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Note: in this chapter I kind of wanted Ayane to feel a little sad, so I know it's probably not an actually part of Ayane's real story in dead or alive, but I can really picture her doing something like that, besides this leads up to even more of hayate's anger.

Italics: thoughts

Ayane's Secret

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Her mind is still filled with unwanted memories

She manages to hide them under the innocence she holds

Not quite a cold blooded killer at heart

But gets angry enough to cause havoc

She will not let the child inside of her win...........

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Ayane leaned on her balcony outside of her front porch to her apartment, it was a calm day, not to windy, the sun had gone in early, the night not yet approaching, as she looked over the city of Japan.

She deeply preferred to be in a dark forest, surrounded by nature, that usually was the human conception of what people thought ninja's were like, but really she was a modern girl, so were most of the other ninja's, after their long work was done, they usually returned home, taking of the ninja suit, and belong to the human world.

She took in a big breath of fresh air, she was wearing normal light blue jeans, with a casual blue top, nothing to fancy, she hated getting dressed up, it made her feel like she was some sweet school girl, just like!, she quickly shook her head, she had almost forgotten about her plan.

So Ryu Hayabusa huh? This should be fun, I heard he was quite a challenge, once I get my strong grip on him, I will be to powerful for anyone!, she smiled to herself, now walking inside, dropping on the couch, while still staring at the view through the open doors.

A memory was rekindling in the back of her mind, she thought she had forgotten about it, but it still manged to creep back up somehow.

Wow that now is one murder I do not want to remember, if hayate ever found out! she shivered all over, not wanting to think about it.

That was a long time ago, I was only ten, it was my first taste of real murder, I learnt then just how much of a killer I could really be, after that, I could kill anyone and not feel a thing, you know I bet that's why kasumi hates me, and that is why I wanted to kill her.

Ayane went into her kitchen, pouring water from the tap into a see through glass she had required from the cupboard next to her, she took a few gulps, trying to desperately calm her nerves, it was practically her free day, since she got Maya to look after Hajin Mon while she rests.

Her eye's wondered to the pile of school books she had left on the kitchen counter, they had been untouched for weeks, she could not really be bothered with school, she only did it so she could try and become better than kasumi, all of which was a total waste of time.

How could she think about school when she was a ninja, when she had so much going on in her little mind, school was the least of her problems.

She was still angry about not bringing up the attack on her and her Maya, she was so busy not liking the ninja elders and leaders she had forgot how powerful her status was, I should have complained, make them pay, how dare they treat be with such disloyalty! I am the most powerful shinobi there is!.

She walked back into the living, the white sandals she wore made soft tapping noises on her marble floor, she took her books under one arm, trying not to think about school work like some child, and instead concentrate on her being a ninja.

She flicked through a few of the books, seeing if any of the work was easy enough to complete, so she could be more concerned with other things that are important.

"Advanced chemistry! Yuck!" she through the book into the fire place, still going through the books, "Spanish? Why when you know English?" she through it on the floor, all of a sudden one book caught her eye, this was not one of her new school books.

It can't be! she looked horrified, as she stared at the old pink book, that was made out of old pink paper that was now torn, little bits of glitter and old stickers still graced the front cover, this was a book from her childhood past, it brought back the memory of the murder she would never forget.

: Memory :

Ayane ran as fast as she could, through the streets on Japan, it was getting near to a dark evening and it was raining, the cold droplets of rain fell down her young face, her dark blue raincoat was soaked, she could feel the deep puddles she was stepping in as she ran quickly for home.

She opened the brown door, it was unlocked, usually because Hayate's farther would quickly run up to the shop for shopping supplies, as soon as she got in, she shacked herself rapidly, like a dog that had just been in a swimming pool, she opened her wet school bag, to find all her books she had tried to keep safe, were falling apart from the wet dampness in her bag.

She looked around, the living room door was open, she saw her annoying sister, who was sat at a little desk, her hair tied back in one long plat, as she sat playing with it while doing her homework.

Hayate was sat in the guest room, he sat slumped comfortably in a long arm chair, his eye's filled with boredom, as he watched the TV, he was now about seventeen and learning all the true skills of a true ninja, Ayane had loved to watch him train, she couldn't wait to grow up herself.

She was only eleven, but already looking more like a teenager, even more than her sister Kasumi, who she despised as she sat so sweetly near her little desk, Ayane had begged hayate's and kasumi's farther for a desk like that, but he just refused, saying that she could not do the work anyway, she was to brainless.

Ayane was old enough to know, that she did not share the same farther with hayate and kasumi, that is what made it harder for her when she was a child, as far as she was concerned he was her farther, she could not understand why he didn't love her like he did his other two children.

She was fuming with him today, he was supposed to of picked her up from school, but only picked up kasumi, then getting hayate from his training, it was only the one day why did he not pick me up! I walk home nearly every day! Could it of killed him that much just to pick me up once.

She punched the wall lightly, it didn't really bother her that much, she now had a farther figure, she lived with genra, who was teaching her already more skills and lessons than hayate and kasumi learn in a week, he was teaching her how to combine the true darkness of Hajin Mon with that of the art of Mugen Tenshin.

Still even though she loved every day she spent with genra, she wanted to see her brother, so she would come to stay with the Sama family every week, for about two days, some times three if their farther could tolerate it.

"How was school?" hayate had asked, as he sat up from his chair, looking at Ayane who was still by the door.

"Horrible he forgot to pick me up!....again!" she sighed, shaking her hair so the little rain droplets flew in every direction, she was soaking from head to toe, only wearing her dark black school skirt, with the long grey top, white shirt underneath, and the massive blue raincoat that had helped protect her from the rain.

"Not again!" he whispered in his soft angry manner, clenching his fist, he could not believe once again his farther just abandoned her, "why didn't you call me I could of picked you up!" he came over to where she was standing.

He lightly helped her with her rain coat, before taking her wet bag into the guest room he had been sat in, he took each one of the school books out, examining each one to see how damaged they were, and what ones had the rain not got to.

"I'm sorry Ayane, I hate it when he does this, it's not fair on you!" she entered the guest room, nodding her head in agreement, before slumping herself in the seat next to him, her arms crossed in anger, "not as sorry as I am, for bothering to think he would for once come through for me!".

"Look your freezing!" he said putting his palm to her forehead, her tumbling lavender fringe falling over his hand as he checked her temperature, she was coughing a little, and had a bit of a cold from being out in the rain to long.

"I'll go make you a hot chocolate, that should at least warm you up" he exited the room, poking his head through the dinning room where kasami was still seated, only concentrating on her homework, not realising Ayane was glaring at her past hayate.

"Do you want anything Kasumi" he asked politely, kasumi just shook her head in silence, playing with the pen in her hand, than turning to smile sweetly at her brother, before returning back to her work, that her farther wanted to see once he got home.

Ayane decided to sleep off the bad day gently making her self comfortable in the long arm chair, she would wait until the farther got home, then she could express all the anger she kept inside.

: Memory Ended :

Ayane opened her eye's, it was like a bad day dream for her, she decided that taking a little nap couldn't hurt, it might help her get rid of her horrible memories.

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Note: well this is the 1st part of Ayane's secret it carry's on in the next chapter, that I will put up as soon as possible, so please keep checking, don't forget to R/R

To TJ: thanks! I managed to find another good ninja gaiden sight really looks like a good game that I want so please keep reading and thanks I hope my flu gets better to! oh and I love to write about Ayane because I think she has the best background to right about, she has so much depth to her character that why .