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Matches Burn Twice	By : BreathingInTheSoundOfYourLies Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1925 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters contained herein. They are all property of Masashi Kishimoto.My profit from this story is nil.

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Hana was a survivor from the era where children as young as four fought in a war that no one could possibly win. Barely, she remembered the tense, taut lines of frustration on her parents� faces. Vividly, she remembered the scent of blood that clung to their clothes and always thinking�I hate wars I hate fighting I hate humans they should all die�about war, and what war really meant.

War meant the death of humans, meant the scent of blood on her parents clothes, and she never truly appreciated the beauty of it until she was forced to protect herself one night. One night she was left alone with Kiba�just a baby have to protect mustmustmust not fail must protect my baby brother he is so important more important than me�and Hana had stabbed the intruder from behind. She had almost died that night, she had only stabbed his thigh, and he was oh-so-very angry. At the time, Hana had five puppies all to herself, and He [the enemy ninja mustmustmust kill mustmustmust eliminate threat] stepped on one and stabbed another before Hana managed to kill him. She was covered in blood from head to toe when it was all over.

Hana never realized that the opponent she fought was barely twice her age, because she never turned on the lights.

She picked up all her puppies and put them all in the crib with her brother. She pushed the crib steadily until it was back against the corner. Her parents found her the next morning in the crib, her back against the far wall, where she could watch all the entrances. She held baby Kiba cradled in her arms. A dead stabbed puppy lay in her lap on top of baby Kiba as she tried to push the intestines back into the dog as if it would bring him back to life. There were no tears on Hana�s face, only a calm concentration, as if emotions like sadness never touched her.

They never did. After that blood-soaked day, they never did. Hana never again cried for anything. Not for hunger nor pain or even fear. Fear never even touched Hana. Sadness never came close to affecting Hana. Pain did not exist for Hana. And when Hana was hungry, she would find something to eat. But Hana never let another dog die.

The blood soaked through her brain, wormed its way into her deepest, darkest thoughts and stayed there. It stole her tears and her sadness, replacing it with calm and fierce devotion. Kiba was her baby brother, her love, her friend, her only one. And nothing would ever change that.

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The words you are only eleven [ten-nine-eight-seven-six-five] never crossed Hana�s lips. The words you�re too young never even crossed her mind. I�ll tell you when you�re older, that parental stand-by, just meant for Kiba, go ask your sister. So when Kiba asked his parents-

"Why is it wrong to eat humans?" he eventually left and asked his teacher.

Iruka had an answer.

Of course, this answer was not very satisfying either. In fact, he had left the classroom almost more confused than he entered it. So he went home early, skipping lunch and the rest of school to wait for his sister.

Hana had an answer.

Of course, Hana had an answer that was very different from what his parents had said. Their answer�humans have feelings/language/higher thought and are of our own species�did not really make sense to him, as he cuddled his puppy Akamaru. Akamaru was smart, he had feelings and he could talk with him so he had to have higher thought, didn�t he?

And almost of course, Hana had an answer that was very different from what Iruka-sensei had said. Iruka had said-

�That�s a very valid question, what with all the protests going on around your clan�s practices. It is natural to feel confused. What side of the debate are-?� Iruka paused. �Right. Your parents are on the negative side of the debate. Well, the argument is that humans are sentient beings- part of the community that- morally reprehensible-� Kiba had zoned out through most of it, but he had listened for the most important aspect- why it was wrong. And in that, it shared something with Hana�s answer. He never said that it was wrong.

And Hana�s answer was that it was not wrong.

�It�s not wrong, Kiba, they�re wrong. US killing humans is just like how they kill dogs to eat. Survival of the fittest applies to everything- including humans. And ninjas are the fittest. Civilians are prey. Enemy ninja are prey.� Her lips quirked quickly into the sadistic smile that her parents feared. �And you, my dearest brother-� her finger touched his forehead, between his eyebrows and pushed back lightly, �you are prey too.� But I will teach you to be a predator, her smile said, and Kiba took her hand, the one she offered out to him, and followed her, his steps in sync with hers, just as they had been for as long as he could remember.

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Hana finished corking the two wine bottles she had filled with two parts wine to one part blood. Bacon strips sizzled in a pan on the stove, along with eggs in a separate pan. Milk went into a glass and everything was served onto the plate just as Kiba walked in. The omelet just a touch sloppy, and the bacon was so crisp it almost crumbled- Kiba smiled and kissed his sister�s cheek as he picked up the plate.

�Good morning, Hana.�

�Good morning, Kiba. What are your plans for the day?� Kiba looked up when his mother walked into the room. Both children said a dutiful good morning before Kiba continued. �After class, I�m going to meet up with Shikamaru and Ino. Ino was spazzing about something and you know Shika can�t handle her alone.� Hana managed to fake a smile for their mother and sat down with her own breakfast, granola and yogurt.

�Well, sounds like a full day then. Hope she is not taking you guys shopping, like last time. You were complaining about how sore your arms were for days afterwards.� Hana looked up when their mother left. Realizing that she had forgotten the woman�s name gave her a moment�s pause. She turned to Kiba. �Ki?� Kiba looked up from his plate, a piece of bacon sticking out of his mouth and part of a red bell pepper stuck on his cheek. Hana chuckled softly and licked the pepper off his cheek and using her thumb to guide the bacon into his mouth. His face reddened a bit and he took a napkin to wipe his mouth.

�Sorry, sis.� Hana waved away the apology with a smile, and Kiba returned her smile immediately. But the smile slid away when she asked him a question.

�Kiba-kun, what�s mom�s name?� Kiba opened his mouth to respond, but paused, a confused look on his face.

�You know�?� Kiba trailed, focusing that confused look on her and blinking- �I can�t remember.�

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A/N: Well, this is awesome. I know it is a lot shorter than the last chapter, but it�s here, at least. I had a bit of trouble getting this story typed down- I got sick, as I was watching my beta and best friend�s daughter who was sick as well. I am supposed to be on bed rest, but I cannot sit still. Apparently, my condition was caused by lack of sleep and stress, though how those two little things can cause a fever that went up to a hundred and three before the doctors fixed it or whatever is beyond me. So I am creeping around the house at midnight, working on this while he sleeps. Anyway, I personally think the chapter- particularly the ending- has enough creepy in it to excuse the length. How can children that age forget their own mother�s name? It is a symbol of just how distanced Hana and Kiba are from their parents, and I am a little proud of it. Even though this is just the transition chapter, I do like how it ended.

Because I got a few questions emailed to me about this fic, I am going to answer some of them here.

Is there Hana/Kiba in this story? - I am not going to tell you, so quit emailing me and asking me, XDD. I'm just joking. Email me all you want, just don't expect me to say.

That would be telling.

Where/how, did you come up with the skinning and butchering idea? - Part of my psychosis is that I have photographic retentive memory. Most people with photographic memory, it tends to fade after a while, and even trying to �forcibly retrieve� the memory does not come out as clear as when the memory was first taken. I am not saying my memory is perfect, in fact, just the opposite. I think my mind drops older memories to make room for the newer ones, keeping only essential details. In my freshman year of high school I noticed this, realizing that I remembered nothing before the age of six that wasn�t a sort of mental �snapshot,� if you will, of some important event, though I could remember the events themselves, I never remembered anything else. What does that have to do with anything? Also, that year of high school, my stepfather bought me Victor Perard�s anatomy and drawing, as well as the notebooks of Leonardo da Vinci because I fancied myself an artist. The mix of memory from then, and imagination- because I�ve never seen or heard or gone through the process of butchering an animal myself- from now, allowed me to come up with the process. I also had to tone down the medical terminology a lot, and my beta was a grand help there. At some points, I did not even realize I was using jargon. And no, I have not done it before, do not worry.

Was the girl in the pen the same person as the woman he was following? I was confused by the change in vocabulary. - Yes, the girl caged is the same as the woman Hana followed after she hit Naruto.

What is the honorable grandson�s mistake? Is Naruto an honorable grandson? Does the woman have an honorable grandson? Or is this just an expression I'm not familiar with? �In the television series, Naruto teaches Konohamaru, the grandson of the third Hokage, how to perform the sexy no jutsu. While he practices, Konohamaru botches the jutsu and becomes an ugly woman. The woman he was supposed to become beats Naruto for Konohamaru�s mistake.

Before the authors note gets to be longer than the story chapter, I am going to say bye, for now, and I hope you enjoyed the story. And, thanks goes out to Angie, who requested this in the first place.

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