I refuse to put a disclaimer here cause everyone should be bright enough to know that I don't own Naruto. I'm pretty sure that's why this is called FANfiction.

├Part Thirty-Three┤

"Mom! Mom!" A small girl exclaimed, running through the quite large house, "Mom! Where are you?"

"In here," came the reply from inside a door near the end of the long hallway, "What do you need?"

The girl smiled and quickly ran to where the voice was coming from and slid open the door, "Mom! Guess what!" she exclaimed happily, smiling widely.

Her mother looked up at her from the ground, "Hmm what could it be?" she played along, "Is it something good?"

She nodded vigorously.

"Hmm," her mother tapped a finger to her chin, "Could it be that you got something?"

The girl thought for a moment before saying, "Sort of…It's part of it…"

"Well then, why don't you tell me?" she asked, looking up at her excited daughter.

"Ok then!" she said and then stuck out her hands, palms up, "Now watch closely…" The girl concentrated for a moment before the tips of her fingers started to glow a faint pink, almost unnoticeable.

The mother's black eyes widened dramatically before she covered it up with a smile, "That's wonderful Miya!" she exclaimed, a bit forceful actually.

The little girl's smile only widened, "I also passed all my tests today," she said proudly, standing a bit taller.

Her mother nodded, "That's also wonderful! You're gonna become one of the greatest ninjas ever?" she asked with a small hint of a smirk on her face.

"Yep!" Miya exclaimed with a determined look on her face, "One of the best!"

Her mom laughed quietly before facing her daughter again, "Tell me, what caused your fingertips to start glowing?" she asked.

Miya's happy face turned into a scowl, "It was that stupid Uchiha boy," she mumbled, glaring to the side, "He decided to kick sand in my face during recess and I got mad…"

"Did you do something to him first?" she asked.

"No…" she said, thinking about it, "I don't think so, anyways…"

Her mother was silent for a moment, thinking it over, "Did you touch anything after they started glowing?" she asked, trying not to sound so serious as to scare her little girl.

Miya thought for a long time before answering, "I don't think so…" she said with a finger at her mouth. She then dropped her arms and shook her head violently, "Nope! The teacher came and took me from Mr. Smarty-pants and talked to me."

"So he didn't see it?" her mother asked, centering her gaze on the child.

She shrugged, "I don't think so. I barely even noticed it myself," she admitted slightly sheepish.

For some reason, her mother looked relieved, "Whatever you do, you shouldn't show that to anyone," she told her, "Remember that. Maybe when you're old enough to make your own decisions but not now. Ok?"

Miya frowned slightly, "Why not, mom?" she asked confused.

"Because you've got something no one else has," she answered, smiling down at her little girl, "But for now, just keep it a secret. It'll be our little secret alright?"

She nodded and smiled, "I like how that sounds," she said quietly.

"Oh and before I forget, if you start having dark spots on your skin like I do, tell me right away," her mother said, pointing to her face which was almost covered in black tattoo like markings.

Again, Miya nodded, "I have some at my fingers now, but they look like bruises," she said looking down at her hands with a forlorn expression on her face, "I like how yours looks."

Her mother laughed outright at that, "I like how you look, unblemished," she said smiling, "Wanna switch?"

She giggled, "How do we do that?" she asked jokingly.

"Hmm," her mother pretended to think. They were interrupted, though, when the door slid open with a loud thud.

"Hey mom where'd all the rice balls from last night go?" a young girl of around fourteen asked, flicking her long black hair behind her, "Oh hey runt."

Miya glared somewhat, "Don't call me runt! I'll be bigger than you someday!" she said, "And stronger," she mumbled.

"I heard that," the girl said while rolling her eyes, "And I highly doubt that. I'm already a Jounin, in case you haven't noticed. You haven't even passed your schooling yet!"

Miya was about to retort when their mother interrupted, "Hey you two, cut it out. Midori, they should be in the fridge. Otherwise Uncle took them for work," she said, "And why must you go around dressed like that?" she asked, indicating the short shorts and the tank top her daughter was wearing.

She looked down at herself, "What's wrong with the way I dress?" she asked, amusement hinting at her voice.

Her mother only gave her a look that said 'You-know-what-I'm-talking-about'. The same markings that covered herself also covered her daughter, only less dense.

She really didn't want them to go around with markings that clearly identified themselves visible. It just attracted unwanted attention that she really didn't need.

"So what happened today?" Midori asked her younger sister, "Anymore news with the Uchiha boy? What was his name again?"

Miya glared at the air, "Sasuke," she said with an annoyed tone, "Sasuke Uchiha and he decided to kick sand in my face…"

She laughed at her little sister's statement, "Oh God I keep forgetting how little you are. I still stick by my word, he likes you," she said giving her a 'I-know-all' sort of look.

"No he doesn't!!" Miya exclaimed and made a disgusted face, "Ewwwww…"

Midori was about to say something back when they all heard the doorbell ring. Everyone was quick to react. Their mother and Midori quickly covered themselves so no markings showed while Miya didn't have to do anything

Then they all went downstairs to see who it was.

"Hello," a person in an ANBU mask said, "If you could come with me to the Hokage's office please, I'm afraid we've got some horrible news."

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-Jen-