Author's Note: Hey guys! This is my first ever fan fiction, and its about my oc, Karamiau Musubime. I know people generally dispise oc stories, but please give this one a chance. I promise she's not ridiculously op or a Mary Sue or anything like that. Also, please review and comment! And let me know if you think I should get a beta reader or something. ;3

Disclaimer: no matter how big the river of tears I cry gets to be, Naruto does not belong to me. If it did, Naruto would have fessed up how much he loves Sasuke by now...Which he hasn't.

The Threads of Fate Chapter 1 : Enter! Musubime Karamiau

It was a pretty normal day at Konoha Ninja Academy. All the kids were at recess, pretty much just doing what they would normally be doing inside, (Instead of paying attention like they were supposed to) but outside, in the heat. And dirt. And trees. You never really understood the purpose of recess for this very reason. I mean, how can you expect a bunch of little kids, bursting with energy, to get aaaaalllll that energy out in the space of about fifteen short minutes? That's just unreasonable. Oh well, you might as well practice your "Mojiretsu sosa no jutsu" ( string manipulation technique) some. Its not like you have anything better to do, since you have no friends. Not for people's lack of trying, you just prefer your own company to that of others. Who knows, maybe if you try hard enough, you can awaken the kekkei genkai of your clan, the " Shiori no me" ( violet weaving eye), I mean, its not like there're any other members of the Musubime clan in Konoha to help you awaken it. Might as well just do it yourself.

Sighing, you push your dark brown bangs out of your eyes and jump off the branch you were watching the rest of your class from. But, before you head off to go train, a sinister idea pops in your head. You grin evilly, earning yourself a strange look from your teacher.

Realizing Iruka is suspicious of you, you wave at him while trying to look as innocent as possible ,while the idea you just came up with makes you laugh evilly in your head. Lightning and thunder flash behind you as you congratulate yourself for thinking up such a nefarious scheme. You run up the tree again, earning another, more surprised look from your sensei.

You roll your eyes at your teacher's lack of knowledge. The Musubime, (your clan) almost always possess a huge natural talent for chakra control, as their Hidden jutsu, "Mojiretsu sosa no jutsu" (string manipulation technique) turns the users chakra into physical strands, which can be controlled at will. This requires extremely precise chakra control. That being said, the strings themselves generally are not very strong, and are usually reinforced with some kind of other wire or thread. In extremely dire situations, hair might even be used. So of course, you had already mastered the tree climbing technique.

Focusing on your plan, you scan the school grounds for the perfect victims. Shikamaru was taking a nap, Choji was eating chips, Kiba and Akamaru were running around, Shino was standing under the tree you were sitting in, staring creepily at people, Sasuke was being his normal jerky self with the I'm-so-much-better-than-you, your-not-worthy attitude, and somehow, over half the girls in your class were crowded around said jerk. They were blushing, giggling little girls, love letters clutched in their hands, hopeful fantasies in their minds. Honestly, how anyone could bear speaking to the Uchiha was beyond you. Much less have a crush on him.

At the words " crush" and " Sasuke" , you had an even better idea. Once again, you scan the school yard for a certain goggle-wearing trouble maker, and find he is nowhere to be found. Disappointed, you decide to ask one of Naruto's friends. The one with the red triangles on his face seems the most like Naruto, so you decide to ask him the whereabouts of your victim.

His name was Kiba, if you remember correctly. Running over to him, you call out his name. " Yo! Kiba!" you shout, causing him to look in your direction. Seeing just who it was calling his name, Kiba's normally tan face erupted in a rosy blush. " Oh! K-Kara-chan!" he stutters, rather uncharacteristically . Kiba rubs his head nervously, and you find this rather strange. You don't really talk to him much, but from observation you thought he was rather loud, and never called any other girls "chan".

Wanting to know the problem, you ask, " Is something wrong Kiba?" Kiba starts to sweat nervously now, his eyes darting around in a nervous fashion, looking at everything accept you. You raise an eyebrow at his antics, "I know I'm not the most approachable, but I'm not that scary, am I?" you ask, half-jokingly. At this, he shakes his head violently, waving his hands out in front of him. " Nonononononnono," he says, " That's not it at all!" You roll your eyes for what has to be the twentieth time that day, and decide to just ask where Naruto went.

"Have you seen Naruto?" you say finally. Kiba, grateful for the change of subject, answers you. "No, I haven't seen him for a while, but he's probably off doing something he shouldn't." He says. " You know how he is." kiba finishes. Thanking him, you run off in the direction of the Hokage Monument. You have a pretty good idea of where Naruto is, and what he was doing. Before you can leap the fence, however, Iruka stops you. " Musubime Karamiau," he asks menacingly, " Where do you think you're going?" Sighing again, more out of irritation than boredom, you turn to face your scar-faced teacher. " I was going to go get Naruto." you answer truthfully. Iruka pales, and then his face turns a light red color. He turns, and runs off to the same place you were about to go. A faint, but very menacing, " Naaruuuutoooo!" could be heard in the distance. You sigh again. Oh well, you guess the plan would have to wait until tomorrow.

Recess was over, and Iruka was back, (with Naruto in tow), the whole class was lining up for a practice test. " Okay, turn into me using the henge no jutsu!" The whole class let out a groan, with much hateful whisperings to Naruto. He just did his whole, " Shut up, become hokage!" thing, and stood in line.

After about half the class had gone, Iruka called out your name " Karamiau Musubime!" you stand in front of your teacher, and concentrate your chakra " Henge no jutsu! " POOF! a copy of Iruka stood where you were standing a few seconds before. "Good!" Iruka commented, "Next!" you release the jutsu with another POOF!, and go to the back of the class. Soon enough, it's Naruto's turn. " Uzumaki Naruto!" Iruka calls out. Said boy walks up "Oiroke no Jutsu!" POOF! A blonde, naked woman stood where Naruto was just standing. Iruka's nose starts to bleed, and with a POOF! Naruto changes back once more. " Naaaaaarruuuuttooooooo!" the now bleeding teacher yells, for like, the fourth time that day. You roll your eyes again, and drown out the lecture Iruka is now giving to the class.

As you studied the rest of your class mates, you noticed Kiba walking over to you, once again, blush on his face. " Yo! Kara-chan!" he says, not stuttering this time. " Sup'" you reply, not giving away any feelings. " A-are you doing anything later today?" he asks, rubbing his head again and looking to the right. Confused, you're not sure how to respond to this. " Uuuumm, no. Not really." you finally say. He coughs, and quietly asks, "would you like to spar in the woods with me, or something?" you consider this request, and decide that it can't hurt. I mean, it would give you time to practice some techniques you've been working on for a while." Sure, why not." you reply. Kiba's blushing face breaks into a surprised and happy grin. " Yes!" he says, punching his fist in he air. You look at him strangely, and cock your head. Kiba blushes even more, this time out of embarrassment. " oh, um. I'm just really glad to have a sparring partner." he says, refusing to look at you. He cheers up and says, "Well, see you at 5!" and runs out of the room. You look at the clock. 4:15. time to leave. Sighing, you get up and leave.

As you head for the apartment building that you live in, you think about Kiba, and the sparring session you agreed to. On your where are you up the stairs, you pass a happy-looking Naruto and Iruka waving goodbye in front of the building. They sure have a weird relationship, you think to yourself, as you pass Naruto's door. Since you and Naruto both have no family, house, or money, you have the same government relief program, and live in the same apartment building. Your room is right next door to his, and from what you can tell by the smell when he opens the door, much,much cleaner.

You enter your apartment building to get ready for your sparring session. You put on your special Musubime clan belt that the hokage said was left along with yourself on his front door step. Looking around your room, you decided to repack your shiruken pouches, seeing as about half of the contents were on the floor from various late-night training sessions. After gathering up all your supplies, you look in the mirror at your reflection. Your dark-brown hair is pulled into two loose braids that rest on your shoulders, with the small black vest and white shirt, with black arm warmers, and black shorts. Your black sandals and fishnets complete the whole monochromatic look, which makes your stormy gray-blue eyes stand out all the more.

Realizing you forgot to put on your favorite accessory, the one the hokage gave you with the belt, you grab the thick black ribbon and tie it into two knots, one behind each ear, and stand back to admire your handiwork. You look pretty nice, if you say so yourself. You don't really care if you look nice or not, but you have to look kind of nice, but not to much, to avoid the teasing of the older kids. They always say mean things to you when you walk into town, but even more so if you look to nice, or not nice enough.

You shake your head, trying to forget the bullies, and focus instead on the clock. Oh no! you were so busy cleaning the floor, you forgot to check the time! Strapping on your two shiruken pouches, you run out the door. Unfortunately, in your hurry to get to the training grounds, you forgot to lock the door.

Author's note: OK! that's it for the first chapter of my story, "The Threads of Fate" if you liked it, please review. I'll try to update as often as possible, but I sometimes forget. Thanks! bye!