Red and blue clouds
We are children.
Strong ninja who later want to fight for their interests and already do it now. Shinobi from different villages who have come together and become comrades.
But first and foremost we are children. But not just any children. We are Aoitsuki.
What is that? Everyone knows Akatsuki, that incredible criminal organization from S-rang Nuke-nin. They are our role models, in order to be able to meet them we have been training together for two years. Our greatest dream is to be accepted by them, to be accepted there and to be able to learn from them.
This is our goal and we are doing everything we can to get closer to it.
Today is the decisive day. Mizu has heard about it and there is only one topic everywhere: the sighting of the Akatsuki.
Immediately we pack all our belongings together in the crevice that serves as a hiding place in joyful anticipation. During the time of training we have all grown up and matured. When we first met and started Aoitsuki, we were all only between six and ten years old. Now Suta and I are the oldest and the leaders. We are responsible for the younger ones and lead all missions.
I'm pretty nervous because it will be up to both of us to convince the Akatsukis of us.
Hectic bustle, everyone walks through the relatively small room, seemingly haphazard. Finally I decide to put an end to the hustle and bustle, Suta is nowhere to be seen.
Finally we can set out on a path that will change our whole life!
Again and again I look around attentively. In no case should we risk being attacked. Since our group of twelve people is quite large, we would lose track of things too quickly. If the attackers were less than us, Hisa with her Byakugan could be very helpful, as well as Jou with his Kirigakure no Jutsu.
That is the advantage of our group. We may still be young and relatively inexperienced, but the different skills of the villages allow us to compensate for this quite well.
We used to curses all of our lives until we met and by our fate. Hisa, for example, is an insignificant child of the subfamily. The Hyuuga promised to treat them with more respect, but not much had changed in their lives. That was why she ran away, because she just couldn't go on. Suta is from Yuki-Gakure. In search of her older sister's murderer, she faced her parents. That was a big shock for her, she had never trusted her father to do such a thing!
She had to realize that she couldn't win the fight and miraculously managed to escape with her injuries.
Everyone has their own reason for leaving their village. In the beginning I met Miku and Satu, they were siblings and stayed in the same forest.Little by little we all came together. Some might think that we were far too young to leave home without thinking, but that was not the case.
We got to know each other better and became friends on our journey, which eventually led us to our headquarters, the Feldspalte. We older took care of the younger and always stuck together. We earned money by spending the strongest as shinobi in a village from which help was required. We learned about the missions through Narenai's espionage skills.
Suta gives the sign to stop. Hisa activates her Byakugan to identify the wanted. Although they have probably already discovered us, we just have to wait until they come to us. But knowing where the shinobi were is very helpful.
"You brats disappear. Otherwise you will die." I turn around with a jerk. When did he get there? Her chakra was just ahead of us!
"No!" Says Suta's voice. "You naive idiots. We made you an offer to disappear and survive. You didn't take it."
This is not good! You have to listen to us. Was it perhaps not an idea to go to them? "Please listen to us," I beg. Your disapproving looks almost burn into my skin. Nobody answers, so I continue. "We have been looking for you. You are our role model! We have trained for a long time to be able to face you, so that we can please you." I swallow quickly, my hands shaking with excitement. "We want you to teach us-" my eyes widen in shock. Disbelieving and shocked, I look at the kunai, which has dug deep into my chest. I feel the warmth of blood running from the corners of my mouth. Without a word I look up at my murderer, look into cool eyes. Is this my end? Killed by my own idol?
How did it come about that we wanted to join Akatsuki, wanted to belong to them?
I think this idea arose from a desire from protection and family. Ironically, now they have brought us the opposite. How could I have been so naive as to believe that they would accept us in their midst?
I hear the moans and sobs of my comrades, but I can no longer turn around because I am lying on the ground with my head down. If my killer hadn't pulled out the knife first, I would have died from the impact by now.
Maybe that would have been better. The Akatsuki crouches down next to me. I can clearly feel his warmth on my already cool skin. "It's your fault. You had a choice. Remember."
He's right. I drove them all to death, we should have gone back while we had the chance.
With the last of my strength I turn my head just enough to see my killer in the face. "You're probably right about that. I've always screwed everything up."
I smile at him, tortured."but I don't really regret it because it was our dream to find you guys and we made it." his question is almost written on his face. "We are Aoitsuki. And our goal was to finally find our own peace."
With these words I will die last in our group.
After all, we're just kids.