Now, people please notice, this is set in 2007, it was not written in 2007. All ideas come from 2009.

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Naruto. But I DO own my OC, her family, and all ideas, except for the way she was murdered. That was courtesy of Mr. Jack the Ripper.

Enjoy the story!

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Yoru Mikoto drifted around her family's 300 year old mansion, feeling quite bored. And when I say she drifted, she literally drifted. You see, Mikoto was a ghost. If she had been alive today, she would be 163 years old. She was in a bad mood, because no one ever remembered the day she died, and people only ever talked about her if they were discussing how she died or if they were mixing up the tale of her death. I guess I'd better tell you the real tale, if you really want to know.

On the thirty-first of October, Mikoto went on a walk. It was getting late, and Mikoto hadn't realized until she looked at the sky, which was growing darker by the moment. She headed home, to the mansion she often dwells as a spirit. As she was walking down Konoha's main street, a pair of strong hands grabbed her, pulling Mikoto into an alley way. Cliche, I know, but that's how it happened. The poor girl's kidnapper tied her up, gagging her to make sure she didn't scream. Mikoto caught a faint glimpse of her attacker's headband, seeing that the man was of Kusa descent. Now, just a bit of information for those of you who are just a tad confused; 150 years ago, only men were allowed to beome ninja. Women weren't allowed until 80 years ago. Now, the Kusa ninja took out a kunai, not intending to use it just yet. Instead, he strangled her. Once she was dead, he slit her throat. It was the most horrific murder yet, because, well, it was 1847.

In the present, Mikoto could hear faint noises coming from the back of the house. She sighed, continuing on her way.

"Why me, Sakura?" she heard a high-pitched boy say.

"Because, Naruto, you were dared! Now get in!" a girl replied.

"Fine!" the "Naruto" boy said frustratedly.

"Hey, Sasuke, I really hope Naruto sees her. I so want to see the look on his face!"

The girl must have stopped talking to this "Naruto" person, because another boy replied: "Hn. Frankly, I just want him to get the picture. But, knowing Naruto, he'll be too much of a chicken. He'd just drop the camera and run if he sees this girl."

"Good point."

Mikoto decided to mess with the intruder's head, and freak him out. How? By not trying to. She went up to the top of the main staircase, waiting for him to come around to the front of the house. It took him a few moments, however.

"Man, this place isn't scary at all!"

"I'm glad you think so." Mikoto replied, startling the boy. She slowly descended the staircase, staring at this person that intruded into her home the whole time.

The boy was trembling. "W-Who are you?" he stammered.

"Me?" Mikoto giggled. "I could be asking you the same question, intruder."

"Are you going to answer my question?" the boy asked, still trembling in fear.

"Not until you tell me who you are. After all, you are intruding in my home."

The boy gulped. "I-I am Uzumaki N-Naruto."

"Thank you. My name is Yoru Mikoto." she replied bowing.

"Yoru Mikoto?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Oh my Kami..." Naruto whispered quietly. And with that, he fainted.

"Oh, dear," Mikoto sighed. She picked up Naruto, drifting towards where he came in. When she got there, she saw the other two. A boy with black hair, and a girl with pink hair. She lay Naruto gently on the floor, and opened the door. "I believe this is your's?"

"Yeah... Um... About that... HASHIRIMASU!!" the girl cried. The two just ran even though poor Naruto was lying unconscious on the floor.

Mikoto sighed for the umpteenth time that day. She picked up Naruto again, and went back up the main staircase. She went down a few halls, the stopped at one room in particular. Her brother, Hiroshi's room. With a wave of her hand, the door opened, while she kept Naruto levitated in mid-air. She went in, laying Naruto's unconscious body on the bed.

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It was a few weeks later, and Naruto had stopped by quite a few times since he fainted. It was close to Hallowe'en now. It was only three weeks away! Mikoto heard a knock at the back door to the Yoru Mansion, and went to open it. There stood Naruto, grinning like an idiot.

"Ohayo gozaimasu, Naruto-san." Mikoto greeted him, smiling lightly.

"Ohayo, Mikoto-chan."

"What, might I ask, are you so happy about?" Mikoto inquired.

"I turned 13 today!"

"Tanjobi omedeto gozaimasu, Naruto-san!"

"Arigato, Mikoto-chan."

"Doitashimashte. I just realized something,"

"What's that?"

"Your birthday is exactly three weeks before Hallowe'en."

"I never realized that..." Then, Naruto looked like he had a bright - or not so bright - idea. "Mikoto-chan?"

"Yes?"

"We could have a Hallowe'en party right here!"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, we could host a Hallowe'en party right here, in the Yoru clan Mansion! It'll be great! I'd just have to get permission from the Hokage!"

"Well, I guess so, but you're in charge, so you're going to have to run everything and get it all organised."

"I don't mind. You could help me!"

"How?"

"Well, you could scare everyone by coming down that staircase again, and be seen randomly, and have a look on your face that tells everyone that they've angered you."

"I guess that could work. But what if no one believes it?"

"We'll have to give them proof of some sort."

"Oh, OK. Well, I'm fine with it."

"Yeah!" Naruto shouted. His happiness echoed throughout the main hall. Mikoto just smiled at him.

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Qiang: Well, I hope you enjoyed chapter 1 of my newest story.

Mikoto: I hope you weren't creeped out by Qiang-chan's disturbed mind.

Qiang: Sorry if you were... *Bows*

Naruto: Tanjobi omedeto, watashi o!!

Sasuke/Sakura: *Trying to keep as far from Mikoto as possible*

Qiang/Mikoto/Naruto: JA NE!!

Qiang: I'll try and post a new chapter on the 19th. It'll have a message for a character from the anime/manga in it, and it'll give you a taste of my strange logic! Until next time! =^_^=