Hinata couldn't sleep that night. She couldn't help but think of that voice. It sounded so very grim and evil, yet at the same time, it was the voice of a child. A little girl. What if the house really is haunted? What if that was a ghost? Anko would have told us about someone in the house, right? Hinata's mind was filled with questions, making sleep impossible. She looked at Ino, Tenten, and Sakura. They were so carefree; they hadn't even noticed the presence in the house.

"Hinata, Are you still awake?"Came Sakura's voice from her head which faced the wall.

"Yeah, why are you still up?"

"I saw a shadow last night. I know it wasn't Anko's," she stated simply.

"Y-you saw a sh-shadow. . . I wonder if it belonged to the voice," Hinata whispered.

"Hmm?"

"I heard a voice through the wall. It was threatening," Hinata explained. Sakura nodded. Then, there was a bumping sound from the hall. Hinata and Sakura looked wide-eyed at each other. Peering out the door, they saw the shadow. Hinata used her Byakugan. It was a little girl. A little red-haired girl in a black, old-fashioned nightgown. Eventually, Sakura's eyes accustomed and Hinata no longer needed Byakugan. She was bouncing a black balloon on her index finger. Her red eyes glowed in the black of the night. After about five minutes, the girl walked over to the door next to the sealed one and entered. She didn't come back out. Sakura and Hinata closed their door and stepped back inside, covering their mouths to keep from screaming. They ended up awake most of night, not knowing if the girl was really there or not. They became so scared that they put a cross on the door and splashed holy water in the room . . . just in case.

The next morning, they woke up late because they hadn't gone to bed until 3 a.m. When they walked into the kitchen, Ino and Tenten were just finishing the remains of their pancakes as Anko flipped through channels on the TV.

Tenten wiped the last bit of syrup of her mouth before saying, "So, Anko, why didn't you tell us you had a daughter?"

Sakura and Hinata snapped their heads up in synchronization, the last bit of grogginess just wearing off.

Anko peered at Tenten as puzzled as Hinata and Sakura.

"Daughter? I don't have a daughter," Anko smiled.

"Really? . . . We saw a little girl outside the house when we woke up this morning. We thought . . ." Ino explained.

Anko bit her bottom lip and her eyebrows furrowed. Then her light brown eyes lit in recognition, and she laughed.

"Oh, little Reta!" She blurted between laughs.

"Little who? What in the sane heck is a reta?" Sakura asked, confused.

Anko's laughs slowed and then stopped before she explained, "Not a what, a who. The little girl you saw is not my daughter, but she does live here. I'm sorry; I barely ever see her. She's not exactly a people person, and you know I'm forgetful." She smiled sheepishly. All heads turned toward the darkened hallway when they heard a light footstep.

"Hello, girls, now you know, I guess." The words came through little, cherry red lips. She was dressed in a black dress built for a sixteen year old, not a ten year old. She twirled her fiery red hair around an index finger, red eyes to match burning into them. Anko walked over and put an arm around her.

"Ino, Sakura, Hinata, Tenten, this is Norowa Reta."