Choices: Kakashi's Daughter

Chapter 5

Akuma POV

Right now I'm walking down the streets of the leaf being escorted by Ibiki, flanked by three ANBU in the shadows. My eyes glazed over, turning the new info I've acquired in my mind. So Kakashi's my father... I honestly don't know how to feel about that. He is a great ninja, by word of the bingo books, but he skipped out on mother. Though... mission comes first so I couldn't really put much pressure on him and he didn't know of my existence... plus the only time she was a mother was before I was born.

Sighing, I feel someone touch my shoulder which makes my metal go to the person's neck, as I slowly coming back to reality. 

My eyes follow up the arm to see it was just Ibiki. However, my mind has kicked into survival mode, seeing him as a threat. I glare and make my metal hover over his vital points in a floating cloud noose. I growl.

"Kid, unless you want to be killed by ANBU, I suggest you control your metal," Ibiki said with a glare.

I look at him harder, shoving my survival instincts out of the way and draw back my metal fully realizing its Ibiki. My head starts to throb and I sway a little.

"Kid, you OK?" Ibiki asks. Stiffening, I grab my belt and glare in front of me.

"I'm fine," my head slowly returns to normal.

He looks at me for another second before turning and continuing walking to where ever he plans on going. Though in my eye he looks like he'll walk to hell, backhand the devil, and walk out... that crazy. His chakra shivered a menacing aura around him, making people instinctively shield from him.

The man was more interesting than I thought... plus he smelled like blood and pine tree that had a sharp kick of spice.

So here I am, following this lunatic with three ANBU radiating how tense they are, down some unknown street. This sounds like the part where I scream rape and cry like an innocent girl... I actually think people will believe it with the look on Ibiki's face. I inwardly giggle.

I bump into a wall.... excuse me I meant Ibiki, cause he was a genius and stopped in the middle of the road. Looking up with a glare, I see he has a satisfied smirk on his face that made me want to slice it off.

"Lack of concentration will get you killed kid," Ibiki said with the smirk growing wider.

"You know that smirk on your face will never land you a girl, cause if I was normal I would scream rape and people would believe me after looking at you. I'd stick to tortureville instead of smartassville, trying new things could get you killed you know," I said with an emotionless face. I turned to feel the ANBU chakra spike with disbelief that I'd actually spoken to this male like that.

Ibiki was glaring, "You little..... Never mind you will be living in apartment 216A on the third floor. Necessities have already been placed," Along with a chakra surveillance barrier," and you will be starting the academy tomorrow. Class starts at 8:30 and ends at 3:00, you are expected to show up each day as promised with the Hokage. The graduation exams are in two days, so you have to sit in class for one day then the next is the graduation exam. After that, on the third day, you will show up to the classroom and be placed on a genin team. Understood?"

I nod and ask, "Hai," tilting my head, "What does the leaf teach their genin?"

He grunts, "We teach them the history of the leaf, all levels of academics, battle strategies, and briefly go over the surrounding villages, as well as what chakra and chakra theory, what it is to be a ninja, genjutsu, taijutsu, and ninjutsu are. Females are required to attend Kunoichi classes. We teach them normal clone jutsu, replacement jutsu, and transformation jutsu as well as shurikenjutsu."

"It sounds like your just setting them up to die," I say flatly.

"What makes you say that?" Ibiki asked his voice filled with anger and confusion. I can feel the ANBU glares on the back of my head.

"One," I turn to the ANBU slightly angry for there glares, "If you all don't stop glaring, I'll pry your eyes out with a piece of glass and if you 'accidentally' get cut and bleed out to death, I'll stand there and let you die. Two," I turn away from the now chakra high meaning slightly scared ANBU to Ibiki, "you all teach them very little and send them out on missions just asking for their deaths, sensei or not, and expect them to live. I know how missions work, but even the smallest missions can turn into the most dangerous ones. I learned that the hard way when it killed my first temporary team and my sixth. When you tell them they will have a higher ranking ninja as there sensei you're making them believe that they don't have to be strong now, that they can just stay as they are, weak, and rely on there sensei. But what happens when their sensei is defeated? There left vulnerable and completely at the enemy's mercy that will most likely end in their death."

Wow you know I think this is the most I've spoken at once in my entire life.

They just stand there stunned. I take this opportunity to look at the apartment building. It has five stories, made of concrete with a green roof, mostly built for any heavy attacks, with a tall tree next to it. 

 "Well then here is your key and remember to be on time," Ibiki hand me a key and walks off with his ANBU leaving me in the street. 

I wonder what the whole being on time thing was about.

Walking up the steps of the building, I find the apartment on the third floor... which confused me since it was in the two hundred's... right... Sending my metal in silently to check for any enemies or traps, you never know... I learned that too.

I lean on the rail and look out into the village while bending my metal around my fingers in a small rope. The bars are made of regular iron, nothing that satisfies me, so I'll leave it alone. When my metals finished I unlock the door, step in and close it.

Looking around I see off white walls and dark hardwood floors, there were off white baseboards at the bottom and dark wood trim around the center of the walls. I have a small kitchen area that was separated by a small island that stuck out from the wall and could seat two paired with high stools. There were the basics of an oven, sink, microwave, toaster, and quite a bit of storage with the color scheme of white/browns/matte greys. My metal opened the handles of the fridge and cabinets, letting me see a good stock of food.

There wasn't a dining area which I expected since the island had a seating area and prepping area.

The living room had a crème couch, two matching crème solo chairs, a low coffee table in the middle of the set. Looking at the ceiling there were can light's throughout the rooms, and a random painting in the living room which made me tilt my head.

Down the hall there is a bathroom with a shower on the left door, it was made of large white tiles, the cabinets were the matching dark brown wood at the kitchen and floors, the top of the sink was the same sparkling grey as the island top, and the shower was simple with vertical wide shower tiles paired with a powerful showerhead. There was soaps, shampoos, conditioners, towels, toilet paper, feminine supplies, toothbrush and paste...

I just continued.

The only bedroom on the right door down the hall, a full-sized bed with white sheets and a grey comforter, two dark brown dressers and a dark brown side table, a large closet across from the bed, and a blue silver shaded lamp on the side table next to the bed plus an alarm clock.

There were clothes inside that were my size, pulling them out I knew it was a female who shopped for me. Underwear, bras, shorts, spandex, pants, skirts, tops, fishnets, bandages, yukatas, hair ties, ribbons, socks, shoes...

A man wouldn't be so thorough.

My clothes were getting a little threadbare, my standards, other people usually freaked. Biting my lip, I only took a pair of underwear.

Sighing, guess it's time for bed. Let's pray for no nightmares. Oh, it looks like I still have the energy to gather false hope.

I admit my life's shit, nothing new. I eat an apple since I never did get my jerky, and head for bed. I have a stressful day ahead with kids that I can't kill. Hoooray... not. I strip into one of my extra black tee's and their underwear before getting in bed.

Let the nightmares begin.