[Authors Note: I only just realised how much I love Naruto... I used to be absolutely obsessed by it but I kinda... Drifted. This is the first story I've ever written with an OC in it...Rooen. I created her with my Cousins and younger sister ages ago and while she is battling along-side them among the pages of other stories, I do use her from time to time in my own Fan fiction! Now, please enjoy! I do hope I don't bore you too much! ...Lou x]

Chapter 1: The Forest Of Death

Rooen Pejju. 22 years young, the last member of her clan and Shinobi of Konoha was standing outside of the forest of death waiting for her fellow Jonin to arrive. She was early again. Actually, she was always early... A habit she picked up in her 'Black Op' days. Arriving early meant she always had a chance to get a feel of her surroundings, plan escape routes etc... Still, there was no need for that now... Having given up her place in the ANBU in favour of less... violent occupation.

Figuring she wouldn't have much time later, she took out a cigarette and lit up. Another habit (a much more serious one, too) that she had picked up during her time as a Black Op. She used to have just one cigarette before a mission to calm her nerves, which unfortunately led to her becoming a '50-a-day' chain smoker. She blamed Asuma... (Damn him and his endless supply of Nicotine).

Rooen didn't mind waiting, really. In fact she rather enjoyed time spent by herself, in your own company you can act as you please and offend nobody. Taking one last large drag she exhaled a cloud of smoke which she promptly proceeded through and took a seat on a tree stump near-by, crossing slender legs in a neat Indian style.

She sported green (and ridiculously baggy) trousers that were bound around her ankles with bandages, some variation of Pixie boots (That were grey and literally falling apart) and wore nothing but bandages from the waist up (Which covered everything exciting but left little to the imagination, being skin tight and all...). Everything she had was battered and frayed, including the numerous and various bangles and bracelet's she wore around both wrists.

As for her physical appearance, well... She wasn't short but she was by no means tall. 5 ft 3 to be exact. She was of a regular build, too. Although the years of training as a Shinobi had lent a muscular edge to her thin frame. At the age of 22, and considering she smoked too much, ate bad food and drank more in a day than the average woman drank in a week, she looked good.

She only had one ear lobe pierced, the right one, and wore a thick silver ring in it. Rooen also had her left eyebrow pierced. She was born naturally with white-blond hair which was short and combed flat at the sides, leaving a scruffy mess on top. Her complexion was pale and her Jaw strong-quite thick set. She also had highly defined cheekbones and eyes of an icy-blue colour, almost white most people observed. The last defining feature of her physical being was the scar that ran from the bottom right of her chin, right up to touch her cheekbone that was a fraction darker than the rest of her skin.

It was another 10 minutes and a further 2 cigarettes before the other Jonin started to roll in. She only recognised a few of them. Might Guy passed her, giving her a toothy grin and a thumbs up (Which she found immensely creepy and never wished to see again)

A minute or two later she spotted Yuhi Kurenai, somebody who she was actually glad to see, and stood from her seat on the stump. She greeted the new arrival with "Hey, Kure..." to which the black haired Nin smiled and replied by clapping Rooen on the shoulder, knowing that she wasn't really the 'Hugging' type. All Jonin gathered at gate No.1 to receive their instructions for the upcoming 'Chunin Exams'.

Upon receiving her instructions, Rooen found that she had been paired with the most opinionated, Insane and generally menacing ninja in existence... Mitarashi Anko. She had almost killed the guy who had the misfortune of telling her. She had been hoping to get paired with Kurenai, but apparently they thought Asuma would be a more 'suitable' partner. 'Bullshit is he more suitable' Rooen thought. 'It's just 'cause they're fucking each other...' She raised an eyebrow at herself, adding. 'When you think about it, everybody they pair together is fu-'

Her train of thought was interrupted by the overwhelming feeling that a person was standing behind her. In an instant she had a Kunai drawn and mid-swing, she felt a calloused hand enveloping her own then forcing the Kunai and, surprisingly, her whole arm back to her chest. With her own weapon now pointing at her throat Rooen could feel the body of her assailant pressed to her back. It was a woman, for sure, and she could feel her breath warm against her ear and Neck. The blond was about to make a second move but halted at the sound of the strangers voice.

"Don't bother to continue fighting me; I just wanted to see how fast your reflexes were..." She could practically hear the smirk in the now familiar voice of Mitarashi Anko as she continued, No doubt running her tongue along her lower lip (like she does) "...You smell of Dirt, Gin, Cigarettes and..." Pausing for a moment, she added, closing her eyes "...Flowers." Rooen then felt her arm released, only to be claimed again to turn her around harshly.

Now facing Anko she took a step back, re-claiming some of her diminished personal space. She saw something flash in the Purple-haired Jonin's eyes as she did and diagnosed it as surprise, which was only confirmed by the awkward glance Anko spared her feat a moment after, accompanied by the slight raise of her right eyebrow. Looking Rooen in the eye once more, she complimented.

"Gee, you look better from the front than you do from the back!"

Rooen blinked a few times then glowered at some point over her new partners shoulder, grunting back "If that's your idea of flattery, I'd rather be insulted" But thinking somewhere in the depths of her mind... 'You don't look so bad yourself'.

This is the end of Chapter 1! Please, Tell me what I'm doing right...wrong, Anything!... Oh, yeah and-Reviews are Sex, so sex me up! ;D haha! Thank you! ...Lou x