Chapter 1
Himawari strolled along the Village with a bouquet of flowers in her hands as she was busy humming a tune.
She was known quite literally as her name says. As the villiage's sunflower. Very fitting of course, if her papa was the sun it was only natural she'd be the sunflower! She loved her home just as much as her papa did and although she didn't fight much like him or her older brother she did attempt to help in her own way such as volunteering or supporting however she can to those whoever needed it.
She wasn't too interested in physical fighting and knew that there were others who needed a different kind of hero. She'd leave the cool ninja stories to Boruto, yes she much prefer the mundane daily task of cheering up those crying toddlers and gifting them a couple of flowers, or helping an elderly woman with her groceries, orr paying for a friend who's short on money, or spending half of day looking for a lost dog. Yep she was a hero in her own way Just like her papa
Although today she would have to use her fighting skills to the test, she decided to visit the lower district of the village, though it was never known for being unsafe, it definitely needed work, and those living here needed a much support as possible, those who didn't have much luck finding jobs or was cursed with poor money managment, or simply screwed over by their own poor choices. It wasn't an unsafe community, but not the most welcoming either, the place was filled with alley ways, strange smells, building slightly ajar and a couple may have been broken into, men and women hung out in their yards chatting always some ignored Himawari's presence, some waved and engaged in small talk, and others gave her Bitter glances.
Yes it was intimidating, but Himawari wouldn't let that stop her, she knew her father was doing all he could to help this community, and she would try to, even if it was on a smaller scale. While finishing up her chat with an elder lady, Himawari waved good bye and headed off lost in her thoughts
' I'll go home soon and eat some lunch, mama said she was making sandwiches and mangos today, maybe I'll help her make some and we can bring them down here! '
Hyped by her idea she couldn't contain the grin that appeared on her face, it was then she felt a yank on her hoodie and her body fell backwards on the ground, she groaned in pain before looking up, three boys had dragged her into an alleyways, one boy, the eldest, had light brown hair and green eyes, his hair was shaggy flying all over the place, his eyes were low and sharp and his clothes were tattered, just simply white shirt and loose fitted pants, he was tan with a scar over his nose, he looked to be about 14 or 15
The second boy was a head shorter than the taller looking one, he had silver hair, his eyes were pitch black, a color that rival sauskes. His eyes were.. Pretty? To say in a sense, they sort of reminded her of her mom's eyes, they weren't as sharp or hateful as the teen, but they held disgust, he didn't show any emotion, he was relativity calm and collected, one hand rested on his hips, his hair was longer and shaggy, he had a purple clip holding his bangs back and a low ponytail. Similar to the older boy he wore loose fitted pants with a long dark blue shirt and a stripped long sleeve black shirt underneath, he seemed to be about 11 or 12.
The shortest one seemed to be a firecracker, he was the one who had pulled Himawari's hoddie. He had to be no more than 9 or 10 years old is green hair was short and seemed like it was kept pretty well, or maybe that's because it was so short, surprisingly it was difficult to read any emotions from him, his eyes reminded her of Boruto though, they were a darker shade of purple, from what Himawari could tell, they a lot of Cockiness, that much was easy to see especially with his sly grin as both of his fit rest in his hips in a triumph pose, standing confidently in front of the two other boys.
Himawari stood up brushing the dirt frm her sweater and skirt, she tilted her head looking up on the three, even though she was taller than the shortest boy by two inches. They clearly weren't here to have a conversation, at least not a long one, but she didn't want to hurt them, she waited to see what this was all about. The shortest one spoke first
"Look here men! A princess fell into the dragons Lair, isn't that just fantastic? It's our lucky day, I wonder how much riches we could get for her return! "
The shortest one circled around her Snickering as the eldest one stepped closer bending down to Himawari's height.
" you're far from home girly, you don't belong here, why ghe hell did you wandered here?" His speech wasn't as fun see the shortest, quite the blunt guys if sauske wasn't her uncle he might've scared her a little.
The shortest spoke again " yes princess, are you here to look down upon the peasants of the hidden leaf? Well feast your eyes as we welcome your majesty! " sure the boy was laughing, but Himawari really hated the sound of it as he took a bow before her. The one with the white hair didn't move a muscle, just stood there watching everything unfold.
Himawari took a deep breath, maybe she wasn't as good at communicating as her papa, but she could do this! She could make friends out of her enemies.
" if you all tell me what's wrong maybe I could help! If I did anything wrong I'll apologize, but you can't just pull me along insulting me and expecting it to fix the problem.
The boys didn't look impressed as the oldest one rolled his eyes
Himawari was a tad bit annoyed by his gesture but still, just because HE was being rude doesn't mean she had too, she was going to get to the bottom of this no mater what, so she tried again.
" please just tell me why you guys are so upset, I want to help, believe me"
And she meant it, up until she heard those Distainful words commg out of the shortest boys mouth. He cliicked his tounge folding his arms together and looked down on Himawari.
" tch the Hokage needs his little girl to come down and aid the lower folks, bet he's much too busy for people like us, how Pathetic."
... Okay no more talking. Himawari luged herself toward and taking a big gasp bit the boy's finger as hard as she could cutting through the skin a little causing him to scream in shock Stumbling backwards dropping her to the ground. They shorter one who's hand she bit stared down at her, distain now twisted into anger and an unidentified emotion. But there wasn't time to process before he had backhand slaped her, hard. Her face stung, she'd honestly prefer a bee sting, but oh this poor kid had no clue who he was messing with.
blue eyes Mets into his now seemingly piercing through his soul. She refuse to cry. To allow someone as weak at them to see her breakdown and cry. No! She was an Uzamaki and she was going to show it. Even if it did hurt like hell. So she simply glared at the kid in silence. She'd show these guys what this princess is made of.