Hey everyone! I am back with vengeance! Not really but it sounded good enough… since I have already posted 2 other stories (chapters really) in the last 24 hours I didn't leave for long. Any way, to the story!

Disclaimer// I don't own anything in this story, including Namir Dessloch that belongs to TunezGal. The creator of Naruto owns everyone and everything else.

The office in the Hokage mansion was somewhat cold to Namir, even though she had on a thick dark green jacket. Kiba and Hinata were sitting beside her, giggling in amongst, whatever they were talking about. Personally, Namir didn't really want to know. Naruto sat on the other side of her, watching her every move, somewhat interested in what this girl was doing in Konohagakure.

"Na-Na-Naruto-kun, you should stop st-sta-staring at Dess-chan," Hinata stuttered. Although it had been a while since she had stopped liking Naruto, her stutter still remained, although it was becoming a lot worse of late. She was stuttering to every one, uncertain of what to think. Hinata smiled gently, as she turned back to Kiba. Sakura came in the door, ready to start her training with Tsunade.

"Naruto? Kiba? Hinata?" Sakura questioned. Naruto pointed to Namir, without saying a word. "I am Sakura Haruno," Sakura said, greeting the new ninja. Namir remained silent, as if she was in another world. She was leaning on the wall, her head dropped down low. Naruto poked her gently, Namir's body falling onto Hinata. Hinata held in a scream as Namir stirred and woke. She sat up straight, looking at the pink haired girl standing in front of her. A blonde woman walked in. She looked around 20, with her low blonde piggy tails and tight fitting green kimono.

"Sakura? What is going on?" Tsunade asked her apprentice. Sakura bowed as Tsunade sat at her desk.

"Tsunade-shinshou, this girl here is from another village and…" Sakura started to stutter abnormally. Tsunade sighed as Hinata looked up at the Hokage.

"Sh-she is a-a wandering nin-ninja na-named D-Dess," Hinata stuttered badly. Tsunade looked up at her stuttering kunoichi. Tsunade walked over to the sleep kunoichi beside her, looking for any signs of injuries. There were no injuries, except for a slight concussion to her head. Namir moved uncomfortably as Tsunade examined her. She pulled away slightly, trying not to pull back to far. Tsunade sighed as stood up, heading back towards her desk. Kiba was too busy patting Akamaru to care about the commotion around him. "Tsu-Tsunade-sa-sama, is D-Dess o-ok?" Hinata continued to stutter.

"Could you please try and stop stuttering? Dess is fine," Tsunade said, almost sounding rude. Tsunade looked at the ninja that was falling asleep at her feet and sighed. "Take her somewhere, hospital, one of your houses and let her sleep and bring her here when she wakes up again," Tsunade said, pointing at the door, "Sakura stay here for a few more minutes." Hinata, Kiba and Namir got up, walking towards the door when Tsunade sighed. Sakura looked at her shinshou, noticing the sake placed on the table. Sakura took the sake bottle and threw it in the bin and Tsunade grumbled.

"Tsunade-sama, why did you want me to stay for a few more minutes?" Sakura asked.

"I have a mission for you three…"

"Who is 'you three'?"

"Hinata, Kiba and yourself. It starts tomorrow. Shino is with Naruto and Neji on another mission and so they are missing a ninja. I want to ask the girl if she will do a mission with you and your job is to find out her skills. Got that?" Tsunade asked. Sakura nodded. "You may go now Sakura," Tsunade said as she looked down at the mountains of paperwork at her desk. Sakura headed out the door and disappeared, looking for the other 4.

The sun rose lightly on the rock faces over looking Konohagakure. Hinata woke gently, her eyes opening slowly. She had wandered outside, after putting on her usual attire. Her clothing were similar to those two and a half years ago, but they were purpler as well as she had grown out her hair. Her hair ran straight down her back apart from two bangs that went down her pale face. She looked around, looking for Namir. Hinata's heart skipped a beat as she couldn't find Namir, rushing around looking everywhere around Konoha. Through main streets, side streets, stalls, shops. Everywhere. Hinata stopped in front of Sakura's, her breaths heavy from exhaustion. She knocked once before putting her hands on her knees.

"Hinata? What's wrong? Where is Dess?" Sakura asked inquisitively. Hinata's breaths started to slow as she stood up straight.

"I… err…"

"Don't tell me you lost her,"

"I…um,"

"Well don't just stand there, help me look for her," Sakura said, heading outside the door, "Is there anywhere you haven't checked?" Hinata thought for a moment, instantly coming up with the answer Sakura wished not to hear.

"The old Uchiha residence," Hinata said. Sakura tried not to look depressed as she ran toward the Uchiha residence where Sasuke Uchiha once lived. They walked in the gate, unsure of what to think of the old residence. It was a wonder about why it hadn't been bulldozed. Despite Tsunade's slight 'money' problems.

"Dess!" Sakura called opening the door to what used to be Sasuke's home.

"Mikoto! Mikoto!" Namir's voice was heard calling from further inside. Sakura quickly ran into the other room, Hinata following behind her, almost standing on the back of Sakura's heels.

"Dess, what are you doing?" Sakura asked, looking at Namir who was examining a picture of Sasuke and his mother. A tear started to swell up in Sakura's eyes at the thought of Sasuke but she ignored them, wiping them away.

"Do you know where Mikoto is?" Namir asked, looking at the photo reminding her of one time she had been here, the only thing she could remember was Mikoto's kindness when she helped Namir as a small child. She remembered meeting Sasuke, well he walked past her and grunted if that counted. Sakura tried to figure out who was Mikoto. "Mikoto Uchiha," Namir said, giving her full name to see if it helped. There was a smash in the glass, making the picture harder to see.

"Mi-Mikoto…U-Uchiha?" Hinata stuttered, her words and sounds slurring together if they weren't repeated, "Th-the Uch-chiha cl-clan was m-m-murdered se-seven ye-years ag-ago."

"Mu-murdered? Wh-who murdered Mikoto, Fugaku, Sasuke and Itachi," Namir stuttered as a tear rolled down her cheek. Sakura froze at Sasuke's name being spoken so easily. Sakura sighed. It was no use. This girl somehow knew Sasuke's mother.

"What's your name?" Mikoto said, her sweet smile brightening up the cold area around her.

"Namir Dessloch," Namir said, her voice sounding small. Mikoto smiled as she held Namir's hand and helped her to her feet.

"Namir," Mikoto said, "Do you mind if I call you Dess? You can call me Mikoto." Namir smiled as she nodded her head. "Where are your parents?" Mikoto asked as she led me towards a large estate, all buildings marked with a strange symbol, like two semi circles and a line coming from the bottom one. I looked around in awe as I ran into the estate, Mikoto giggling behind me.

"I don't know where my parents are. Or family," Namir said, quieting down.

"Well, I will introduce you to my family," Mikoto smiled, holding my hand leading me into one of the houses, "I have a husband and two sons, one around your age." I noticed an older boy sitting on a chair, concentrating on the thin air, as it seemed. Mikoto smiled as she looked at the boy, his long raven hair tied in a ponytail at the bottom of his neck. He looked over slightly and nodded towards Mikoto. "Itachi, this is Dess," Mikoto said as she looked at the boy, "Itachi is my oldest son." Mikoto smiled at me, her kind face growing warm. Itachi grunted as he concentrated again. An older man walked in with a smaller boy, as the smaller boy seemed shyer than his older brother. The older man frowned as he turned, his eyes demanding Mikoto to come with him.

"Who is that?" the man's voice demanded

"Namir Dessloch," Mikoto said, her kind voice still echoing.

"You just took the girl off the streets?"

"She was alone and hurt. What do you expect me to do?"

"Just leave her there,"

"She is Sasuke's age!"

"So, if she is worthy of living than she will survive,"

"So that's it. You would put Sasuke on the street and expect that if he was worthy of living he would survive," Mikoto said. There was silence. "I don't care if you think that this girl is scum. She was injured and I am helping her, even if it's only for a day or two," Mikoto said, her voice starting to sound harsh.

"Make sure that when she is well that she isn't in this house," the man said. Mikoto walked out of the door, a smile still broad on her face. She pointed to the small boy and looked at him.

"That is Sasuke. Sasuke this is Dess," Mikoto said as Sasuke answered with a small grunt, happening to hear everything that was said as he walked off. "And my husband, Fugaku is that one over there," Mikoto said. Namir smiled.

"Dess," Sakura muttered, "Sasuke is not dead yet but it was Itachi that killed everyone else." Namir's eyes widened. Itachi had killed his own parents along with the rest of his family.

"It-Itachi?" Namir stuttered, her voice sounding quieter than Hinata. Sakura nodded once. "Where is Sasuke?" Namir asked as Sakura lowered her head.

"He l-left with O-Orochima-maru to o-obtain p-power to ki-ill Ita-Itachi," Hinata stuttered.

"Orochimaru?" Namir asked, sounding stupid with the question.

"Orochimaru was one of our legendary three sannin, like the Hokage and Jaraiya-sama. He turned evil and he rules over the sound," Sakura said, as much as she hated to talk about it. Namir nodded as she stood heading for the door.

How was that? Short? Long? I think it was a little short but I am out of ideas for this chapter. I hit a serious writing block half way through. And that sucked. That's it for chapter 2! Until next time,

Asami Matsuda