A/N: Okay, so I decided I would post a mini second chapter. I hope it's okay and I do know it's short, but I want it like that so you, the readers, can tell me if you want more or not. Please do because I would really like to know! Thank you all for reading! ^-^ R&R&F Please enjoy!

Disclaimer: Why would I own Naruto? I can't even speak Japanese! I wish I could though! ^-^

"Can someone give up lent for lent?" – Seriously, someone please tell me! I would love to know! ^-^

15 year time skip

I woke up at 5 am, it was cloudy and rainy. I sat up in my queen sized bed that had a black sheet around it and got up to take a shower. My room wasn't much, but it did not need it to be, I was far too busy to be put in my medium sized bedroom. My room consisted of a window in the east so the sun would wake me up, a queen sized bed, a desk, a dresser, a small closet, a bathroom, and a bookcase for scrolls and other essentials to help my training. After I was done taking my shower, I got dressed in my training clothes: black boots that went up to my ankle, a black, sleeveless T-shirt, black, comfy pants, my Sound Hitai-ate, a black cloak with the a crow on the back of it, my weapon pouch, which contained kunai and shuriken, my mask, which was a cat, and finally my katana. My Hitai-ate went around my left arm. Why not my right? I wanted to show off my tattoo that I had gotten when I became ANBU when I was 12. My tattoo is a black feather. On my way out of my room, I looked at myself in the mirror; I had black hair that was in a high ponytail with my side bangs left down, my eyes were dark blue, like ice. I walked out of my room and walked down the hall toward the kitchen to grab an apple before I started to train. When I walked in, I saw Kabuto.

"Ah, good morning Hotaru. How are you this morning?" He asked getting supplies for my father. I ignored him. Why talk to people when it is not necessary? I grabbed an apple and walked out of the kitchen without a glance behind me as I heard Kabuto laugh. I walked down the corridor of the hideout that we were currently in. I walked into the field that I normally trained in and saw it to be empty. What the hell? Then I heard someone behind me. I turned and unsheathed my katana pointing it the person behind me as I turned my Sharingan on.

"Now, now, Hotaru. Put those away. I just came to tell you that the prisoners have been moved to another location. Konoha is on their way here to apprehend me and we will be leaving soon." I put away my katana and shut of my Sharingan as I looked at my father. Orochimaru. I did not know who my mother was, but I did not care, nor did I care about the pathetic man that was my father. His arms didn't work because of Konoha, a worthless village that should not even be a concern with my father, but it is. He won't tell me why he concerns himself with Konoha, but who am I to ask questions? He made me who I am today, a killer without remorse. A weapon. A woman without feelings. A woman that does not care if the person she is sent to kill begs for mercy. No, I don't care about the people I killed or will kill. I am a weapon and I am glad. People fear me and I fear no one. Not even my father. I could kill him, but I don't. He still hasn't given me what I want. Once I get it though, I will kill him.

"Hotaru? Are you listening to me?" My father asked me as I stared off into space. I looked at him and glared, he just smiled his creepy smile.

"I said that Kabuto will give you the Sharingan now if you have time." I nodded and walked passed him smirking. Finally, I was finally going to get the different Sharingan. My Sharingan was starting to make me go blind and I wanted more power and I wanted Madara's Sharingan.

When I turned ANBU, I started to look into things, like my Sharingan that my father did not possess. I knew that only Uchihas could possess it, so I asked my father. He replied that he stole them from the Uchihas that were dead. I did not question him further because I had grown up with him, not with the Uchihas. I did not have any memories pertaining to them, thus I believed my father, but he did tell me that the Sharingan that I had was going to make me go blind with continued use. I did not care as long as people feared me. But after a while I realized that he was correct and I was beginning to become blind. My father told me about two years after I was ANBU that he could solve the problem of me becoming blind by giving me Madara's Sharingan that he had stolen a while ago, but I would have to owe him. I agreed, waiting for the day that I would finally get the Sharingan I wanted. I was getting them now that I was 16, the only thing, now, to do was to wait to be told how I was going to repay my father for Madara's Sharingan.

I walked into Kabuto's lab where I saw a table and tools lying next to it. Kabuto smiled and told me to lie on the table. I did and waited.

"This is going to be very painful and after I give them to you, you can't use them for about two days. In a week, we are going to move to a different hideout. Konoha ANBU are about a week away, so you have time, though you won't have too much time to test out your new abilities." Kabuto said walking up to me.

"If I do not have time to test out my new abilities, then someone is going to pay. I need time to make sure I can use them properly." I said glaring at Kabuto. Kabuto did not answer as he started on my left eye. I grunted as he cut off my nerves that connected to my eye and then proceeded to take it out. It hurt like hell, but I made no move to stop him. Madara's Sharingan was more powerful than mine and I wanted them. He did the same to my right eye and put the new, foreign eyes in me. After he was done he took a blind fold and wrapped my eyes so I would not open them.

"Okay, you're all good, but do not take the blindfold off until two days have gone by. Your father and I will alert you if anything has changed. You may go back to you room now." Kabuto said leaving me in darkness.

I had never been officially blind before, but it was a good experience for me. I walked down the corridors of the hideout and walked into a room, not my room, but the training room. What good practice it would be for me, using my other senses instead of relying on my eyes.

There were dummies everywhere and targets on the trees. I took out my katana and smirked. Let the fun begin.

"Kusanagi no Tsurugi – Chidorigatana!" (Sword of Kusanagi – Thousand Birds Katana) I screamed as I took out ten dummies at once, electrocuting them with my Katana. I landed back on my feet. I destroyed every dummy there and every target that was on a tree or on the ground. I smirked and walked back into my room to meditate.

It was only an hour later that Kabuto ran into my room panting. I got up and grabbed my katana that was on my bed. There was only one reason that Kabuto would run into my room, we had visitors.

But seriously, can someone give up lent for lent? That would be funny. Anywho, how was it? Please R&R&F, I would really appreciate it. I don't want to continue writing this story if no one is going to read it and like it. I want all of you guys to like it! Sayonara readers ^-^ I hope it was okay!