Eeeeehhhhh! :D It's finally here! I've been thinking about this for so long… now I just have to get my plot and ideas out to you all!

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(Update: 6/14/2012- the cover is from suppai on deviantart. I really hope she doesn't mind. So there you go, I do not own it, and I will link you so you can go check out her stuff. art/Kiba-and-Akamaru-20911986)

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Kyoko lay in the large bed in the guest house. She was staying in Konoha, as a guest of the Hokage. There was going to be a party, and she had spent all day cleaning and making food. Now it was time to start getting ready, but she took a moment to think about how exactly she got where she was.

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Taketani Kyoko was born and raised in Sunagakure, where she had lived with her parents and a little brother. They had been happy, and seemed to be a great family. That was until she hit puberty.

As she grew up, Kyoko began to realize that things were a bit off. He little brother was obviously miserable, though anytime she tried to help him, he refused and was a brat to her. Eventually she gave up. She had her own problems to deal with. Their parents were weird. They made it look like they were proud of their kids, but really, all that mattered was themselves. It was never obvious from the outside, but the kids were very neglected and alone. They constantly had a mile-long list of chores to do, on top of homework and school.

As she grew up, she got bitter. Why was it that she and Ryo were always cleaning and cooking while their parents watched television and went out to dinner? Why was it that they never cared when she did something good, but it was a huge deal if she messed up? Why was she always alone? Why did life have to be like this? She got angry, but she could hide it. She dealt and lived, knowing it was only a few more years before she could leave. But then everything changed.

She was about 13 when it started. Her head would hurt. All the time. It would never go away, and it became so much harder to be civil to everyone, especially her family. The littlest things pissed her off, and she would get snarky and loud. And she was crying, all the time. She couldn't control herself, and she didn't know what was going on.

One day, she managed to calm herself down enough to talk to her parents. She explained how her head hurt and everything sucked, and sometimes she heard people talking about her, but she didn't know where they were or who they were. She told them how tired and sick of this she was, hoping they would help her. Instead, her parents just talked to her, saying they would change the things that pissed her off and try to help, but weeks later, nothing had changed. They treated Kyoko like she was crazy, some kind of homicidal maniac that would kill them all at the drop of a hat, and with their actions, sometimes she considered just that.

Kaie would lay in bed an entire day, only getting up to feed Ryo and go to school. She was falling apart, and she couldn't deal anymore.

Finally, on a good day, she decided to go to the hospital after school to see if they could help her.

She talked to a nurse, who seemed intrigued by what Kyoko said, and wrote everything down on a clipboard. When she was done, she simply looked at the nurse, hoping they wouldn't just throw her in some kind of asylum. The nurse smiled at her and told her to wait while she got someone who could help more.

Kaie sat, getting more and more nervous, until she was nearly shaking in her chair and was considering just leaving before they got there. Thankfully, after what seemed like eons, the nurse returned, followed by an old woman who looked like she had been through a lot in her life.

"Kyoko, this is Chiyo baasama. She is a ninja who specializes in medical ninjutsu. I think she can help you."

Kyoko could do nothing but look at the woman. She looked mean, and definitely grumpy.

Chiyo baasama looked Kyoko over critically. "Do you have any ninja in the family?"

"U-uhm… no? I don't think so."

"Mm." She muttered, walking up to Kyoko and peering into her eyes. "So, you hear things and get headaches a lot, right?"

"Yea…" Kyoko looked down, ashamed.

"Do you know anything about Kekkei Genkai?"

"Um... No? What is it?"

"Kekkei Genkai is a type of jutsu that someone is born with. Sometimes it is passed down in the family, but sometimes it can be part of a random mutation in a single individual. I think that is where your problems are coming from."

Kyoko was shocked. "So you mean- I'm a ninja?"

"No! You don't have the training or the discipline to be a ninja. This simply means that you have great potential to become a ninja. Tell me, girl. How old are you?"

"Uhm, thirteen."

"There is still time, though I've never seen a kekkei genkai show itself so late…. Maybe it had something to do with puberty." Chiyo baasama mused to herself. "Have you started menstruation?"

"Yes, about two years ago." Kyoko answered shyly.

"And that's about when this all started, right?"

"About."

"Mm." Chiyo baasama stared out the window in thought. "Do you want to be a Kunoichi?" She turned back to Kyoko.

"That's a female ninja, right?"

Chiyo baasama nodded.

"Yes!" Kyoko's eyes lit up and her heart lifted. Maybe, just maybe, she had found a place where she fit. A place where she was like everyone else, and would have friends. "When can I start?"

"Well, you are a bit old, but I think you might be able to join the group in a couple weeks if we do a bit of preliminary testing and training. For now, Come back tomorrow and I will get you set up and see what we can do about those headaches." The old woman smiled at Kyoko and she smiled back.

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A few weeks later, it was time for Kyoko to meet the rest of the Kunoichi-in-training. She was following Chiyo baasama to the fifth training grounds to meet the group. Over the last two weeks, she had been given a pill to "turn off" her kekkei genkai and had been working out and testing to see where she was on the ninja scale.

She was still behind, but it had been decided that it would help if she could train and become friends with the rest of the young kunoichi. Finally, they made it to the large grassy clearing, surrounded by trees and some punching bags. Kyoko saw three other girls, about her age, who stood, waiting for them.

The first girl had black hair that hung down on the sides of her face, but the rest was pulled up into a fluffy bun on the top of her head. The girl had a long sleeve purple shirt with knee-length poofy pants and her headband was around her neck.

The second girl had reddish hair and long pants. Her shirt came to just above her belly button and she wore her headband on top of her head, tied underneath.

The last girl looked bored and had sandy blonde hair that was pulled back in four short pigtails. She wore a purple short sleeved shirt over a net shirt along with black Capri pants that gathered along the bottom, and she was leaning on a large fan.

"This is Kyoko. She will be joining you." Chiyo baasama announced, addressing the trio of girls. They all straightened to look over the new girl.

"Hello." Kyoko said, a bit shy, but trying not to act it.

"This is Aiko, Rika, and Temari, the Kazekage's daughter."

"Oh, don't say that. I'm no different because of him. I'm just the same as them." Temari cut in, jerking her head at her two friends. She smiled at Kyoko and said "Our teacher isn't here yet, but we can maybe show you some stuff before she gets here."

Chiyo baasama smiled and turned to leave. "Try not to make too much of a mess, girls."

The girls spent the next hour laughing and smiling, showing off their jutsu and techniques to Kyoko. She was behind, but over the weeks and months, she caught up quickly, and soon was competing for the top position. She would spend all day at the training grounds, sweating, working and shouting, and it was the happiest she had ever been. Unfortunately, at the end of every day, she had to go home.

She went home to eat dinner and act like she was enjoying herself, but every night, she fell asleep thinking about what she was going to do tomorrow in training.

Kyoko became fast friend with Temari, and the girls did nearly everything together. They each knew how the other felt, with the family problems, and on the days when neither wanted to be home, they would go to an empty house on the edge of town. Temari's family owned it, but with everything that was going on, they never went there anymore, so it almost became a sacred hideout to the girls.

They grew up, and soon enough, Temari was put on a team with her brothers. Kyoko had developed her jutsus and kekkei genkai and was asked to join the ANBU as a spy. She accepted, and soon fell under the order of Temari's very own father.

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Kyoko's mind skipped over most of the troublesome times in Suna, she thought about them too often anyways.

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After the those famous Chunin exams, Gaara came back, and he was changed. He became the Kazekage himself, and she had to say, even though he was still figuring it out, he did a hell of a lot better that his father. When she heard about the siblings organizing an actual academy in the village, she jumped at the request to help. Soon, Kyoko was one of the top advisors, and had become Head of Kunoichi Development. The only problem was that she had to keep her identity a secret and operate under an alias in the academy, on account of still working on ANBU under Gaara. He was still figuring out the whole emotions and relationships between people thing, but he did seem partial to Kyoko, probably because they had grown up together.

This time, she had travelled with the siblings to study the Konoha Academy and sit in on meetings with the Hokage. They had been here a couple days, and this morning, Temari had announced that they were the lucky hosts of a house party. Kankuro, of course, was excited, though he managed to act cool about it, and Gaara acted indifferent, though he was very helpful with getting ready.

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So now Kyoko lay on her bed. She stared at the ceiling, letting her long hair hang over the edge to dry in the cool air. She groaned and rolled over, looking at the jumble of clothes in the corner. She had half-unpacked and consequently, some clothes were in her bag, some were on the floor, and some were the clothes that Temari kept in the house so she didn't have to pack as much when she visited as Ambassador.

She stood, holding the towel lightly around herself, simply as a precaution against the numerous men in the house. Eventually, she chose a tank top & skirt. Usually she wore long, flowy ones, but today, in a bit of a party mood, she chose a tight black one that hit about mid-thigh. Her ninja showed when she pulled on a pair of tight short shorts under it and slid into a long-sleeved net shirt to hide her ANBU tattoo before the tanktop. Once she was clothed, she flipped the light on in the bathroom and proceeded to manage her hair. Once that was done, she rimmed her eyes in dark, creamy black eyeliner and emphasized her lashes with her favorite mascara. A quick swipe of chapstick, and she was good to go.

Kyoko paused for a moment to slip a few shuriken into her bra and a kunai in the waistband of her skirt, then exited to finish with her specified preparations.

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Okay, so I know it's a bit boring, but it is a prologue, right? Just bear with me and come back next chapter, it will be super yummy! :) Please review for me!