Raised and trained by an organization of femme fatale assassins, Ama only had one objective in life-kill for the hand that feeds.
When she finds herself pregnant after allowing a man of mystery to sweep her off her feet during a mission, her object...
A/N: I seem to be a glutton for punishment. I wasn't planning on starting this story for some time after I finished my current Sesshomaru story. But I couldn't get this first chapter off my brain and had to write it. Since I wasn't planning to start so soon, new chapters might only be like once every other week, so I can focus on my other story the weeks in between. Hope you all enjoy! Please let me know what you think
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My name is Amaterasu, or Ama to some for short...people would consider 'to some' meaning friends, so I guess I've never actually been referred to as Ama. I don't have a last name, at least not one that I know. While I was still a babe, somehow I found my way into the care of the Keisan. (In Japanese it's 'The Reckoning')
The quickest way I can think to describe to an outsider to the Keisan-an organization of lethal Femme Fatale Kunoichi, ready to serve the highest bidder.
The longer way to describe it-even in my earliest memories all I can recall is training, preparing to be the deadliest assassin anyone could ask for. Sometimes those memories make me wonder if the training all started the moment I could walk. Their training is rigorous and hard, and it had to be. How else could a nine year old little girl defeat an S-rank ninja in under five minutes?
Are you shocked? Don't be. No one ever suspects the crying abandoned child you picked up off the street and brought into the warmth of your home to stab you in the neck. That's why the children of the Keisan are in higher demand than the adults.
And once you're apart of the Keisan, you're a member for life, and they make sure of it. The Keisan is only compromised of kunoichi...infertile kunoichi...to guarantee a baby on the hip once their old enough to breed doesn't distract them from their purpose. But how could they possibly know these kunoichi are infertile? It's easy really. They make them infertile before they're old enough to know what's happening to them.
Basically, the Keisan took their shit seriously. The elders of the organization put serious time into training the kunoichi they bring in, and so they consider your life the debt you owe for the time and money they spent raising and training you. And if you aren't using that life to earn money in the name of the Keisan, then there was a serious problem.
Coming back to being infertile... all kunoichi of the Keisan were supposed to be infertile...I was supposed to be infertile.
I had been sick for the last few weeks, but nothing I tried seemed to remedy it. The nausea wasn't going away and my appetite was off the walls. First I couldn't eat certain things, then I wanted to eat everything, then I had urges for only certain foods. And don't get me started with the hot flashes and mood swings.
I finally had a long enough reprieve from missions and snuck away to the nearest doctor, hoping they had some pill to cure me.
Disguise was one of my signatures as a ninja. I had created many disguises from simple objects that I just had to add to my attire to create the illusion. My hair cut, my hair and eye color, even my make up and clothes could change at the drop of a hat. I pushed the black rimmed glasses that tried to slide as I hung my head up my nose. I'm a natural red head with bright blue eyes, but with these glasses I became a bob-cut brunette with deep chocolate brown eyes.
