Modern Day Ninja

Chapter 0: Preview

Note: This fanfic is purely for fun. It is by no means a way to bash the series. I'm not a strict follower of Naruto and I've always read the series out of context, reading whatever book I found between 1 and 20 something. Therefore, I decided if I ever did a series on Naruto, it would be completely different from the manga. If this isn't what you were looking for, then please look elsewhere. I will not apologize for writing this. (Also, please read the author note after the series)

The techno beat pounded out on her headphones as she popped her MP3 player in her ears. It was a good song, even if she didn't really know any other songs by this band. Her t-shirt proclaimed the song she was listening to now. In purple letters, it simply read, "God is a girl, can you believe it, can you receive it" while on the back, it had her own version of the band's logo, Groove Coverage. Many people had come up to her because of this shirt, some to ridicule her, others to ask where she got it. She liked making clothes in her free time, although it took her days to make them look decent. If she hurried, the stitches would show, larger than usual although not sloppy. This t-shirt was no exception; she had hurried the stitching and it showed, larger than usual, which made the unique pattern she had stitched into the shirt all that more apparent. It swirled in an arching pattern, weaved throughout the whole t-shirt.

She sighed, looking out the window of the bullet train she was riding. She hated being late more than anything, but today everything seemed to be going wrong. First, her alarm clock broke, today of all days, and she had failed to wake up on time. That meant she had to go out of her way to buy a new alarm clock sometime today. Her toaster was also on the fritz, which meant that until she had a minute to tinker with it, and her old alarm clock, she would be having burnt toast for breakfast. If her current schedule was any indication, that would be quite a while. She was running behind on some of her bills, as well, which meant a cold shower since the company had shut off her hot water as of three days ago. Unfortunately, she hadn't read the bill until after she got in the shower. Her washer broke last week and she would have to take time to go to the laundry mat today, if she ever got a free minute. Being away for days on end had its disadvantages, even if it wasn't exactly her choice. Overall, today really wasn't her day.

All this, and the day had barely even started. She was just heading off to her 9 o'clock appointment, hoping that it would be some good news for a change. She closed her eyes, knowing it would be a while before she reached her destination. It would take a little while for her to reach Yokohama from Tokyo, even if she was riding the Yokosuka Line. She closed her eyes for just a minute, resting. It had been a long night before and she had just barely gotten in around three. She had wanted to be up shortly after dawn, but things hadn't worked out that way. Even if she had managed to sleep a little longer than usual, maybe an hour or so more, she was still worn out. Living off three to four hours of sleep after days of surveillance was no way to live. She couldn't keep doing this.

She awoke just as they were pulling into Hodogaya Station. They were already in the Hodogaya Ward of Yokohama. Just how long had she slept? She shook her head, that didn't matter now. Getting up, she exited the train. Stepping onto the platform, the girl shook her long hair out, her ponytail dangling just above her knees. A man appeared before her suddenly, startling the people around her. The man standing before her with that stupid mask on, covering his mouth, grinned, his whole face brightening at the sight of her. "Ah. Good to see you again, Miharuko."

"Kakashi-sensei." She said shortly, her only greeting for the white-haired jounin before her. "What brings you to Tokyo? I didn't think ninjas wanted to mingle with us modern day folk."

He smirked. "About that. In fact, that's why I wanted to talk to you. I have a message from the Hokage, a request, actually. . ."

"Uh-huh." She nodded and sighed, undoing her ponytail and running a hand through her now loose hair. She should have just stayed in bed today. Today was bound not to be a good day.

P.S. If you have a complaint on how I wrote this, man up and write something other than "it sucks." Criticize me all you want, that's fine, but at least tell me why you don't like my story. Otherwise, your comment will be deleted and ignored. I'm tired of reading comments that won't help me improve my stories at all. Apologizes for the sudden rant, but it was needed.