What happens when Tsuki has had everything ripped away from her until she is nothing more than a slave and weapon to Orochimaru? And what will she do when her world changes through a sudden encounter with Konoha's Copy Ninja, Kakashi Hatake? Friends...
[(Warning! - Violence, Bad Language, Limes, and mild Lemons!) * Breaking Through to My Heart is influenced by Naruto and Naruto: Shippuden. But, it won't follow the exact storyline. I've changed a couple shinobi's ages around, taken some events and used them, and made some events that never happened.*Notice: All the Naruto characters do not belong to me, nor do the places, except for the Hanahara family, the Hidden Village of the Blossoms, and a few other characters.] **Also, as a forewarning, this is a chapter that contains sensitive material [sexual abuse/physical abuse/emotional abuse/rape/rapish implications].
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The full moon was shining brightly in the dark sky as I stepped out of the shadows, leaning against one of the tall trees that surrounded the Hidden Village of the Blossoms. I looked above me as my sixteen year old apprentice silently landed on the branch above me. His smile flashed through the dark, "Everyone is ready, Sensei."
I couldn't help but feel the rush of excitement as it rushed through my body. Killing was one of my favourite things to do. I nodded and stepped away from the tree. "Give them the signal then, Kabuto. The time is perfect. I don't want any man, woman, or child spared. Except for the girl of course, but I'll be dealing with the Hanahara family personally... you just watch my back."
Kabuto nodded and instantly cupped his hands, sending out the call of an owl. Eight echoes followed before Kabuto jumped down beside me and nodded. "I'll be right behind you."
I grinned and quickly slid through the darkness and into the village. It wasn't long after that before the first scream could be heard throughout the village. The guards in the bell tower instantly began ringing the damn annoying thing, waking the shinobi and the rest of the village up. One of the shinobi stumbled out of his house and into my path, trying to quickly make the seals for an earth-based jutsu. I growled and struck out, my fist slamming through his chest until it stuck out the back. The shinobi tried to speak but couldn't. I just smiled down at him and twisted my arm out. "To slow." Turning to face Kabuto as my bloodthirsty shinobi ran around murdering everyone, I smiled before licking at the blood that was now dripping down my arm. "Looks like this might be the easiest village I've ever taken over."
Kabuto sighed and stepped forward with a clean handkerchief, wiping at the blood on my arm. "You always like being messy don't you, Sensei."
I narrowed my eyes but stayed silent as he finished his ministrations. Once he was done he tucked the bloody handkerchief into one of his pockets and smiled up at me. I reached up and tousled his hair before turning away and running towards the Hanahara Manor. I knew Kabuto would follow so I didn't say anything. Blood was pooled in many places along the pathways and cold lifeless eyes of the villagers stared up at me. This mayhem only widened my grin. I had just stepped into the Hanahara compound when three of the shinobi guarding the entrance jumped me from above. A chuckle escaped my mouth as two of the three crumpled to the ground with Kabuto's kunai buried in their necks. I caught the remaining shinobi by the throat and proceeded to rip it away from him, enjoying the feeling of his blood running down my wrist. "Poor thing. You're like a fly to me, nothing more." His eyes, already glazing over, just stared at me in disbelief before I dumped his body to the ground. The rustling of feet brought my attention away from the body to look up at the shinobi who had massed together to protect their leader.
