Prologue

Disclaimer: Naruto obviously does not belong to me

She stood in the main garden of the compound dressed in the finest of red and white garments. No one could see her face though as a white mask covered her mesmerizing features. Not even her moon-like eyes could be seen.

She extended her hands under the moonlight, and with a sudden move, two white fans popped in between her fingers. Her body started moving gracefully under the night sky. She was like a spirit out of this world, an unearthly creature that would never be able to adjust itself among mere humans.

Every white pair of eyes was drowned to her, unable to stray away. They were as if under a spell. So much even, that no one saw the fans in her hands turning into a set of small daggers. Only he did, the man sitting on a wooden chair above all else. And his white eyes didn't leave hers for one minute, not even when she plugged one of her taggers right in the middle of his chest, making his white yukata turn red.