What am I doing here? My eyes drifted around the festival. So many people are here wandering around with so many of their friends. Walking past a mirror, I could see that I appeared to be doing the same. I stood on the outside of a group of four girls, but only one of them was my friend. My eyes scanned from the mirror across the aisle of vendors who attempted to get young pretty girls to play their games.

Each girl looked like their own unique person, but after any brief conversation with them it was easy to tell that they all had identical personalities. Even I was a victim of acting like them should I have been around them for too long. These past few days of preparing for the festival was a prime example. Every day we set out looking for kimonos and dresses to wear and we thumbed through magazines in order to find hairstyles to imitate. Tonight I stood in an almost white kimono with blue and purple flowers printed over the body, while my hair was in a messy fish tail braid off to the side.

"Ooh! We've got a looker." One of the girls eyes glazed over after her eyes fell upon a man. Her lips parted so slightly with one end so slightly turned up. The rest of us quickly piled in behind her to follow her eyes. There I went. I was acting like one of the girls I came here with. My eyes went from her face, down her nose, to the direction of where she was looking, and then my eyes fell on her target. While he was certainly handsome, something was off about him.

"Hana." My voice was low and never took my eyes off of the red-haired man. "There's something wrong with that guy."

"Yeah." The other two girls slid forward towards the man, as a girl with inky black hair stayed behind with me. Hana took a step closer to me as we evaluated the man who stood before a growing group of girls. "Do you know who it is though?"

"No," I replied, my mouth turning down in a scowl. "I just know that he's not good."

"Go to your home and get ready. There's something not right here." Hana turned to me. Her face before this was carefree and happy. Now, her face was blank as though she had slid her ANBU mask on already. "Who knows what kind of trouble we may be in for?"

I nodded and took off towards where my family's reservoir was. The kimono restricted my movement, so I couldn't move fast. This damn garment. This damn hair-do… I stopped and reached down and tore through the dress all the way up to my hip. As I neared my family's place, I had a strange feeling something else was off.

There was a light that seemed to glow from the area. It was almost as if there was a fire being started. Or there was already a fire started. My heart began to sink. I grew closer to my homestead and could smell smoke. My heart sunk lower. I could hear people yelling to get away from the flames. Lower. I heard screams of help. Suddenly my stomach was flipped upside down and my heart was beneath it. Adrenalin pumped through my veins and made me run faster than chakra alone would have allowed me.

"My god…" I stood in a tree overlooking my clan's village and all of my aunts and uncles and other family members houses. Everything was set on fire. There were places where an explosion had appeared to have gone off. My knees became weak, "Who would have done this?"

I leapt from the tree to the ground and began to look for ways to help. I ran into homes and searched for people. I formed a light chakra field on the outside of my skin to shield myself from the fire. House to house I ran. No one was hurt. Then I got to mine. I heard a baby cry from upstairs.

"Ai!" I called, running up the steps without a second thought. I didn't even wait to get the shield. I reached her door and kicked it in. Through the windows, fire seemed to pour in, but when it touched the floor, the fire was no longer advancing. My heart stopped. The room was in perfect condition. This was wrong. I could see my little blonde haired sister standing in her crib crying loudly. My breathing stopped. Her blue eyes were filled with so many tears as I took a step closer.

Suddenly, it all disappeared. There was a very small, burned body lying face down on the ground. Everything in the room was burned beyond repair.

"Ah!" I screamed and fell backwards. I hit a wall and caused the roof to fall down on top of me. "Argh!" A wooden beam struck my arm, setting the sleeve of my kimono on fire. I tried to stand and tried to use chakra to shield me from the burning, but my mind was too far strayed to concentrate properly. "Help!"

I called and called, but the flames made too much of a noise. No one could hear me. I let the flames lick away at my arm. The smoke-filled my lungs. I could peer into my sister's room. I could see her body disappear. This was a trap. She had never been in the room. She was somewhere fine, and I was here dying. I closed my eyes, how could I have been so stupid.

"Well, seems that you really can get yourself into a mess, mm?" My ears heard the sounds, but my mind was too suffocated to perceive who it was. The voice was male, but not recognizable to me. Or maybe it was. "Let me help you some."

The man reached down, and lifted me up. The smell of clay was the last thing I remembered before I suddenly passed out.