Oh gawd! I'm sorry for the wait!

The week was filled with celebrations because it was my BIRTHDAY!!! Horray!

This chapter is dedicated to JuviaLockser187 because she asked me THREE times to update, so, I did!

So I prepared an wonderful chapter for you people! Filled with a whole 24 hours of hard word and pain!

Hope you like it!

~Wolfie

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Mitsuko/Shizuku’s POV

I couldn’t open my eyes.

That was the first thing I noticed, it hurt too much.

My head was throbbing but I couldn’t move my arms either.

I wanted to get up.

I couldn’t.

“…tsuko…!”

A name… someone’s name is being shouted.

“…zuku…!”

Another name… Another name is being called.

But whose name is it?

I didn’t know.

It hurt.

It hurt too much.

I felt nothing but pain, my body had almost gone numb from the intense throbbing and tense muscles.

My eyes were shut but I could see colours, vibrant colours swirling around me.

Was it possible?

Or have I actually gone mad?

“… up… Please wake up Shizuku… Please!”

“… isn’t Shizuku! Her name is Mitsuko! Not Shizuku!”

I heard voices, they were echoing inside my brain, inside my mind.

Inside my empty, hollow mind.

“Move out of my way! I’m a medic-nin!”

So was he.

That boy with white hair.

White hair and glasses.

He hurt me.

Until I screamed.

I jerked forwards, but still was lying down.

My brain throbbed again.

What white haired boy with glasses?

What… was I just thinking?

“Come on Shizuku… Come on! Wake up!”

Shizuku.

Who is Shizuku?

“I told you! Her name is Mitsuko! Not Shizuku!”

Mitsuko.

Who is Mitsuko?

I racked my brain for information, but there was nothing inside my hollow mind. I could remember nothing, only flashes of faces, hair, eyes, places and feelings. What was I doing there? Who was that?

Who… am I?

I didn’t know, I couldn’t think properly, only two names struck out at me, which one was I?

Mitsuko?

Or…

Shizuku?

Who are these people?

“Wake up… Please wake up…”

A voice was speaking to me, someone, someone that my body knew, my chest felt warm and fuzzy, I didn’t know this feeling. Inari didn’t teach it to me.

Wait…

Who is Inari?

A flash of black hair and big smile invaded my mind.

Oh yes, that wonderful boy who gave me my life back, how could I forget him? What is happening to me? What is wrong with me?

“Shizuku! Can you hear me?! I’m Naruto! It’s Naruto! Please wake up!”

I heard a sound, thump, thump, thump, my chest got warmer, it was like I was being heated by the sun itself.

My brain gave me the image of sunny blonde hair, blue eyes, a boy, a boy my age who grinned so much, so much that it lit up the whole world.

A name.

A name was in my head.

Naruto.

He kept on talking, kept on talking to me, why was he? Did he know me? Did I know him? How much did I know him? Who was he?

Who was I?

Who am I?

Questions that aren’t being answered, I want them to be, I want them to be known and answered, so that I could know who I was.

I forcibly opened my eyes, but I wasn’t where I thought I was, I wasn’t in a house, no. It was dark, it was pitch black.

‘Ssssssss…’

My mind raced as I heard a familiar noise, my head jerked to the side and I saw a massive snake, staring at me, inside its thick body was…

Me?

‘Let go of her… Of me.” I spoke, my throat was dry and raspy from not talking much.

‘Orochimaru would be annoyed that you were sssstrong enough to ssstunt the jutssssu… If he was sssstill alive…’

It lengthened its ‘S’s, it was terrifying, its yellow eyes staring into me, into my soul. I didn’t know what it meant. What jutsu? Who is Orochimaru? Why was it bad for me to break out of a jutsu?

‘But Orochimaru issss dead... You’re brother Sssssasuke killed him…’

I blinked, so the boy who the ninja said was my brother… Actually was my brother? What else about me that they said was true? Was I really a killer? I shook my head from these thoughts and focused on the hideous black and green snake.

‘Who… are you…? What are you?’ I asked it, my heart beating quickly.

‘I am the jutsssssu, and the only way you can break me isssss to fight me…’ It slithered around me, till holding onto the clone of me. Or was it really me? The me who is still captured in the jutsu.

‘But… I can’t fight! I’m not strong!’ I shouted, my voice cracking.

The snake’s head tilted to the side, ‘You really believe that?’

Multiple images exploded in my mind, a headband with a symbol, purple ringed eyes with red pupils with three commas, a katana which didn’t rightfully belong to me, and jutsus.

I looked up at the snake, was the person with purple ringed eyes… Me?

‘You remembered… It ssssseems that you are sssslowly breaking away…’ The snake told me.

I shakily raised my hand to my mouth, my body remembered the words, even if my mind didn’t, “K-Katon! Gokakyu no Jutsu!” A grand fireball erupted from my mouth and I felt my body drain of some sort of energy. What was it called…? Ah, yes, chakra.

When the fire and smoke cleared, the snake stood there, unharmed. My eyes widened.

‘H-How?’

The snake curved its lips like it was grinning, ‘A jutsssssu of that level will do nothing to me.’

My eyes became wide and frantic, ‘Katon! Goryuka no Jutsu!’ An enormous fire dragon exploded from my hands as it attacked the snake, it was bigger and stronger than the fire ball, I could feel it.

‘Sssssstill too weak!’ The snake chanted, I looked around me but there was nothing but darkness.

I remembered my eyes, the purple and red eyes that I used to have, if only I remembered its name… Yes! I remember!

‘Tatsukigan!’ I knew I couldn’t summon Ciel here, my deva path, because this was my mind, and it was physically impossible. But I remembered something else, but it hurt.

‘Ssssso you remember your Kekkei Genkai eh? Try to injure me!’

I raised my hands and summoned all the energy that I had, remembering what my brother Sasuke was working on before I lost my memory.

I felt the commas in my eyes spin, trapping the snake in invisible ropes.

‘G-Gah! How issss this possssible?! You were weak!’

It shouted at me, screaming for me to stop, I remembered, I remembered all the people who screamed at me to not hurt them, to not kill them. But it was the thrill, the thrill and the adrenaline of people screaming at me, begging me to stop, giving up their pride to tell me to not kill them.

‘This is the last jutsu I have! CHIDORI EISO!!!!’

A streak of blue lightning shot out of my hand and right into the trapped snake like a spear, it stared at me with blood trickling out of its mouth.

‘How… Did you do it?’ It whispered, spluttering.

I flicked my hands and the invisible rope and chidori spear disappeared. I felt that I had no chakra left, but I stood my ground.

Its slitted eyes shut and I knew that I had won against the jutsu.

I looked back at it and replied to its past question.

‘Because I remember.’

I suddenly felt a crushing pain on my head and body, my eyes widened and I held my head in between my hands, screaming my throat dry.

Tight, weezy pain squeezed my chest until I couldn’t breathe properly until it would burst. It felt like someone was taking a spiked axe and dragging it across my body. My head was spinning so fast, all I could see was someone that I had grown accustomed to.

Darkness.

Endless darkness. 

oooOOOoooOOOoooOOOoooOOOooooOOOoooOOOoooOOOooo

‘Mitsuko!’

A voice was speaking to me again.

Was my name still Mitsuko? I knew that I was Shizuku now, but if I admitted it…

I would be sent back to Konoha, and I didn’t want that.

I couldn’t remember every detail. Only a few such as my name was actually Shizuku Uchiha, I was from Konoha and my brother was Sasuke Uchiha. And someone blonde, a blonde boy with blue eyes named Naruto, he made me feel strange, and I didn’t know what that feeling was yet.

‘Shizuku!’

Yes, that was my name, Shizuku Uchiha. One of the five last Uchiha’s.

Five you ask?

Itachi, Sasuke, Madara, Obito and I.

These were the five last Uchiha’s.

There was still pain in my body, I felt no broken bones but my head felt like it was beaten to the ground. It hurt, so terribly much.

“…uku! Wake up Shizuku!”

My eyes snapped open and while trying to regain my sight, I stared up at some familiar people. Inari, Tsunami, Tazuna, Yamato, Sai, Sakura and Naruto.

“Mitsuko! Are you okay?!”

I nodded. I lay on my side balled into a tight grip. I attempted to stretch my legs out from under me but a sharp pain in my stomach made me flinch back. I could feel the bruises forming in my abdomen. I moved my hand to my stomach and recoiled. I'd have to move eventually. Breathing deeply and leaning into the ground I attempted to lift myself up. I stood and immediately my senses reeled. I vomited, violently.

“Oh my god! Someone get a bucket!” Tsunami yelled.

I shook my head, wiping the disgusting liquid off my lips. My mind slowly explored my body. No pain was visible, No broken bones but my stomach was tender, filled by a deep, dull ache that threatened to turn into a burning agony should I dare to move. My hand reached under my kimono opening, I half expected to encounter the sticky warmth of blood but my skin was dry, though hot beneath my fingertips. The bruises were tender, sore to touch but I guessed they would appear to look perfectly fine. My blue kimono was ripped from the fall down the stairs and dirty, the extra strain on my stomach was making my stomach ache.

Someone grabbed my shoulders and I thought it would be Inari, I leaned onto the strong and hard chest of the male, but I could tell it wasn’t Inari. This person was much taller than the boy I had spent three months with.

I turned my head and looked at Naruto, his bright blue eyes filled with a mix of confusion and worry.

I pushed away from him and slowly made my way to a chair, sitting down and causing a sharp pang to jump up my spinal cord. I flinched as Inari walked to me.

“Mitsuko! Are you okay?! What happened?!” He asked worriedly.

My old habits from before the memory loss came back to me.

“Gah! Fuck my life!” I yelled in anger.

Everyone stared at me in surprise.

Inari’s eyes were wide and unbelieving, I had never used a tone or language like that before, around him.

Naruto’s mouth opened.

“S-Shizuku… It's really you...”