Dawn set, the sun began rising in the east and the incessant chirping of the birds began. I followed a dirt path through a forest, that path led me to the entrance of my destination. Konoha.

As I grew closer to the entrance my attention was caught by a boy with red hair and dark eyes. He stopped in his tracks and looked at me. I was frozen, I couldn't speak or move and my heart began to thump. Why do I feel so weird? We stood there for only a few seconds but it felt like an eternity that I stared into those perfect blue eyes. He adverted them and walked right on passed me.

What's wrong with me? Wait a second, what's wrong with me? What's wrong with him? Does he not find me attractive! He walked right passed me without uttering a word! Who in the hell do he think he is?!

I turned around to give him a piece of my mind but as soon as I did he was gone. A lump developed in my throat, I don't know if it was because I'm upset with him or upset at the fact that I froze up back there.

When I finally put that little episode behind me I walked to the entrance and peered in. I was sure Konoha wouldn't welcome back a rogue with open arms but I didn't care. I walked in and overheard the two gate guards talking.

"Kotetsu, the Hokage needs us...once again."

A guy with a bandage over his nose sighed deeply and rose from his seat. "Izumo, I'd rather continue guarding the entrance. I mean, you never know when terrorist will come to rape our women and eat our children."

Izumo grabbed Kotetsu by the ear and began dragging him away.

I walked in after the two men were gone. Those two have been inseparable for as long as I could remember. I wasn't trying to be noticed at all so I took the alleys and secluded ways until I got to Danzo. I've known him for the few years I served as Captain of the ANBU after Itachi resigned.

Being a second cousin to the Uchiha brothers Danzo was actually the one to draft me as a member of the ANBU. My abilities as a sharingan user matched Itachi's and I nearly perfected the Mangekyou technique, though killing my best friend wasn't exactly what I wanted to do.

"Aiko?"

I immediately snapped out of the past and yanked my head around so quickly I almost broke my neck. At first I didn't recognise the voice because of the outfit being worn but as my eyes adjusted I noticed who it was. Once I realized who the blonde-haired, blue eyed, busty woman was I turned back around and continued walking.

"Will you at least hear me out?"

I tightend my fist, I wanted nothing more than to beat the shit out of her but something urged me not to. I tried to swallow my anger but that big knot that formed in my throat before was back. How dare she even utter my name. She has no right to speak to me, words can't even amount to the hatred I feel. My heart pounded and even my stomach tightend but I still used all my strength to restrain myself.

"Aiko, I'm sorry for everything."

I became livid at the sound of that, my eyes began to well up with tears but not because I was sad but of anger.

"Sorry? Sorry isn't going to change the past, sorry isn't going to undo everything that happend, sorry isn't going to bring anyone back!" I turned around and headed back to her. "It's been ten years since I've last seen you, ten years since you've abandoned me and your family! You don't know what I been through, what anyone has been through. You just can't waltz back into my life and expect to get off with a sorry. You don't understand how much I hate you! But I guess money and booze is worth a hell of a lot more than your own daughter. Where's auntie Shizune and that damn pig, are they here too? Shit! I can't even think straight anymore, I'm done crying and hoping that you would come back because now that you're here I know that you weren't even worth it."

Her eyes toned down and I could see the pain she felt but I didn't care. When I finished speaking she couldn't even look me in the eye. To make a long story short, Tsunade is my mother, or was my mother but now she's just Tsunade, when I was younger my older siblings would take care of me and my younger sister. Tsunade was never around. Even though she was never there I still saw her as my mother. When she did get home she was drunk and would pass out but when she was sober she was the best mom a kid could have, she played with us, taught us things, and loved us. One day that all ended when she decided to go with Shizune to gamble and drink, free of family and ties and responsiblity. I'm still convinced that Tsunade was the brains of that operation. In the care of our father my older siblings split and with my younger sister dead before that time I was left alone.

"I'm not giving up." she responded.

"You've already given up." I turned back around back around. You know what, Tsunade? Go to hell."