Hiding in the forest, a man with a black cloak leaned against a tree, watching forward. He had left a note in Naka's room, in Phoenix's handwriting as well as an essence of her chakra. It had simply said, please see me in the forest. The man was now waiting contently, giving off Phoenix's presence with a focus of his chakra.

Naka ran into the forest, panting and sweat glistening on her body. If she didn't arrive quickly, she might have forgotten and daydreamed instead. Naka stopped in a clearing, and started to stretch to preven muscle cramps. She straightened up and sensed Phoenix's chakra. With a smile, she followed the trail leading to Phoenix.

The man smirked briefly before putting his hands together, morphing into Phoenix. He shifted, making his face blank like the normal Phoenix and took to waiting in the middle of the clearing for Naka.

Naka saw Phoenix, and smiled happily. She ran to the older girl, hugging her tightly. "Phoenix-san! So nice to see you again!"

The fake Phoenix smiled to her and hugged her back, murmuring a greeting after memorizing the real Phoenix's voice. She stood back again and smiled, the only thing that would be different, was a hint of blue in the ninja's eyes, when they usually had no touch of blue. "I have some secrets for you~" She said lightly. The hidden man focusing to act like Phoenix and really did extremely well, even for the mysterious female.

"Really? Like what?" Naka asked, curious. She was always too nosy not to poke her business in everything. Naka grinned at Phoenix, putting her arms behind her head. "Okay! And to be fair, for each secret, I'll tell you one too!"

Phoenix smiled again, an odd smile for her though. The man didn't have to keep Phoenix's outlook up for long, and didn't like to anyway, he hated the girl with a passion. "sounds good" he, she said, while the real Phoenix would have probably said something like, 'you don't have to' or something else. A faint flash in the impostors eyes and he traced down a tree. "How do you feel about demons?" Was the next question.

"D-demons?" A bright pink blush covered her face. Naka started to fidget with her fingers, unable to look her in the eye. After a few moments, she spoke. "I guess...I like them. My master was a demon..." She blushed harder, and twiddled her fingers. Every mention of Aiden would make her act like that. She was too busy thinking of him to notice how strange Phoenix was acting.

She chuckled a bit then turned and stood in front of Naka, kneeling down to look her in the eye, both of her's, his turned a dark blue. The color was nearly black actually, holding the darkest essence of the ocean. A dark smirk creased Phoenix's face, making a dangerously ominous look before she tugged her hands back. Invisible wires catching around Naka and pulling her back quickly, tying her around a tree. A jutsu placed on it, ate away any chakra she tried to use. A thin black sword raised, a growl escaping the so called Phoenix as he or she stabbed forward at Naka's chest.

The sword made contact against something metal. The real Phoenix standing in front of Naka, blocking the other blade. The mimic glared at her darkly before slapping at her face with fingers creased to hit with the nails. She twisted her head aside, suddenly hissing in an inhuman feral noise at the man as she kicked him hard in the chest. The mimic changed back to him, holding his bruising chest.

"EH!? Two Phoenixes?" Naka looked between the two. One of them then changed into a man. She sighed, knowing which was which now. She tried to move, but couldn't. Her chakra was being eaten away, so she couldn't use jutsu. "Phoenix-san...who is he?"

Phoenix held such a hateful look for the man in front of her that it was a surprising a hole didn't appear in between his eyes. The man answered for her, as Phoenix hesitated. "I'm her father sadly..." He smirked at her and Phoenix muttered under her breath. She didn't move though, for suspicion he would try and attack Naka again. So she grimaced and growled at him as he spoke again. "You mentioned your master, the girl in front of you is a kind of demon as well" He uttered, folding muscled arms.

"...father..?" Naka narrowed her eyes at him. What kind of father was he!? "I don't care what kind of demon she is, Phoenix-san is someone precious to me. Just like my master!" Naka squirmed and struggled against the tree, but she could only move her hands.

Phoenix seemed to pause a bit, glancing to Naka. Her hand twitched and started to move to free her, but the man, her so called father, didn't let her. He darted at her, stabbing ruthlessly at her with his black blade. She blocked at the last second, keeping him from pushing her aside as she glowered at him.

All he did was smirk and look to Naka as he held his blade tight. "You've heard of tailed demons? There are also Winged Demons, but they don't show themselves often at all....this brat has two sealed inside of her" He growled and twisted his blade, making it harder for Phoenix to hold up. "Not to mention herself, being half dragon demon" He added with a hateful glower before she threw him back spinning her sword in a defiant growl.

"I don't care! Don't you dare touch Phoenix-san!" Naka struggled against the jutsu, but failed to escape. She didn't want anyone to hurt her precious ones, not anymore.

Something black and smoky drifted off her, taking form of a man. It had no face, just a smoke-like body. It drifted forward, blocking Naka from view.

Phoenix shivered then glanced to the form, her sword held protectively as she shifted. She paused though and growled before turning around. She extended one hand, claws elongated from the nails quickly and she lunged at the man, seriously unlike her training with Naka. He raised an eyebrow at the form, stretching a scar along his face before he blocked Phoenix's sword, taking a scratch from the claws before he spun himself around trickily, jamming his foot into her side. She twitched, hissing at him then threw him back after blocking a punch at her jaw. Hesitating at the black form before she darted toward Naka, starting to cut the wires before the man could get to her again.