A/N: Sorry about the log wait! I seriously plan to update this story once a week from now on, maybe again this week to make up for the wait. Oh, and I'm going to put the definitions in the beginning cause that seems to make more sense.
Definition of Alcove: a shady or secluded place in a garden
Kawaiiko: (Kawaii: cute Ko: little) So something like a little cute person. Or just cutie.
I'll Go ahead and warn you! This chapter is going to bring fourth more questions then it answers. .
Be patient it'll all be revealed soon!
Thick green grass swayed softly with the breeze. The gentle wind rustled the large trees that began at the edge of the shaded alcove. The only other sound that could be heard was a muffled din coming from the main Hyuuga household.
A sole Hyuuga was within the garden. She sat with her shin flat against the ground, and her unusually eyes closed. She felt the few filtered rays of sunlight hit her face and the wind roll her long brown hair. The young girl stayed completely still, the epitome of calm grace.
The Hyuuga Garden was one of the subtly prides of the girl, like many it was to many of the others of her clan. It showed that the Hyuuga had a value in simple elegance, unlike many other clans. And, besides that, the presence of and management of a garden had an allure and tranquility that would be sorely missed.
It was large for a garden, taking up the space that a large house would. It was set in a pattern of circles, round clumps of flora forming dotted rings. No paths were made through the garden, only green grass covering the ground. Then to contrast the dark green, the flowers were all a vibrant white or different shades of purple.
The last addition to the garden was the moderately sized alcove. It was on the opposite side from the housing area, and was mostly surrounded by trees.
That alcove was one of the few places the Hyuuga could be calm in. It was most likely the only place in the Hyuuga estate that wasn't polluted with the sounds of the servants and the branch members running around being neanderthals. It was a very important place to the young girl, and it had housed many important times throughout her ten-year life.
Hanabi didn't doubt today would be any different.
"Hanabi-hime," a guard called to her in a flat voice. Sometimes the heiress hated them. The voices not the guards. The guards were useful, but the unnecessary interruptions were so bothersome. Admittedly, this wasn't one of those unnecessary bothers.
Hanabi opened her eyes, but stayed in her seated position, facing away from the guard. Her eyes stared at nothing for a moment. Eyes that were larger than the normal human and completely gray in the gloom. A tree shifted in the wind, causing light to shine on the girl's face. The true snow white color of the eyes glowed in the light for a moment.
Then next second the girl's face was in the gloom again, but something was different. Veins could be seen popping from the girl's face, and her white pupils had become more dilated.
Hanabi still stared into nothing, but she still saw everything with her Byakugan.
The first thing she did was study the guard. He was standing in the garden, a few feet from the entrance to the alcove. He was a distance away from her, definitely more than someone normally would be in a conversation, but it wasn't surprising. Hanabi was in her area. No one would simply enter her alcove and especially not a simple guard.
The second thing she noticed was his most identifiable feature. He had short stubbed black hair, except for a large and very random brown bang that hung from the right side of his face.
"Report." Hanabi spoke with a soft dignity, confident that the wind would carry her words well enough.
"All of the gardens and surrounding areas have been cleared," the guard began to speak with a slight bow, "And, your father has been notified of your request to speak with him here. When I exit the area after dismissal, you will have your privacy."
Hanabi gave a slight nod, the first movement she'd made hence far. "Dismissed."
"If Hime needs assistance, I will be within shouting distance,"
This time Hanabi didn't show any response to the statement. She'd already dismissed him. The conversation was over. The guard gave another slight nod seeing this and soon he'd disappeared.
Alone again, Hanabi slowly stood up. If anyone had been watching they would have seen the fumbling hands that contrasted her appealingly calm demeanor.
What's with these stupid hands? It's so annoying, but I feel an urge to… The young girl took a few steps until she stood infront of one the heavily leafed trees that shades the alcove. Then without a warning she spun, delivering a sound kick to the tree. It wasn't a strong kick, but the strength wasn't the point. A wave a chakra was sent into the trunk. It traveled up and the limbs of the tree gave violent shake. Hanabi retreated a few steps from the tree then focused her bloodline.
The first of the leaves dislodged from the tree and floated peacefully behind the girl's head before a hand snatched the leaf from the air. To replace the leaf, dozens of leaves fell towards the girl. With the same apathetic look on her face, Hanabi's began a slow spin and her arms became nothing but blurs. One by one, the leaves were plucked from the air.
It didn't take long before Hanabi stopped her rotation, and surveyed her results. Her hands were filled with leaves, but five littered the ground. She curtly threw the leaves she held to the grass. Unacceptable. Hanabi's eyes narrowed at her still shaking hands. This inadequate demeanor persists. I can't believe it, I am a Hyuuga.
Hanabi once again, closed her eyes and tried to calm herself, with a futile result. Maybe, I should cancel my request with father. After I calm my nerves with a little training… Hanabi irritably swiped a lock of her behind her ear. Calm my nerves? I'm acting like I'm anxious about this or something. What a laugh. I'm not nervous. I am a Hyuuga-
Hanabi's head jerked up as something caught her attention. After freezing for a moment, she reached one of her hands toward her kunai holster. Then she slowly made her way towards out of the alcove and into the trees with her bloodline still activated.
Enter: Nyaruko
Nyaruko looked at her masterpiece with grin on her face. She gave a bow to the imaginary crowd and curtsied, using the bright orange jacket tied around her waist as a make-shift skirt. ""Thank you! Thank you! I know it's beautiful isn't it?" the girl brought her fingers to her lips and made a mock kissing noise. Then she fell into a laughing fit, muttering beautiful every once in a while.
The girl wasn't stopped until a strong wind almost tipped her over. It caused her hair and jacket to whip at her and her whole body to almost wobble off the slightly precarious perch she was on.
That perch just happened to be the highest pole extending from the highest building near the hokage monument. And, the pole just happened to be only one-fourth of a foot in diameter.
Maybe, extremely precarious would be a better description.
But, the girl didn't seem to mind the position. She just straightened her herself and continued giving her dripping smile to the Hokage Monument or, as she liked to call it, her new masterpiece. But, after the gust of wind a faraway look clouded her eyes, like she wasn't actually looking at the momument. "Hiya, mister, awesome isn't it?"
With a quiet surprised sound, a shinobi dressed in the trademark green vest, moved into view on another high perch. "How could you do this! This is the Hokage Monument! What would make you want to do this!"
Nyaruko grinned happily and scratched the back of her head. "Does that mean I'm in trouble?"
The ninja sighed at the amazingly knuckle-headed girl. "You're going to have to come with me to the Hokage's Office." Instead of the possible reactions the man had seen people show from those words, Nyaruko's eyes brightened. It was almost as if this was what she wanted to happen.
Oh man, I have a feeling this is going to be a lot of trouble. "Nyaruko, let's go about this peacefully. If you come cooperatively-"
Without even lettingthe manfinish, Nyaruko's hands formed the ram sign. Just as the girl expected, the shinobi appeared in front of her to apprehend her quickly and stop her jutsu. She felt him grab her, but unfortunately for him the technique was already completed.
"Sexy No Jutsu!"
Suddenly the girl being held by the shinobi wasn't a little kid, but instead a stunning young woman. The man was, in fact, stunned and his momentum knocked both of the pair from the pole top, to go careening towards the ground.
The shinobi still had Nyaruko in his grasp, but as they tumbled towards the ground the girl had gotten the upper hand. The older man's mind was stuck in slow gear when two very life-like mounds pressed on him.
"Mister," Nyaruko gave him her most sultry-cute voice, "I know I've been a bad girl. Cuff me." Nyaruko ignored their fall to impending death and rubbed her finger across the man's back for good measure.
"Ah um…" The man tried to work out what to say, but the situation had fled his mind also. He was in heaven for a few seconds that passed too quickly, in his mind. Coherent thought began to return to him when the girl looked over his shoulder at something, but it was too late once again.
When she looked back at him, it was with one last smile. "I gotta go. Ja ne" Nyaruko erupted in a puff of smoke and immediately pushed off from the man's body. "Huh," the man barely murmured before his body went crashing into the ground.
Nyaruko on the other hand, spun through the air to land one of the , much softer, canvases that covered a close-by shop front. She bounced, using the energy from the fall, and hopped to a windowsill. She pulled herself up and managed the small jump to a low rooftop. Without looking back, she started running full speed along the roofs.
The ninja stood up, cursing to himself. He saw his target escaping along the roofs and, with another slew of curses, hopped onto the rooftop and set off after her.
"Nyaruko, stop running!" The man yelled angrily.
"Stop chasing me first! You look scary!" Nyaruko yelled back, obviously without stopping.
The man ground his teeth in anger, as he pondered how a relatively slow ninja in training was keeping ahead of him. To his credit, it turned that whole Sexy No Jutsu was just the tip of the iceberg. The girl had a thousand tricks to stay ahead. Every time he thought he could catch up something crazy happened, like landing on a roof that wasn't really there or running into a wall that wasn't there.
It didn't sound like it made sense, and it didn't make any sense. The whole chase was starting to give the man a headache.
When he saw the area that Nyaruko was heading in he couldn't decide whether it was a good thing or bad thing. The Hyuuga compound… Oh, man.
The man sighed, and put on an extra burst of speed to see if he could catch the delinquent before she got the Hyuuga involved.
Nyaruko smirked as she saw that she'd almost reached her destination. Dashing the man's hope, Nyaruko jumped from the last rooftop and grabbed a tree limb to expertly swing into the forested section of the Hyuuga Compound.
As the man followed Nyaruto into the forest, he almost exclaimed at the sudden boost in the girl. It wasn't so much that she suddenly had more strength or could move faster, but her ability to use the terrain. While he was slightly slowed by the trees and foliage, Nyaruko was speeding through them with a dexterity that was inhuman. The man was even almost positive that he'd seen the girl miss catching herself on a few branches, but she still manage to swing forward.
All in all, chasing Nyaruko through the trees was just as trouble filled as following her through the village.
The smirk on Nyaruko's face grew to one of her, trademark, full-on grins as she saw a particularly big tree. Putting in everything that her young legs would allow her, Nyaruko sped forward to break out of her follower's line of sight for just a moment.
With a success in the first part of her plan, the girl slapped her sharp fingernails into the large tree. Using her nails as an anchor, Nyaruko slid around the tree. Without pausing for breath, she pulled out two kunai. The first, she threw towards the next tree in her path. The kunai missed the tree, barely brushing one of it limbs.
Nyaruko used the other kunai to stab into the tree and stop herself from anti-climatically falling to her death.
With her plan already set, Nyaruko froze in place.
The shinobi landed on the limb on the opposite side of Nyaruko's. "Where'd that brat go?" He quickly scrutinized the area for signs of the girl, and soon his eyes locked on evidence of the lithe girl. With an annoyed grunt he jumped from the branch.
As Nyaruko heard the man leaving, she smirked. She quickly pulled herself up so that she was standing on her kunai hold, instead of hanging onto it. You will never beat me at my game. Nyaruko grinned as she watched the man's retreating back. Everything was perfect, even the wind had stopped, making my plan invincible. Nyaruko grinned a little bit more, before a thoughtful look crossed her face.
It would be nice if I could get my kunai back. I have no idea where it went, but that was necessary for my plan. From the angle I was at I only managed to make it brush three of the thin limbs, but that was good enough. The hit rustled the leaves a little for the effect I wanted. When he looked for my trail, he saw the moving leaves and thought I had jumped from those branches.
Nyaruko shrugged over her lost kunai and pulled out another. She hopped down to grab the kunai dug into the tree. Then using both weapons, she started to climb down the tree.
"Eep!" A kunai dug into the tree inches away from Nyaruko's head, scaring the life out of her. No way! It didn't work? Nyaruko scanned the trees, but she didn't find anyone.
"Ahem!"
Nyaruko look down and finally saw the thrower. It was a girl that was even small than Nyaruko, herself. She had long brown hair and pure white eyes. She was dressed in loose white and black, traditional looking clothing. A Hyuuga… A really cute one.
Nyaruko pulled out all of the kunai from the tree, and stashed the three of them as she fell. By the time she had landed one of the lower branches, her grin had grown back onto her face. She looked towards the ground and faced the girl's hard look with her grin. "Hiya, Kawaiiko."
"W-w-what," the Hyuuga spluttered in indignation, "What did you call me!"
Nyaruko placed her hand on her chin innocently, as if she were really thinking about it. "Well, Kawaii as in cute and ko as in little-"
"I know what it means!" After a few moments the girl calmed herself enough to give a deathly cold whisper, "Do you know who you're talking to."
Nyaruko leaned off the branch, to catch herself by hooking her feet. Now hanging upside-down, she cocked her head at the other girl. "Kawaiiko?" The blonde had to stop a giggle as she saw the Hyuuga try to hold down her temper-tantrum. But, it appeared that she succeeded; the other girl turned away and spoke coolly, "You are really an idiot, you know? If I hadn't have coincidentally sent the guards out of this area, you would have been caught before you realized what was going on."
Hanabi heard the blonde's feet hit the ground behind her. "Well, I guess I own you thanks then." The girl's tone was so happy; Hanabi could almost feel the girl grinning at her.
The heiress turned her head and, sure enough, there was a huge smile on the blonde's face. "No, I didn't want your gratitude. I wanted you to know how idiotic that was."
"Oh, thanks anyway then."
Insufferable! Hanabi finally decided that the girl in front of her was oblivious to all forms of hostility, so she would be as clear as possible. "Leave now. I have things to do."
With the conversation now over, Hanabi looked forward again and closed her eyes to meditate before her meeting with her father. What she didn't expect was someone running around to her front side, effectively breaking her meditation. "Baka! Leave before I make the guards escort you!"
"My name is Nyaruko Uzumaki!"
"Did I ask what your name was? You-"
Before the girl could finish, Nyaruko stepped closer to her and cupped both of the Hyuuga's hands in her own. "Good luck!" She grinned at the smaller girl and looked into her eyes with complete sincerity.
Hanabi was so surprised by the eccentric action; she didn't know how to react. The blonde standing in front of her was the strangest person she'd ever met. "G- Guards! Return!" Nyaruko jumped at the girl's yell and stepped back. Hanabi wiped off her hands and looked at Nyaruko with her earlier surprise already hidden behind a stoic face.
Nyaruko cocked her head at her but didn't have time to say anything before two guards stood on either side of her. One was the guard that had the weird hair-do and the other Hanabi didn't recognize. Neither even looked at Nyaruko, paying complete attention to Hanabi. "You called hime?"
"I think there is a shinobi in this forest that is trying to locate this girl," Hanabi said calmly, "You are to go find him and tell him Nyaruko's location."
"Ep! Come on. There's no need to do that, Kawaiiko," Nyaruko gave an attempt at reasoning with the heiress, but the only response she got was a slight tensing in Hanabi's fist.
"He is headed west of here, leave now."
Three people set off at the same time. The Hyuuga guards jumped into the trees and Nyaruko high-tailed it in the opposite direction.
The girl sighed as she was finally left alone again. That was an incredibly waste of time. With an exasperated look on her face, Hanabi walked back to the garden. And, why was there such a weird girl in our forest area anyway. I'll admit doing all that she did without any chakra was impressive… Well, that or just stupid.
The image of Nyaruko grabbing her hands popped into Hanabi's head, uncalled for. "D-definitely stupid!" Hanabi accidentally spoke aloud, "Touching my hands like that. She doesn't know her place. Trying to look down at me with her big sparkly eyes. Trying to make me think she's like-almost-a-little-maybe…cu-"
"Hanabi?" The heiress almost jumped out of her skin. She spun around and sent a shuriken spinning at the voice.
Hiashi didn't have much trouble catching the weapon between his fingers, but he raised an eyebrow at his daughter's actions. "I assume there is something important you wanted to speak to me about."
Hanabi froze for a moment as her face quickly turned red. "I'm sorry father." She bowed feverishly to the leader of the clan, "Please excuse my actions!"
"You are excused," Hiashi said simply, "Let us deal with the matter at hand. If this has you so anxious, it must be important."
"Um, no. This isn't why I'm-, never mind," Hanabi readied herself to finally say what she'd been thinking about for weeks. She steeled herself, getting ready for the rebuke, and opened her mouth.
In the back of her mind she noted that sometime between the moment Hanabi had noticed the intruder and the present, her hand had stopped shaking. For some reason that fact was confidence boosting.
"Father, I want to go to the Ninja Academy."
A/N I told you it would make more questions.
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