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

No Strings

"I'm assuming you got yourself into trouble." He stated as he curled behind me.

"Always." I chuckled as I laid back on the large wolf.

"Well, what happened? It's only been two weeks."

"Tanaka had flowers sent to me on my birthday. There was an explosive tag attached. The apartment blew up. With me in it."

"You're lucky to be alive."

"Yes. Kakashi found me. I was out for 36 hours. I had a concussion and a fairly major wound to my leg. Tsuande healed me herself."

"I can't leave you alone for a day."

"Oh hush."

"How is Kakashi?"

"Hmmm. Fine, I guess."

"You're avoiding him?"

"Not really."

"That means yes."

"I'm avoiding everyone."

"Y/n." When he said my name like that, and with out 'lady' in front of it, there was usually a lecture coming. "I worry about you."

That was it? "I'll be fine. I have you, after all."

"You need human contact."

"I can have human contact without having to be a social butterfly."

"You need someone to rely on."

"Again, I have you."

His large chest rumbled underneath me as he laughed. He knew it was a moot point. He remained silent. This was how we used to be. Rowan and I would lay near a lake or river and fall asleep like this. I would watch the clouds and birds above us, jealous of the freedom they had. Rowan would usually chastise me about something.

"Your mother wouldn't want this for you." Rowan suddenly spoke. There it is.

"She should've thought about that sooner."

"She did it for you."

"That's what you've always said. And that's all you ever say. All you've ever told me is that she saved me by making the sacrifice she did. Her life for mine. I don't even remember her."

"You were four." He pointed out.

"It doesn't matter. You won't tell me anything. You never do. Simply that your pack and my mother's clan have had contracts for centuries. You won't even tell me how Jiraiya knew to find you. I don't even know my last name, Rowan. Why bring her up? You won't even tell me her name. Nor my father's. This is a subject I don't like you bringing up." I was getting angry and he knew it. I sat up, moving off of him. I sat like a kid pouting now, knees to my chest and chin resting on top.

The black wolf sighed, "I'm sorry. I didn't know your mother well. I do not know who your father is. She never spoke of him. She simply said he was a powerful shinobi, and it was for everyone's safety that no one know who he was."