Hello everyone, I'm slyferine. This is actually the very first time I'm posting a story here. This story is actually a challenge that my cousins and I devised. Since Naruto story is finished, we decided to make it into our next topic. Unfortunately or fortunately, I drew a short lot and I got a character who only spoke for a few minutes. Well, that's actually the fun in challenges right?

Since English is not my first language, I hope you don't mind pointing out any mistake I managed to make. I really don't know what I am writing as well, so please be patient with me.

I ended up completely changing the whole prologue after all. I appreciated your comments regarding my mistakes. But I was hoping that you can give me some pointers as well.

Without further rambling.

Disclaimer : Naruto and all its characters do not belong to me, they belong to Masashi Kishimoto. I only own my OC, Uzumaki Nagisa.

Prologue

Humans were ridiculous. That much she could see. Wherever she went, wherever she laid her gaze on, they always stared back at her with contempt, some fear and some she couldn't even begin to interpret. Was it anger? Hate? Pain? Sorrow?

"Look, it's that girl again. Where do you think that brother of hers is?"

"Who the hell cares about those demon twins?"

"Don't use that words! You know what Hokage-sama will do to those who broke the law!"

"But isn't the boy the one which-"

"Shhh! Don't say anything anymore! Let's just go."

It made her wonder sometimes, if she was even human anymore since she thought of herself as a separate entity from them, or the general human population. What did it make her then? A demon? Ah, but they thought of her brother as one, did they not? They certainly disliked her brother, and to an extent her by association. It was truly ridiculous.

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Sarutobi Hiruzen was tired. He was an old man who was supposed to retire peacefully, leaving responsibilities to the next generation, to a successor –who died-. He was supposed to be at home, spoiling grandchildren, bouncing them on his old knees. But that didn't happen. He was an old man who made mistakes. He thought that it was a good decision to let the village know, to trust the Will of Fire, and they might have viewed the child as a hero. But that didn't happen. They demanded retribution, to a mere child. And soon, by association, the other child suffered the same fate. She was not even the vessel.

Naruto was a bright and cheerful young boy. His love for good pranks certainly lightened up his heavy heart. His energy was boundless and he could never sit still for a moment. He was exactly the perfect replica of his father in term of appearance, with his tanned skin, unruly golden locks that gleamed under the light of the sun and a pair of the brightest cerulean blue orbs. Those eyes were encompassing, almost like the sky itself. His smile alone could brighten up the whole room. Inwardly, the old Hokage was thankful that the village's treatment towards the boy didn't really affect the bundle of sunshine except for occasional bout of loneliness which his twin immediately diffused. But he could still see the trace of longing the boy had in his eyes whenever he gazed upon a family, or a group of children when they played.

Naruto's younger twin was also the exact replica of himself in term of appearance with a few differences. For one, her hair was longer and her bangs laid flatter. Her skin was reminiscence of their mother's, smooth and pale. She also had no visible marks on her cheeks. It was her eyes that were much more different than Naruto's. They were darker in color, a twin pool of sapphire with a hint of glacial blue on the edges. What they held made Hiruzen wary.

Unlike Naruto, Nagisa was a quiet child –too quiet- who chose to remain in the shadow so to speak. Instead of choosing to interact with other children, she preferred to observe. She was reserved, and to an extent, even distant. What terrified the Sandaime more was actually the calculated intelligence he often saw in her eyes. If the girl inherited her father's wit… He didn't want to imagine what kind of thoughts occupied her young mind, what not with the treatment she received. It was difficult to guess what she was feeling or thinking unless you could read her eyes. The occasional dark look that flitted through her sapphire gaze worried him.

He could only hope for the best. He feared that Konoha had made a dangerous enemy. If only Minato or Kushina was here.

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Naruto loved his sister, he truly did. As she was the only family he had in the village. He could always speak to her without being yelled at, and he could always come to her for encouragement. He had no idea why everyone treated them the way they did and why Jiji wouldn't tell him. But he would prove to them that he wasn't what they called him! He would become Hokage one day, believe it! It was his little sister however, who worried him.

Ohh, she was a great little sister! But, sometimes he wondered just what she was thinking because she wouldn't tell him. On some occasion, he could also tell that her smiles were fake. She didn't like to play, or even asked for help or anything. It truly stumped him. He wanted to be a good older brother to Nagisa, but it was difficult if she didn't tell him what was bothering her. When he started his pranking habit though, he sometimes would caught her smiling. It made him all warm and giddy. So, he devised even more pranks just to see her smile. Each sincere smiles or even a giggle were precious marks of success. There was one time he even managed to make her laugh! He was so happy that he immediately hugged her so tightly.

"Nee nee, Nagi-chan?"

"Yes, Naruto-nii?"

His grin widened when he thought of a particularly amusing prank he could pull off for tomorrow. It was time for those stuck up fancy eyed bastards to stop being so stuck up all the time anyway. And of course, he would teach them a lesson for messing with his cute little imouto as well. For all he knew, it might be their fault that her face was set in an emotionless state all the time they were outside! He would coax his sister out of her shell slowly, or even dragged her out if necessary. If his own sister didn't trust him with his problem, how could he become a Hokage?

So, what do you think? Boring?

Reviews are appreciated.

Thank you. :D