Here my friends, to make up for the extremely short Chapter 3, here is a long chapter! Oh and another little notice, my three-girl squad are all one year younger then the rookie nine, and all those who were twelve before the time skip. Oh, and I just wanted to say, "Ha!" to my friend Torri! You can't send me inappropriate male-on-male content now! Because of our agreement I was within the time that you set! So ha!
Naruto characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto, not me :( Because personally, I believe I could do a little more with them!
With her thoughts finally drifting away from her demonic friend, she thought of the Ninja Academy. She was starting there in the morning.
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"Hello class," the instructing Chuunin replied happily. "My name is Ihua. I will be your instructor…" Ren already liked the Ninja Academy.
She sat in the back, but because the room was coliseum style, even those in the rear of the class had a wonderful view of what was happening in the front. Ihua-sensei was great too. His voice was very pleasing, deep and sing-songy. Ren heard lots of his voice in class, because that shinobi could talk!
Of course, being the instructor, he had to speak. He started today's lesson with chakra, because he felt it was very important to start with what was most important.
Another thing that Ren liked about the academy, was that because many children's parents were killed or they had been sacrificed, the children had an upstairs apartment-like dorm room for them to stay in. It wasn't very crowded, so Ren had the entire dorm almost to herself.
But the best part was that there were lots of new children for her to meet and be friends with.
"Hi!" a voice exclaimed from her left. Ren looked to see a girl with white-blonde hair and large brown eyes. There was a small flower clip in her hair, and on her light pink tee shirt, the name, Wasabi, was printed in very fancy kanji.
"I'm Michi, Wasabi Michi," the girl whispered. "What's yours?"
"Ren," she whispered in response. And then because Michi had said her family name, she said, "Sedou, Ren."
"Hello, Ren! Wanna hang out at recess?" Michi asked excitedly.
"Sure!" Ren replied. Oh yes, she liked the Ninja Academy very much.
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When it came around for recess time, Michi turned to Ren and asked, "So, where do you live?"
"Oh," Ren said, "I live in the apartments above the school."
"Cool, so…what happened to your parents?" Michi asked quietly, once they had retreated to a small corner of the courtyard.
Ren decided that since Michi was her friend, she told her, exactly what happened.
After Ren had finished her sad tale, even including about Gaara, she felt much better.
"Oh, wow!" Michi whispered. "It's so romantic!" Michi frightened Ren, with her sudden shouting.
"What are you talking about?" Ren asked, rubbing her aching ears, that she had shown to Michi only to receive a ton of "oohs" and "aws" from her.
"You and Gaara! Duh!" she exclaimed. "It's like Romeo and Juliet or something like that! 'Oh! Ren, my love we can't see one another ever again!'" Michi cried, deepening her voice to sound like an older guy.
"That's not even how he sounds like!" Ren exclaimed blushing some. Of course, the situation wasn't like Romeo and Juliet. At all. "Besides, he never even said that. He just said 'Maybe, we could see one another, but I don't think you'll like how I jog your memory of me'."
"Okay children," Ihua exclaimed. "Time to go home." A large round of joyful cries rang out. He slowly walked to the sliding door, and slid it open. The entire class rushed out, with Ren and Michi in the mix.
The class was let out into the front courtyard.
"Wow," Ren exclaimed. "Who knew the Academy classes could be so dull!"
"Yeah!" Michi agreed. "So, wanna come to my house?"
"Okay! That sounds fun!" so Michi ran off, and Ren followed behind her.
"But first," Michi said, turning around quickly and coming to a complete stop. Raising one finger she finished the statement. "You have to see the Mitaraki playground!" Michi turned once more and resumed her running, with Ren on her heels. "It has the biggest slide and tallest swings you've ever seen! And because the Mitaraki hate you on their land, we can practice sneaking into enemy territory!"
"But won't we get in trouble?" Ren asked, trying to keep up with the extremely energetic Wasabi girl.
"If we get caught," Michi replied playfully with her tongue sticking out.
The two girls raced past a number of villagers, but when they ran past one pair of shinobi, Michi stopped and forced Ren to stop as well.
"What?" Ren asked. "We there yet?"
Michi pulled Ren behind a tree, and peeked around to smile and blush at the pair she saw.
"Look," she whispered, pointing at the pair. Ren looked out. All she saw were two older shinobi. One was a girl whose hair was pulled up into two small buns. The other was a boy with long dark brown hair, in a very loose ponytail in the back and bandages around his forehead.
"Who are they?" Ren whispered in response.
"The boy is Hyuuga Neji, my future husband, my love," she whispered back.
"He looks older," Ren replied.
"Of course he does, that's because he is older, by two years," Michi explained.
"If he is your love, why are you hiding?" Ren wondered.
"Because…he doesn't realize we are meant to be together yet," Michi explained, trying to act calm even though Ren probably thought she was a freaky stalker now.
"Freaky stalker," Ren whispered.
"Hey! I was thinking that!" Michi exclaimed, angrily. "Oh, just come on!" So Michi continued to run and Ren followed suit quickly.
They continued down the roads of Konoha, Ren never truly realized how large the village was. Finally, Michi held her arm out and abruptly stopped, making Ren nearly impale herself on the outstretched arm.
"Ugh, can't you give me more warning next time?"
"Shh! We are here!" Ren looked up. She now stood before the biggest house she had ever seen! It was at least five stories high and took up most of the street!
"Come on! The playground is arou-" Michi stopped. Her face became very pale.
"What's wrong, Michi?" Ren asked, than looked down. Trailing up from the sliding door of the Mitaraki clan house was a small path of blood. Michi clamped a hand over her mouth, looking like she was going to puke.
"Where do you think it's coming from?" Ren asked, Michi slowly regaining the color in her face.
"Dunno," Michi replied quietly. She was trembling. "I heard that they were known for extensive training, but to have blood pour out in the street from your house, that's sick."
Ren, filled with curiosity, reached for the door. Michi wasn't fast enough to stop her. "Oh my-" Ren couldn't even finish the statement. Michi vomited.
Inside the Mitaraki house, lay hundreds of dead bodies. All of their eyes wide open, in shock.
The house looked terribly bleak, like Death itself lived in the house. The bodies emanating foul stenches that made Ren's eyes water.
But in the very center of the front room, was a small girl, who looked about Ren and Michi's age. Two longer pieces of hair fell across her face that was stained with tears. The back of her hair was spiky, but hung down, almost touching the floor, heavy from sweat. Her wrists bloody, a senbon needle resting in one hand, covered in blood.
Michi started to sob uncontrollably. The girl opened her eyes to the noise. Ren's eyes widened in shock. The girl tried to sit up, using her wobbly arms to support her. It failed, and she fell back on the hard ground, either faint, or dead.