Hey people, I'm back, un. Okay, I know I have been away for a while, I just started highschool. I'm also taking Japanese XD. Okay, enough bout me.

I decided to re-do the story cause the beginning didn't fit later chapters. I also wanted to somehow stick to their original personalities… or at least try to…

Yes, god kill me, Sakura likes Sasuke. NOOOOOOOOOOO!! YOU DESERVE SOMEONE BETTER THAN THAT GAY JACKASS. -sorry Sasuke fans-

Yamika: Quit babbling and get on with the story.

Me: Your mean…

Sam: Excuse her behavior.

Yamika: Not my fault the author doesn't stop talking and start the damn story, yeah.

Sam: Maybe because you have the patience of your dad's.

Yashumaru: Guys don't fight, un.

-Sam and Yamika didn't hear and started to try to kill each other. Yashumaru tries to break up the fight without getting disfigured himself.–

Tabi: The Naruto characters don't belong to Raccoon Thief, only the fan fiction.

Me: Good job, Tabi.

Full Summary: Her dad left. Her mom spends time looking for him. During her birthday, she makes some wishes and they come true. Now realizing her chance, she sets out for her own journey. Going uncover as anyone and leaving her signature at the crimes and help she had committed/given. Naruto and Sakura made a bargain now, and promises when young, and intend to keep their ends. She meets new allies and has the Akatsuki on her tail. After finding a half-dead blond Akatsuki member, will she be able to hold bargain and promises, or will remember her first childhood crush and friend… who is now her current enemy? Or is he an ally as well? Deisaku

Chapter 1

...Sweet Memories...

"ChiChi-ue, look what I did!" A small girl of four had little thin green strings of chakra connecting from a pair of hands to a puppet that was used in story telling. The little marionette was standing up. Its red hooded cape stood out and so did the basket in the doll's hand.

The father was very surprised by the actions of his daughter. Amazed that she was able to do this at her current age and had received no training in the matter.

Soon, the strings faded away and the puppet that was standing then fell to the floor. The user fell to her knees, panting heavily. The red head scooped up the child and held her. Little hands were shaking as they twist themselves onto the shirt as she was panting heavily.

'She must have over used her chakra' he concluded.

"Why did you do that, my little doll?" the father questioned his child.

"I see you did that trick all the time and I wanted to do to…" a yawn came after her reasoning. The small girl made herself comfortable in his arms.

'Imagine what can happen if she started training right now with me and Tsukiko-koi' debating whether to do it or not. After several minutes of holding her, he made up his mind.

"Come on, Sakura-chan, it's time for bed." Sakura then started to complain that she wasn't sleepy or that it wasn't time yet. Only to give up after Sasori tucked her in and gave a quick kiss on the head.

"Good night, my little doll" Sasori turned off the Hello Kitty lamp "tomorrow your mom and I are going to begin your shinobi training."

After leaving, Sakura curled up and cuddled her giant scorpion doll… well, to her it was huge.

'I'm going to make you so proud, ChiChi-ue' before drifting off.

Coming out from that fond memory after I heard the bell ringing downstairs signaling there was a customer. Jamming the doll into my apron pocket with other utensils used in creating wooden masterpieces. Grabbed my reed hat, slide down the stairs, and quickly took my place at the front desk.

I tipped the hat forward so my noticeable eyes and unusual hair color was covered, but I was able to see what's in front of me.

Three people were in the room.

"What a drag." I know that overused sentence.

"Can we leave now? We're going to miss lunch?" Looks like Chouji is here as well. So that means…

"Quit complaining you two! This will only take a couple minutes." Ding-ding-ding. I won the guessing game...kami, I've been watching too many game shows alone...

I waved politely towards the trio.

"Hey, Sir, I got a phone call that my order was complete. I'm sorry about these two, Chouji gets like this when he skips a meal, and Shikamaru… he's just a lazy ass."

"Troublesome woman…" I can hear Shikamaru mumble. I inwardly snickered.

I nodded and waved my hand, understanding her predicament.

In the disguise, I'm known in the village as a mute puppeteer named Riku. I wear a black robe similar to Ichigo's robe in the manga 'Bleach'. A white cooking apron with pockets, the reed hat, and I use a mouth mask so that I wouldn't inhale the wood dust and chemicals.

I heard rumors about me, all consists of me being a guy, I'm a shinobi, and that I'm my dad's younger sibling or something. I thought it was funny how people's mind can go nuts like my teammates with Kakashi-sensei. The only thing that weird me out is that girls and women come in here and flirt with Riku or me or… you get the point…

Flicking my hand, I connected the strings to a marionette the size of a girl around the age of those kids that follow Naruto. She then walked then stood between Ino and me. I then made her slowly turn around in a full circle showing off the light yellow hair which ran to the shoulders, eyes color of a raven's coat, and a light blue kimono that had a small white flower pattern with a dark blue slash and red obi. The girl finished off with a bow to her soon-to-be master.

"She's so cute! She's perfect!" Carefully placing the doll into a box, sealing it, and tied a ribbon to complete it.

'Strange' I thought as I slowly handed the package to my former friend.

Why is it that after all that hard work, measuring the calculations, sketches of the body, using craftsmanship even to the tiniest detail, all that work, and for what?

I'm giving away something I have been working on for weeks, only to give it away to someone who will probably destroy her beauty when bored.

'When taken with the great up most of care, a marionette will last forever. Remember, my little doll, art is everlasting. It will never fade away. It will never leave you'

Those words of my father echoed in my mind.

Coming to my senses when Ino snatched my precious puppet away from me.

"Wait 'til Billboard Brow sees this" turning around and before she walked out the door "this is going to be our little girl after Sasuke-kun and I get married."

…Sasuke-kun…

It hurts to think of him. How I pleaded for him to stay in Konoha, I begged, I cried, trying to convince him to let me go with hem. In the end, he knocked me out and left me on the cold stone bench after I offered my heart on a silver platter. I haven't felt that much pain since ChiChi-ue left.

…when we were younger Naruto also hurt me…

… Ino I had to cut off, I didn't want to feel more pain…

I was fully concentrated on puppetry just like my dad.

ChiChi-ue

I pulled out the small doll out of the utensils pocket.

'Little Red Riding Hood' was my favorite childhood story, especially when dad would do a puppet play for me. I was so used to seeing her perform, that I wanted to try. This became my first marionette to control.

Settling her down on the counter, I pulled the strings to make the doll stand up and skipped around as if she was on her way to the grandmother's house.

How much fun we would have and when mom joined, it was even better. My parents were so proud of me when I learned how to control my first battle puppet.

...Ah, such sweet memories...

Okay, I know this chapter was short, but I want to know what you guys think about it, yeah. I'll update soon, promise, r & r

Raccoon Thief