Name: Shirikima Uchiha
Country: Leaf (She was abducted as a child and taken to an experiment center far away, never seeing the outside world, then being made an assassin, sent out for the purpose of 'fixing' one of their failed experiments… She knows nothing on ninjas, only knowing how to fight like one…)
Age: 26
Height: 5'6
Weight: 110
Blood Type: 0
Birthday: September 1st
Description: Shirikima has long, ink black hair, seemingly a trait of the surviving Uchihas. Her violet eyes hold the secret of her clan, waiting to be found out, as her superior skills has left her no need to find or use the hereditary trait of Sharingan. With her hair reaching her waist and lower than her hips, it is a perfect place to hide her sword, a short, slim blade, made with a blood red redwood hilt. She is a hired Assassin, one known for killing quickly and painlessly, and often has many weapons hidden in various places on her person. She wears no mask, though she has one, a dark indigo mask that, if it will prove useful, will fit her perfectly. She has a slight build, and is extremely intelligent. She is rather bipolar, more often than not confusing her feelings. Can be quite emotional one moment, distant and reserved the next. Wears fingerless gloves, a black tank top with army green vest, and fitted Capri's, the part of her legs that are visible bandaged thoroughly.
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She sighed heavily, sitting on her metal chair, in her metal room, feeling their gaze on her naked form. She had been doing this for more than two decades, training, eating, sleeping, and killing 'test runs'.
She was their clean up system, they had to make sure they did it right. They had to make sure she did it right.
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"Twenty men in five minutes, sir. She's more than ready, we should not hesitate any longer in sending her to the Leaf Village."
"Good, she leaves tomorrow morning, before sunrise."
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"We are down five men from your guard." An even tone reached the Hokage's ears, and he looked up at the silver haired man before him with a grim nod.
"But is the rogue ninja dead?" He scrutinized Kakashi with wise eyes, and the nin nodded his affirmative, expression bored but eyes, (or eye) alert.
"Then we'll simply have to find more men, wont we, Kakashi." The Hokage gave the nin a pointed glance, and Kakashi sighed.
"I'll keep an eye out."
"Why don't you keep both eyes out?" Kakashi ignored that as he turned and left the Hokage's room, hands in his pants pocket.
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Shirikima blinked as they woke her up, handing her clothes and all of her weapons. She glared at their backs as they retreated, leaving her to dress. She didn't even know what she was doing yet! Bastards…
Finding her new clothes perfectly fitting to her new form, Shiri observed herself on the cold metallic flooring, noting that she looked dangerously beautiful. Her black eyes narrowed with self satisfaction, and she looked at the bandages next to her sword suspiciously.
"Hey, baka!" She yelled, looking up at the screen in the corner. It fizzed and a shadowed face appeared.
"Yeah you, that's right. What the fuck are these things for?"
"I don't care, Uchiha Shirikima, wrap them around your bare legs or something." With that the screen fizzed into blackness.
She mimicked him with a sour face, pink lips forming a pout. This was no doubt some way to fit into her surroundings where she would be killing. She knew now that she was going out into the world, for the first time in a long time. She had lost count… They never told her… She only knew her age, unaware of how old she was when they had taken her.
"Brother! Brother HELP!" She shrieked as strong men plucked her from her mother's cooling, bloody corpse. But the black haired boy whom she could no longer clearly remember had been too shocked to move to her aid, watching their brother tear their worlds apart. They had taken her to this lab, explained that she was to be used to fix a problem they had made in a failed experiment, and that she would be trained until ready to kill all who stood in her way, and they had assured her that there would be many. They had kept her longer than that, using her as a lab rat for other experiments, leaving her scarred, and often crying. The only soft thing in the world she lived in was herself, and she felt her skin to make sure that was still the case.
Taking off the sandals they had given her, she carefully wrapped the bandages around her calves, being sure to make it breathable for her blood, but tight enough to stay still, without moving from its place.
"Shirikima Uchiha." He said her name the other way around, so she immediately looked to the screen.
"You will go to a place called the Leaf Village, you will kill one Naruto Uzamaki, then you will report back with his head." She nodded, wondering who Naruto Uzamaki was.
The man gave her a quick verbal description before the screen was once again blank.
"Well, time to kill a bitch." Shirikima sniggered at her own dirty mouth, it was her trademark, but she only really swore for self entertainment. She got up, adjusted her sandals, and walked to the door, watching as it swung open and two guards grabbed her upper arms, bruising them as they walked her to the outside.
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"Where is Sensei? I really wish he could surprise us for once and just be on tiiimme." Sakura complained as she paced back and forth, swinging her arms exaggeratedly.
Naruto was all too quick to agree with her, the blond bed head teen looking this way and that to try and spot Kakashi-sensei before he arrived.
He shot a quick glare at Sasuke, who was leaning against the bridge's guard rail for what seemed like the thousandth time this week, waiting for Kakashi. 'I don't have time for this,' He ground out mentally, ignoring Sakura as she walked so close that the smell of her perfume, cherry blossoms, rubbing off on his elbow. He was more than happy to return Naruto's stare, at which the clueless blond turned away and resumed the search for the M.I.A sensei.
"I'm hungry!" Naruto complained loudly, after ten minutes of grumbling and watching Sakura's alluring figure walk back and forth, back and forth. She stopped, fisting her hands, and he gulped.
"HOW CAN YOU BE HUNGRY? WE JUST ATE RAMEN HALF AN HOUR AGO! DO YOU KNOW HOW HUGE THE TAB WAS! YOU BE GLAD IRUKA-SENSAI WAS WILLING TO SPEND THAT MUCH ON YOU!" Sakura blew up at him, and Naruto opened his mouth in defense.
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Shiri's step faltered at the sound of loud voices, her sensitive ears ringing. All those years in captivity made her sensitive to such trivial things, and she chuckled, shaking her beautiful head of hair, allowing the black bangs to cover her black eyes. She followed the source of the loud noise, down small dirt alleys, until she came to a bridge.
Three children, teenagers most likely, were standing on the bride. A girl with short pink hair was yelling at a boy whose hair made it appear he had just awoken, telling him that he didn't have to be suck a fucking pig. Well, she said pig, Shiri though fucking. The other boy, though… Her memories stirred, and she blinked wildly, trying desperately to grab at the tender threads keeping her mind blinded to the obviousness of the name! That MUST be her brother. She bit her lip, finger's running through her hair to grasp her sword hilt thoughtfully. She would kill Naruto, then ask questions. Yes, she liked that plan.
With supernatural speed, she was upon them, running along the guard rail with no hesitation, obviously not worried of falling as she fell upon the blond haired boy, making the pink haired girl scream and her brother grunt with vaguer surprise. Shiri smirked as she held Naruto to her with her sword drawn, slightly cutting into his neck as she breathed hot air on his ear.
"Too easy…" She teased, and her knuckles turned white as she prepared to slit his throat. He struggled, only making the cut deeper as some of her hair fell around them.
"Let him go!" The pink haired girl shrieked, though not yet hysterically, as she looked on wide eyed.
Shiri passed her a glance, and smirked.
"Nice forehead, girly." The girl fingered her forehead, and her eyes went white.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING BILLBOARD BROW!" Shiri was amused now, feeling Naruto's blood hit her thumb as it ran in a thin line down her blade.
"Lemme go!" The squirming fool gasped as the blade cut deeper, she was fooling with him now. The pain blinded his thoughts, making it impossible to think of an escape route.
The black haired boy, her beloved younger brother, stepped forward, pulling out a shuriken. Shiri sent him a pained look, and his eyes widened.
"Brother! Brother!" She mimicked her younger voice, using an assassin's cunning to distract him as she pulled her blade away, getting ready to slice this blonde's windpipe.
"KAKASHI-SENSEI! HELP!"
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Kakashi was walking down small alleys, taking his time. He flipped the page of a certain orange book, in the middle of an interesting chapter when the scream reached his ears. His visible eye narrowing, he threw the book down, not sparing it another glance as he sped off.
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Kakashi? Who was that? Their teacher? Bewilderment was clear on her face, and her arm hesitated with her mind a moment. She gasped as a gloved hand shot forth, grabbing her sword arm and pulling it behind her, yanking her back into a solid, warm body. Naruto sputtered and ran a few feet away to turn around, pulling bloody fingers from his neck and grimacing.
"Kakashi-sensei!" The girl's voice was relieved, and she shot Naruto a worried glance.
Shirikima, meanwhile, was fuming.
"You're hindering the process, dearest," She snarled, struggling to free her arm, the flat of her sword pinned against her captor's chest. She could not picture him, but he was very powerful, strong, lean muscles felt under her twisted hand.
"So sorry, but I'm afraid I can't let you kill Naruto." His voice was milky smooth, like cream, (though she had not had cream in more than two decades), and she murmured a profanity before leaning back and relaxing.
"Why?" She whined, twisting her neck to try to get a glimpse.
She could only see a dark indigo masked chin, he was looking at Naruto.
"Sakura, mind looking at that for him?" Kakashi, that was his name, she remembered, instructed the pink haired girl, Sakura, who nodded before turning to Naruto.
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Kakashi had sped to the scene, pulling up his forehead protector as he ran. If anything was happening, he wanted to see it as quickly as possible. It was a good thing too; someone was ready to deliver a slayer blow to Naruto. He sped up, grabbing her arm and pulling it back behind her, her body following and crushing into his own.
While Sakura tended to Naruto, Kakashi's eye's flitted to Sasuke, who was standing stock still, his shuriken hanging from limp fingers.
"Sasuke." He addressed the young nin, who, startled, dropped the shuriken.
"Ah, brother," The woman in his arms had gone limp at the site of him so shocked, her heart suddenly beating faster. Kakashi raised a silver eyebrow, watching Sasuke's eyes turn angry.
"My sister is dead." The boy snarled, still looking at her with a heated expression.
"Well then I suppose I'll just let Kakashi make that a reality." The woman retorted, and Kakashi stealthily took her sword from her, still holding her securely to prevent any attempts at escape… And because he was a sick sick man.
She squirmed against him, trying to get to Sasuke, who suddenly shook his head at Kakashi. Kakashi shrugged in response, it wasn't like he was planning on killing her.
"Then what is your name?" Sasuke challenged in a cautious voice, black eyes studying the woman in his sensei's arms.
"Shirikima Uchiha…" She suddenly had tears in her eyes, and Sasuke's eyes widened.
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His name was Sasuke… She longed to reach out and pull him to her, to ask his forgiveness of using his memories against him in an effort to kill his friend… But the strong arms surrounding her, right below her chest, were kind of constricting. She rubbed against the holder, hoping to distract him enough to loosen his grip, but he did not respond with anything but a slight increased tension.
"Let me go see my brother." She snarled, and the venom in her voice made Kakashi release her. She flew to Sasuke, who, with wide shocked eyes, dodged her attempt to grasp him. Kakashi's amused chuckling hit her ears, and with a determined expression, she turned to face Sasuke, deciding that an embrace was a bit of a quick action.
"I was in her arms when he killed her, you were in the doorway, Sasuke, remember?" He swayed, but was still listening. "I called for your help as the men dragged me away… You were too disturbed. I'm sorry I didn't fight them harder brother, if I had I would be with you right now instead of on my first mission to the outside world to kill your friend."
"W-where did they take you?" Sasuke was dazed, that was obvious enough, she may even go as far as to deduct that she had thrown her dear younger brother into shock.
"I don't know, they kept me in a metal room for twenty years, training me to fix one of their failed experiments." She fixed Naruto with her black eyes, and he shrunk away.
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Kakashi watched all this, slightly surprised. Another Uchiha? His eye widened, and his head snapped to the side, narrowing his visible eye in concentration, then slight surprise.
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Sasuke blanched. His sister screamed in front of him, her beautiful face contorted with pain as she reached out to him.
"Brother…?" She looked down at the tip of metal jutting from her shoulder, and slowly turned her face to narrow her eyes in anger, rage, pain, weakening…
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"Ino!" Sakura cried, watching as her blond friend stabbed Sasuke's sister viciously in the back, watching Sasuke's face contort, widen, surprise written all over him. His sister's blood splattered onto his cheek, and he gasped, reaching out to her.
"Don't you dare hurt Sasuke!" Ino yelled, twisting the Kunai Knife viciously, gaining a gurgled growl from Shiri.
"I-Ino, my sister, why are- why did you do that?" Sasuke's voice was distant as he pushed Ino away, her Kunai going with her. He quickly clasped his hands to his sister's shoulder, pupil's dilated. He wouldn't show his emotions, his sister would live. Narrowing his eyes, scrunching up his nose in anger and selfless rage, he smacked Ino.
"What the fuck did you think you were pulling!"
"Sasuke!" Kakashi's hands replaced the spot where Sasuke's hands had held moments before, stumping the blood flow as best he could. "She doesn't know what is going on… Ino, go wait in the park, near the Hokage's palace. I will explain this there," He sent her a serious glance, and she nodded, still holding her cheek with a shocked expression.
Sasuke struggled with the realization that he couldn't kill Ino for trying to kill a sister who looked suspiciously dangerous. He turned to see Kakashi picking his sister up.
"Follow me." Kakashi's command was absolute, and the four young nin nodded, Sakura Naruto and Sasuke following Kakashi and Ino walking to the Park.
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Her scream flooded her own ears, which were now pumping with adrenaline. Kakashi's jostling, though as gentle as possible, made her clutch at her shoulder and weep. She had never been injured before, had always killed everyone else first.
But then she let down her guard.
"Sasuke… Brother…" She looked around frantically, and saw Sasuke looking at her from the crook of Kakashi's arm (that being her view of him walking beside Kakashi, not him sticking his head into Kakashi's elbow XD). She reached out both hands, and Sasuke grabbed one, Kakashi's hand moving to grab another.
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As he grabbed her soft hand, he deduced that sometimes when one was close to blacking out, comfort could help them overcome things such as pain, stress, or fear. He had a feeling that Shirikima was feeling a combination of these, and she looked up into his visible eye in shock, before her black eyes softened and she turned back to her young brother.
Her voice rasped, but it did not keep her from speaking, Kakashi ignoring the blood seeping through his vest and shirt to run down the length of his body, one of his feet leaving behind them a trail of blood. "Sasuke," Shirikima began, and Kakashi listened intently as they headed towards the Hokage's palace, and thus moving closer to the best doctor in the village, "You've grown so… You look like father. I missed you, brother." He heard Sakura sniffle in the back, and figured the pink haired girl was sensing the emotion charged in Shirikima's words.
Kakashi saw Sasuke's gaze falter, and watched the nin work his lower lip between his teeth, unsure of what to say.
"I thought you were dead," Sasuke's voice was level, but there was emotion there, "I missed you too, Shirikima." Kakashi watched his student struggle, and decided that the Hokage's palace should be moved closer to the bridge.
"You shouldn't talk anymore, Shirikima. You have lost enough blood." They finally reached the palace, and immediately the Hokage noticed his guests and called in the medic nins, his personal medic included.
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Shirikima awoke, but didn't open her eyes. Funny, she had thought she would dream of her brother, but instead she dreamed of the silver haired man who had stopped her attack with such simple means, and yet not killed her, or grudged her. He was holding her hand tenderly, carrying her in his strong arms, ignoring the blood that seeped from her. Blood… That reminded her. She moved her arm to touch her shoulder, and cried out, her eyes shooting open. She had tried to move the wrong arm… She felt the wound open once more, felt the bandages on her shoulder begin to dampen as her vision swayed.
"Sister? Don't faint on me again." Her brother's voice cleared her thoughts, and she looked up to see both him and the silver haired man, Kakashi, she remembered now, her not being good with names… They were leaning over her, Kakashi with his forehead protector, or at least that's what she suspected it was, pushed up so that it was now even. He must have been dozing, because he was rubbing the eye that had been formerly covered. She watching him, and as he pulled his fist away and opened the eye, she gasped, and screamed so loud that a vase collapsed. Kakashi and Sasuke winced, and Shirikima fought to gain control over herself.
"Itachi…" She mumbled, confused, delirious. Sasuke shook his head, looking to Kakashi then back to her.
"No, he has the Sharingan as a gift. Nothing to do with Itachi." Sasuke supplied, his eyes pleading her to calm. No one else would have noticed that in his eyes, but he was her brother. She knew.
"Kakashi…" She looked back to the silver haired man, who waved with a wolfish grin evident in his eyes, even if she could barely see it through his mask.
That's when she noticed. Despite years of nudeness before scientists, male and female, she blushed crimson. The only thing covering her top half was a bandage! That's why Naruto and Sakura weren't in here, she deducted, Naruto would have lost it and Sakura, well, she would have to stay with Naruto and make sure he didn't lose it anyways. But that's not the way she saw it, she saw it as they were too young to be in a room with a virtually half naked woman.
"Pervert!" She suddenly found energy as she raised her uninjured arm and grabbed his masked chin, turning his head roughly to the side as she looked frantically for her black undershirt. Sasuke watched, slightly amused, as his sister found her shirt, Kakashi with his mismatched eyes drooping comically.
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Kakashi had indeed had traveling eyes while Shirikima had been sleeping, but they had been on his book, 'Make Out Paradise'. It was his third time reading it. He waved it in the air slightly, and said, "I've been wrongly accused more than once."
The girl ignored him, lying back down and closing her eyes, deliberately facing her younger brother. He thought back to when he had been carrying her, thinking past all of the blood that still covered his clothing. She had been incredibly slender, her curves seeming to fit into his gentle-as-possible-hold, her head fitting comfortably, for both of them, in the crook of his arms. She wasn't that much shorter than him, with the trademark black hair of her clan, with the blue inky hue that reached her hips. When they had taken off her clothes, (they had had to, that when the younger members had left, Sasuke as an exception,) they had found bruises, places where shots and needles had been given, hand marks on her hips which had made Sasuke blanch for the third time that morning, hand marks everywhere, bruises scabs and general damage wrought continuously.
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Kakashi got up, pulling his forehead protector back over his sharingan, and nodded to Sasuke. "I'm going to inform Ino and the Hokage of this interesting tidbit, I suspect you want to stay with Shirikima." Without waiting for Sasuke's answer he slipped out quietly, and Sasuke heard him tell Sakura and Naruto that they could come in. Sakura dragged the half asleep Naruto into the room.
"Sasuke, how are you doing? How is your sister?" Sakura immediately bombarded him, and he sighed, leaning his chin on his palm, looking down on his sister.
"She's delirious, but definetly my sister." That's all he said. He wasn't surprised when Sakura's slim arms gave him a brief hug; he knew she was going to do the whole pity thing. But still, he twitched just a little.
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Pheonix: Well, this is my first Naruto fanfic, how did I do? Please R&R, even if I have the next chapter planned out reviews make me write better!
And basically I love Kakashi and Sasuke, so I made a character that could have to do with them both :)