Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Forgotten Past, Unknown Future ❯ Four Years Later ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
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It was a hot dry summer day. Tsukiko was in the fields, picking her last row of vegetables for the day.

“ Need some help.” a familiar voice joked.

Tsukiko looked up to see Kiba standing there. Akamaru was in his jacket.

“You’re just leaving the academy NOW?” Tsukiko asked in confusion. Still picking the vegetables.

Kiba usually was out of the academy by mid afternoon, it was now almost sunset. The only time he would pass by the field at this time was either when he was out training or if he got in trouble with Iruka.

“ Yep. Today was graduation from the academy.” Kiba smiled proudly and pointed to his new forehead protector.

“Great!” Tsukiko smiled. “And for your first mission you can take THESE crates and bring them to THAT granary.” she said, shoving the two extra crates at him.

“Don’t got much of a choice, do I?” he smirked and picked up the crates and began walking towards the granary.

“Tsuki…can I ask you something?”

“Uh, sure, but can you wait ‘till after I check out?”

Tsukiko took her card and gave it to her boss. He did some hand signs and the card went blank.

“ Great job Tsuki.” he said. “That’s double the amount than yesterday.”

Tsukiko smiled and collected her pay. All together this week she made $150. When she got home she would give her sister 50 and put the rest away in her savings box.
Kiba and Tsukiko walked down the road. They were passing the park which meant they were halfway to her house. Tsuki remembered that Kiba wanted to ask her something.

“So Kiba… what did you want to ask me?”

Akamaru sniffed the air for a second then barked.
Tsukiko knew Akamaru for 4 years already but still had no idea what he was trying to say. Which sometimes would get on her nerves but she didn’t mind most of the time, it just confused her as to how Kiba could.

“ Where did you get that cut from?” Kiba asked seriously. “It’s pretty deep.”

“What are you talking about?” Tsukiko asked confused.

“Your leg, you have a cut on it right?”
Tsukiko stopped walking and touched her leg. Right above her left knee cap. She had forgotten about it until now. She was surprised since she didn’t feel it while working all day.

----------------------flashback------------------(last night)

“KIKO!” yelled Ayazumi at the top of her lungs.

“What is it Ayazumi?” Tsukiko answered, walking into her sisters room.

When Tsukiko was little she used to call her Aya but she hated it since a few years ago so now when Tsukiko calls her that she goes into a fit of rage often resulting in throwing things.

“I’m tired so go to town for me and buy Mizuki a present.” she said half asleep.

*She’s probably having a hangover and ran out of sake* Tsukiko thought rationally.

“Well I’ve been working all day and I just got home. Im your sister ,Aya, not your maid.

Ayazumi got up and pushed her sister to the ground.
As Tsukiko fell, her elbow knocked into her sisters mini-mirror and it shattered on the floor.
Ayazumi took one of the bigger pieces and sliced her sisters leg with it.
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The two friends started walking again.

“How did you- she started to say.

“I can smell the blood, so can Akamaru, and then there’s the fact that there’s blood on you’re the knee of your pants.” he pointed at the spot.

They walked in silence for a while.

“Why do you stay there?” he asked trying not to show his concern. “You know you’re more than welcome to stay at my house.”

“Thanks for being concerned Kiba but I’m fine. Besides, we would end up killing each other over the radio.” she chuckled.

*Should I tell him? No I…I cant he’s my best ,only, friend. I cant tell him. I don’t want him to worry.* she thought to herself.

“I saved up enough money to join the academy.” She said to break the silence.

“That’s cool. Ill help you train when you need to. Akamaru too.” he said.

They finally got to her house. She waved goodbye to her friend, took a deep breath and walked inside.

__________________Later that night________________

Tsukiko finished eating her dinner. She walked down the narrow wooden hallway to her room, at the end of the hall and closed the door. She walked into the middle of the room and sat on the floor next to her bed.
She lifted up the edge of the round carpet under her bead and pulled up the floorboard. Then she reached in and pulled out small, varnished, wooden box.
She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small silver colored key and opened the box. She poured its contents onto the floor in front of her.
She put the box aside and on the floor was a picture. She picked up the picture and looked at it.

In the picture was a woman , around 30, with beautiful long black hair and blue eyes. She also had very pale skin and was wearing a green Chuunin vest. There was also a man , around 30 also, with short brown hair and dark green eyes. His skin had a slight tan to it and he had a scar that started below his eye and ended an inch or so before his ear. He too had a Chuunin vest on. Also in the picture were two children. One around 10 and the other about 5. They were her sister Ayazumi and herself.
She glared at the picture for what seemed like an hour.

*Mother…Father…*

Her eyes started to burn and get waters and she felt her throat tighten up. That hasn’t happened to her in a while. She could barely remember the last time she felt that way.

“That was long ago, no use crying about the past.” she quietly said to herself.

She put the picture on the ground and looked at what else fell out of the box. It was money, lots of money. About two years worth of savings which could be about 24 thousand dollars.

Suddenly her door slammed open. She slowly turned her head to see her two least favorite people. Her sister , Ayazumi, and her sisters boyfriend , Mizuki,

“So there’s where the money’s been going. You little thief.” her sister smirked.
Her cheeks were almost red from sake. “Oh and the baby’s been crying I see.” she started laughing.

Suddenly Mizuki had Tsukiko pinned on the ground with her arm twisted behind her back.
Ayazumi kneeled down and started pocketing the money. She then looked over and saw the picture.
She lifted it up and looked at it, the tore it to pieces.

“No. Stop it! GET OUT!” Tsukiko yelled.

She could care less about the money. She could just work more overtime and save it up again. But the picture she couldn’t replace. It was the only thing she had left to remember her parents by. The only way she could see their faces again.

“Giving orders now?” taunted Mizuki.

“I said. . . get. . . out.” Tsukiko said coldly.

Mizuki twisted her arm a little more.
Tsukiko was about to scream. The pain shooting up her arm was becoming unbearable. It was about to break.
Tsukiko blacked out.