to pay attention to where I was going,' I thought bitterly. I felt something drip off of my face I reached up to touch it. 'Oh look, now the stupid girl is crying!' I dropped my groceries, squatted down and hugged my knees, crying hard. I hadn't even cried since the first day I woke up in the hospital after my parents died. I felt someone's hand on my shoulder, not even bothering to look up to see who it was.
"Now what would a young girl like you be crying about on a day like this?" I heard a woman's voice say.
Now I looked up. "You'd be crying too if your parents were killed." I didn't tell her that I was crying because me and my stupid unreliable feet ended me up directly in front of the house they were killed in. I didn't tell her it was because it was all my stupid unreliable falt they were dead, because I was weak enough to be immobilized without hassle...
The woman didn't even move, she was so shocked. I grabbed my food and started walking to my apartment. She snapped out of it quickly though and followed me. I didn't care. It's not like she was going to hurt me. All she'd done was show concern for me. besides, even if she did try to hurt me, I wouldn't care.
By the time I got to my apartment, the woman was right next to me. I unlocked my apartment and walked in. She just stayed at the door waiting for me to tell her she could come in. I used my head to signal her in. Closing the door behind her, she didn't bother to take off he shoes as I hadn't either.
"My name's Anko, what's your's?" She asked politely.
"Misora, Hoshiakari... but just call me Hoshi." I said.
"Well, Hoshi-chan, you may not feel comfortable with the two questions I'm gonna ask you, and you don't have to answer them... But I really want to know the answers." I nodded hesitantly.
"First of all, was that house you were in front of where your parents were killed?" Again, I nodded my head.
"Okay. The following question is one I need to know the answer to; who killed your parents?"
I looked at her, building up my voice to say it. "His name is Orochimaru." I said, almost in a whisper.
Anko didn't say anything as she reached up to the back of her neck. Then her purpleish-brown eyes widened, staring at the place I had tied a ribbon around my neck to cover up the bite mark.
"Hoshi, please tell me he didn't bite you," she said in a hushed voice. To respond, I took the ribbon off and lifted my hair to where she could see the mark. "Oh God, no... Why did he-?" She cut off the question, but I knew what she was going to ask.
I asked,"Can I trust you?" She nodded her head yes. So I closed my eyes and activated my sharingan while painfully holding back the mark. "This is why." I opened my eyes and she gasped.
"You-! You're a- an Uchiha?" she was so confused. For once I actually smiled... Well, actually it was more of a smirk, but still...
"Sort of. I think my real dad was before he died when I was two..."
Anko seemed to be calmed down. She actually started giggling. She seriously needed some bipolar medicine or something, her mood was swinging around alot "Wow, in the house of the Uknown Uchiha who has more in common with me-" she lifted up her hair to show me the bite mark on her neck which I stared in shock at. "-than most anybody else in Konoha!" She paused, seeming to be mulling aomething over in her head. Dang mood swings. She was crazier than that boy with the crazy yellow hair who is constently causing trouble for all of Konoha!
"How would you like me to train you?" she blurted out.
Mood swings? Who cares! This woman's awesome! As of now, I think my depression is over and Mission: Avenge Parents is in motion. "Uhhh... Yeah, sure!"
Author's Note: First of all, I know the odds of it being Anko who finds Hoshi are slim... Unless, of course, she is secretly waiting for a tell-tale someone to tell her if it was Orochimaru or not! And I found a last name for Hoshi 'Misora' meaning beautiful sky so Hoshiakari(Starlight) Misora(beautiful sky) basically means 'beautiful starlit sky.' Please tell me if you think Anko or the 3rd Hokage are OOC please!
~Miri