AN.

I also forgot to mention a time skip.

Whoops.

Usual warnings.

Also, I'm running out of witty titles.

A year flew by and so did the C-ranks. Six years old and I still couldn't bring myself to do the finishing blow, no matter how hard Orochimaru pushed me. I did occasionally and consciously but it made me feeling like scum. I had to rely on my summons who choked them or made them kill themselves and my poisoned senbons to finish the job while I wasn't looking. Anikosuke told me to take my time but no matter how motherly he was, I knew he was growing impatient in my ineptitude to slit someone's throat or let him absorb all their chakra. I was the killer-for-hire that couldn't kill. It was pathetic. If only I had Naruto's super rare Kekkai Genkai called Tank-no-Jutsu. Usually, if I ever felt like scum I would bury myself in RPG games and playing the piano but since those two guilty pleasures are gone, I buried myself in Jyūken training and genjutsu practice.

In that same year, Orochimaru bid farewell to me and nonchalantly gave me the Snake Summoning Scroll for safe keeping.

I stared at the scroll then at the man who was wearing the Chunin vest I grew accustomed to seeing. He didn't have any travel gear on so I presumed that he would make a stop at one of his laboratories that I never got to see.

Nor do I want to see.

Naked babies floating in ominous waters inside giant test tubes; not a sight I would ever consider embedding in my mind.

"Whether you want to sign it or not is up to you." He waved off as he walked out of the gate. I walked to the Hyūga compound in relative silent, the scroll bundled up in my arms. I opened the door to my room, opened a chest and dumped it in.

I didn't want to sign it yet. I'll only do it if I'm desperate. If I do sign it, I would use the power. That is a fact. The problem is that I'll forever be associated with Orochimaru after he defects and I'm damn well sure little old me couldn't influence the Sannin to change his ways nor do I want him Hokage. Even more so after Konoha Crush. Hyūga would probably protect me, sure but it I would have the same treatment as a Jinchūriki despite only having the power to summon a danger noodle in my sleeve.

Fucking Konoha,

Friendliest town there is.

At least I had Akinosuke for support.

Speaking of the butterfly king, he seemed to take interest in my cursed seal, drug, poison or whatever. The butterflies fluttered anxiously as they landed on my shoulder one night as I was reading a book on the human psychology to help my genjutsu become more believable all the while trying to enhance my chakra control so my World of Butterflies wouldn't be cut off by a fucking pebble or a kunai near my neck.

That is the one story I do not want to tell.

As I read about the different colors and the effects, Akinosuke whispered something to my ear. "I could try sucking all the evil chakra within you." He recommended thoughtfully as I bookmarked the page I was on and favored the conversation about my future Horcrux which I wanted out of my body ASAP. I would try almost anything to get it out. I contemplated on asking Hiruzen but decided against it. We were in a war we were losing. I'm sure if their desperate enough they would do anything to achieve victory. "But what would the effect of Orochimaru's chakra do to you?"

The butterfly on my right shoulder fluttered a bit proudly before biting into my neck, where the evil chakra was supposed to be focused in. It was relieving that Orochimaru himself sealed it up just in case but he could have just removed it all together. I stopped the reflex of wanting to smack it. Akinosuke probably wouldn't approve of that. The butterfly twitched and collapsed on the floor, dead. I rubbed the part where he bit. "It has countermeasures." he reported while another butterfly fluttered out of nowhere and replaced the dead one which poofed away.

"Of course," I sighed and continued reading the paragraph about colors and what they do to us.

I reported in for my not so first D-Rank mission without my mentor, using what I've learnt from books about psychology to enhance my butterfly genjutsu on children (an innocent butterfly just landed on their nose and they fell asleep as they dreamt of a certain boy with a lighting scar on his forehead. What was so wrong about that?), and occasionally helping out in the hospital because I knew how to do and had enough control for the Mystic Palm Jutsu. In weekends, I ran into Rin sometimes who smiled and waved before being ordered again by a badgered nurse.

I was expecting to be given another D-Rank when I entered Hiruzen's office when he smiled up at me. The butterflies around me fluttered anxiously at the weird gesture. "Tokina-chan, how would a C-rank sound?" My min stopped.

Horrible,

"Hokage-sama, Orochimaru-shishou isn't here to supervise me." I stated the obvious to the old man. He nodded. "But I cannot stand and watch an able kunoichi such as yourself to waste away in this village when you could be an asset to the war." He reasoned and handed me a scroll. Oh but I can. My textbook was getting interesting. Besides, who said Medic-nins aren't an asset to the war? You literally taught the best one and you're literally sending a six year old out to who knows where?

"I'm assigning you to a temporary team assignment. Just for this mission." He reassured my nervous self. I bowed and left the office with the devilish scroll in my hands. With a deep sigh and a resignation to my fate, I opened it

Another escort mission near the fire country border. Two days and one night estimated.

Namikaze Minato

Hatake Kakashi

Hyūga Tokina.

Perfect. Absolutely brilliant. I'm going to third wheel on the dynamic duo's thunder.

It would be okay except for the fact that they probably had the worst luck ever and that one of the members hates me. I wouldn't blame Kakashi. I abused his memories about his father.

I just hope he wouldn't let an enemy nin stab me in the back or something.

Hey, don't judge me. He doesn't have character development yet so for now, I have to deal with this little shit.

I pocketed the scroll away, and knowing destiny, they would bomb in at me as I practiced my Jyūken in Training Ground 6. You'll see, they wouldn't even have a logical explanation for why they were in Training Ground 6. They'll just be there and use Talk-no-Jutsu on my ass. I practiced Jyūken and my genjutsu before I felt the butterflies around the perimeter flutter anxiously.

"Hello there, I couldn't help but wonder if your Hyūga Tokina? Orochimaru's apprentice?" A young male introduced, breaking my concentration. I opened my eyes to see the young and lean blonde's voice broke through my concentration. I repressed the pout and instead stood up, butterflies instantly fluttering sound me as they seized up the new guy.

Not that they knew that.

Also, told you so.

Whoever you might be,

I need therapy.

"Ah, yes I am. I assume your Namikaze-san?" I smiled at the Jonin and his little shit. The same guy that unknowingly got me into a hostage situation so that Iwa could get a weakness out of him but he didn't know that and that would make a bad conversation topic. He nodded and beamed. "It seems we'll be teammates for this mission."

The butterfly rested after getting a small generous sample of his chakra. "I believe so." It was nice that someone (or something) was looking out for me. Even if they are paranoid little shits. "Anyway, I would like to introduce you to your other teammate, Hatake Kakashi but he insisted on getting ready." He exasperatedly confessed.

Eh, just like him to avoid confrontation.

"Ah, its fine Namikaze-san. We were…"

Opponents?

Rivals?

Did he even consider me as a rival?

Probably not, maybe a nuisance or something,

"Batch mates." I finished with a smile. He raised an eyebrow as I chuckled bemusedly, desperate to change the subject of our failed relationship. "So when do we meet up for the mission, Namikaze-san?" I asked professionally, wanting to go back to my genjutsu practice.

He looked thoughtful for a second. "Village gate at 6am?" He asked me. Not like I had a choice. You are the team leader.

I nodded. "Okay. See you then, Namikaze-san." I said politely. He looked like he had something more to say but decided against it. He waved and teleported away.

Well that happened.

I sat back down; pushing back all the worried thoughts I had for the mission and channeled my chakra once more, focusing on the memory of music, happiness and tickling ivories. After doing a lot of hand seals I clapped my hands.

"Mangyekō Illsuion: World of Butterflies." I muttered to myself. The grass and sky fluttered away like butterfly wings, being replaced by people watching a single asian girl play Canon in D. I smiled at the memory as the girl fumbled through the piece.

I reached the village gate at around 5:40 am. My small pack rustled with the things I need to survive two days and a night away from the village. I replenished my senbons and kunai while my shuriken pouch still remained unused, being glorified fidget spinners. The duo gave an assessing glance, the smaller one scoffing and the taller one casually waving. I waved back, a butterfly persistently on my finger.

"Namikaze-san." A smile, "Hatake-san." A sneer, "Good morning." I greeted my temporary teammates with a bow. Kakashi rolled his eyes but Minato's grin seemed to get even wider. "Tokina-chan." Ah, so we're in first name basis, eh pretty boy? "This is Hatake Kakashi."

The boy in question snorted obnoxiously. "We met. I beat her in the genin exams." He reminded with a proud huff.

Wow. So much for thinking he was mature. No wonder Obito thought he was a bastard.

I gave him a tightlipped smile. Minato looked exasperated at the silver haired genin's excuse for mannerisms and formalities. We went out the gate and immediately ran into our escorts in professional silence.

That was until Minato wanted to gauge my skill with an innocent "So, Tokina-chan. What can you do?" He asked mid-sprint.

"Well, I can use genjutsu and know Hyūga taijutsu and sparse medic-ninjutsu. I mostly focus on my genjutsu, though." I didn't need to say about my butterfly summons. I think it was a given seeing that a kaleidoscope was following me everywhere. He made a sound of acknowledgment.

"You must have excellent chakra control then." Minato praised as he hummed.

Kakashi snorted a knowing snort.

Its weird how there are different tunes of snorts. Disgusting, but amazing as well. I knew what a shady snort was; Obito did that shit on a daily basis.

"I guess," was my answer as our idle chit-chat died down when we met up with the other ninjas.

Welp, here it goes.

When we needed to take break for the night, and after our camps were made, we had the issue of trust despite being fellow Konoha-nin. Basically, Kakashi did not trust me to successfully guard them while they sleep when I literally have the Byakugan and butterfly summons that could report shit to me instantly from point A to point B.

he wanted first watch while they settled me into second, our "clients" needed all the rest they can get. It was diplomatic business. Hiruzen still wasn't giving up in the whole peace business, though. How can we achieve peace when this little shit right there thought I was inept just because I lost some rag-tag duel?!

Minato did look apologetic for his behavior though.

He should since the little shit threw pebbles at me to wake me up. I glared up at him, fixed my hair and activated my Byakugan with a huff. He looked completely clueless on what he did while my own kaleidoscope fluttered around me irritably. I sat down on the branch and scanned the area, parts of the butterfly king scattering and favoring a monarch to rely information to me as his personal mouth piece.

"I want to drain him till he wilts." The monarch chirped, promising a peaceful death. It was a shame how I shared the sentiments. "Let's be the mature once here." He rolled my mildly groggy eyes at the monarch. The night continued on like that before one butterfly relayed something on the last minutes of my shift.

Dammit,

"Enemy ninja approaching the left. Proceeding to trap, ensnare and drain." I nodded and quietly jumped off the branch. Okay, follow the protocol when an enemy-nin decides to be a hero. Wake the rest and distract the intruder. I made a swarm of butterflies wake the ninja up as I proceeded to the threat. I trust that my personal summon would ensnare the target.

Who needs dogs anyway?

When I reached there, the man's eyes were diluted as butterflies landed in different parts of his body, a pink monarch innocently resting on his head. I began the Mangeykō Illusion: World of Butterflies.

The night banished as my head temporarily hosted some of his memories. The butterflies signaled that the nin were awake and following them. Okay then, distract while I trap.

The muscular man blinked up at a familiar kitchen. "What? But how did I...?"

While my hands remained clasped, I focused on the memory and illusion while the butterflies relayed information and made sure that there was only one enemy nin. The door opened to a pregnant woman who looked at the man lovingly as she caressed her bulging stomach.

"Yato-kun. You're finally here." Her gentle voice greeted the man named Yato. He had tears in his eyes. "D-darling!" He stuttered and ran up to her, hugging her.

"They have him surrounded. You may drop the genjutsu now. Good work by the way, of you continue this than you'll master the rest of the Mangyekō series faster than I expected." A young and pleasant voice was heard throughout the illusion that wasn't heard by the man who was busy having a heartfelt reunion that made my heart churn.

Welp, I can cut the genjutsu now, though.

I am so going to feel like scum after this.

She kissed the muscular man on the cheek and looked at him a sadly, as if begging for forgiveness. "I'm sorry." She apologized as she fluttered into butterflies.

"Wh-what?!"

The world gave way and fluttered back near me, revealing the now awake man who was now surrounded by ninja. The butterflies landed in me as they began using his chakra to replenish the jutsu I used to trap him in the illusion. Minato patted my shoulder. "Good work." He smiled at me.

Before throwing a plain kunai on his forehead.

I turned away abruptly and tensed. That went from zero to one hundred real quick! I composed myself as the butterflies around me fluttered to my rescue, giving of a soothing genjutsu aura. I guess there was no room for interrogations or prisoners. The man had ninja level chakra (reported my Byakugan) but no sigil of the sorts. It would have been nice to know why he left his wife for this mission.

I deeply sighed. I was being irrational.

No I was not.

Dead body.

Ew.

"Excellent genjutsu, Tokina-chan!" The blonde praised

Damn straight it was excellent genjutsu. I studied to make it damn realistic as possible. I had to multi-task controlling the genjutsu while focusing Akinosuke just in case someone was going to sneak up on my ass and make sure that the ninja followed the damn trail of butterflies while focusing on the script of his wife, her word patterns all the while pouring chakra to keep the illusion alive.

I couldn't help but feel guilty by using his wife, his home, his peace so it would ultimately kill him. He had a pregnant wife to take care of. Where they rich? Where they poor? Using a fantasy they want so much as my killing tool, does that make me the same as them the killers? I didn't kill him, Minato did. I just orchestrated it. Did that made me a conspirator?

I'm not a murderer. I'm not.

"Thank you, Namikaze-san. I've been practicing." I accepted the praise with gratitude despite the turmoil in my mind. I'm going to forget all about his life anyway. The butterflies will make sure of that. Will he be remembered? Will his wife kill herself when the news of her husband is now another number added to the Yellow Flash's body count?

"Don't think about it too deeply." Akinosuke softly recommended. I nodded absentmindedly. He was right, there was nothing I could have done. I should have made his last dream a happy one.

"Tokina-chan? Is something wrong?" The blonde asked worriedly, eliciting a curious glance from his apprentice. We were to have a brief break before leaving to Konoha. Everything's wrong. I just killed off a family member of a three cell happy family of Iwa.

"Nothing's wrong, Namikaze-san." I pleasantly smiled to the worried Jonin. He didn't need to know my inner turmoil. Nobody needed to know. He nodded reluctantly as I made my way to the bathroom. I washed my face to get out of the funk I was in. I shouldn't question my morals here. A dark chocolate haired girl with lavender eyes stared back at me as two white and blue monarchs fluttered beside her.

"Don't worry, you'll forget about his life. I'll make sure of it." Akinosuke gently said through his butterfly mouthpiece. I nodded. "Thank you."

Kakashi, who made his presence known, snorted again.

After that, we continued the mission without the third shift. With the secret missive delivered, Minato congratulates is on a job well done as we made our way back to Konoha in professional silence.

I finally understood why Naruto used his Talk-no-Jutsu on people he knew had really bad circumstances.

AN.

I actually had big plans for this chapter.

had because I saw what was up next in the docx.

This one did not want to be edited honestly. I kinda feel I could have done more or something but whatever. It's feels boring in my opinion. Oh well, end of the semester break. Shame, really. I wanted to play more Skyrim. Back with the usual programming now. Enjoy Life :)