A/N Not much happens in this chapter, but trust me, the canon charachters from Konoha are everywhere in this ficYou like? Then also check out Kisame's Devious Plan, Sweet Angels, Why Bathroom Doors are best kept locked (all by moi) and also Insanity is a Birth Defect, and Leader's Towel (by my sister Astarael's Get). Me and my sister write the same charachters and devise story ideas together; we also almost always write the Akatsuki. I don't own Naruto but I own Rei, my sister owns Tei and we joint-own Anno and Rimu (who isn't even in this chapter). As a warning, nothing written by me or my sister will ever be remotely serious. There will be Akatsuki in later chapters.

Miyako Reikisha was in a conundrum. She couldn't decide which choker to wear. Oh, to the untrained eye, all twelve of them looked exactly the same, but then, Rei's eyes were well-trained. So well trained, in fact, that this was to be her first day as a shinobi. She couldn't go to meet her new sensei in a second-rate choker.

Five years had passed since her joining the ninja academy, and she had changed somewhat; her hair and eyes were purple, her hair was parted at the side, bangs sweeping over part of her face, the rest up in a spiky do fastened by a metal clip featuring a squiggly design. She now wore earrings, and more purple eyeshadow than her parents approved of. She was no longer tall for her age; in fact, she was rather short. For several months she had tried to hide this fact with high-heeled shoes, but after two twisted ankles and a sprained wrist, she had finally given over to shortness.

With a sigh she picked out a choker and fastened it around her neck; it featured what she considered to be her trademark, a yellow smiley face, on a broad black ribbon.

Elsewhere in Konoha, Suzuka Telaki decided that the incessant beeping of her alarm clock that had been going on for the past half-hour was beginning to annoy her. She rolled out of bed, and I mean literally. Something went squelch as she hit the floor.

Tei, too, had changed somewhat in five years. She was taller now (at least, taller that Rei, which was very easy), and had grown her hair. She had decided it wasn't worth the time or effort to undress the night before, so she already wore her shinobi gear; all that remained was to brush out her long blonde hair. This done, she inspected herself in the mirror as she put on the sole modification in her outfit, a purple cap on which there was a steel plate showing a picture of a leaf. It was, as she had said, proof of her ninja-ness. She grinned at her reflection, then turned to the deadly wasteland that was her bedroom, and set out to find her shoes.

Damiyo Anno, meanwhile, was panicking. He could not find his left shoe, which, considering the almost painful immaculacy of his bedroom, one would think impossible. Evidently it wasn't. His grandma would kill him for losing it.

Anno was what a less kind person would call a loser; a kind person would probably tell you that unkind people would call him a loser. He wore ridiculously neat clothing, kept his room sparklingly neat, didn't have a single games console or DVD player in his house, and lived with his fearsomely strict grandma, whose every wish he would obey without question (except "kill Miyako Reiko", because even the old lady's wrath wasn't quite enough to make him kill his best friend's grandmother). He also cut his own hair, which resulted in the back of his head bearing a strong resemblance to a damp, disgruntled and windswept hedgehog; his eyes were green and watery as the ocean, or really old milk.

Elsewhere in Konoha, Tei seemed to have acquired two left shoes.

A/N Yes, I know practically nothing happens in this chapter, but it's an intro at least. It follows on from Astarael's Get's Insanity is a birth defect and is followed by My God, It's a Human. I promise you, the next chapter will be longer! Please, bear with me! Oh, and check out my profile for info on the next chapter! Peace, out.