《The Demon and The Avenger (Sasuke Love Story)》Chapter 1. ::Teams::
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Chapter 1. Teams
::Dream::
I closed my eyes as the dirt rose up off the ground due to me sliding in the dirt. I had barely dodged one of my brother‘s attacks. I stood a few yards away from my older brother who was standing tall with only a couple scratches on his face. I on the other hand, had been covered in cuts and scratches. My cheeks felt sticky from crying, and I’m sure I had a few twigs in my hair. I looked a mess. We had been doing this all day; I was exhausted and hungry. I’m sure he was as well. His bright blue eyes never left mine. As if on cue, a warm gentle wind swept between us blowing our black hair gently. Unfortunately, the loud roar from my stomach, making us both sweat drop, ruined that little dramatic moment.
“Hey brother, can we go home and go eat, I’m starving!” I whined. He looked at me and smirked before pointing to himself.
“Ha, see a real ninja can survive, 3 days without foo-”his own stomach, which roared loudly in a desperate plea for food, interrupted him. He sweat dropped.
“See Yuki, your tummy wants some food too!!” I giggled. Yuki turned to the side and crossed his arm giving me a little pout.
“Yeah right,” he scoffed. He stomach didn’t agree because it growled even louder. I giggled again when he sighed.
“Fine let’s go,” he muttered as a depressing blue aura surrounded him.
We started to make our way back home, cracking jokes the whole way. As we’re making our way through the compound, we both noticed it was oddly silent. A weird uncomfortable feeling grew in my stomach. Something wasn’t right. We stopped laughing and saw that no one was around. There were no children playing outside or even birds in the sky. It was just dead silence throughout the atmosphere. Yuki and I exchanged glances before quickly running home. Maybe mom and dad to see if knew what was going on.
"Mom? Dad? We’re Home!" I yelled as Yuki and I walked through our dark house.
Why are the lights off? Yuki put his hand on the wall trying to feel his way to the switch. He finally came across the switch and flipped it upwards and the lights brightly came on, but I wished that it had stayed off because the first thing that caught my eyes was blood. Everywhere. On the wall, the floors and the windows. My eyes widened as I became terrified of what I saw. I wanted to scream but my lungs felt unbelievably tight so all that left my body was a small whimper. My breathing became uneven and I fell to the ground curled up in a ball and held my head. Streams of salty rivers came from my eyes and fell on to the blood stained ground. Soon after I felt strong warm arms wrapped around my small body. Yuki was trying to calm me down but I wouldn't stop the water works.
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"Reika...Reika calm down," Yuki cooed soothingly in my ear. I calmed down a little and stopped what seemed like an endless streams of tears. But then we heard foots steps coming down the stairs heading towards where we were. I held on to Yuki for dear life. My heart was beating so fast that I think Yuki could’ve heard it as it pounded against my ribs. I sensed the figure standing at the last step. I couldn't see the person's face because the stairway was pitch black.
"Who the hell are you?" Yuki asked in demanding voice. The figure was silent and this made Yuki even more frustrated.
"I asked you a question dammit!" He snarled making me jump a little because he was still holding me and yelled right in my ears. I couldn't see it but somehow I knew the figure smirked. He slowly walked into the light making it visible to see him. My sibling’s and my eyes widened as we saw...
End of Dream
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
My eyes shot open as the alarm clock rang in my ears. I curled my hands into a fist and angrily crushed my clock and sat up groggily while rubbing my eyes.
'Dammit. Now I gotta get a new alarm clock.' I thought as I made my way to the bathroom.
'That's what you get for smashing your alarm clock.' Hayataro, my demon said in my head. We called him Haya for short. I didn’t mind him talking but it’s too early in the morning for me to deal with his sarcastic attitude.
'Oh shut up!' I growled at him. I paused and went deep into thought. I had it again. That same stupid dream I’ve been having since the incident. It's been about 6 years since my Clan; (Tsukimaru Clan) had perished. It's been hard but somehow I managed to survive the pain and suffering I had to go through. As I turned on the light, my eyes squinted because of the bright light. I did the daily routine (Brushed your hair, washed your teeth, and got dressed) and went back into my room and went to my dresser. On top of it was my headband that officially made me a ninja. I grabbed it and just stared at it for a while in my hand. 'I'm a ninja now. I'm one step closer to defeating him'. Snapping out of my daze, I wrapped it around your stomach and went down stairs just to see my brother wearing his ANBU uniform with a big cheesy smile on his face.
"Morning Reika," He said trapping me in one of his tight bear hugs.
I just sighed and pushed him off and continued towards the door.
"Reika..." I stopped walking but didn't turn around. There was a long silence in the room between us.
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"Please be careful," I turned around and gave him one of my rare smiles.
"Yeah you too," I said back to him.
"Oh yeah I forgot to tell you, The Third Hokage assigned me a special mission so I should be back in a couple of days," he said in an emotionless voice. I thought I almost felt my heart break when I heard that. It hurt to see my only family leave for a dangerous mission but I knew he couldn't pass it up as an ANBU.
"Okay," I said sadly.
"Oh there was something else too," My brother said placing his hand on his chin thinking what he was about to say.
I stared at him waiting patiently for my older brother say what he needed to say.
"Uhhhh Oh! I wanted to tell you that a guy that is in the same AMBU squad with me has a little sister that your age. You should meet her, her name is Yoru,"
I nodded and left my house and headed to my orientation.
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Iruka-Sensei's classroom
I entered the classroom and as always I sat by Naruto and Kiba. After all, they are my best friends. I closed my eyes and rested for a bit. But Sakura and Ino interrupted my peaceful rest because of their stupid fight over who sits next to Sasuke. I yawned and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.
“It’s just a stupid seat. I don’t see what the big deal is,” I muttered resting my head on my arms. Naruto agreed by nodding his head.
“Yeah, what’s so great about Sasuke? I mean what does he have that I don’t?” Kiba and I sweat dropped.
“Uhhhh…” We both started before we just continued watching the girls fight.
An evil smirk crawled upon my face. Maybe I could take advantage of this moment. While they were arguing with the other fan girls, I quickly slipped by Sasuke. They both looked at me with daggers. I pretended to ignore them.
"Move it Reika! That's my seat!" Sakura growled. I looked at her with no expression at all making an anime vein popped on her forehead
"I said MOVE IT!" She yelled. The sound of her voice just made me angry. It made me want to give her a punch in the face just to shut her up.
'Damn this girl is annoying' Haya growled.
"Shut it Sakura! Your yelling is irritating," I warned but she kept on yapping.
"If you don't get yeah ass up I'll make you"
'She actually thinks she can too' I chuckled inside. I got up out of my seat and went in front of her, giving her a long cold stare.
"I’d like to see you try," I growled. Then without hesitation, she threw a punch at me. I dodged her punch by moving my head to the side like it was nothing. Then I grabbed her hand that was by my head and flipped her over. She fell with a loud thud and groaned. Slowly I turned around to the group of fan girls, and gave them a long cold glare.
"Anyone else?" I asked them coldly. Terrified, the girls took a step back, making an amused look crawled upon my face.
Sakura just got back up and brushed herself off, glared at me one more time and then walked off. I scoffed and sat back down and just closed my eyes.
"Thanks..." he mumbled under his breath. I opened one of my eyes but then closed it.
"You know, I'm not always going save your ass. Fight your own damn battles," I said coldly.
I felt him glare at me, which made a smirk crawl on my lips.
"I can fight my own battles so stay out of them...Loser" he said making sure I heard the last part. A red anime vein grew on my forehead.
"What did you say you cocktail haired bastard?" I growled clenching my fists into a ball holding back on the punch I were about to throw at the Uchiha at any second.
"You heard me," he hissed. I saw a girl coming towards me but I wasn’t really paying attention to that at the moment.
"Well I'm not the one who got their ass saved by a girl! In reality you're the LOSER!” I yelled and before he could say anything else I jumped out of my chair and stomped off to my original seat in between Naruto and Kiba. 'That bastard! Who does he think he is?' I yelled inside, but decided to shrug it off.
"I hope I don't get stuck with that Uchiha kid," I murmured. Kiba must have heard me and looked at my direction with a smirk.
"I'm going to laugh my ass off if you do," I had an anime sweat drop.
"Please don't," I pleaded.
"Ok I will now tell you, your assigned squad. For Team seven...Uzumaki Naruto... Haruno Sakura..." Iruka-Sensei started to say.
"Yeah! I'm on the same team as Sakura!" Naruto yelled triumphantly.
"I'm Doomed " Sakura moped.
"Uchiha Sasuke and ...Tsukimaru Reika." Iruka Sensei finished. My head snapped up towards Iruka with my jaw dropped and I had mixed emotions written on my face.
WHAT?!
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