"... Sephiroth," It was a little hesitant as she put her kunai away, jumping down with years of practiced grace and approaching him on foot where he could see her. She still stayed out of what she thought was the range of Masamune, forcing herself to relax so that she could react in an instant if she had to. A face she hadn't seen since she was a child, someone she once looked up to - still looked up to as her goal in reaching her own perfection as a ninja.

It would be stupid to assume that everything was the same though. Until last year, everyone had thought she was dead - including him. And she hadn't discovered the true circumstances behind her and her uncle's escape from Kirigakure until then. The memories were still fresh, of the chuunin exams and the events that had resulted in her parents' plan.

"It's been a long time."