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Blake lead an ordinary childhood. She went to school when she was supposed to and returned home when it was over. She enrolled in the ninja academy at the early age of five and took it as seriously as needed. A natural when it came to book work, breezing through many classes. School never really made her have to apply herself much.

Growing up, Blake was a naturally friendly girl, but she still had trouble with making friends and took quickly to establishing herself as the distant, smart, and unapproachable girl of her class. She got into many arguments with her sensei after insisting that she recheck the homework, as Blake would never be wrong on such simple work. "Speaking her mind," as she would call it, would often allow her to land a seat in detention or after school duties. She really didn't mind as it gave her more time to read or improve her talents.

Blake was an excellent writer, filling several books with short stories and poetry about the world around her and even the world she had heard of in the books she read. Blake loved with all her being to read, and even that's an understatement. By the age of eleven, the age she graduated the ninja academy, she had read over half the books in the village library.

Growing up in Shippu was difficult for Blake, as she is typically someone who likes balance and calm, and most definitely quiet. As a little girl she felt some extreme worldly injustice dealt to her with being born in a village hidden in chaos. The constant storming may have attributed to her reclusive behaviors later on in life, but her mother would say it's just because she's afraid of the rain. And then they would argue.

As much as they did argue, Blake had a very strong bond with her mother as a child. Her mother was actually a nurse and once was the Medical Corps General and Leader for Shippu. Her mother tried to teach her about medical ninjutsu around the age of nine, and Blake was plenty eager to learn, she just never had a strong taste for it. She once boldly stated, "I don't need to master medical ninjutsu because mommy will always be there to heal me!" And so she took her stance.

All in all Blake's childhood couldn't have been sweeter. Possibly it was the only time in her life when she wasn't completely stressing out over all the information there was to obtain and such little time. Graduating the academy brought on that obsession.


Blake was finally a ninja. She felt refreshed, and overwhelmed at the responsibility she bared as she tied her headband in a large bow at the top of her head. But even with the doubt in her mind Blake still had plenty confidence and security in her abilities as a shinobi. She was assigned a squad that carried out missions as requested very simply, mostly because of Blake's knowledge and skill. She actually did most of the work for them, and it did get irritating being in a group with a slut, and a slacker, and a jounin leader who was far less... "intelligently inclined" than Blake was.

There were many situations where she would be forced to save their as because of a stupid order from their sensei. She completely respected him and followed his orders, as she was taught respect at an early age, but she couldn't ever fathom his ideas working. In dire situations Blake just forced her idea into the group; it's a good thing she did too, or all of them would have met their end a long while ago. It wasn't in any way possible that Blake could have been paired with a worse group, and even though she tried and tried to improve them, she ended up giving up (not very usual for Blake) on them. There was eventually a time when Blake had regarded these people as unchangeable and permanent extensions of uselessness in her life.

Anyone around that had heard the name Blake Uchiha often thought of someone egotistical and self-centered but in reality she simply had the born-desire to be stronger, quicker, and especially smarter than those around her to accomplish the goals she had set for herself. It was never about competition, or showing others up, but Blake had to remind herself of the things people say in pure jealousy and self-consciousness. She turned the other cheek on every single one of the rumors about her persona - even the one about her mother killing herself.

At the age of sixteen years old, Blake walked in on her mother being attacked by some homeless Shippu nin. He was using genjutsu on her mother, and it was apparent by her mother's blank eyes and the knife slowing cutting her own wrist. She wanted to scream, but all she felt was fury choking her, lodged heavy in her throat. She pounced on the man, stealing a kunai from his pocket and stabbing him to death, over and over and over and over. For over twenty minutes. She hadn't even realized what she was doing until she heard her mother moan. She turned around and gasped. Her mother was dead. The only look on her face was despair. Loss of hope. There was a lone tear still running down her soft cheek, and her hand had just plopped on her side from being extended out towards her daughter. Blood pooled around the broken woman and Blake screamed out in pure anguish.

Plenty people actually believed that Blake's mother killed herself, and she was making up the story of the robber to make it seem better, or to appease some sort of depression she was feeling inside. She broke plenty noses defending her late mother, and for months she felt a heavy sorrow hang on her soul. The only thing Blake could do is remember the countless stories she's read. 'You cannot fight fire with fire. Revenge is never the answer.' She would speak repeatedly in her head until the words constantly echoed there and clung to the inner mechanisms of her brain.

When the rumors died down and Blake turned seventeen, she finally moved on. She became her old self again with the faint memory of her happiness. She hasn't told anyone that the bow she wears as her headband was completely her mother's idea. She had bought it as a graduation gift and insisted on this style. Blake smiles in the morning as she ties it up and chooses to remember the happy, smiling face of her mommy.


It was around the time of her Chunin Exams that she began to distance herself from people and became more quiet. People would murmur and ask themselves about what happened to the fun-loving, out-spoken Blake, but in actuality she was still very kind; she simply grew mature as those around her devolved back to mindless apes, parading around with strong jutsu in hopes of shooing off the idea of intelligence - or at least, that's how Blake saw it. She became stronger and began developing her own weapons. It was her very own weapon, the Variant Ballistic Chain Scythe (she calls it "Gambol Shroud") that propelled her to victory in the Chunin Exams.

In the Chunin Exams she was forced to collaborate with her squad. Again, she was forced to time and time again save their asses from impending doom. She first tested her weapon, the Gambol Shroud, against her opponents in the Chunin Exams. When she realized it was extremely successful in its conquest of the enemies that they were forced to face she began using it as her signature weapon. Blake absolutely fell in love with it and as the Chunin Exams progressed it was her only friend.

After becoming a Chunin at the late age of nineteen, Blake left her squad and decided to become an independent unit. She may want to join a squad again, but as of now she will ride solo. She's always preferred being alone.

The tired Kage slowly made his way through the crowd of people before him, smiling and shouting towards him as he walked by. He smiled politely in response, but never stopped to make chit chat. He was assuming he was already late, having left the house only five minutes before their designated meeting time, and it's been far more than that. He stretched his arms far above his head, still trying to clear the sleep out of his grey orbs. He yawned and fixed his long white scarf, which he was sporting on the irregularly cool day, along with his black shirt and grey sweats he had no reason to change out of this particular morning. He sighed as he saw the Sunagakure pass placed strategically before the village gates. With his leadership still ripe, and removal of certain corps and business, Shinai was forced with setting up precautionary barriers for the village. He walked weakly up the tall staircase to the gate entrance, narrow and dark. He was greeted by a couple random chunin guards, continuing through to just outside the village borders. He took a breath of the dry, summer desert air and waited patiently for the arrival of his partner.

Mamiko dared look up from her position huddled on the floor by the gates, her face buried in her knees. She smiled, so solemn it was almost untraceable on his face as she watched the Kazekage walk right past her. She wasn't sure if he was waiting for her to address him, or he actually didn't see her; either way, Mamiko decided to be the first to speak up.

"H-H-Hello, Hateshinai-s-san," Mamiko started, "H-How are you.. tod-d-day?" Mamiko became frustrated with herself and her inability to speak, but the guards that were near by made her slightly uneasy. The only person she truly felt comfortable around was the man before her. She let an uncomfortable giggle slip past her lips as Mamiko noticed her.

He was slightly surprised at the familiar voice and turned to meet her eyes. "Hello Mamiko," Hateshinai replied, smiling. "Now I actually would love to talk to you for a little, but there are much more pressing matters at hand. The village is virtually defenseless at this point. We need to have some way of protecting our people from intruders," Hateshinai turned from the sitting girl to look across the vast desert, before turning back to her, "And you are the only person capable of barriers strong enough to defend us. Head of Barrier Corps and Medical Institue, Mamiko Hyuga." He made it a point to smile brightly again at the girl. He truly did love her like she was his own daughter. He knew this would be strenuous on her chakra and strength in general upon activation, so he felt the need to build up her confidence. He hates seeing her hurt, already being destroyed on the inside beyond repair, unfortunately. He felt so bad for her, looking in her broken, blank eyes. He offered her a hand, still smiling.

"O-Of course." Mamiko forced herself to smile wider back at Shinai. She fully understood what had to be done. She knew she was one of the only people who had the ability to do so. She took his hand gratefully and nodded to herself when she was up. The man almost towered over her tiny figure, even though he wasn't that all himself. She twirled the ends of her dress absently before looking back up at Shinai. She wasn't positive whether or not she should take the first action, once again. After a moment of standing around awkwardly, she decided to continue with her own decision. She decided to take charge for once, walking to the center of the gate entrance, her back to the desert.

She took a deep breath as she began to form handseals slowly. There were several to make but she was a Jounin, capable of remembering. She began to mold her chakra as she completed the last handseal. She carefully turned to face the desert now, and gestured for Shinai to stand back. She closed her eyes for a second, before re-opening them with a glint of determination and strength in her eyes. A flash of light and a rainbow-like wall busted from the ground. It was transparent enough to see the desert on the other side, only visible because of the colors reflecting off it and the fast pace movement as it expanded and circled around the perimeter of the entire village. All the sides merged and connected at the top , forming a dome-like structure around the entire village, reaching fifty feet above the tallest building, and ten feet underground. As it stilled and the jutsu was near completion, the wall became literally invisible, not only to the eye, but completely untraceable to sensory ninjutsu. Mamiko was breathing heavily now at the extreme amount of chakra excursion it required. She dropped to her knees, but managed to lift her head to smile at Hateshinai.

"The Thirty-Six Layer Self Repairing Barrier Jutsu, otherwise known as Sanjūroku-jū no Saisei Kekkai. This technique normally utilizes the chakra force of an elite team of ninja, linked together by their chakra, to create a thirty-six layered barrier which if damaged, will constantly repair itself with said chakra that emanates from their bodies. The barrier also prevents those outside of it from sensing anything inside it through traditional methods.

It has also been known to be able to stop and contain any individual jinchūriki, and it proved to be strong enough to take a direct Tailed Beast Ball, with only nine of the thirty-six barriers shattering." Hateshinai took a pause to catch his breath, and weave a tiger hand seal. With it, he channeled his chakra through his fingertips to Mamiko. He stood up, then, not offering her a hand this time, knowing it would take some time for her to adjust and her chakra to restore. He folded his arms and simply stared at the girl as he continued.

"Needless to say, despite your high rank, this is an incredible feat. And at your age, you are truly an amazing child." He finished.

Mamiko began to tear up as she listened to the kind words of the kage. She stammered to get words out as she stood up as quickly as possible, feeling a little dizzy still. "T-T-T-Thank you, Shinai!!" She sniffled as the tears streamed down her face. She knew this was only the beginning, however, and she still would need to be inputting a solid amount of chakra to this barrier. And while most of her help is needed inside the village, it is the "loss" of a valid shinobi. She'll have to stay behind in the village, as of today, to maintain the barrier around the village. But in the same way, she felt like she truly was fulfilling her destiny. She decided a year ago she was to live for this man's will, and his will is to protect the village. Now, she truly was defending it to the absolute best of her abilities.

Hateshinai grinned, picking her up and holding her in his arms as they made their way past two utterly shocked and impressed guards. He nodded towards them as he made his way back through the village with the young jounin. He easily ignored the strange looks he got from the villagers, stepping passed crowds and avoiding confrontation with any of the gangs that still hate him so.

He took the moment to think about what further barriers would need to be placed, and in the midst of his thoughts found himself thinking about the girl's strength once again. As he thought back to her exceptional chakra control, medical abilities, and hyuga bloodline as well, it was a wonder this girl wasn't the Kazekage yet. He knew that, however, if ever he was to pass (he chuckled at the belief that he never will pass away) that he would be leaving the village in her capable hands. Emotionally unstable yes, but able to step to the occasion.

"You will be payed properly and in full for this, Mamiko. You deserve it. This can be considered as a B-Rank mission." He informed her, not completely sure she was still listening.

In fact, she had dozed off thinking about the further good she could do for the village. She dreamt (a rare occurrence for her) of leading the village with Hateshinai. Rampaging through the other villages and conquering the world as a team together. They were indeed foolish young thoughts of a young girl, but acceptable ones at that. But she was content with being in the arms of the Kazekage. She woke at the sound of his voice, rubbing her eyes over his shoulder. She spoke softly, "Shinai, I'm tired." An appropriate enough statement. She drifted off again, but was immediately woken again by terrible nightmares. One of the repeated ones of the uncountable visions she had. She began to tear up, but in her moment of strength, fought internally not to ruin it. She bit her lip, and instead kept her tears and nightmares to herself.

"I know, I know," Hateshinai chuckled. "But you will be payed, regardless of whether you're listening or not." Hateshinai was greeted by two guards at the Suna mansion, who opened the door for the two entering. He nodded to them, silently thanking them. Noticing that Mamiko had doze off again, he just walked over to her bedroom and placed her down in her bed. He was afraid she was having her nightmares again, but didn't want to bring it up in fear of making them worse. He sighed as he closed the door behind himself and headed back to the mission hall.