A/N: Again, my story is not the same as the original, as I did not create the original and therefore I have no right to copy it directly. Besides, how boring would it be for people who already know what’s gonna happen? ;)
And again, I explain jutsus like I understand them to work. If you don’t agree, formulate your own explanation in your mind :)
Also, sorry that it's such a long time period between the adding of new chapters. School just makes me bleh, so I'm too lazy to update. And my computer crashed, so I have to use my bf's. -___-
Anyhoo, enjoy ^^
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My excitement from what is happening nearly engulfs me. Sakura takes me to the Third Traning Ground, where she first became a Genin. Seeing it in real life, along with the fact that Sakura-san and I are now alone, is enough to enable me to use my voice again.
"This is so AWESOME!" I yell, jumping up and sitting on one of the three logs, the one to which Naruto was strapped during their survival training. Sakura-san looks at me in surprise.
"I thought you can’t talk," she says, a slight edge to her voice.
"I can talk, just not in front of strangers," I say simply. "It’s a long story, one I don’t have time for now." I think to myself. They’re bound to have finished the mission by tomorrow afternoon, so I’ll have to train through the night and make sure I’m back at the base by noon.
"Do you have a curfew?" she asks, confused. "Listen, who are you? That sword doesn’t look native-"
"I’m not," I interrupt. "I told you. I can’t tell you anything more about me other than my name. Please, I need your help. I need you to train me throughout the night. Surely you have something to keep us awake for a few hours. I have to be back by noon tomorrow and I don’t know when I’ll be able to come back here. It might be a month, or more. Please."
"Why did you come here, then, if you’re not allowed to?" she presses.
I swear. "Listen to me carefully. I cannot tell you anything about myself. That includes where I come from, why I can’t talk in front of strangers, the origin of my sword and anything else related. They will kill me if they found out that I let anything leak out ?and don’t ask me who,?I add when I see she’s about to interrupt. "You’re bound to ask, so I’ll just tell you. I want to become a medic nin because I need to better my control of my chakra, and I don’t get enough training where I live now. I need more. I need to become stronger, if not to keep myself safe forever, but to keep myself alive, at least."
I exaggerated a little on the last note. I know I’m safe as long as I follow Pein’s orders, but considering the fact that I’m not following them, I might as well be able to defend myself as well as possible.
"Fine," she sighs. "How many techniques can you do already??
"One," I tell her, flushing, thinking about Kisame-sensei trying to teach me something new. "The water clone. But I can also walk on walls and water, and hide my signature. My chakra control is fairly good. But, before we continue, would you mind fixing my wrist?"
"What happened??she asks, approaching me.
"It broke.?
She nods, knowing better now than to ask questions. I watched silently as her green chakra healed my aching wrist. It takes longer than I thought it would, perhaps because I left it so long. When she finishes, she says. "Tsunade-sama first had me try to save a fish’s life-"
"Don’t make me do that into the night," I tell her. "I can practice that back home. Just show me what to do and I’ll practice it another time.?
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Fighting With One's Self
FanfictionMy friend Yume and I decide to become ninjas. We stumble upon an organization called Akatsuki, who agrees to train us but only if we agree to join them, but could there be a reason for that?
