Who am I?

Inspired, well not exactly the word of it, but…. Grief for the people who lost relatives or friends in the Sichuan Earthquake. I didn't, thankfully. But after watching the 1 year anniversary, this came to my mind.

Although I desperately want to, and save Hidan from his 'death', and any other Akatsuki, I can't. Because I don't own Naruto, or any of its characters!

By Kumio Tsuki, with help from Sophie Zhao for the humiliation of Hidan bit. Hehe, sorry Hidan. And Rachael McMinn, Gen McMinn, Marija Boskovix, and Julia Morgan for the help on stitches…

Prologue bit…

A huge earthquake shook the ninja world. It wasn't sensed at all, on any of the equipment. It just happened, all of a sudden. Everyone was sure to feel it, from all the five great countries. But one was damaged the most, the Fire. As the epicenter of the disaster was its prized Hidden village, Konohagure.

Sakura scanned the distance; all of it was in ruins, not an intact building left in sight. Then there were the deaths, the heavy atmosphere of grief. It was an area where the reaper sneered, filled with blood and despair. She couldn't really bear to look, in after years of training. Medics were needed everywhere, whether to help disinfect the bruises, or the gory job of amputation. It was by far the worst ever disaster, worse than the Kyuubi they say. Sometimes whole clans where wiped out, for example the HoKein. Every job meant facing the sad face of people the lost a loved one. Every freaking where…

A stretcher was brought out from her left. She didn't want to look, but still she saw the girl. It was a relief, and it was what the highlight of the job was; to save someone. The girl was about her age, the black hair ruffled up. Bruises decorated her body, but none where too bad. She had a more serious one on her head, and blood slowly dripped from it; but she was stable and alive. Sakura didn't want to think about her parents, who would most like have died. She motioned for the stretcher to be brought to her. There was no tag, and when she asked, they simply shook their heads, pleading that no one knew anything about her. She didn't attend the ninja academy before, but had a leaf band that was clenched in her hands. And no one knew her. The hit to the head, might have gave her a concussion. Wiping her memories away, forever.

ONTO THE REAL STORY!

I woke up, a dull pain on the left of my head. All I could see was white, and more white, where was I? I felt strangely cognizant, and unsure. Questions started piling up in my head, questions with no answers. As if something was rebooting, and lost all information in the process, it only had the most basic of facts. I screamed at the top of my lungs, something that would wake everyone around me. I shrieked continuously until the door slammed opened, and a girl about my age trudged in. "You're awake, what's wrong,"

"Where am I?" I growled, bunching up when the pink haired girl tried to approach me. "Who are you?! Why can't I remember anything?!"

"Calm down, please," she stated coolly "In the earthquake you where hit by a falling rock, you have lost all your memories,"

"All my memories?" I asked, my panic started turning into a stable fear. She nodded sadly, confiding me about an orphanage where many children are. All their parents dead. I wanted to ask about mine, but I didn't know their names, couldn't remember anything. I decided to ask her something else "When can I leave?"

She confided with the clip board, flicking through the sheets "The orphanage in making a round today in 30 minutes. Get dressed and go meet them,"

It was hard getting out of bed, and dressing in the pristine clean room of white. But still I completed the task and followed the girl who introduced herself as Sakura. There, gathered in the large room I saw many children, wearing sad and depressed faces, yet I couldn't bring myself to do the same. I just couldn't remember them, and feel for them. The more I though of them, the more my head ached, I just couldn't grasp it.

"Hello, my name is Hasu, the owner of orphanage, I understand most of you are very sad. But please, let us help you, and in turn help the future of the world," she rambled, but I lost my focus, and sat staring at my feet for the rest of the time.

We walked to our new home, and it wasn't too far away. Many children like me kept silent, mourning for the parents, yet I way surveying the surrounding. It was still mostly rubble, but the process of rebuilding had already began. Many people clambered around carrying wood and other tools. Banging, sawing, cutting up. It was a mix of everything, unpleasant or pleasant.

Arrival was filled with the matching of children, checking the role before assigning us to our rooms. The orphanage looked a bit old but it was pretty stable, bits were patched up, and walls rebuilt, you could tell from the different colors. Obviously this was the first priority-a home for the children.

I was glad to be able to have my own, but maybe that's because I couldn't exactly say much on my past, I was a stranger. To myself, I didn't even know my name! I stood from the white bed, and pushed open the balcony door. Yes, I was a lucky one from all unluckiness to be on the second floor, and facing a dark forest. No one asked about it, but I liked it still. It was mysterious, and evoking.

"You have a visitor," Hasu commented, whilst knocking. I quickly swung around, almost protectively and glared at the unwelcome guest. She was a ninja, I knew that, with black hair and reddish eyes. She wore a strange dress too…

"Hello, I've heard you were a ninja? You weren't part of the academy though, but I've been assigned as your teacher," she explained "I'm Kurenai,"

I had the urge to tell her it was none of her business, but finding out I too was a ninja was surprising. She must know something about me, so I didn't. "Really?"

"Yes, I'd like to see how much you've learnt, so I can start teaching you something new," Kurenai added "Come on,"

"What should I address you with, anything you prefer?"

"No," I replied coldly "You can choose one,"

"How about Fuya, it was the name I was planning for my child,"

"You have a girl?"

"No, my husband, Asuma died about a year ago. He was on a mission," she sighed, and I could tell she didn't want to talk about it.

"Sure,"

We walked into a man, with white hair and a mask. Strangely his forehead protector was sloping. He seemed to know Kurenai, and started chatting. Eventually he became interested in my training, and followed on as we headed to some free ground.

"Okay, now look into my eyes, and relax," Kurenai stated, doing some foreign hand signs. I did, obeying her but nothing happened. She was as confused as I was, and did it again. The result was the same. She looked at 'Kakashi' for help, or maybe an explanation to this 'extraordinary' happening.

He came over, and checked my eyes, and shook his head. "Nothing,"

"Okay, never mind. Maybe I've been tired. Fuya, pay attention now, I'm going to come at you. Don't worry, I won't hurt you so come at me with full force," she said "One, two, three… Go!"

She wasn't that fast, but I could feel my heart pounding as she neared. What was I supposed to do, I couldn't remember. Dodge? Counter? Attack?! My body made up its own mind, and I leapt into the air, grabbing at my thighs, nothing. Something I was supposed to be there!(You know, kunai, shurikens pouch thing) I was missing something! Never mind, I dug my heels into the ground, finding it difficult with slipper like shoes. I swore in my mind, confused how my body knew all this, like it was drilled into my mind millions of times so it became an instinct. They were shocked by this too, wasn't I suppose to do that?

Kurenai gestured for me to come again, and so I did. This time our blows connected and instinct kicked in once again. I clenched my muscles and jumped up into the air, did a spin and slammed myself into the ground. She dodged, but the ground she use to be was a sea of dirt and rocks. Sea… Water… I faintly remembered those words.

"Woah, you're good girl!" a yellow hair brat came up "Uzumaki Naruto, the future Hokage!"

Kurenai brushed off the invisible dirt "That's enough for today,"

"You must be tired Fuya, how about I treat you all to a bowl of ramen, I heard the store's back up and running. Well, the best it can do in a demountable until the thing is rebuilt," Kakashi stated, and I accepted, my stomach growling. Naruto seemed happier than ever, though Kurenai turned it down, saying she had something important to do.