After my decision to be a shinobi I started to stretch and run every day to prepare. The running was particularly a challenge as I hated the exercise in both my past life and now along with me being 2 years old. Often times I had to walk instead to not wear myself out too much. I was starting to be flexible,along with being more coordinated with movements. The energy from before was chakra and I was still able to sense it. Increasing my range from 3 feet was difficult. I had to be absolutely still ignore all my senses and focus on the chakra in the air. To feel how it twists and turns for hours on end.
Mother wasn't home at all anymore. She only came for meals then left. Her chakra stopped reaching out towards Dad. She wasn't smiling when he gave her a kiss. I wondered if it was my birth causing this divide. I'm abnormal. Dad's chakra reached for her's one day and curled back, as if it was hit. His face became pained. I think he finally realized she didn't love him anymore. Dad just kept acting like normal, he went about his routine. His chakra was one of the tells that he was depressed. It changed to a drooping dog laying down not wanting to move.
I tried to make him happy. It sometimes worked, he'd finally cracked a smile. Most of the time though he'd just tell me to go back to working on sewing or what I was doing beforehand.
I started to go outside and socialize with other children when I was 4. It was how I met Naruto. He was at the playground sitting on a swing looking at the kids playing. I wanted to interact with him so badly, he looked so sad. I walked forward quickly, trying to reach him as fast as I can. I wanted him to smile.
"Hello," I waved at him from a few feet away, "My name is Maiko, what's your name?"
"Naruto." He spoke quietly, body tensing as if to run away. "What do you want?"
I paused slightly. He was very different from what I remembered. "I want to be friends with you. I don't want to be lonely anymore." And it was true, even if I had a Dad in this life he wasn't there often nowadays. I was beginning to crawl into my shell from before.
His eyes shifted upwards to treeline above as if for reassurance. "Okay." He suddenly jumped up beaming brightly. I startled briefly wondering where this abrupt change came from.
"Thank you, can we go to the sandbox?" I asked him pointing at the vacant equipment.
"Sure"
Disclaimer : I Do Not Own Naruto
Looking back on the last chapter it was very much rushed. Along with me realizing that an infant should be able to write at that age let alone sew, but I will continue to learn and improve my writing. It is only my first story and I will improve in time. This is also the reason I am producing very small chapters, another is that I am in school.