Chapter 3

Years passed. Three to be exact. Naruto and Emiko had grown close. She had even told him about her kinjutsu, but only him. Dei-Dei did tell her that if she trusted someone enough, she could tell them.

She found out that Itachi had killed the entire Uchiha clan and left Sasuke, his little brother, alive. She did not know why, but she did not really care. Sasuke was mean in her opinion, and she treated him like he treated others. She usually ignores him as he does everyone else. The fangirls were shocked by that.

Shikamaru and Emiko had come to a compromise. She would not make him into art, and he would not question it. Fair is fair, really.

She had become friends with Kiba and Shino. Chouji wanted to eat her clay, so she stayed away from him. She sometimes talked to Hinata. They were not really friends, but in Emiko’s eyes, Hinata was better than Sakura.

Over the years, she rarely added un, yah, or hmm. She still did sometimes, though.

The exam to become ninjas was today, and hopefully she would see Dei-Dei out in the real world soon. That was her dream, along with everyone seeing her art.

Her life had changed drastically over the years, but if she had the chance to return to her brother, she would drop everything in Konoha and go to him. Her love for the village and her brother were on two different levels. Naruto knew that, and he was dreading the day that she would leave him and the village behind. When he would become Hokage, though, he would let her in, even if she had become an S-Rank criminal. She had helped him with so many things, particularly his pranks. Yesterday’s prank was finished so much more quickly with her explosion clay paint. He would miss her when she was gone…

First Person! Emiko!

I looked into the mirror and made sure my clay pouch was on properly before I walked out of the apartment. I headed to Naruto’s, pulling out some clay to make a clay spider. Knowing Naruto, he was still asleep. I was hoping that he would not be, today being the big day and all, but Naruto is still Naruto no matter what.

When I got there, I opened the door and walked in. Naruto does not mind. His apartment was a mess, like normal. It looked like the results of an explosion, so I was okay with it.

When I reached his room, I knocked on his door. It swung open and… there he was, half off the bed, snoring. His alarm clock was smashed to bits on the ground near his bed. I snickered.

I tossed the spider near him (E1, of course) and made the hand sign. BOOM! Naruto shot up and grabbed a… sock. He put it in a defensive position before flopping out of bed in a heap. I giggled as he looked up at me.

“Hiya, Naruto. Get ready. We’ve got 30 minutes until we have to be at the Academy. Big test today, yah?” I told him. His eyes widened before he jumped up and pushed me out of his room.

I walked to his kitchen and made him some toast. I’ll be damned if he does not eat it! The boy cannot live on just ramen, no matter what he says. Just in case he goes for the ramen, I made a few tiny clay spiders and placed them around the instant ramen.

When said boy walked out of his room, I shoved the toast into his face. He pouted. “But I’ve got ramen!” he whined, and I smirked.

“You go anywhere near your ramen, I will katsu them into art,” I warned, and he froze. He knows I will do it, as I have done it many times before.

He grabbed the toast and scoffed it down like a pig. When he was done, I rolled my eyes and pointed to the bathroom, basically telling him to brush his teeth. He pouted again and went to the bathroom to do his duties.

I made the clay spiders return to my pouch and into clay. I opened the front door and waited outside the doorway. When Naruto finally moved his butt and got out, we both headed to the Academy.

“Emi, sometimes I think having you around feels more like you’re my mother,” he told me, putting his arms behind his head.

“I feel like your mother half the time. You may be older than me, Naruto, but I’m more intelligent and have more common sense. Which is really bad, because I make things explode. Everyone should have more common sense than me when it comes to a lot of things. Art? No one has common sense about that,” I pointed out, and we both laughed, knowing that it was true.

When we finally got to the Academy, we walked to our normal chairs and sat down. Naruto was looking around, becoming excited for the exam. He was nervous, too, hoping it was not too hard.

I saw Shikamaru, and I started to talk to him about the test. He was hoping it would not be a drag. I agreed, hoping it was not going to be something that would mock my art.

I jumped back, startled by Akamaru jumping onto my table. Kiba chuckled as Akamaru waited for me to make something out of my clay that he could play with. Pretty degrading of my art, but at least someone appreciated it. I chuckled as I pet him.

“Which one today, Kiba?” I asked, and he looked at Akamaru as he barked.

“Spider,” he told me, and I nodded my head. Everyone in the Academy is oblivious to how big of an explosion I can make, which is a good thing. I could destroy an entire village with it if I wanted. Well, maybe. I would have to work with my chakra really hard to do so.

I pulled a bit of clay out, and I made my mouths appear. No one saw them as I rubbed my hands together and ‘worked’ on the spider. It takes about two minutes, and I have to be careful.

I put the little clay bomb on the table. When the spider started to move, Akamaru followed it as it jumped around the room. I smirked as I made the spider jump onto Ino’s head. She screamed when she saw it. Then it jumped onto Sakura’s head, making her scream, too. Akamaru jumped onto Ino and Sakura’s heads as the spider evaded him.

When Iruka walked in, I stopped, and Akamaru went to Kiba to sit in his usual spot. Iruka walked to the front of the room and had a list in his hands.

“We will now start the final exam,” Iruka told us. “If your name is called, come to the classroom next door. The subject will be the clone jutsu.”

I gasped. Oh no… Naruto. I glanced at him as he started to freak out, majorly. I took his hand in mine. He looked at me, his eyes wide in fright. I knew one way to calm him down. I made my hand mouths appear and made them lick him. He yelped, and I chuckled as he glared at me.

“Emiko!” Naruto yelled. Everyone looked at us as I continued to laugh at him. He puffed his cheeks out, and I sighed. I could not have him mad at me all day. I pouted, pulling out my cuteness card. No one can resist, not even the Jashin damned Hokage!

Naruto knew I was pulling the face, and I made my eyes extra wide. “Swrry Narwto, pwease forgive mwe?” I pouted and heard an awww. Score! Someone thought I was cute. Well, it was not the first time they have seen, but meh. They thought it was cute.

My lips started to tremble, and I started to whimper. Naruto’s eyes widened as he looked at me, my eyes watering. He then pulled me into a bone-crushing hug, saying I was forgiven over and over again.

I smirked over his shoulder, and Kiba chuckled at me. Suddenly, my name was called, and I saw the ninja at the front of the classroom. My turn.

“Naruto, I’m fine now. I’m going to go take the test,” I told him. He nodded his head and let me go.

I walked to the front of the classroom and out the door, into the next classroom. When I walked in, I saw Mizuki and Iruka sitting and waiting for me. I saw the line-up of Konoha nin forehead protectors.

“When you’re ready, Emiko,” Iruka said.

I nodded my head towards him and formed a hand sign. With a poof, six clones appeared, and I yawned. Easy.

Iruka and Mizuki’s mouths dropped. “Remind me again why you aren’t a ninja yet?” Iruka muttered, and I looked confused.

“Because I’m lazy, and I couldn’t be bothered to pass earlier,” I explained. He chuckled at me, throwing a forehead protector to me. I smiled down at it.

“Oh, Emiko. Go to Lord Hokage. He told me to tell you that if you passed, you were to go to him. He said something about a letter,” Iruka said, and I nodded in response.

“Tell Naruto I won’t see him for me, okay, un?” I asked, and he nodded.

I walked out of the classroom, tying my forehead protector around my forehead like a normal person. I headed straight to the Hokage’s office, waving to people passing by that I recognized. When I reached the Hokage’s office, I knocked on the door. He called out for me to come in.

I walked in, shutting the door behind me as I went. I walked to his desk, and I bowed my head respectfully. He smiled at me as I straightened up.

“Congratulations on making genin,” he said.

“Thank you, Lord Hokage,” I replied with a smile. “Iruka-sensei told me you had a letter for me, or something like that.”

He nodded and looked in his pile of papers, handing me a letter once he found it. I looked at the front of the letter, and I saw my name… and my heart stopped. Deidara’s writing. My brother… “When…”

“He sent this a few months ago. I didn’t read it; no one did. We respected his wishes, as well as yours,” he told me. I beamed at him before hugging the crap outta him.

“Thank you so much for giving me this, Lord Hokage! This is what I needed. I’ve been missing him like crazy,” I explained.

He hugged me back. “You love your brother a lot, don’t you?” he asked, and I pulled away, nodding my head.

“More than my art, which, I’ll have you know, is better than any art out there,” I explained. He chuckled in response.

“Well, go read it. Make sure you’re at home. I had to make sure no one knew you received this letter or that it even came.”

I nodded my head and bowed again. I ran out of the office and straight home. When I got there, I ran into the apartment and locked the door. I set my clay explosives around the room before I sat on my bed. Anyone who dared to interrupt me while I read my letter would be turned into art!

I opened the letter to find it blank. I frowned until I remembered something my brother had taught me when I was younger. He told me that a certain substance can only be read by the right explosion. Not many people know what it is. I made the right one before I placed it on the paper. BOOM! I coughed as the writing appeared and smiled.

Dear Emiko,

Congrats on making ninja, little bomber. I hope you’ve told everyone in that village about true art, yeah. I haven’t heard about the village being exploded into bits yet. So, you’ve listened to me about not telling and showing people the kinjutsu. Good, un.

I’ve been missing you like crazy, sister. Everyone here sucks. My partner, Sasori no Danna, is a fellow artist, but be believes that art is eternal! Stupid idiot. Art is fleeting, right sister?

There is someone who wants to meet you, actually. I hadn’t meant to mention you to him, but I did. By accident. His name is Hidan. He follows that religion you were taking an interest in, Jashinism, yeah. You might not be interested in it anymore, but he still wants to know what your opinion is. I don’t want you anywhere near him. He curses, badly. No way is my little sister going anywhere near someone like that, yah.

Kisame, oh God. After we left that day, he was in a daze for months! Saying how cute you were. I had to threaten to blow him up if he didn’t stop talking about you, yah. I missed you enough as it was.

The leader has sadly taken an interest in what you’re going to be able to do one day. I tried to hide your existence, I really did, but I couldn’t. Sasori says you would be a brat like me. I’m no brat! And neither are you.

I’m hoping I can get more letters to you. I’ve missed you way too much. Oh, and practice up on deflecting genjutsu, definitely the ones in the eyes like the one that Itachi used to put you to sleep

Then there was a line, like the pen was being pulled out of his hand.

Hello, I am Sasori. Art is eternal. Don’t let your brother brainwash you into thinking otherwise. He is wrong. It seems we will meet one day, Emiko. As Leader has said, he is interested in you. Born with the kinjutsu is a feat.

I frowned at that. The leader person sounds weird… I don’t like him, not at all.

If you do blow things up and that’s it like your brother, then you’ll be a brat like him.

Then there was another line that looked like the pen was being fought over.

That’s Sasori no Danna for you, un. Good thing it’s only Sasori that’s around or else there’d be Kisame and Hidan trying to write to you. You’re not even here, and you’ve got Hidan wrapped around your fingers. You knew Kisame for five minutes, and you’ve got him, too. How do you do it, un?

I’ve got to go. I love you, my little bomber. I miss you heaps. Soon, we’ll be together, yeah.

I re-read the letter over and over again, smiling all the while. It seemed like I would get to be with my brother soon.

The leader, though… I’m nervous about.

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Alrighty! There is the 3rd chapter! I’m sad that this story hasn’t had many people reacting to it. oh well, hopefully now that’s I’ve done another chappy with another on the way, that people will start likeing it. Hopefully anyway.

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