Authors' Note:

LT = LadyTeldra

BA = bloodangel95

LT: Welcome to our second posted story. I hope you enjoy our take on the world of Naruto and are able to immerse yourself in our words.

BA: We're having tons of fun writing it, and I hope that you have tons of fun reading it! Also, don't be shy to review. We really do appreciate hearing from you!

LT: We're dying to see opinions.

Rating: T = This is a Naruto based story. There will obviously be violence, which automatically bumps it up a notch. There is also swearing thrown sparingly throughout. Honestly, sometimes a four letter word is the only way to express yourself.

Warnings: Violence is certain. Death is possible. Romance is long in coming. Any romance will be more for character expansion and not a main part of the story. Any other major, possibly plot spoiling, warnings will be added as needed.

Disclaimer: We do not own a llama. We do not own a Ferrari. And we most certainly do not own the rights to Naruto. If we did we would be living in Iceland on a llama farm and driving a Ferrari around for kicks.

Prologue: The Newest Arrival

"Ji-san, Tou-san, Konohamaru! Tadaima!" The sound of shoes being kicked off and pounding feet are heard as the eight year old girl runs through the house. Turquoise eyes gleam with mischief on her search for her family as spiky black pigtails trail behind her.

In another part of the house, another child sits, knees held close to her chest, in the dining room, an old man sitting across from her. She startles at the shout. With a glance to her company, she straightens up and places her hands politely in her lap. Her golden eyes glisten with the remains of tears shed over the last several hours even as she plasters a false smile to her lips to greet the girl she will be living with for an unknown period of time.

The old man sits smoking a pipe when he hears his eldest grandchild yell. "In here Kiyoko." He calls a grin playing across his face.

The mentioned child slides the door open, grinning from ear to ear and nearly vibrating with energy. "Hello Ji-san!" Her voice echoes through the room as she throws herself into her grandfather's arms. He holds her tightly for a moment before setting her down. She looks around the room and her grin falters as she picks on the room's somber mood. Her gaze lands on the girl at the table. She blinks when she realizes the girl is her age, if smaller. "Oh, hello. I didn't realize we had guests…"

"Forgive me for disrupting your family." She says softly, her voice hoarse from earlier. She nibbles her bottom lip nervously, unable to determine the correct way to broach the still sensitive subject. She looks to the Hokage, who was kind enough to allow her into the home of him and his family, for.

'All on the merit of a mere letter.' She thinks to herself.

The Sandaime smiles gently at the young one before turning to his granddaughter. "Kiyoko, why don't you sit and join us for some tea? It's a fine jasmine, your favorite." Making the question more of a gentle order, he motions to the seat directly to his right.

She blinks, unsure of what to make of the situation, before taking the seat. She waits patiently as he pours her a cup and refills their guest's and his own. She knows that her grandfather will explain when he is ready.

Hiruzen clears his throat, assuring Kiyoko's attention before beginning. "Kiyoko, this is Raijin, Chiyuki . It is my understanding that she is an orphan as of yesterday. Our clan owes a great debt to hers, and due to that fact among others, I have decided to allow her to live with us until a time I am certain she is able to do so on her own."

Kiyoko takes a sip of her tea as she processes the information given to her. While she doesn't understand everything and some facts seem to be omitted, she does get the gist of his speech.

The girl in front of her has no family.

We owed her family for something important.

She's one of us for now.

"I'm sorry for your loss, Chiyuki-san." She intones sincerely. She has no idea what she'd do if she lost her clan. No father. No grandfather. Not even little Konohamaru, though he annoys her sometimes. Turning back to her grandfather, she eagerly asks. "Is there anything that I can do to help, Ji-san?"

He smiles at Kiyoko's eagerness, proud of her willingness to help. "If you wouldn't mind, Chiyuki needs to be shown around as she isn't from anywhere near here." He pauses before thinking of something that may help the girl. "Getting her acquainted with your classmates would probably do some good as well."

Kiyoko nods quickly, hair flying about her face with her enthusiasm as she sends Chiyuki a smile. "Don't worry, Chiyuki-san, we'll take good care of you."

Chiyuki lowers her head as a blush dusts across her cheeks. White hair with thin streaks of cyan fall into her face as if attempting to hide her from their eyes. "Thank you." She whispers as slides off her chair. She gives the other girl a slight bow. "I hope I'm not a bother."

Kiyoko snorts, "Don't worry, unless you have a knack for trouble like someone I know, then it won't matter."

"Ah." Chiyuki's nose crinkles in thought, clearly puzzled by the other's words. "I don't think I can call it a knack… Trouble always happened with my Otou-san. But I don't think you could be talking about ambushing bandits or bounty hunters." Her head tilts innocently to the side, clarification obviously needed.

Kiyoko laughs before wrapping an arm around Chiyuki's shoulders. "Ah Chi-chan, the boys will just love you." She smirks, plans already forming on how to use a new accomplice. Especially one still so innocent and detached from the ways of a prankster.

Across the village, brown-haired teacher with a scar across his nose shivers.

Hiruzen Sarutobi sighs heavily, already imagining the chaos to come as his granddaughter leads her new victim, and hopefully friend, from the room. 'Maybe I am getting too old for this…'

End

Authors' Note: Thank you for reading the prologue for our story. You have just been introduced to two of the characters this will focus on. We hope that you continue to give our story a chance and share and constructive criticism you may have. Our goal is to learn and grow, while having fun of course, as writers and we are only just beginning on that path.