Never Again [story]

[ninfeanicole]

_Prologue_

As a mere infant, she had been founded by the Head Uchiha’s wife, and for the ensuing year, the couple had treated her as one of their own. Because of this, many people began to think that she was the abandoned child of a young, ashamed clan woman, but she knew otherwise. She knew that she had been cast away by her family, and she did not care. Instead, she began to view the Head Uchihas as family.

By the age of eighteen months, she was exhibiting signs of early development; she was a certified genius in every aspect of life. She had a luring voice, excellent chakra control, great strength, and she could solve any problem set before her. Even after all of this, she had refused to become a kunoichi; instead, she chose to live a life of servitude.

Because of this willingness, many began to despise her. But she did not care, she loved the Uchihas and never regretted her decision. She, a pale and frail two-year-old child who looks years above her age, who has luminous silver hair and silver onyx eyes are always mystified. She, who was Alboroza of the Village Hidden by Rain, has no known surname and is now the orphan child who was left with nothing, save for one passing glimpse of what’s left of a memory.

[Saphire Reign]

dude, COOL STORY! but u posted it the wrong part...[Only registered and activated users can see links. ]is where it goes

[ninfeanicole]

_1_

It was a dark night as an enraged st*rm assaulted the deserted streets of the Uchiha Compound; thunder bellowing overhead, and lightning flashing through the sky. However, there were two figures brave enough to risk the st*rm.

Two cloaked figures stood in front of an old two-story Victorian house. The house had a plain white encasing with blue shutters, red ceramic roof tiles, French double doors that were inlaid with silver and stained glass, and, to the left of the doors, the red and white Uchiha fan which marked the house as the home of the Head Uchiha family.

The shorter, not to mention heavier, looking of the two figures stepped forward and pulled its cloak back to reveal a small figure curled up to its boasting breast. There was a slight whimper and the figure began to hum lightly until the smaller figure calmed, at which point she gently placed it on the doorstep.

After a few seconds, she straitened and spoke in a soft voice, “Are you sure that this is the right thing?” The other, more lean of the two, spoke in a strong, hoarse feminine voice, “Yes. You know the prophecy just as well as any other.”

“But it has happened before; how do we know?”

“The signs are undeniable. Besides, you saw what happened the other day, do you really think it won’t happen again?”

“Why can’t we just seal it, like with the others? Like they did back with Kyuubi.”

“The others are different; we have never encountered one like this. She is the first of her kind. And no one is powerful enough to do that, not even Uzamaki would have been able to. Besides, you saw how the demon vessels were treated; do you really want the same? The prophecy won’t stop, no matter how much we will it; the only thing to do is hope and pray she can make her own decision, without his influence.”

The woman’s voice had rose to a dangerously loud and violent tone, but towards the end, had dropped down to a low, solemn tone. By now, the other figure had knelt down and pulled back the coverings to reveal a deathly pale infant with silver hair. She was currently caressing the infant’s face with her long, delicate fingers that seemed to glow against the infant’s skin. She spoke softly as she asked, “Will I still be able to see her?” The other figure went rigid for a moment before her head bent down, “I’m sorry, but –”

“Will the others?”

“Of course, but rarely.”

“Good, I don’t want them to suffer for my foolish mistake.”

At this, the taller figure surged forward, dropped to her knees, and pressed herself against her companion’s back. There was a slight pause, where the only sound made was the distant rumble of thunder. After a few more seconds, she spoke into the velvety cloth of her companion’s cloak, “You need not blame yourself, you could not help it anymore than the wretch’s mother could have helped mothering it.” She paused slightly as she let out a low sigh, her voice dropping down, “Not even I could imagine the spawn spoke of would be from the village –” The shorter woman hissed as she replied in a sharp, harsh whisper, “Not even after the first child?”

The taller woman froze as the words hit her, and she felt as tears began to sting at her eyes. Gently pressing her forehead into her companion’s cloak, she shook her head, and spoke forlornly, “It was a mistake –”

“And how do we now that we’re not mistaken now?”

“–the newest archives have told us the specifics that were before unknown.”
There was a slight pause, and everything, even the st*rm, seemed to still. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what I meant, but that wasn’t it.”

“It’s alright, I was the same way.”

“But you had reason, being your first and only child. This is, shamefully, my fourth, and last.”

Silence rang through the air as the two slowly stood, moved back, and turned towards each other. They quickly flew through many hand signs, after which one pulled out a scroll that both grasped as they began to whisper a chant under their breath,

Memory of the heart, memory of the soul; remove from this little one and trouble her with neither anymore. Memories, sweet and sour, confide yourself to your eternal prison and awaken yourself only when properly bidden.

All of a sudden, the wind picked up, assaulting everything in site, then it stilled and there was a brilliant green light around the infant. Once it had subsided, the woman who carried the child bent forward and placed a black package beside it. “Goodbye my sweet, darling child. My little…”

* * *

Uchiha Compound
Village of Light
18 Months Later

Alboroza jerked awake, quickly glancing around; the walls were plain white and there was a simple twin bed with a small wooden nightstand to the right. She slowly let out a sigh of relief as she leaned back against her headboard and drew her knees up to her chest.

The memory kept flashing through her mind, but there was something new. Lady Uchiha had told her that she was found after the st*rm had subsided. She knew her memories from before that moment were erased; she had known she was left behind. She knew all of this, and yet she still had the memory, the only thing was that she had never heard what was said between the two figures; she had never known that she had still been wanted.

Now, a new question rose in her head: Why would anyone unwillingly give up their child? With this thought, she turned to her right and began to feel around until she felt something solid beneath the covers. She violently shook the mass of covers, smirking triumphantly as they began to move on their own, a muffled voice escaping through them, “Go back to bed Al. It was only a dream.” Alboroza frowned and gave a fake pout, “It was not a dweam, it was a memowy. Of the night I was weft here.” She shook the covers again and let out an exasperated sigh, “Tachi, pwease get up.” The covers shifted slightly and Alboroza smirked, “I’ll get back to you in the morning. When it’s a decent hour.” Alboroza quickly bit back a retort and playfully hit him with her pillow before climbing over him and crossing to her door.

She winced as the heavy wrought iron door squealed its protest, but proceeded up the stairs into the main house. The hallway was pitch black as she carefully counted off each step, and quietly entered the dimly lit hall of the Main House. She silently tiptoed down the hall, only to stop outside of a door to her left. She gently placed her ear up to the door, listening intently. She let out a sigh of relief once she heard two different snores, and continued to a door at the end of the hall.

Alboroza smirked as she approached the door, hearing two people talk. She gently eased her way up to the door, and listened as a smooth voice spoke out, “Leave it.” The other, raspy, voice replied with a snort, “Where the hell did you get that thing from anyway? Is it demonic or something?”

“Hnn.”

“What, it was a simple question. It’s not my fault the damn thing keeps glowing.”

“Don’t. Remember last time?”

“Ehh…Right… Well, that just proves the damn thing is demonic!”

Alboroza felt another smirk tug at her lips as the raspy voice continued, but quickly subdued it as she reached out for the cool metal handle. She gently turned the knob, noting that the two voices had stopped. She quickly shielded her eyes before walking into the room and being blinded by the bright light, then slowly made her way to where she knew the bed was and spoke in a low, sleepy voice, “Sukie, I had dat dweam adain, and Tachi won’t dit up.”

There was a pregnant pause as Alboroza just stood with her eyes covered, and she slowly lowered her hand, only to be met by the blue face of a teen girl that much resembled a shark.

[ninfeanicole]

oh well, it works.....ppl dont like it, they can always ignore it...
also, i do not own the uchihas or the naruto lline up, however all characters in this story are mine!

it is based on the descendants of the current Naruto cast, like four hundred years in the future......(also, the bad guy is not who you think it will be!!)

[Saphire Reign]

haha btw I meant no offense

[ninfeanicole]

i know, and i wasnt tryin to sound offended, but typin and sayin things are ttly diff....sometimes fun though....

[DarkUmagon]

Originally Posted by ninfeanicole

i know, and i wasnt tryin to sound offended, but typin and sayin things are ttly diff....sometimes fun though....

Great story. Moved the thread to where it belongs though. Write on, please.

[Bleach lover1442]

yes an AWESOME story!!!!!!!!

[ninfeanicole]

thanx darkumagon,
story is still a workin progress, but here's ch.2 for ya bleachlover.

2

There was complete silence as the two stared at each other. “Eeep!” Alboroza quickly lashed out, nailing the person in front of her, successfully sending it through the window. There was a soft ‘thud’, and Alboroza smirked triumphantly as she heard a yelp. Her grin widened as this was followed by a curse. “Right into the rose bush!” She continued gloating, but stopped as a smooth voice broke her moment, “You should be getting used to Madizoi by now, she’s been around for almost a year now.”

Alboroza quickly glanced around herself; the room was a plain navy blue color, with a king sized bed layered in black coverings, an oak dresser, upon which sat a small picture frame. She then slowly turned around and her smirk fell as she looked into a pair of crimson eyes. The boy in front of her was eight-year-old Uchiha Sakido.

He was the elder twin heir, but only by three minutes. He and his brother were exact replicas; both had wild navy blue hair, strong builds, and that velvety smooth, all to grown up voice. The only difference between the two was the fact that Sakido was considered the eldest; therefore, he received all of the heat.
Sakido stood across from Alboroza, his arms crossed over his chest, and his form seeping self-loathing, yet he was surrounded by an air of self-reliance. He wore the Light headband across his forehead, a tight black shirt with black slacks, and his face was void of all emotion.

Alboroza let out a nervous laugh as she rubbed the back of her head, quickly studying him, before she straitened up and spoke in a mocking voice, “Maybe, but it’s not my fault. She should learn to either predict or prevent.”

At this, the shark girl, Madizoi, appeared in the small window, speaking in a raspy vice, “Maybe, but this would all stop if Sakido learned how to lock his damn door!”
Madizoi was a thirteen-year-old shark demo, not to mention the only survivor, from the Village of Thunder . She was about Sakido’s height, a full three feet taller than Alboroza, with shoulder length green hair and matching eyes, and she utterly hated Alboroza, which was further proven by the fact that she kept throwing hateful glares over to the young girl. Alboroza knew Madizoi was an A-rank missing Nin, achieved through the betrayal of her village to the Land of Death , for which she was very proud of being held responsible.

Alboroza quickly turned to the girl and spoke in a low, honey sweet voice, “One, lower your voice unless you want to wake up the whole house. Two, that wouldn’t stop me seeing as to how I know every secret passage in this village. Three, maybe it would stop if you weren’t such a freaky hairless wannabe fish, Sakido stalking, spider eating, nasty, spandex wearing monkey. And four, don’t. Yell. At. Sukie.”

“Why don’t you shut your mouth, chicken shit!”

“Why don’t you make me, you dirty, no ass, pimpled, shark face, cock sucking motherf*cker.”

“WHY YOU- wait, do I really have no ass?”

Alboroza let out a low sigh, “You are such a stupid ass.” Madizoi ignored her last comment, and stood groping herself. At this point, Sakido was standing, and made his way to the bed, “Madizoi, plans. Al, language”

A small grin tugged at Alboroza’s lips as she looked over to Madizoi and saw the teen visibly flinch at Sakido’s malicious tone. The shark demon continued to watch Sakido, a look of longing etched into her face. Madizoi was utterly in love with herself and was not afraid to flaunt off her body, but there was still one thing, or one person, that she loved more than herself. Sakido.

Alboroza waited until Sakido was situated with his back against the headboard before she carefully climbed into his lap. She ignored Madizoi’s glare as she proceeded to curl up into a small ball, relaxing only when Sakido wrapped a protective arm around her.

She heard Madizoi let out an exaggerated sigh and the ruffling of paper as she pulled out what Al knew was their mission scroll,

Apparently we are to carry out the mission four weeks from today, leaving no one alive. This means we will have to strike during the afternoon gathering, when they’re more relaxed.

You will have to make up some excuse to get out of it; you can probably get away with saying your going on a top secret mission for the ANBU again, just be careful this time. Leader says that you were too cocky last time, which is why we have been laying low for the last three months. But I still liked the way you handled them Death Ninja, thou I so would have loved to see you destroy them.”

Among other things. Madizoi grinned at the thought of seeing Sakido without his shirt, but she was torn from her thoughts as she heard a small voice pipe up, “Sakido, do you think tomorrow, after you’re done with Master, you could show me some basic arts…” Madizoi felt her temper spike as the child’s voice slowly faded away, He never has the energy after training to go on a mission, so why the hell does she hink he could have the energy to teach a slave? All of a sudden however, her thoughts vanished as Sakido replied, “Of course…You will need to know how to fight one day anyway. But it will not be easy. Be warned, my training with father will look like child’s play to what I’m going to put you through.”

“Okay.”

“Are you sure you still want to learn from me?”

“Yea, I want to learn from th best, so that way I can be the best.”

“But you will never be able to be the best.”

“Maybe, but I can still try, can’t I Sukie?”

“Of course. But, is the goal still worth it if you die?

“The goal is always worth it.”

Madizoi stared in disbelief and felt the rise of a blush as a small smile graced Sakido’s lips, “Yes, the goal is always worth it.” She felt a pang in her chest as she watched him pull Alboroza closer, covering her with a blanket, “Always.”

[nycaznqt]

that was good story any leading to it if there will be update pls :] id like to read 'em