A/N-It's official. The people who have reviewed the story (and in doing so encouraged me not to discontinue it) are AWESOME! Thanks to the people who reviewed chapter four/three-Gaara's Desert Rose, Gin-Inu, Kira, and Kagime and the owl. Special shout out to Kira who has reviewed from the beginning.
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Disclaimer-There is a distinct lack of ownership on Paprika's part...I only own Mika and any OC's that might appear in this story. Anything you recognize isn't mine.
Chapter 5
Mika managed to talk her way out of going to Church with her parents the next day by claiming to be sick. Since she didn't do this often, her parents believed her and before long, she was alone in the house. As soon as she was sure that her parents were gone, she sat up and yanked the covers that were weighing down her injured leg…off of her injured leg, hissing in pain all the while.
She attempted to swing her legs over the side of her bed while she looked over towards the mirror. Kakashi had told her last night before she had gone to sleep that
Sakura would be healing her wound for her this morning. Sometime during the last night, however, in that wonderful realm between sleep and wakefulness she had realized a concern which she now voiced to Kakashi.
"If only Gaara can get out of the mirror with his sand…how can Sakura get out to heal me?" Kakashi rummaged around in his bag for a moment before coming out with a scroll, which he opened and began to read. Without looking up he said "I had the same problem on my mind for most of last night. After you drifted off I went to go see Lady Hokage and she gave me this. It's a counter-jutsu, designed to remove the seal that prevents transport between the our world and yours."
As Kakashi started to do a complex series of hand seals, Mika reflected on something she hadn't told him…about the members of Akatsuki. It was now clear that Gaara hadn't told him anything either. 'The jutsu must be broken in some places if they could get through'. Mika got as far away from the mirror as she could as it started to glow and shake.
Then, with a surge of energy, thefour members of team 7, including Sensei stood in her room. 'A week ago I wished this would happen. Now I almost wish I could take it back. Almost.'
Sakura slipped off the backpack she had been carrying and rummaged around for the proper scroll to heal this particular injury-very basic. She made Mika lie down while she worked on healing the injury. While she did this, Kakashi spoke seriously to Mika.
"You know Mika…sooner or later, preferably sooner, you're going to have to tell your parents about the whole 'I'm a ninja' thing." Kakashi told Mika. Mika avoided his jet black eye and lowered her own eyes to the comforter of the bed. "I know. Especially if I have to go through any more healing processes like this…but…" Mika trailed off and surveyed the room-looking anywhere but at the five ninja currently standing in her room. "They don't understand about…this stuff…"
Sasuke arched his eyebrow. "This stuff?" he repeated. "What do you mean?" Mika waved a hand around the room. "I mean anything that has to do with anime. They don't like it, they don't accept it and in not liking it or accepting it they fail to understand it." "You'd be surprised." Spoke up an unexpected voice. They all turned toward Naruto who had been surprisingly quiet thus far.
"If they're your parents they should be able to accept it no matter what. Even if what you are doing is something they don't understand." Gaara slid his glance over at Naruto. "This from a orphan?" "I didn't learn this from my parents…I learned this from Hinata when I asked her out and her father objected because he didn't know me, personally."
Mika smiled widely when she heard that Naruto was with Hinata before turning back to the matters at hand. "So…I need to tell them…" Kakashi nodded. "I'm sorry Mika." He handed her something. "Tsundade-sama told me to give you this." Mika unfolded the piece of fabric to reveal a metal Konoha forehead protector. "She said if you can fight off nins with a kunai in your leg, untrained, you deserve it."
Mika beamed as she tied the protector around her neck…not the most comfy place…when she got a battle outfit she would have to find somewhere else to put it.
Later on that day when Mika's parents got home from church, Mika sat them right down to…break it to them gently…(in other words break it to them before she lost her courage.) She sat them down on the couch, fiddling with the forehead protector that she had taken off and now held in her hands. She had decided the route that she was going to take with this conversation…and it wasn't going to be pretty.
"What do you want to talk about so urgently Mika? I thought you were sick." Her father said gently. "I figured something out a couple days ago…and you can't prove that it's untrue because I have rock solid proof." Her parents nodded, indicating she should continue.
Taking a deep breath she confronted her parents with this truth: "I know I'm adopted." Her father let out a long sigh and buried his face in his hands. Her mother's eyes filled with tears as she opened her mouth. Mika never let her say anything however, before continuing. "No one in this family, on either side, has this coloring-pale with black hair and hazel eyes. And no one else…" she looked across the room, unable to continue her sentence, until she saw Kakashi in the mirror. This gave her the courage to finish what she was going to say.
"And no one else has the abilities of Shinobi that I have."
This statement caused a dead silence in the living room. "A…Shinobi?" repeated Mr. Fields slowly. "And what pray tell is that?"
"A ninja." Said Mika, in no uncertain terms. At this one word, her fathers face darkened and a scowl settled on it. "These ideas are from that show…Naruto. While I will not deny that you are adopted Mika, and you are…I will not have you believing that you are something that does not exist. From this moment on I prohibit you from watching…that particular show, as well as any other type of anime."
Mika leapt up in protest, abandoning the forehead protector on the couch as anger bubbled within her. Would this count as life threatening? she doubted it but she hoped what she was about to do would workbecause she really wanted to teach her dad a lesson about Naruto at this point. She brought her hands together in a single seal-"KAGE BUNSHIN NO JUTSU!" Instantly there was another Mika there…there were some slight defects because of her lack of training-for example her clone was paler than her (if that was possible) and rather translucent. But it was there.
Her father and mother stared in awe. Mika then proceeded to gesture for Kakashi to come out of the mirror and greet her parents. "Yo!" He said, two fingers saluting the elder Fields.
"For a long time I wished that something like this would happen to me and when it finally did…I wanted to wish for it to be taken away. But I can't. You wouldn't believe the amount of times, betweenFriday night and now,I've pinched myself to persuade myself I wasn't dreaming. It's real. And it's not going away, whether or not you accept it. This is something that…I don't need your approval for."
Her mother responded first. The woman walked across the room to where her daughter had abandoned the forehead protector. She stared at it for a second, tracing the pattern on the metal with her fingertip. She then walked over and handed it to her daughter. "If this is going to be part of your life…I can't necessarily say I commend it because…you're going to get hurt aren't you?" Mika nodded. "But I will accept it. Because it's you."
The two women looked at her father (Kakashi had sat down on the couch and pulled out an Itcha Itcha paradise book, not wanting to interrupt family time). Kevin (aka Mr. Fields) looked from his wife to his daughter and back again. "If the two women of my life are for something how can I be against it?" he said resigned. "Give me time. Eventually I'll accept this as part of your life."
Mika's face split into a grin as her father came over and wrapped his arms around his daughter and his wife. "Thank you both…for accepting."
Later on that night, when everyone was asleep, (except Gaara), Mika was awake and staring at the roof of her room. "I wonder if Kakashi will let me tell my friends about this."
A voice interrupted her musings "I doubt it. He's a big sticker for secrecy when it comes to something like this. But you will have to ask him." Mika glanced over at Gaara as he said this before rolling over to face the wall.
"I hope he changes his mind…I hope I can tell them..." she murmured before sleep claimed her. Her last coherent thought was 'Michelle will KILL me if I don't.'
A/N-Michelle is one of my 2 OC's that will be introduced next chapter. These three OC's (Mika included) will be paired with Gaara, Neji and Kakashi respectively. Reviewers, you may guess at who gets who…
JA-NE MINNA-SAN!
