The Black Rose Assassin 2012-2016 (REWRITTEN)

Chapter 2 ~EDITED~

New chapter done guys!! I was so scared cause my house had a black out when I was almost done with this edited chapter and I thought I had lost everything I wrote but it was safe and I found it again. There are 3126 words in this chapter, around 2000 more than the last. There is new infor regarding Kira/Renee's past (though it be small) and a small new POV change with Iruka that is pertnent to the story and has a little bit of foreboding. I hope you like it. Love yall - Izzie (Footnotes at the bottom of the russian Kira/Renee used, translated.)

I woke up in a strange room, presumably my new room while I'm stuck here in this world. I slowly sat up and slid out of bed stumbling to what I assumed was the closet. I tiredly opened it up to surprisingly see all boys clothes.  

'What the hell! ... Oh yeah... I forgot everyone thinks I'm a boy.' 

I shrugged, Kakashi must have gotten me clothes while I was at the academy. In boy terms I was actually pretty small and 'girlish' so all the close in here were small for a boys. I smirked as I picked out a dark midnight blue shirt and black shorts, I wonder how long till they notice I'm a girl. I mean it's not like I'm trying to act like a boy making my voice more masculine, trying to hide my gender, I'm just acting as I normally would.

I  walked to the bathroom to get dressed, I caught sight of my appearance and looked in the mirror. My hair was short and disheveled that it actually looked like a boys instead of being straight. I loved my old hair length, it's gonna take some time before it grows out to it's original length by the back of my knees. I frowned and stared at my eyes, they were now blue instead of the golden hazel they used to be. I shrugged and left the bathroom grabbing the blue ninja shoes by the door pulling them on. I looked at myself in the full body mirror on the closet door looking at my outfit fully, the shirt was smaller than the shirt I was wearing yesterday. Which, might I add, was so big they hid my boobs; now you could see them and my figure looked like a girls. I couldn't have that happen, it would ruin my little game so I searched in the medicine cabinet behind the mirror to find white medical gauze. I lifted up my shirt and wrapped my chest till it looked completely flat.

"There that's the only thing I'm gonna hide. Nothing else and we'll see how long it takes them. Though this is kind of uncomfortable." I said as I pulled my shirt down, and exited the bathroom.

I decided to leave some of my weapons here and keep my small knives and shuriken, tucking the knives in my shoes and the shuriken in my waist band. When I was completely ready I ran down stairs to the kitchen. Kakashi wasn't up yet, obviously, so I decided to take the time to cook breakfast. I started up three different burners and placed three different pans on them, adding a slab of butter to each of them. I then went to the fridge and rummaged through all the ingredients to get what I needed. I mixed a bowl of eggs and milk till it looked completely yellow and sat it to the side, then I grabbed the pancake mix and followed the instructions on the box and made enough for four pancakes sitting the bowl by the eggs. I opened up a pack of bacon and placed six on the pan allowing them to sizzle and crack; while the bacon was cooking I poured the eggs in their own respective pan scrambling them until perfection and split them evenly on two plates. It was time to flip the bacon yet so I started on the pancakes, whistling songs from my own world. By the time I had to complete pancakes I flipped the bacon and continued on with the last pancakes, when I finished those I placed two on each of our respective plates. Lastly was the bacon and when I saw they were a perfect combination of chewy and crunchy goodness I took them off the burner placing three on each plate. By the time I was completely finished with breakfast and was turning off the burners, Kakashi came down stairs. I turned and looked at him placing his plate in front of him; he looked at the breakfast plate like it was from another world.