Kunoichi of the Warring State

Chapter Four

Violet gritted her teeth as she was holding her side cursing. Just barely a week and she ran into a member of the famed Uchiha clan, and she had been foolish enough to not have put the genjutsu she would usually have on her eye up. But now she was paying the price for being so arrogant.

Watching the crimson liquid drain from her side, staining her white kimono she knew that she needed to do something about the stab wound that Uchiha gave her. She let out a whimper as she made her way to tree that she made camp under. She had a small storage of medical supplies so she would be able to close up this wound. But she just needed to get to her tree hideout first.

Stumbling through the trees relief swept through her body and she slid down into the hole. For the next hour she spent sewing her side close. By the time she was done and had wrapped her side it was night, she needed to get some rest, good that she was a light sleeper. Putting a light almost see through cloth around her eyes (in case she was caught off guard) she could pretend to be a blind civilian girl who was living in a tree.

The next morning she was woke by the sound of two boys one of which who was poking at her stitched side. She remained the idea that she was still asleep hoping that they would believe her to be an injured civilian girl who was half dead or something.

"Madara you really should stop that." one of the voices said sounding concerned, it would likely be faked if any of these boys saw her eyes.

"Then how else should I wake her up?" a more concerted male voice said as he continued to lightly prodded her with his foot.

"She's a girl you have to be gentle and polite, if you wake a girl up." the kinder sounding voice said.

"You are moron, it could easily be a shinobi in disguise, but whatever if she hadn't woken up yet good chance she's dead. Look at the blood on her side." the converted voice whose name was Madara said.

"Good point." the kinder voice said sounding rather upset.

Their conversation stopped there and they seemed to walk away, it was about maybe five minutes until their footsteps disappeared.

Violet made quick work of getting and dashing trying to get as much distance as she could without using chakra incase the boys from earlier had been watching her little hide away hole. Which it had seemed to be case just as she was tossed on her back by a black haired kid a couple years older than herself if she had to take a guess.

"Gotcha faker" he said just before she head butted him when he got close enough. The fool.

She quickly jumped to her feet and took off yet again this time not bothering to hide that she could mold chakra as she push chakra to her legs to increase her speed. But it seemed today was just her bad day as she was then tackled and pinned to the ground by another boy. She was unable to get up. He was smarter than the other boy.

"Calm down. We aren't going to hurt you." the second boy said.

"Well then why did you attack me them if you aren't going to hurt me then?" Violet accused.

Neither boy had a response to that.

"Well I rest my case." Violet said smugly. " You thought I was an enemy shinobi didn't you?"

"Well sorta but we didn't think you were much of a threat more so because of that wound you have." the second boy said as he got off her, something that Violet was glad he was starting to feel heavy. Once off she got a good look at his face. Tan, kind of roundish from baby fat, and a rather awful bowl cut. At first glance nothing special about his stuck out. He held out his hand. "My name is Hashirama. The sour puss over there is Madara"

"SOUR PUSS!" the black haired kid yelled as he held his nose which was apparently bleeding.

"So may we have the pleasure of your name?" the tanned kid asked, Violet couldn't help the flush that graced her cheeks. The little bastard was flirting with her, it was one thing to be taught how to deal with this but another thing for it to be directed at you.

"Violet call me Violet" was all she said as she got the redness out of her cheeks.

Her response seemed to make the two boys stiffen and sharpen their posture.

"You're from a shinobi clan aren't you." Madara asked, no more like stated.

Hashirama wasn't any better.

"No I'm not. I'm a first generation Kunoichi of my family." she replied, not the whole truth but she wasn't about to tell them that she came from another world then the moon.

"Ha Kunoichi?" Madara laughed. "Don't you mean glorified temptress and nurse."

A vein appeared on her, something that Hashirama had noticed but before he could stop her Violet proceeded to introduce Madara's jaw to her first via uppercut. Sadly there was no satisfying pop like usual but there was enough force to make him stumble.

"How's that for a nurse." Violet said as she looked at Madara who had a faint flush on his cheeks a flush that she was sure wasn't from her punch.

But as quickly as it appeared it vanished.

"As expected from a girl." he sneered.

Violet just smirked at his childish behavior, it felt somewhat refreshing similar to what some of the boys from the Otsutsuki clan acted towards her while training her to fight.

"So what happened to your side?" Hashirama interjected likely hoping to stop them from really fighting.

Violet just blinked (not that they knew that) as she looked at the dark red stain that nearly took up the whole bottom part of her white kimono.

"A fight, I was pretty lucky that nothing of importance of hit with that knife." Violet answered.

"I take it you didn't even bother to wear armor." Madara sneered again.

"You are right but mostly it is because I don't have any armor, It's expensive for anyone outside of of samurai and ninja clans to get it. Much less me a clanless kunoichi." she replied back remembering when she had tried several times to get herself some armor only to be tossed or laughed out the shop.

"That's what you get when you try to enter a man's world of war." Madara started as Hashirama just stood to the side unsure of what he should do.

"It's a woman's war too. Women bring life into this world, they are the ones who suffer the most. When men go off to war, the women are defenseless since clans think that they are too weak to learn ninjutsu. Those who do are forced to pick a path of a warrior or the path of an object. Men from ninja clans rarely truly care about if the woman is happy. We are expected to do nothing but care for the home, children we produce and listen to whatever man we are wed to says. I plan to change that." Violet said as she glared at the black haired boy. " so I don't care if you think I'm weak but I plan on changing on how this world thinks a woman's role is."

"You sound almost like Hashirama" was what Madara said. "Only that he wants to found a village where children can choice the ninja life. Where they can at least live long enough to taste alcohol."

Violet paused as she thought about what Hashirama dream was.

"That sounds rather nice, but you'd have to have some actual power over your clans depending if you have ones if you aren't like me which I'm guessing you aren't. You'd need power over you clan and in ninjutsu." Violet said.

"So you agree we my dream!" Hashirama yelled.

"Calm down. And yes i do. It's a very good dream. If you found this village you speak of you can bet I'll join up." Violet said "But anyway I need to make myself some more safety holes since you and MR. Grumpy found one so easily. We may meet again, it's been fun."

With that Violet shot through the trees at full speed. She really did like talking to them perhaps she'll try to find them again. It may turn out to be a good friendship for her. It may give her more of an understanding of the powers of the clans in the Land of Fire and to improve herself.

Author's note- sorry about the crappy chapter this is all I have. I have slight hope that the next will be better. My head is thinking about future chapters but not how to get there. Like always suggestions are welcomed, I don't want get to the founding of Konoha to early I already got some things in story for Violet.