Yukia Rey breathed in a crisp breath of summer air as she felt the green leaves crunch under her combat boots. The walk to Konoha was painful and long, but Yukia felt a little celebration erupt inside of her once she saw the huge entrance gateway. She kept reciting the mission in her head: Infiltrate, Detect, Eliminate, Leave. Even though it was very simple, Yukia couldn't help but feel a little nerve at the thought of the Akatsuki competing against her. But Yukia knew she could totally take them all on. She was the most wanted Assassin in the entire Land of Fire, having killed a total of two hundred forty-five adults and seventy three kids in a time period of ten years. And get this: half of the slaughtered individuals were innocent. That didn't stop Yukia though. Yukia Rey was a very stereotypical assassin, but one thing separated her from the others. She had no ability to feel sympathy, empathy, or mercy. She could feel love or happiness (or nerve in this case), but she simply didn't have it in her to feel bad for others. Or even herself.

Yukia approached the front gate that towered over her. She shuffled into Konoha, taking a deep breath as she entered. She counted to five in her head. One, Two, Three, Four...

"Hey you! Over here!" Five. Yukia turned her head to the side to see the village gate guards calling her over to their little post. She rolled her eyes and walked over to them and sighed.

"What." She said. Not in a question form, but she simply stated it. The guards exchanged glances, and looked back at her.

"We haven't seen you around in Konoha ever. And we've been here for a long time. So..." the brown haired one huffed. The black haired one laughed, his eyes twinkling. Yukia tried to pick out what he was feeling. Happiness? Nervousness?

"Call Hatake. He will prove to you that I indeed belong here." What a blank lie she made. Anyone would have been able to pick that one out, but apparently not the guards.

"Hatake? You mean Kakashi?" said the black haired one. Yukia didn't know Hatake's first name because where she was raised as a teenager, everyone referred to others by their last name. Because of that, Yukia didn't know how to respond to that question.

"I heard my name?" Said a tall, silver haired ninja. Yukia noted his ugly posture and one eye covered, and she immediately realized that he must be Hatake. She grabbed his arm and pulled herself up against his body. She could practically feel Hatake's face turn red.

"Sensei, they don't think I belong here, and they won't let me in." She pouted, trying to put on the cutest face she could manage. She watched Kakashi turn a scarlet color.

"Er... I'm sure you belong in here. Izumo, Kotetsu, no need to worry. She'll come with me." He said as he dragged Yukia over to the main square. They were silent until Kakashi led them into a small alleyway. He looked straight through her electric blue eyes, deep, deep into her soul. And saw nothing.

"Who are you, and why are you trying to enter Konoha?" He said, looking her up and down. She didn't look dangerous, as far as Kakashi was concerned. Just a girl, maybe in her early twenties, with long navy hair and big eyes. She stood with a very tall posture, chin up and shoulders back, unafraid of the world.

"I'm just passing through. Besides, if you really want me to leave, I will. I just need you to answer some questions." Yukia said, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. Kakashi cocked his head to one side and smiled.

"Fire away."

Yukia smiled back. Of course, it wasn't real, it was just fake. "What can you tell me about the clans that live here?" She said. She was doing anything to get information on the Uzumaki's without sounding desperate. Well, it was her mission anyways. She came to kill Naruto Uzumaki and leave.

Kakashi looked confused. "The clans? Um... which one do you want to hear about? There's the Nara, Yamanaka, Uzumaki, Hyuga, Rey, Inuzuka... well, you get the idea."

Yukia blinked. What did he say? Did he say Rey? No, it must have been clay. Or fey. Maybe Mei...?

"Did you say Rey?" She asked slowly and carefully. Kakashi nodded in an affirmative way. Yukia couldn't believe her own ears. Someone from her clan was living in Konoha? She thought for sure everyone in the Rey clan only lived in the Village Hidden in the Sand. Was it not forbidden to enter Konoha? Had they changed the rules ever since Yukia left? Who was the substitute leader of their clan now? Questions whirled around in her head as she lost her balance and stumbled into Kakashi.

"You alright there?" He said laughing as he helped Yukia stand back up straight. Yukia laughed nervously, and nodded her head.

"Well I do feel a little nauseous. I'm gonna go try and walk it off," Yukia said as she started to walk out of the alley.

"Um, okay. See you around...Er..." Kakashi fumbled through his mind to think of her name. Yukia turned her head to face the silver haired man.

"The name's Kotori. Kotori Ryuuga," She lied. It came to her so naturally since she practiced saying her fake name over one million times on the walk to Konoha.

"Nice meeting you, Ms. Ryuuga," Kakashi grinned and made a small hand motion that looked to be a half-assed wave to Yukia. She returned the wave, and proceeded to walk out of the alleyway, still shaken by the fact that another Rey member lived here. Should she meet them? Or should she hide from them? She supposed it depended on which member (or members ) were actually here. If it was her dad, Yukia would have abandoned the mission in less than five seconds and zoomed out of Konoha without a trace. If it was a member who didn't really care about her or was to young to even remember her, Yukia wouldn't give a damn if they saw her or not.

Ever since Yukia left her clan when she was nine, she never even thought about them anymore. Sure, they were missing their soon-to-be-clan-leader, but in reality, did any of them even care about her? She trusted nobody in the clan when she was a child, and she still doesn't. She probably never will. And it's all because of her stupid mother, her stupid father, and her stupid sister, Mimi Rey.