Dragonstar22 here again with more or less an Rewrite for The Journey of a Guardian angel, it'll be totally different from before. So in a way you can think of it as an AU for that story. Keiko's still going to do commentary with me, but my beta will be added now and then. This chapter is mostly a buildup and is a little dramatic but the adventure and fun will pick up quickly, so let the story begin...

Thoughts

"SHOUTING OR STRONG EMOTION"

"Speaking"

{Author's note}

**** = time skip or scene change you'll be able to tell which.

Inside mind person talking

Italics Flash back or memory.

/Telepath speech/ or /Respond/

Disclaimer: Naruto is owned by Maasashi Kishimoto. I own nothing but Keiko and Kazumi. Take that you stupid lawyers! You're not getting anything out of me


Chapter 1:Prologue

I got expelled today, from a school for delinquents. How the heck you do that, you may ask? Well, it's quite simple. I got into a fight and embarrassed the Principal's daughter, AKA the supposed 'top bitch', and one of the main bullies at school. But that shouldn't do it, right? Well, it turns out that when fighting the same girl multiple times for the same reason (and the last time you do, you air out some stuff that none of the teachers or students were supposed to know), is a quick way earn yourself an expulsion. I guess that's the price of telling someone you know how to hack into things, only to have them tell on you.

But I don't hold anything against the Principal or the person ratted me out to the Principle. Actually, I should thank you. You've just given me a good reason not to have to see this place every day. The only thing that's bad about this situation is that I'm no longer able to fight for the people I had been. But I guess they'd have to face it by themselves at some point. But let's get to the point...

My name is Keiko A. Knight. I have long black hair that reaches the small of my back and bangs - one of them covers half of my left eye. My eyes are Heterochromia, which means they're two different colors: one's blue, and the other is hazel. I've been tossed around from orphanage to orphanage, to the point where I don't even try to think I'll get adopted. I never knew my parents... well, at least from what I know. I don't remember anything before I was five years old. So if I ever did know them, I couldn't tell you. I'm like Shikamaru smart, but I don't like to show it unless I have to. I don't want or need that kind of attention; I'd probably end up turning into what everyone else would expect me to be.

That happens when you get adopted by a top notch hacker at one point in your life and they teach you everything they know, before they're arrested. At least, that's what I was told, but I have a weird feeling that something else was the cause of her disappearance. I'll never know if that's true or not, but one thing I do know for sure is that she was the best person I've ever met. Everything went downhill after she was gone.

I guess you could say I'm your average teenage delinquent girl. Though the reason I was a delinquent is probably not the most common thing, except for the fact I have anger issues (which I'm working on, trust me)and get into fights. Just recently, though, I've turned into a very lucky delinquent...depending on which way you look at it. Why? Well, you'll find out: It all started like this...

Flashback

A tall, gruff looking man with blonde hair, looking to be in his mid-thirties, glared at me as if I just ran over his son's new bike.

"Keiko, get your shit and leave. I don't ever want to see your face at this orphanage again! You're a disgrace! You don't do anything but stay on the computer all day."

As he talked, I answered him in my head to keep calm. 'Which shouldn't bother you, because I'm not doing anything to you, or anyone else.'

"You don't make any effort at all to be good girl anymore!"

I don't see the point of making an effort when I'm sure I'll end up back here. I can't leave on my own yet.

"The best I get from you is good grades. That's fucking it!"

And this pisses you off...why?

"Even that is negated, since apparently almost every teacher has had to deal with your disruptions in class. All you do is get into fights at school! I understand fighting if it's for a legitimate reason, but you do it every time someone pisses you off." No wonder you haven't been adopted. It's obvious that you don't care about yourself... or anyone else, for that matter. You're nothing but a soulless mons-"

Fuck this! I'm done.

"Take that back NOW!" I yelled, cutting him off, glaring at my so-called "care taker". I had stood against the wall, calmly taking his shit for 5 minutes before it had gotten to this point. I hadn't even changed out of my school uniform before he started cussing me out. Anything else he said about me, I could take. But I'll be damned that I let him call me a soulless monster, especially for the reason I fight!

"Don't even finish that sentence! Anything I've done doesn't deserve that name! Over half of the things you've listed are things you have no reason or right to be pissed about. Some of them you should be happy I do. Do you even listen to why I end up fighting most of the time? It's me who steps in when someone is about to get beat up and tossed like a rag doll at school. Do you know the reason why? Since you happen to know everything about me? Come on, spill it!"

He didn't say anything. He couldn't. All he did was look away.

I kicked off the wall and walked up to him, grabbing the collar of his shirt. I pulled him down to my level and looked him dead in the eye, let him see the anger and rage that flared in them.

"I fight because I can't stand watching someone get bullied and do nothing about it! I can't stand watching someone getting talked down to straight in their face. I can't stand watching someone get constantly tormented by one person, or a group of people. I'd rather be someone who was expelled for defending someone than someone who sat by and watched as people's self-esteem got blown to bits. That's who I am. The people who get bullied must have a good reason for not fighting back. I don't know what..." My anger wavered, and I swallowed hard to keep going. "But since they don't or can't do it, I'll do it for them! At the very least, it shows that there is one person who doesn't give a damn about the stereotype. For some, I know that it's helped, because they don't feel like most of the school's against them. I'll defend them, because to me, they don't deserve to be treated that way. I was tired of no one doing anything to help. The whole situation pissed me off so much that I decided I'd help the only way I could. If it meant I got the target off their backs by turning the bullies' attention to me, at least they forgot who they were bullying in the first place."

I scowled at him again before letting my face go back to its usual mask of indifference, letting go of his shirt then shoving him backwards.

"That's the reason I do it."

I grabbed my schoolbag - it had all my stuff that I cared about, including the laptop I worked hard for - and walked towards the door. I stepped out, looking over my shoulder to his still-stunned face.

"So don't you dare say 'I'm a soulless monster', because I'm far from it," I whispered. "Good bye. I hope you enjoy your life." I turned back. "Shit head."

End of Flashback

I left. I had - have - no intentions of ever going back there. I thought it would be of my own choice - but the reason ended up being a whole different story.

Literally.

I'm in aFREAKING STORY!

...or Anime, if you will