Hello everyone, and happy Labor Day!

I am so proud of you all for not ganging up and killing me for my late update, but alls well that ends well.

Disclaimer- I do not own Naruto in any of my lives, past or present.

I also do not own Sleeping Beauty, Adventures in Odyssey, Mighty Pythons, Disney Movies Such as The Lion King, or anything else I might quote on accident. Please don't sue me, I just go a job and don't have that much anyway.

Wow, I already hate that and now I'm looking at the chapter I'm writing in the future and it's going to be ten time longer. Anyway.

Thanks to all my reviewers, all the people who put me on their Alter or Favorite list,

You light up my life…

Yeah, anyway.

If anyone wants to draw me fanart I just got one from Lies-14, I am going to scan mine in soon, maybe later this week. But I will put all pictures on my site as soon as someone tells me how to do it.

And now on with the show.

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One day when I was older I freaked my dad out.

I went to the hospital and got a dose of those sleeping pills, the powerful stuff that can knock out a horse for five days.

I switched those pills for sugar tablets and proceeded to swallow one and point to the jar and say

"Man those are good, what are they again Dad?"

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To say I grew up a normal would be a lie, but then no one I knew grew up normal.

For the first five months, my parents went crazy trying to keep me awake.

Finally Tsunde screamed at them that I was a baby, I loved nothing except the carrot flavor mush and my stuffed toad, and they could let me sleep.

And so I slept.

Unlike the movie, Orochimaru didn't tell us when I would go insane so when I was three my parents explained the curse to me.

I stopped sleeping.

That's the reason I love Gaara so much.

When I was told that I could no longer sleep, I went tot go live with him for a while ( my family was constantly changing where I lived in hope that Oro-chan wouldn't find me).

Gaara taught me how not to sleep.

I guess it is safe to say that I look a little weird.

My hair is a light blond almost white with black roots and low lights. I inherited my fathers pale complexion, dark eyes with a tint of blue-rimmed Gaara style from lack of sleep.

And of course my rugged good looks I got from both sides.

I do have the infamous whisker scares, but I didn't get them till I was older. It was a sick joke from someone who tired to kill me.

And last but certainly not least, I got my forehead from my demonic godparents.

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No one knew what the demons had done to me; they just hoped it would be enough.

Tsunde explained that the seal on my head is a sign I'm demon touched.

The seal is black diamond shape with a dark red in the middle.

According to Tsunde, when a demon is fond of a human they would leave such a mark on him or her.

It granted the wearer protection from demons and showed it was a kept human.

Basically it's the equivalent of a dog peeing on me.

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Although I didn't have a normal childhood I had a happy one.

One of the things that made my father uber happy was the fact that I was a girl.

Apparently girls have less of a chance of inheriting the Sharringan.

No one told my genes that.

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Although my parents didn't burn everything (okay, Saauke does, but thats just his jutsu) they were very protective.

Very, very, very, very protective.

This might have a little to do with the fact that I'm a little bit of a klutz and our village isn't really baby proof.

Okay, I lied.

I'm a really BIG klutz, but that's okay or at least I thought it was.

But, according to Gaara, being knocked out by my own stupidity is the same as falling asleep.

Man did that sand come in handy.

Since I couldn't sleep I would never often wonder the streets (trailed by ANBU of course) it was on one of those walks that I found the gift my father had given me.

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Okay so there I was, just a walking down the street….

Singing do a diddy didy dum diddy do.

Minding my own business.

(No really, the paint on my hands matching the graffiti on the Hokage Mountain, pure coincidence.)

I had long ago lost my guards.

I was walking down the street (hey we've been here before) playing with my sand.

It didn't really occur to me that a normal person wouldn't be able to see each individual sand particles in the dead of night.

I rubbed my eyes, they had been burning for quite some time.

I looked up at the moon and saw a figure jumping the rooftops.

I frowned.

No one besides me is up this late.

I quickly followed him back…

To my house?

Hey, what is that pervert doing in my room?

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Now a normal person would call for help when they see a dark figure breaking and entering,

I however and not normal what so ever, and the creep was in my room.

However, I knew my parents would not be happy if I got hurt and they could have helped.

I took out my necklace Kakashi had gotten me.

The silver charm glinted in the moonlight. I had changed the symbol yesterday to 'protection'.

I squeezed the charm in my hand a sent a pulse of my charka into it.

Somewhere I knew that my parents charms also glowed and released enough heat to wake them up.

I tucked the necklace into my shirt and slipped into my room.

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I watched from the shadows amused.

The man in my room was looking around confused, probably looking for where the bed and its occupant was.

I grabbed the closest thing and slip behind him and murmured in his ear.

"Hey stub, I don't think your suppose to be in here. At least you don't look like a girl."

He froze.

Good, mission accomplished. Now all I had to do was wait for my parents…

Hey why are you moving?

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My captive struggled to turn around.

"What are you doing?" I finally hissed.

He paused.

"Your ANBU right? Where is that girl your hiding? I'll gladly kill the little CENSOR for you."

"Now you listen here mister," I was greatly offended by that statement, I am one hundred percent human, well at least seventy-five.

I loosened my hold and suddenly found a kuni between my rids.

I folded to the ground as the poison slowly over took, my body.

"How?" I muttered falling face first into the carpet.

The last thing I saw was my father's worried face before my world turned black.

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Exit stage left!

IMPORTANT NOTICE- Steve Erwin died today. I probably spelled the last name wrong, but you all know his as the Australian croc hunter. He and that Animal planet show Croc Diaries.

We will now observe a moment of silence in his honor.

Anyway

Very long chapter and they are only going to get longer.

Hope you liked it and anyone interested in drawing me stuff, review and tell me and I'll send you my e-mail.

Thanks for reading.

Lou