Kyoko Shinki, long dirty blonde hair and green eyes, stood at the front of her new house, arms crossed, staring angrily at her dad. He walked by her with another box to unpack.

"You can glare at me all you want, but there's no changing it now." He told her, not even looking at her.

She stomped her foot angrily, then turned to grab a box to put into the house. It was labeled 'Kitchen', so she took it into their new kitchen. Her father's wife was standing there, already putting things away. Darn neat freak. She wasn't Kyoko's real mother. Her real mother was in the Peach Village. It was complicated, but Kyoko's parents hadn't been married when she was born and didn't like each other enough to get married, so her father married Tama instead. Tama had a son named Dai from that same type of situation. Kyoko had never liked either of them, and certainly didn't like moving to another village with them for her father's job. She was told she would live with her father for the rest of her life because her mother had become sick and could no longer provide for 12-year-old Kyoko.

So here she was in the Leaf Village aka Konoha. Her father was a mediator of sorts, he solved disputes between people or villages. Kyoko had no idea what sort of job he had here, but she was told it was very important.

"Oh good, can you put that box over there?" Tama asked Kyoko, putting to a corner of the kitchen. Kyoko did as she was told then went to get more boxes.

She passed 5-year-old Dai on her way back to the front door.

"Mom! Can you find my pencils and paper so I can draw?" Dai loudly asked Tama.

"You want me to what? Dai Shinki, you help me unpack these boxes or you'll never see your pencils and paper again!" Kyoko smiled as she heard Tama's response.

"But moooooom!" Dai complained.

"No buts, Dai! You-" Kyoko heard no more of the conversation as she walked back outside via the front door.

She stopped as she saw her father and another man, wearing Konoha ninja clothes, having what looked like a staring match. The other man, about Kyoko's father's age, had dark brown hair and somewhat tan skin. He spotted Kyoko as she came outside. His gaze shifted to her as he saw her, then back to her father.

"You're Chizo Shinki?" The other man asked her father.

"Yes. I've just moved here with my family. My wife, daughter, and son." Chizo paused slightly on 'son'. He didn't really consider Dai his son.

"I'm Fugaku Uchiha, Captain of the Konoha Military Police Force." He held his hand out. Chizo shoke it.

"I'm a mediator. But I guess you already knew that." Chizo said. Kyoko felt like they were communicating in secret code, the way they were talking.

"I did. I know about all the new villagers." Fugaku's gaze slid over to Kyoko. "Your daughter? How old?"

"Twelve." Kyoko spit out quickly. Her father looked at her with a look that said 'Stay out of this'. Fugaku's gaze shifted back to her father.

"We'll examine their skills, both of your kids, and put them in the appropriate classes. With any luck, they'll be exactly where they're supposed to be, maybe even higher." Fugaku told Chizo. He nodded.

Fugaku wasted no time in getting out of there. Chizo turned to his daughter.

"Go help Tama, would you?" He asked her. Kyoko could see he didn't want to discuss what had just happened, so she nodded and went back into the house.

Kyoko had successfully made it into her correct rank. She wasn't behind or ahead, just right. She even got a Konoha headband for achieving the rank of Genin. She got a squad with two other boys who she would harm if they talked down to her because she was new. Her sensei was Kurenai. Kurenai didn't treat Kyoko like she was stupid or unskilled. Kyoko liked her for that. The kids would whisper about who they heard she was and why she was here, but most of it would be about her father and his job. Kyoko got angry at these and sometimes punched the kids who said disrespectful things about her father. Even she knew that there was something fishy going on, but these nosy brats didn't deserve to know about it if she didn't.

She was on her way home one day when she passed in front of the Police Force building. She paused for a minute in front of it, remembering the mysterious man who had talked to her father their first day in Konoha. She jumped when she heard someone behind her, her books and scrolls falling to the floor.

"That's the Konoha Military Police Force Headquarters." Kyoko spun around to see a boy her age with long black hair in a ponytail, black eyes, a Konoha headband, and lines in his cheeks.

Both Kyoko and the boy bent down to pick up her books and scrolls. The boy began rerolling one scroll when he paused, reading what was on it.

"Nature chakra? Isn't that a little advanced?" He asked her.

Kyoko blushed slightly. His voice. His attractiveness.

"Well I just wanted to study it. Find out what all of the fuss was about." She told him nonchalantly.

"It takes a lot of skill; it would be very unlikely for someone your age and rank to master it." He said, finishing with the scroll and handing it to her. They both stood up.

"Who said I was trying to master it?" She said defensively. The other kids' teasing and whispering had gotten to her.

He held up his hands in defeat.

"I was just stating a fact. I think it's interesting that someone your age is interested in advanced jutsu like that. My name's Itachi by the way, Itachi Uchiha." He held his hand out and she shook it.

"Kyoko Shinki."

"You and your family just moved here, right?" He asked.

"Yeah. It's been hard fitting in." She confessed.

"Well if you ever need help with jutsus or anything, just come find me. I became a chunin at 10. Just come to the Uchiha compound and ask for me." Kyoko nodded at his statement.

"Itachi. Don't talk to her." Kyoko turned around, towards the entrance of the Police building, and saw Fugaku. It clicked in her head, Fugaku Uchiha, Itachi Uchiha. They were related. Fugaku didn't look happy she was there either.

Itachi narrowed his eyes slightly in suspicion, then widened them back to normal.

"Of course, Father." Father?

"And you, Miss Shinki, stay away from Itachi. He has a lot of training to do to become ANBU." ANBU? How old was Itachi? He had looked around her age.

"Of course, Mister Uchiha." Kyoko bowed slightly to Fugaku and walked briskly away from the situation.

She shook her head as she walked. There was something going on with Fugaku Uchiha and her father. Something that was making her hated. She needed to find out what.