Konnichiwa! I'm just here to say that contrary to popular belief, I do not in fact own Naruto :( It all belongs to the great Masashi Kishimoto! Enjoy the chapter! :3! T_T *Sobs in corner* … Sorry, this one is kinda sad... T_T

Chapter 2

*Tenshi's Nightmare*

It's dark; I can barely see my hand in front of my face. I held my Katana, blood dripping off the tip, firmly in front of me. I had just killed four Stone Chunnin. I was breathing heavily; each breath came out as a cloud of smoke. It was cold, even by Amegakure standards. I can see a fire in the distance through the mist that was created by the heat from the paper bombs exploding and the icy rain falling from the sky.

The sounds of war surround me. The metal of kunai striking, paper bombs exploding, people screaming in rage and pain. I have long gone numb to these sounds. The war has been going on for the past three years, so I have practically grown up around death.

My heart has hardened. I've lost too many friends to count. The only soft spots left were for my family. My father, older brother, and I are all ninja fighting in the war. Father is one of the commanders of Amegakure's ninja forces. My brother, Takashi, is eighteen and a Jonin.

Mother was the village's flower shop owner. She could make the most beautiful arrangements. My little brother, Kenji, is a kind-hearted boy, and I hate that he sees all this violence at such a young age. He is only six, and dreams of taking over the flower shop someday. If this war ever comes to an end, I will make sure his dream will come true. I am Kenji's Oneechan, and I will protect him with my life.

It's my responsibility to protect Mother and Kenji. Apparently, I'm an exceptional ninja, or something like that, because I'm also Jonin level. I'm only fourteen, so I guess that is an accomplishment, but it's also a burden sometimes…everyone just expects so much from me because of my family's reputation. I had to grow up rapidly because of it and the war.

I look all around me, making sure that I'm alone before taking off towards the abandoned house where I hid Mother and Kenji. As I approach the back entrance of the makeshift home, something feels… off… Slowly, with my Katana drawn, I make my way around to the front.

The door! It's kicked in!

I dash forward and make my way through to the back room. I take a deep breath and throw the door open.

My katana slips from my fingers. Dread washes over me as I take in the scene before me.

There they were… Just lying there…

"No…" I whisper, covering my mouth with my hand, horrified.

"Mother! Kenji!" I ran over to them quickly checking for a pulse… I didn't find one.

I jumped up and away from their bodies, running my fingers through my long hair.

"NO!" I scream, punching the wall, not feeling the pain shooting through my broken hand.

I walk back to them slowly, numbly, and sit down. I put their heads in my lap and stroke their hair.
"I'm sorry Mother, Kenji… I failed you…" I whispered, my voice hollow.
I hear the pounding of footsteps running toward the door. I look up to see the horrified and furious faces of my father and brother glaring at me.

"What happened to 'protect them with your life'?" said a deep voice, dangerously.

"I'm sorry Father. I thought they would be safe here while I went and dealt with some Stone Ninja." I reply, looking down at his feet.

"You're sorry? YOU'RE SORRY?! 'SORRY' WON'T BRING THEM BACK, TENSHI!"

I wince and look at my brother through my eyelashes. He looks horrified.

"Get away from them. Now." Takeshi said, words dripping with hate. Hate for me or for the situation I don't know, but I assume it's both.

I quickly bend over and kiss their foreheads. I laid them down gently and walked over to my father and Takeshi. I picked up my Katana and bow respectfully to each of them, when suddenly a kunai slashes forward at my face. I pulled back fast enough, so it didn't hit my eye, but instead made a small slash beneath my right eye.

I looked up to see that it was Takeshi. He could no longer hold back the tears.

"I am so sorry, Father, I – I can't believe I was this reckless. I hope in time you will forgive me for this tragedy… both of you…"
I can't even begin to describe how I feel, when all at once, this soothing feeling washes over me. My nightmare of a memory fades away…

*End of Flashback-Memory-Nightmare-thingy T_T*

A bright light filters in through my eyelids.

'Where am I?' I think to myself.

Slowly, I crack open my eyelids against the blinding light.

I stare up at a white ceiling, hearing a loud beeping noise. I turn my head to see a small machine that is regulating my heart rate. Now I know where I am. The memories flood back, running through the woods, relaying my message to the Hokage, blacking out. I must be in Konoha's hospital. When I go to raise my hand to my head, it won't budge. I glance down at my wrist.

'Kami, they've restrained me.'

"So. You're awake." My head snaps to the left. It's the masked ninja I ran into, quite literally, at the Hokage's office.

"How" *cough* "how long?" I whisper, voice cracking.

The young ninja doesn't answer me, but instead walks over with a cup and offered me a straw. I look at him suspiciously.

"It's just water. If I wanted to kill you, I could have very easily. You've been unconscious for a day and a half." He says with a bored look.

I open my mouth a little, enough for him to stick a straw in between my teeth. I drink deeply, the cold water feeling amazing on my dry throat.

"Thank you," I say, clearly now. "What happened to me?"

"After your grand entrance, thanks for running me over, by the way,"

I duck my head and glance at him sheepishly.

"You passed out. Then I brought you here and had the medical ninja take a look at you."

I was surprised that he brought me here and not ANBU.

"Oh… Ummm…Thank you"

"Well, it wasn't just me, ANBU accompanied us of course."

I suppress the urge to roll my eyes. Of course, the most secretive and elite of all shinobi were here. They must be hiding their chakra because I can't sense them.

"Now. I have to go inform the Hokage that you are awake. Just so you know, you will be interrogated to prove your claims."

I nod when something suddenly clicks.

"Wait! Did you say that I was unconscious for a day and a half?!" I exclaimed as I calculated the days in my head.

"Yeah?"

"That means that there are only four days until Amegakure attacks."

"Hn."

With a nod, he disappears.

Hi! Thank you so much for reading my story! Should I keep the double POVs or should I just keep one? Merrr! Decisions, I suck at making them! Anyways, please review! I would love to know what you all think and I would appreciate constructive criticism! (you can also favorite…ya know…if ya want… (^w^) )

Until the next chapter, ja mata ne!