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AGH! Where is it! Where is my journal! (Runs upstairs, goes into her room, ransacks through her backpack, looks around her own personal disaster area, remembers that she has a friend coming over, tosses the journal on the newly made bed, cleans up a bit, runs back downstairs, remembers that she forgot her journal upstairs, runs back upstairs, runs back downstairs, turns to chapter for and starts to type to story) Whew! What a workout! Anywho, here's the story:

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"I'm so sorry, I had no idea." Iruka said.

"I don't want your pity." she said flatly. "I'm sorry Iruka-sensei, really, I am, but I'd rather have everyone hate me when they see the really me than have everyone be my best friend because they feel sorry for me. Do you understand?" she asked quietly.

"Yes, I think. My parents died too. At the hands (A/N: Don't you mean paws?) of the Nine-Tailed Fox. Much like Naruto, only he can't remember." he said.

"My parents were killed right in front of me, almost like a hit and run. That was 5 years ago, but it feels just like last week…" her voice trailed off.

All was quiet for a minute.

"So what did you want to tell them?" Mika asked, breaking the awkward silence.

"That you would be passing… Very well, actually. Even if you did have a bit of a rocky start."

"Well, thanks, but didn't you say I was barely passing?"

"Uhhh, yeah but the gift exchange was an easy A, and your performance last week, well, let's think of that as extra credit."

"And that's not because of…, well you know."

"Not at all! In fact, I can't even do that!"

"Mew!"

"Oh this is my cat, Miko (A/N: pronounced meeko)."

"She's cute."

"Thanks. So, I guess I'll see you early in the morning, then?"

"As always!"

"Good night, Iruka sensei!"

"You too."

After he left, she went inside and ate dinner.

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But before she went to sleep that night, she recalled the conversation that she had had with Iruka.

"So how?" he asked her.

"Blood line trait."

"What kind?"

"Rose."

"Excuse me?"

"Rose."

He gave her a puzzled look.

"My mothers' parents came of the thorn and bloom. Her Father, the thorn, her mother, the bloom. Giving my mother the Rose. Later passing it down to me, her first and only daughter and child.

Still confused?" she asked.

He nodded.

"Me too. Now that was just my mother, my father is even more confusing. You see he was part Uchiha. And many, many other parts as well. So he passed them down to me. But can I leave?" she said, playing with the pink bead on a chain around her neck.

She laughed, 'He bought it. Just like everyone else.'

She felt around her neck. The Rose Pearl, as her mother had called it, was still there of course, hanging on its little silver chain. But if you were to look closely, you would see that it was in fact, sewn onto her neck. She had a love/hate relationship with the Rose Pearl, it was a gift from her parents, yet it was also the reason why her parents were gone.

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