Day three at Hashirama's and I was starting to feel like family.

Hashirama's mother was beautiful, and kind. As for his father, I will never know. Hashirama said his father was always busy with missions, since he didn't want his sons out there all alone, or together.

I felt sad though. Even in this warm environment, that was so welcoming, I wanted to see Kirian. I hadn't seen him in days, and it was killing me.

I frowned a little and looked down as we walked 'our' path together. I noticed how every time we would walk it he would somehow get closer so when we were coming back to the 'Village Hidden in the Leaves' we would be shoulder to shoulder.

"Saiyami-chan, what's wrong?" He asked, looking down at me. Why does everyone have to be taller?

"Nothing." I said nonchalantly.

"Liar."

I scoffed. "Seriously it's nothing." My tone was more convincing.

He didn't respond, instead that lightly glared at me and then looked away.

"How long do you want to stay?" He asked, after a moment. I glanced at him.

"I wasn't planning on staying this long."

He nodded.

"And well, I think my friend might be worried." I said sadly. I really didn't want to make Kirian worry.

"So..." He dragged on, wanting me to answer the question.

"Today, I was going to leave and maybe I'll come back."

"Well, I think you should come back and visit now and then, so I don't worry." He paused a second, and light blush powdered his handsome and tanned face. "You know, being friends and all." I chuckled as he stammered out his last words.

"I understand, though I am not sure of that. We move around a lot. We may never come back." He nodded sadly and slowed his pace. I turned to face him and stopped.

"Is something wrong?" I asked. Hashirama gave a forced smile and shook his head.

"No." He quickly said. I narrowed my eyes.

"Are you sure?"

He didn't respond for a moment, and then sighed. "You're hard to lie to."

"Thank you, I think I get it from my mother."

He chuckled dryly.

"So, what did you want to say?"

"Well you are my only friend other than Tobirama."

I gave him a sad look. "I will try to come back every now and then. Promise." I stuck out my pinkie. It was something me and Kirian had done multiple times.

He smirked a little and wrapped his pinkie around mine. "Promise."

I took a step forward, showing him that I was going to walk away and he fell into my steps. Again we were shoulder to shoulder.

XxX

I slowly accepted Hashirama's mothers pack of food.

"Just in case you lose track of time." She said wisely, with a playful and kind smile. It made my heart warm.

"Thank you." I replied, a bright smile on my face. Hashirama and his mother chuckled at my face. I puffed my cheeks out. "What?" Hashirama again looked at me with something in his eyes that I couldn't tell what it was.

I bowed to his mother and then made my way to the door. Hashirama followed behind me and I turned to him as I left.

"Hug before I leave?" I asked. He was hesitant but shrugged and we shared an awkward hug. I chuckled a little as his discomfort.

"Better?" He asked in a light joking tone. I smiled again brightly at him.

"Yes, thank you for helping me."

"Don't mention it." He said dismissively. I nodded and looked down, slowing scooting closer to the door. He opened his mouth and then closed it. I walked out of the door, bowed and then turned, walking away.

Kirian was at the lake casually sitting on the bank of the lake.

"Kirian?" I called. He turned slowly and smiled a smile.

"Sorry you got hurt. Are you okay?" He asked, standing up and briskly walking to me. I shook my head and he sighed.

I smiled. "Are you ready to go. Hashirama-san's mother packed us something to eat on the way."

"Where to?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

I shrugged. "I don't know, but we have to come back and visit when we can. I

made a promise."

He gave me a look. "I don't like it when you make promises. You never break them." I gave him a look.

"No, that's why you like them."

"Yeah, me. I like them when they're for me." He said proudly. I snickered.

"Well, get ready to share. I have plenty of energy to go around.

"Great." He said. Then he slipped into my body and I let him take control.

XxX

A brown haired girl peered out of her window, watching the children play in the streets with their mom and dads, smiling and cooing over their child. The thought of ever doing that made her sick, but she kept watching.

There was a light tap on her door and she turned to face a raven haired boy, with dark, caring eyes. Izuna.

"Ninami, are you okay? You seem to be acting weird." He said gently. She shook her head.

"Girl stuff." She said waving her hand around, in a sloppy wave.

He gave her a look, but didn't pressure her. "Are you sure? I'm always here to talk about it. We both are, Madara-nii and I." Ninami nodded with a forced smile.

"I know." She breathed and then she sighed.

"Well, dinner is at seven like normal." Izuna said, nodding his head to her and then stepping out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Ninami sighed and looked outside again. The family was gone and she sat back, leaning against the window sill. She tried to remember Yuki, but his image was a blur. All she remembered was his red hair. His cute, rare, red hair. She smiled when the thought of Saiyami wiggled into her train of thought. It would be nice to have another girl around, instead of being surrounded by boys who did almost nothing but train and missions. She also had the cute and rare hair of her brother, but the beautiful sapphire blue eyes that girls could only dream of having. Ninami frowned a little. What if she seduced her boys, and then they thought of Saiyami like 'that'. Ninami's eyes narrowed. Nevermind. There was and never will be any need for other girls.

Five Years Later

I stopped, panting. "So… Are we close to being done for today?" I asked Kirian.

"No." He said cruelly. I narrowed my eyes.

"You bitch!" I snarled. Kirian glared at me.

"Watch your mouth or I'll kill you." He threatened. He sounded serious, but I knew he could never kill me, I was too precious.

"Whatever, you are too amazing to kill me." I boasted.

Over the years our… everything… has changed. I turned into a woman, which Kirian still finds repulsive. I had longer hair. My eyes were blue with red surrounding the pupils. I was taller, and skinnier. More muscular, and more...of a breast. Yes they had grown, but they weren't huge, and they aren't small either. They were just fine. I had gotten rid of my peasant clothes and now wore long, black, skin-tight pants that breathed, a black tank top and I didn't wear any shoes.

Kirian's changes were different. He became more threatening and made my training harder and harder. He seemed different, like he was hiding something, and I could always feel his eyes on me, like he was afraid or something, or maybe possessive and paranoid. Then there was the way he looked at me sometimes. He seemed like he wanted to say something, but never said anything. That is just attitude wise. Appearance wise, his hair became to where it was a burgundy, but with bright red hints. His green eyes got shinier, sharper, kinder and crueler, but most importantly, his eyes became more vivid. He was, of course, amazingly handsome. Luckily he didn't look like his father.

Training lasted for another hour and then we took a break, resting for the night.

We set up camp. Kirian went hunting for a rabbit and when he came back I had the fire started. Of course I, like always, had Kirian washed it off, and skinned it for me.

The next morning was the same as it had been for three years now. We woke up, ate leftovers from dinner, trained until noon.

Not like everyday was ninja training. Oh no. Some days we had to train to cook faster, or pick up faster, or even walk faster. He was ridiculous.

We sat down at camp. I was sweaty and panting and Kirian's breath was a little rough. We had just got done from ninja training with the scroll he had told me about a year ago. He cleared his throat and looked around.

"I don't think we have any berries left. We might have to go look for some."

Kirian looked around and frowned. "I don't think that there are any around here. We might have to move again." I sighed.

"Can we do it after a nap?" I asked. I could tell there was a gleam in my eye.

Kirian stared at me, his frown slowly twitched into a small smirk. He shook his head and looked away.

"No." He said firmly. I pouted, but he wasn't looking.

"But, I need one!" I protested in a whine. Kirian turned to glare at me and I turned away. "I know nothing." I said quickly, changing the subject.

He sighed, "We need to get moving." I looked down. I didn't want to leave. This was the lake I met Hashirama at. Speaking of him had yet to contact him in anyway. He probably thought I would never come back, but now we were so close!

"Do we have to move?" I asked.

Kirian nodded, saying, "Yeah, we have been here too long anyway. If we don't keep moving someone could find us." I narrowed my eyes. He still had yet to tell me why we were running.

"Why don't we let them? Haven't I had enough training? Or am I still not capable to defend myself?" I replied like that smartass I know I am. Kirian glared at me.

"You know what I mean. We need to go. Just because you don't want to leave doesn't mean our safety should be put at risk so we can stay here. I am teaching you a very important tactic." I pouted and glared at him.

We glared at each other, a heavy silence between the both of us. I broke it first and with a huff I got up and started packing my things. As I did I muttered curse words under my breath. Kirian obviously heard, but made no comment.

When I was packed I walked over and stood by him. I looked up at him calmly.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

'Oh well.' I mentally shrugged.

I poked his cheek.

He didn't look at me.

I poked it again.

He still did nothing.

I tried to poke it again, but he caught my hand, glanced down at me and raised an eyebrow. Then he let my hand go, turned around and started walking away.

"What we are leaving right now? The sun is about to set!" I protested. He sighed and nodded.

"Yes, we are. Night is our best cover." I pouted, but followed after him loyally.

After about an hour of walking we stopped. Just stopped. I took Kirian's pack off of my his shoulder and placed the light bag on my other one.

I looked around, thinking this place looked familiar, before it hit me. I briskly walked down the old path the lead to: "The Village Hidden in the Leaves". Kirian grunted in protest for me to go there, but I gave him a look and dragged him along with me.

When the path opened up to burned land I froze and held back a scream of terror, though a whimper escaped my lips. Someone had burned everyhting to the ground. I stared wide eyed for a while, as Kirian studied the scene.

Then we heard the snapping of a twig behind us. I didn't look at first, but then I looked right back at Hashirama.

Hashirama stared right through me. And I understood why. I didn't want to look back at that mess, so I kept my eyes on Hashirama. He really had grown up. His bangs were longer and still framed his handsome, and mature looking face. His dark eyes had gotten darker and looked almost coal black. Kirian didn't seem to notice him, though I could have sworn he heard him. I turned back around to see what they were staring at, and turned to see Madara Uchiha.