Through the Looking Glass (Naruto Fic)

Through the Looking Glass Chapter Four

A/N: Sorry for the long wait, I had things to do over the summer. ^^; anyways! Here is the fourth installment for "Through the Looking Glass".

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters here. Only the plot and story, otherwise that I did, Ichigo would have had longer hair and not lose his shinigami powers.

Chapter Four

The night went as planned; she had sent some of her friends back, and others asked to stay the night. This was something she did not allow, but she did spite that she had been always alone in this huge mansion. She would have them clean up tomorrow before they left.

She hadn't heard anything from her brother, and that he went straight to bed. She wanted to know and she had the weekend to spend with him.

She grudgingly made her way to her room on the top floor of the house, stomping on the stairs to let the others that she was going to bed and not makes any noise that will happen that night. The only people that stayed were Ichigo, Kiba, and Lee. She had sent them to a separate room on the lower floor where her brother was.

Naruko made her way to her private bathroom, stripping down as she waited for the water to warm up to the temperature that she had liked it. Like the water, all of her stress and sorrow went with it, taking everything that made her the person that people had seen her as. She didn't like that kind of person, grabbing some of her favorite scented shampoos; she lathered them into her hair, washing out any dust or dirt that came to mind.

She had let it sit for a while, thinking of a day with her brother, a day where she can be herself than the masquerade that she played for some of the acquaints that hung around her, like Ino did. She didn't mind the other blond, but she never let her see the true her. Only people that ever let her see her were her only friends that kept true to her ever since she had made it into the academy. After letting the shampoo sit, she leaned her head back and let the warm water take the soap out of her hair, and that she liked how the water did what it did.

She waited a little longer, feeling the water going cold as she finally decide that she should get out before she would get a cold. She loathed the cold and other diseases that people had, but also gave charity to hospitals to help with more beds that people needed, and more room for patients to go.

After cleaning up, drying off, and getting into some sleeping materials, she made her way to her dresser to show a sad smile of her mother on the frame with herself and her mother smiling. She wanted that to last, the moment that she had a real family, but she couldn't have and her dad had meet a few women; they only wanted him for his money, and he finally end up staying a single parent.

She placed the portrait down on the dresser and climbed into her cold bed, it was comforting, and something that she can cling onto before falling asleep. She needed something to cling to, something that she needed in her life.

The boys heard Naruko went upstairs with the heavy footing. Ichigo was still in awe, how can one parent manage to keep all of these finances? Her father must be a president of a major company. "Hey. Kiba, how long have you known, Naruko for?"

"Roughly three years now. She doesn't have that kind of attitude that you had seen with Ino, she is usually mellower. Lee has known her ever since she had moved to America." Kiba shrugged and pointed at Lee, who seemed to be beaming with joy that he gets to have a splendid night with a few male friends.

"Yup! I had known her since the fourth grade of elementary school; this is when I was still going to school." Lee glanced down and with a small smile, "She had been my first friend since then."

Ichigo was astonished that she had moved here so long ago, knowing fluent English and Japanese. "Then what about her brother that just shown up?" he asked the two.

They looked away and then down, "we don't know much about him, she never talked about her past to anyone, other than to this guy." Kiba pointed his thumb towards Lee.

"And I will not tell anyone about it without her permission." He stated after Kiba had told the ginger. "I want to keep friends and their secrets that they do not want anyone else to know."

Ichigo finally understood. With all the talking, they haven't noticed the red head standing at their door, holding onto a stuffed red American fox plush. "Why are you talking about Naruko like that?" He had only heard some, but not all.

"I just wanted to know more, I like Naruko as a person and a friend," Ichigo waved his hand to remember the boy's name.

"-Kyuubi." Kyuubi said bluntly.

"Kyuubi. I had no other intensions on your only sister like that." He finally finished, not sure what the small red head was capable of.

"Shouldn't you be sleeping?" Kiba asked.

"I can't sleep with all of you blabbering like some girls at a slumber party." Kyuubi stated blunt, no emotion left his voice.

This put the three teens to shame, making the pre-teen think that they were old women gossiping about shush things like other women and what happened to them. Before a moment later, the red head went back to his room, hoping to have some piece and quite.

"I guess we should get some sleep too." Lee suggested as he lay on the floor with a small futon and a blanket. Kiba tooked the bed and that left Ichigo with the small couch with a pillow.