A/N-Here's The one-shot about the foreign nin that attacks Michelle…tell me what you guys think.

Encounters

Summary- When Michelle met her greatest opponent rouge ninja…he pushed her to her limit…emotionally as well. What happens when the one you fell in love with is merely toying with your emotions?

Disclaimer-I don't own the characters from Naruto…even though the only people appearing in this one-shot are my own OC's.


She sat on the apartment rooftop, katana at her hip. A two and a half years had passed since her friends had invited her to their weddings but never shown up. Her emotions-anger, depression, pain-they had all funneled their way out and she was well on her way to becoming a cold, emotionless person…who happened to kill for a living.

Sometimes she thought that, with the life she had lived…she should've been related to Gaara.

She sensed someone moving in the shadows. Standing up and turning around, she faced whoever it was, an almost bored look in her eyes. "So…my informant was right. There is a guard watching this city. No one ever said it was a girl though." Came the silky voice from the shadows. "A lone guard, how sweet."

A figure detached itself from the shadows and a ninja who appeared to be about her age-21-appeared. He was tall and he looked well cut, with slicked back brown shoulder length hair. A white mask covered most of his face except his mouth. He had a wicked smirk on his face…

The sight of him, for some reason, gave Michelle a shiver up her spine.

"Well…you are assigned to get rid of all foreign ninja…get rid of this." He formed a series of hand seals and shot blades of air at her. Caught off guard, she leapt to one side only to receive a hair cut courtesy of the blades-several black strands fell to the rooftop.

Michelle slowly unsheathed her katana, before holding it out in front of her. "Did your informant tell you that I kill everyone who crosses me?" She said emotionlessly, leaping forward, chakra in her feet.

"Well yes, he mentioned…" he admitted slowly. "But I've never lost to anyone either."

That battle was one of the most intense that Michelle had ever done. And the worst part-the part that hurt her pride- it had no winner. The ninja had her pinned down to the roof with two kunai…she had thought it was over.

But he had merely leaned in and whispered, "Try harder next time…" his hot breath brushing her earlobe before he was gone.

And she was still pinned to the roof.

It had taken her all of two hours to get out of the hold he had put on her. It had completely demolished her favorite shirt as well as hurt her strong Uchiha pride.

"I swear." She said out loud through gritted teeth "If I ever see you again…I'm going to kill you."

The next day she was out grocery shopping-she had bags under her eyes but for the most part was ok- when she had accidentally bumped over a stack of cans with her cart. 'Great' she thought sarcastically. 'I'm an honorary Kunoichi of the hidden Leaf village and I can't even walk through the grocery store without knocking something over.' She bent over and began to gather the stray cans.

"Oh here let me help…" said a voice from above her head. She looked up and met with a pair of icy blue eyes. A friendly smile adorned his face as he reached out a hand for one of the cans.

She liked him at once…they even had something in common…she had, of course…sensed it right away.

After the mess had all been sorted out and they stood up and smiled at each other, the man smiled and held out a hand. "I'm Mike." "My name is Michelle…" she hesitated before saying with a smirk "Michelle Uchiha."

He looked startled for a moment before recovering himself. "Michelle Uchiha it's an honor to meet you." He said, shaking her hand vigorously. She rolled her eyes. "Oh please, you're not fooling anyone…well…at least not me."

Lowering her voice so people wouldn't hear her and think she was crazy, she muttered "You have your chakra pattern out for anyone who cares to read it." His eyes widened and he realized. "Oh! You…really are an Uchiha. You're not just one of those nuts who changes their names to match ones from the show."

"Even in my heyday as a Naruto maniac I wasn't that insane…are there actually people who do that?" She asked. "I once met a Sabaku no Adam." He said, a straight expression on his face. "Since we have so much in common would you like to go out for lunch with me?"

Michelle thought about it for a moment. They did have a lot in common…for example they were both ninja, and plus she sensed a chemistry between them.

She had yet to find her reason for staying…maybe, now, it was right in front of her.

"I would love to." She said. They made arrangements to meet at a local Italian eatery in a couple hours.

As the days went on Michelle found herself getting closer to Mike, to the point where she was ignoring her training somewhat. She figured that, as long as that particular ninja didn't show up, she was fine, getting her training off of little grunt ninja that she fought.

Except…two weeks to the day when she had first seen him…she was sitting on the rooftop where she normally kept her guard when he came up behind her. He looked exactly as he had the previous time, with a mask covering a good portion of his face and his brown hair slicked back. His eyes were set so far back into the mask that, again, they were an undetermined color.

Again they fought. And again Michelle lost. Only this time, he didn't leave her uninjured. When she saw Mike the next day, she brushed the slash on her arm off as an accident that had occurred while she had been training the previous night.

It was at this point that Michelle decided that if the foreign nin attacked again, she would tell Mike about the attacks and ask for his help. As it was, she had already found out from him that he had been a ninja of the Village Hidden in the Mist and had decided that the way of the Shinobi really wasn't how he wanted to live his life. Thus he had done the same thing that Mika's father had done-gone to the Mizukage and asked for clemency to this realm. Where he lived in peace.

However, if there was a rouge ninja on the lose he had informed Michelle that he wasn't above resorting to the old ways and protecting. And she knew he was a good fighter-she had sparred with him on occasion.

So when a third attack, two weeks after the second, left Michelle with cuts and bruises everywhere on her body, she decided to tell him.

They had just met up for the day and Michelle was wearing a long trench coat to cover her arms and legs. She hesitated before saying "Mike…I know a couple weeks ago you were concerned about my well being with slash I had gotten on my arm…and I'm sorry to say that I lied to you about it. It wasn't gotten because I was careless…I got it because I have a problem ninja. He comes back every two weeks or so to 'test me'. It's remarkably irritating…especially because I can't seem to beat him. Now I know you gave up being a Shinobi but…"

He interrupted gently. "But you want to know if I'll help you. How badly did he hurt you this week?" Michelle took off the trench coat and showed her sort of boyfriend her arms. "Ok…I'll help you." He said after one look at the cuts that covered his sort-of girlfriend. Michelle broke into a grin and threw her arms around his neck. He gave her a peck on the cheek causing her to blush. "You're welcome."

So the two trained together for the next two weeks. Mike was extremely skilled and taught her some good moves for dodging various Taijutsu moves. Then, it was the day again.

She sat on the roof, with Mike beside her, her senses on high alert. It was about the time where her assailant would come to attack her…and a masked man stepped out of the shadows. "Oh I see you have a friend Miss Michelle." She blushed with a scowl on her face when he mentioned this and refused to slide her glance over to Mike. "Would he mind…if you and I…. danced?" He formed the hand seals and shot the blades of air at her. "The same move again?" Michelle said with distain in her voice from the place she had leapt to. "You would've figured it out by now…I'm using the same Jutsu so you can learn how to dodge it."

Michelle furrowed her brow. "Ok I'm confused. Are you trying to kill me or trying to train me." The other ninja smirked. "Both."

Michelle didn't notice Mike mouthing the words that the enemy ninja was saying as he spoke "I'm training you so you present me a challenge when I kill you." Michelle drew her katana and leapt at the foreign ninja. "So what are you saying…" "I'm saying…" he said as the metal of her katana and the metal of his kunai which he had withdrawn at the last second sounded off. "That eventually one of us will kill the other."

Michelle snapped on and off her Sharingan in frustration, a bad habit she had developed over the years. She attacked the bag in the basement with a flurry of kicks and punches, trying to be careful with her sprained wrist (in other words her latest injury courtesy of the enemy ninja). She stopped and massaged her wrist as she heard the doorbell ring. "Come in Mike!" She called up the stairs.

He sauntered down to the basement and held out a paper bag. "Here…I brought this for you." The Uchiha looked at him curiously and said "What is it…" she opened it up and looked inside. Lying on the bottom of the bag was a muscle cream she could use for her wrist. Looking up, she smiled and said "Thanks Mike." She leaned forward and pecked him on the mouth.

"Michelle…maybe you better sit down." Michelle cocked her head and said, "Ok…what's wrong Mike?" she asked as they sat down on the edge of the stairs. "We've been together for about… 6 weeks right?" Michelle nodded. In her mind she was saying 'Oh crap…I he breaking up with me?'

"Well…" he picked up her hand and squeezed it. "I…feel I should tell you…I'm starting to feel something strong for you. And I was wondering…if you would like to be my steady girlfriend." Michelle's eyes widened and she blushed.

"Umm…sure." She said, blushing hard. She was feeling something for him as well…but also… As Mike took her into a hug…and it was just a twinge but she felt something…

Almost suspicious.

She had been dating Mike for two weeks when she saw him again. If anything, dating Mike had made her train harder because she didn't want to involve her pacifist boyfriend into her own fights.

He watched her from the shadows, attaching his mask firmly on his face. His plans to try and weaken her by getting her a boyfriend had failed miserably…but perhaps if he moved up 'Operation break her heart' as he called it…he smirked.

A familiar twinge ran up her spine and she whirled around, drawing her katana. "I'm not going to attack you physically. Yet..." Whispered the masked ninja. Suddenly his voice came from behind her. He unsheathed a kunai and pointed it at her throat. "But I must ask you…do you love me?" She managed to get out "Are you mental?"

He removed the kunai from her neck and kicked her in the back, sending her flying into the roof. "Well then…when you love me…I'll show you my face." With that he was gone.

Two more frustrating weeks went by and Michelle trained harder than she had ever trained in her life. Things with Mike progressed as well and on the day before the sixth attack, she told him that she loved him.

The next night when she saw the ninja, her world fell apart…again.

She was sitting on the rooftop when she got the twinge…but she also felt a familiar chakra. The black haired Kunoichi found this remarkably odd because her boyfriend wasn't supposed to be there that night and the enemy nin always masked his chakra from her.

She turned around drawing her sword. "Do you have Mike…because if you do I'll kill you."

"Of course I don't have Mike." Said the ninja lazily as he stepped out of the shadows . "I did, however, tell you that I'd take off my mask when you told me you love me…well." A wicked smirk graced his face at her surprised expression.

"But I…" she trailed off as he took of his mask.

"Oh come now…you must've been a little suspicious." Without warning, he sped forward and knocked her off of her feet onto the roof. He kept coming at her with a flurry of kicks and punches that she couldn't…or wouldn't…dodge.

Finally she was lying on the roof, bruises covering her body. "But…why?" she looked up desperately at the pale blue eyes.

"Because I was bored and I wanted to toy with you…and my name isn't Mike…." He said, sneering down at her. He leaned down and whispered into her ear. When he had done this in past weeks it would give her the shivers…now she wanted to spit in his face. "And what I said was true. One of us will eventually kill the other."

With that he was gone.

"I don't care…if I still love you a little bit…but I swear that I will kill you…for doing this to me." She managed through the pain.

However after this attack...

She didn't see him until the night after Sienna fell through the mirror. But at the time she didn't know that was going to happen. So until the ninja showed up again…all she could do…

Was train for future encounters. And in turn, she got stronger.

Maybe these encounters weren't so futile and demeaning after all.

A/N-What do you think…I didn't like writing this because…well I wrote half of it last night on the laptop during the power outage but that's rather irrelevant. But yeah…review!