naruto | dreams of mist |

Chapter two | Changes | edited

"Oh how your face would make a lovely trophy one day," she sung stroking her chin with a malicious smile. "Just wait here Kuna, I'll go fetch my sword."

Kuna stopped laughing still lying on his side. Uta watched as his eyes widened as he stared at the girl who was now standing in front of him.

Her hairs really pretty.

At first Uta didn't believe it was real, it was an unnatural length, and was shaped with defining long spikes.

"What's wrong child? Don't you like the thought of me decapitating your head from your neck?" Uta shivered involuntary as did Kuna, his body trembling by the second.

"Whatever!" He finally spat and jumped to his feet. "I hope you die one day!" He yelled and ran the opposite direction. His feet collected dust as his footsteps fainted.

The girl chuckled darkly as Uta diverted her eyes to study the area around them. The streets were less crowded by now, mysterious figures lurked, their backs turned away from the scene.

Cowards, Uta thought frowning with distaste.

"My name's Miyuki Hoshigaki!" A voice startled her. Uta blinked and then turned her gaze to the girl before. She stood in front of her with her hand extended, a giant grin plastered onto her beaming face. A faint smile crept across Uta's cheeks as she took her hand and shook it lightly.

Uta felt a strange feeling as the kindness of one individual started to set in.

"Thank you." Uta mumbled shyly. "My name is Uta Yuki." She replied now making eye contact with her.

Miyuki had dirty brown eyes that complemented her luscious hair. Not at all strange for someone of the Hoshigaki clan, Uta thought recognising the familiar clan traits.

"Yuki huh, I guess you get this just about every day then," she pointed to Uta's cheek with a quirky kind of expression. Uta brung a hand to her face, her finger scraping a line of mud from the surface of it. She scowled wiping the excess onto her clothes.

"Yeah," Uta muttered looking at the street behind Miyuki.

"I used to as well!" She suddenly yelled causing her to blink with surprise. "Well that was until I threatened to cut each of them up and hang them as trophies once I become a seven swordsman!" Her voice was rather enthusiastic and her face was burning with determination.

"Wait, don't you have to be a man to become one though?" Uta questioned slightly confused, furrowing her brow as she went through each member in her mind. Miyuki blushed lightly and rubbed the back of her neck in a shy manor.

"Yes, but I'm gunna be the first female!" She beamed, her confidence leaking again.

"Is that your dream? To accomplish that?" Miyuki froze with hesitation then her brow furrowed for a moment.

"Yes, ever since I was a child." She replied with a sad smile.

"That's great!" Uta smiled, a genuine grin lighting her face up.

This is how its meant to be, she told herself, her mind in glee.

"When I grow up, I'm gunna be the Mizukage!" She told Miyuki and watched as her smile returned and she closed her eyes.

Being confident.

"Well, Uta Yuki. As long as you believe that I'm gunna become a seven swordsman, I'll always believe in your dream as the next Mizukage!"

"That's very kind of you..."

"Yuki, Hoshigaki! The Mizukage seeks your audience." A male announced beside them both, disappearing before they got a chance to identify him. Miyuki furrowed her brows as Uta chewed her lip nervously.