Well, chapter 3. exactly 100 hits, 61 visitors, (and still counting) and no reviews for the last chapters. let's try to change that, shall we? here we go...

I don't own anything. But I really wish I owned Kakashi and Gaara. and Sasori. especially sasori... pretty twisted... I actually changed my status on Facebook when he died. Now I'm widowed.

in your reviews (that I demand come), can someone decently explain petobear? wikipidia does a crappy job. it's something like a child-raping meme, right?

just so you know, Alice Nine is a Japanese pop band that I really like. I don't own them.

link to Kinara's eyes on my profile

**= translation at bottom

p.s. Some of you may be thinking "There's no way that this girl can be so powerful!"

Yeah, well Itachi graduated the academy when he was f****** 7, deal with it. And I also thought that Naruto deserved a friend who hated Sasuke and people like him as much as him, and would be able to kick those pricks' collective asses.

I sat down on my bed, my mind drifting from one topic to another. Class, dinner, shopping, anything. This was a tradition of mine. Shut out the real world so you don't need to face the truth. It was working pretty well. but it was really miserable. I walked over to my mirror, and stared at my eyes. My eyes. I'd seen the way the others look at them, half afraid, half curious. There was another emotion there. one I continuously tried to discern.

Laying back down i let my eyes drift close. As they did I let in a trickle of memories that I had been shutting out for a long time. Faces where being dragged back into my mind. They where blurry, then slowly came into focus.

(In her memories, 3rd person)

A tall women stood in front of a stove, slowly stirring a pot of boiling water. Her dark red hair was kept out of her face by a loose bun held be a scrap of blue silk. She wore a dark blue kimono of a similar color. The trimming was a light blue and she was wearing slippers of the same fabric. A little girl ran into the room wearing a purple kimono of similar design. Running to her mothers side she hugged her leg as the older woman patted her head. The girl, who could be no more then nine years old, giggled gleefully and ran away, only to return with a chair that she was dragging.

Standing on the chair she peeked into the pot and smiled brightly. Next to her mother was a small dish filled with candy. The girl was eying said dish mischievously, her hand edging ever closer to it. Her mother was not oblivious to this, and caught her wrist playfully, but still with force.

"Not now, Ichi-hiki**. Wait until after dinner," said the woman, her voice very soft. She smiled sweetly, some of her teeth showing from in between her pink lips.

"But mom..." said the girl, drawing out the last word. "Can't I have one piece, just one?"

"Not now," Said the woman gently, but with more force then the last time. "Kinara, why don't you go find you father, tell him dinner will be ready soon,"

"Ok, mother," replied Kinara. She jumped off of the chair and ran out of the room into the back yard.

When she reached her destination she stopped and turned her head in every direction. Her gaze landed on a tall man with layered black hair. His eyes where a deep jade, tinted slightly with blue. His face could easily be described as handsome, it was angular, and he had a slight tan, suggesting that he was exposed to little sunlight. Where that might lessen others features, it amplified his. He was wearing a simple green kimono, the color was the same as his eyes, only slightly faded. At the time, he had been repairing a fence that bordered a large garden.

The garden was in the shape of a hexagon, bordered by a simple bamboo fence. There was a stone walkway that twisted it's way about half way through the garden, then forking off in two different directions. The left one led to a elegant bridge that crossed a small stream. The stream led to a fish pond that was inhabited by a number of coy fish. the second path was simply a walkway that looped around to the main path. About halfway down it, it branched out into a small circle lined with benches and small maple trees. The garden on a whole was colorful, green and red, with spatterings of pink where the cherry trees where planted.

In another area of the yard, some training materials lay on a table, arranged meticulously, kunai of various design, shuricans of varying sizes, and an assortment of other odds and ends. A line of targets was arranged roughly 25 feet from the table, several wepon made wholes penatrating the center of them, and little to none on the outer edges of them.

Currently, the man was re-binding a bamboo post with a piece of twine. Turning upon hearing his daughters foot steps, he smiled brightly and pulled her into a hug.

"Daddy," she began.

"Yes, utsukushi**?"

"Mother told me to tell you that dinner's ready,"

"Tell her I'll be in in one moment, I just need to finish this up. ok?" He said. After she nodded, he gently spun her around and pushed her in the direction of the house.

When they entered the doorway, he set her down gently. Walking over to where the women was standing, he slipped his arm around her was and planted a light kiss on her cheek. the girl ran to the knees of her two parents and hugged them.

the picturesque scene remained frozen.

(Kinara's POV current time)

The tears came again, I couldn't see how I could still be able to cry, there was no limit to my tears. Over the last 4 years I had just started to cry silently, I couldn't remember the last time I had bawled, but I was now.

Family. We had been a family. Had. Like the house and the garden, that aspect of my life had gone up in smoke. Would you be proud of me now? that's all I want... to know that I didn't disappoint you. Tomorrow I'll take the final exam, and I might be a ninja. Like you both where. Then I came, and you gave it up. Please, can you hear me right now? Are you proud of who I am? Taking a few deep breaths, I forced my tears to subside. Then I remembered dinner. Sitting up slowly, I walked over to my closet, before realizing that I had no idea where we where going to eat.

After making sure there where no traces of tears on my face, I ran down stairs to ask my aunt where we would eat.

"Nothing fancy, I just thought we could go to Ichiraku's or something, sound good?"

"Sounds great!" I said, before rushing back upstairs to grab something else to wear. I chose a pair of black cargo pants and a Alice nine tee-shirt, leaving off my usual ninja garb. I kept my shoes on and dashed back down again.

When we got to Ichiraku's, I noticed Iruka sensei and Naruto sitting a few seats down from us. I over heard a few lines of what they where saying,

"Naruto, why would you do that to the monument, you know who the hokage are don't you?"

"Of course I do, they if you get the title of Hokage, it means your the strongest ninja in the village, right? Especially the 4th Hokage, he was the greatest of them all. he saved the village from the nine-tailed fox!"

"Then why did you do it?"

"Because I'm going to surpass all of them! Naruto Uzamaki! The greatest Hokage! Then the whole village will have to stop disrespecting me, and acknowledge me!"

This made me remember the words my aunt had spoken earlier

"I do feel so bad for that boy, the villagers treat him so badly, it wasn't as bad when he was little, but now that he's grown up they're even more afraid of him..." What the fuck was that about?

So, he'd noticed it too. Well of course he would ave.

"Hi Kinara!" A loud voice called, breaking me out of my reverie.

"Hu? Oh, hi Naruto. How are you?" I responded, trying to make my voice warm and cheerful. Iruka sent his blond pupil an encouraging look.

"I-I'm fine. Thanks for asking..." He said nervously. Wow, Naruto Uzamaki, nervous? It's like this is the first time anyone's ever spoken to him... wait... that's probably true. poor guy.

"Good luck tomorrow!"

"Yeah, you too..." He smiled his usual foxy smile, and turned back to his Ramen.

"Kinara, what do you want to eat?" My aunt asked.

"um... beef ramen..." I said uncertainty.

"Ok, two please!

(30 min. later at kinara's house)

Still Kinara's POV

"Kinara, I just wanted to say thank you," my aunt began.

"For what, you treated me?"

"For saying hello to the Uzamaki boy, he needed it..." she said the last part softly.

I began, "Why can't you tell me why people ignore him?" wanting an answer, and planning on continuing.

"All in due time... but until then, just be kind to him, ok?"

"I hate it when people say that..."

"Say what?"

"All in due time..."

Flashback

"Mommy, why do you say we're from the Hinara clan?"

"Because we are, darling"

"But.. it's only grammy, you, daddy, and me? Don't there need to be more people to call it a clan?" when I asked this, her face when stony for a moment, before she forced a smile out saying playfully, "We're all we need, we're specical, Kinara, you'll understand it all in due time."

"okay..." I had answered dejectedly. I shuffled out of the room and made for my bedroom, but paused upon hearing my grandmother's voice saying sternly to my mother,

"Darling, I love you, but when will you tell her. I harldly think that this is somthing you can wait to tell her for when she's called."

"Mother, she may never be called,"

"You don't mean that, you know you don't, we've both sensed it. a war is coming, and they'll need her."

"She hasn't even entered the academy yet."

"That hasn't stopped her from proving herself, she has more skill then anyone else her age times 50. you know it's true. When the time comes, they'll want her."

"I know," I heard her say softly, sinking into the chair. I chanced a glance around the corner of the door way and saw her staring at her ring. My grandmother slid into the chair beside her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "I want her to have a choice, like I did, but.. so much will be expected of her, it's something not many people could ever cope with in a lifetime. I love her so much. And I love this ring, I love what it stands for. but what if she can't take it?"

"She's you're daughter, she's a Hinara, she's strong, she will. Have faith, tell her."

"I will, when she enters the academy I'll tell her. They can't call her before she's 13, anyway."

"I think that's a good plan."

end flash back

What had she been keeping from me... what ever it was, it had something to do with this ring. The ring rested on a chain that I had draped around my neck. Silver, onyx, Sapphires, all glistening. The cold metal suddenly felt scorching hot against my skin, a constant reminder of that which I was never to know.

"Well," I said, attempting to keep my face straight, "I'll turn in now, thanks for dinner, love you!"

When I reached my room I ripped the necklace off of my neck in a desperate attempt to block the doubts from my mind. It was just a wedding ring. What she meant by "I love what it stands for" all she meant was that she loved my father, right? Then why did I feel like the ring had a history that went more deeply then a marriage ceremony?

translations:

ichi-hiki= little one

utsukushi= dearest

also, I'd like to say that I REALLY want some reviews. I NEED advice. I'm new at this so I would really appreciate it. I'm using an online manga that has slightly different translations (so they don't get sued for copyright infringements), so sorry if it seems different.