The sun shone on young violet and onyx haired maiden slowly surfacing from sleep, in the comfort of a large bed. Her black eyes slowly fluttered open, soon greeted by a porcelain handed rubbing them, ridding any 'sleepy seeds' in the corners of her eyes, while a yawn escaped her rose lips. Slowly, the girl raised herself so she was on her elbows, then so she was sitting. Another yawn escaped her, as she stretched, arms raised above her tangled hair, a satisfying groan escaping her. Her eyes flicked to the clock, only eight forty five, and it was beautiful out. Not wanting to waste the day, the teen flung back her beige covers, and swung her legs over the side of the bed, and looking at the picture of a young girl with long black and purple hair, and momentarily she touched her own hair which only came to her breasts, and a boy, looking about sixteen. "Ohayō, big brother." She spoke to the picture, before making her way to the shower.
Once in the bathroom, she striped herself of the previous night's garments, a simple black tank top and a pair of shorts to match, leaving herself exposed to the slight chill in the air. Her fair skin grew goose skin as her nipples tightened, causing the girl to shudder momentarily. She picked up the brush that was waiting for her on the sink, and turned to the mirror, running the object through her hair, brushing out the slight knots that had gathered there during the night. There was a particular one in the back she could feel, and tried a few times to untangle it with the object, but was unsuccessful. Sighing, she grabbed her hair above the matted mess, and vigorously yanked the brush through her hair, head pulling back in sync with the comb. After she was sure she had lost half her hair, and had a slight headache, the mass was gone.
"For kami-sama's sake." she grumbled, rubbing the spot, slightly surprised she still had hair there. She turned towards the shower, and twisted the knob, humming a bit as she dipped her hand under the hissing faucet, waiting for the water to become the right temperature. Once a small amount of steam arose, and she was sure she could step in and avoid getting burnt, she pulled the diverter, making the running water come out the shower head. Stepping over the edge of the tub, she felt the warm water grace her body, a slight smile gracing her lips as her now soft and untangled hair began to stick to her back from the water. The teen grabbed a teal coloured bottle and poured the thick, creamy liquid into her hands, and slid it over her hair, the scent of 'ocean air and lilac' filled her nostrils as she massaged the bubbles into her locks. Tilting her head back, she let the warm water remove the lather from her skull, enjoying the scent of the shampoo before reaching for the conditioner, repeating the same process, however instead of rinsing right away, she merely piled her hair into a messy bun on top of her head, and lathered her body with soap, removing the dirt and grime from the day before. Finally rising everything, the girl shut off the warm water and grabbed the towel that was hanging on the bar next to the shower, and wrapped the fluffy object around her.
After making her way back to her room, removed her gray tank top with netting, and her black capris, a lot with a pair of purple boy shorts, and a baby blue bra. Once the fabrics were slipped over her and she was no longer undressed, she flipped the blankets that were tossed around from her slumber and awaking back into place, and fixing it so it looked like no one had ever been there. Placing her hands on her hips and surveying the room, everything looked just like it should, minus the towel thrown onto the floor. Picking up the damp piece of fabric and dumping inside the hamper, the girl made her way out the door, and out of her house, tying her leaf head band around her forehead.
Perhaps twenty yards away, a familiar male voice greeted her. The nin turned to see a black haired boy with bright blue eyes jogging towards her. He was about her age, maybe two or three months older, give or take. They were in the same class together when they were younger.
"Oi, Nyoko-chan!"
The Konohagakure girl nodded at the approaching boy.
"Moko-san. Hope you're well." she said once the male approached.
The boy smiled in response. "Oh you know, busy with missions, busy helping Mom with Akira, helping Akira with school work. Keeping busy, but I've been well. What about you, Nyoko-chan?"
Nyoko side, pushing her purple hair that framed her face behind her ear. "Just got back from a mission just yesterday, actually. Been pretty busy." the kunoichi lied. Sure, Moko was one of the few people she didn't mind in this Village, but he's had a blanty obvious crush on her since they were thirteen. Occasionally, she'd go out to lunch with the boy, but she made no attempt to further her relationship with him any farther then that. The only actual boy she liked ended up crushing her, and sure she was over it, but that doesn't mean her trust was up to par yet. First break-ups are always pretty hard, especially when the relationship actually meant something on both ends, and it ended the way it did. Moko claimed he understood, but Nyoko wasn't fully convinced he did. Brushing the thought aside, as the boy questioned her something she didn't quite catch.
"Oh, sorry, Moko-san. I zoned out, I was thinking of groceries I needed. What did you say?" she blinked.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go to lunch and maybe a movie some point this week. Providing we're both not busy with a surprise mission or something." the male nin blushed, his blue eyes avoiding her black.
Nyoko pretended to ponder, biting her lower lip slightly, and appearing in deep thought. "Mmmmmaybe? It all depends on missions and what we have going on too." She smiled at the boy, mentally chuckling at his tinted cheeks. Sure, Moko was cute, but she really felt no chemistry with him.
The boy smiled, "Alright, I'll probably stop by in a few days or so, and we can compare schedules and see what'll work out. But I need to get going, so I'll talk to you later, Nyoko-sama." He waved as he turned, and started to head towards his house.
Nyoko waved and sighed, watching the dark haired boy go off into the distance. Welp, she might as well go for a walk or something. It was a beautiful day, and she really didn't want to waste it. Maybe she'd get permission to leave the village and just lay out in a random flower patch or something. Yes, that sounded like a good idea, flower patches. Sweet scents and the lazy drown of bees. Perfect.
On second thought, sneaking out for a few days sounded better. Taking her own adventure would be good for her, all she had to do was use a transformation jutsu, make herself look a little vixen like, and get by the guards no problem. And that's exactly what she'll do.
Turning around, the nin made her way back to her house, and thought of what she could possibly do to not get caught.
Skimpy out fit, that's one thing. Oh! And a perky personality, ugh. Lovely on that one. Maybe kinda dim-witted, too... She thought.
She mentally hissed at herself for this, yes it was an adventure, but she'd have to be something she's not.
Sighing once more, she opened her house door and made her way to her room. Grabbing one of the biggest purses she could find(she only had them for missions, or such things like this) , she packed everything she could think of that she may need over the next few days.
Wallet, blankets, small pillow, clothes, spare panties, that should be it. I'll only be gone for a few days, so I believe I'm set. The onyx haired teen thought, trying to determine on how she should look walking towards the gate. She figured the most hussy looking thing should suffice. Throwing her eyes into the nearly exploding bag, she headed out the door and towards the edge of the village.
Once the edge of the Village was in sight, the girl ducked behind the tree, glad no one really live out this way to notice her. Going through her handsigns, the nin thought of a red haired, girl, in a mini skirt, with black heels, and bandages wrapped around her big bust(luckly Nyoko didn't have to change there) and bright red lipstick, and green eyes, with fake long eyelashes, and blue eyeshadow. A puff of smoke surrounded her, and she was changed to the female that was just in her imagination only a moment ago. Taking out a small compact mirror, and popping a piece of gum into her mouth, a voice in her head told her it was never going to forgive her for this. Chewing on the candy, Nyoko muttered on her breath that she agreed with the voice, before chewing the gum with her mouth opening slightly, and tucking her headband in the bag.
Walking towards the gates, hips in full sway the nin kept checking herself in the compact mirror, not only to pull off the act, but to make sure there was no one behind her to see what she was doing knowing it was her.
"Excuse me, miss. Can we help you?"
A deep male voice caught her attention, jumping slightly. She glanced up from her mirror to the source of the voice, noticing a boy who looked like he had just entered the chunin rank. Possibly Iruka's age when she was in the Academy, so early twenties. The girl sighed mentally, time to put up a peppy-ditzy act.
"Oh, hi!" she said in an over-joyed tone. "I need to go out side."
The men looked at her momentarily, while Nyoko could feel her cheeks beginning to hurt from the large smile plastered on her face. The other male was older, possible jonin, with dark blue wispy hair, and green eyes. Looking the girl over, he smirked. "We're already out side there, babe." he responded, flipping the blade of grass that was in the corner of his mouth to the other side.
Nyoko shuddered and lightly hit herself upside her head. "Oh, silly me!" she giggled. "I meant out, out. As in out of Konoha!" she flipped the crimson hair over her shoulder. Already three minutes into the act, and she was regretting it. This personality, so unlike her. Nyoko was a bit hard, quiet, and occasionally arrogant, always coming off as hateful. She had quite a bit of a temper, and very impatient. She didn't smile this much, and she tended to be a snob. Heh, no wonder why her and her ex clicked so well. Mentally shaking her head, Nyoko reminded herself that she had more personality then a pile of bricks, unlike someone she could've mentioned.
"Depends on what you do for us, miss." the other male's voice took her back to her current surroundings.
"Yeah, babe." the other male smirked again, eyes glancing suspiciously over her.
Nyoko mentally gritted her teeth. They couldn't have seen through it, could they? Damn.
Regardless, Nyoko kept up the act, just in case. Worst scenario, she'd become a missing nin. No big loss there, anyways. Sure, Konoha was nice and all, but she wanted action.
The female blushed. "Why, whatever you you mean? I've got some money, but I don't think it's enough for both of you to split equally..."
The older appearing one of the two stood up and approached her, causing the nin to step back subconsciously. "We don't want your money, babe." He said huskily. He folded his arms across his chest, walking in a circle around her, surveying her, before stopping directly in front of her, looking into her currently green eyes. She felt like a seal, becoming a sharks next meal.
Nyoko shifted uncomfortably, unsure of which way this was going. Biting her lower nips nervously, and fidgeting her hands behind her back she asked, "Well, what do you want?"
The younger nin, sensing the girl's discomfort, piped up, "Honest, miss. Just honesty."
Giving an irritated sigh, the blue haired boy turned to him, "You always have to ruin everything, don't you! For kami-sama's sake, have some fun for once!" Sighing once more the oldest turned back to her and asked,
"Have you killed anyone miss?"
Nyoko suddenly burst out laughing. Did all the guards do this? Why didn't they do it when Itachi-san slaughtered his family? Either way, this seemed like a pair of jokesters, so she brushed it off.
"You really think someone as little as me could hurt someone? I don't know whether I should be honoured or insulted, boys." She winked playfully.
Closing her eyes and waving her hand, as if to dismiss the thought physically, she smiled again. Looking at the pair, she said. "I'm afraid I haven't killed anyone today, however. Now may I go out?" She smiled, trying to be as patient as she could be. This was taking too long for such a simple plan.
The younger male smiled and said, "Well, as long as you're being honest, you really do look too little to take anyone down, and those shoes scream death trap if you decided to chase someone down."
While Nyoko stood there with a smile plastered to her face, she had mentally strangled the boy already. No one got away with calling her little, even if she only was five foot two. Still, she could hold her own in battle, even with the shoes she had on! Well – she'd like to think so anyways.
The oldest male had opened the gate for her to exit, leading her pathway to freedom for the next few days. Now, she could only hope Tsundae-sama didn't need her for a mission and Moko-kun didn't decide to show up at her house to compare schedules sooner than expected.
Walking through the gate way and disappearing from the mens eyes, she turned back to herself, and gased at the gate far off in the distance. It felt good to be out. Rebelling in the way she had just done felt good, and for a moment, a thought crossed her mind.
Getting the fuck outta that place felt good...
(AN: Yayyyy! First chapter is done! :D Sorry if it seems so long, I was in a super creative mood when I wrote it, which kinda made me ramble and spew things all over. _ But I digress, I haven't read/watched Naruto in quite sometime, so it'll be my own little version but not quite AU either. Please no flamming, but creative and constructive critisim. Also, sorry for Ny's personality not quite shinning through yet. She'll get there in the next few chapters though! :D)