Mysterious Kunoichi (Part 1 of 2 in the MK Series)

Age: 16

*** Time Skip ***

*knock knock*

"Coming!" Y/n shouted as she walked towards the door of her apartment.

It was late. She was getting ready for bed. Teeth brushed, hair damp and braided. She was in shorts and a long sleeve shirt as she opened the door. She blinked at first, making sure she didn't see things. But, the moment her eyes locked onto Itachi's red and black ones, she knew she was in trouble.

"Ita-"

Suddenly, she wasn't home. Genjutsu. The red and black took over her mind. This was the first time she's ever been pulled into a Genjustu and definitely the first time an Uchiha has used their Sharingan on her.

"Y/n?" A soft voice called to her.

Y/n knew that voice immediately, "Shisui?" She called as she stepped towards him.

She didn't know how any of this was possible. It was all so real. He was standing near a cliff, a cliff that existed in reality. Shisui seemed at ease as he stood near the cliffs' edge. His raven hair ruffled in the nonexistent breeze. His deep black eyes held so much emotion as she looked at him. She was frozen in place as fear gripped her.

"Please forgive Itachi," Shisui spoke softly as he looked to the woman he loved.

"What?" Her voice was nearly lost to the wind.

"Please forgive me," None of it made sense as Y/n made her way towards Shisui.

"What are you talking about?" She stopped before him as he faced her fully, "You're scaring me, Shi."

"Kiss me." He requested. A last request.

He closed the distance between them and captured her lips with his. The tears that had been brimming finally fell as she lost herself in the kiss. When they broke apart, everything went black. A last kiss.

The sound of cawing greeted Y/n as she woke from the illusion. She sat up slowly, her head throbbing. The caw sounded again, and Y/n scanned the small apartment. The kitchen window was open, a raven perched on the sill. The raven flapped as if it was agitated. As the raven flew away, the sound of metal clinking to the wooden floor filled Y/n's ears.

Y/n was still groggy, unstable, and light-headed. She stood on shaky legs and made her way to the window. As she closed it, she scanned the floor for the culprit that made the sound. There it was: a silver band.

Flashback:

"Shisui," she whispered into the night, afraid he'd pull away.

"Hm?" He peered down at Y/n, eyes soft and clouded all at once.

"Don't stop," she nearly begged.

Caressing her cheek, he asked, "Are you sure?" He braced himself, hovering above her.

"Of course," Y/n assured him, "I love you. I want you to be my first." He smiled as he saw the heavy blush across her cheeks.

He kissed her softly, savoring the moment. It was a night neither of them would ever forget. And Shisui proclamation was something Y/n would hold onto for a long time.

"I'm going to marry you someday," Shisui murmured tenderly.