What is ANBU? This thought plagued me as I followed Kakashi to buildings built in the cliff face. Could he really help me find out what had happened to my family? The corridors we walked were dark and twisted, and the deeper we got, the worse the corridors got. I followed Kakashi closely, unwilling to lose him and become lost. He led me to a large room with a high ceiling hidden by shadow. A table sat in the centre of the room. Seven men and one woman sat at the table, all wearing masks.

They turned when Kakashi entered, interrupted by our arrival. Though they wore masks, I could feel them staring at me. I refused to look down, and instead focused my gaze on the wall behind the table. I heard a soft giggle, and realised I'd amused the woman in some way. "Why are you here?" one man asked Kakashi, his voice soft and deep. Kakashi bowed his head, replying, "I bring Maya's brother. He wishes to know why his family was attacked." The men around the table began to argue among themselves. The lone woman continued to watch me, sitting still as a statue.

Finally, the man who had spoken originally spoke again. "You shouldn't have brought him here. Why did you?" Kakashi glanced at me, before turning back. "He's a survivor, and shows great potential. I would like to request that ANBU take him in." His request was met by more argument. We waited a few minutes before the decision had been made. "Your request will be granted, Kakashi. Do not make a habit of this." Kakashi shook his head, and might have been smiling under his mask. He turned to me. "You will live here now. Stay, and learn the reason for your family's death." I nodded, and he left.

"What is your name?" the woman asked me quietly. I glanced her way, before quickly returning my gaze to the wall. "I no longer have one." This answer seemed to please her and a couple others at the table. "Your name will be Akira. Come with me." A man led me from the room, and through more twisting corridors. Soon we were walking down a corridor with many doors. He led me to one and opened it. "This will be your room for now. That's your bed. Any clothes you need will be brought to you." He shut the door behind me, leaving me to face my new roommate.

"Hi," I said brightly, trying to be friendly. "My name is Akira. What's your name?" The girl sitting on the bed on the other side of the room seemed reluctant to answer. "Asuka," she finally murmured grudgingly. Another masked man entered the room before I could ask any more questions. "You, come with me," he said, motioning for me to follow him. I stood and left the room, curious. He led me to another large room, though the ceiling was lower than in the meeting room. "I will be training you. Every day you will be brought here to train. I don't go easy on people, so you need to learn quickly."

I nodded, and found myself on the floor. I rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding a kick to the ribs. I leapt to my feet and watched the masked man, evaluating his strengths and weaknesses. He attacked, and I defended myself, choosing to dodge rather than block. Soon I realised his right ankle was on a strange angle, and kicked it. The man cursed, but had no chance to grab me before I had him on the floor and hung from a roof beam. He stared up at me, standing still. Soon I realised that I would have to come down. As soon as my feet touched the floor, he grabbed me. I broke free, and fled.

AN- Hi again. Hope your-

Akira: Why is no one reading my story? Am I boring? Is my misery not interesting enough?

MaiaSakamoto:... That's just sad. Anyway, please review this story, before Akira decides to take things into his own hands.

Akira: *evil chuckle*

MaiaSakamoto: *shudder* so yea, please review.