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(Can you tell that the disclaimers are my favorite part of writing these?)

Part 11: Dejá Vu

Last time: Kimi and Sakura begin plotting Kakashi and Amy's date while Yuki attempts to reveal her feelings for Naruto.

Mizuki's POV

After I leave Kimi, Sakura, Yuki, and Naruto, I travel toward the forest, searching for a quiet glade that I could use to train. On the way to the forest, however, I stumble upon an empty practice arena. This will work, I think to myself.

I am training in the practice grounds by myself when I hear a small noise behind me. Unsheathing my kunai, I turn around to find Sasuke standing in front of me. Sasuke looks at me emotionlessly, and then brushes past me without saying a word. He begins to ruthlessly attack one of the practice dummies. I turn back to my dummy, feeling a little nervous. The familiar fear creeps up on me, but I shove it out of my thoughts and continue to concentrate on my training. Minutes, then hours pass in silence. After a while, I forget Sasuke is there. Until-

"Where are your teammates?" a voice asks.

I'm startled for a second, but then I remember that Sasuke was training alongside me. I sigh, turning from my dummy and wiping the sweat from my brow. I see Sasuke sitting on a nearby log, staring at me disconcertingly. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. How long was he sitting there like that, watching me?

My voice betrays none of my anxiety as I answer his question.

"My teammates went on some stupid mission to set-up our senseis. Idiots."

"Hn."

Sasuke looks away, seemingly losing interest. I'm about to resume my training, but then he speaks again.

"I've heard about you, Mizuki Kagoro. You started to train as a ninja only 3 years ago, and you have already become the best genin in your village, even though you are a female."

I smirk. He's trying to spook me, but it won't work.

"Why do you just come out and say it?"

"What?" he asks.

"The question I know you want answered?"

"And what is that?"

"You want to know how I knew you were an Uchiha just by looking at your eyes."

Sasuke crosses his arms in front of his chest. "Hn."

"I memorized everything I could find about all of the bloodlines, so that I would know which ninja would pose a threat to me."

This wasn't exactly true, but I needed to bluff to regain the upper hand. I did know a bit about most of the bloodlines, but my knowledge of the Uchiha clan's bloodline was unparalleled. I probably knew more about the Uchiha sharingan than Sasuke himself knew.

"You know, we're a lot alike, you and I. We're the strong ones," I continue.

"Hn?" he says, posing it as a question.

"You have your sharingan, which allows you to copy any jutsu after only seeing it once, and I have my own… talents."

"I don't suppose you'd tell me what they are?" Sasuke asks me.

"Not a chance." I reply.

"Hn." Sasuke says. "I guess I'll have to find out for myself." With that he disappears.

What a jerk.