Aurthor's Notes: Hello! I am finally updating! sorry for not doing it sooner!

Disclaimer: No I do not own Naruto. If I did, Ino, Hinata, and Morino Idate (yes Morino Idate, he kicks ass!) would be main characters. And Naruto would always be Hokage. He deserves it (Naruto fan right here).

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Inori clenched his fists. "Ok, so my mother forgot about me. So you are assuming I'm lieing about being a Yamanaka?"

"We aren't saying that! Don't take it the wrong way you foolish drunk! We're just saying this might just be a mistake you made. I mean, look at you! The Yamanaka's are a clan; they don't drink the night away! Most of them are blonde or brunettes; you have silver hair! If you are a Yamanaka you are different from all the rest! Now explain that!"

He knew it. He knew it from the moment he entered the village. Nothing ever changes. It wasn't his fault that he different. He was born in the same family, under the same bloodline, so why did they treat him like he didn't belong?

Inori could only question himself about that every day of his life. Again, here he was, in Ichiraku's Noodle Stand, drinking another bottle of sake.

"I'm sorry, you must be mistaking me for someone else, sweetie. I don't have a son. I wish I did. There would be someone there for Ino…"

"It really feels like someone is out to get me. Oh well, my mother probably didn't want to know me anymore. So I guess she just forgot. I do feel sorry for "my sister". I wouldn't name her Ino if it would save my life. Well, forget my parents, I'll just go after Ino myself. I wonder if I'll ever get to meet-

"Hey, drunk! I saw you earlier today, didn't I?" Inori slowly turned his head to see a fimiliar figure. "Oh, it's the jerk who was at the monument…Did you need something?"

Kakashi took a seat next to him. "Oh, no, not really. I just found out that you were parading over the village with my students this afternoon."

"What of it?"

"They told me that you are looking for someone. Am I incorrect?"

"Again, what of it?"

"Oh nothing. It's just that, you look exactly like her."

Inori smashed his fist on the table and stood up. "Are you taking this somewhere, or not?" he demanded. "If not, goodbye!" he started to walk away when:

"Why don't you go over to the training field by the Academy? Just a bit of advice."

"Right…" he said as he left the Stand.

Do I really wish to meet her that much? I mean, why do I care? My whole family has probably has forgotten me. Even if I told her who I was, would she care? But if I don't meet her, I may never know. I don't have a lot of time here left. All of this was spinning in Inori's head.

Instead of taking his usual bottle of sake with him, he threw it away in a local trashbin on the way to the field. When he reached the field, it was big, but it was empty except for one team. His eyes slowly widened, for on that team was a girl.

That girl had blonde hair, and even more interesting, she had cerulian eyes exactly like his. She was waving goodbye to her team, some guy and a fat boy, and was walking away herself. Without thinking, Inori immediately ran up to her.

"Wait a second! You! You are Yamanaka Ino, right?" he gasped out to her in a hurry.

"Um, yes? Are you ok?" she asked worried.

"I'm fine. Don't speak, just listen. You don't have to believe, you don't have to acknowlege my existence or anything like that! I just need to tell you more than anything!"

Ino backed away two feet. "Tell me what? Who are you anyways?"

"Aw, man, how do I say it? Oh well, here goes nothing. My name is Yamanaka Inori, and all this time, I have been your older brother!"

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Later on folks, to be continued.