Disclaimer: I'm only going to do this once, I don't own Naruto...which is why I'm writing a fanfictionand not actually posting manga of this.

Any who this story is rated T but might be tagged as mature soon as the character in this won't be such a sweet person. You've been warned!

- The Enigma -

The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the blaring headache that I had. It was as if someone had a vice grip on my brain and was banging it against a wall of spikes. I grit my teeth in anguish as I opened my eyes. The invading light made my eyes shut close automatically so I took this time to think.

Where was I? How'd I get here? Where is here? Who am I? What's my name? Why does my head hurt? Is anyone around to help me? Am I dead?

I took in a sharp breath and noticed my throat was dry and would no doubt have a rough and harsh sound when I finally spoke. I slowly started to open my eyes again, being careful this time not to go too fast. I groaned a bit once I realized I could only see a white ceiling above me, nothing to indicate where I was at. I could smell something...antiseptics perhaps? Smelled clean and sterile. '

I'm in a hospital.' I finally concluded. I turned my eyes to the side and noticed an small IV drip sticking out of my arm. I knew better than to pull it out, only idiots in movies would do that. Wait...what movie did I see where someone did that? I knew I saw one since I was able to think about it but I couldn't put my finger on it. I reluctantly gave up. It was apparent I had amnesia of some kind.

I heard footsteps padding over to where I was and a voice speaking to me.

"Are you okay? How do you feel? Doctor she's awake!" A feminine voice yelled out and made me flinch at the loudness. Not to mention the "she's awake" part. I don't feel like a she. I felt more like a man. More masculine in a sense but I couldn't be too sure. Maybe I was just a tomboy? More footsteps came into the room and it was all a blur. I don't remember passing out but when I came to again it was far more pleasant.

I was able to open my eyes easily and even sit up. I looked around and it was just a plain white hospital room I was sitting in. Curtains were pulled back so natural light was shining in. I noticed there was a beautiful view of a village from where I was and I was so engulfed in staring at it I didn't realize someone walked in.

"Hello Himeko, did you sleep well?" An old man's voice spoke out and I looked over to see a man with a doctors coat on. I opened my mouth to speak and he just chuckled once I struggled forming words.

"You've been out for almost two months, I can only imagine you would be parched." He said as he brought a glass of water up to my face. With shaking hands I took the glass and started out with small sips until I literally chugged the whole glass. I made a motion for more and he turned to a nurse who scurried off to grab a pitcher for me.

"T-two months?" I asked and even with the raspiness of my voice it was far softer than I thought it would be.

"Yes, you were playing at the river with your friends and slipped into a rock. Took a nasty hit to your head. Do you remember that, Himeko?" He asked while sitting in a chair and I shook my head.

"No...actually I can't remember anything. I assume my name is Himeko?" I asked and his eyes widened.

"Do you remember anything? Anything at all. How old you are? Where you grew up?" He asked and I shook my head.

"No, those memories are nonexistent." I explained to him as I received another cup of ice cold water. I greedily drank from the cup until I was satisfied. The doctor asked me a couple more questions before being satisfied with the conclusion that I had amnesia.

"Then I guess I must tell you who you are. You're a six year old orphan named Himeko. You grew up in a small orphanage on the outskirts of the village. The matron's name is Rika Matsushi. You were going to start your first year at a civilian school in a month before your accident." He explained everything to me and I nodded.

"Civilian school?" I asked him. I thought he'd just call it school. I may not remember much but basic small things such as school I knew.

"Yes a school for civilians to learn basic skills." He explained and I nodded.

"If you call it a civilian school does that mean there's another type of school for non civilians?" I asked him and he nodded a yes to me.

"There's also the ninja academy, for people aspiring to become ninjas. Anyone can enter the academy...well just about everyone." He explained to me once again.

"Why hasn't I enrolled there? It seems like a better choice. Are ninja important?" I asked next and then he went on this whole spiel on how ninjas basically ran this village. Now I wondered why I hadn't wanted to be one. Seems like the smart choice if I want to defend myself.

"Is it too late for me to attend classes there?" I questioned while bobbing my head to the side like a dog would.

"With your injuries and condition I'm unsure. I'd have to speak with the Hokage...the village leader...about it. If he says it's fine and I deem you healthy enough I don't see why not." He said and I smiled at him since he was kind enough to say what a Hokage was.

"Thank you...um will I be allowed to leave my bed soon?" I motioned with the IV drip still in my arm and he chuckled.

"If rather keep the IV in but you can unplug it and lug it around with you to go to the bathroom and such. Wouldn't want you to be bored all day. Just be careful your legs will be a bit wobbly. The IV will be strong enough to support you but if rather have a nurse in if you get up. Just press the button on the side of your bed when you do get up, okay?" He said and I chuckled and nodded. He then got up and left the room. A nurse was still there with me so she helped me stand up and just like he said my legs were wobbly.

The nurse let me use her as a support and I noticed how skinny my legs were and no doubt the rest of my body. She walked me into the bathroom area and let me do my own thing. Once I was alone I looked into the mirror and my eyes widened.

I was albino. And a cute albino girl at that. A small heart shaped face with dimples when I smiled. My ye lashes were white like my hair and my eyes were a red color. Not like the vibrant reds you see some people making albinos out to have, but a faded red. It was basically the vines of my eyes showing through so it couldn't be super red that'd be absurd.

My hair was pretty short, stopping at my chin. I was wearing the hospital gown but when I looked at my body I noticed how deteriorated it looked. I was out for two months so I guess the sickly skinny look would pass. It was odd seeing myself like this. This wasn't me. That's not me staring herself...himself...herself in the mirror. The language I've been speaking to others with didn't even sound write. It felt heavy and foreign on my tongue. Even my name wasn't right.

As I stared into the mirror I could only think of one thing.

Who am I really?

-The Enigma-

Okay so that was basically the prologue. Not too good but really it's almost midnight here so that'll just have to do. This story is something for me to write in to help my boredom subside so updates will be spastic.

Well I hope you enjoyed. Just a fast disclaimer the whole waking up with amnesia is actually from another story I read on fanfiction so I stole it but I swear that's the only thing I'm stealing. I swear guys this story is gone be as original as I can make it.

I got to get to bed but I might update tomorrow, until then goodnight.

-Salt