I don't own Naruto. If I did, ninjas wouldn't wear those weird fucking toe sandals. If you're doing badass ninja stuff, you do not want to get your toenails ripped off. What was Kishimoto thinking?This whole story is mostly just for practice, but here you go. One steaming hot pile of word vomit for your pleasure.

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健忘症

Kenbōshō

Amnesia

Asuka is a perfectly normal 12 year old, with a very happy life. She might have bit of a temper and a tendency to punch holes in things, but she also has a very loving family. Her grandpa Tazuna has a bit of a drinking problem, but he always brings her cool things home and tells her interesting shinobi stories. Her mama always seems a little bit sad, but never fails to care for Asuka when she gets in scuffles with the other kids. Asuka even has a little brother named Inari. Whenever Asuka has a bad day and starts to believe what the neighbors whisper about her, Inari is there to cheer her up. Everything is almost perfect, so why does she feel a little empty?

She is fishing near the Great Naruto Bridge when the boys start yelling at her. Like always, she freezes up. When they start throwing rocks Asuka puts her fishing pole down, but she doesn't move. She knows that if she fights back she will end up breaking their bones. Last time she'd cracked several of Torus ribs and mama had made her apologize to him. She didn't want to cause trouble, but when one of the braver ones tries to punch her, Asuka reacts. He is pitifully slow and she is feeling particularly angry. Her fist hits his face with a solid smack. Asuka hears the crunch before she feels the pain. The boy reels back and with a sense of satisfaction she sees that his nose is crooked. The satisfaction dulls slightly when she realizes she's probably messed up her hand too, and there is still four more boys she has to punch. Eager to avenge their friend, the boys fly at her. Asuka hits one more, wincing at the new bolt of pain that seizes her arm, and managed to kick another's stomach. The boy on the ground grabs her foot, and Asuka is pulled down. Her head meets concrete and everything blurs. She doesn't even have time to get up before a boot meets her chest. 'Mama is going to be mad at me. I don't want her to hate me.' Asuka ignores the part of her mind that says she should get up and hurt them. Fighting the anger boiling inside of her, Asuka curles into a ball and trys to ignore the pain that stabs at her with each kick.

Asuka gets home after dinner. Her eyes meet brown ones and her heart stutteres at the disappointment there. Her mama's voice is angry, "Did you bother the dock kids again?" Akio mutters,"...didn't try." Her mama sighs and pulls the medical supplies of its shelf. Asuka hopes mama won't decide to talk while wrapping her broken fingers, but she starts telling the same story Asuka hears every time she gets in a fight. "Only a few months ago your grandpa finished building the Great Naruto Bridge. Before that, no one had enough to support their families. The day after we celebrated the bridges opening, we found you under it. You were like a gift, the perfect symbol of the wealth we get from the bridge. Because of it, I could afford to keep you as the second child I always wanted. You are a precious gift. You just scare the others a bit. Don't let them rile you up next time. I can't afford any more medical bills" Asuka can't count the times she's heard this speech. She use to think it meant she was special, but now she can't help but wonder if her first family threw her away. Her past is completely blank but if someone else wanted her, they should've came to get her by now. So, she stands up and thanks her mom for wrapping her fingers, then heads out the door without another word.

Her feet automatically head to the gravestones. When no one else is around, Tazuna will tell her stories about the man and boy buried here. Zabuza and Haku, fierce ninja who had tried to destroy the bridge. After she gets into fights, she'll head out to the forest to sit in the clearing and stare at their graves. The spot is marked by a giant sword and what looks like pieces of a broken mask. After Tazuna told her about the swordsman, Asuka did everything she could to find out more about him. When she closes her eyes she can picture a hulking man with a serious face. Asuka sits by the graves until the light reflecting of the sword is orange from the sunset, daydreaming about a man who would praise her when she broke other people's bones and a friend who was proud of her strength. Then Asuka picks herself up and tucks away any bitterness she feels towards her family. By the time she gets home, the sun has set and Asuka is once again a normal 12 year old girl.

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And it's finally done. I beat my writers block after sooo many weeks. I have a whole new appreciation for people who write well written, on time chapters that are longer then 1000 words. It's way harder then I thought. If anyone who reads this is a serious writer, you have my respect. Seriously, thank you for providing me with free entertainment