Note: Hey guys! This is my new Naruto Story that hopefully I'll be able to have inspiration for! But first, I want to let you guys know:

1. This story starts from the very beginning of Naruto. From episode one and forward!

Yes my main character is sixteen, so she is in fact three years older than Naruto

And yup, she's Jiraiya's kid. (Heh heh)

And I know its kind of short, but this is the prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters except Kaeru.

"I'm sorry young lady, but I don't recall any one by that name checking in recently..." The Inn clerk said timidly as she flipped through the recent check in papers for the third time, her fingers sliding quickly through as she examined the names. A strange girl stood impatiently in front of the woman, her fingers tapped on the wooden, hand made counter as she waited yet again for a response from the Inn clerk. Again she frowned and hung her head and shook it in disappointment. "...I'm sorry, but I still don't see a, 'Jiraiya' in the list." The strange girl sighed angrily and shifted her weight to her other leg, pulling her bag further up her arm and pushed the Inn door open with a small jingle from the bell.

"Thats alright, I didn't expect you to." The strange girl mumbled through gritted teeth as she began to step out of the door. "He's never here anyway." The Inn clerk watched in curiosity as the strange girl began to make her way down the village street through the bunches of people gathered for the annual Fireworks festival, and like any human being, she let curiosity get the better of her. She quickly pushed open the Inn door and chased after the girl, grabbing her tightly by the shoulder before she lost her in the crowd. The strange girl looked back with confusion and a tad bit annoyance, but it soon faded and her face returned to its normal state.

"Um, I'm sorry to bother you, but I would really like to help. I-Is this man important to you?" The Inn clerk asked, as she examined the strange girl. The girl pulled back a strand of white hair behind her ear as a large gust of wind flew through the village. She smiled and answered,

"Yes, He's my father."

'Damn, another lead down in the crapper.' Kaeru thought in dismay as she tossed her latest slip of leads into a near bye trash can, her tired face twisted in annoyance as she made her way through yet another village. Its always like this, one town after another and yet no sign of the bastard who created the bastard looking for that ignorant bastard. Kaeru groaned angrily and slammed her fist into a wooden fence just outside a bookshop, the veins in her forehead began to pop out as her stress level rose.

"Where the hell could he be?!" She cried out, catching the attention of a couple of grade schoolers on their way back from school. They stopped and stared, whispering to one another as the strange girl's anger rose. "'The hell are you looking at!" Kaeru yelled out, thrusting her body around quickly to face the kids as they ran away in fear. She took a deep breath in and let it out slowly as she rand her fingers through her spiky, white bangs since the rest of her hair was pulled back into a tight pony tail. She looked up at the sky and began to one put before feeling a tap on her shoulder. She turned around to face the jolly owner of the Inn she had just visited the day before. He was a small old man with a kind face and was almost bald, but Kaeru ignored the urge to stare at herself in his shiny head and smiled.

"Young lady, I heard you were looking for a, 'Jiraiya' am I correct?" The Inn owner said, letting go of Kaeru's shoulder and resting his hand on his cane. The girl's blue eyes lifted as she felt the dieing flame of hope rise again and fill her heart.

"Y-Yes I am! Do you know where he is?" She asked whole-heartedly, gripping the old man's whithered and wrinkly hand. He frowned and shook his head. Kaeru's heart dropped and sunk to her foot before smashing into a million pieces.

"I'm sorry, I don't know exactly 'where' he is, but I do have an idea." The old man began, his whithered hand reaching into his kimono and pulling out a slip of paper. Kaeru's heart patched up half way as she reached for the paper in the old man's hand. " I remember this Jiraiya person a couple months back. Quite the womanizer I do recall,"

'Doesn't surprise me...'

"but he did say that he was on his way to Konohagakure. I don't know if he's there for sure, but I would check there." The old man smiled a toothy smile, not knowing just how much he had helped this sixteen year old girl. Kaeru's pale face was blank as she stared down at the words, "Konohagakure".

"Konoha..."

To Be continued...