namikaze girl ! k. hatake

two.

pinning the veil to the side of my head, i took another glance into the mirror at my covered body. i had managed to hide my hair and face, apart from my glowing blue eyes that gave me a strong fear of my father staring at me.

it was naruto's birthday. he was turning sixteen. i was prepared to fight all of konoha to see his face again, to remind myself of what my purpose has been for the last sixteen years. i had spent the last week crying that by now i was dried out, though still feeling the ache in my heart. i was certain he had yet to know of me, although i didn't intend to reveal that to him just yet.

first, though, i intended to speak with danzo; prove to the old man that i was still living, breathing, and deadly over naruto's wellbeing. the moment i had dreamed of, making that frail excuse of a man kneel before me to beg for mercy. i never allowed the hatred in my heart tear at my admiration for konoha, only him.

i placed flimsy contacts over each of my eyes, knowing kakashi, if i had the chance to run into him, would certainly recognize the eyes. i supposed people would find out from my chakra signature, though i intended to leave before i could trigger any senses.

my body was covered, seeming as though i had came straight from the blazing heat of the sand village. the veiling fell before my feet, covering each inch of my body, and hopefully ease my general concern that someone would suspect me too early on.

danzo would know i was coming, or at least he should. he knew for certain that i visited the hidden leaf during naruto's birthday's, though never this invasive. for the last three years, naruto trained with master jiraiya, whom would have killed me if i dared to approach them. now, however, nothing would stop me. jiraiya was out again, wandering the land.

opening my eyes, i was back at the land of fire, kneeling down to pry the kunai from the branch of a tree. i had left it there days ago, plotting my arrival since. looking upwards, the kunai in the branch above me remained stuck in the tree, ensuring me that i could leave at any given moment. i didn't want to hurt or alarm anyone - except danzo - but i would if need be.

i moved, heading directly for the trail leading towards the front gates. my nerves wouldn't cease, striking each part of my body into a trembling state as my vision became set on a ninja standing gaurd at the front gate; iruka.

i knew better than to make a move towards him, certain that he had an easy way in alarming other ninja, likely having backup within seconds. his eyes bored into mine, though not seeming as uncertain as i stared back at him. of course he didn't budge, clearly wanting to question me before stepping foot into konoha.

"hey, what's your name?" his voice was stern and strong, clearly protective over his territory as i stopped in front of him. batting my lashes towards him, i quickly decided i wouldn't be able to slip by him so easily.

"hikari, i'm visiting from the hidden sand," i stated, careful not to sound so eager as iruka's stern face seemed to subside before me. his eyes stayed locked with mine, and, if i was so naive, i would think he found me pretty.

"the hidden sand? i haven't been told of any visit from them. . ." he slowly stated, though still softly grinning as he looked at me. the amount of clothing covering me forced my body to break into sweat, or, at least, that's what i told myself.

"yeah. . . it's possible you haven't heard because i don't possess any ninja ability. . . i suppose i'm not much of a threat," i stated, attempting to force a girly giggle from my lips as i spoke. iruka smiled, showing teeth, quickly leading me to believe he would attempt to test my words.

"no ninja ability? you came all this way, alone?" he questioned as i slowly approached closer to the still shinobi. i nodded along, quickly blinking my eyes once more, as if to bow before him.