Okay, so this is my first time writing a fanfic. I really wanted to try my hand at writing one so if you could tell me how I did that would be great and depending on the reviews I'll continue with the story but no flames please.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. It is the sole property of Masashi Kishimoto and I claim nothing of the sort.

Date: Saturday 1st March' 2014

A cool breeze filtered through the open canopy of the nearby trees, as the warm rays of the sun bathe down upon anything within its path. Standing a mere seven feet away from a large tree in the clearing riddle with slash marks; shuriken and kunai littering the floor, we find a young girl no older than twelve. Mid length slightly curled blonde hair held in two pigtails fell around a slightly angular face still a bit plump with baby fat. Narrowed large blue eyes framed by long lashes stared straight ahead determinedly. Light pink thin lips purse in a tight line and jaws clenched making the three whisker mark on each cheek even more pronounced. Every muscle to be seen through the orange tracksuit looked tense with frustration.

"Urgh, why can't I get this?" Stamping her foot in agitation, she stalked off to the tree, gathering the previously used weapons.

Uzumaki Naruto, also known as Konoha's number one prankster or unknown to the resident blond as of yet; the jinchūriki of the Kyūbi no Yōko, the most powerful tailed beast (self-proclaimed of course) trained for the upcoming graduation exams which are only a week away. Straightening up from collecting the weapons, Naruto once again performed the correct hand signs for the Bunshin no Jutsu/clone technique and once again failing - if the pale, sickly looking replica of herself lying on the hard ground was anything to go by. In a puff of smoke it was gone.

Shoulders slumping in defeat, she turned away to head home, finishing up for the evening. Thinking deeply about the exams, she easily walked and dodged anything in her path- walking each day to and from the village to this clearing will do that for you- that it was no wonder how she reached midway into the village without knowing it until she felt the first trickles of animosity.

"Look, it's the demon brat", whispered an elderly woman as she glared, to what seemed to be her husband. Naruto, glancing from the corner of her eyes looked around the marginally crowded market place, hearing the whispers from every direction. Ever since she was young, she had what seemed to be heightened senses-nothing as great as a nukenin but better than the civilians and the average ninja. Evidently, it was still enough that she was able to know that she wasn't very well liked among the population and try as she might she couldn't figure out why.

Hastening her steps she hurriedly moved to get away from the stares, accidentally bumping into a boy of average height with long dark brown hair. Hastily stepping back and saying a quick apology she ran off not looking up- unwilling to see the hatred in the person' eye. However had she looked up she would have seen the cold, hard stern facial features of one Hyuga Neji staring at her back as she ran. Slowing down from her trek, having decided that she'd gotten a good bit of distance between them and her, she started into a slow walk.

"NARUTO", not yet recognizing the voice her muscles bunching in preparation to sprint away yet again from the hateful words but, a slender hand on her shoulder stopped her. Neck craning around quickly, probably giving herself whiplash from the fast movement she stared at the kind yet somewhat confused face of a young woman in her late teens. Glimpsing the white robes and bandanna, recognition swiftly flooded her in the few seconds it took to look.

"AYAME NEE-CHAN", shouted Naruto as she relaxed instantly. Studying the younger girl closely, causing her slight discomfort, her eyes soften with compassion and understanding a smile emerging on her face after apparently finding what she was looking for. Ushering the younger girl into a lightly worn down eating establishment-Naruto, who seem highly confused on how she ending up there but hardly look like she wanted to complain if the blinding grin stretching across her whiskered cheeks meant anything quickly followed.

"Naruto, how's my best customer doing, coming along with the training you've told us about", asked Teuchi, a stern but kind and jovial man as she took a seat. Placing a large bowl of pork miso ramen in front of her, already knowing her order from repeated visits, he moved to make another bowl.

"It's going great old man, by next week, I'll be a ninja and soon enough I'll be the hokage, (da)ttebane". Stated Naruto rather loudly as she broke her chopstick and slurped her ramen. Throwing his head back and laughing deeply at the commonly used phrase and failing to notice her reaction, Naruto's head snapped up, inhaling deeply-mouth opening as if to reinforce her words, seemingly somehow offended until her eyes caught his.

"And I have no doubt you will", stated Teuchi, smiling gentle and patting her head as if she were his own child. Ducking her head, not at all to familiar with compliments directed at her- a small blush dusting across her face as she slurped up the last of her remaining ramen. Finishing up and pushing the tapa mat aside to glance at the setting sun, Naruto jumped down from the stool shifting through her pockets for money.

"It's on the house Naruto", laughed Teuchi watching her. Looking up in surprise and excitement at having had a free meal, she thanked him profoundly.

"If i couldn't give my best customer a free meal once in a while, what type of business person would I be", answered Teuchi to her unasked question.

Thanking him once more before opening the tapa mat to leave. She smiled and waved goodbye to the both of them as she turned around, hurrying along to reach home before it got too dark.

Having arrived to her apartment home in a relatively little amount of time she took off her shoes throwing them in the corner by the door. Switching the light switch on and walking through the surprisingly clean living area, bypassing her bathroom to go towards the bedroom with only a few clothing thrown here and there. Grabbing a plain white T-shirt with a pair of frog boxes from her dresser drawer she hurried towards her bathroom to clean off today's work.

Running water could be heard as she stepped into the shower, immensely glad that the landlord was at least indifferent towards her enabling her to have hot water. Rinsing off the grime and dirt - hands busy with soaping up every piece of skin in her reach- going through the motions of shampoo and conditioning her hair with practice ease as she thought about today's practice and how best to perform the clone technique. After thinking about it for a few seconds, obviously coming to the conclusion that patience wasn't her strong fort she gave up.

"I'll just ask Hokage jiji or Iruka sensei tomorrow".

Finishing up she turned off the water, taking a towel off the rack from her right she slowly dried off-evidently exhaustion finally catching up. Picking up her hair in a messy bun she sleepily put on her clothes. Walking out the bathroom feeling ten times better as well as ten times more tired she turned off the lights- and closely resembling a sloth at this moment made her way to the bed in the corner of the room. Climbing under the covers, consciousness leaving her the minute her head touch the soft pillow and finally falling into a dreamless sleep.

Thanks for reading. Please bare with me that any characters that are out of character I will try my best to fix. This story will be following the naruto plot line with a few changes.

Please leave a review and any mistakes I made I will try to correct and attempt to do better.

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