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AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is my first and I really hope you like it. Because it is my first, I really would appreciate some help, SO PLEASE REVIEW. I will be eternally grateful if you do, I will read everything you have to say to me. Thank You!

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Chapter 2: Meeting

The warm sun was high in the sky and the cool spring breeze was blowing evenly, a perfect combination of warm and cool. Eight year old Takara breathed in the mild floral scent of the wind. It was such a nice day, she didn't understand why she didn't do this more often. She laid on her back, on a long wooden bench, her eyes closed and taking in the scene around her with her senses.

"What are you doing here?" a calm boy's voice came out of nowhere.

She didn't really care who it was, and whoever it was was disturbing her peace. She lazily opened one eye. A boy, not very older than her had his face only inches away from hers. He had a mask covering the lower part of his face and deep brown eyes looking into hers. She opened both her eyes now, and very wide. He…was…SO CLOSE!

"I said-"and before he could repeat what he had said Takara, putting all of her force on her right hand, slapped him on his cheek. She wanted him to get away from her, she didn't even know who he was.

He rolled on the ground, both hands on his left cheek. Tears were coming out of his eyes, she had slapped him maybe a little too hard. She got up to a sitting position and stared at him.

"OW!" he said agonizing on the floor.

He had the Konoha forehead protector, and judging by his age he was probably a genin.

She sighed and said, "Oh, stop it…stop crying."

"I'm not," he said, he stopped rolling and sat up on the grass below him, showing the red hand print Takara had left.

Trying to put a straight, serious face he said, "Now…aren't you supposed to be at the academy?"

She didn't answer, she didn't feel like it. He was ruining a perfectly good moment here. He waited…expecting an answer that she wasn't going to give. Takara rolled her eyes and lay back on the bench, closing her eyes again. She hoped that she had taught him a lesson on getting too close to her so she didn't worry about him doing it again.

"You are Masami Takara...right?" he asked.

"Mhmm..." Takara agreed lazily.

"You must go to the Academy, you can't just not go, you're breaking the rules. Rules are meant to be followed." The boy said. Takara's eyebrow started to twitch, she was really starting to get irritated. She wanted him to leave.

With a frustrated sigh she said annoyed, "Just leave… I am not going back and that's that."

"Well, I won't let you stay here! You can't break the rules! If you don't go willingly then I'll make you go back."

Takara, not being able to take it any longer, opened her eyes and stood up. Both of her hands were clenched in tight fists on either side of her body.

"Look, I don't know who you are, but you are really annoying me!" she snapped at him, the irritation in her tone was very clear.

In one very quick movement, Takara extended her arm, grabbed the boy's ninja tool bag, grabbed a kunai knife and pointed it his neck.

"Now, leave me-" and before she could finish the sentence, the boy grabbed her arm with both his hands, moving her arm in a way which forced her to spin around, and he held her arm tightly behind her back. He then grabbed her wrist with so much force that made her open her hand and drop the kunai.

"Wha-!" Takara exclaimed, surprised.

He moved his lips close to her ear and said, "I am Hatake Kakashi and you are going back to the academy."

Takara laughed at what he had just said. Kakashi looked at her confused, what had been so funny? When Takara felt him loosen his grip she pushed him back with her shoulders. Kakashi lost his grip on Takara's arm and she made the hand signs needed.

"Eien no yami! (Eternal Darkness)," and as she said it ,she moved a safe distance away from the boy named Kakashi.

Kakashi was now under Takara's genjutsu. This genjutsu first made him see nothing, there was only darkness. Then he started feeling as if he was falling, as if he would fall forever in an eternal pit of darkness. Even though Takara knew he could break free, she could at least take advantage of the moments he was dumbfounded. She quickly reached into Kakashi's tool bag again, grabbed a rope, and tied up Kakashi. She tied his hands and legs together and pushed him so that he would fall on the ground.

"Wha- What? How did-?" He said as Takara started walking away from him. He was amazed that she wasn't even a genin and she could use such a powerful genjustu.

She sighed, turned around, and walked towards Kakashi. When she got close enough to him, she sat down beside him.

"I've heard people talking about you... they talk about you as if you were a big deal." Takara said, looking over him to the tree that was swooshing in the wind, "Well, you just got tied up by an eight year old girl who isn't even a genin yet. I was going to leave you here, but to tell you the truth, you aren't even worth leaving here tied up."

As Takara's words sank into Kakashi, his face started filling up with anger. When she finished what she said, Takara was slightly scared by the rage that spread across his face. She stood up, grabbed the kunai she had dropped earlier and untied him. Before Kakashi could say anything, she left. Her body slowly disintegrating in to sakura petals.

When Takara felt she was far enough, she walked the rest of the way back home. It was already time for the other kids from the academy to leave school.

She felt kind of sad and guilty inside, she normally wasn't so mean to people, and worse to people she just met. Well, hopefully she wasn't going to see him again, so she didn't really care.

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Takara looked up at the sky, sweat beads rolling down her face. She had been practicing chakra control, after all her sensei at the academy had said that if you had a very good chakra control, then you wouldn't waste any necessary chakra. Besides not wasting chakra, you would master many jutsus and in less time. Takara had asked her brother how she could practice. He had told her that she could climb trees only using her feet and she could try to walk on water. After reaching the top of a tree and walking on still water, she could attempt to run on walls and standing, walking, and running on fast-moving waters.

Takara had already reached the top of the highest tree she could find. She had run vertically and horizontally on tall cliff walls. She had also managed to run on still waters and running waters. She had failed many times but she got used to it and she managed to do it in the end.

The sun was starting to come down, but there was still about an hour, or so, left of sunlight. She walked over to a tree and climed it.

She was lying down on a tall, long branch, looking at the leaves of the tree. She had removed her jacket, her shoes, and her mother's necklace. She was only left with her white shirt and her comfortable black skirt.

Every so often a couple of leaves would fall and get carried away swiftly by the river bellow. Takara would have been scared before, being over a river, but now she didn't have anything to be afraid of. If she fell she could simply lift herself up and walk to the shore. She smiled at herself for putting so much effort into getting better control of her chakra. Takara then thought that it was getting late, probably her brother was back and was wondering where she was. She lifted her arms from where they had been dangling and used her elbows to push herself up. When she put her elbows on the branch, she felt as her left elbow pushed something off the branch.

What? Something fell, what was it?

When she heard the "plop" of the necklace as it reached the water, she felt as if her heart had been ripped apart from her chest and was now being dragged away by the current. Her mother had given it to her when they had parted. It was the only thing left that her mother had given her before she died. Takara had always been wearing it, she always kept it close to her heart.

"My love, keep it close to your heart, that's where I'll always be." Were her mother's parting words.

Whenever Takara didn't have it on she had it hidden in a safe place. She treasured that necklace so much she wouldn't trade it for anything. When she was struggling through difficult times or when she felt alone she would hold it tight in her hand and put it close to her heart. Somehow, she would just feel warmth in her heart and the courage to pull through and move on.

Before Takara could think twice about it she jumped off the high branch. When she hit the water she felt as if a thousand needles had pinched her all over her body, the water was freezing. She opened her eyes and started looking for her precious necklace, she had to find it quick or the current would steal it never to be seen again. When she couldn't hold her breath any longer she went back up for a gulp of air.

Takara then felt as the current got even stronger, this could only mean that a waterfall was near. She dived back into the water and looked for the necklace. She kept looking left and right and up and down, she was starting to get worried that she'll never find it. Then, out of the corner of her eye she saw a faint glimmer, her necklace had sparkled with the little sunlight that was left. As soon as she saw it she started swimming towards it, as fast as she could. But it didn't matter how fast she swam, because the current was pushing it away and she couldn't reach it.

When Takara's hand was inches away from reaching the necklace, she suddenly felt the water stop pushing her forward. She felt as if the time had suddenly stopped. She looked at the necklace and it was now in midair, three inches away. In that second she realized what had happened. She had reached the cliff and she was about to fall twenty-five meters. Her heart gave a strong thud, it even hurt. Her blood turned into ice and she felt her breath hitched up.

She stretched her arm a little more, grabbed the necklace and time started again. It was horrid, she felt as if all her insides were in her throat. The waterfall's massive push made her go even faster down. She only hopped that it was deep enough so that she didn't hit any rocks. And then…she felt as if she hit a concrete floor. She felt as if someone had punched her hard on the face. When she hit the surface, the small breath she was holding was gone, leaving in a fast swarm of bubbles.

She was now being pushed deeper and deeper to the bottom of the lake. She was being twisted and turned in the cold, darkening water. Takara had no idea which way was up…or down. She could not stand it any longer and she unconsciously took in a gulp of water. She started choking on it, and, as hopeless as she was, she stopped fighting. The pull of the waterfall was too great, she wasn't strong enough to fight it. She let the force of the waterfall keep dragging her to the bottom. She gave up, opened her eyes and saw the surface. The white foam of the falling water, the nearby trees that surrounded the lake, they were all too far away now. There was nothing she could do. As soon as she gave up, she saw as the darkness started to envelop the last glimpse of light…

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