Chapter 2

It has been a week since the little girl arrived in Konoha, and today she was going to the Academy. She was nervous; she had not really talked to kids her own age before. Jashin, she had barely talked to anyone outside of her brother.

The past week had been daunting. Her brother always told her if this ever happened, she was not allowed to show them her kinjutsu until she was a ninja. It was an insult for her to not show them how she made her art, but it did not mean she could not make her art. She just had to be careful about it.

The Hokage of the village was nice to Emiko, which she was glad for. The girl was happy that she could stay there; she just had to be careful not to explode the village. Dei-Dei was known for that. It was funny how he knew her brother would have taught her how to make things explode. He asked if she could, and she had told him yes as she trusted him. He even asked her to show him her art! Only on a lower level, which was an easy enough feat.

She jumped at the sound of a knock on the door. She made sure she had everything before heading to the door and opening it. She was living on her own, which was strange for the girl, but she would get used to it.

There was a ninja at the door, the one that the Hokage told her would be escorting her to the academy so she would not get lost. The ninja that was taking her to the academy looked… weird.

“Hello! I am Might Guy! But call me Guy! You must be Emiko!” He all but screamed into her face. She screamed at the weirdo and then slammed the door in his face before leaning on the door, breathing hard.

That man scared Emiko if her reaction was anything to go by. Guy was confused by the way she was acting. It was very un-youthful in his eyes. He tried to open the door, but it seemed to be locked or jammed.

“Emiko, open the door. This isn’t very youthful,” he called through the door, and the girl shivered in fright.

“Yelling in my face isn’t very youthful either, yah?” she pointed out, and Guy thought about it.

The Hokage did tell him that the girl might not be used to a lot of people being around her, so maybe she was right. Yelling in her face was a bit too much, but he had thought she would be youthful. Maybe he could help her become more youthful. Yes, that is what he was going to do! He was going to teach her how to be youthful.

“I won’t yell in your face if you open the door again, and I’ll teach you how to bring out your inner youthfulness!” Guy yelled, and she gulped as she looked at the time. She was going to be late if everything kept going like it was.

She took a breath and then put her hand into her bag, her hand mouth appearing. The little girl’s hand mouth ate a bit of clay, and she made a small clay bird. The bird opened its wings, but she quickly made it unanimated. It was just in case he tried to scare her again. Emiko would throw it at him and make it explode with a tiny explosion. More like a big noise, but little power. E1. Emiko’s own type of art. If she was lost or needed someone to go the opposite way from where she was going, she would use it.

She opened the door and looked at the man warily. “You won’t hurt me? Or yell in my face?” she asked him, and he nodded his head. The girl sighed, stepping out of the apartment building, and closed the door.

As they walked, he tried to get her to run, but she just shook her head. Halfway there, she was about ready to throw the E1 at the taijutsu expert, but she held it back.

“Where is your youthfulness?” the green beast almost whined. WHINED! His tone of voice shocked her. Even Dei-Dei only whined when joking or when he was feeling lazy.

Emiko crossed her arms and smirked at the man. “I’m an artist,” she told him, catching his interest. Maybe her youthfulness was art!

“What type of art? Painting?” The girl winced. “Drawing?” Another wince. “Dancing? Acting?”

The girl finally snapped. “Art is fleeting! An explosion!” She was about to throw the bird into the air until she saw the Academy.

“Huh?” Guy asked her, and she sighed. People did not understand true art. She showed him the bird, and his mouth gaped at it. It was so detailed! But how was it fleeting, an explosion?

He was about to ask, but they arrived at the Academy. He beamed at her as they walked in, forgetting the question as he watched her face as she looked around.

It was not very different from the academy in Iwa before Deidara took her away, but there was not heaps of rocks. There was only green, green, and more green. It was making her homesick.

They finally stopped at a classroom. Guy knocked on the door. “This is where we part ways. Keep being youthful!” he ordered as he looked down at the little girl. In a poof, he was gone.

The girl sighed in relief. The door opened to a Konoha chuunin looking down at her. The man knew he was receiving a new student today, but he was not too sure who she was. The Hokage did not explain why she was here, just that he was getting a new student.

“Hello, I am Iruka-sensei. You must be Emiko, Emiko Kin?” The girl held back her giggle. The Kin came from her kinjutsu. It was ironic.

“Yeah,” she answered. The chuunin stepped to the side, allowing her to step in. Everyone was quiet as she walked in. Everyone was watching her, confused as to why she was there. Emiko knew that the Hokage did not tell anyone why she was there, thank Jashin for that. She looked around, and her eyes stopped on a boy with duck butt hair and eyes… those eyes were so familiar… Itachi. They must have been related. They looked too alike that it scared her. She shivered when his eyes landed on her. The girl was going to keep away from Itachi number two. She remembered that those eyes had put her to sleep just by looking into them. If they were related, then it might be a kekkei genkai that the boy had inherited as well. Or it was a genjutsu.

The fangirls noticed who her eyes were on and made her enemy number one right then and there, but what they did not notice was the fear in the girl’s blue eyes.

The boys were thinking that she was going to become the next fangirl of Sasuke bloody Uchiha. Naruto just thought that she was going to hate him like everyone else.

Iruka walked to the front of the class and stood next to the girl, putting a hand on her head. “This is Emiko Kin. She is a new student to your class. Treat her nicely. Emiko, why won’t you tell them some things about yourself?”

Emiko bit her lip before replying. “I am nine years old. I’m an artist. Art is fleeting, an explosion, yah,” she told everyone, and Kiba chuckled at her.

Iruka smiled down at the girl. “Do you have any of your art with you?” he asked, and she nodded her head before showing them her clay bird.

“How is that fleeting?” Shikamaru asked, yawning. The girl narrowed her eyes. He dared to mock her art?

“You dare to mock my art? You have no artistic eye, no imagination, un!” she told him off before stomping to an empty chair that was next to a boy that had the same colour hair as Emiko’s brother. He reminded her of him.

The class was laughing, and Emiko wanted to make them into art. How dare they mock it! I’ll show them!

Naruto was shocked when he saw the girl sit next to him of all people. He beamed at her and put his hand out. The girl looked at it and then at the boy. “I’m Naruto Uzumaki! Nice to meet you, Emiko!” he yelled, well, whisper yelled. Naruto did not want to get yelled at by Iruka again today

The girl took his hand in hers. “I’m Emiko Kin. You remind me of my brother, Naruto,” she told him. “But if you mock my art, I’ll turn you into my art, yeah?” she warned him, and Naruto seemed confused. They let go of each other’s hands.

“I think it looks cool!” he pointed out, and Emiko beamed. Yep, this boy just gained a good friend. Yes, he did.

When Iruka told them off for talking, they looked at their sensei. He was smiling inside to see Naruto and the new girl talking. It seemed Naruto might get a friend.

Iruka was talking about ninjutsu to the class, and Emiko smirked. Ninjutsu was her specialty. Well, she thought so.

She made the bird animated again, and it flew right onto the desk of the boy who dismissed her art earlier

When Iruka asked if anyone in the room could do a ninjutsu that had not been taught or mentioned in class, Emiko put her hand up with only a few others. One was Itachi number two. People snickered around Emiko. She could hear them whispering, questioning how she could know what ninjutsu they had learned. Little did they know, Emiko’s ninjutsu was a kekkei genkai. She knew they would not have been taught it.

“What are the jutsu?” Iruka asked, and Emiko noticed that the dismissive boy had fallen asleep. Ha!

She vaguely heard Itachi number two, or Sasuke, as she just found out from Iruka calling him out, stating that he could do fire style jutsu.

“Emiko, what’s yours?” the chuunin asked her, and she did a hand sign and smirked at the sleeping boy. Everyone looked to where she was looking, and they saw the bird. People were whispering about how it got there.

“My ninjutsu is my art, un.” She smirked. “Katsu!” BOOM! Like explained, the noise of the explosion was huge, but the power was weak. It only singed the table.

The boy fell back and landed on the ground. Everyone laughed at him. Naruto was laughing the hardest of them all.

“Mocking my art was a bad move, sleepy head. I just proved to everyone that my clay bird can explode, so don’t mock my art, un!” Emiko snapped, and the lazy boy looked at the girl as she glared at him.

 Shikamaru thought she was a troublesome woman, but did not say that aloud to avoid being hit by her jutsu. He would become her art!

 Iruka’s eye twitched before glaring at Emiko. “Emiko! You’re to stay after class and clean that up!” he ordered the explosion happy girl. She shrugged, not really caring. She was happy to make her art; it reminded her of her brother.

 When Naruto stopped laughing, he grinned at Emiko. They could prank together! Emiko noticed the gleam in his eyes. If he was anything like Dei-Dei, he was thinking up ways to use her art for fun things.

 Be prepared, Konoha. You’re about to be pranked by an explosion happy girl and an ignored boy!

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There you go, the 2nd chapter of this! Woop, woop!

Anyway! I’m going to ask questions at the end of the chapters, alright, so here is the question of this one!

QUESTION!

Do you think art is fleeting? Or Eternal?

I’ve asked my art teacher this, and she went into a huge explanation on it, that I just blanked out. She didn’t give me a straight answer! Hahaha!

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PS!! This whole story, will not, and I repeat. WILL NOT be in third person!! I’m just giving it a try, kk? Am I good at it or not? Tell me please!!

PPS!! The cover is a picture of Emiko when she is older, 12, like the rest of the rookie 9. Give me your thoughts on this story please!!!!!!!!!!