A/N: I HAVE EDITED THIS CHAPTER FOR THE LAST TIME 1/10/2018

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"Talking"

"Thoughts" and sound effects

"Telepathic speech,"

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PREVIOUSLY:

She believes it's above her, direction not being easy to discern in this place. But it's a drop of shimmering white that compares to her in size, and it splashes in the black sea directly behind her.

It's forceful waves only identified by their peaks of shimmering white that rise and drop her. they chill the water to a deathly temperature and seem indifferent of the child they cradle, though they cradle her nonetheless.

"Do you see it?"

All Yuyake can do is nod, because she does.

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Chapter 2: Those we Meet

Yoru Bokuso-chi is deeply aware that she is a terrible parent. She's never been able to emotionally attach to anyone, not even her children or late husband, but at least they had each other for a while.

But now she's forced to put on this front so that Yuyake doesn't grow up feeling unloved, because no one deserves that. She knows though, eventually, Her daughter will be able to sense a person's intent in their brainwaves, and at some point after she accomplishes that, she'll stop being in denial and realize that her mother has never loved her.

What's even worse, She may also find out that Yoru does love someone, but that someone isn't her daughters or nephew.

A sigh leaves her.

"Kishi, why did you have to leave me? You know we only married for the clan, and we agreed that when we had the heirs that you would take care of them emotionally..."

PULSE!

Wait a second... Is that Yuyake she's sensing? Is she still in bed!? Why didn't the servants wake her up?

Purple to Blue eyes roll exaggeratedly.

Don't tell her the servants' spouses are protesting again?

That was 6 years ago! Yoru made her choice! As clan leader, her members are expected to follow it!

She gets up from her intricate wood of her desk and heads for the kitchen. She supposes that she'll have to fix the child a lunch, that's what Kishi used to do before she allowed servants into the home.

At least her youngest child isn't too picky with foods. All she had to do is make a basic sandwich and put something sweet in there and boom- love in a bag.

There's another one of those protest notes on the counter top, she might have missed it against the creamy colored of granite, but she's used to finding them now.

Ugh...

Should she open it?

...

What ever.

She tears it open and glosses over the words. Yup, same old same old. a few 'You're going to destroy this clan' here and an expected 'Your sister would have done better' there, but there is a new insult that catches her attention.

'You may be fine with killing our children, but what will you do when your own babe is unable to use all her strength in battle and dies in your arms,'

Huh... Ok, that is the best point anyone has made in a while. Kishi wouldn't allow their child to die, right? That's what Good Parents do.

Besides, she isn't completely emotionless, the idea of any child dying because of her stupid order appalls her.

She didn't have to deal with this with her oldest, but Yuyake isn't as rebellious. She might actually die out there trying not to show her full strength in battle.

Hmmm...

Trashing the paper, Yoru ponders if she really should revoke the hold back letter. Children will die without her being blamed for it, and her servants will be back.

It's a win win.

But there's still the reason it was created in the first place...

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"YUYAKE WAKE UP! YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR ORIENTATION!"

Said heiress jolts up in bed.

What's happening!?

And what happened to her Dad pickle?

"You've woken up an hour late! You need to get moving!"

...Information has been deposited

..Processing

.Processing

...Implementing response

She's going to be late!

She flings her covers off, making it to the bathroom before the bedding even settles, and she sets in to hyper gear. She brushes her face and washes her teeth, steps into her body suit, and sprints down the hall while working on her gloves.

Her feet barely make it inside her shoes before she exits.

Her mother stands there with a brilliant smile, holding out her lunch and Yuyake takes it, waving back at her.

"Knock 'em Dead sweety!"

Her mother's voice sees her off.

The wind races her through the streets, but she zips past it. Why didn't Shikamaru come get her or something! That lazy bum should have known that she would have woken him up! So why didn't he come to see why she hadn't?

Well, whatever the reason, she is going to give the shadow wielder a piece of her mind!

Making a hard left, Yuyake notes that she's going to feel it in her ankles later and-BAM!

She holds her face.

Wow, Yuyake has ran into a few things in her life, but that really hurt. She rubs the pain from her mind just enough for her to notice what ever it is she crashed into is still blocking the sun from her.

Sunset eyes open and find the source of all this.

It's a being of undetermined gender, its large cloak of black and red clouds making it impossible, and then she sees it. Not the hair of deadly dark spikes, but the mask of orange that swirls to the only eye hole.

This stranger's shadow seems to grow colder, freezing the heiress in place uncharacteristically.

This person... There's something about him that rocks her confidence and devours her fighting spirit.

Their head tilts curiously, as if she's some trapped animal he's observing.

"Bokuso-chi," he speaks.

Her large eyes widen further. What? How did he know of the Bokuso-chi eye trait...? They've made it there business not to stick out, so how did he put together that the ombre trait is hereditary?!

He arches over her, further encasing her tiny frame in his murderous intent, and he reaches for her.

"No!"

Something ignites in her, a will to survive! And her limbs thrash with the soul aim of putting distance between them. Her neck snaps side to side.

Where are the people?

It's a village so there should be people!

She knows she chose to abandon the populace today to cut time off her travel, but now such a foolish decision may hack years off her life. Her eyes find the man again. Why isn't he moving?

Does he have her surrounded? Is that why he's ok with letting her go?

She scrambles a pitiful foot away before gaining the strength to throw her being on top a near by roof. She looks back at the stranger to find him missing.

Brainwaves! Brainwaves! She can find him with brian waves!

She begrudgingly closes her eyes and enters her realm, but there is no safety there.

Only the realization that the monster is behind her.

But she doesn't run away, nor turns around to face him, but she just stands there while his brainwaves tap at her back trying to get her attention.

Waiting. Knowing he is there...

The Uchiha lineage is alive in the once empty eyehole and it represents the man's smirk. She knows he's here, doesn't she?

A gloved hand rests upon the silky curtain of the heiress, and the pressure forces a chill down her spine, but then, he's gone.

Yuyake releases more breath than she thinks she's holding, and the expulsion seems to remove something from her legs, causing them to drop her on her tush on the roof top.

Questions.

They're birthed in numbers that rival ants and buzz about like flies, she swats at them with answers but they're born quicker than she can kill them, quicker than she can reason with them.

Finally she pushes them away from her. There's too many, and there are just more coming.

She takes her time to herself.

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When Yuyake reaches the academy, all the seats are taken. Sure there's a large group of girls fighting over who-cares-what, but as Yuyake walks around the room, everywhere she thinks is an open seat, someone's stuff or a friend is there to say it's taken.

It's frustrating.

Oh! Is that a Seat? She makes her way toward it, though the closer she gets, the more she notices the angry cloud of girls is hovering around it.

Of course.

She can't just have a seat somewhere, there has to be a bunch of chicks who have their priorities jacked hanging around it.

Great.

Yuyake pauses in her strides, evaluating the seat's worth and comparing it to the trouble that comes with it.

Let's see... the seat is besides Sasuke, which meant she'll have to deal with fangirls, that seat is also probably why those girls are there... Yeah, this chairis seeming less and less worth it. Maybe if she waits, a place will open up?

Hopefully.

Yuyake walks around the classroom again, double checking that she has no other options, but nothing has changed. She supposes this is what she gets for coming late.

The mute girl dashes around the room 5 more times, but nothing opens up and that stupid girl issue still isn't resolved.

"What are you doing, Yuya?" Large sunset eyes pin to the dark ones of Shikamaru Nara. Her attention seems to make the boy jump, as if he's just seen a ghost. Yuyake frowns in confusion. While she knows she rushed out the house today, she was sure to wipe away all toothpaste from her face, so what has him so spooked?

"Whoa, are you ok? You look..." he searches the air for the next word, "Disturbed," he finishes and the choice just makes her raise an eyebrow.

Disturbed? What does he even mean by that? Her new expression seems to throw him for a loop.

"Hey, if nothing's wrong, forget I said anything," he backs down. Yuyake jumps inwardly, whoa he can see her distraught that easily? Is she that obvious? Or are they just really good friends?

She hopes it's the latter...

Shikamaru abandons her attention and that directs it to the pain building up in her legs.

Her eyebrows narrow in agitation.

Screw this!

The brown skinned girl pounces on the desk space besides Sasuke, and the thud that resounds hushes the group of girls and beckons their attention. Yuyake moves to stand behind the seat. There, she is tall and dominant, her large eyes narrow and on Sasuke, daring the Uchiha to deny her this seat.

This is his time to show her.

Up until this point she's avoided contact with him to avoid clan drama, but this is it.

Will he stay in the past like they're ancestors? or move forward with her?

Sasuke narrows his dark eyes at her.

Really, the Bokuso-chi wants to sit with him? of all people?

Though he supposes an enemy is better than the obsessed girls surrounding him.

"Do what you want, Bokuso-chi,"

Sunset eyes narrow in disappointment.

Somehow he's chosen to do both.

She slides into the chair, and it's like she opens the gates to hell itself by doing so.

"What makes you think you can sit there! We were here first!"

"How dare you! I demand you get up!"

Ok, now Yuya can see how he chose ancient enemy over them. They're screaming is enough to trouble her hair, and that's impressive given the follicle's thickness.

"Sasuke! Tell her to get up!"

Oh neat, he's getting problems too.

Man, how does the Uchiha deal with them all the time? That level of patience should be rewarded... If only he wasn't such a jerk, then she would find a way to do so.

Twitch.

Yuyake's attention perks up.

Did Sasuke's brow just twitch?

A grin spreads upon her face.

Oh, so he doesn't handle it. Or at least not as well as she originally thought.

Ha!

"Hey! Are you Listening to me!"

Someone blares in Yuyake's ear, and her sensitive hear almost makes her tear up a little, but she's strong.

Releasing a breath, the brown skinned kunoichi decides completely ignoring them is probably her only means of peacefully getting them to fuck off. But she needs a distraction... Well, she can do some training, after all she can use the extra practice, she has a long way to go.

She shields her sunset eyes from the world, encasing herself in the realm of waves

DRIP!

Mistake!

This is a mistake. All at once, the waves erupt as white frequencies as thin as pins and they distort Yuyake's mind and over run her thoughts. She can't focus on a set or on anything, for that matter.

It's too much!

It is. She's in this realm where she is suspended in water; the sky indistinguishable from the liquid darkness. The waves crash into her with strength beyond her own. They drag her under and banish her air, each one pushing her deeper, and she can't handle it. There are so many around her, there's no way she could differentiate them! She has to leave! She can't stay in this realm for much longer; she'll drown!

No.

A voice, resolved and hard, centers Yuayke's focus. It gives her a point a reference. It reaches down into the harsh waves and grabs her hand, pulling her to the surface. It allows her to catch her breath before contorting into an island she can hide on from the waves, and she is grateful.

She stands on it.

The ferocious waves of thought rally around her, smacking against her island, but they don't reach her. Even the largest currents can't make it to her. She stands, watching the waves naw at each other. Slower ones get lost beneath faster ones and more malicious ones try to sneak beneath her radar. She had to find a way to tell them apart...

"Focus harder and the brainwaves will gain color,"

Yuyake's memories fetch the knowledge, bringing it to the forefront of her brain. Alright, now she needs to apply it.

Sweat slides down her temple as her effort is exerted, but the colors are lost to her. She curls in on herself, gripping her head, squeezing it, like she is trying to get something out. But it won't come! This has to be a mental thing! Something is holding her back. And she needs to conquer it!

Over power it!

Out wit it!

Control it!

"Come on! Come. on!" Yuyake summons strength to her side and cunning to her mind, but none of it works. No matter how she fights, she keeps being thrown back.

Why isn't this working?!

..!

Is that something wet? Yuyake can feel her island begin to flood. The waves crawl onto its surface, and tug at her body as they retreat.

And it's getting higher each time.

"No! No, no!" This isn't right, why can't she conquer this? Why can't she-

...

Maybe she isn't supposed to.

The waves retreat.

...

She isn't is she?

Yuyake stands back to her feet, and looks around her small perch. These waves, they are all physical representations of the thoughts of a person.

Why would she need to conquer someone else's thought?

Her thought is not better; it is not worthy of any more merit than the ones around her so why is she fighting them? Trying to prove her own is superior?

Ruumble!

Yuyake watches her island begin to elongate, stretching high into the empty sky. But the sky is no different from the waves, if anything it's just more lonely up there.

Why would she want to be so isolated, when nothing comes from doing so?

Being down there doesn't mean she has to conform to a norm, all it means is that she is humble, and open to the world around her, and its opinions.

She takes a few steps back, before catapulting her body over the cylindrical edge. As she descends, the sea morphs. Each wave coexists with the others, colliding but not disrupting. She nears its surfaces, and as she does, it erupts into colors: reds, oranges, yellows, blues. She smiles in content, yet another step in her training complete!

She'll be talking in no time!

Outside her person, Yuyake simply appears as if she's fallen asleep, which doesn't seem far fetched; she is Shikamaru's friend after all. They have to have something in common. The girls have all gone back to their reserved seats, and Sakura, who was the start of it all, found a chair Yuyake apparently missed.

Iruka Sensei enters the class, and gets them all to settle down, effectively 'waking' Yuyake from the world of thought. He looks at his class; pride burning into his chest to see them all here, Naruto especially. An ever growing smile is all he could do to show his boundless joy.

Too bad Mizuki chose the path he did, if he stayed on the straightened arrow, then he would've gotten to share this moment as well.

"As of today you are all ninja. To get here you have all faced difficult trials and hardships, but that's nothing. What comes next will be far more difficult," His eyes roam the room as he stands like a soldier, hands behind his back and feet apart. "Now, you are only genin, first level ninja, which means you will be grouped into a three man squad. Each squad will be led by a Jonin, an elite ninja,"

Everyone gasps.

Then the gossiping starts.

"Well, someone's gotta be on Sasuke's squad. Who do you think it's going to be?"

Yuyake hears Ino sneer the question at Sakura.

The girl is nonchalant, "I don't know,"

Even though she's playing it cool, Yuyake sneaks a peek, and sees fire is burning in the Haruno's eyes. "These girls are hopeless," Yuyake never face palmed so hard before. She just hopes they won't end up on her team.

There are other things said and thought, mostly hopeful of team composition, very few are opposed to the idea.

Yuyake hopes that she's put on a team with Shika and Hinata, because let's face it, they'll be killer! Both her and Hinata would be able to locate the enemy from far away and make sure they're not being tailed, mean while, Shikamaru can think of an amazing strategy that her and Hinata can execute without fail.

It would be awesome!

"We want each squad to have a balance of strengths and abilities, so that's how we set them up. I will now announce the squads," Iruka beams as he looks down at his list and begins rambling off names for the groups.

As the teacher matches the groups of three, girls get more and more depressed, each one disappointed they aren't paired with the Uchiha. The ones remaining sweat with anticipation, waiting for their own match up.

"Squad 7, Naruto Uzumaki,"

Said blonde looks up.

"Yuyake Bokuso-chi,"

Naruto brightens even more, she isn't Sakura, but she seems nice!

"And Sasuke Uchiha,"

Naruto's attitude flops at the mention of the Uchiha's name. All hope for a happy future is lost! No Sakura and he has Sasuke?! Why is the Universe against him!

Yuyake shudders when several gazes burn into her body. She fears if it continues long enough, she'll be set on fire. What did she do? She didn't pick the teams!

"How did you get into his group?!"

Yuyake knows Ino is addressing her, but thinks it best not to reply, from what the ebony girl has observed, the Yamanaka tends to start things, and the Bokuso-chi doesn't need that.

Not now or ever.

"I don't get it, what do you see in a guy like that?" Shikamaru asks, resting his chin on his palm, "He's not so special," Shika, on the other hand, is loads of fun to respond to.

Yuyake gives him a pervy smile, bouncing her eyebrows in a suggestive way. Is the Nara jealous of Sasuke~? Shikamaru frowns at her, a light blush dusting his cheeks. "Shut it, I didn't mean it that way," he narrows his gaze at the girl. Yuyake drags her pinched fingers over her lips, zipping them up, as asked. Shikamaru doesn't even respond, he knows he messed that up.

Ino is taken aback by what he said, "You are so beyond clueless! Shikamaru, don't you get it?"

The Nara shifts to look at the bleach blond. "No I don't get it, because I'm not a girl,"

Yuyake narrows her eyes at him.

"Why are you looking at me like that? You shouldn't be offended Yuya, you're not a girl, you're a Yuya," he smirks softly, and the Bokuso-chi crossed her arms and turns her nose up to the air.

Revenge is sweet.

Ino sighs and gives a pitiful look, "You're so full of yourself. Jealousy is a terrible thing," she brings her hand to be beneath her chin "I'd hate to be on your squad," Ino returns.

"Now, squad 10, Ino Yamanaka, Shikamaru Nara"

Ino's mouth forms an "o" as she gasps at Iruka's words.

Shika gives a short cackle in triumph. "Did you say something about hating to be on my squad?"

The blonde growls at the boy.

"And, Choji Akamichi," Iruka seals Ino's fate with the final name.

Ino groans inwardly "Not food boy too!"

"Those are all the squads," Iruka announces.

"Iruka-sensei, why does a great ninja like me have to be in the same group with a slug like Sasuke?" Naruto stands from his seat and points to the accused Uchiha.

Personally, Yuyake doesn't mind being on a team with either person really; though she sort of wishes Shikamaru and her would've been on the same squad.

And Hinata, can't forget Hinata.

It's a silly question. Nonetheless, Iruka entertains it. He hums in thought before answering, "Sasuke has the best scores of all the graduating students, Naruto, you had the worse scores," he places his hands on his hips as the children laugh.

"There he goes pointing Naruto out in front of the whole class again" Yuya thinks, a light grimace on her face

"To create a balanced group, we put the best student, with the worse student," he closes.

Naruto growls at the teacher and class.

"Just make sure you don't get in my way, loser" Sasuke speaks for the first time that day.

Yuyake's head drops "Now Sasuke is just instigating!" she sighs inwardly, scratch what she believed earlier, maybe she does mind.

Sasuke hopes the Bokuso-chi knows that his comment extends to her. He has forgotten her on several occasions, Which leads him to believe she isn't anything special, so she better stay that way: Quiet and out of sight.

Naruto tightens his fist till a vein bulges under the skin. The nerve of Sasuke, treating him like this, and calling him a loser! "Hey what did you say!?" Naruto steps up.

"Hard of hearing?"

The laughter starts anew, and Yuyake is embarrassed to be on their team, pinching her nose's bridge to relieve her of the stress they'll no doubt cause. She then proceeds to sink beneath the desk's cover. Why did she even sit with them? If she had sat some where else, maybe everyone would have forgotten she is on this team.

Fat chance.

Iruka clears his throat to regain the class' attention "After Lunch, you'll meet your new Jonin teachers," he informs, "Until then, class dismissed"

Yuyake puts her head down. Maybe she'll disappear.

With the dismissal in place, students scatter faster than Yuyake expects. Despite not being on Sasuke's team, Yuya's classmates seem pretty excited to get to know their new siblings in arms over lunch. Inwardly groaning, Yuyake decides she should probably take up that same attitude and invite Naruto and the Uchiha to break bread. Lifting her skull from the desks' sleek material the mute kunoichi looks around.

...

Where the hell did they go!?

Black hair sways as her head thrashes about.

They really just bounced!

They didn't even try to invite her or anything!

What the fuck!

The heiress shoots out her seat, grabbing her lunch from underneath and storming out the room.

Not only did they leave her, but right after she becomes Sasuke-fan public enemy number one? It's only a matter of time some of them get together a tiny little posse and come for her...

Should she go find Shikamaru or Hinata?

...No. In battle she'll only have those two knuckle heads to rely on, so it's best she just gets use to it.

Huffing, the girl exits the building.

Now... if she were a yellow fire cracker an a self-centered, past-obsessed jerk?

Sasuke is probably going to avoid the crowd, he'll go off by himself to avoid any problems. While Naruto... might...go... ok she really doesn't know the slightest thing about the Uzumaki.

Would he willingly seek the Uchiha out? Maybe prove his worth after such a public humiliation? Yeah, that seems possible... So. Find Sasuke and you find Naruto. Yuyake ponders where the last Uchiha might be...

Uhhh...

Wow... she knows absolutely nothing about these two... despite how prominent their appearance was in academy, Yuya realizes now she's always blocked them out.

Well... moving is better than standing still.

Taking off in a random direction, Yuyake decides circling the school at varying perimeters might be a good strategy, starting close to the building's walls before searching more loosely around its territory.

She's getting further and further away, but she's not seeing anything.

They really ditched her!

They are gonna get the bite of a life time when she sees them!

Maybe she'll just find a safe little nook to tuck away in and eat her food...

Yuyake regrets not taking a closer look at their brainwaves when she had the chance, cause at least then she'd have some way to track them.

A sigh leaves her as she gets further and further from the school. She isn't seeing them... Well, fine, if they don't want to hang out with her, that's ok. She'll just go eat lunch in a tree. She likes trees.

Trees are nice...

Trees don't run off and abandon people...

Yuyake finds a nice lavish one and hops into its woody arms, coping a squat.

Well... At least She has her lunch.

"Hey!" Startled, the mute looks down upon a passing group of classmates. They all hold their lunches close to themselves. Tilting her head, the heiress questions their appearance with her body language, and they answer her.

"Are you looking for Sasuke?" One sneers at her, regardless of their sassy demeanor, Yuya nods.

"Well, we saw him along with that blonde idiot over there, but never forget, he's not, nor will Sasuke ever be interested in you!"

Grinning, Yuyake shrugs and hops down, making her way into the thin woods near the school. So this is where the Uchiha escapes to, and where Naruto followed him!

Yuya barely notices the school disappearing in the distance behind her.

The only thing she notices is the fist buried deep in her gut.

!

Her mouth opens, attempting pass her pain of in relieving hurls, but there is nothing in her stomach, only the acid that rises, eating away at the flesh in her throat before burning a sour taste on her tongue.

"Wow she's pretty stupid... I can't believe she actually came here by herself,"

Yuyake clutches her wounded body, her forehead the only thing keeping her from falling face-first into her on bodily fluids.

"I know right? Too easy, restrain her," The glee in the feminine voice above her is sadistic.

Her arms are taken up yanked from her being, and her legs are straightened and held.

Yuyake lifts her head to face four of the girls from her class. It's not the ones that sent her here like she thought.

Three are restraining her while the free one preps for another attack.

There is no one around to witness the beating. No one around the hear the hisses of air that are birthed after each connected hit.

It's just her and her assailants.

Good.

Sasuke wanders into eye shot, barely noticing the bullying from within his cloud of rage. How could he let Naruto do that to him? It doesn't help when Sakura's inconsiderate words ring in his head.

"!"

It's the confused cries that catch his attention. Charcoal orbs are drawn the to the scene of five girls. Yuyake stands, a beaten face and a defiant look in her eyes, three girls struggle to keep a hold of her, but she isn't fighting them. Their turmoil seems to be within themselves as they lash out at what isn't there. When their grip falters, The Bokuso-chi steps forth, challenging the last one with her countenance.

Sasuke watches. He watches as the ebony girl breaks the four down. She shatters their confidence with her own, and dismantles their pride and privilege with her audacity. He watches Yuyake tear down their expectations and their will to fight. And it is awesome! It is amazing to see the girl stand amongst their fallen bodies like she is a goddess of destruction who should not be trifled with. Her eyes shining brilliantly with pure happiness and her muscles tight, waiting, hoping for another challenger.

But she doesn't get one, and the Uchiha finds himself just as disappointed as her.

Something changes in the girl, woeful regret fills her face before she flees, combing her hair over her bruises, and tripping over her feet.

It makes Sasuke smirk, but he isn't completely sure why, watching someone else fight shouldn't and hasn't gotten him excited before, but just then, he almost joined in for the fun! For the thrill!

That is dangerous.

Sasuke is shocked, to say the least; with her performance and his own behavior. He knows he's definitely grown a bit of respect for her.

Though she'll never know.

Maybe the Bokuso-chi aren't so bad after all.

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A/N: Bokuso-chi are expected to hold back unless it's just them and their enemy! This is to keep themselves from appearing as a threat to the leaf village in Danzo's eyes as Yoru know the truth behind the Uchiha massacre. The agreement is mutual between the clan leader and the Hokage who doesn't agree with Danzo's methods!