Chapter 6

A/N: I finally posted this! I'm so happy! I was going to post this on Feb 15 but I got sidetracked with other stuff. Sorry!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto Just my oc's


No matter how serious life gets,

You still gotta have that one person

You can be completely stupid with

-Unknown


Letting Obito drag me around was not the best decision I ever made. But then again it could a whole lot worse; like The time I let my older cousin drag me through the fields, and not only did I end up getting whacked by the head by kettle corn, but also getting splashed in the face with mud. While my cousin somehow got scot free from the mud.

Or the time my best friend for life, or at least back then, dragged me through the mall and I ended up not only tripping people. But getting whacked in the head by an old lady who confused me for her great granddaughter crying on why "I" or she never called or visit.

Or the time I let my other best friend drag me onto a train and went all the way across the state just to sneak into a concert on the rooths before somehow sneaking past security into the VIP room. Now that I think about it, that day was a good day… Until She somehow lit the VIP room on fire and we had to somehow stumbled upon a drag race. She had to slap me from saying anything blunt or being truthful. I was extremely lucky that was also the day my parents left for a weekend vacation, so I didn't get any interrogation from them.

I should really need to make a mental note to never let Mizuki drag me anywhere, or Obito for that matter.

Obito… Obito… Hmmm, still not ringing any bell and I feel like I should now the kid. Hmm, but at the same time his mere presence… It reminds me of someone…

Note to self start writing everything about my past life and what I remember of the Naruto plot line. I glanced at Obito before nodding to myself. I can't let myself forget that the human mind is fragile it's not meant to keep more information, much less past life information. I know for sure that i'll one day wake up and forget everything about my past; better write it down then forget it, after all knowledge is power.

"BAA-CHAN, I'm home!." Obito yells out, letting go of Iruka's wrist and gently putting down the Roosters cage.

"About time you got here." Obito stiffens at the voice and looks back towards his right. Tobi, his twin brother was leaning on the wall, looking at him with a bored expression. "Who's the kid?" he asks, rudely.

Obito rubs the back of neck, suddenly uncomfortable. He had been hoping that there obaa-chan would be the one to introduce her. Iruka just looks between both brothers, with a confused expression. "I'm Iruka." She said, eyeing Tobi, and ignoring Obito's guilty look for not introducing her, like he should have. "My Obaa-chan Is friends with your Obaa-san, we'll be living with you guys for an unknown amount of time. Please, take care of me." Iruka said, bowing properly like her Obaa-chan taught her how.

Tobi, looked at her expressionless, before his gaze set to his brother. "Hn." Iruka's eyebrow twitched.

It's been so long, since I heard that language. Iruka thought to herself. I'm really really glad , that my cousins were obsessed with the 'hn language' Then again I don't really consider it a language. She could feel herself sweat drop just a bit. Looks like I need to install politeness and chaos into 'Tobi' Iruka glanced at Obito who looked anywhere, but her. It also seems like I need to toughen the kid up , like my cousins toughen me up.

Obito and Tobi could feel shivers run up there backs, feeling like they had just somehow entered hell in their own home. Iruka, still bowing had allowed herself to smirk, as her eyes were hidden by her face framed bangs, hiding away the evil gleam in her eyes.

Tobi…

Tobi.. Isn't that… Isn't that the name Juan usually mentioned when talking about a… an Organization? In the Naruto world? Iruka thought as she stopped bowing to stand up straight.

"So this is the kid." an elderly voice said, sounding unimpressed.

Iruka glanced up towards the left of the room. Where her obaa-chan stood behind and elderly lady.

"Hai, this is my granddaughter." Haru said. Looking straight at the kids her eyes seemingly looking into their souls. " Miyue meet my granddaughter Iruka, Iruka come here."

Iruka did as she was told without hesitation, but caution could be seen in her eyes as she looked between her obaa-chan and Miyue.

So the kid may not be useless after all. Miyue thought sadistically. Eyeing the kid Miyue could tell she was different than others. Haru must have gone senile then. She thought to herself. Or has forgotten the signs. A Yamaka would be better to teach the kid.

"Your kid is a shrimp and what's with her clothes?" Miyue snubbed, trying to rile up the girl. "She looks she got her clothes from charity and not even a proper kunoichi."

She could see the girl becoming ticked off. "Does she even drink her milk? Or does she still need help?" The girl took a deep breath, Miyue noted. Probably counting to keep her cool, a level headed Umino then, Haru's most beloved cousin was the most patient, unless… Miyue smirked inwardly knowing how to rile the girl up to lose her temper. "She's probably has no backbone, she's better off being a useless civilian, she's probably too weak to even handle a knife."

I "Probably wouldn't be able to teach anything." Miyue muttered softly, but not softly enough as Iruka overheard, the soft mutter, and slowly but surely Iruka saw a soft shade of red.

Is she saying I'm a horrible teacher!? She thought, she could feel her hands wanting to ball into fist and her temper rising. Something that astonished her, as she usually was more patient and could be for years without getting angry. A wonderful thing for being a teacher is to be patient after all.

"NANI!?" The girl shouted, outraged. "Are you calling me a weak little useless shrimp!? You old hag!" She wanted to face palm herself, why the hell did I just yell!? Iruka thought to herself, gritting her teeth. it's like I can't control my emotions anymore!

"Manners." Haru reprimed her sharply a little stunned, that her usually persevered and polite grandchild outburst.

"Who you calling OLD!?" Miyue yelled back, not even bothering to restrain her temper in front of her grandchildren, who both stared at their obaa-chan with a dumbfounded expression.

Haru, looked back and forth between the two, before sighing and decided to take Miyue's grand children out to eat. Leaving her grandchild and her new teacher to yell at each other. Knowing that the both could be more stubborn than a mule.

Just like old times, Haru thought to herself. Except Miyue is more sadistic, hope it doesn't rub off on Iruka.

Somewhere near...

Mizuki, felt like falling to his knees, wanting to curl up and cry. I feel like I just failed something. He thought, Did I fail to destroy Iruka's sadistic tendencies? Or did she find another sadistic person!? Mizuki shivered at the thought. Note Bring Iruka to the near Orphanage and have her help out. That should distract her from other sadistic people.

Mizuki's father looked at his soon with a concerned expression, seeing that his son stopped eating and began to shiver uncontrollably.

Maybe I should, ask Umino-san bring her grandchild to play with Mizuki? He thought to himself. She is a sweet girl, and Mizuki would need a future wife in the near future. He mused to himself, before smirking inwardly. I can't wait to see Ikkaku face, when he gives his little girl away. Hatsu snickered to himself.

Mizuki, felt like crying, even more.

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Tobi had wanted to groan the moment Obito had come into the house a cage in hand and a little girl behind him.

But he was an Uchiha and Uchiha do not groan in annoyance, much less express things in the presence of outsiders. In years to come Tobi would look back and wonder if that was the start of a hellish life for him.

Obito was just stunned in general looking at his usually nice and welcoming obaa-chan suddenly become rash and short tempered around his new friend, it didn't help that this was the granddaughter of her long time friend and ex teammate.

Iruka, well he kind of expected this to happen, considering the fact she gambled with her ex neighbors out of their rooster. Years later Obito himself would look back and shake his head, muttering about should have seen the signs. at least Mr. perke was still alive at least, and well taken care of.

Though both could admit they hadn't expected Haru an outsider to be nice to them, or treat them to dinner while Iruka and Miyue fight.

Tobi glanced around the room, it wasn't often that Obito and he went to ichiraku, much less together. More now than ever, especially since it seemed that Rin favored one of them more. Which didn't really set well with Obito.

Tobi, himself wasn't one to care really.

"So you boys have started the academy?" Haru asks, eyes gleaming with an unknown. Which made both unconsciously move towards each other. For old ladies, both their obaa-chan and Umino san were scary.

Even when they were trying to be nice


"YOU CAN'T MAKE ME WEAR THAT!" I shrieked in outrage, looking at the clothing, which she would silently admit she loved the style since it slightly reminded me of my childhood show avatar the last airbender with a crossover to the legend of Korra.

"PUT IT ON YOU BRAT!" Except the clothes were coming from her. I looked at Miyue and then at the clothing with slight longing, but screamed. "NEVER! GAH!"

Miyue flung herself at me.

2 hours later

I was glaring, not pouting, I repeat glaring at the elderly woman, who was smugly sipping her tea.

Tea, that I made, Shouldn't I get a thank you?" I thought to myself with a slight irritation. I can't believe Obba-san is going to allow her to teach me! She's rude and arrogant and stuck up!

"It's too bad you can't put on the black outfit until your genin and more mature." Miyue said, taking a sip. "An the other one would have looked great if it weren't for your size."

I continued to glare at the elder before stating. "I could have dressed myself you know."

"Oh I know but you looked so small and helpless, that it seemed liked you couldn't dress yourself."

I could feel my left eye twitch. Helpless!? I thought to myself. I'll show her who's helpless.

"Anyway I believe that the leggings and kimono robe looks better, than what you were wearing earlier, especially since it's better suited."

Refusing to look at the elderly woman any longer I looked down to look at the outfit more closely, The black leggings ended to my knees,Somehow I was able to convince her to wrap sealing paper onto my right leg, the kimono was a dark shade of red, with a highlights of gold, the sleeves ended at elbows, and the kimono itself ended at mid thigh,

The fabric themselves were lighter than what was expected, and softer that it seemed unreal and such a shame for it to be used to train and fight.

But hadn't I been trying to pull away from training? I thought. And why do we have to live here?! The place is suffocating with arrogance and bullshit.

I looked at the elderly woman once again and stiffened, as I heard a more childlike voice echo into my mind. But the uchiha's would die, then so would Obito.

That was right, the Uchiha would die, die because of Root, because of Danzo.

I'm not sure if Obito had been important, to the original canon. But even in the short time I had known him. I could tell I would miss him immensely. There was just something about him that made him so familiar comfortable and irritating.

I couldn't save everyone, I wasn't old enough. No one would listen to a child in the minds of an adult, children were childish only to be taken seriously if they demonstrate by actions not words.

But we could try. The childlike voice murmured. If only to save two children from pain in the furture.

We certainly could try, but things would have to be planned out perfectly. It doesn't matter whether this used to be anime. This is real life now, life and death situations can and will occur. I can't always play the role of an innocent person, or be the one who takes life for granted.

"You know." Miyue interupts, my processs of thoughts. "You remind me of your ojii-san." I look up to her with a questioning look. "Your ojii-san was always a worry wart." Miyue pauses before giving me a brief knowing look.

"Your Ojii-san was always a perfect actor as well." I froze. Miyue gave me a smile, eyes glinting with an unknown hidin emotion. "Just like your Kaa-chan and just like how you are becoming one, aswell. Your Ojii-san was a fool, a traitor to Kohana and a thief, Your Kaa-chan isn't much better."

I glare heatedly at the table, un willing to fall for her bait, balling my hands into fist. Iet her conitnue.

"But then again, your ojii-san had nothing to protect, you mother is an unknown factor." Miyue leaned in and whispered.

"So whats a little girl like you hiding behind a facade?"


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A/N : Once again Should Iruka meet Anko, Ibiki or Kakashi?

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Omeke.

Somewhere in the near future…..

A 12 year old, Mizuki, cried out in pain. "Why!?" he yelled out.

Iruka, who was his dear teammate simply smiled, eyes glinting dangerously. Holding up her hybrid weapon, "You called Obito stupid." Her expression darkened. "No one is allowed to call him stupid but me, not even Bakashi."

She left her bow towards him, senbon in place. "Now Itachi I want you spin the wheel I need to practice." Iruka addressed her younger teammate with a "sweet" voice.

Itachi, twitched at the voice knowing that if he didn't do what was demanded by the she-devil she might turn on him as well.

"Why, Itachi! Why" Mizuki cried out, feeling both betrayed and put out. "You traitor!" And I helped you too. He thought.

Itachi simply stared at him passively, before dismissing him with a look of indifference. As Iruka readied her hybrid bow, practicing shooting large skinny senbons on it, at a bawling strapped to a wheel Mizuki.

Their Sensei looked at the scene before him, with a sweat drop. Troublesome he thought. At of all genin teams I get the most troublesome, and the most sadistic female student. He shudders at the thought. Better try and tame it now, or it could spell trouble to future grown men. Before groaning inwardly. I'm starting to sound like a Nara.

"Nee, Iruka?" He asked, softly to get his only female student attention.

"Hai, sensei." Iruka said letting the senbon go shooting at Mizuke without looking where it was aimed at.

Sweatdropping a bit Iruka sensei chuckled, before asking. "Would you like to volunteer to help out in the front desk of the Hokage?"

Iruka blinked considering it before shrugging. "Sure, sensei."

"Great! There waiting for you now." He mentally patted himself on the back. With Iruka occupid at the Hokage he could prepare the other two, mostly Mizuki in this case for the chunin exams. If things went right then Iruka would go become a paper nin, or at most an academy sensei, and far, far away from the T&I

Iruka, couldn't help but shiver, before looking around discreetly.

Wait a minute she thought to herself. Was it Iruka's sensei who helped him get into assinging missions? Much less an advisor to the Hokage?