I sat outside of the Hokage's office, waiting for him to allow me back in. Apparently I had taken too long at the gates, and the ones who were supposed to look after me while staying in the village had already arrive. I guessed that they were discussing the specifics of my stay, and how the politics of it were going to be. I sat in the chair quietly, looking around at the walls, taking note of the picture of the first three Hokage, thinking about how it could have been different if Madara had taken Tobirama's position. Probably could have avoided a couple incidents that have yet to happen.

The door clicked open, an anbu in the frame waving me in. When I approached, he side stepped so I could move past him. I looked to see two figures standing in front of the desk. One had long black hair, wearing a beige dress with a dark blue t-shirt underneath. The man had shoulder length black hair, wore the standard flak jacket and a black long sleeve shirt with the Konoha police force symbol on both shoulders. He had black pants, shin guards and some skirt looking thing with white diamonds around the bottom.

I squinted my eyes, almost immediately recognizing the woman, and then identified the man. 'Oh mang.' Of all the people to look after me, it just had to be Fugaku and Mikoto Uchiha? I didn't mind Mikoto, she seemed nice enough, but Fugaku? I knew he was a hard ass. My head lowered, knowing exactly what was going to happen.

"Ah, it's nice to see you return." Hiruzen said, a polite smile on his lips. I only nodded, and walked forward a few steps, gaining the attention of the other two. I could already feel Fugaku judging me, while Mikoto just smiled. I bowed politely to them, trying to get into their good books right away. Fugaku nodded, letting me know it was alright to stand straight. When I lifted my head, the Hokage continued. "As you can probably tell, I am putting you under the protection of the Uchiha clan, and this is Fugaku, their clan head."

I nodded along, showing I was listening. I wondered if he was doing this to help the standing of the clan within the village, but brushed it off. The internal war wasn't too prominent at this point in time. I bowed again, "It is an honour." I heard Mikoto giggle, and I moved back up and smiled at her. "Well, we should get going and get you situated, should we not?" she asked, looking to her husband for confirmation. He simply nodded once, bowing to the Hokage. Mikoto and I mirrored his movement and we were dismissed.

Fugaku walked in front of the two of us, leading us through the building. I looked at the rooms lining the hallway, noticing some were classrooms and some were meeting rooms. We reached the doors and walked outside, the low setting sun blinding me for a few seconds before they adjusted. We took a road heading south east, walking past the hot springs. I only recognized them as the ones that Jiraiya was caught snooping in.

"So," Mikoto spoke up. "How was the trip here? The Hokage said you had no trouble." I nodded to her. "It was fun, actually. Kakuzu was a bit sour, but he did help me with training!" I told her, a big smile on my face. She smiled back, but then Fugaku spoke, to both of our surprise. "What did it involve?" I scratched my chin, puzzled for a moment.

"Well he taught me how to properly punch, kick and throw kunai. We didn't have much time to get to anything else." I answered as he mulled it over. "You will show me what you know when we get back to the compound." I nodded, somewhat worried about how harsh he could be. I felt a hand on the top of my head and I turned to see Mikoto smiling at me. "He just wants to help you get better, but you have to try your hardest now that you reside with us." she told me with a warning, and I clapped once.

"Of course!"

When we arrived at the compound, we entered the front door and took off our shoes, placing them neatly next to the door. I heard feet pattering about down the hallway, then a head poke out. A familiar head. One that seemed to be the same age as me, but I couldn't really tell.

"Hello Itachi. This is the girl we talked about, the one who is staying with us for a bit." He came out from behind the wall and walked up to me. He bowed, "It is nice to meet you." I mirrored his action, and repeated his words. "My name is Suchiru no Sabaku." He looked at me for a bit, before an eyebrow raised. "Steel of the desert?"

I nodded before explaining to him. "My father is the Third Kazekage. But he got kidnapped. He had a kekkei genkai, one that allowed him to control iron sand, so he named me after it." He nodded in understanding. Fugaku cleared his throat before motioning to a door at the back of the house. We all made our way to it, minus Mikoto, who I suspected was going to make tea.

We stepped outside, walking out on the porch before jumping down to the grass that surrounded the house. "Alright, I want you two to spar." I heard the head of the household declare. I froze up, knowing that even at three, Itachi was a prodigy. We stood across from each other, getting into our fighting stances, his looking just a bit more graceful than mine.

I glanced over to see Fugaku, only to see a tight lipped look. My head fell, I was already disappointing him. "Go." He said, and Itachi moved first. He hit by my head, but my arms blocked it, them already being there. I moved forward quickly, throwing a punch with my right, and then following it up with my left, careful to dodge the incoming attack. He anticipated this, and moved to counter my dodge and punched me in my stomach.

I winced in pain, moving back a bit before bringing my hands back up to protect my head. I waited for him to close in before throwing the one-two punch, adding a kick at the end, getting him in the leg. I moved back, light on my toes before he came at me again, but harder. I tried weaving around his hands, but getting hit by most of his punches.

I tried thinking of what I could do to catch him off guard, only coming to one move. My rugby tackle. I thanked my previous life for being educated on the sport, and made my move. I dodged another swipe from him, pulling my head down and guarded it with my hands. I threw a hit, making him move back and giving me the space I needed. I pushed myself in, making it look as if I were going in for a punch, but ducked under his own and grabbed him around his thighs, lifting up and slamming his back into the ground. I quickly raised my fist, ready to punch, but I didn't move.

I heard clapping coming from the sidelines, and when I looked, it wasn't Fugaku. No, he had a wide eyed look that quickly transitioned into disappointment. The clapping was coming from the young boy beside him. The curly haired boy had a huge shit eating grin on his face. "Itachi, it's not like you to be beaten."

My face went fifty shades of red seeing the future prodigy congratulating me. "That last move caught me off guard." he defended. Fugaku shook his head. "You underestimated her." I hid my face in my hands, moving them so I could speak with a shaky voice. "No, h-he was winning, he's definitely stronger, and if I didn't use a foreign move he would have won." I heard Fugaku mumble to himself before there were footsteps in front of me.

Two hands grabbed my wrists bringing them away from my face. "Why are you blushing?" Shisui asked, pure curiosity on his face. If my face could get any more red from his closeness, it did. "I-I didn't expect anyo-one to be watching…" He let go of me, looking over to Itachi's father, who just rounded the corner into the house. "Fugaku-san was watching."

"I believe she meant other than him." Itachi clarified for me. "Though I did forget to mention you were here." I gave the younger Uchiha a menacing look. "He was… babysitting me." I looked at him again, this time with disbelief. "I wonder who was really babysitting who." I commented without thinking. "Hey now," Shisui whined. "I'm the older one."

Itachi smirked, "That doesn't mean you're more mature." The oldest of us pointed at him accusingly. "Stop using big words, you're only three!" "You're not much older. You're only six." he argued back. I started to slip away from the arguing duo, even though it was painfully obvious which one was actually winning. Then someone grabbed the collar of my dress, dragging me back.

"As much as I enjoy Itachi being beat, I would like to know who did it." Shisui said, twisting me around. "I'm Suchiru no Sabaku." I told him. He gave a deadpan look, crossing his arms. "Steel of the desert? Who names a girl that?" I huffed my cheeks before a hand was on my shoulder. "The Third Kazekage." Itachi answered for me.

Wide eyes replaced the deadpan look, and he scratched his cheek nervously. "Oh." Itachi and I both chuckled at this before Shisui commented again. "Does that mean he's here? During the war?" My head lowered. "No. He's gone. Kidnapped." A curtain of awkwardness descended onto the group, nobody commenting on it.

I felt a pair of arms wrap around me, holding me firmly. I looked up, only to get a face full of fluffy black hair. "They'll find him. Don't give up so easily." I was told, and I hugged him back and nodded. Though I knew it wouldn't happen, this was the first time someone other than my mother showed any sympathy for me, it was kind of awkward, but it was nice.

"Aw, aren't you two cute." I heard from the door of the house, causing me to stiffen. The boy hugging me let go, leaving one arm around my shoulders while scratching his head. "I was only trying to make her feel better, even though beating Itachi is enough." Mikoto laughed at us, but mostly at my incredibly red face. "Well come in and get something to eat. I made onigiri and dango for you three."

I don't think Itachi even moved this fast during our spar. He was in the house almost instantly, leaving Shisui and I out in the yard. "Last one back has to help clean up." I heard from beside me before he started running. "Hey that's not fair! You got a head start!" I whined as I tried to keep up with him. By the time I had made it in, the two already had their faces stuffed full with food.

"I can't believe you like picking on little kids." I aimed my comment at the older boy. He only grinned and stuffed his mouth with more onigiri. I sighed and sat down with the two, picking up the rice ball and munching down on it, now realizing that for the past couple days I hadn't really eaten much. I relished the food, sipping on the green tea that was also provided.

Shortly after we finished our snack, Fugaku escorted Shisui back to his place, and Mikoto showed me my room. It was adequately sized, having a fluffy futon smack dab in the middle of the room with white pillows and a dark blue comforter with the Uchiha crest in the center. She revealed the clothes she had for me in the closet, most of them bearing the Uchiha crest too. I asked her about it, and she told me that we needed to keep a low profile, so I needed to blend in with the rest of the clan.

After she left, I looked through the closet, seeing what she actually had for me. Most of it consisted of the same clothing that Itachi wore, with a couple dresses and leggings thrown in. My sleep clothes were a plain black t-shirt and pants, which was fine with me. I got changed into them, and relaxed into the futon, happy that I didn't have to sleep on the ground again. I thought back to what Mikoto said about blending in, furrowing my brows at the fact that I had yellow eyes instead of black or dark grey like the rest of the clan had. I would have to ask her about it at some point.

After months of training with both Itachi and his father, it was finally the day of reckoning. The day that I wasn't entirely sure I wanted to come, but here it was. Our first day at the academy. I stood next to Itachi, his parents behind us. The Hokage stood in front of the small crowd of students, lecturing us on what it was to be a ninja.

We were eventually let in, following one chunin that I didn't recognize. Everyone piled into a classroom on the first floor, and grabbed a seat. I decided to sit in the second row from the front by the window, Itachi following me in. I looked around the classroom, seeing that only two thirds of it was full. I pointed it out to the boy beside me.

"It must be because of the war." he told me. I nodded, figuring that the adults were too busy fighting for the village to reproduce. I noticed though that even a large amount of civilian kids were in the classroom. They must really be trying to get whoever they can.

The door opened, revealing our sensei. Not someone I knew, so I tuned him out a bit and stared out the window. I looked around outside, seeing the older kids practicing their kunai and shuriken throwing, wincing at how bad some of them were. They even looked to be about eight or nine, and still struggling with it.

Something bumped my arm, and I looked over to see Itachi handing me a sheet of paper, a test. I groaned, taking it from him and looking at it. Mostly reading/writing and math. I picked out a pencil from my case, getting to work on it. The first part was easy for me, and I flew right through it. Then it came to the math portion. Even in my previous life I wasn't exactly stellar at it. Good thing that this was the easy stuff that I knew from before, otherwise I would have been stumped.

I turned my page over, and looked to see the boy beside me was already done, hands crossed in front of him on the desk. He looked over, noticing me looking. I gave him a thumbs up, letting him know that it was relatively easy for me. He smiled a bit, then turned his attention outside with an eyebrow raised.

I jumped when I went to look at what he was looking at. In front of the window, his face pressed firmly into it, was Shisui. He was waving wildly, making a huge ass out of himself. Our sensei noticed the commotion, though Itachi was smart enough to look away before he was caught looking. A piece of chalk was whipped at my head in attempt to get me to stop looking. I apologized to our sensei, and then turned to glare at the older Uchiha, only to see him doubled over in laughter.

I promptly flipped him off and he tried to look offended, though couldn't due to him laughing at me. I was flicked in the head, making me turn back to Itachi, only to have him point at the teacher who was glaring at me. "Just because you happen to be an Uchiha does not mean you get free range of actions in the classroom. Pay attention." I nodded quickly, quietly sitting in my seat as they went on with the lecture.

Since I was residing with the Uchiha, I was to act like one, and behave well. I wasn't to tarnish the name, and me being kind of an idiot, was already doing it. I huffed my hair out of my face, pulling at the headband I wore, adjusting it so the Uchiha crest was at the top of my head instead of by my ear. I had a lot of people to impress.

The rest of the day went by quickly and with no distractions. I had to inquire about a part of the lesson, so when it was time to leave, I told Itachi to go on ahead, and that I would meet him outside. When everybody had left, I approached my sensei.

"Is it possible to learn a chakra nature you aren't born with?" He nodded, "It is possible, but takes time to master. Why?" I shrugged my shoulders. "I want to know what kind of chakra nature I have." He smiled, and reached into a drawer on the podium, handing my a few sheet of paper in a bag.

"Here, take these. They are a special type of paper that when infused with chakra, will react to it. Take it home and get your parents to show you how it works." I took the bag and thanked him. I threw them into my bag and took off out the door. I walked down the hallway, trying to remember the route I took to get there. I turned a corner, seeing a door that lead outside, but a bunch of kids blocked the way. They seemed to be from the same class, but older, given Itachi and I were entered early.

"Excuse me." I said, trying to get by the kids, only to get pushed back. "I don't think so, Uchiha trash." I glared at them, and tried to push past them again. "Hey we aren't done with you." The seemingly leader spoke again and pushed me hard enough to send me to the floor.

"You think just because you're an Uchiha you can get away with anything?" I got up, standing straight. "I don't know what your problem is, but I'm sure you can find another outlet other than pushing around a little girl." I told him. He only smirked, causing me to flinch back a little. His hand jolted out, grabbing me by my collar before I could turn away. He raised me up to his face, "You don't even look like one of them. Sure you got dark hair, but what's up with your eyes?"

I shut my eyes, and tried to kick his torso. "Leave me alone, I haven't done anything to you, asshole." He growled, and threw me down to the floor. "You're right; you're not worth my time. Now the clan head's kid, on the other hand…" He turned to leave, looking around for Itachi in the yard. I grunted as I lifted myself off the ground, and followed after them.

The sun blinded me a bit, but my eyes adjusted quickly and I hurriedly scanned the area for the other Uchiha. I saw him standing under a tree, patiently waiting for me. The other kid though was already hot on his trail. I sprinted towards him, jumping on his back and wrapping my arms around his neck, trying to jerk him away.

"Don't you dare go near him!" I shouted menacingly, almost scaring myself. I pulled him backwards, guiding him away. One of his friends ripped me off, throwing me down before holding me back. I struggled in the older boy's grasp, trying to get away from him. "Let me go!" I yelled, only for him to cover my mouth. I bit down on his hand, getting a gasp from him.

"She bit me!" he cried, waving his hand around trying to get the pain to leave. Itachi walked towards the commotion, standing in front of the leader. "I suggest you leave her alone." he told them, his face laced with a seriousness that didn't suit his young self. The boy laughed at him, pointing at me accusingly. "She started it."

"Hey, I did not!" I hollered at them, trying to plead my innocence. "I just wanted to get outside, and then you went on about me being an Uchiha." Itachi raised an eyebrow at the older boy in front of him, only to have him glare in my direction. "Let her go. Now." The boy holding me threw me out in front of him.

"Yeah, this isn't worth my time. Let's just go, Haru." The leader, Haru, gritted his teeth in frustration of not getting his way. "Fine." The lot of them walked away, leaving me in the dirt and Itachi watching after them, to make sure they didn't come back. He turned to me, holding his hand out. I grabbed it, thanking him in the process. He never asked how it all started, or why I jumped on Haru's back. We were silent most of the way home, until we crossed through the Uchiha gates.

"Oh," I spoke up, remembering what our sensei gave me. "Check out what I got from sensei." I pulled out the little plastic bag with the special paper in it. "It's chakra paper." I held it up to his face, and he took the small baggy gently.

"Why do you have these?" he asked curiously. "Well, I want to know what chakra nature I have, so this is what he gave me! Though it was kinda weird cause he said 'Bring it to your parents, they can help you' so I just nodded and played along with him. Do you think Fugaku can help me with it?" I asked him, and he nodded.

When we got home, I took off my shoes and ran up to Mikoto, asking where Fugaku was.

"Well, he hasn't come home from work yet, he probably won't be until closer to dinner. Why, what's wrong?" I thought for a moment, then remembered that Mikoto was a jonin before becoming a housewife. "Oh, maybe you can help me instead then. I got these," I said, pulling the papers out. "from sensei today. I want to know what my chakra nature is!" She smiled, and took the bag from my hand before leading both Itachi and I out to the yard, sitting down in the middle.

She took a small sheet from the bag, holding between her index and middle finger. "So, what this paper does, is it absorbs the chakra you infuse into it, and depending on what your nature is, something different will happen." She explained to the two of us, both listening intently. "The Uchiha family consists of mostly fire natured people," she said before the paper between her fingers went up in flames. "But you can have many different types, which is rare, and if you do you can have a kekkei genkai, a formation of the two."

"So like me, right?" I asked her. She nodded and handed Itachi and I one of the papers. Itachi took it, and held it like Mikoto did. He pushed chakra in, and a few things happened, to our surprise. It first split in half, one half becoming soaked and the other going up in flames. We both immediately looked to the older woman. She smiled at Itachi, "This means you have more than one type. The split meant wind, the soaked meant water, and flames mean fire. That's really good!" she praised him.

I looked at my piece of paper, and did the same. First it split in half, then one side to dust, disappearing, and the other side crumpled. I smiled, and looked to Mikoto. She looked worried, but then back to her smiling self. She must have been disappointed that I didn't have a fire affinity. "This works nicely, actually. If you two are on a team together, you will complement each other. So," she said, pointing to my paper. "You have wind, earth and lighting. And because of your wind and earth nature, you have the magnet release."

"But you said we would compliment each other, how so?" Itachi asked his mother. "Well," she started, "let's do a scenario. You two are fighting another shinobi. Itachi, you see an opening to use your fireball jutsu. If you two are in sync with one another, she can use any type of wind jutsu and amplify it. Wind is weak against fire because it helps it grow and become more powerful." We looked to each other, taking in her words. I think it would be interesting to team up with the family prodigy.

"But you, Itachi, can also assist her. If she wants to do an area of effect attack with lightning, then you can use a type of water jutsu, like the water trumpet technique, which can cover a large area, Suchiru can use any kind of lightning release and the damage will be amplified." she explained, smiling at our reactions. It's interesting to say in the least, to know that the only kid that I know in our class is compatible with me on the battlefield, at least with ninjutsu. I'm just hoping that we do get put on the same team, just to make everything that much easier.

But in order to do that, I would need to graduate with him. The prodigy. Who graduated at the age of seven.

I was in for a ride.

Alright! Here's another chapter. And oh man, grifman275, you are on point with your review. And to be honest, I never thought of being able to manipulate the iron in blood, so I will definitely keep that in mind!

Thanks for the reviews, they really keep me going!

Also, sorry about not updating earlier, I kinda got distracted from the story, but I am going to try and get a chapter out every two days or close to it.