Hi! This is only my second fanfic I've put on here. This one is ZabuzaXOC and there is no Haku in this story, so sorry to all the Haku fans out there. (I have nothing against Haku! He's just didn't fit in with my plot!) Well, I'm not going to keep you…if you're even reading this! O.o Now, onto the story!

Disclaimer: I do not in any way, shape, or form own Naruto. If I did Zabuza would be MINE! Sadly, he's not. However, I do own my OC Tsukiko!

I stumbled slightly while running over the slippery and jagged rocks in the Land of the Bloody Mist. This may not be the best ninja village, but it is my home. I was trained much differently in the academy than children are nowadays.

Back when I was an academy student, the training and the sensei were much harsher than now. After I graduated from the academy, I was trained under Kisame Hoshigaki. Though many students requested his training, I was the only one he accepted. Perhaps it was because of the other students always fearing him in secret, but while they were facing him they kept it locked within them though it was still painfully obvious to me and apparently to Kisame-sensei as well.

I used to ask him why he chose me as his only apprentice, and he told me that I had earned his respect the day when we applied for a sensei. He said that I was the only one who didn't fear him for his shark-like looks. His blue skin, fish gills, and shark-like teeth, which those were common enough in the Bloody Mist. He surely did cause people to fear him.

Though he is one of the Legendary Seven Swordsman, he is actually a great teacher. Though he has an unruly amount of blood thirst during an actually fight, which was somehow passed from him to me, he was actually a very good conversationalists. He would always make sure my wounds from training were treated, and made sure that I could treat them by myself.

I can't even remember if we ever had a disagreement, and if we did, it was probably over something trivial; like whether or not the chest or the neck were the best vital points. I always say the neck because there is little chance of surviving because of the major artery there. He said the chest because it was agonizingly painful, and he liked to watch his victims suffer. To which I countered with that if you plunge a kunai deep enough, and leave it for awhile, they will eventually either bleed to death or choke on their own blood.

I remember him laughing and ruffling my hair saying that no one could beat me in a verbal fight. Kisame-sensei was always like family, and I'd like to think he felt the same about me. I remember I accidently called him onii-san once. At first I thought he would be mad because I saw his eyes widen first, but then he busted out laughing, much to my embarrassment. From then on he called me onee-chan, and I called him onii-san.

Eventually, I had earned the right to wield his sword, Samehada, during a point in my training. I was amazed that I could pick it up, much less wield it. Soon enough I eared my own special sword that I named Subetaka, which means Bloody Sword. Onii-san said that he had it made especially just for me.

He said that it has a small amount of Samehada's chakra stealing power in it, as well as its own special trait, which was the ability to steal blood and store it in its blade. Samehada and Subetaka are like brother and sister swords.

Eventually, one day onii-san said that he had to leave because he had killed our kage, or leader of the village. He told me that he wanted me to come with him, but the leader of the criminal organization he was going to didn't believe that I was fit for such an organization. The day he left, he gave me something of his. It was a chain necklace that had a huge shark tooth from ancient days. He always said it was a good luck charm, and so he passed it to me.

I could feel a small amount of his chakra within it, so that I would know if he's alright because it would die out if he ever died. Since then, it's been three long years, and I am now sixteen years old. I had found a friend in the 'Demon of the Bloody Mist' as they call him, but I simply call him Zabuza, which is his birth name, of course. He was also part of the Legendary Seven Swordsmen, and since Kisame left, I have followed in his footsteps and took up his spot in the Legendary Seven.

Since then, I have gotten a tattoo to remind myself that onii-san is always with me. It's on my right shoulder and it's a picture of a huge shark in the water swimming around a moon reflected in the water with a shark tooth imbedded into the center of the moon.

Currently Zabuza and I are on the run from some of the Bloody Mist's elite ANBU for a massacre in our village. Hell, we were doing that village a favor by getting rid of all those good for nothing irrational and incapable so-called-ninja. Zabuza and I both hated how the people run that village, even after onii-san got rid of the kage. After he was killed, the higher ups decided to keep running the village the old fashion way.

As a result, we made a two-man revolt against the village; we're now considered S-Classed criminals. So, we were currently going through the Village Hidden in the Rain, when we got caught up in a little business. We were met with two guys that called themselves Deidara and Sasori. They said that they were sent by their leader from an organization called Akatsuki.

I started to size them up, "What exactly is this organization's objective?" The blonde one, Deidara, smirked, "It's an organization of S-Classed criminals that are here to change the world. We go on missions that range from bounty hunting, to assassinations, and everything in-between. So, what do you say?"

I looked over at Zabuza and smirked, I could see the evil glint in his eyes at the mention of assassination. He nodded to me, "We agree, we'll follow you to your hideout and then get better acquainted." With a smirk still evident on my face, we followed them across the Rain Village and into the forest, and then we came to a cave with a seal on the entrance. It opened for us, and we followed them into it.

We walked for a little while passing through different corridors, until we came to a dimly lit room. At first, there was only one person there, a man with orange-red hair and a lot of piercings. Soon, others began to appear in pairs.

First, there was a guy resembling a plant, and his partner had silver hair and a scythe strapped to his back. Then a guy with an orange swirl mask appeared right before a guy with sharingan eyes and black hair tied in a low ponytail.

Throughout the whole appearances, I was pretty unimpressed, that is until I saw the last person appear. Familiar blue skin and gill-like things, with that same shark-toothed sadistic grin. I'm pretty sure I had the most idiotic grin on my face, and before I could contain myself I yelled out, "Onii-san!"

I would have laughed at his dumbfounded expression had I not been so excited to see him again. I had momentarily forgotten where I was, as I bolted toward him and tackled him in a hug. He returned my hug, but I could tell that he was confused. "Onee-chan," he trained off as he tried to find the right words to say. "Why…what are you doing here? No, wait! How did you even get here?"

I laughed at his moment of stupidness as I flicked him between his eyes. "They recruited me and Zabuza here. We revolted against the village because after you killed the kage, the higher ups thought that running the village the old way was best. So….yeah. You can guess how it went. Half of the village is dead, and about a fourth is seriously wounded. So, I'd say we did an okay job."

He looked at me seriously for a moment, and then busted out laughing. "That's my girl, always the little assassin." I grinned cheekily, at that moment Deidara spoke up, "No way, how is it that someone as pretty as you related to this ugly fish-boy here?"

I bristled at that comment and within seconds, I had Subetaka at his throat. "I suggest that if you want to live, then you would do well to not insult him." I said in a deadly calm voice, then I felt a hand on my shoulder and I looked up to see onii-san scolding me. "Tsukiko, how many times have I told you that emotions can lead to death in our world?" My eyes widened slightly, and then I looked to the ground. "Many times sensei, I'm sorry I let my emotions over-rule my judgment."

I was still looking at the ground when a hand ruffled my crimson hair. I looked up at Kisame surprised. "I'll let this one slide, but only because you're my favorite apprentice." He grinned and I grinned back cheekily, "Yeah right! I'm your only apprentice." He laughed. The leader, who was strangely quiet through all of this, chose to speak his thoughts then.
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Ooh, what's the leader going to say about all of this mess? You'll have to keep reading to find out! Read and Review people! Thank you for reading! See you next time!