All of my failing with Mika has led me to this story... I hope it ends up amazing.

Naomi smiled at herself in the mirror, imagining the headband on her head, the one she aimed to get tomorrow. She had worked hard, training every day since she was eight years old and her body showed it. At the age of twelve, Naomi was short but strong with rippling muscles carved into each part of her athletic frame. She may not know her parents but she was grateful for their good genes, she liked what she saw in the mirror.

Her hair was a dark brown woven into a short braid that fell to her neck, matching her brown eyes and tan skin. Unlike her classmates, she was dark skinned. The Hokage had told her that she clearly of foreign descent. From the Land of Lightning most likely, or so he guessed when she met him all those years ago when he first asked her if she wanted to join the Shinobi forces. She took some pride in that, the difference from the rest of her classmates made her stand out. She was counting on that...

It would come in handy in the coming months, any difference would so long as it was positive.

For Naomi had a goal, and she would do anything to accomplish it!

It had become an affirmation, one she told herself each day to remind her why she worked like a dog for only so many results. It was her entire life, rolled into one sentence.

"They will notice me and I will show them that you do not need a powerful bloodline to matter in this damn village."

It may have been silly to some but that was her goal, though she never told another soul of it. She knew how keenly this village all but worshiped powerful bloodlines. Half of her entire class was from powerful bloodlines, even her fellow Orphan Naruto was from the powerful Uzumaki bloodline even if he seemed to not know that ( they had classes on it... several of them in fact.). She wondered absently if that was how he got away with everything?

"I will be seen, they will notice me and I will become great. One day I will lead my own clan of powerful Ninja. People will know my name and my line. I will be remembered through History."

Smiling to her reflection some more as she focused on her goal, allowing it to fill her up and give her more hope, Naomi turned on heel and marched out of her small apartment. She decided to take the rooftops today, not wanting to deal with the civilians any more then she had to at the moment. They always looked at her, and most other Ninja or Orphans, like she was a problem. She didn't like it.

It took only five minutes to reach the academy, leaping down right in front of the building with a happy heart. Brushing off any dust that got on her, Naomi stood straight and marched right in, hurrying towards her class. As it would turn out she was one of the first there, and so she got to sit where she wanted, in the front row away from any distractions like Naruto or Sasuke's fangirls.

Plopping herself down in the far left corner right by the windows, Naomi readied her area for the day. Tomorrow was graduation day and boy was she prepared! Today was, like the rest of the week, all about preparation and studying. She was soaking in every amazing moment desperate for it to be enough for her to accomplish all she wanted.

Graduation was the first step... and she would not miss it.

Chapter end, tell me what you think in the reviews.

This is going to great I can just tell!

Love, your Ninja Overlord,

Mika.