• This isn’t right…’

    A young girl, age 14, hung in a dark dungeon. Her wrist sore from struggling for hours to get loose from the shackles braced around them.

    ‘This shouldn’t have happened… I’m not who you want… Let me go..!’’

    “Hmm, as far as I’m concerned she’s not the girl.”

    Her eyelids fluttered opened to the same two men that had locked her up.

    A young man looking to be in his 20’s stepped toward the girl, hanging from the rough, blood stained walls of the men’s containment room. “Excuse me miss, I apologize for ruining your nap but-““Nap,…Nap? I’m being hung against my will in a dungeon surrounded in nothing but darkness. What more do I have to do?” Her voiced cracked as she talked, her eyes dropped back closed, wit all hope lost. “Well yes. That, being said, in itself is enough to prove that you aren’t who we expected.” The young man sighed, sounding disappointed. “You’re saying I’m not who wanted to attack?” Her eyes shot back open and with hope returning to her heart, energy came back to her voice. “No, not at all my dear!” He gently cupped her dirty cheek and made a reach for her cuffs. “You’re free to go.”
    “Hold it Schneiyel.” The girl noticed his soft and somewhat playful expression drop into one of annoyance and resentment. He then slowly turned to the older looking man standing at the entrance who existence she hadn’t acknowledged until now. “Yes, Sir?” “You’re not planning to let her go without asking are you?” His voice was stern as was his face, glaring sharply at the young man. “Fine, if you insist. My dear?” He turned back to face her, his voice sounded a bore as his face wore a tedious expression. “What might your name be?” “Er, Kakomi.” Her voice hopeful. “See? Not our girl, now she can go right?” He looked over his shoulder to meet gazes with and angry man. His expression, once again, dropped into one of annoyance. Turning back to the girl he sighed and drew his sword. ”I’m sorry sweetie, it just wasn’t meant to be.”

    Her earlier remarks and pleas’ ran throughout her mind. ‘This isn’t right… Let me go!!! ‘But it only did so much, as the sharp weapon came closer to her neck.

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    “Absolutely not.” Another young girl, also looking to be 14, lay motionless underneath a thick sheet refusing to move. With a warm milk chocolate skin complexion, piercing amber eyes, waist long burgandy hair , and the body of a Sue, she was a real breath taking sight. At least when she wasnt in the current situation. “Yorudan Bikutoria Banpou! Get up now! We’re suppose to meet with the Kazekage today to get you into a squad!” A woman, obviously her mother, stood over her bed glaring viciously. “You’re aware that because of this sheet I can’t see your scowling face right?” Her mother yanked the sheet off her daughter, who in return yanked the pillow over her eyes. “Be There At 3:00!” “Ugh, what time is it?” “11:08.” “Ah man. Is Yo coming? Cause right now she’s my alarm.” “I’ll call her and tell her to come at 12:00! Be There Yorudan!” “Don’t worry.” “BE THERE!” “Fine I promise I’ll be there!” Her mother, satisfied with the recent answer, left out of the room. Once out she sighed. “Ugh. That kid.”

    *12:00*

    Yorudan was peacefully sleeping after recovering her sheet before being so rudely interrupted by a young girl who energetically yelled: “Yorudan-SENPAI!”- Before ever so gracefully kicking her off the bed.

    (A/N: If you want to know what Yoruichi looks like look up, "Yoruichi Young" on DeviantART)Yorudan quickly sat up scowling at her alarm. “WHAT THE HECK YORUICHI?!?!?! And for the LAST TIME your Older than I am!” “Wakey, wakey sleepy head. Time to get ready.” Her cat like appearance almost made it look like she was smirking. Holding back her temper, she got up, grabbed a towel and headed for the shower.

    “Yorudan-Sensei, its 2:00 shouldn’t you head back to the village? Why are we out here anyway?” Her face wore a bored expression. “WE aren’t out here for anything. I’m out here to get use to the environment. And if your not careful with those suffixes you know as well as I do that I will leave you out here.” “Oh Yorudan-dono, you wouldn’t do-” “Hey Yo? Can you tell me what this is?” Yorudan held up a small tan ball. “It’s a ball.” “Oh really?” She moved the ball closer to her face. “Hm. Smells like catnip to me.” “Catnip?” There was a small trace of anxiety in her voice. “Yea. But I have tons of these for Jinxy at home so I guess I don’t need it.” “Well, I could hang on to it for you.” “No, I think I’ll just get rid of it.” “Get- rid of it?” She sounded worried. “Yep.” “Don’t do it.” “Do what?” “Yorudan I’m not screwing around.” “Neither am I.” “Yorudan, I will kill you.” ”Hoho-Oh yea? I’d like to see you try.” And with that the sand colored ball flew across the hot desert with Yoruichi hot on its trail. “That’ll keep her for a while.” Yorudan stood up, stretching her arms and legs before walking back to the village.

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    “Kazekage-sama, where are you going? You have a meeting with the new ninja in 20 minuets.” The secretary stood up, holding a piece of paper with the name ‘Banpou’ listed across the top. “I know. I’m going out to look over the city before they get here.” He looked over his shoulder to glance at the young girl standing at the desk. “Ah, Yes sir.” She quickly sat back down to await the Banpou’s arrival.