"Why do I do this? Over and over, like a cycle on repeat, I can't stop. But I never go through with it. Why do I feel like this? Unwanted, unloved, I feel like I'm a burden, just deadweight that they continue to carry." -Anonymous.
Hi, I'm Y/n Yagi, I like a variety of things and dislike a few, I'm s/c with h/c hair and e/c eyes. My last name, Yagi, is from one of my ancestors, he was said to be a great person, often inspiring many people, old and young. They say he made people feel safe, loved and protected.
Though I never had a chance to meet him, he died when my grandfather was born. But that's okay, Yagi isn't even my real last name, it's just what I've chosen to go by. Unfortunately due to how late in the year my birthday was, they wouldn't allow me to join academy because I was "Too young" in their words.
Which is completely stupid because not even two weeks in I would've turned six years old and met the requirements, however they were adamant that I not join simply because I was too young. Currently we are starting back in the past, just a little far back, I know, I know, you're probably here for an epic love story between two ninjas who share some similarities.
However I'm not just going to skip right to it, this is a slow-burn in a way, or maybe not. I don't really know what to call it, but we will be starting in the year I joined the academy. The next year I was able to join academy, but obviously because I would turn seven not even two weeks after the start of the school year that would make me older than the rest of my classmates.
Now I'm not saying it's a bad thing, it's just... kinda annoying. Now we're in class, Iruka, our teacher was going on about a lecture, one of the first jutsu methods he taught us. Of course the whole time the girls were gushing over Sasuke, I sighed and shook my head, not understanding what was going on inside their heads.
Yeah, sure, he was pretty... okay. Not exactly my type, you may be thinking "Don't deny it, you know you like him." Or "If not Sasuke, then who could it be?" To answer your question, it's his older brother, Itachi Uchiha, the young man was not only talented but beautiful as well. I mean are all Uchiha canonically attractive? Yes, they are little me, very much, I mean take a look at their ancestor Indra Otsutsuki.
Too much? Oops, anyways back to the story. The whole time all I can think about is "How could you all so carelessly blush over Sasuke? I mean, don't you worry about your grades? Do you want to fail class simply over a small crush?" Unbelievable, I feel so disappointed in my generation. Girls let their crushes hold so much power over them, they allow it to get in the way of their education.
Sure, I've had crushes, but I never let that affect my grades or my social life in school, I was determined to pass this class, to become one of the best. Not because I wanted to, but because I knew I was capable of achieving that, no matter what. I would graduate from academy earlier than most my age, I would become genin, and rise through the ranks.
I would push myself past my limits, break down my body and build it back up again, like working out, you train your muscles to go past their limits, you break them and they come back stronger. Sure it's painful but you get stronger, that's progress, failing over and over until you succeed. The pain is worth it and the scars are just reminders of what you've accomplished, the experience you've gained.
Iruka had handed out a test earlier, a few people were quick to scribble their answers down and turn them in, thinking if they were the first they'd get the highest marks. I scoff at the thought, how stupid are they? I mean isn't it obvious? I take my time with my answers, I got done fairly early but decided to double check my work, triple and then quadruple before turning it in.
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Uchiha's Property
FanfictionThis story is about a young girl, Yagi Y/n (You). Her story, the friends she makes along the way and the person she becomes. Y/n is a determined young lady, she knows what she wants, she knows she can get what she wants and she isn't afraid to stand...