Mika Senju (naruto fanfic)[DISCONTINUED]

Prologue

Naruto Fanfiction ❤ 😄 ❤

I do not own Naruto. If I did I would have made sure Neji.... didn't die. 😭 I MISS YOU NEJI!!!
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Mika's POV

I focused chakra in the soles of my feet and walked up the tree before me, grimacing as I pulled senbon needles out of my skin thanks to that pedo snake's lackeys (note the sarcasm). Your probably thinking who the fudge am I, right?

Well I am Mika Senju. My mom was Tsunade's cousin, Mio Senju, a medical ninja, and my dad, Yoiku Uchiha, was an ANBU captain. My parents died when I was six. They were killed on a mission in the Land of Iron. Ever since then, I left Konoha and travelled around the shinobi world, learning different things from criminals (not that I knew. Or did I?) and travellers. After a few years of training with different people, many gave me my own nickname. You'll find out what it is later. Six years have now passed since I left. I am 12 years old now, have long blond hair that reaches down to my tail bone, sapphire blue eyes, soft pink lips, a button nose.... and I'm 4'7 in height. Don't judge my cute height! I'm pretty curvy for my age, not to boast or anything.

I'm probably the youngest ninja to make it into the bingo books. I'm so proud to get on the sixth page considering there are like 647 pages!!!

I know what you're thinking right now. How the hell did I survive six years out in the world without any protection? Well let me tell you that the training I got from those criminals and travellers helped a lot. Being alone for six years is hard. My life hasn't been easy and filled with flowers and butterflies. Nope. When I was 10, I kept my guard down thinking I was alone and safe. I was wrong. I got jumped for my money, but the thieves didn't take that. No. Once they saw me they took something that I wished they never did.

They took my innocence.

I was only 10. A little girl against six fully grown men. I think you'd know how a fight would end. I struggled but it was worthless. They tortured me until I was on the verge of death, then they left me on the side of the road to die. I died, and it was the best feeling I could ever have. There was no more pain, no struggles, and no worries.

Flashback

I felt weightless as I floated into a room with two extremely good looking boys sitting on two separate chairs. I was standing a few meters away from them yet still in between. The two sat at an angle so they seemed they were facing both myself and each other. I watched as they both assessed me. The one on the right sighed and rested his chin on his right palm, as his arm was supported on the arm rest. I saw that the two looked almost identical but were complete opposites. The one on the right, who sighed, wore a low v-neck, black, dress shirt, black dress pants with a silver chain hanging from the pocket, black dress shoes, and a strange pendent around his neck. it was a silver circle with a star on it. From what I could see, there were runes on it as well. The boy had raven hair that cascaded over his ruby red eyes. I watched as he casually brushed his hair out of the way, only for it to tumble down to cover his right eye.