Author uses excuse!

It was not very affective. -_-'

I can partly explain, school, tests, homework and studying. 'Nuff said.

I do not own Naruto.


Chibi in a Box chapter 29

What to do with exercise

Serenity's POV

"Are you sure this is a good idea Ashton?" I asked keeping my eyes on the road.

"Mhm," she hummed happily as we rode to the gym.

"The guys and I need to burn some energy, they've been spoiled these last months," Ashton reasoned.

"I guess," I hummed unsurely.

"How long till we get to the gym?" Hidan yelled banging on the back of my seat.

"We'll be there soon Hidan. It's not a long drive," I assured.

Hidan sighed and slouched back into his chair.

"Yo, Big Blue. I think it'd be best if you henged again. The time we went to the mall, I think will be the only exception," Ashton suggestioned.

"No problem," Kisame answered. "I really am sorry you have to henge. People can judge so much," I sighed shaking my head.

"You can stop apologizing Serenity," Kisame sighed heavily, "it's getting a bit annoying."

"I'm s-" Ashton slapped a hand over my mouth. "He said not to apologize. Just laugh in his face or something," Ashton snapped.

Kisame chuckled loudly, throughly enjoying the show.

"Why do you say sorry so much hmm? It's not like you did anything," Deidara asked.

"Well it's the polite thing to do," I answered stubbornly. "That's only because you were raised so properly, like if you burped at the table you'd be shunned for life!" Ashton laughed.

"My parents were just classy," I defended. "Classy? Sounds like some feudal lord's family," Hidan laughed.

"Never mind that," I shook my head dismissively, "Hidan and Deidara, I want you two to behave. Don't go showing off how much you can lift."

"No chakra or crazy ninja things," I listed. "No killing, hurting or verbally assaulting someone. I don't want any of you glaring anyone down."

I pulled into the parking lot of the gym. "Use the equipment properly too."

"Of course mom," Deidara sighed sarcastically. Ignoring the commented I continued.

"Just be good."

"Why'd we get lectured and not the weasel and sushi?" Hidan asked shaking my seat lightly.

"Kisame and Itachi will behave themselves, they got in the least amount of trouble at grandma's," I reasoned.

"It wasn't my dang fault," he muttered. "Okay, so we're going to go and work out explicitly."

I opened the car door and stepped out feeling the cool autumn breeze on my skin.

Winter was coming soon, though I had no complaints. I always loved the snow, June on the other hand...

"Planet Fitness here we come," I laughed limping my fist in the air.

"More like Planet Fatness, it's surrender by fast food," Ashton muttered.

I opened the door and held it open for our little gang.

Kisame, Deidara, Itachi, Hidan, Ashton and I decided to get out of the house to work out.

Everyone else decided to stay home and relax, but it did take me forever to convince June we'd be back soon.

She clearly didn't want to be home without us. June did convince Konan to stay with her though. Konan would provide good protection for June.

As long as Pein didn't say anything.

She'd be screwed.

I suspected Konan was not going to disobey Pein again, but I think Pein did realize his certain action *cough* trying to kill me *cough* was wrong in the end.

"Seri, you can close the door," Ashton laughed pulling me out of my trance.

"Oh, umm, yeah," I stuttered closing the door.

"I'm going to run on the tread mill for a bit with Deidara. The twerp thinks he can run more miles than me," Ashton chuckled.

"M'kay, meet me back in a half hour," I directed. "Will do ma'am." Ashton gave me a lazy salute then ran off with the blond bomber.

"So what do you guys wanna do?" I asked looking at the rest of the group.

"Is there target practice, Itachi and I'd like that," Kisame suggested.

"They don't have that here," I laughed sheepishly.

"Kenjutsu?" Hidan asked.

"Sorry."

"Taijutsu spars?"

"Nope.

"Meditation?"

"Nada."

"Sorry my friends. We have weight lifting. We can see how much you can lift," I offered.

"Sure, weight lifting is always good," Hidan replied. "It's just right over here," I directed pointing to it.

"I'm just going to do push ups or something," I commented putting my hands on the ground.

I began my workout routine as usual, hoping to get to at least 50 push ups.

"How many?" Kisame asking laying down besides me.

"Just 50, I have to stretch my back after that," I commented, not sparing him a glance.

"50? That's nothing," he chuckled before starting push ups like me.

"You know Seri, I can do about 100 push ups as a warm up," Hidan bragged getting down besides me.

"That's cool," I replied still focused in my goal. "100 is nothing Hidan, you should be able to do more than that," Kisame snapped.

"I usually do a 3k warm up before," Hidan snapped back.

"Just watch Seri, this arrogant jerk will be speechless when I'm done," Kisame grumbled, picking up his pace.

"No way! I'll shame you sushi!"

"Guys it's just a work out," I laughed. "Nothing more."

"As ninja you always have to be working out. Otherwise you'll screw up," Hidan explained.

"He's not much of a ninja though," Kisame added. "Ah, screw you fish sticks," Hidan snapped.

The two bickered more, thankfully leaving me out of their fighting. I finished my 50 push-ups just fine and stretched my back.

I was about to do my squats but I was interrupted.

"Hey Serenity," Kisame called glaring at Hidan. "Get on my back."

"Umm, I'm good. I don't want to hurt you," I laughed awkwardly.

"I mean it, just sit crossed leg on my back so I can show this idiot up," Kisame demanded, holding a plank.

"I'm mean if you want," I drawled putting my knees on his back.

"Show off," Hidan snapped. "This is weird," I giggled finally getting comfy.

"It's showing him I'm clearly better," Kisame shot back.

"Hey, Itachi! Grab me a few weights and put them on my back, I want a hundred pounds."

"How much do you weigh Serenity?" Kisame asked. I lightly slapped him on the back of the head.

"A lady never reveals her weight," I pouted crossing my arms.

"Kisame," Itachi warned setting the weights on Hidan's back.

"I'm just asking, she can lift some weights while on my back too," he suggested.

"Well if you must know my friend I weigh 142," I mumbled.

"You weigh more than Hidan," Kisame muttered. "So! I just happened to be bigger boned! What are you implying mister! I just have more muscle and meat on my bones!" I yelled.

"It didn't mean anything!" Kisame yelled back in defense.

"It's quite alright Serenity," Itachi sighed giving me a small 50 pound weight.

"Thank you Itachi, you see, my brother from another mother knows how to treat a girl," I stated firmly.

"I have a figure too! Unlike most girls," I added. "Like June?" Hidan asked.

"Yes, like June," I confirmed. "June is fine the way she is," Itachi defended.

"I'm not saying it's bad but guys like a bit of curves if you know what I mean," I said winking at him.

Itachi sighed loudly and dumped a few more weights on me.

"Now I'm feeling it," Kisame muttered to himself. "Already," Hidan mocked, "I'm just starting."

Itachi decided it'd be best to dumped another hundred pounds on said zealot.

Hidan gasped out in surprise, halting his push up. "This," he gasped for air, "is how I like it."

"You're both show offs you know," I complained. "How much can you bench Seri," Hidan panted.

"Maybe, hmm, I think I can bench 100," I hummed thoughtfully. "I know Ashton can bench my weight."

"What about blonde?" Hidan asked. "June, with her noodle arms she can may bench 50 pounds, she can't even do a pull up so..."

"She can't do a pull up," Kisame chuckled. "That's degrading."

"Maybe, but June can beat any of you in a chess game or strategy."

"That is true," Itachi added. "Did she beat you, Itachi?" Kisame questioned.

Said weasel did not answer, he simply crossed his arms and gave the Uchiha's infamous 'hn.'

"So how does she wield that sword of her's?"

"That was Evergreen's, June just had to learn to use it after she... passed away. But she can do a few tricks. That one time we fought Deidara, she used the only tricks she knew."

"I also know Deidara was messing around because he would've beat the crap out of us," I added.

"Deidara tends to play the 'innocent' card," Hidan explained.

Kisame sighed loudly before speaking. "And it actually works, the kid can stroll passed any shinobi without being looked at twice. Deidara is extremely skilled in infiltration. Like you for example, he found out you like kids. So he uses that for protection," Kisame explained.

"Why would he have to be protected?" I asked. "From us," Hidan snapped.

"Pein will let us get away with maiming him but you, you're death glare can scare him off," Hidan chuckled.

"Hmph, I think I'm nice to you guys," I pouted. "You're too good."

I looked up at Itachi and sighed. "There's no such thing as too good."

"I would disagree Serenity," Itachi said shaking his head.

"Whatever, well I'm getting off now Kisame, you've been working hard," I sighed rolling of of the man.

"I was only starting," he complained stretching his back.

"I know you were, but it's okay to stretch," I answered.

I stretched my arms and spread my legs slightly a part to go into a back bend.

My back cracked multiple times making me feel relieved and relaxed.

Slowly going down to my elbows I also flex my foot. "Can you guys do this?" I asked blowing a bit of hair out of my face.

"Of course," Hidan answered joining me in a back bend. "Kisame?" I asked.

"I'm good kid," he chuckled patting my stomach. "Kisame's just not flexible," Hidan laughed.

"You're just unnaturally flexible," Kisame sneered. "No I'm-"

Kisame interrupted Hidan by kicking his arms from underneath himself.

A silver blur hit the ground with loud swearing. "Ah! What was that for?"

"Just for you being annoying," Kisame muttered. "Leave 'em alone," I defend, flipping out of my back bend.

"Look sushi!" Hidan yelled getting up. He poked Kisame's chest with his finger.

"I'm just trying to have a good time before you kick me around you b-"

"No, no, no," I scolded, squishing between the two. "What are you going to do about it woman?" Hidan asked.

"Well, I'm just going to ask you... politely. So please don't fight?" I questioned nervously.

Hidan gave me a flat look before cracking a small smile. "You're hilarious, you know that Seri?" he chuckled.

"It's cute that you think you can do something." "I'm not cute!" I scolded chew on my inner cheek.

"I'd disagree," Kisame chuckled. "Just look at this," he said flicking my shoulder.

"I bet you couldn't even scratch us," Hidan teased pulled my hair lightly.

"I feel offended. Please stop," I scolded pulling away. "Well, we stopped fighting, you're really pushing it now," Hidan commented.

"Hidan, Kisame. Leave Serenity alone," Itachi scolded. "Yeah, what he said," I added.

"You're no fun Itachi, just let us tease her a bit," Kisame chuckled.

"It's not teasing, it's mean," I pouted. "Mhm," Kisame sighed sarcastically.

"I'll sic Itachi on you! You know I can," I scolded. "And if I can't, June can."

"Sure, I'm scared of the blonde and Uchiha jerk," Hidan mocked.

"Itachi," I whined pushing Hidan away. Itachi sighed loudly before slowly turning around.

"Yes, Serenity?" he asked with a tired expression. "They're making fun of me."

"We're just messing with her Itachi, don't worry," Kisame grinned resting his elbow on my head.

I smacked it off and growled. "Am I supposed to be scared?"

"So mean," I cried out making a slapping motion at him.

"Serenity," Itachi called waving his hand towards me. I walked to him hesitantly before glaring at Kisame.

Itachi pushed me behind his person. "You two may train, Serenity and I will take our leave."

"Hey, hey," Hidan yelled pushing past Kisame, "we were having fun."

"I wasn't," I mumbled crossing my arms. Itachi put a hand on my shoulder.

"Serenity isn't enjoying your presence at the moment," Itachi defend.

"I'm sorry to disturb the princess my king," Kisame mocked bowing his head.

The Uchiha flicked Kisame's arm all while glaring. "Kisame," he warned.

"Fine," Kisame muttered rolling his eyes. "Itachi is nice to me, unlike you two."

"Fight me woman," Hidan hissed, stepping up. "I'd win," I snapped back.

Itachi snapped his arm around my waist then heaved me back behind his person.

"You'd lose," he murmured. "I can hit hard," I whined. "You're too nice," Itachi countered.

"She couldn't hit me without apologizing," Hidan chuckled. "Yeah I could," I argued.

"I'll give you a free shot," he stated proudly. "You remember what happened last time you told her that?" Kisame chuckled.

"Eh, but this time it won't be as-" I sent my foot straight for his stomach.

He lurched back a bit, his arms covering his stomach now. "I hit hard," I snapped.

Hidan let out a moan and bent over. "Wait did that actually hurt?" I asked covering my mouth.

"I think I'm gonna," his hand shot up to his mouth and his cheeks puffed out," throw up."

"Oh no, I didn't know I hit that hard. I was playing around I'm so sorry," I cried helping him stand.

"Eh, woman," he chuckled dryly. "You just apologized."

And thus the zealot found himself on the ground clutching his broken family jewels.

"I'm sorry for doing that!" I yelled kicking I'm again. "I'm very sorry and I love you very much!"

I glared at Kisame then. "I love you too!" I yelled, followed by a kick to the shin.

"Serenity, such a violent outburst," Itachi commented. "I'm a violent person," I added.

"No, no you're not," he deadpanned. "I'll, do something bad then," I stuttered out.

My threat was only greeted with an unimpressed look. Wanting to redeem my pride I sent a fist forward to hit the Raven.

Itachi easily caught it. "What were you going to do?" he asked.

"Mmmm," I moaned sending a leg up. He dodged my kick, but he sadly didn't stop there.

Catching my foot Itachi twisted it to the side, the rest of my body following.

"Do forgive me but, you are incapable of hurting me," he deadpanned.

"Ugh, you're so stubborn," I moaned rubbing my forehead.

With a shrug of the shoulders my friend turned around to resume his exercises.


I have a reason for this being a shorter chapter, I really do. So last time I asked if any of you guys had a fic idea. Well my answer would be a small introduction to a cool idea I had. It's the size of a normal cheater so I hope this makes up for the lack of this one.

Hope you enjoy it, please do give me some feedback.


Chapter 1

It was a way to die alright.

Chidori through the heart, it was a way to go. It seemed like some of the best people were always killed with that technique, but I guess some of the worse were too.

Made me wonder which one I was. I've done plenty of bad in my life, plenty of good.

I smiled looking into the eyes of my Master's. My sensei, my user, my guide, my father. He was a cold heartless man, but who knew two kids off the streets could bring out his inner softy.

His eyes flashed with sadness and anger, knowing that today he lost both of his servants lives. Both of his students, his tools, his followers, his children.

I felt the lighting blade pierce my side. The sparks licking and dancing on my sides painfully.

Well this is it, I'm not complaining though, my only regret is not saving them. My brother and father.

They were good people, but besides that I have no complaints. I lived two lives, that's good enough.

Now I bet you're wondering what I mean. I mean, I woke up one day in the body of five year old me in a another world. In the Naruto world.

Crazy isn't it? But it was my type of crazy.

"Tou...chan," I whispered with a strained smile. Water came up into his eyes but it was quickly demolished. He couldn't let his manly pride be ruined if he were to cry here, now could he?

His sword came above his head and down on me and the man who struck my from behind. I felt myself fly backwards, the man pulling me away.

I looked up at the silver haired man and reached out to him. "Don't... D-disa-ble... His... A-arms," I stuttered out.

He knew it was to late for me, but could see the regret and pain in those grey eyes. Reading someone just by staring into their eyes has become a new talent I'm proud of.

A silver head of hair nodded at me, he gently land me down, then left me to bleed out.

What a way to die.

I looked up at the grey skies smiling.

I wish we could have lived happily together, as a family. It would've meant the world to me. Despite being taught we were nothing but tools, yet I always felt that we were indirectly taught that family is the most important.

My eyes forcibly droop down, the color from this world draining. Darn it, not now, just a bit longer, but I knew it was too late for me.

I weakly reached my hand out. I bawled my fist with all of my strength, my nails digging into my skin.

I didn't want to die. I accepted that I was but I didn't want to die.

I was scared to die alone.

I'm sure you want to hear my tale now with this epic opening.

The tale of Bunny Yuki. And don't you dare laugh at that wonderful name I was given by my precious homicidal, ice baby! But anyways, it was ten years ago.

It all started with a bright light and a burning feeling.

I remember my chest burning and bright grey skies like the ones I see now while I die. I heaved myself up off the cold ground.

It hurt to breath but I powered through. My surroundings were bland and colorless with Japanese styled houses.

I didn't know what to think with a hazy mind. I just knew I was walking home from school, it was my last year as a senior.

My books fell from my arms as I was walking across the street. As I reached for them, all there was was blinding light.

I checked my pockets for anything, my notebook and pencil were in my sweat shirt pockets but nothing else, and at that moment I realized how big my clothes were.

My shirt was down to my knees. My pants didn't fit around my waist so I decided to loose them.

I opened my notebook, first ripping out my science notes, and jotted down the day and what was happening.

January 3rd?

I do not know where I am, but it's cold. Snow everywhere. Everything is colorless and the houses seem to be influenced by a Japanese style. My hands and legs are shaky.

That was my first note, dumb, I know.

Now, imagine not knowing where you were and wandering the streets for three days straight with little to no food. Yeah, that was my situation.

I remember clearly in my third day I found a mirror. I was shocked and angry to say the least.

My face was rounder and smoother. My hair was short, styled like a bob. Here's the other thing though, my hair was white as snow and my eyes were red like ruby.

Originally, I was a natural albino. My eyes were a ghostly light pink and hair a bleach blond.

My now white hair though was snarled and ragged while my face was full of dirt and muck. You couldn't tell if I was a girl or boy.

I had a small stature with small hands and I looked around to be five. My scar was gone from my lip and eyebrow. I had zero pimples or zits.

My once female pride was gone, which honestly I had little to none, before this I resembled more of a boy to my dismay but it never bothered me to much.

I tried running my fingers threw my snarled hair, they were caught, close to my hair line.

I walked away from that mirror with a identity crisis.

My hands tried crushing my skull in anger as I yelled incoherent swears.

I asked myself who I was over and over. I didn't know my name anymore, I purposely forgot it not wanting to hear it again.

My name didn't matter now that I was here. Nobody cared about me or my name.

You may be thinking, 'Isn't she over reacting? Isn't this dramatic?'

When you wake up in another world in the body of a five year old then you can say that, so hush now.

Life wasn't really real at the time, I was just not dying, I wasn't living.

I can't really go into the depth of this, I wouldn't except you to understand if you didn't go through this yourself.

All you need to remember is I didn't have a purpose, no one knew or cared about me. I didn't have a name.

For the rest of the day I looked for garbage dumps for food, but little to no avail.

I walked through the streets scavenging for food wondering if this was all a dream, wondering if anybody missed me at home.

All I had was a notebook, pencil, and myself. So I picked up my pride and opened my notebook.

Day three or January 6,

I still have know idea where I am or how I got here, not to mention why I'm in a child's body. I have to find food soon or else. Must find shelter and warmth.

I closed my notebook and looked up and that's when I saw it.

Better pay attention because this is really where it really started.

I saw a flash of white from the corner of my eye. A white rabbit darted from a man chasing it out of a shop. I can't describe what came over me but all I can say is hope.

Sounds cheesy, I know. I sounded like some preacher at my local church. But after three days of wandering, this was something.

Hope that a small rabbit could make it in this world. So I ran, I ran as fast as these legs could carry me. I chased that rabbit like it was the last thing I'd ever see.

My small feet pounded against the cold ground with heavy thumps and I breathed the cold dry air. I needed to go faster and at that moment I felt a warmth rush into my legs carrying me. Willing me to go faster.

Despite how slow I thought I was going I knew I'd never run faster. My heart was ready to pound out of my chest and my feet wanted to give out.

I took my chance and sprinted to that white rabbit. I thought of Alice in wonderland as I ran. 'I'm late,' was all I could think as I chased it.

"I'm late," I whispered to myself.

I darted through buildings and alleys till I lost it but I kept running in hopes of finding it again. I zigzagged threw the streets pushing past people.

The people here were... ruthless, to say the least. They didn't mind slapping or pushing a starving child.

That's when I saw a flash of white dart into a alley. I took a sharp turn as I sucked in a sharp breath.

It stopped in the middle of the alley to sniff the air on its hind legs. I crouched down and held my knees in awe.

It could survive, that means I could. I found my will in this small rabbit. The will of water, the will of change.

I looked up to see a young boy at the other side of the alley crouching down to see the rabbit. He looked up at me and we made eye contact for a moment.

Energy rushed between us, it was a warm spark I couldn't explain,

We stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like forever until he whispered, "You have to same eyes as me."

I nodded my head before slowly standing up. The rabbit stood still as I approached it and then passing it to meet the boy.

"Are you an angel?" he asked me with innocent eyes. "No." Was my simple answer. "I don't know what I am."

He then stood up and held out his hand. I shook it gently still in a bit of shock.

"I'm alone," I whispered. I didn't mean for it to come out pathetically, I didn't mean for it to come out at all but he understood.

"Me too." We stared at each other in silence until he replied. "Wanna be alone together?"

This sweet boy I would soon come to know as my best friend, my fellow class men, my brother.

"Yeah, that makes the silence bearable," I replied. "Do you have a name?" I whispered.

The atmosphere scared me, I was scared if I spoke to load I would break it.

"I'm Haku," he whispered. That's when I realized I was in a different world.

The strange men walking through the streets with swords and weapons. The bounties, the old styled houses. It made sense and I was never going home.

"I don't know who I am," I whispered not daring to break the quiet calm feeling. "I can help you," he whispered in reply with a gentle smile.

"Yeah."

Haku was my everything at the time. At this moment he was my hope, my reason to endure, because once you find your self far from home, in a strange world, with strange people, you take what you can get.

And with that we both sat down huddled together in silence. The rabbit sat down and stared at us while we huddled together for warmth in silence.

"You have pretty hair."

This was the first of the many times my precious homicidal ice baby complimented me.

"It's pretty."

I smiled softly at him. My small heart felt warm and satisfied, more than satisfied.

"You have soft hair," I whispered. "Thanks."

I hummed softly trying to ease the awkward air. "You're name was Haku?" I asked despite knowing the name well.

Before I ended up here the Naruto was one of my very large, preteen obsessions. I was classified as a 'Otaku' different from a 'weaboo.'

"Yeah, I'm Haku Yuki."

It was awkward at first but it grew to be something more. Two months later it was "deep" winter and we were inseparable. I found out he was a bit talkative and a thief. His pick pocket skills would never cease to amaze me.

That's actually how we made a living. With the help of my acting skills and his pick pocket skills we made the perfect team.

I would ask a man for help and pretend I was dying of a sickness. While they tried to tend to me or tried leaving me as I begged for their help Haku practically stripped them down to their underwear.

We'd run away laughing as they chased us. We had it good. Haku and I were sitting side by side, snuggled up in an oversized fur coat, that we 'earned', in the middle of the ally where we met.

"Bunny," he said. "What?" "Bunny, that's what I'm going to call you, Bunny." "Elaborate."

"Remember. The bunny in the alley when we first met. It had a white fur coat and red eyes. You have white hair, red eyes and sickly pale skin," he teased. I pushed the boy a bit in a teasing manner and gestured for him to go on.

"And if you want you can take my last name."

There was a silence. Haku covered his face in embarrassment.

"Bunny Yuki, huh?" I pondered. "Sounds crazy," I deadpanned. His face dropped at the remark.

"Buts it's my type of crazy," I added smiling. "So you like the name?"

"Mhm, call me whatever you like. From now on, I am Bunny Yuki."

Haku smiled brightly. "I think it fits you."

It amazed me how intelligent he was. Sometimes I thought I was talking to someone my age but then I forgot about it. Sometimes it scared me how easy I forgot my original identity. Accepting this new one within two months and a half.

After another month of being together I noticed Haku almost had this need to be acknowledged. He'd ramble for hours on how he needed a purpose and nobody truly needed him and I soon started to feel the same.

Why were two orphans special? I started to wonder if I was ever going home, if I should even try. All Haku and I asked were, why?

So after another identity crisis I accepted for real this time being Bunny, but sometimes, almost always, in my dreams I saw myself as... Well my first self if that makes sense. I accepted I was some powerless kid in a shinobi world.

I honestly wasn't going to get involved with anything. I'd let everything run on, but I still wrote everything down just encase, in English of course.

The whole storyline was written out in scratch first, starting with Kaguya to Madara to Naruto to Boruto. After, I filled in the details.

Some episodes I remember better than others, but filler, oh god would I have trouble remembering those.

But thankfully the fight between Haku and Naruto was one of the ones I remembered more.

"What's in you're notebook?" Haku asked. "I'm from a far off place Haku," I told him looking up at the cloudy night sky.

He looked up with me. "We wrote and spoke in something called 'English' though, it's a lot different from Japanese," I explained.

I found myself speaking in Japanese when I first arrived. I don't know why though. I've always had a theory; Of I wouldn't be able to survive without communication.

So whatever ever devilish god that is in charge of my life was generous enough to gift me with this language, I personally think it's Jashin now.

Personally, I don't want to get into details, but now I'm bilingual. Congratulations.

"English?" Haku questioned. "Mhm," I hummed. "You must be very skilled if you can speak two languages," he commented.

"It was luck," I defended. "I guess it was luck meeting you then."

"I guess it was."

"Do you ever wish to go back home?" he asked. "Sometimes, a lot actually. I had a father who was loving. His name was Samuel."

"Samuel? That's a weird name." "If you only knew Haku," I sighed.

I remember the boy looking down from the stars, his gaze lingering on the wall before staring at me.

"I'll get you back home one day to see your father," he declared.

"You don't ha-" "I want to though. You seem to love your home. I'll become strong and bring you back home no matter how far away it is. Even if it is outside of the nations I'll get you there," Haku declared proudly.

"Okay Haku, I'll let you," I sighed happily. "Will you become strong with me?"

"I'll try my hardest," I promised. I sure as heck did, after I met my master I worked my butt off day and night.

"I want to do something good. I'm good for nothing," he sulked.

"That's not true, you'll grow up to be good. You'll be great."

"We'll be great," Haku corrected. "We'll be great," I confirmed.

"We'll be legends! We'll have a purpose!" Haku declared happily.

"Of course," I mumbled wishfully. "I promise I'll get you back home."

"I'll hold you up to that promise now," I chuckled patting his shoulder.

"I'll make it come true too. I'll get you home," he promised holding out his pinky finger.

I couldn't help but giggle at how childish this was but despite that thought I still hooked my pinky around his.

"Now that I have decided," Haku yawned while stretching his small arms, "I'm going to sleep now."

"Goodnight Haku," I whispered. "Goodnight Bunny."

And this is the first time he uttered those three fantastic words.

"I love you."

Haku wasn't a romantic interest, far from it. He was more like my everything, my sanity. I need him.

He needs me.

Those words mended my confused heart. I knew who I was and I threw away my old identity easily.

I am Bunny Yuki and this is my tale.


So... yeah, what'd ya think? Nothing much but it's something. Well, tell me what you think in the reviews.

Till next time.