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One-shot: what a Shinobi assassin will think of another assassin that is just as good but not a ninja

Duck and Turtle- Chapter one

The man she was after was like a peace of her hobby (she did not call her hobby of assassinating various people a job). She was to quickly go to the mist country. Confiscate an object of some importance and leave any witnesses and owners of the object dead. Her employer was a young man who had some difficulties with his father. His father held a certain item that he wanted but won't get until later. (Though she did not care about these facts she knew that the young boy was actually her age and that the father of the son was actually a leader of some form of ninjas)

Ninjas weren't they a pleasant subject to be thinking about over her bowl of champions. She hated the scum. They were so fast and sleek and reeked of puffed up self importance. The very dirt that they tread upon was not worthy of such a fate. She did not brood over this displeasing topic for long. She munched rhythmically on her rice ball. She was at the moment in a twenty foot tall tree were she could take in her surroundings. She had crossed a little village were she had paid for the rice ball.

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(Flash back) to early that morning in the village (Naruto is at the age of six at this moment in my fan fiction so bear with me)

She was just north of a village going south to mist country. She saw a grandly natural building made of wood. The building was tucked away from the rest of the town and little children were play fighting.

When actually the children were training

(You see she had stumbled upon the hidden leaf village's Ninja academy)

The children were younger then herself, (you must realize of course her age was the age of a common 19 year old) the children were of the age 12 and 13. She leapt out of her perch. On silent feet her image was made gradually more lifelike and solid because of the morning mist. The children stopped and she ignored them. She after all did not know these little children and she was not going to ask for help. Another person around her age perhaps, then he was there a man of brown hair and a welcoming complexion. This man she would later call one of her few friends Iruka. He was talking to another man around his age. She was not interested in the boys that were talking she was interested in the boy they were pointing at and obviously talking about.

He was doing something, something odd. In fact she wasn't quit sure what he was doing. He was fighting one of the children. Two more were cheering the other child along. This was hardly a fight however. He was reading a book, a book with a fairly interesting title as far as she could make out. (This book of course was the infamous Come Come Paradise).

Do to her training she began taking in immediate details about his movements his body language (mostly his body). His spiky gray hair was bound out of his eyes, but his head band covered his left eye. Then he had a mask that covered his mouth, his nose, his neck. He was carelessly blocking punches but the children on the side lines continued to give support the conversation consisted of this. "Come on man both of us lost to him at least you should pass this test" "Yeah, Master Kakashi is mocking you, Do Something."

She walked to the younger Iruka He noticed her instantly it's hard not to. "Hey! I've never seen you before, are you leading a team of ninja's to" Well she didn't know about the ninja's team, she hated ninjas. She ignored him and kept on watching the obviously one-sided fight. "Hey Buddy aren't you going to answer me, you look like a nice enough guy." She noted the way how he thought of her as a guy. It suited her.(you must understand this she realized long ago that a girl was picked upon by guys more often then not so she changed her appearance, a persona of manliness if you will). She had always from her time as a child tucked her hair away inside a pentagonal shaped brown bandana. This bandana was to hide her shoulder length hair. It also left one side free to fold back on itself and have a extra discreet place to hide things. She also covered herself with the biggest shirts and jackets she could find. The shirts and jackets disguised her. When it was warm she wore sleeveless shirts with a vest, but the shirts were always conveniently tucked in front and were so big they covered her butt and almost came down to the back of her thighs. A black face mask was coincidently tied to cover her nose and mouth nothing else. The funny thing was she conviently disappeared during the summer months. She had like any other person a secret that she would not reveal to others. The secret was like a brand on her arms. She also wore arm sleeves with metal plates for her own protection of blocking and also making slamming someone in the ribs easier. These arm guards covered the secrets of her own skin away from prying eyes. The arm guards acted as gloves but only covered her thumbs and a little circle of string that she looped around her middle finger held the arm guards in place. So she had been accepted and rejected by the boys in her own village, but it was always the same, she was treated like one of them

She smiled at Iruka's ignorance. The older boy reading the book his name was Kakashi, The infamous Kakashi, the White-fang, the copy ninja, the assassin for hire. Then again he was just a new rising sensation. He was already known for getting his jobs down efficiently and with great precision. "Is this Kakashi's home town?" she ignored formalities. Why have formalities when you intend not to see that person ever again, unless someone paid fore her to kill that person. What Iruka said next gave her all the information she needed "OK not sure how you know his name, but yes he is a level higher ninja then me actually he gets all his missions from this ninja school. In fact he is really the strongest ninja here at the moment" Her eyes hardened, so this was an entire school of ninjas. She hated ninjas. So everyone here must be a creepy crawling ninja. She could not escape the plague of ninja.

Then Kakashi moved in one fluid motion. He took the little weapon that the child was using turned the child around and placed the weapon at the base of the child's neck. Kakashi had also successfully put the boy in a headlock while still holding the book on top of the child's head. All Kakashi did was say "you fail". So it was a test of skill. The child had no chance to begin with. Iruka yelled out causing her to give a slight start "Kakashi you keep failing your students and there won't be any ninjas to have a next graduation class" Good riddance to all ninjas she thought. The boy Kakashi did not even turn around. The ignorance the self importance she couldn't help it, he was so, so, selfish. Besides she had to know what her chances were against ninjas, she knew that her hobby's object would probably have ninjas as bodyguards, which is after all; all that they are good for. "Iruka," (for she had heard the other ninja talking to him and had called him by his name) "how about a little bet, I can make it so he gets beaten by a mere twig." Iruka's answer was immediate, she figured he liked bets and that suited her just fine. "Fine what do you want to bet?" She explained that if she won Iruka would have to show her the town because she was new here, then she explained if she lost she would tell him a secret about Kakashi. She said all this as loud as possible so that Kakashi could hear her. He turned around, and then he spoke the first words that would lead to a great mission that included her hobby. "You think you can beat me?" but of course it was a rhetorical question so she did not answer. The ninja is so cocky this will not take long.

She walked up to him he stood half a head taller then she. He insulted her as any other boy would to another boy "You're as petite as one of these girls" He said. Of course she ignored it for what he said was true, she was smaller then he, but even a ninja must know that size is not everything. As for being petite what should have angered her if she was a boy was being called in the likeness of a girl. What did anger her was that she was not petite at all. She did not like twig like girls they were too vulnerable and she was as hard as iron. She retaliated as any assassin would, but she also retaliated with the flare of an annoyed woman. She hit her cocky opponent were it hurt the most in his ego. She casually circled him, but he never let her get a good view of his back, like any warrior no one shows a defenseless area. "How was the book?" the question caught him so off guard she dived at the only chance she had. She reached and pulled the book away from him. The "Hugh!" quickly turned into a "Hey! Give that back!" She circled away from him and rushed behind Iruka and jumped onto a ceiling of the building. She turned the book open. (What she saw in the book will not be described here). It was not exactly a children's book. Kakashi also jumped onto the ceiling. She raised an eyebrow "This is what you read?"

She could see that she was getting to him. He then spoke the second sentence of words he would speak to her. "Enough talk, Give me My book back" He ran toward her, in his ninja like way. (This ninja running was impressive to look at because you saw that ninja in a dramatic running pose before he turned into a blur of color.) Ninja's always about appearance. Normally Kakashi to his fellow ninjas was very fast in fact one of the fastest, but she not being a ninja and only sparingly seen them in action had not a very good idea about how fast he was. She did however know her own strength and he was slower then her, he also could not control his speed. He was running at her like a bull toward a red cape. She held up the book and almost dejectedly threw it at him as one would hurl a Frisbee. She heard a satisfying crash as the book came crashing into Kakashi's face. She also heard an unexpected sickening crunch. The book she guessed had collided with his pointy stuck up nose. Stupid Ninja he didn't even have the sense to move his face a little bit at least. She was counting on him to at least not allow himself to get hit in the nose.

The impact of the book alone knocked Kakashi backwards. What worried her was the fact that he didn't cry out. Getting his nose broken was painful she knew. The last time she had broken a bully's nose he went crying home loudly. He fell with a soft thud on the ceiling. (You see the reason he didn't cry out was not only had he experienced worse pain before, but he was knocked out.) When Kakashi did not get up she wondered, but held back. "I'm not falling for the dead possum trick Ninja" She spat. He continued to play the role of a limp rug. She wondered what was wrong. She casually walked up to his life-less form. She picked up a twig and poked him in the ribs. He moaned. Iruka and the other ninja wore expressions of dumb astonishment. This random boy that had suddenly appeared had beaten their best ninja in the school and was now behaving as if this was a walk in the park. She poked him in the ribs once more and she could see him sprawled face up in front of her. "He's not dead" she said in a reassuring manner "but" she added "now Kakashi lets see about you getting beaten by a twig."

He groaned and tried to move. She waited for him to open his eyes before she raised her trusty twig. Before he blacked out again from pain, his eyes widened in fear. The boy he had seen had that malicious glint in his eye and a twitching sneering smile. He did not know why the boy suddenly wanted to beat the daylights out of him, but he did know this, only another assassin could have beaten him in a battle. He first felt rather then heard the sharp whistling of the twig then the thunk of the sturdy stick contacting with his stomach. He grunted. If he could have done anything else that would have lessoned her anger at him that was not it. The grunt of pain spurred her on. She hated ninjas watching one squirm underneath her only increased the pleasure of her inflicting pain on him. She continued to give him a sound beating. With each resounding thud the grunt became less and less. He was fading back into blackness. Then she raised her twig for the 27th time instead of a thunk she heard a snap as the twig broke over Kakashi's body. Kakashi did not even moan or move. Iruka had jumped onto the roof and the other older ninja had gone away. Iruka picked up the broken end of the stick. "I think you got him" he said slightly shaken. She smiled that smile made cold sweat run done Iruka's back. "See beaten by a twig I win the bet" she said she threw away the stick into the woods.

She had meant to just teach Kakashi a lesson she didn't mean to break him. Great now she would have to stay and help mend Kakashi. Her honor and her own little voice told her to stay and at least fix his broken nose. She asked Iruka to help pick Kakashi up. Iruka led the way into the building. They led his broken body into apparently his room. She began to heal him. Her hands were taught to heal a long time ago. She had to reset the nose first though. She told Iruka to hold him as she took of the mask that covered his mouth. His face was fair but the nose was badly misshapen and blood had dripped down his face to his ears. She grabbed his nose tightly and shifted it. This woke Kakashi up in another grunt of pain. Apparently all he did was grunt like an animal. His eyes opened and he first saw the girl's eyes looking intently into his. This was the first time he wondered if this boy was a guy at all, but the pain in his head throbbed and the thought was erased form his mind like a chalk board. He tried to sweep his arm to grab her. She held his weak arm from moving. She slowly put his arm back next to his side and shook her head. Iruka had quietly left.

She then took out a book as if from no where. This book was Come Come Paradise. He thought it was an apology so he reached for it. She held it out toward him. "You fail the test Copy Ninja" she said coldly and she flexed her muscles in her hand holding the book. The book burst into flames.

This was the beginning of Kakashi's relationship with another assassin that was not a ninja