To those of you who have already read every old chapter to this

I am deleting and reposting slightly rewritten chapters because they were kinda crappy at first…in the honest judgment of my improved writing skills. I will update a new chapter of the revised chapters everyday but post these first two up now. Feel free to reread it if you see fit, its grammar and story content is way better. The main reason though as to why I hadn't update which I don't think everyone who didn't check my profile is because I had lost my notebook which hold every single chapter of this story; I found it about two weeks ago at a friend's house who I had forgotten had wanted to read the whole thing. But I have had it returned.

To any new readers

This is my very first fanfic story I wrote randomly when I was in 10th grade…high school…good times…oh getting off topic here but, yeah. I finally came up with a perfect ending for it; last year.

Must know before READING: This fic is somewhat AU because technology is present. And it is set during Naruto Shippuuden.

Disclaimer: Well it's evident by now isn't it? I'm not Masashi Kishimoto therefore I have absolutely no ownership of Naruto…are you happy now?

Prologue: Let's Have a Sleepover!

It was a wet and rainy Friday evening for Konoha. Dark black clouds covered the vast firmament like a thick gray quilt as cold rain poured down upon the flora and fauna. Most of the villagers were inside cozying it up, taking it easy due to the harsh elements.

We set our gaze to a large two story house smack dab in the middle of the quiet village. Inside there lives a small family of four — the family usually consists of five people in total, but the father was out on a two-week long mission in the Land of Snow.

Takashita Isae, a mother in her mid-thirties, was sitting squat on the tile floor threshold, finishing up her preparing her luggage to face the unforgiving elements outside. Her short violet hair, cut in a chic style, was pulled back into a short ponytail, dark green eyes focused on her task at hand. Next to her stood a young girl of about three years with reddish brown hair to her lower back in two plaits and sea green colored eyes. She tugged lightly on her mother's pant leg, causing her to look to her right at the small child.

"What is it Akari?"

"Sachiko…Keiko…want to say bye, bye…"

"Just a minute…" After putting together all her baggage and zipping up her and Akari's overcoat jackets so that they would stay dry, she looked up the fourteen flight stairway. "Sachiko, Keiko!"

"Yes?" two female voices called back simultaneously.

"Get down here!"

"Okay!"

Stampeding down, jumping the last couple of steps with effusive emerald eyes and a permanently cheerful look in her countenance was the eldest, Takashita Sachiko, age seventeen. Her vermillion locks that reached just about her thighs were spiraled in a messy braid with a thin pink bow tied at the end, thrown haphazardly over her shoulder.

Coming down last, bumping her older sister in a playfully rough routine as she moved and stood by her side was Takashita Keiko, age sixteen, wearing a neutral face. Like her mother, she had plum colored locks only hers reached her hips, but pale green eyes substituted her mother's dark green ones, which were currently staring at her mother.

"Yes?"

"I'm about to leave, in a few minutes for the Land of Stars* and I'll be gone till Monday."

"Yes mom," said Keiko blandly, looking rather bored now that she knew why they were called upon.

"Akari's coming with me so you will have the house to yourselves."

The two siblings quickly exchanged excited glances at those twelve magical words. "AWESOME!" They hi-five'd each other; who could blame them? In a big house, unsupervised, and not having to babysit a younger sibling? It's any teen's heavenly dream come true.

"HEY!" snapped Isae vehemently, not liking their 'We'll be free to do whatever the hell we want' expressions, "this is NOT a cause for celebration! I want you two to do stuff that needs to be done."

Sachiko raised a curious red eyebrow and asked, "Like…?"

"Uh, let me think…" She falsely paused, "Your chores!"

"Oh, right," mumbled Sachiko sheepishly, sweat dropping.

"They should be done by tomorrow night and I will know if you try to do it five seconds before I come back home like last time — UNDERSTAND?"

Keiko sighed, "Yes mom."

"And make sure that you clean up your messes when you make one, kay? I left you guys sixty thousand six hundred yen** that is ONLYfor food and emergencies, okay?"

Sachiko let out an even bigger sigh, lips contorting into a childish pout; she really didn't like when their dear overly motherly mother treated them like little children that needed to be told to do everything, including remembering to wipe themselves after they use the bathroom. Seriously…it was that bad.

"…Yes, mom," she echoed off her younger sister.

"Alright then," Isae seemed satisfied for a smile was in place of the previous scowl. "I'll see you Monday morning at ten o'clock; if something happens, call me and—"

"MOOOM!" whined Keiko plaintively, "we are kunoichi you know!"

Isae nodded, bottle-green eyes looking apologetic, recognizing her reoccurring excessive maternal ways. "I know, but I just worry as a parent," she said with a soft sigh.

"We'll be fine," assured Sachiko with a fleeting smile, "you just have a great time with your friends."

"Well I'll still call twice everyday…make sure you answer." Isae walked to the white door leading outside the home and into the harsh weather. "Remember if you need something just call, okay?"

"Okay mom, you should go before you miss your flight," warned Sachiko, exasperation heavily ladled in her lilt. Seriously, she yells like a nut, but is so overprotective.

"Yeah, ok. Bye; I love you both!"

Isae twisted the silvery door knob and pulled the door ajar, stepping outside in the flowing rain, Akari in one hand, her luggage in the other. The youngest sister looked over her shoulder at her big sisters with those oh-so-adorable ocean colored orbs and smiled innocently bright.

"Bye bye, Sachiko and Keikonee-chan!"

"Bye mom, bye Akari, we'll miss you. Have fun!"

Keiko closed the door and Sachiko predictably exploded into an animated cheer, punching the air enthusiastically. "Yosh! We have the house to ourselves, imouto!"

"Yeah!" agreed Keiko happily, "but we should do our chores first."

Sachiko scoffed, folding her arms, "Fine miss goody-goody."

"I am not!" she retorted indignantly.

"Whatever." Sachiko rolled her eyes and put her hands together, forming an awfully familiar hand sign. "Kage Bushin no Jutsu!"

In a column of hazy, gray smoke, three extra clones appeared by the elder's left side. Sachiko turned to her identical copies, giving them a calculating stare. "…Okay, Sachiko number one; clean the upstairs and downstairs bathroom."

"Yes ma'm!"

"Number two; you take care of the living room and kitchen."

"Right!"

"And number three; take out the trash and wash the dishes."

"Ai-ya, sir!"

"And I'll clean my room myself."

"How come you didn't make an extra clone?" asked Keiko, confused. Why do work when you could get someone else to? That was her philosophy.

"Cuz I want to clean my room myself, you lazy Nara Shikamaru wannabe no good bum."

"Whatever," Keiko shrugged and created enough Kage Bushins so she didn't have to do any work whatsoever and proceeded to head for the posh couch in the living room. "Well…I'm gonna take me a dang nap…" Within seconds, she was fast asleep.

The eldest blew a raspberry at her lethargic imouto, but then smiled furtively as she climbed up the stairs, giggling silently to herself all the while.

Time to make a few phone calls…

Two hours later, Sachiko came down with a big, satisfied, and unexplained grin on her face. Upon seeing her sister face down on the couch, still slothfully napping, she simply picked up a couch pillow and thwomp-ed her on the back of the head.

Promptly awakened, Keiko flew up with a sharp yelp of, "Wha? What time is it — are the aliens here to poke our brains again?"

"No," muttered Sachiko slowly, perplexed by that atypical response. "And it's six thirty."

"Oh. You're done with your chores?"

"Yep and your clones are done too; I took care of them all already."

"Well that's surprisingly good news coming from you…wait a sec, what did you do for two hours, just clean you room?"

"Yep and every other room, with the help of the clones, besides mom's room…cause we're having a SLEEPOVER!"

"Cool…wait hold the phone — WE'RE HAVING A WHAT?"

Asterisk elucidations

*Made that up.

**This is the equivalent to roughly seven hundred US dollars.

Note: This chapter has been re-edited as of 5/28/10.