GUESS WHAT BISHES! FINALLY IN FIRST PERSON! So originally, this chapter I wrote was HUGE! So I'm breaking it up into little sections that make sense in the sense of character development and plot... and all that fun jazz:)

Hope you enjoy!

Previously:

She was speechless, and joyful tears filled her eyes, dripping down the sides of her face. She wasn't alone, she had a family. Of course she had many other questions to ask this man, but for the moment she was happy.

She nodded her head with enthusiasm, and Zen gained a soft smile.

"Very well, I officially welcome you Utau, to the Koe Clan!"

This is my new life! Maybe this time, I won't be alone.

Utau POV

Zen-san then handed me a small pile of clothes that looked similar to the ones he had on.

"Alright Demon Voice, put on these instead of those bland clothes you have on now. I'll be waiting outside when you're ready to see the compound."

Zen then left the room through the same iron door he came through, and with a click of a latch, I was left alone once more. I looked down to my current outfit, that was bland in Zen-san's opinion. All I was wearing was the typical Suna wear, being a long styled long sleeved t-shirt thing with the hem touching the ground. Throughout the years, I've gained multiple holes and stains, because who would ever give an orphan kid new clothes?! Underneath my shirt I had on simple tan shorts, but you couldn't see them since they were covered with the fabric of the shirt.

I shrugged my shoulders, my clothes didn't really bother me, but I have to do what Zen-san says or maybe he might kick me out and I'll be all alone again. I looked at the small pile of clothing in my small arms.

The pile consisted of a pair of black ninja pants that stops mid shin level. The pants also had two small pockets on either side of my hips, no idea what for though. There was a dark navy weapons pouch and white bandages to wrap around whichever leg I choose to prevent rubbing and irritation. Zen-san also left me with a really weird long sleeve shirt. The sleeves covered over my wrists and had wide openings, with the edges reaching my knees. The collar was also raised up, but only in the front, so that it could cover my throat and mouth. There was a zipper starting at the top of the high collar and ending in the chest region of the shirt. The bottom edge of the shirt ended just below my waist, and covered the small pockets at my hips. The shirt itself matched my weapons pouch and was a dark navy as well.

There were also all my other necessities, such as underwear and socks. I still had no shoes, but that didn't bother me, I was used to walking around barefoot.

I started to put on the clothes one by one, all the while thinking about all that happened.

What happened while I was unconscious? Did I actually kill those bullies from the old orphanage? What if what they said is true? What if my birth parents really abandoned me because I'm a freak? And what is this "Koe" Clan? Is Mom or Dad there? Why didn't they take me with them? AND WHY DEMON VOICE!

My questions would have to wait since I finished dressing. I slowly walked to the door that led to the rest of the building and hesitated. What if this was a trap? What if I'm dreaming and when I open this door, I'll wake up and be alone again? Shaking my head, I slowly reached for the door handle and only opened the door enough to peek my head outside.

With my head poked out, I noticed Zen-san leaning against the wall reading a book, waiting patiently for me. He hadn't noticed me yet, so I took the moment to really get a good look at him.

He was wearing a similar outfit to me except his shirt and weapons pouch were a dark purple and his collar was unzipped to his collar bone. It might've been just me, but he looked really tall compared to the building's walls and ceiling. He had night black hair as well as deep blue eyes. There was a small mole below his right eye. His shinobi headband was tied around his waist, acting as a belt to hold his shirt in place.

He looked over his book and finally noticed me hiding behind the door, and that I was in my new clothes. He gave me a small smile, putting the book away and outstretched his hand.

"Come on little one, now that you're finished dressing, we can make our way to the compound."

I gently grabbed his hand, taking note of the size differences, but didn't move. He looked at me confused. I gestured toward my mouth and lowered my collar just a bit. It was then that he noticed I still had on the chakra repressing mouth plate/mask.

"Oh, sorry Utau, I forgot to remove that. Give me just a second."

Zen-san then made the bird hand sign and focused. He then outstretched his pointer finger and lightly tapped the face mask and it came off with a clang.

"There you go little one~! Now you can talk to me!"

I still didn't move. He didn't know. I knelt down to the ground, and hugged my knees. Zen-san seemed to notice that something was wrong, so he knelt down as well, so that he was at my eye level.

"Is there something wrong Utau?"

I then raised my head, tears rolling down my face, and tried to talk, tried to tell him I couldn't. All that escaped my mouth were the sounds of air being moved.

He then realized what the problem was, and lifted me up into his arms suddenly and hugged me.

"It's alright little one, I'm sorry if it hurts. But it's fine. I'll make you into a fine shinobi, one that no one will doubt. And one day, you will sing... not just talk, but sing. And when you do, everyone will be in awe at it's beauty. This I promise you."

Tears started falling down my face faster, and I hugged Zen-san's neck. I felt us moving, and then I felt the sunshine on my face. We were outside now and walking down the streets of Suna toward the compound.

People young and old moved to the sides of the streets to make way for Zen-san as he carried me in his arms. I could still hear the whispers though.

"Did you hear? That girl killed 20 innocent children in cold blood!"

"I heard that she always picked on them, but all the children wanted to do was play with her."

"What a murderer. Even the worst of the killers out here wouldn't do something like she did."

"I bet she fakes being silent to get pity points from Zen-sama."

"What a waste of space."

I just buried my face into Zen-san's neck, hiding my feelings away. I should be used to this treatment. People of Suna always hated me for whatever reason. But today, it felt worse than it usually did.

"Don't listen to them, they're just chakra-less idiots who wish they could be as strong you are."

My eyes widened and the tears stopped falling. No one had ever said something that kind to me, and I didn't know how to feel.

He then set me down so I could walk side by side with him. I glanced amongst the crowd of people whispering rumors and cruel taunts. Only one person wasn't doing anything beside staring. It was a boy my age, and his gaze didn't hold hate, rather understanding. I didn't really get why he was staring at me, or why his face was growing pink. But who am I to judge the only person who doesn't see me as a freak.

"Utau! If you're left behind because you got distracted, then how are you ever going to master the Kami no Koe?"

I guess during my staring at the boy I was left behind and Zen-san was several feet ahead of me. I nodded to him and ran off to catch up with Zen-san.

After another 10 minutes of walking, we had arrived at the Koe Compound. The gates were painted a dark navy with the clan symbol on it. The walls surrounding the compound were white and made with brick.

The doors slowly opened to reveal the inside of the compound, where from now on, I will be living my new life.

AND THAT'S IT FOR NOW.

So if anyone has any ideas for the clan symbol, I would love to see them. I have one drawn up, but I don't really like it, so I'm open to suggestions.

EMAIL ME IF YOU HAVE A DRAWING OF IT AND ILL POST IT IN THE NEXT CHAPTER!

THANKS

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Signing off

Huntress63