Hey guys!

I've got this idea stuck in my head...

A story evolving around femNaruto (Nayuki) and Butsuma Senju.

I've written this preview and would be happy to know if you're interested in the story ;)

Well, here's the preview and don't forget to tell me what you think!

Thanks for your opinions ^^

~StiCyLove

A blade runs through a young woman as she cries in pain. Within seconds an unknown force grabs onto her. To her it feels like an aggressive blanket of chakra. It doesn't take her long to understand what is going on. She can feel that the bijuu she contains gets forcefully ripped out of her, but this time she doesn't give her opponent the pleasure of showing her pain. Bit by bit the chakra get dragged out of her, for her it feels like someone rips her inner organs out of her – as slow as possible. She smiles as she ignores the growing pain and tiredly thinks, "That's it. I'm dying …" The almighty king of bijuu silently whispers his goodbye in her mind 'Kit, it was nice to fight alongside you. I hope we'll meet again when we're reborn' Weak his precious host answers her good bye to the beast she got to love like a father before she closes her eyes one last time. The rain falls as if it tries to wash away all the blood that was shed in this last desperate battle against her – the wannabe goddess Madara Uchiha. It is as if heaven itself is crying for the last person to fight against this maniac. It's like the world is grieving all the fallen lying around on the battlefield. A battlefield like this did never exist before. Even the clan wars were more merciful.

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"Ah!" a painful cry rips through the nightly silence. The young woman feels so much pain. Terrible wounds decorate her broken body. She whimpers and cries not only because of her physical but also her mental pain. 'How am I still alive?', she thinks desperately, 'Sasuke, Sakura, Hinata, Kakashi, all of them … Why couldn't I die aith them?' After some time she can hear a group of people nearing her – shinobi she presumes.

"Poor thing, probably a civilian caught in a fight between shinobi …", a young short, black haired shinobi states. "We should kill her and spare her from further suffering", suggests his blond colleague. "What do you think Butsuma-sama?", addresses a older shinobi their leader. Their black haired leader looks at the girl in front of him. She had to be around 13 summers old. What really caught his eye is her beauty, behind all those painful wounds hides the beauty of a goddess or at least he thinks so. 'Such a waste…' "Men, I want you to continue on to the compound. I'll take the child to the next village. They should decide upon her fate" "Butsuma-sama? Why should village people decide upon her fate, not us?" Butsuma grits his teeth at this young ones insolence. 'He dares talking back to me?!' "She's a civilian therefore her kind should decide for her not us." "Shouldn't someone of us take her there? I mean you have to return to the clan, Batsuma-sama", the blond shinobi suggests. Butsuma stares at him before questioning him, "Are you disobeying me?" "Of course not, Butsuma-sama!", the shinobi answers immediately, afraid of his leaders wrath. "Well, then what are you waiting for?"

As soon as his men are out of sight, he knees down beside her and inspects her wounds. He decides to heal the life threatening ones himself. Carefully he runs his fingertips over her body. 'She's truly beautiful' "W-who?", the girl asks weakly. "Butsuma. Don't talk ….", he instructs her. "Hurts" He looks at the grimacing girl. A fresh wave of tears runs down her cheeks. "I know … Try to not move" 'Why am I caring so much for her? My wife waits for me back at the compound and this girl is too young for me …. not that it's forbidden or frowned upon … many men have women half their age …. Don't go down that road, you don't even know her. For all you know she could be a spy or a civilian of an enemy clan…' "T-thank y-you. I-I'm Na-nayuki…" , even though she's in a lot of pain she tries to smile at her savior. "Shhh … Don't waste your energy on talking to me. Spare your energy for getting better", he tells her in his best soothing voice. "H-hai" She answers weakly before closing her eyes and falling asleep. 'She's too trusting. I could do anything to her ….' He takes her into his arms and takes off into the direction of the next village. From time to time he lets his eyes wander to the young woman in his arms. He watches as her face twist into grimaces and relaxes again. Whenever he can, he avoids movements whish harm her. After he reaches his destination, he places Nayuki on the doorstep of the local medics. "Nayuki?" "Hn" He smiles at her – his first sincere smile in a long time – and whispers, "I'll be back". He shortly knocks at the door and disappears into the night.

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Nayukis pain dulls after some time. When she wakes up, she is greeted by a stranger. She inspects the stranger hovering above her. He has short purple hair. His eyes are the same shade of purple as his hair. The man seems to be in his early twenties and looks like a ordinary civilian. This revelation calms her at least a tiny little bit because civilian couldn't hurt her easily – she could overpower him with ease. Just when she begins to inspect his blue kimono, she is startled out of her thoughts by his voice. "How are you girl?", he asks her slightly worried. She was unconscious for the better half of the week. "Better?" An expression of relieve crosses the man's face. He can't help but feel a bit better and laughs whole heartily. Amusement dances through purple eyes and moves some strands of his bangs out of his face. As he addresses her again, amusement can still be heard in his voice, "Oh girl, you were knocking on deaths door when you got to me. Your wounds are healing fine now. Tell me child, what's your name and why were you hurt like that?"

Nayuki thinks for a bit before she decides to answer, "I'm Nayuki. I can't really remember it, but I'm sure that shinobi were involved …. What is your name, if I'm allowed to ask" He looks at her surprised that he forgot to introduce himself before asking the girl for her name, "I'm Rei, your medic" "Thank you, Rei. Can you tell me where we are?" "We are in Hi no Kuni – near the Senju and Uchiha clan territories. That's the reason I'm not surprised that you got hurt by shinobi. We live in a rather dangerous area with those rivaling clans nearby, don't you agree?" 'Senju and Uchiha territories; rivaling clans; dangerous?' Her mind begins to spin, 'How is that possible? The Uchiha and Senju clans are at the border of extinction. Even if they weren't that few in numbers, there haven't been clan territories for many years – since Konohas birth to be exact. This makes no sense… Oh no, please don't tell me… No, time travel is impossible, isn't it?' A pearl of cold sweat begins to form on her forehead as she asks the dreaded question, "Rei would you mind giving me today's date?" At his answer her face drains of every last bit of color. Only one thought runs through her head as she loses conscious again, 'How?'