I opened my eyes. The candle had gone out a long time ago. Ninami had knew it went out, but she never said anything. She would just glance at it, as if asking me with her eyes to light it. But I would never answer her.

I still didn't know where Kirian was, but I didn't ask, because I was the only one who knew he even existed. Wasn't I? The thought of him not around, and someone else knowing about him dragged me slowly down into a small depression. What would people do if the knew Kirian was here? What would Ninami do if she knew that Kirian was my brother? Would she call me a traitor even though the other day she called me her friend? Was I willing to tell her about that even though she might unfriend me and call me a traitor again?

After about a minute of nothing the door creaked open. I didn't look, thinking it was Ninami.

When she didn't speak right away or a moment after that, I looked up, my mouth slowly opening to ask her what was wrong, but I froze when I saw Izuna there. My body stiffened as he smiled. He smile had a nice a comforting feeling, but I wasn't going to give in, because I knew it could turn cruel.

"Ninami said you didn't look too good, so I thought I would maybe try and see what's wrong. Plus I might of wounded you when I hit you..." He trailed off, seeming uncomfortable with saying he hit a girl.

"Thank you." I whispered softly, turning my head back so I faced the opposite wall.

"Don't mention it." He said, as if literally meaning don't mention it. Though, I didn't question him about it, considering it wasn't any of my business.

I only nodded.

"Could you stand up for me?" He asked, though it sounded more like an order. I nodded and stood. I was wobbly at first, but he placed his hands on my shoulders to keep me from falling. I gave him a small smile, thinking it was even nice enough to do this. "Can I see your right arm?" He asked. I looked down and gave him my arm.

His fingers trailed up and down it, checking from any signs of a bruise or fracture, but there was none. He asked for my other arm and did the same. Though when he pressed my on upper arm, just a couple inches to my shoulder, I winced as he pressed on the gash lightly. His eyebrows rise and he looked down at my arm, pushing lightly on to again, making me inhale sharply. I had almost forgotten about that. He hummed and then took a kunai out of his ninja bag. My eyes widened as he brought it close to my arm. Was he going to chop it off?! I tried to yank back my arm, but his grip tightened and I hissed in a breath again.

"I'm trying to help you." He reminded gently. Then he placed the kunai on the fabric just above the cut and pushed down lightly. My sleeve easily ripped, but my arm was fine. I stared at him as he then ripped off my sleeve and threw it nonchalantly to the floor. I gawked at him then my sleeve that lied by my feet on the floor.

'My sleeve!' I thought in horror. 'It was freezing in here at night, the sleeve was the only thing that didn't get my cold!'

He said nothing about it, but then disappeared out of the room, closing and locking the door behind him.

Again I was in a dark room. But this was comforting like the little box in my mind. Nor was it close. In my box was warmth that a mother giving a child could only have. In this room was the chill of knowing you're an unwelcome prisoner. Though they didn't beat me, or hurt me in anyway, they sure made me feel alone, and unhappy. Ninami's daily visits were most likely the highlight of my day.

But how would that last?

Was she always going to be here?

Come in here every day just to talk to me?

I didn't think so.

But it wasn't like there was anyone else I trusted. Even Izuna put me on edge.

Think about what Madara would do.

I let myself fall on my butt and scoot to the wall. I didn't think about anything and everything was silent for a was leaning against the cold hard wall with my injured arm, but the coolness of it made my gahs feel better.

The door opened again and Izuna walked back in. He looked at me and then frowned. He stuck out his hand and bent down a little. "Here. Let me help you up." He said kindly. I looked at his hand for a moment, then took it. He pulled me gently to my feet and steadied me again.

The rest of the time he was there he cleaned my gash, bandaged it, and then asked if I was hurting. I said no, because I wasn't. And even if I was, I was going to suffer in silence. I didn't need them knowing about our clan's forbidden jutsu. Kirian's safety was based off of my actions, and couldn't let him down like that. It's not fair to him. Even if it wasn't fair to me that he disappeared.

So after Izuna was done, he gave me a pear and then dismissed himself.

I didn't see Ninami the rest of the day. And like I said, she wasn't always going to be around.

Ninami's POV

I sat on the edge of Izuna's bed. He had been gone for about two hours now. I didn't like that. I hope it wasn't a mistake to send him to look over Saiyami, I just didn't want her wound to get infected. I knew that if I had sent anyone else that was an okay healer ninja they would have told Madara, and then Madara would have said I was getting soft.

And he was right I was.

But it's not that bad. He should try it. Him being grumpy all of the time is geting to be annoying.

I shot up from the bed as the door opened.

"How did it go?" I asked egerly. Then I stepped back, chuckled a little at Madara's face.

"Why would you care?" He said in a grunt.

"Because we're friends, grumpy." I deadpanned.

"I don't appreciate the nickname." He said dully.

"Then change it. Smile for once." I said like it was an idea that just came to me. And it was. Both sides of his lips slowly turned up into a cruel smile, that wasn't friendly but looked evil. I winced. "Or not." I said quickly.

He chuckled, his evil smile turning into a small smirk.

"Hey you looked stupid on purpose, maybe your not so grumpy after all." I joked, because, even though I'm harsh and soft, I like to do that.

His face toured blank, but you could tell it was also a little sour.

"Nope you're still you." I said faking sadness. He patted my head then looked around for the first time.

"Where is Izuna, I need to speak to him." He said calmly, looking at me as my face went from a smirk to a nervous one.

"Uhhh..." I mumbled like an idiot. "Walking around?"

"Where though, I need him." He said firmly, knowing something was up.

"Around the house. I don't know, you'll have to ask him."

"I can't find him. If I knew where he was, I wouldn't be asking you. Would I?"

"Knew where who was? I might be able to find them for you." Izuna said behind Madara. He was smiling at me, and then turned to Madara when I felt warmth slowly rise to my cheeks. Madara glanced at his brother's smile and my cheeks, and I felt some panic raise in me. But luckily he said nothing. I stepped back and bowed to the two who weren't even looking at me, and then walked out of the room, onto the porch that went around the whole house. I walked silently to my door and quickly closed it. I didn't want to go anywhere else.

I had a giddy feeling that made me want to talk to Saiyami, but what about? How I didn't think she was all bad. How I got Izuna to see us form her eyes? How I got Izuna to agree with me on maybe the Senju weren't that bad? How I got Izuna to kiss me? How I got to be here? How I was found? What really happened the day our clan was murdered? What would I want to tell her? The thought of Izuna kissing me had risen to block all of the other thoughts. I blushed at the memory. It had been so unplanned. So weird.

"So why would I want to tell her?" I breathed. 'Because she is you only girl friend.' Drifted through my mind. I sighed knowing it was right. I was only friends with Madara and Izuna. No one else wanted to talk to me. No one else cared about me. Saiyami respected, and didn't judge me. She was nice to me, even after dragging her here.

My face turned sourish. 'She is the one making me all soft.'

I sighed and laid on my bed.

Was boys all girls talked about? I know that girls wasn't the only thing that Madara and Izuna talked about, but I knew they still did. And I would be there most of the time, fuming about how if they touched them there heads would be on sticks. They boys would both laugh and ruffle my hair saying, "I know we are your property."

"I don't know why that doesn't satisfy me anymore." I said dully, rolling on my stomach and playing with my hair. I hummed, and crawled to my pillow, turning over and lying softly in my bed.

I had an itching feeling to talk to Saiyami now. but at this time of night, she most likely would be asleep. Or would she? She is kept in a dark room. How was she going to know what time it was? She had no windows. My eyes widened as i thought of the temperature in there. It was so cold at night. I sighed. At least now I have more of an excuse to see her.

I got off the bed, and walked to the closet. I opened the door and bent down, taking the thick quilt off of the floor. I hugged it snug into my chest and closed the door. I walked to my door. I took a deep breath. It's not like I would get in trouble for doing this, but I could still get scolded for treating the prisoners with kindness. I rolled my eyes. He could be a little grumpy some other time.

I slowly opened my door and poked my head out, and it ran into something. I heard something hum in question and looked up to see Izuna.

"Ninami-san? What are you doing?" He asked.

"I could asked you the same thing." I said, looking away from his face. He chuckled and stepped back. I opened the door more and stepped out, straightening up as I did so. "Well, what you doing?" I asked, looking at his adorable face.

"Well, I was going to ask if I could come in." He said slowly, blushing. He looked down and I smiled shyly.

"I have something to do, but I will be back. I just have something to do."

"What are you doing?" He asked curiously, eying the quilt in my arms.

"Girl things." I replied slowly, not sure if that was really how you would put that.

"Oh." He said, kind of in awe. I mentally slapped myself. So maybe the best way to do it.

"Yeah. Me and her, well we're connected." I said firmly, hoping he'd get my hint.
He narrowed his eyes a little. "Ninami-san. I don't think you should do that. Nii-san would kill you if he found out."

"So then don't tell him." I snapped. "It's cold, and she is the only girl friend I have. She's the only one that will talk to me." I glared at him and held up my chin, daring him to stop me. His eyes softened.

"He'll be angry." He said softly.

"I know that. Just make sure he takes it out on me." I could feel myself soften up.

"Thank you for today by the way." He nodded and smiled at me.

"Anything for you." He cooed. I blushed and looked away.

"Bye, come back later if you must." I heard him chuckled as I disappeared down the hallways.