OH MY GOD. I'M SOOO SORRY. LIKE, NO JOKE. School, work, florida, and my birthday was all shoved in my face and I haven't been able to update. I suck, i know. Here's your chapter guys.

Once again I'm soooo sorrrryyyy...


I awoke, followed my daily routine, and left my room once more. I walked down the stairs, and found the innkeeper.

"Miss?" I asked.

"Oh, yes?" She asked, smiling.

I handed her my rent money.

"Why thank you for paying the rent, honey!" She said, laying a hand on my shoulder.

I stiffened.

"Please refrain from touching me," I said.

I walked the few feet to the door and began on my way.

I had only been attacked by one girl, thankfully dodging. This was either very bad, or very good.

I looked around slowly to make sure there were no group attacks.

There were none.

This confused me greatly. Perhaps they've found someone else to fangirl upon? My eyes widened at the thought.

I slowly slunk away, still being careful.

Women in this world are crazy.

Arriving at the training spot, I was graced with the sight of Kioshi with stacks of papers.

The chuunin exams.


Kiba awoke me, smiling.

"Hey, it's time to go to training, Nina," He said softly.

I grinned, and jumped up quickly.

I put on my ninja clothes after he left, and then attached my pouch. I smiled, beginning to skip down the stairs. That did NOT work over well. I ended up falling flat on my face. I slowly stood, giving Kiba's mother a thumbs up as she giggled quietly.

The room smelled of eggs and bacon, a place reserved for me at the table. I sat down in my spot quickly, smiling to everyone. We ate slowly, laughing and enjoying our food. Kiba cracked constant jokes, making the family smile. I managed to come up with witty comebacks most of the time. Well... usually. Kiba had said something teasingly to me, so I quickly replied with a "Your mom!".

"Your mom what, young miss? Do you have something to say about me?" She smiled at me, her eyes glinting.

I loved this place. These people were my family. There was no doubt to it. They were so friendly. Kiba's mother, especially. She treats me as if I'm her own daughter. Every night she comes to my room to tuck me in, and she thinks I'm asleep. What she doesn't know, is that I secretly wait for her to come in and kiss me on the forehead. His whole family is wholesome, and never really is angry. His dad is the only one that ever does get mad- if at all.

Soon enough, though, Kiba and I had to leave for training.

We walked quietly to our training grounds, smiling at the earlier events.

But that's when I saw it. Kurenai holding that stack of familiar papers.

The chuunin exams.


I disregarded the whole exam talk, not even caring. I'd heard it all before. There were a few extra things about going because we were sand genin or whatever. I listened to those.

I signed the paper saying "Yes" immediately, giving it back to Kioshi.

He looked at me strangely.

"You don't even have to think about it? You could die, you know," He said.

I looked up at him.

"If I die, then I die," I said, slowly.

I then walked away, leaving the rest of the people in my team staring.

Let them.

I went to another training grounds quickly, needing to train. I've been doing it every day for as long as possible until my physical body collapses. Then I drag myself up, make myself do a few more, then eat, drink, and sleep.

I take my stance quickly, ready to begin training. A worn out human-like sack looks at me from the other side of the training grounds.

I begin running, as fast as I can. Wind whips through my hair, and the cloak wavers behind me. I do sprints for as long as I wish to, then I drink a bit of water. I then attack the sack of a human quickly, punches making the cloth dent and ripple, kicks almost cracking the post.

I then close my eyes, and create clones to spar with. They all smirk in my mind, taking faces of the people I hate the most. They come at me, and I begin acting on my instincts. Kunai and shuriken become slowly embedded into my clones, and I make new ones every time one dies.

Suddenly, though I hear walking towards me, and I'm in front of the person in a flash, my eyes still closed, ready to kill them. I, of course, thought it was a clone.

"Hey, hey! Dude! OPEN YOUR EYES. Don't kill me, sheesh!" I hear.

My eyes open slowly, and I sigh when I see someone other than myself.

Kankurou.

I look at him dully.

I turn away from him, dismissing my clones. They bow and leave, and then I turn back to the three sand siblings.

"We're sorry. We were supposed to have this training spot today," Temari said, politely.

I just looked at her.

"Find someplace else, I'm busy," I said, briskly turning away.

"Hey, that was rude! Didn't you hear her? This is ours today!" Kankurou shouted.

"Yeah, that wasn't very nice!" I hear Temari say.

I turned around and looked at them, narrowing my eyes.

"Scram," I said.

"Why I oughtta-"

"Temari. We will train someplace else today," Gaara's voice rings out.

"B-But-"

"Che,"

Then I hear their footsteps walking slowly away.

Good.

And I resume my training.


I thought it over, quickly. I certainly wouldn't die. I wasn't in the group that was killed by Gaara, and not much else killing went on, so I'd be fine. Not to mention Kiba's team had made it through. I would be totally fine. So I signed off "Yes," and handed it to Kurenai.

"You don't want to think this one over?" She asked.

"Nahhh, I'm confident in all of us," I said, smiling.

She smiled at me warmly.

"Alright, then," She said.

Kurenai actually liked me quite a lot. I guess it was some kind of maternal thing. You know, how she's never had a kid? I think she sees me as a child or something. She's always happy when I have faith in others. She loves it when she sees us all getting stronger and faster. I have too many mothers.

But I suppose that's a good thing, not really having one in the other world. They left me to mature by myself at that house, to fear that a robber would know I was home alone.

That's why I'm not going to be weak anymore.

I won't be scared like that, ever again.

I'll build myself up until I'm sure I can take care of myself.

I begin training with Kiba, a smile on my face, ready for the future to happen.

We start off with a lot of taijutsu practices, for I'm not very good at them.

Kiba treats me gently, though, he doesn't really want to hurt me. I smiled at that.

My life here was amazing.

My kicks reach him, probably albeit slower than a regular ninja.

He just laughs and shakes his head, dodging quickly.

"No, no, faster, Miss turtle," He teases.

"Turtles are the ones that always win the race!" I retorted quickly.

He smiled.

I 'humph-ed' and tried to kick faster. He nodded, and had to actually block one.

"YES," I shouted.

Everyone that was training quickly turned to us. Well...everyone but Shiro.

He was used to this by now.

"You finally had to block one! YEEEESSSSSSSSS," I shouted again, jumping in the air.

Kiba shook his head quickly.


My limbs were numb, probably useless.

Despite this, I stood. I closed my eyes, and dashed to the worn out sack. I kicked it. Again. And again. I threw punches. I threw kicks.

I did whatever I could.

And I remember all too suddenly that trick clone I had placed.

There was a loud ripping noise, and I felt warmth spread through my back.

I looked up at my clone, my own face looking back at me.

My bleeding body was looked upon with disinterest. How familiar.

Ssssccccccccccccrrrrrritchhhh...

I stood, sobbing loudly.

My scooter laid about somewhere, my father standing on the sidewalk. Large scrapes began to form all up my forearms, my knees worse off than my arms.

My father looked down at me with disinterest.

"What are you crying for? Be quiet, stupid child,"

"Clean it out. Put a bandage on it. Do something,"

I smelled it on him. The booze.

That's actually the first time he slapped me.

I crookedly smiled, and stood up. I killed my clone quickly, and made my way home.

The lady looked up at me, gasping quietly.

"Honey, what happened to you?" She asked.

"Training," I responded.

She looked surprised at the lack of pain in my voice.

I believe I then fell unconscious.


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