I don't own Naruto.

I do own Kari Hibaki.

"talking"

'thinking'

Prologue

The night had a slight chill to it. About as cold as it got in the desert. It was dark and a sandstorm was dying down.

As the sandstorm through out the desert lifted the jounin could barely make out a small child wearing robes that covered the child's face. As the child made it to the entrance one ninja stopped her.

"Why are you here?" the jounin asked.

"I would like to move here to live." She Said;The Ninja could tell their voice was a girl.

"Where are your parents? What is your name? What village are you from?"

"My Parents…are dead. We were travelers. And my name is Kari…Kari Hibaki."

Then she lifted the robes from her face and all the jounin made out was a girl with long black hair that looked about 8.

Mhmmm. I have wanted to start this for a while.

If you have ever read my full metal alchemist story well...

I'm editing chapter one.

Too make it sound better.