A/N It has been two years since I have updated. I am going back through and re-reading and I am horrified at how terribly written these chapters are! So, I am editing them and will hopefully have a new chapter ready within a week (so new post by 06/28/2020).

Disclaimer: I only own the Tsutoni clan characters; all of the Naruto characters that may be mentioned in the story do not and will not be mine :) This is just a brief description about my original character. The story is written in a diary-like story.

The Life of Bri Tsutoni

Shinobi is such a powerful, frightening, yet hopeful word that can either send fear or raise hope in the hearts of those that hear it. I see that word for all of its attributes. My name is Bri Tsutoni and I am sharing my tale, my life, my story. It begins on my second birthday and continues on to my twenty-sixth one. It will be a long journey, but I am hoping by sharing it, that I will enlighten the world the daily duties of what it means to truly endure a ninja life.

I should start by explaining who I am. I have a mass of blonde and untamable hair. I was born with one gold eye and one black eye. My father's clan, the Tsutoni, are ancient and sparse. So sparse, in fact, that I became the only one when I was 10 years old. My mother is the famous, perhaps infamous, Lady Tsunade.

She was always indifferent to me during my childhood, but that can be blamed on my four older brothers' disappearances. They each graduated at the age of ten and each one of them never made it home that night after the ceremony.

My clan possesses a spirit. No, not one of those tailed beasts that frighten the souls out of anyone with sense. This one is an actual spirit reincarnated from the soul of the very first Tsutoni. This spirit really helped me survive the struggle my lifestyle would throw at me.

The spirit of my clan goes by the name Hokkaidō. He resembles a wolf and he shared the strength and stamina similar to the tailed beasts; but he was a manifestation of goodness and was not created in the purposes of the tailed beasts.

He only physically possessed one clan member of its choosing, but anyone of Tsutoni descent will possess its purple hued chakra and its ability to prevent genjutsu from being successfully used against us. The latter being a groundbreaking tool that ensured the survival of my clan during the Warring States Period.

The vessel of the Hokkaidō will also have purple eyes which the phrase "Purple-Eyed Tsutoni" derives from. My clan had also mastered and was most well-known for the art of storm building. We specialize in wind styled jutsus. The deadliest ability we could manifest mimicked tornadoes. The size and strength of the storm is determined by the user that made it.

My clan was formidable, but how could that be when I ended up alone?

That is a mystery that will unravel throughout my lifetime. Before my father's death, he made a compact with the Uchiha clan. This pact guaranteed my safety and the continued survival of the Tsutoni people. This unity would be designed by marriage and would lead to a deep connection between me and an angst filled Uchiha the older I matured.

As a young adult, I developed what I thought was an irreplaceable love with Shisui Uchiha. Due to the Leaf's suspicion against my new family, I would end up alone again. Will I be able to adapt love for another of my close friends that I acquired my teenage years, Kakashi Hatake, or will I turn against my home and flee forever like Shisui's beloved cousin Itachi? These would be only a few of the decisions I would face.

Let us begin my story, shall we?