(Three Years Old)

"Good morning Midori-chan." Kaa-san said as I was woken up by her patting my futon which I was now sleeping in instead of a crib. I was quite comfortable as I was curled up against my tiger stuffies, which I had practically begun collecting.

"Good morning, Kaa-san." I said before I dressed in some shorts and a simple shirt then folded up my futon.

I walked outside to do my morning exercises which had progressively gotten harder but that was alright, I was enjoying myself.

After the morning exercises, I bathed and dressed in a cute little children's yukata and put up my bright red hair. I helped kaa-san with breakfast which tou-san complimented us for. I had been given some chores such as helping with the laundry by scrubbing any soiled clothes with soap and using a washboard.

I was given some free time after that which I used to practice my katas in my yukata.

I helped with lunch before being set down to go over my kanji. I was forced to write a set of characters down at least twenty times and if one wasn't to my mother's satisfaction, I was forced two write that same symbol another ten times.

After a few hours of that, I was whisked away by tou-san and forced to practice my katas again along with sometimes learning new ones. I was finally given little weighted wooden practice weapons which I was constantly practicing with.

He gave me a bokken, wooden practice sword, and I was forced to do a certain set a hundred times each which had me standing in the middle of the dojo whacking at air for over an hour.

I usually was so exhausted that my limbs would be trembling.

However I forced myself to practice with my chakra some more. I had been balancing little sticks on my fingertips and was practicing the cat's foot technique that my mother had giggled at while giving me little tips and advice for.

My days blurred past as I enjoyed myself learning something new every day.

I was constantly sneaking in the library to read something new and kaa-san was constantly teaching me new little things such as tea ceremonies and the like.

I was turning into the perfect little girl and I was totally enjoying myself.

Everything was something fun and kaa-san was constantly giving me something new to do so I was never bored.

My little spongy brain was constantly given new fuel to use as I went about my day.

Luckily, I was perfectly alright with doing chores lest my father have to beat me for disobeying him or kaa-san.

Knowing I was definitely going to be a ninja, as civilians were easily crushed in a world were ninjas just seemed to sneeze and a forest was set on fire, I really had no other choice.

So I practiced every day and focused on repeating my katas and chakra exercises until I collapsed each night on my futon in exhaustion.