I looked around I was frightned. I had my orders but I knew not of what to do. My wholebeing was burning with hatred. Why had he left me here? "Father!"I called knowing there would be no answer. "Father!" I called louder in the hope he would hear me.
"Ki" I heard my name. It was not my father's voice. Who was it? "Hey Ki come on." It sounded slightly annoyed. "Natsuki wake up!" Cold water splashed over me and I shot up out of my bed with a gasp. "I told you to get up" The lavender haired woman said with a shrug. I glared at her. She was over 10 years my sienor but acted 5 years my junior.
"You could have shaken me like a normal person." I mummbled at her.
"Aw common cheer up! You have training today!" Anko was always cheery. No,she was more like hyperactive. But what she said was true. Today was the first day of real training. I climbed out of bed my clothes dripping onto the floor.
"Anko" I said camly "I find it in your best intrest if you leave."
"Your always looking out for me arn't you?"
"NOW!" she scurried out of my small room. I took off the dripping clothes and tossed them into a corner to be washed or forgotten until I deside to remember them. I slipped on my clothes and tied the forehead protecter around my leg. I brushed my hair and put it up in a spiky mess. I sighed finally ready to step out into the world and be fake. Yes fake that's what Iam. I'm not the smiles people see. And no matter how many times I tell people it's realmy hair color will never be the green I try to say it is. No it will always be black. Just like his. My eyes yellow. Just like his. The only real thing about me is my love for a boy and my adorattion for my sister. This boy was Uchiha Sasuke. No I didn't show my love out right like all the other girls. I wasn't supposed to love him in the first place. No. That was not apart of the plan. That stupid plan. And unlike what most people will believe Anko is not my sister. Just my really bad foter parent. Again I was being fake. No my real sister, my twin sister was Sakura. She took her love for Sasuke a diffrent way. Her's was out right, direct but not thinking about his feelings. While mine was more of a hint, always playing the friend.
but now this is where it gets complicated. I've stopped playing now. I have messed with father's plans time and time again. Always hating him for leaving both me and Sakurain the middle of a strange villageto find homes so we could make his plan work. Skrew his plan! If he didn't care enough to evern find homes for us why shoud I help him?
But poor Sakura saw it diffrent. If she did this for him he would finaly love her. A hoplessly desprate attempt. I have no idea whether she really does love sasuke or not.
I came to the acadamy early. The only other people there was Sasuke.I slid inbetween him and the wall givng him the option to get up. He continued to sit.
"Hi" he said.
Wait Sasuke just talked first? Wow Saiten must really be cold. "um.. Oh, Hi Sasuke!" I said with my fake smile plastered to my face.
"Will you stop that?"He asked rather annoyed.
I continued to grin. "Stop what Sasuke-kun?"
He sighed "If your stupid enough not to know then I'll just shut up." The smile immediatly faded from my face. "hn. Now your communicateable."
"I was communicateable before." I stated. My voice turned into it's natrual apathetic self.
"You wouldn't have been truthful so why talk?"
"What do you mean?" I asked confused. Communicateable is being able to talk to someone. Not talking truthfuly.
"Why talk to anyone if they will just tell you what they think you to hear?"
"hn, true."
Several students entered the classroom. Followed closely by another group. Then students started flooding in. The first real time I get to talk to Sasuke. For a few minutes I got to be Natsuki and not somebody with the same name. For the first time outside of home I was real.
After a little while Sakura and Ino entered behind the loud blonde boy. Another fake. Another someone who held a smile when they just want to break down and cry all the time. In the middle of my thoughts I heard yelling. I looked over to see a group gathered around Sasuke with Naruto on the floor.
"I got here first!"
"No I did!"
"I should sit next to Sasuke"
I sighed and added my 2 cents in. "I was the first girl here so I get to sit by Sasuke!"
"You already are!" Someone shouted
I grined "I know." I started watching Sakura. She was fighting just as hard as the rest of them. But looking at her, comparing her face to the other girls. To her best friend, Ino, a rather annoying girl. It was obvious that she was fighting for diffrent reasons. Not really for the privlige of sitting next to Sasuke but the privlage to have love from a higher source. She wanted the love of our father. But really. Could snakes love?
