The Life of Itachi's Daughter: Book 1 [UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING]

Chapter Five

Mizuki's POV
I opened my eyes to see a bright ceiling. I closed them again when my head began to pound. I could hear my stomach growling for some food. I opened my eyes again and sat up, alarmed that I hadn't processed where I was. I remember passing out when I saw a huge wall with doors. I remember hearing from dad that those were hidden villages and they were scattered and divided into five nations. I couldn't believe I had found one.

I looked around me when I noticed a basket of fruit. My stomach began to growl even louder but I wasn't sure if I was allowed to eat it. I could feel my blood race as my heart pounded in my chest. The anxiety of unfamiliar feelings flooded my mind.

"You know you can eat those right?" a voice spoke and I quickly moved my head in their direction. I saw a man with silver hair and a book in his hand. He had a headband with the leaf symbol on it covering his left eye. He was wearing a long blue sleeved shirt and black pants with blue ninja boots. He also had a masks covering half of his lower face.

I glanced around to see if I could find my backpack. Every inch of my body telling me to attack and run.

"Um, thank you." I said softly quickly looking away. I made a grab for an apple when i heard the sound of a door opening.

I didn't look up. Instead I bit into the apple cautiously, observing both men, that now stood in the room in front of me, from behind my bangs.

What did they want from me?

"How long has it been since you last ate?" a new voice asked. I looked up to meet the old man with a pipe in his mouth. There was something about the air around him. It made me uneasy and put me on my guard. It was an air that my father had whether he knew it or not. A presence that demanded respect.

"I don't know. Why does it matter?" I asked looking at my hands on my lap. While I was actually thinking of ways to get out of there. Some part of me felt like I was in danger but the other part was telling me not to run.

"Four days ago, we found you. It matters if you want to live." the old man said.

"Then almost two weeks." I said quietly. Almost two weeks since mama died. Two weeks of not finding daddy. Tears threaten to escape my eyes but I blinked them away. I was not going to cry in front of strangers. Especially them, there was something in their eye that told me they knew something that I didn't. For some reason that bothered me.

"Who are you and who are your parents?" Kakashi asked me nicely. I looked at him, but really looked at him. I wanted to see if I could feel like I could trust him and the old man with that information. I narrowed my eyes at them my body tensed as though already preparing to attack. I just couldn't bring myself to trust them.

They had an idea of who my parents were. They were just asking as though to confirm who they believe it is.

"What are you going to do to me if I don't tell you?" I asked defensively clutching my hands into fists.

"We need to know if you are a danger to this village or not. That requires for us to know who you are and who your parents are."the old man said in a much softer tone. He sat next to me as though encouraging me to trust him.

However, that only seemed to make my blood spike and I was about to strike the old man with my fist when the silver haired ninja clutch my fist in his hand. I looked at him in shock when the next second he had me pinned.