I smiled warmly at the feeling of sunshine. It made me happy and seemed peaceful, even in this dark room, were no light was shown. I could still feel the warm ray hug my little body. It was calm and peaceful in here. The complete opposite of yesterday… Yesterday was absolutely horrible. Scary even. I don't know what had happened with the man that Kirian had taken care of, but I hoped bad things happened to him. I didn't even think I would want someone to be hurt so badly... but I did.
Still do if that man is alive. Kirian was in control of my body as we wandered around the forest. He said he was going to take us to the tree house. He said it was a place that the clan leaders held meetings that they wanted to be private, and that they kept food there. I didn't question him on how he knew these things; it wasn't any of my business. Well, I guess it was now, but as long as I didn't have to sleep on the forest floor again.
XxX
It had been a long time since we spoke. I felt my body move, and energy vibrate through my body. I was starting to get a little hungry, but we had no food. I could cook a little, but not everything. I had watched mother cook plenty of times, but that was on a hot stove, or a crackling fire. I wasn't allowed to go close to either, so I only had prepared the food before she had cooked it. There were also the utensils. How did you use those? They were tricky looking, but Mother had used them like a pro. I didn't exactly understand it, but I guessed I would have to learn. Kirian could probably teach me.
It was quiet for a while and I didn't think about anything. "Seems like we're here, but I don't want you to come out just yet." Kirian's voice said calmly. His voice had a hint of caution in it. It warmed my heart that he was looking out for the both of us, and just being cocky.
"Okay," I whispered, a light smile on my face. I knew he couldn't see it.
So again, I was here, alone and in the dark. The silence wrapped around me like a light blanket, comfortable, and almost unnoticeable.
Kirian's POV-
I stepped in front of what looked like a willow tree. It seemed so out of place. Because it was. I sliced the palm of my hand, wincing at the sharp pain. But I hesitantly pressed my palm to the trunk, not sure if it would work with her blood.
But just as a moment passed there was a snap of a twig and a couple of branches moved to reveal a door that blended in quite well, the only problem was the small gash that was the handle I had to pull on.
I pulled the door open and stepped into the dark. I looked to my right, to see the lantern's glass reflect off the sun's warm rays from the little cubby in the wall next to me. I grabbed it and felt around for the packs of matches that were also in the cubby.
When I found a pack, I took out the match and lit the lantern expertly.
Holding up the now glowing object, I looked around, not moving. I was at the top of the stairs. I hesitantly walked down them, looking around for any extra doors, or any other cubbies.
When I reached the bottom I held up the lantern, looked around again. Nothing but scrolls, books and chairs. Wait… there was one small table with nothing but books around, and on top of it.
I blinked and rubbed my eyes.
Were these all of the important ones? If not, was there another room around here somewhere?
'Is is possible that Saiyami might know about the other room. Or if that even exists.' I thought to myself. 'No, she would be too young to even know about this place.' I thought, waving off any hope of that. She was too young.
I scanned the room again before sitting down, the lantern now next to me.
"Time to get a good read." I said to myself. I smiled, trying to get exited, but it didn't work, so I just stopped. I looked to my side and grabbed the scroll closest to me and opened it up. I read the title and then the first paragraph. I stared at it for a couple seconds then stuffed it in my pocket; that was really Saiyami's.
I ended up doing this multiple times with scrolls, and then only once for a book. I would have plenty of time to read them. All I had to do was tell Saiyami when she was older. Well, I didn't have to, but she has a right to know that I read about things on her clan's history, and forbidden jutsu. And everything in here seemed to be important, but now I had valuable information I knew I could most likely use for later.
Four years later...
Saiyami's POV-
I hopped from branch to branch. "I hope this works, I can't stand when we don't do the job right." I groaned. Kirian nodded from next to me. He was silent. He knew how I felt about stealing, and so he never forced me to do it. I wanted to make the man who has taken care of me over the years proud though, and serve him a little as well.
"Yeah," he said simply. I looked down and stopped. He looked down as well, spotting targets, then hopped back into my body.
I shuddered, 'Creepy little one.' I smiled in spite of it being creepy.
"I heard that." He said mentally, a frown clear in his voice.
'Stop reading my thoughts!' I thought in a sobbing kind of voice.
"Well, stop thinking them. It's like your shouting them. Kind of like a ringing sensation that you get… what was the word? Oh yeah, headache." He mentally retorted. We had argued about this multiple times before.
'Well, just ignore them!' I snapped, puckering my lips.
"I can't, so don't shout, that makes it worse. No, you know what, I am coming back out." He said, dryly. He was probably not amused by this argument anymore, but I was.
'Whatever I need your help anyway.' I snapped. Kirian seemed to glide out of my body, his faded features looked manlier. He turned to me and slapped me in the back of the head soundlessly. I pouted, rubbing the spot. Our targets were stopped and seemed to be resting.
"I think you need to be more respectful." He whispered, leaning against the tree trunk. I placed my pointer finger on my lips and pointed below us with the other. He nodded in understanding, making me smile. 'He is just like my older brother.' I frowned a bit at that thought, even though it has been four years, I never found out what had happened to my older brother. He was supposed to be with mom that day. I know I remember that, but if he was lucky he went off to pick berries and came back around when I did.
If he was lucky...
I sighed quietly and glanced to Kirian, who was starring at me softly, obviously noticing my sad mood.
"Is it your brother again?" He asked, his lips barely moving. I nodded slowly, looking down a bit. "Are you going to be okay? We could always come back later." He offered. I shook my head and pointed with my chin right in front of us. He pushed off of the tree trunk, and looked where I gestured a sign and slid back into my body. "So now what?" He asked. I shrugged.
'Your turn. You got ten minutes.' I thought calmly and felt myself slip back into the black room that was so familiar to me now. Like a constant moving home; that always made me feel safe. I liked the fact that Kirian stuck with me throughout all of the years. It made me feel special.
Kirian's POV-
I smoothly hopped down from the tree, landing soundlessly. The men tensed and glanced around.
'They noticed us. They just don't know where we are coming from.' I thought, eyeing them. They were eating a simple lunch of rice balls and tea. 'They must be rich, look at that clothing.' I thought, taking in their exotic looking clothes.
"Come out." One said. He had long spiky hair that flowed down his back. The other one looked a little more boyish with shorter hair. "Or," I listened closely, trying to catch any sign of fright, but there was none. His eyes glanced partly my way. I was caught. "I will catch you." He said smoothly, throwing a kunai right at me. I narrowly dodged it, not making more than a shimmy in the bushes.
My time was ticking away and I needed to bring them down. The men stepped forward and I put on a worried face. They were obviously older than Saiyami and I, and you could tell they were stronger.
I stared at their eyes... Their ruby eyes.
Uchiha… Oh no, Not them!
They were our allies.
And I just tried to steal from them.
Wait...
How long has it been?
Oh no, I have to tell her— But what if she asks how I got the information?
...
I sat there for a minute, not noticing how the boys had ripped me out of the bushes, and thrown me to the ground. The one that had talked before kicked me in the side, making me flip to my back. I blinked and stared up at them.
Could they help us?
Are we still allies?
What would they do if I asked?
Would they still kill us?
I don't want to risk Saiyami's life.
"Oh look, Izuna… a little girl." The one who had kicked me taunted. I blinked and stared up at him.
Was he just making fun of Saiyami?
I felt a steamy sensation build next to my heart a little, but my face remained blank.
"Nii-san, don't be rude." The other one scolded. He kneeled beside me, taking my hand. I let him, no matter how awkward this was. A man holding another man's hand that's inside his friend that's a girl's body...
Hm...
Yes, awkward indeed.
Wait...
Do I know these Uchiha?
I blinked at the boy holding my hand.
He looks so familiar.
"Sorry, I should really introduce myself." The boy said awkwardly, probably getting the wrong idea about my stare. "I'm Uchiha, Izuna."
I knew they were Uchiha.
"And I'm Uchiha Madara." The other one introduced with a cold stare, but there was warmth in his tone. Wow being a girl makes a big difference to them, doesn't it?
"Hey, guys! I'm back! I brought some sweets for us to munch on, on the way back." A girl with smooth brown hair and bright blue eyes exclaimed, jumping from the underbrush of the trees. When she caught a sight of me she glanced at Madara and got all flustered.
"W-what's sh-she doin' here?" She asked rudely, glaring at me through her lashes. Both boys rolled their eyes.
"Snooping," Madara retorted. "And don't be rude." I shot him a glare.
"Speak for yourself. Practice what you preach." I snapped, and got a fist to the jaw. I shut up. Can't have Saiyami get her body back just yet.
Izuna shot Madara a glare. "Hey, what's the matter with you?" His brother snapped. Madara glanced up at his brother, letting the anger in his voice not affect him.
"I don't want to listen to little girls tell me what to do."
I groaned and looked around; feeling my jaw start to swell a little. I take back what I said about being a girl making a difference. The brunette was beaming at Madara, and shooting glares at me. I wanted to say something, but didn't want Saiyami's body getting anymore damaged. It wouldn't be fair to her. So I just shot her glares back.
Izuna crouched next to me, whispering in my ear, softly, "Don't worry they aren't known for caring about others. Don't take it personally." I am guessing he's trying to be nice. Though, awkwardly enough, it calmed me down. He stood up, dragging me along with him, and helped me to my feet. "I'm sorry, let me make this up to you. I'm pretty sure he will get better if your not pulled from a bush dressed like a slave." I stared blankly at him and he raised his eyebrows. "Oh… Uh… I'm sor—" I cut him off by shaking my head.
"This is my clan's wear... And also I have never been a slave..." I said, awkwardly. Madara grunted and the girl glared daggers at me, and seemed to ponder something. I shrugged off both of them and let Izuna drag me away.
I wasn't worried about Saiyami getting hurt that much, but more like why I didn't have a bad feeling about going to their compound.
It confused me.
The fearless, heartless Uchiha taking in a 10-year-old girl because she got hit.
...
Seems odd...
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