The day was hot; really hot. An average person would only survive a few minutes maybe an hour out in this heat and then go home and dump themselves in a nice cool bath. However, I've never really been an average person; I've been walking since five o'clock this morning non-stop. My name is Nariko Haruno and I'm fifteen years old, for most of my life I have been living a nomadic life. I looked up into the sky to see it was coming up to mid-day, great it's going to get even hotter, not that the heat bothered me that much but it was starting to annoy me a little. Nevertheless, I should close to the village soon. As soon as I thought this I saw the large sand walls and the massive red gates that stop intruders entering the city. Finally! I thought sending a bit of charka into my feet to help me run faster; I had to slow down however, so I wouldn't scare off the two ninja guards sitting at the sign in booth.

"Name?" asked one of the shinobi with the spiky dark blue hair and a bandaged across his nose.

"Nariko Haruno!" I replied, handing him my passport. After a quick inspection with the passport I saw his eyebrows go further up is fore head in shock.

"Haruno eh?" He questioned, looking at me then at the passport again.

"Is something wrong?" I demanded, trying to stay calm because my anger was starting to build up, I've been walking all day, I don't have the time to stand around here talking. My question seemed to bring him back from his own little world and stared back at me.

"No, no, sorry." He muttered quickly, giving me back my passport. "Enjoy your day." About time, I thought, grabbing back my passport and walked in to the city.

"What is it Kotetsu-san?" Whispered Izumo into my ear. I turned my face away from the pink hair girl to see my team-mate with a worried and confused look on his face.

"No, it's nothing it's just that name and that girl remind me of someone." I commented, turning back to look at the girl again but found out she had already disappeared into the crowd of people. Why do I have a strange feeling I've met that person before? I thought to himself, I have a strange feeling about this, whether it's bad or good I don't know yet.

Konohagakure was nothing to what I thought it would be. The village was amazing. The buildings all had their own unique style to them but somehow still blended in well together. I looked over the city from a tall building I had found to get a better look at the place, from here I could see a hot springs that I was defiantly going to visit after I had found a place to stay, the hospital and Hokage tower. But what caught my attention the most was the faces of the six Hokage's on the rock formation overlooking the village. The faces of the fire country's strongest shinobi stood tall and proud on the cliff side. All of them were willing to give up their lives to protect everyone that lived in this village. It was breath taking; I could stare at it all day. At least I thought so but my stomach had other ideas. Man I am hungry, thinking back to the last time I ate was, which was about seven hours ago now. I guess it's time to go and get something to eat. Sending charka to my eyes I began searching the ground below me, it didn't take me long to identify a ramen shop called The Ichiraku Ramen Bar below. Yummy! I thought. I haven't had ramen for ages now. Jumping across the building roofs and jumped down in to the middle of the street right in front of the ramen shop, quickly took a free stool and sat down. A man in his late fifties or early sixties and wearing an apron turned around to face me.

"Good afternoon youngster!" The man greeted joyfully. "And how are you today?"

"I'm good thank you." I replied grabbing a small menu off the side of the counter and started looking through it. "Can I have some BBQ ramen please?" I finally asked, finding my favourite right down at the bottom.

"Ah good choice, one BBQ ramen coming" He stated, starting to boil some fresh noodles.

"Can you make those two BBQ ramens Teuchi-san?" Another voice asked, sitting himself next to me. I turned to look at the guy that sat next to me. He was about my age (maybe a little bit older) with long golden blonde hair sat gracefully around his face, it was very messy which added some sexiness to his strong sharp features and his baby blue eyes that shone with a mixture of kindness, intelligence and mischief. He wore black trousers with a dark blue baggy t-shirt that had an orange spiral in the middle of it and a kunai pocket was attached around his right leg. The rumours were right; there are a lot of good looking people around in Konohagakure, I mused to myself, before shaking the silly thoughts from my head.

"Here you go kids." The old man said handing out two bowls of good smelling ramen. Me and the good looking stranger mumble our thanks and began eating our food. It was the best ramen that I ever had; I was defiantly coming back here more often. God this village was great; I don't understand why mum made such a big fuss about me coming here. This thought made me turn back to the reason I was here in the first place. Ok if I remember correctly the hospital was near Hokage tower, so if I follow that road until I reach the end then take a right...

"...are you done?" a deep voice enter my thoughts. I curved back around to the chef to see him waiting for me to say something.

"I'm sorry did you say something." I asked politely, putting one of my sweetest faces on to show I was sorry.

"I said would you like anything else or are you done?" He restated, smiling sweetly back to show he wasn't offended that much.

"Eh, yeah can I have another bowl of BBQ ramen please." Handing over my bowl, he took it from my hands and started remaking another fresh bowl of ramen for me. I hadn't realised I was so hungry, I guess walking on nothing but pure will power for six hours does that to a person.

"You must be new around here." A curious deep voice said. I twisted to the direction of the voice. It came from the good looking stranger, who was now staring right at me in a funny way.

"Really" I answered sarcastically turning my head away so he could see I wasn't really interested and hoping my bowl of ramen would come soon, so I wouldn't have to talk to him.

"Yeah" he replied, finishing off his last piece of ramen. "I've never met a girl around here before who ate a large bowl of BBQ ramen before, let alone two." What's that meant to mean? I wanted to shout back but didn't because:

I didn't want to get into a fight on my first day here

My ramen had arrived.

He didn't talk while I ate but he still kept staring at me which was even more annoying. I didn't look at him so I couldn't see him staring him but I could feel his eyes burning on to the back of my head. I know it sounds crazy but I just knew, I had a strange gift ever since I was born; among other things. I quickly finished off my ramen and past the money I owned the old man, muttering my thanks. Rapidly grabbed my stuff and started walking.

I found a place to bunk for the night. It wasn't much but I've slept in worse conditions, besides it was only for a few nights. I was meant to be going to the hospital to see if it was taking anyone on but I felt really lazy and decided to take a look around the place (plus I had enough money to keep me alive for about five years without getting a job so I'm in no rush). I took a quick shower and put on a pink skirt and white t-shirt (hey I felt like wearing something different) before leaving the motel to explore. I had been walking around for a bit now and it was getting late. So there weren't that many people out, giving me some peace and quiet to think. I came across a little red bridge, I don't why but it felt like a meeting point for some reason. Despite that fact it felt strange for some reason it was the perfect place to read a book. Pulling out a little book I carried in my little bag, I jumped on top of the bridge so I could read my romance novel. Even though I had read this novel a hundred times I just loved the story. Despite being separated through war they still remain faithful to each other. Love triumphs over all. True, the saying is corny but I think everything about love is corny anyway so...

The presence of another charka snapped me out of my thoughts. Quickly but stealthily, I grabbed three kunai's out of my holder- while pretending to still be reading- and threw them with a swift flick of my wrist to where I felt the charka presence. The clash of metal slashed through the air as I heard my kunai's be deflected. Before I could do anything someone grabbed both my wrists to stop me from getting more kunai out.

"That wasn't very..." the voice didn't have a chance to finish because I threw my head forward clashing both our foreheads together, forcing my opponent back.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" I shrieked. My anger at its boiling point, I quickly reached for another kunai to throw at the stranger. It was then that I took a proper first look at my attacker for the first time. It was the boy from the ramen shop.

"Me?" He asked, with a mixer of emotions swirling around his face. "I'm Minato Uzumaki."