She came to Konoha with nothing. No belongings, no name, and no pulse. After being treated by the doctors of the hidden village, she regained conscienceness, but not her memory. Can she find her place in the world? Can her new-found friends help her piece together what she's lost?

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The first thing she heard was a steady beeping sound. She tried to move, but her body wouldn't respond. Then she became aware of the immense pain, like her entire body was on fire. Then she heard voices, muffled as though being heard through water.

"Shizune, what's the patient's condition?"

"Stable, but barely. I'm just worried her heart will stop again."

"What the hell happened anyway? Who is she?"

"We don't know, Tsunade-sama. A guard heard a commotion, and when he went to investigate, he found her like this. She was dead when he found her, but we managed to revive her. I still don't know if she'll make it though."

"But who is she?"

"No one knows. She has no identification, so we'll have to wait until she wakes up to ask her... If she makes it, that is."

The steady beeping sound quickened until it became one long, shrill tone.

"We're losing her!"

Then she heard no more as she sank back into deep blackness.

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There's that annoying beeping again, she thought. Once more she tried to move, and, to her surprise, her hand responded with a weak twitch. She opened her eyes and let out a soft groan as the light shot needles of pain through her head. She blinked a few times as her eyes slowly adjusted, and she made out the fuzzy shape of a dark-haired, female someone standing near her with their back to her.

"Where...am I?" she said groggily. The figure turned around quickly to face her, relief evident in her face, before calling out, "Tsunade-sama!"

"Uhn, not so loud," the girl groaned, squeezing her eyes shut for a moment as the loud sound bombarded her ears. A tall, blonde woman rushed in to join the dark-haired one.

"Oh, good, she's awake," she smiled.

"Where am I?" the girl repeated. She looked down and let out a gasp when she saw bloody bandages covering much of her body.

"What the hell happened to me?!" she exclaimed, sitting up. She let out a strangled cry and fell back down at the excruciating pain that followed this abrupt movement.

"Calm down and try not to move for awhile. Your body still needs time to get used to being awake. You've been in a coma for almost a week," the blonde explained.

"I'm Shizune, and this is Tsunade-sama. Can you tell us what happened?" asked the dark-haired one, now identified as Shizune.

"I don't... I can't remember," the girl responded, sounding surprised.

"That's okay," the blonde, Tsunade, said. "Can you tell us your name?"

"Of course I can. It's... it's... I know it... Oh, God, I don't remember my own name!" she exclaimed in panic.

"What do you remember?" Tsunade asked. She wracked her brain until it hurt and cried out, "Nothing! I don't remember anything!"

"Your body has gone through tremendous trauma. We were all expecting you wouldn't make it. Your memories may still return to you, but it will probably take time," Tsunade explained. The distressed girl nodded dully in understanding.

"Can-can you help me to the bathroom, I want to see a mirror," she asked meekly. Shizune shook her head and told her that she was in no condition to move, but she would get her a hand-mirror. Tsunade asked her if she needed anything and she responded crossly, "Do I have permission to sit up, or is that not allowed either?"

Tsunade gave her an exasperated look and hit a button on the bed that raised it until she was in a sitting-up position. When Shizune returned with the mirror, she took it, mumbling, "Arigato."

She took a deep breath and looked at her reflection. She had silvery-white hair just past her shoulders, pale skin, and light violet eyes. She tore her gaze away as tears began falling down her cheeks.

"I don't know her," she whispered sadly.

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A week later she was well enough to walk around, as long as she stayed within the hospital grounds. Her injuries made it so walking was still painful, but she managed. She had also cheered up some since she had come to grips with her identity, or lack thereof.

"Hey, feeling better?" one of the nurses asked her as she walked around the grounds one day.

"Hi, Ami. I guess so. Still nothing upstairs though," she shrugged, tapping her head. After a bit, the wounds on her legs started to hurt, so she headed back. Inside, she encountered quite a scene.

"Naruto, get back here! You can't leave yet! Your arm is fractured in three places, dammit!" yelled an exasperated nurse chasing a blonde boy of about thirteen, who shouted, "I'm fine! My arm's fine! I gotta go train so I can-ack!"

He let out an undignified yell as two of the doctors that were chasing him tackled him to the ground. As they dragged him away, protesting and trying to get free, she smiled, the soreness in her legs forgotten. She decided to follow him, having nothing else to do, and see why he was so eager to leave. She entered his room to see him being handcuffed to the bed.

"Oh, hi," the doctor doing the handcuffing said to her, "I need to go do my rounds, so could you just watch Naruto and make sure he doesn't leave?"

"Yeah, sure. I just came to see what all the fuss was about."

"Arigato," he thanked her, leaving them alone. She turned to him and asked, "So, what's so important that you can't even wait for your arm to heal?"

"Training! I have to become as strong as I can so I can become Hokage!"

"So, you're a ninja?" she inquired. He nodded and grinned proudly, "Yep, that's me. Uzamaki Naruto, number one ninja!"

"I see," she laughed. He was funny. "So how'd you bust your arm?"

Naruto laughed sheepishly, putting his non-handcuffed hand behind his head. "Heh-heh, I was on a mission and I got careless while fighting this guy and I sorta fell off a second-story building."

"Nice," she grinned and they both laughed. Naruto stopped laughing and pointed at her leg. "Uh, you're bleeding."

She looked down and saw that one of the longer gashes on her leg was bleeding through her bandages. She swore and hit the call button to summon a nurse.

"My goodness, girl, what have you done to your poor body this time?" asked the nurse, hands on her hips, when she arrived.

"I think I just need a new bandage. Sorry to bug you, Harumi-san," she apologized, wincing as Harumi lifted her leg a bit to remove the old bandages.

"You've split your stitches open. I'll have to redo them," she tisked. Her hand lighted with green chakra and she pressed it to the wound to numb it while she redid the stitching.

"There, that should hold. Now, let me check the other leg."

She did and deemed them satisfactory. "Okay, now let's see the ones on your chest."

She sighed and tugged the collar of her hospital shirt down a bit so Harumi could check the stitching on her left collarbone.

"M'kay, this one's fine. Lemme check the ones on your back and I'll be done," she promised. The newly patched up girl turned around with a sigh so her back was to both Naruto and Harumi and undid the tie on the back of her hospital so that it gaped open in the back without falling off in the front.

"These one's are coming undone a bit, I'm just gonna re-stitch them so they don't break open like your leg."

Naruto just sat there, mouth agape, staring at the massive wounds crisscrossing her back. It looked like she had been whipped with a kunai over and over again. There were also two, no, three places where it appeared she had been stabbed. Harumi finished up her work and said, "Feel better soon, girl. See ya' around."

"Hai, hai. Now go do your nurse thing," the nameless girl laughed

"What happened to you?" Naruto asked in awe. She let out a small chuckle. "Good question, Naruto-kun. Well, you saw the big slashes and the three stab wounds on my back, plus one more in the chest on my collarbone right?"

"Yeah, I saw that. Ouch," Naruto nodded.

"Then there's the big lump on my head where someone tried to tenderize my skull, a few dozen cuts and bruises on my arms and legs, and then this cool one," she said, pointing to the slash going from her right cheekbone, down her neck, and disappearing under her hospital gown.

"It goes all the way from my face to all the way down here," she continued, tracing a path over the gown to show that it continued from her neck, going diagonally across her chest, and ending just below her ribs on the left side. "That'll be one cool scar though," she laughed.

"How did all this happen though?" he queried. She shrugged.

"Dunno."

"What do you mean, you don't know?" he demanded disbelievingly.

"I don't remember any of it," she shrugged.

"Wow, that sucks," Naruto said. "So, why do all the people here call you 'girl'?"

She explained her whole amnesia situation, which was the reason she had no name. Naruto was silent for a few moments. He suddenly jumped to his feet with a look of inspiration on his face, forgetting about the handcuffs restraining him and falling over onto the bed. He sat back up, blushing, and said, "Okay, first off, I officially hate these cuffs. Secondly, you need a name."

She smiled widely as Naruto looked at her with a look of over-exaggerated concentration.

"You look like a...let's see... um... Kiyoko! Your name is now Kiyoko."

"Kiyoko," she said, trying out the name, "I like that. Kiyoko."

She giggled. The name sounded just right on her tongue. It was like a part of her had been filled, a small part, but a part of her nonetheless.

"My name is Kiyoko," she said happily.

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Well, that concludes the first chapter of this story. This story is going to be 10 chapters long. There won't be any 'romance stuff' in this one, the theme of this one is friendship and loyalty and all that junk. If I get enough good reviews by chapter 10, I'll do a sequel.

Next Chapter: "The Ninja and the Kunai"