Time That Passes By

Special Chapter - Mai

I wasn't always much of a fighter. 

In fact... I hate fighting. 

I killed so many people... and I hate it. 

My father told me I have to learn how to kill if I want to survive. I have to learn how to be heartless. I have to learn how to fight. 

During my time... my father made me learn how to fight despite women are not supposed to fight. During that time, women are taught to heal, cook and stay at home, protected. But not me. All because I have my special eye. An ability I have that enables me to see a person's past. 

However, despite being trained to fight, I wasn't very good at fighting. 

It was so hard to hurt people. 

After training, I would go to the river and watch the fish to calm myself down. I didn't have many friends within my clan. I was always training, or helping my mother out treat sick or injured clan member or pick out herbs.

That was when I met my two best friends. 

Hashirama Senju

Uchiha Madara

At first, when I met them, I was scared. What if they try to hurt me? What if I had to force myself to fight them?

But then the one with the bowl haircut, Hashirama smiled kindly at me and patted the ground beside where he was sitting. He asked me to sit beside him.

But the boy beside him, Madara scowled at him and then glared at me. 

He was being cautious as well. He said to Hashirama how can he be so careless to let a random stranger sit beside him.

I agreed with Madara. 

But after that, we clicked. We enjoy each other's presence. We didn't ask each other's personal things. We stayed away from family topics. And as well as whether we're shinobi. Especially if we're shinobi or not... 

Life was enjoyable despite the harsh training. Because we would always meet up and talk about random stuff or the two boys would throw the stone on the river to see who could skip it further. 

But one day it came crashing down when all of our father found out about our meetings. We didn't engage in a serious fight, but it was really frightening. And as expected, we didn't meet each other again after that.

I actually wasn't surprised that Madara was an Uchiha and Hashirama was a Senju. But what scares me the most is Madara's eyes when he activated his Sharingan. He protected his brother and glares harshly at the Senjus.

Why wasn't I surprise?

I saw it... I accidentally touched Madara's hand once. I saw how he lost his brothers. All result from Senju's hand. I'm sure he doesn't want to lose his last brother...

After I was brought back home, I was punished harshly. I was trained more than usual by father until Mother had to stop him. 

Not long after that... Mother was killed. She was killed when she was collecting herbs outside of our village. 

We mourned... so much. 

Father was sad... but he didn't shed tears. 

Not long after, I was taught to do what mother always do. She helps the sick and injured. Collect herbs. Heals. I took mother's place. 

Father and other clansmen went out once again to war. I was brought along to heal the injured. At then, I saw my two dear friends once again.