Sanctuary Within

Arc One, Chapter One: Enrollment

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Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, which belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. If I did, the story would have had Hinata involved a lot more in part 2, as well as Itachi being much stronger… even though he's badass enough already, but you can never be too badass unless all you are is a pure badass-ness entity… Right! Story!

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You could hear the birds chirping. Sunlight rays entered the room and landed right onto my bed. They were disturbing, but I had grown used to it. I think those old guys (great grandfathers?) convinced grandfather not to get curtains for my window… Everything's all conspiracies with them…

"Hiatari-kun…" I heard a soft and solemn feminine voice. Every member of my clan tries to wake me up, key word being 'tries.' It's not that I sleep like a rock, more like I don't get up for them. I guess that's one of the reasons they have Cousin Neji or my Mom wake me up instead once they get tired of knocking at my door and calling my name.

"I'm getting up… I'm getting up…" I called out to my mom.

"Faster. Get up now Hiatari-kun, today is important…" she retorted.

(Important? I wonder what she means by that… oh well.) I rose from my bed and grabbed my robes and walked into my bathroom. Yeah, most of our rooms have their own bathrooms. I usually wore plain tan robes. Well, you can't really call it a robe, more like a trench coat that lacks the jubilee of pockets, doesn't reach the floor entirely, and is made of soft material. Under which I wore formal pants… always formal pants… I wish I could wear something like my mom wears. I put it on over my boxers (yes, I sleep in boxers alone) and looked at myself I the mirror.

There I was, me with my long straight hair that reached to my shoulder blades. It was colored a natural mix between raven blue and purple, nothing fantastic. Oh wait… you're wondering how else I'm an Uchiha/Hyuuga hybrid. Okay get this. My sclera is white as normal. My Iris is black. (Okay, more like onyx.) Funny thing about my eyes, I have no pupils… or maybe I do and you just can't see them…? Doctors can't really tell, but 6 out of 10 of them say I have no pupils. I don't know if that was a kiss ass effort meant for the Hyuuga or if that was their honest diagnostic. I still like to think I don't have pupils though… It makes feel freaky…

I sighed and brushed my hair neatly down opened the door to the bathroom. I got tired of looking at myself everyday in that mirror. I suddenly felt like cutting my hair, but screw that, I like the way it feels on my head. I opened the door to my room and looked at my waiting mother who stood two feet higher than me. This was a strange sight. Not because she was taller, I was used to that, but because she was dressed in a very formal kimono, instead of her thick jacket.

"Hmm?" I said to her as I looked up to her white eyes.

"My, Hiatari-kun, don't tell me you have forgotten…" she said, almost sounding upset and sad at the same time.

I sighed and took in a large breath. I usually only do that when I'm going to give a quick speech or lecture. "Mom… One, I don't like it when you call me kun… it makes me feel like we're dating; and I know all Hyuuga are related, but I, for one, am just not into incest of any kind… Two, I apologize for saying that, I kind of barely woke up, I'm slightly cranky, and three… forgot what?"

She smiled and put a hand on her chin as she giggled lightly. "That's okay, but see I'm your mother, just accept that I call you what I see fit. Besides, you misunderstand the meaning of simple suffixes. I find it strange that you clearly understand the complicated ones. And as for today, two things important are happening..." She slowly got quieter as she finished the last part.

"Wha- What's wrong?"

"Ah! Nothing! Um… Its okay, trust me." She said, quickly twitching.

Great… She's twitching… Wait… She's twitching! Yes! I get to see Naruto-niichan! Okay… Okay… remain cool and collect… "Ahem, so what's happening today?"

"Oh yes, Today is your birthday, silly…" she smiled.

My god… I forgot my own birthday… My birthday is the only day my clan treats me on equal status… I completely forgot I turned eight today! That's important alright, but… "Hey, mom… what else is happening today?"

"Oh… Ye-yes… Ha-Ha-Ha-" great… the stuttering… glad it's not hereditary… "Hanabi is… is grad-graduating to… j-jonin status today…"

"Hmm?" Okay I'm confused… I just won't question it. I just think-

"Ah!" my mom called out, "We're late! Come on, Hiatari-kun!" she grasped my hand and quickly started running through the wooden floor of our household.

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We made our way to the Hokage Tower. We seated ourselves next to Grandfather Hiashi. Neji soon arrived afterward, wearing his usual robe-like getup. I guess he assumed it was formal enough. Neji was a branch member who once hated the main family, but he shows great sympathy towards me. He sat next to me, effectively sandwiching me between him and my mom. I didn't mind, I felt safe.

I took a look at the Hokage Monumental Mountain behind the Hokage Tower and observed each one.

Face one, the Shodaime. He was the founding Hokage, the start of this Village, and the one who was able to match equally with the one and only, Uchiha Madara at the Valley of the End. (A/N: I am an avid believer that the statues there were indeed the Shodaime and Madara) If only he could be here to see what his greatness has accomplished. Masashi-dono…

Face two, the Nidaime and an excellent suiton user, brother to the Shodaime and the Hokage who did so much for us during the war. I don't know what else to say… Seishi-dono… (A/N: I also believe that Kishimoto based the first two Hokages on himself and his brother.)

Face three, the Sandaime. A man who devoted his life to saving this village and took over the office once his successor died. He is the greatest Hokage in my eyes, even though I never saw the man. I wonder what he would think of me. I have heard so much of him from niichan so I don't know... I wish I had seen him in person at least once… Sarutobi-sama…

Face four, the Yondaime. Completely unknown to me other than he was the legendary shinobi who sealed away a terrible demon at the cost of his own life, truly noble. I don't know what else to say about this man…

Face five, the Godaime. The greatest medical person I have ever seen in my life. She has done so much for the village when it needed her most. She will always be a special part of this village, and a large influence to most of those who were around during her reign. Tsunade-sama…

Ah yes, Face six, the Rokudaime. A person who was so mysterious, someone I would have never known anything about if it weren't for niichan again. His reign started last year so I don't know what to say about him… He seems to laid back to be Hokage; I often don't view him with respect… Hakate Kakashi…

"Look, Hiatari," My mother said, distracting me as I looked at the mountain faces, "its Tsunade-sama." I turned to look at the podium in front of us all and there she was. It was hard for me to believe someone like her was actually 62 years old… She didn't look a day over 35!

"Everyone," she said with her loud, booming voice which sometimes made me yearn for a restroom, "I present… The Sixth Hokage!"

People began to clap, me included. I may not respect the guy, but I will, as always, be a gentleman in front of my grandfather. We eagerly awaited the Hokage to walk through the doors, but he didn't. I turned to my mother, "Where's Kakashi?"

She turned to me, "Na-Naruto tells me that he is l-late to things mo-ost of the time…"

"What?" I silently screamed, "But he's the one who said 'don't be late' to everyone!"

The man slowly came from the tower main door. He had never once worn his Hokage robe, instead dawning his occasional Jonin outfit and that mask. The only thing 'Hokage' about him was the fire hat he was wearing, and even then he had it cocked to the side, which made his left eye invisible. The one thing that annoyed me the most… He had that annoying blue book with him… Why the Hokage would need to read a perverted book like "Icha Icha Utopia," as it was titled, was beyond me… I wonder who the author is…

"Achoo! Sorry…" I heard a familiar voice.

Kakashi pocketed the book and then preceded to the podium, "Thank you, Tsunade-sama"

"Please," she said, "I no longer am greater than you… You need not call me that…"

"Fine then, Tsunade-hime…" he retorted, obviously smiling behind that mask of his as he closed his visible eye in, I suppose, joy.

Tsunade giggled in a way that showed she was annoyed and nervous at the same time and she slowly backed away and sat down near the front.

"Okay people…" (Of all ways to start, he starts like that… What is wrong with him!?) "We gathered here today to congratulate those who have graduated to the next status of our military force. First off, I'd like to start with the ANBU squads, for they will be shortest."

The people standing behind Kakashi freaked me out as they stood still as statues, save for some slight movements from those who were about twelve years old. "Those names I call, please come up to me. Now, those being promoted to ANBU status are as follows; Nara Shikamaru."

A man with a Pineapple hairstyle, jonin outfit, and a lit cigarette in his mouth walked up to Kakashi, put out his cigarette, and merely said, "Tch, how troublesome…"

"Now, now, Shikamaru," Kakashi started, "This is a great honor for you, you're now an ANBU captain…" The pineapple guy sighed and said, "Why did I know you were going to say that…"

"Because you're smart…" Kakashi replied, nonchalantly.

Shikamaru stood on the other side of Kakashi in the mirrored position he was just in. Kakashi put his hands on the podium once again, "Haruno Sakura."

Pretty much all the same…

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"And then I was like, 'ODAMA RASENGAN!' and then he like blew away and landed in a crater!"

"Heh… Naruto-niichan, you're so imaginative" I said.

"Bah! Imaginative!?" a blonde, blue eyed man wearing orange and black and had the strangest whisker marks on his cheeks said to me, "I'll have you know all my stories are real!"

"Haha!" I couldn't help but laugh as I slurped up some more of my miso ramen.

Naruto himself finished his eighteenth bowl, saying, "But it's true! True I say!"

"Oh, really? Then what happened afterward? Huh?" I asked. He had been telling me how he had saved the Godaime Kazekage from my Uncle's vicious friends.

"Well… It turned out that it wasn't your uncle, but a guy wearing a cloned face of your uncle… I think…" he said it a serious but stupefied tone.

That does it. "Hahahahahahaha! You're such a bad liar, Niichan!"

"No, No! It's true! I swear! Every word! It's all true!" he protested.

I had become silent, for I had been thinking about the Rokudaime Hokage. "Did you say that Kakashi has the Sharingan?"

He coughed up some ramen into his bowl before coughing slightly and turning to me, "What's this all of a sudden?"

"Well…" I said, looking down. I lost my appetite and just looked at my full, fourth ramen bowl, "Since My Uncle is Evil, and no doubt wouldn't hesitate to do away with his brother's offspring… and since my dad himself is dead, I wa-"

Naruto quickly turned and nearly yelled, "Sasuke isn't dead."

"Then why isn't he here, with me and mom!?" I yelled at him, at the brink of tears.

He looked down, and pushed away his full, twenty first, ramen bowl, apparently also losing his appetite. "It's… complicated…"

"Why!? Why is it complicated!? Is he dead or is he alive!? How is that complicated!? It's one or the other! Tell me! Please Naruto! Is my dad alive or not!?" I shot at him, visibly crying. Never once had I thought about the one known as Uchiha Sasuke, it never really mattered to me. But seeing the Hokage… It just made me think that perhaps Kakashi and Sasuke were really close… or really similar… I suddenly wanted to know everything, and I wouldn't stop until I did.

"Sasuke's body is more than likely living… But," he paused, visibly quivering, "His mind and soul are as good as dead by now…"

I couldn't believe it. Bodies are unique. The body is linked with the soul and personality; nothing can sever that bond… Nothing! How is it possible? "How…?" I asked.

"There…" Naruto obviously had trouble summarizing this to me of all people; he not only had to be gentle, he had to find easy, non-complex, words so that I could understand, "are some bad men out there… Some of them have ambitions that are worse than others…" he stopped for a while, realizing he made a reference to my uncle, "but some of those others will do the most horrendous things to achieve their ambitions… even if it means making a man into a shell they may use freely…"

"So someone is hypnotizing my dad? Why can't you just kill the guy!? It should be easy if you can stand up to my uncle, who is apparently the greatest warrior ever!" I said, clearly not understanding what Naruto was trying to tell me.

He sighed, "I'm sorry… It's not as simple as that… I don't know what I could tell you to ease your mi-"

"Name…"

"Huh?"

I looked at him, clearly showing my hate for…everything; as it seemed for me at the moment. "I want to know this man's name…"

Naruto looked at me with a sad smile, "His name is… Orochimaru… and he was my sensei's best friend before he betrayed him… Orochimaru took away two of my greatest bonds, my best friend, and nearly brother, and my sensei, nearly an uncle… an ero-baka of an uncle… but an uncle nonetheless…"

I looked at him, suddenly regretting I had asked, but I could not just shut up. "Orochimaru was the man who killed Jiraiya-sama no more that two years ago?" I asked him. I knew Jiraiya… he was what I could probably call Naruto and Tsunade's best friend. He was a great man, to which I questioned to myself on why he was never Hokage. I went to his funeral, and everyone was so sad. His death was a mystery to us, as they only told us of his accomplishments, but now I knew.

Naruto nodded slowly. "Don't worry though," he assured me, "your father, while he was still with us, was a great ma-" he paused. He blank a few times. I opened my mouth, about to ask why he stopped, before he resumed, "okay not a man per-se… He was a great person… He was a good boy… You would have never expected he would defect the village on purpose… after all… I didn't suspect it… Even though we were like brothers to each other. I'm just… so saddened… that I wasn't able to… to stop him… If only I had been stronger… You'd probably be happier… we all would..."

I looked down and smiled. I laughed. Naruto turned to me as if I was insane, but then I looked at him, "If you had stopped him, Little Old Me would have never been born… right?"

Naruto stared before showing that he remembered something and then chuckled, "I guess you're right… You would have still been born, I hope, but you wouldn't have the same…" he paused. Okay, I may be eight, but I know how babies are made… (Although, like him, I was confused... I may have still been born… but would I have been born on the Uchiha side, or the Hyuuga side? I mean… sperm is sperm and an egg is an egg… but… oh well.) We just decided to shut up about it. It was just too damn confusing.

We stayed in silence as, miraculously, our appetites came back and we continued to eat our ramen before us. I never really understood Naruto. He must have a high metabolism because he consumes waaaaay too much for him to not be fat…

Eventually he stopped and looked, "Hey, why'd you wanna know about Kakashi?"

I suddenly remembered, "I wanted to know if he could tell me things about the Sharingan." I answered with my mouth full of noodles

He looked at me and cocked his head to the left, "Why?"

I sighed, "Well… I'm eight… and I still can't use the Byakugan… I seriously doubt I even have it… So maybe I have the Sharingan… So I wondered if he could tell me how I could activate it…"

Naruto smiled at me, "What if you have both, and you just don't realize it?"

"That would be awesome!"

"You bet it would, with that potential, you could be even greater than yours truly!" he said with his cocky voice as he pointed his thumb at himself. He laughed and said, "I'm sure Kakashi could even help you learn everything there is to know about it."

"No way!" I shouted, not like I was angry, but like if it was more in a way like I wouldn't want to, "I don't like him! In my opinion, You should have been Hokage, not him!"

Naruto smiled, "Well, Hiatari, while it is my dream to be Hokage, I'm afraid there's a chance I may never be it."

"You wanna be Hokage?"

"I wanted to," he said, "and I still do. It's just… I've realized something… I wanted to be Hokage because people didn't care or acknowledge me. If I was Hokage, they would. That was the selfish goal of my dream. The main reason I wanted to be Hokage was because I wanted to have the power to protect those I care about… But I've realized that I don't need to be Hokage for people to accept me. People accept me now! And I already have the power to protect those I care about; Sakura-chan, Tsunade-obaachan, Kakashi-sensei, Iruka-sensei, and, of course, you!"

I smiled, "Thanks niichan…"

He grinned his fox grin, "Hehe, no problem!"

"Wait…" then, it barely registered in my head. "Kakashi-sensei!? That guy was your sensei!?"

He slurped up his twenty eighth ramen bowl up, "Oh yea! He's the greatest! He's been there for me and Sasuke through most, if not all, our bad times when we needed him! He was our Jonin instructor! "

"Sasuke and I…" I said blankly.

"What?"

I sighed, "Nevermind, go on…"

"Okay!" he said, overjoyed that I wanted to listen to more of what he had to say, "Well it's because of him that I'm so strong a-"

"I thought that was because of Jiraiya-sama…"

"Okaaaay…" he paused, thinking of a way to rephrase his explanation. He then lit up and clapped, "Then it's because of Kakashi-sensei that I was able to harness that strength and give me my," he paused as he got up from his chair and placed a foot on his chair and punched his fist into the air, "Signature Move; The Futon Rasengan!"

"Futon Rasengan? What's that?" I asked, interested.

"Oh," he said, smiling an evil grin that could have probably put hell spawns to shame. If I wasn't mistaken, babies began to cry all throughout Konohagakure no Sato, "it's a killer!"

I smiled. He grinned his regular fox grin. He then looked outside and quickly fell over, "Baaah! It's late! I have to get you home!"

Out of the blue, he rushed out a strange green frog and opened its mouth as he dumped money from its mouth. He grabbed my hand and ran outside, yelling, "Keep the change, Ayame-san!"

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"Eheheheheh… sorry for keeping him late, Hinata" he said, scratching the back of his blonde head with his right hand, holding my hand with his left.

My mom looked at him, her hands in front of her chest, trembling, "Ih-ih-ih-its n-n-nuh-nuh-n-no puh-puh-problem… Na-na-Naruto-k-k-kun…" Her face was completely red. Not the kind of red someone gets when they usually blush, which is what she was doing. No, she was red like a pale mainlander from the west got angry and all the blood rushed to their head. If I wasn't mistaken, she had steam coming from her ears. (Does my mom like Naruto a lot or is she just naturally embarrassed around him? I don't know, but I won't ask either of them. My mom would just get all twitchy and end up not answering me, and Naruto obviously wouldn't know, considering he asks me why she does that when he's around her.)

"Yeah well, Good night Hiatari, good night Hinata." He said, releasing me from his grip.

I walked to my mom and hugged her right hip. She was still twitching uncontrollably, "Goo-goo-guh-good na-na-night… Nar-aruto-ku-kun…" She must have been really struggling just to speak to him.

Naruto smiled, waved, and put his hands in front of him, "Shunshin no Jutsu!" and with that, he disappeared, vanished as if he teleported off to another world… (I soooooo wanted to learn that!)

My mom's knees began trembling so badly, she fell to them, nearly bringing me down with her. I looked at her, staring, as she slowly regained her color. I was just about to open my mouth to ask her if she was okay before she cut me off, "L-l-l-lets go inside… He-Hiatari-kun…"

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"Hiatari-sama! Wake up… I have urgent news!"

Damn it… Who's pounding on my door!? They say that the Hyuuga are geniuses… don't they realize they can just open my door if they really wanted to!? Seriously, Damn! Its not like my door is ever locked, and if it was, they have keys! I don't know why they ask me permission if they hate me so much!

Creak

Are they mind-readers? I turned over to look at who opened the door. It was Neji.

"Hiatari-sama, rise from your bed now, Hiashi-sama wants to speak with you… I take my leave" he finished by bowing and walking out as closing my door again.

Why was he being so formal? Oh well, might as well get up. I grabbed my robes, went into the bathroom, and came out in about thirty minutes as my hair was much more tangled that usual. I hate it when Naruto ruffles it up…

I walked out the door and into the hallway, eventually making my way past the sparing box, as I called it. It was an area, smack dab in the middle of the Hyuuga compound, which was a perfect square, about 64 meters in area. Hiashi usually used this to train Neji with the main house's secret techniques, something that was illegal to do before I was born.

Aunt Hanabi was in there, she was practicing the Kaiten. I guess she never faltered when it came to training herself, especially since Naruto was no longer her sensei. After all, pretty soon, she too would be a sensei to three students. I walked past her, after bowing to her as she nodded in approval.

Out of the whole Hyuuga family, branch and main, Aunt Hanabi was the one who never showed hate to me, but then again never really acknowledged me. It's like I was just there and she was just there, and she figured whatever she felt for me wouldn't change anything, so life moved on. Even though she ignored me, I was thankful she never tried to put me down once.

I finally reached the main hallway and entered the Hyuuga meeting room. Grandfather Hiashi was usually in here, and there he was, waiting for me. Although I questioned on why the only people in the room were Neji and Mom, usually there are the really old guys who claw at me whenever they see a chance to.

"Hiatari, you may sit…" he told me, having his palm out to the cushion in front of him.

"R-really?" I asked. My mom and Neji were standing. We all knew that only important people were allowed to sit in the center. Either they were being recognized, or tried for a crime they did. I'm eight, I did no crime. At least I assumed so, considering Neji (which was rare) and my mom were smiling at me.

"Go ahead…" Grandfather said. I walked up to it and sat down. (My god its soft!)

"Hiatari, Your mother has approved of the idea after Neji had asked about it, to which I finally gave into approving." He said. I listened intently, this sounded important, "You are to attend the Ninja Academy. A year from now, you will be privately tutored by Neji in all the Hyuuga clan skills you can learn."

I smiled, not believing his words, "You're joking… right? There's no way those old gu- The High Members would allow me to bec-"

"They will know nothing of this…" Hiashi told me. I looked shocked. "If they ask you where you go, tell them that you are with Neji. Do not allow yourself to be followed; I trust you at the expense of myself."

I quickly shot up out of the cushion and ran at him. Right before reaching to him, I skid on the wood and quickly got on all fours, bowing so low that my forehead was touching the ground. "Thank you grandfather, I won't let you down, I swear!"

He chuckled and told me to rise, so I merely settled upward, but kept on the floor sitting with my legs bent back. "Do the Hyuuga clan proud…" he said sincerely.

I smiled, "Yes, Hiashi-sama!"

He was taken aback, but quickly regained his composure, "Please, do not call me that… It makes me feel older that my grandson addresses me with sama instead of grandfather…"

"Sorry Hia- Grandfather!" I said, bowing again.

He chuckled again and dismissed me.

Oh yes… I'm going to be a Ninja… I can't wait!

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"Seriously!? That's so cool!" Naruto blurted out.

"Congratulations, you deserve the opportunity." A female's voice said. She was wearing a mask of a cat with armor that covered much of everything except her shoulders. On her right shoulder she had a swirling like tattoo. She also had the strangest thing I thought… she had pink hair…

I smiled, not knowing who she was, but being a gentleman in front of Naruto's guest, I said "Thank you, neechan." She wasn't my sister, but she was older than me. It was only respectful that I call her that to show that I respect her, considering I don't know her name, and thus, cannot use 'san.'

She took off her mask and smiled at me. (Wow… Forehead...) "Wait… weren't you at the ceremony? Aren't you Haruno-san?"

Naruto laughed and she quickly turned. She must have given him a scary look, for he quickly jumped up dramatically and began to sweat as he shut up instantly. She turned back to me smiling, "Please, call me Sakura."

I smiled, "Right, sorry Sakura-san…"

"You're such a nice boy, I'm sorry I never met you earlier…"

It's true, although I had seen her with Naruto before, never once had I spoken to her before. "It's quite all right, Sakura-san"

"Hey," Naruto said, "Sakura-chan, are you going on a mission or what? You're wearing your ANBU getup… isn't that like… bad, considering we're not ANBU ourselves?"

She looked at him, "First off, Naruto, He's a kid, so it doesn't matter much!" (Oh, really? A kid, that's all I am?) She turned to me quickly, "no offense." (Well at least she apologized… sort of…) "Second, you were once ANBU yourself, so it doesn't matter either!"

He put his hands up in withdrawal, "Sorry Sakura-chan, just making sure you're on your toes…"

She gave him a 'hmph' and said, "Like I said… you were an ANBU… you have no right to test me, Jonin!"

"Hey… Sakura-chaaaan! You're just a Chunin!" he said. (Somehow, I think he shouldn't have said that…)

She quickly punched him over the top of the head, effectively sending him to the floor and crashing his face with the dirt floor. She held her fist, which had smoke coming from it, in front of her, shaking violently, "Don't think you're so superior!"

He quickly got up and rubbed the rather large bump on his head, "Saaaakura-chaaaaaan! I didn't say I was! Please forgive me!" he said, clasping his hands together as if in prayer. I couldn't help but giggle.

Sakura turned to my direction, "Well anyway, I have to go." She walked up to me and pinched my chin, "Do good, or I'll pound you into the floor…okay?"

(Scaaaaaaaary!) "Y-Yes ma'm, uh, Sakura-san!"

She smiled as she put on her mask and she jumped clearly over the Konoha wall. (She must have strong legs!)

"Hey… Naruto…" I said (unable to call him my older brother because he was beat down by a girl), "Who is she?"

"That's Haruno Sakura; she was on the same team as your dad and me, with Kakashi of course. Oh, and speaking of Kakashi, tomorrow after your first day at the academy, he wants you to go to the Hokage Tower to see him."

"The Hokage wants to see me?" I may not like the guy, but it's still an honor if the Hokage asked for me personally.

"Yeah, oh and a hint for the academy… practice your bunshins…"

"Bunshins?"

"You'll find out soon enough… Hey, I'd better get you home."

"Okay!"

He grabbed my hand and we walked back to the Hyuuga compound. My life seems to be picking up now!

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A/N: Alright, Official Chapter 1, I hope you guys like it! I hope it's not confusing if anyway, if it is, I'll be glad to clear it up so long as I don't spoil my story… Anyway, again, I hoped you enjoyed it.