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You really liked these chapters before ! Cool ! It almost shame me to gove you this one that isn't good enough compared to what I produced the days before. Anyway thanks for reviewing, following, favoriting and so on...

I should make Naruto stronger, but I don't know how for I want him to stay canon for now... He should be able to protect his siter a bit, right ?


Waking up

I was in pain. My body was a whole bubble of pain. Everything, every move, every thought was a pain.

I opened my eyes and was welcomed by the darkness and the silence of the room. It was really dark. It wasn't right. At home I would always have some glow coming from the window, either the lights of the streets at night or the shining stars. There was nothing here. It didn't smell like home either. It was too clean. Hygienic clean. As if it had been bleached everywhere.

Where was I ? How did I get here ?

A memory emerged from the panic that struck me. A face wearing a Konoha headband. A boy. A teenager with a brown pigtail. He is hitting me and I can just resist and wait for it to stop. It looked like one of the many memories I had had of getting beaten.

A sob exploded in my throat. I heard its echo in the empty room. I was alone in this bed. I was never alone at night. When we were hurt by others, Naruto would always bring me home. But this time had been different. I thought I was strong enough to protect him. I couldn't even protect myself from a Genin.

My body was crying. I couldn't say which part of me was crying and for what reason. Was it because of the pain, the loneliness, the fright or the revenge I wanted to get ? I couldn't tell. I focused on the part that wasn't getting emotive. The one that was calculating, trying to understand. My own inner ninja part, as Shisui-Nii would call it.

My cries attracted a nurse in the room, and I looked at him. It was a boy about Uchiha-Dono's age. He flipped the interrupter on and light overwhelmed me. He had long grey hair and round glasses

"What's wrong, Uzumaki-San ? Do you need some assistance ?"

His hand approached me, and I immediately moved backwards. He wasn't to touch me so blatantly. Nobody was to touch me. Ever. Except for some of my friends, in rare occasions.

"I... I want my brother !"

I mentally scowled about the way I was stutturing and sobbing at the same time. It was pathetic.

"It's really late, Uzumaki-San. Plus your brother had to have medical assistance too."

Did that fucking Genin touched my brother who was already hurt ? I felt my anger boiling inside of me. I didn't only want revenge now. I was about to make him suffer more and more !

"And don't jolt that much, you might rip your stitches."

"Where am I ?"

"In the hospital. Where else would you be?"

I had no answer to that. I pouted while he hovered his hand with a green chakra glow above me. Instinctively I activated my sensor to analyse his energy.

Even though I've been countless times in the hospital with Naruto, I had never felt the chakra of this guy. In fact he felt just like these ninja that didn't exist in the building where I chased Uchiha-Dono a few months ago. My heartbeat sped up substantially. I thought he felt it through his soothing technique that made my pain manageable because I saw a metallic glint in his eyes and his smile widened.

It wasn't a nice smile at all.

Actually, now that I was thinking about it, hospital rooms were slightly different. The machines here seemed less recent. Plus he was young to act like a nurse using medical chakra. I thought it required lots of studies. Even if he had been a genius, that was unusual.

When did I thought that nobody could be interested in smart little girls ? I couldn't recall. This didn't seem like a normal hospital.

"I want my brother. Now !" I ordered and my voice was steady and calm.

The boy stopped what he was doing and looked at me.

"I don't really know what to do with you. You may be young, you're full of promises. I'd just like to know when the time would be right..."

"Right for what ?" I asked.

A shiver went up my back as his eyes locked on mine. Now I understood fully why I scared Sasuke-San so much. That day in his backyard, I had had the same look on my face. To that boy I was nothing but a creature he was about to dissect to see what makes it tick. That day I would have hit Sasuke just to see how well he reacted to pain and dread. Today it was my turn to be the guinea pig.

And the part of myself I had despised that day emerged. I wasn't different from an amount of data. I too could learn a lot by this experiment if he did it on myself. I tried to fight this madding urge to comprehend anything by analysing myself limb by limb. No, this was sick. This was insane. I was Kagerou Uzumaki, not just figures I could analyse.

But my mind was telling me to go that way. Even if it repulsed me, it seemed that the atmosphere had changed. The boy was watching me. Analysing me. And he enjoyed our alikeness.

I titled my head and looked at him. The length of his lock. Data. The thickness of his glasses. Data. The exact shade of his eyes in the artificial light. Data. The number of respirations he had for a minute. Data. The flow of his chakra. Data. I could estimate it all. Data. Data. Data.

"No... You'd be too much fun to watch."

He pinched my cheek and I flinched, forgetting the pain it would cause me.

"What a good girl you are. I hope we'll see each other again..."

He turned off the light and I batted my eyelids to adapt my vision. My eyes were stinging.

"If you survive the Root..."

And he was gone.

I curled myself inside the covers. The Root again ? Uchiha-Dono warned me about that, right ? I had been right then. I was in the building with the people that didn't exist. I didn't know where I was, nor what day we were. Ignorance was far from bliss. It was an annoyance. Knowledge was the key. Calculus was the way.

And I had to find my brother back. If I was here, maybe he was too. Unforgivable.

Though somewhere in my head, I wondered what would happen if I were to disappear. If I stayed in here, I would not exist anymore. And the shadows would be my realm. My own realm to protect those I loved.

Was it a good thing that it was the part of myself I hated the most that nourished that wonderful idea ?


The future is up to her now. What will she decide ? You'll know tomorrow.