Nothing Is True

Nothing is True

… Everything is permitted.

What is real?

What is not?

Is she just turning crazy or are other powers at work?

One thing is clear Kohana will get to the bottom of this and maybe change the whole Ninja-World at the same time.

S.I. Third Shinobi World War 

Chapter 2: Rin and Obito

Kohana was scolding herself.

She KNEW Rin and Obito. This wasn’t the first time she had talked and interacted with them.

About what was she nervous about?

Did her strange visions shake her up that badly?

Apparently, since she can’t walk over to her friends and join them for lunch.

“THIS is ridiculous.”, she mumbled, holding in an iron grip the Bento-Box her mother had prepared for her. “You are a Ninja! Well, soon. Get a grip!”

She took a deep breath, planted a friendly smile on her lips and walked over to the stone bench where the two friends were sitting, enjoying their lunch.

“Hey Rin-Chan, Obito-Kun, you have room for one more?”

Obito had his cheeks stuffed with food, but he seemed to greet her back, while Rin smiled warmly at her, making room for her on the bench.

The green-haired girl thanked them and sat down beside Rin, who was now boxed between Obito and Kohana.

“You look much better, Kohana-Chan.”, told her Rin relieved.

“I feel better Rin-Chan.”, she answered and took a bit out of her Bento. “Did I miss something interesting while I was in the nurse's office?”

Here the Uchiha groaned and Rin giggled cutely.

Oho, that must be a good story then!

“Spill!”

“No!”, wailed Obito, putting his hands in a prayer position. “Please Rin-Chan, don’t tell Kohana-Chan it!”

The brunette smiled angelically at her best friend, which made him blush and Kohana rolled her blue eyes before Rin turned to the other female.

“Mai-Sensei had Kakashi-Kun and Obito-Kun here spar against each other…Kakashi-Kun threw him out of the ring in less than 10 seconds.”

A loud laugh escaped Kohana, she couldn’t help it. It got worse as Obito dramatically asked Rin how she could betray him like that?!

Only Rin just patted his head and ate her own bento like nothing happened.

“Stupid Bakashi…”, mumbled the black-haired boy, crossing his arms with a cute blush. “I will show him next time!”

“You sure will.”

“Rin can you say this with any more sarcasm?”

“I can try!”

“Stop!”, hollered Kohana, whipping away her laugh tears. “I can’t anymore, guys. I’m dying over her.”

“Look what you did Rin-Chan, Kohana-Chan is dying!”

“I think she is dying because of you. Maybe you should help her.”

Huh?

What did Rin mean by that?

Her female friend turned to Kohana and winked.

What…?

Suddenly a rush of memories floated her brain which made Kohana blush furiously.

It was strange to explain…there were these memories which she called from Before, whatever that was, where she remembered sitting before a screen looking at adult Obito pictures, which would make Kizashi have an aneurysm if he knew his Imoto-Chan looked at such scandalous pics and how she read something called Reader-Insert with Obito as the love interest.

Her blush burned hotter as she remembered the… raunchy ones.

Forget aneurysm, Kizashi would straight up die. Two times over as Kohana remembered how she pleasured-

No, stop!

She was nine!

Yet in Before memories, it was an adult body.

The fuck?

Then came the memories from here. Was that a good way to explain it?

She remembers her first day at the academy, how Obito had been late and Rin gave him the homework. His happy smile was so bright, that Kohana thought for the first time in her life a boy could be pretty cute.

More of such cute moments, but one was fixed in her brain.

Kohana had never liked her green hair. She had wished for pink hair like Kizashi and her Kaa-Chan.

How she had cried one day under a cheery blossom tree because her parents had forbidden her to dye it.

Obito appeared and cheered her up. He didn’t like one of his friends being sad.

Then he said these words: “I like your hair. It’s green like mint and unique, you should be proud of it. But if you want to change it that bad one day when I’m Hokage I will say for a mission you have to dye your hair, sounds good?”

She had laughed tearfully and thanked Obito. 

Oh, yes, Haruno Kohana had a big fat crush on Uchiha Obito, wrote even in her diary Uchiha Kohana!

And Rin knew it!

And tried to play matchmaker since she found out!

That alone was reason enough to pray for a quick death, however, there were these feelings from Before.

Longing, Sadness, Unreachebel…

This emotion was so strong that Kohana gasped for a second.

It really was heartbreaking sad.

Well, at least she got her blush under control.

Kohana frowned at Rin and pocked her discreetly in the side.

Helping her with Obito was nice, but the Uchiha didn’t even register other lifeforms as possible mates, since he was so fixed on Rin.

You couldn’t even call it a love triangle since Kohana liked Obito, Obito liked Rin, Rin liked Kakashi and the Hatake was too cool for human emotions.

This was going to end in a disaster, Kohana just knew it.

“Eh, girls? All good with you two?”, wondered Obito and had a freaked-out look on his face.

Whenever Rin and Kohana were together they got still at one point and started to glare at each other. That it only happened when he was around he didn’t connect.

To his relief, Rin heard him and gave him a smile: “Don’t worry, Obito-Kun, just girls things.”

Wisely he didn’t ask more. He learned pretty early that he didn’t want to know what girls things were.

Kohana was also glad for the ending of the staring contest. Her crush can’t stop her from her mission.

“So guys.”, she began. “I thought maybe we could get together these days and have a training spar. Our Genin Exam is soon. Wouldn’t hurt to train more for it.”

“Oh, that’s a great idea. Kohana-Chan. Are you in it Obito-Kun?”

“Sure, sounds awesome!”

“Maybe after training, we could get then something to eat?”, suggested Kohana hopeful.

Both her friends were on board.

They decided they would start their training after school today. None of them had anything to do this afternoon.

Where they should eat was another discussion. Rin wanted something sweet with strawberries, Obito wanted dango and Kohana herself voted for Ichiraku Ramen.

This earned her strange looks from her friends.

“What’s wrong? Something on my face?”, Kohana wondered.

“No…but-”

“Since when do you like Ramen?!”, asked Obito for himself and Rin.

Confused Kohana blinked. She remembers eating and loving Tonkotsu Ramen, it was one of her favourite foods.

There was a tiny Japanese restaurant near her apartment-

No, wait…this is again from Before.

So she normally didn’t like Ramen?

Blasphemy! She could image a blond-haired boy with whisker marks on his cheeks nodding approvingly at her.

And what is Japanese?

Uurgh, she feels a headache starting.

“Meh, I tried it again and started to like it.”, she lied cleverly. “Also Ichiraku is amazing!”

“I was telling you this the whole time!”, shouted Obito and pointed with his chopstick at her. “Listen to your future Hokage! I know what’s best for my people.”

This made Rin giggle cutely.

“We bow before your wisdom, Hokage-Sama.”

“Geeh, thanks Rin!”

Kohana didn’t know what drove her to say this, but she heard herself proclaim: “Hey you are not the only one gunning for the hat! Maybe I want to try!”

Then she sent him what only could be a flirtatious smile, which not only made Obito blush with wide black eyes but Rin also.

Meanwhile, inside her, a part that was defined adult danced in victory because she always wanted to say this and do that if she ever met Obito.

Okay, this Before memories and now sensations will give her a whiplash.

Somehow she needs to regain control over herself.

But…who was Haruno Kohana?

She even didn’t know anymore herself.

“You know what guys. Just forget what I said. I think I’m still a bit sick. I will go to Rinka-San. See you guys later.”

With a sigh, she stood up and threw away her food.

At least she managed to arrange a training session with Obito and Rin.

So, Profit?

Nothing is True Index

… Everything is permitted.

What is real?

What is not?

Is she just turning crazy or are other powers at work?

One thing is clear Kohana will get to the bottom of this and maybe change the whole Ninja-World at the same time.

S.I. Third Shinobi World War 

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Goddess of the Sun, Queen of the Stars Index

On a night shooting stars cross over Konohagakure the life of 12-year-old Hinata changes forever. A white wolf named Shiranui searched for her to end the reign of the “Planet Eaters” as she calls the enemy. The young Hyuuga awakens power beyond her imagination. But will it be enough to end the millennia-old conflict?

OP!Hinata

Goddess!Hinata   

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Anomaly

Anomaly; noun: something that deviates from what is standard, normal, or expected.

While her older brother Zack rises in the ranks of SOLDIER, Dalia Fair is one of the biggest Idol’s Midgar has ever seen! All seems well for the siblings, till the Whispers appear and try to kill Dalia. Now brother and sister must unrevail ShinRa’s dark secrets and why Dalia is an anomaly in the eyes of the spectral beings.

Or:

Zack has a younger sister whom the Whispers want to get rid of because they must protect the sacred canon.

Spoiler Alert: Dalia won't let herself get killed or erased by the spooky grim reapers wannabe!

Also, canon who, it's her show now!

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Chapter 2: Haunted 

Zack was dreaming of becoming SOLDIER First Rank when a loud scream awakened him from his slumber.

Confused he blinked into the darkness of his room.

Huh?

What was going on?

“ZACK-NIICHAN!”, shouted the voice of his sister. “HELP ME!”

Instinct took over, not only from his SOLDIER training but also from a lifetime of being a big brother.

The black-haired man jumped out of bed, gripped his sword and ran into his sister's room.

“Dalia, I’m Here!”

The scene before him belongs in a horror flick.

His sister was cowering in her bed and over her, a shadowy-foggy-like grim reaper wannabe floated above her!

The SOLDIER Third Class didn’t waste any time took a deep breath and focused his energy, calling upon the Mako within him to enhance his abilities.

He charged towards the shadowy figure with his sword raised high, ready to strike. As he swung his blade, it passed straight through the apparition without making contact.

“What the fuck?!”, he shouted in disbelief.

The grim reaper wannabe just stared at him.

At least that gave Dalia the chance to hide behind him.

“Zack what is that?!”, she shrieked, gripping his sleeping shirt tight in her fists.

“I don’t know and I don’t care, I will burn it to crisp!”

Thankful he had Fire Materia on his sword.

He cast the spell and at least this seemed to work.

Mr. Creepy Grim Reaper hissed.

“Anomaly.”, came a scary voice from the being. “You will be erased.”

With that, he disappeared into thin air.

Dalia clung to Zack tightly, still trembling in fear. He comforted her and assured her that everything was going to be alright.

“Going alright, that thing wanted to kill me!”

“It can’t hurt you anymore, I made it go away.”

“Zack, what kind of thing was that?”

“Don’t know.”, he admitted stroking her long spiky hair. “Probably a new monster. Something Ghost-like, I dunno.”

“Why does it want to erase me?”

“I don’t know sis, why do monsters attack us? No one really knows.”

With a loud sigh, Dalia formally fell into her brother's arms.

Like she was a little girl again she asked quietly if they could share a bed.

Zack understood her. He was still shaking from this encounter too.

They moved to his bedroom and Dalia clung to him like a barnacle.

Thankful after a while she fell asleep, only Zack refused to sleep.

If Mr. Creepy Grim Reaper came again he wanted to be ready.

Never was he more thankful that as SOLDIER he didn’t need that much sleep like a normal person.

***

“Rosethrone what is wrong?”, asked Amelia the next day at lunch break. “You are normally good at photo shoots, but you seem off.”

“I’m just going through some personal stuff,” replied Dalia, trying to brush off her manager's concern.

But Amelia wasn't convinced.

“Is there anything I can do to help?” she asked, placing a comforting hand on Dalia's shoulder.

“I don’t know, are you a part-time monster expert, while being my manager?”, Dalia sassed and gulped down her water.

Amelia chuckled at Dalia's remark, "No, I'm not a part-time monster expert, but I am your friend and I care about you. If you ever need someone to talk to or just vent, I'm here for you."

The younger girl smiled gratefully at her manager, feeling a bit better. It was nice to know that she had someone in her corner.

As they finished their lunch, Amelia made a mental note to check in on Dalia more often and make sure she was doing okay. After all, being a good manager meant more than just overseeing photo shoots and deadlines - it also meant being there for your team when they needed you the most.

“I have a little surprise for you.”, she told her protege as they made their way back to Rosethrone's backstage room. “Maybe it will lift your spirits a bit.”

“Mmh?”

“Your new Idol outfit is finished, you can wear it today at the concert.”

Dalia's blue eyes lit up with excitement at the news. She had been looking forward to the new outfit for weeks.

It was a custom design made just for her, and she couldn't wait to see how it looked on stage.

"Really? Thank you so much, Amelia!", she exclaimed, feeling a burst of energy and enthusiasm. "I can't wait to try it on!"

The brunette woman smiled, happy to see Dalia's mood improving. "I knew it would make you happy. Now let's go get ready for the show!"

As they entered the dressing room, Dalia spotted the outfit hanging on a rack in the corner. It was even more beautiful than she had imagined - a glittering black, white and red ensemble that sparkled under the lights.

She quickly changed into the outfit, admiring herself in the mirror as she did so. The fabric felt soft and silky against her skin, and she loved how it hugged her curves in all the right places.

Now she really was Rosethrone, Midgar’s Beautiful Rose.

When she emerged from the dressing room, Amelia gasped in delight. "You look amazing!"

Rosethrone beamed with pride as she took her place on stage.

As she began to sing and dance, all of her worries faded away.

For those few hours, nothing else mattered except for making music and entertaining her fans.

Afterwards, as Dalia was packing up her things backstage, Amelia approached her with a serious expression.

"Dalia," she said softly. "I know that something is bothering you. If there's anything I can do to help - anything at all - please don't hesitate to ask."

Dalia hesitated for a moment before admitting. "It's just...last night something really strange happened."

Her manager leaned in closer, listening intently as Dalia recounted what had happened with Mr. Creepy Grim Reaper.

"That sounds terrifying," Amelia said sympathetically when Dalia finished speaking. "But you know what? Zack was there and protected you. Your brother always has your back."

Dalia nodded slowly, feeling a sense of pride wash over thinking about what an awesome older brother she had in Zack.

"And besides," Amelia added with a grin. "If any other monsters come after you again...well, we'll just have to make sure you have some backup."

Together they laughed off their fears, feeling stronger knowing that they had each other's backs no matter what challenges lay ahead.

***

As the weeks went on, Dalia found herself feeling more and more confident in her role as Rosethrone. Her concerts were selling out faster than ever before, and she was receiving more fan mail than she could keep up with.

But despite her success, there were still moments when the memory of Mr. Creepy Grim Reaper would haunt her thoughts. She couldn't shake the feeling that there was something else out there, waiting to harm her.

One night, as she was getting ready for bed after a long day of rehearsals, she heard a strange noise coming from outside her window.

At first, she tried to ignore it - maybe it was just the wind or some stray animal.

But as the noise grew louder and more persistent, she realized that something was definitely wrong.

Heart pounding in her chest, she tiptoed over to the window and peered outside.

There, lurking in the shadows below, was a group of monsters like Mr. Creepy Grim Reaper! He had friends it seemed!

The black-haired girl froze in terror for a moment before remembering what Amelia had said about having a backup.

Quickly grabbing her PHS, she dialled Zack's number and waited anxiously for him to pick up.

"Zack! Oh my god, there is Mr. Creepy Grim Reaper outside my window! What do I do?!", she whispered.

"Stay calm," he replied calmly over the line. "I'm here."

True to his word, not a second later her bedroom door opened. Zack armed with his trusty sword and a handful of materia orbs was standing there.

He pointed with his head to leave her place at the window. She did so, as he walked over, opened the window and jumped down!

Good thing he was a SOLDIER Third and their apartment was only second floor.

Morbid curiosity made Dalia look out the window, as her brother fought off the Creepy Grim Reapers, with his sword and spells.

After the last vanished into thin air, her brother climbed back up their apartment.

When he was back in her room Dalia collapsed into Zack's arms sobbing with relief.

"I don't know how you do it," she whispered between sobs. "How can you be so brave all the time?"

Zack just smiled down at her gently. "It's easy," he said softly. "I do it for you."

“You are already a hero, Zack, my hero!”

“Thanks, Imoto-Chan, but we need to do something about this Creepy Grim Reapers. They said to me they have to erase the anomaly.”

Confused Dalia looked up into Zack's grim face.

“What do you plan?”

“Tomorrow is your free day right? We go together to Angeal, maybe he knows this kind of monster.”, then he facepalmed. “And I just realized I could have asked him weeks ago, I’m such a dumbass.”

This released the nervous energy in Dalia and she couldn’t help but laugh.

Yep, Mister Angeal's nickname for Zack, puppy, fitted indeed her brother.

He was not only friendly and eager as one, he could forget things easily.

***

The next day, Zack and Dalia went to see Angeal.

This meant for Dalia she would be the first time on the the SOLDIER floor of the ShinRA building.

She had visited her brother at his work, but they always had met up at the foyer.

It would be a lie to say Dalia wasn’t a tiny bit curious about how it looked there.

With Zack vouching for her and checking that she really was his sister, she got her visitor pass for the day from the kind secretary in the foyer.

Now the siblings could take the elevator to their destination without a problem.

On the SOLDIER floor, of course, Dalia saw SOLDIER from Rank three to two and even some infantrymen.

But no Genesis or Sephiroth.

Like probably all girls in Midgar she had wanted to see the Crimson Commander and Silver General in the flesh.

Zack looked amused at her.

“Are you looking for someone?”

“It’s not any day you can go up the SOLDIER floor, would be awesome if I could get an autograph from Mister Genesis and Mister Sephiroth, especially Sephiroth, Amelia has the hots for him. If I brought her autographs she would die happy.”

As they walked down the hallway, Angeal's office came into view. Zack knocked on the door and they were welcomed inside by the First Class SOLDIER.

"Zack, and Dalia, what a nice surprise.", he greeted them warmly. "What brings you here?"

They explained what had happened with the Creepy Grim Reapers and how they had tried to attack Dalia twice.

Angeal listened carefully and then said, "I think I know what these creatures are. Even if it seems impossible.”

“Why Angeal?”, asked Zack, holding Dalia's hand tight as they sat before the FIRST CLASS SOLDIER.

“They considered legends. An accretion of Whispers, the so-called arbiters of fate. The creatures appear when someone tries to alter destiny's course. They are connected to all the threads of time and space that shape the planet's fate.”

"The Whispers?" repeated Zack, looking puzzled. Dalia wasn’t far behind.

Kinda lame name for something that scarred her shitless.

"Yes," replied Angeal. "Whispers, also known as the arbiters of fate, are beings born of the planet said to enforce the course of destiny. They appear in large gatherings whenever events stray too far from fate's intended path. Or so they say.”

Zack and Dalia listened intently to Angeal's explanation, trying to wrap their heads around the concept of beings that enforced destiny. It all seemed a bit far-fetched, but then again, they had just fought off a group of monsters that could disappear into thin air.

"So what do we do?" asked Dalia anxiously. "Why would they be after me?"

Angeal sighed, looking pensive. "I'm not sure. Is there something which you do that can alter destiny so much? Zack told me you are just a normal school girl.”

Ups.

Both Fair siblings turned red and looked ashamed at the ground.

The older man looked at them. So they were hiding something.

“Zack, I hope you had a good reason to lie to me.”, scolded Angeal his protege.

If even possible, Zack shrunk more in his seat than before.

“Mister Angeal, please don’t be mad at Zack-Nii.”, begged Dalia. “I told him to lie.”

Then she told him that she lived a double life as the Idol Rosethrone because she didn’t want to be swarmed with fans all the time. Dalia loved being an Idol, but she loved her privacy with her brother too.

Angeal nodded. He could understand this.

Being First Class, was also a bit like being a celebrity. He had his own fan club and often people asked for his autograph, which was crazy since he fought in a WAR.

He was a warrior not a singer like Dalia.

“I see.”, mumbled the black-haired man and gripped his chin thoughtfully. “It could be that your recent success as Rosethrone has caused a ripple in fate's course. Or it could be something else entirely."

Zack frowned, his protective instincts kicking in. "Whatever the reason, we need to find a way to stop them from coming after Dalia again."

Angeal nodded in agreement.

“Let’s see...Dalia, when did the first Whisper appear?”

“It was after my successful concert in the Chocobo Lounge. I got home, ate and then got to bed. Then The Whisper appeared in the middle of the night.”

“Was there something special this day?”

The girl frowned, thinking.

What was noteworthy on this day...?

“Oh I had a Fan-Meeting after the concert.”, she told Zack and Angeal. “The young man I talked to was not even one of my fans. He just had come to my concert so the card of his friend, who couldn’t make it, didn’t go to waste.”

That alerted both males.

“Do you remember his name, sis?”

“I think...It was Cloud. Yes, Cloud Strife!”

Angeal nodded.

“I have a hunch, Mr. Strife could be a lead you could follow.”

“I don’t know anybody with that name.”, whined Zack and gripped his hair. “How should we find him? Just asking around all Midgar? That would take years and that’s not counting the Slums!”

Dalia felt also distressed and petted her brother on the back.

How should she find this boy, she only met once?

“Now, now, no long faces. There is a simple but efficient way.”, tried Angeal to cheer the Fair siblings up.

“Which way, Angeal?”, they asked together.

“You could go to floor 62. All of Midgar’s documents, records, and reports are stoked there. So also the resident list!”

“Angeal, you are a genius!”

The SOLDIER First Class chuckled quietly at the happiness of the Fair siblings.

With his authority, he gave them passes for floor 62 and the two were off.

Time to find out, where to find this Cloud Strife.

***

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Anomaly

Anomaly; noun: something that deviates from what is standard, normal, or expected.

While her older brother Zack rises in the ranks of SOLDIER, Dalia Fair is one of the biggest Idol’s Midgar has ever seen! All seems well for the siblings, till the Whispers appear and try to kill Dalia. Now brother and sister must unrevail ShinRa’s dark secrets and why Dalia is an anomaly in the eyes of the spectral beings.

Or:

Zack has a younger sister whom the Whispers want to get rid of because they must protect the sacred canon.

Spoiler Alert: Dalia won't let herself get killed or erased by the spooky grim reapers wannabe!

Also, canon who, it's her show now!

Chapter One: Idol-Sama

Zack knew what he was doing was wrong.

Departing without notifying his parents, solely to pursue his aspirations of becoming a hero, was unwise.

However, he couldn't remain in Gongaga; only by joining ShinRa Corp's SOLDIER program in Midgard would he realize his dream.

 The raven-haired youth sighed deeply and placed a hand over his mouth as he attempted to slip out undetected.

The prospect of being caught by either parent or worse yet, HIS sister - who despite being two years younger possessed an impressive swing - loomed ominously.

He had dedicated himself to teaching her how to fight so that she wouldn't be relegated to the role of damsel-in-distress; contrary to popular belief, Zack knew that she wasn't fragile like a flower – far from it!

 When Dalia was born, she fell gravely ill. The esteemed physician, Old Doc Brown, even feared for her survival. However, he sensed within his sister a tenacious spirit and remained by her side for three days straight, holding her tiny hand and urging her to fight on. Despite the despair in their parents' eyes, Zack refused to give up hope on Dalia's recovery. His unwavering faith was vindicated as she gradually regained strength.

Zack beamed with pride at his little sister's resilience - an indomitable force of nature despite their parents' overprotectiveness.

 Therefore, it came as no surprise when he found her waiting for him in front of their home - blue eyes fixed squarely upon him and hands firmly planted on hips - sporting a fierce scowl that only added to her already formidable presence.

 "And where do you think are going?", she inquired.

 Until his death, he vehemently denied his whining.

 "Dali, Lia, my precious songbird-"

 "Flattery will not get you anywhere, Zack-Nii!"

 "Imoto, please understand. I must go! I cannot become a hero here!"

 Dalia scrunched up her adorable nose and let out a huff of frustration.

 "You do not seem like much of a hero to me if you run away from home in the middle of the night without so much as a goodbye or letter left for me!"

 Now he truly whined; the sight of disappointment on his sister's face was unbearable.

 "I’m sorry, Imoto-Chan," Zack began.

 "Just stop right there, Zachery," his sister interrupted sharply.

 Oh no, he realized with a sinking feeling as she used his full name - this was serious. It seemed that things were not looking good for Zack.

 As Dalia made her proclamation, "You have two options before I start screaming for Ma and Pa! Option one: turn around and get inside; never try to leave me again. Option two: leave a goodbye letter and we will go."

 The older boy couldn't believe what he was hearing.

 "We?!" He almost shouted but caught himself in time; there was no need to wake up the whole neighbourhood or alert their parents.

 His little sister nodded vigorously, causing her spiky locks to bounce - another shared trait between them - while pointing at a bag by her feet. "If you go, I go! We are a team Nii-Chan! I won't be separated from you. You are the only person who treats me like an equal rather than some sick child."

 "You're not sick; you're strong and clever- how did you manage to escape before me?" Zack complimented her with a grin.

Dalia grinned back mischievously.  "I had an excellent teacher who sometimes makes questionable decisions."

 Zack knew he deserved that jab at his character- it wasn't easy being the older sibling responsible for taking care of someone younger than him all the time after all...

 "Shall we proceed now?" inquired the little girl, extending her hand to him.

"And what about the letter for Ma and Pa?" he wondered aloud.

The mischievous grin on her face returned as she replied, "I have already left one."

He snorted in amusement at his own naivety and took her hand as they embarked on their journey together.

"So I intend to join ShinRa and become a SOLDIER. What are your plans for Midgar, Dali?"

She squeezed his hand tightly before whispering conspiratorially, "I aim to become the biggest Idol that Midgar has ever seen!"

"Idol-Sama, Idol-Sama! Rosethorne? For goodness sake, Dalia, wake up!"

With a hefty yawn, Dalia Fair arises from the couch in her backstage room and stretches herself. She had dozed off - how peculiar that she dreamt about the time she ran away with Zack. 

"Rosethorne!", the voice called out her stage name.

Dalia rubbed her drowsy eyes.

It seemed to be Amelia, her manager's voice.

Oh yes, it was Amelia!

"Hey Amelia, what is happening?" 

The brown-haired woman facepalmed at Dalia while grumbling something about why she was stuck with such an unruly child - hey!

"You have a photo shoot in 30 minutes, Dalia. Get ready quickly," Amelia said with a stern expression.

Dalia groaned and checked her PHS for any messages or notifications.

Thus far, solely her cherished sibling had sent her a message.

A meme featuring a chocobo that elicited an amused snort from her.

Zack unfailingly knew how to lift her spirits.

The idol resolved to dispatch a brief message to her brother.

Songbird: Hey Nii-Chan, isn't Mister Angeal giving you a run for your money? You'll never advance beyond Second-Class SOLDIER if you're preoccupied with memes!

The response arrived promptly.

Puppydog: I'm on break! Kunsel says hi. Don't you have something to do, Imoto-Chan?

Blast it all!

Dalia hastily freshened up and donned the attire hanging on the door before adorning herself with makeup and affixing her crimson wig.

She couldn't help but ponder what mischief Zack was getting into at ShinRa today; it was nothing short of miraculous that he'd achieved even Third-Class SOLDIER status thanks to his mentor Angeal Hewley despite having caused significant damage during his acclimation period.

"Dalia, we must go now!" Amelia hollered from outside the door, rudely interrupting Dalia's thoughts.

With that said, Dalia retrieved her purse and accompanied Amelia out of the room in readiness for another day masquerading as Rosethorne - an idol worshipped by legions yet known by few except for Zack himself.

It suited Dalia just fine since she could lead a normal life as a sister to a SOLDIER without having crazed devotees swarming about while also experiencing life as an idol with fame and love from her fans.

As they stepped out of the building, Dalia couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. 

Another successful photoshoot was completed without any hiccups.

She glanced at Amelia who was checking her PHS, probably making sure everything was in order for their next appointment.

Dalia's mind drifted back to Zack and she wondered what he was up to now. She quickly pulled out her PHS and sent him a message.

Songbird: Hey Nii-Chan, how's your day going so far? Any interesting missions?

She waited for a response but none came. She shrugged it off and slipped her phone back into her purse. He would message her when he had time or he would tell her when they were both home.

As they made their way to the car, Dalia thought about how lucky she was to have a sibling like Zack. Despite his antics and carefree attitude, he always managed to make her laugh and forget about any troubles she had.

The car ride was quiet as both Dalia and Amelia were lost in their own thoughts. Dalia couldn't wait to get home and take off the wig that was starting to itch her scalp.

As they arrived at their destination, Dalia took a deep breath before stepping out of the car. Another day as Rosethorne awaited her, but for now, she just wanted to relax and be herself with Zack by her side.

Amelia playfully inquired of Dalia if she was prepared to showcase her latest single.

Dalia responded with a smile, affirming that she had been eagerly awaiting this moment.

She went on to explain that the song held a special place in her heart and she couldn't wait to share it with everyone.

Observing Dalia's excitement, Amelia nodded in agreement - clearly just as thrilled for the performance.

As the lights dimmed and the crowd cheered, Dalia transformed into Rosethorne - embodying her Idol-Persona.

The red-haired vixen donned a short black sparkle dress adorned with a single red rose, knee-high white socks and black high heels featuring small roses.

Gloved hands grasped the microphone before taking a deep breath and beginning to sing.

The melody flowed effortlessly from her lips as she poured her heart into each word; it became increasingly evident that this was more than just a performance - it was an emotional journey that resonated with every member of the audience.

By the time Rosethorne finished singing, every member of the audience was standing on their feet applauding wildly.

It was clear that Rosethorne's music had touched them deeply leaving them inspired and uplifted.

As Rosethorne stood there beaming from ear to ear, she felt grateful for sharing her music with such enthusiastic fans.

In response to the enthusiastic demands of the audience for more music, Rosethorne graciously delivered some of her classic Number One hits.

The crowd was elated and joined in with her, their voices melding together in a beautiful harmony. The atmosphere was electric as the entire room filled with joy and the sound of music. Rosethorne's energy and passion were absolutely infectious, leaving all members of the audience craving more of her amazing tracks.

As she wrapped up her final song, there was a collective sigh from everyone present that it had come to an end.

However, Rosethorne had made an unforgettable impression on each person who was lucky enough to witness her performance that night.

 Expressing her gratitude, Rosethorne exclaimed into the microphone and humbly bowed down. Applause reverberated throughout the room accompanied by joyous cheers and exclamations of adoration.

Smiling radiantly, she blew kisses to her devoted fans before announcing a special opportunity for one lucky audience member to meet with her for five minutes.

With bated breath, the crowd anticipated as she paused momentarily before calling out in suspenseful triumph: “The spotlight is on seat number 77!”

The occupant occupying seat 77 exhibited extreme shock, as evidenced by their reaction.

Rosethrone observed that the youthful gentleman with spiky blond locks and piercing azure eyes turned pallid like a sheet of paper.

Despite his condition, she couldn't help but notice how strikingly handsome he appeared; if she had to guess, he was her agemate.

So 14?

It seemed apparent that he wished to be anywhere else but here.

This piqued Rosethrone's interest; such a response was novel to her experience as normally her admirers would jump for joy or even faint (one time someone foamed out of their mouth), however, this particular reaction was quite intriguing indeed.

 She walked towards him, her heels clicking against the polished floor.

As she approached, he looked up at her with a mixture of fear and awe in his eyes.

Rosethrone smiled warmly at him, trying to put him at ease.

"Don't worry," she said softly. "I won't bite."

The audience chuckled at her joke, but the young man didn't seem to find it funny.

"Come on," she said, holding out her hand. "Let's go backstage and chat for a bit."

He hesitated for a moment before taking her hand and standing up from his seat.

Together, they walked towards the back of the room as the crowd cheered them on.

 Once they were alone in the green room, Rosethrone offered him a bottle of water and sat down next to him on the couch.

"So," she began, "what's your name?"

He told her his name was Cloud.

Cloud Strife.

Who named their son Cloud, she wanted to ask, but had a feeling he was asked that a lot and it would annoy him.

All in all, he really seemed to not want to be here.

 Rosethrone cleared her throat, attempting to alleviate the tension in the air. "So, Cloud," she inquired, "what brings you here today?"

 Cloud shifted uncomfortably on the couch before responding. "I... I obtained tickets from one of my comrades...he couldn't attend and no one else had time or said their girlfriend wouldn't allow them to go to the concert of the Beautiful Rose of Midgar, their words not mine," he whispered softly.

 "Comrades, are you affiliated with ShinRa?", she asked with interest.

 "Yes Ma'am erm Idol-Sama?"

 "We are the same age; Rosethrone is fine."

 "Erm, right, okay. Yes I'm a part of ShinRa. I aspire to become a SOLDIER!"

 Wow! What an unexpected surprise it was that a SOLDIER candidate would be her guest.

Did he know Zack?

Unfortunately, she could not ask him since no one could know who Rosethorne truly was.

 Rosethrone listened attentively as Cloud shared his aspirations for becoming a SOLDIER and described his training process. Despite his initial reluctance to be there, she sensed determination in his voice. As they conversed further, she became increasingly impressed by this young man's character.

 Then Cloud realized how much he had been talking about himself and turned adorably red-faced. "I apologize for prattling on about my SOLDIER training without letting you speak at all," he whined slightly.

The young Idol waved it away."No problem at all! You didn't want to waste the ticket and just went ahead with attending anyway", she said."Well, I hope you're satisfied with your prize."

Cloud shook his head vigorously."No, no! It's just...it's all so overwhelming," he admitted."I'm not good with people."

Rosethrone smiled kindly at him."I understand exactly how you feel", she told him."Sometimes, it can be tough believing that all of this is real."

Cloud looked incredulous when hearing this statement. He asked hesitatingly, "You feel like that too?"

Rosethrone nodded affirmatively once more."Of course!" she exclaimed; "Don't get me wrong- I adore what I do, and am grateful for each fan, but sometimes, it can simply be too much."

They both sat silently for some time until Rosethorne spoke again: "Do you have any questions for me?"

The young men hesitated momentarily before nodding slowly ."Um, yes actually...How did music come into your life?”

 Rosenthorn grinned broadly as she began recounting her origin story.

She explained how singing and performing were always passions but never thought it possible career-wise until Amelia, her manager heard her singing on the streets, was charmed by her voice, and took her under contract immediately after discovering her talent.

 After a while, Rosethrone realized that their five minutes were up. She stood up from the couch and offered her hand to Cloud, who took it hesitantly. "It was really nice meeting you, Cloud," she said with a smile. "I hope you achieve your dreams."

 Cloud nodded gratefully before turning to leave.

As he walked away, Rosethrone couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for him.

She had met many fans over the years, but there was something special about this one.

Perhaps it was his determination or the fact that he didn't fawn over her like so many others did.

 Whatever it was, Rosethrone knew that she would never forget meeting Cloud Strife.

And who knows? Maybe one day she would see him again - perhaps even in the newspaper as a full-fledged member of SOLDIER.

Finally, Dalia was home!

With a groan she took off her shoes and jacket, walking into the living room like a zombie.

Zack was already there, playing on his Gamestation.

“Hey Imoto-Chan, rough day?”, he asked grinning.

She just hit him over the head with a pillow from the couch.

“Hey, for what was that for?!”

“Zachery, I had a photo shoot, a concert, then two interviews, one for the television and one for the newspaper, while wearing high heels, I’m this close to murdering someone.”

Wisely her brother shut up and just kept on playing.

“What’s for dinner?”, she wondered, as she made her way into their kitchen, specifically looking for food.

There was a pizza carton.

“Again, pizza, Zack? I wanted Sushi.”

“How can you like the uncooked fish is beyond me.”

“How you can be a fit SOLDIER Third with the much pizza you eat is beyond ME!”

 Groaning, Dalia opened the pizza carton and started eating, not bothering to heat it up.

Zack shrugged, "I didn't feel like cooking tonight."

"Well, I'm too tired to argue," Dalia said between bites.

As she ate, she thought about her upcoming schedule and sighed.

"I have another concert tomorrow night and a photo shoot early in the morning," she said to Zack who was still playing his game.

"Sounds like another busy day," he replied without looking away from the screen.

Dalia finished her pizza and went to take a shower, hoping it would help her relax after the long day she had just had.

After her shower, Dalia sat down at her desk to go over her schedule for the next few days.

She had a rehearsal with her band in the afternoon, followed by an interview with a music magazine.

Then, she had to attend a charity event in the evening.

The following day was even busier, with a radio interview early in the morning and a music video shoot later in the day.

 Dalia felt overwhelmed just thinking about it all.

She knew she needed to stay focused and organized if she wanted to succeed in the music industry, but sometimes it felt like too much. She took a deep breath and reminded herself why she loved what she did - the rush of performing live, the connection with her fans, and the thrill of creating something new.

 With renewed determination, Dalia got to work on preparing for her busy schedule ahead.

She made lists of everything she needed to do and packed her bags for each event.

As she drifted off to sleep that night, she felt ready to take on whatever challenges came her way - one concert, photo shoot, or interview at a time.

The young woman didn’t expect to face some kind of freakish grim reaper wannabe that night!

Nothing is True

… Everything is permitted.

What is real?

What is not?

Is she just turning crazy or are other powers at work?

One thing is clear Kohana will get to the bottom of this and maybe change the whole Ninja-World at the same time.

S.I. Third Shinobi World War 

Chapter 1: Visions

Everywhere Kohana looked she saw dead people.

No this wasn’t right...she saw how they would die.

It didn’t make any sense!

As she entered the classroom a cute girl with lilac stripes on her cheeks and brunette hair greeted her.

Rin...her name was Rin Nohara...she remeberd. The girl was her friend and study buddy.

And doomed to die at the hand of the protege Kakashi Hatake! A fist of lighting pierced through sweet Rin’s heart!

Kohana had nearly puked as she saw this...scene.

It had felt so real. Like she was there, rain hitting her body and the sounds of a thousand birds in the air.

Nothing made sense!

Worried Rin had asked if she was okay since she was as white as a paper sheet.

Kohana didn't know how she should respond.

So she mumbled something.

Thankful she didn’t need to say anything since their Sensei, a woman by the name of  Mai, started the lesson for the day.

The green-haired could not follow.

When she looked at one of their classmates, she got this vision!

It was not always death, it seemed to show the future!

Asuma Sarotobi, dying in the arms of a teenager who looked like a Nara.

Kurenai Yuhi, alone with a child, a photo of Asuma watching over them.

Hayate Gekko, killed by a Suna Ninja with a Wind-Jutsu.

Kakashi Hatake, the arrogant protege, alone before a memorial seeming to mourn.

Death here.

Death there.

Alone in the world.

Killed to save their teammates.

So much death so much grief!

Then her eyes fall on Obito Uchiha...what she saw...it made the last of sense...dying under a boulder...in a cave with an old man, barely alive...witnessing Rin's death and killing hundreds of enemy ninjas with Wood-Release!

Wearing a mask, letting the legendary Ninetails attack Konoha! 

Forming a group of dangerous people wearing black cloaks with red clouds!

Hunting down people who had Tailed Beasts in them.

Then this strange statue absorbed them.

A war!

Bigger than the current one.

On his side Madara Uchiha! How, he was long death?

And a terrible beast with 10 tails killing thousands!

This was too much!

Kohana formally begged Mai-Sensei to go to the restroom.

There she puked all her guts out.

It seemed like hours she spent over the toilette, but it was probably only a few minutes.

Anyway, Konoha was done. She didn’t feel her legs anymore. She was sweaty and shivering at the same time.

With a tired groan, she took her hairband out and stroked her green hair.

What was happening with her?

What kind of powers were here at work?

Was she turning crazy?

Turning crazy sounded better than whatever future she saw.

These were her friends and comrades none of them deserved this future.

It seemed Obito was the key to all this.

But how?

Everybody knew that the Uchiha loved Rin, even Rin herself, yet could her death really turn Obito into this...monster, who killed thousands?

Who awakes something that should stay where it was?

That was ridiculous!

She may be not Obito’s best friend, however they were friends. Kohana knew the boy.

Someone who wanted to be Hokage and change the life of the shinobi of the Hidden Leaf for the better couldn't turn...so evil.

Or could he?

For Rin?

Did he really love her that much?

So much that he would burn down the world and anybody in it to avenge her?

Without caring anymore for his family and friends?

The green-haired girl was sure she missed something.

She hadn’t seen all.

Nonetheless, one thing was clear...Rin Nohara couldn’t die if the world was to be saved.

Only how could Kohana save her friend?

And yes, she decided that she couldn’t imagine this all, it had to be visions from the future..maybe even a Kekkai Genkai she awoke.

Konoha wouldn’t take any changes. Better to be extra careful and keep Rin alive, than ignoring it for her own sanity and just saying this all was crazy.

Too much was at stake for that.

“Kohana-Chan.”, she heard Rin calling for her. In the next second, she felt a soft hand stroking her hair. “You puked a lot. Want me to escort you to the nurse's office?”

Like a cat, she leaned into Rin’s touch. 

She had always liked Rin. She was such a pure and good soul.

Maybe it was also for her own selfish reason that she didn’t want her friend to die.

“I don’t know Rin-Chan. I can barely feel my legs.”

Rin’s hand moved to her forehead.

“Mhm, you don’t seem to have a fever. This is at least good, but I would feel better if Nurse Rinka looked at you.”

 “Can you help me up?”

What could Konoha say? She was weak for Rin.

Of course, this was not a problem and Rin threw Konoha’s arm over her shoulder and led her to the Nurse Office.

There the young Nurse Rinka gave Konoha something for her stomach and told her to rest in one of the beds.

Rin, the sweetheart, gave her a tiny get better kiss on her forehead and returned to the classroom.

Tired Konoha falls asleep.

She was running.

Demanding that her legs go faster.

She jumped from the rooftop and landed on another.

For a second she looked if her pursuers were behind her.

She heard their shouts.

“Assasin! Get back here!”

Yeah sure.

She huffed, fixed her hood and then slid down the pole on the house.

Now she was on the streets.

People were still out.

Good, she could hide there in plain sight.

With a deep breath, she joined the mass.

The artefact in her pocket burned her formally.

Slowly Konoha opened her eyes.

Absentminded she rubbed her left leg where in her dream she had felt the burning.

One thing was for sure this day was getting crazier.

“Ah, you are awake.”, greeted the voice of Nurse Rinka. The young blond gave her a glass of water. “You slept for two good hours Kohana-San.”

With big gulps, Kohana drank the whole water in the glass. Her tongue felt like sandpaper and the water was balm on it.

“I’m much better now. You think I can return to class Rinka-San?”, she asked.

“Let me run a few tests then you can go.”

Rinka did just that and Kohana was then free to go.

On her way to her classroom, Kohana thought about her dream.

This was probably the most normal thing of all the future visions she had today, and yet it had been super bizarre too.

In her dream, all had seemed...more futuristic.

For example, there were strange metallic things on the street with people in them.

People even were dressed much differently than she ever had seen in the 5 Shinobi Nations.

And why would hair brain call her in her dream assasin and not ninja, kunoichi or shinobi?

Bah, more questions than answers.

Kohana decided that her dream was a minor priority.

Her main mission was now to keep somehow Rin alive to avoid this future where Obito would go totally bananas.

And for that, she decided, she needed to get even closer to Rin and Obito.

Heh, not even a Genin and already trying to change the world for the better.

Like Kohana had thought earlier, she wouldn’t take any changes.

If it turned out to be just some crazy hallucinations because she had been sick, then she had only deepened her friendships with Rin and Obito.

That was far from being bad.

With a deep breath, she knocked on her classroom door, till Sensei Mai called her back in.

No turning back.

Mission: Save the future was a go!