So here it goes, first story on here. Funny that my first story has the most over done cliche plot in the Naruto fandom. Anyways here it goes, hope you enjoy it.
Please review. Constructive criticism is always helpful, thank you.
And, I don't own Naruto or any of the characters, I only own Laurie. Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto
Chapter 1
Maybe she shouldn't have stayed at the party. Maybe when Cassie said that she was hitching a ride with Tomas Blake, the star basketball player, she should have gone with them. But then again, Laurie wasn't one to make good decisions. So she stayed at Abraham Jacob's party, feeling totally and utterly out of place. And while everyone was having the time of their lives, she was sitting in the corner trying to figure how to get home without calling her parents. She settled for walking.
So that's how she got to her current situation. Lying on the ground bleeding, trying to hold in her piss, and crying. She should have looked both ways. But she thought 'who the hell would be driving at 2:15 in the morning in this neighborhood.' Never underestimate middle class suburbia. And when she stared at the couple who were frantically panicking (like they just got hit by an 'effing Porsche) she couldn't help but think 'assholes.'
By the time the ambulance got there and they put her on a stretcher, she could already start to feel herself slipping away. And even when she died she could still feel the disappointment in the room as the doctor in charge said the words, "Time of death, 2:33am."
Laurie didn't know what she expected, a bright light, shadows ascending from the ground to take her to hell, maybe even a guy with a scythe would have sufficed, but no. Nothing. She was a god damn lingering spirit in a world where she already didn't belong to anymore. The worst part was the solitude. She couldn't do anything. She couldn't, talk to anyone, touch anything, nothing. What was the point of being a ghost if you couldn't haunt anyone?
What killed her most though (no pun intended) was everybody's reaction to her death. Predictably, it was a depressing. Her funeral was full of sad friends and family members. Her mother was inconsolable, her father had these dead eyes that'll she never forget, her brother didn't even show up. And Cass. Cassie was just this sad shell of the happy, optimistic, person she was 4 days ago. Is this what death does to people? Turns them against each other, ruin their happiness, turn them into completely different people. I thought I had it bad.
So for three weeks all she did was linger. Looked over her family, made sure her brother, Ian, didn't get into any trouble, (even though if he did there was little she could do), and "hanged" out with Cass. Until one day she was accompanying her mom and dad to their marriage counselor. She was in waiting room with them, when out of nowhere she saw this figure, she didn't who (or what) it was but she knew that he (it) was like her. Invisible. Totally out of the limits off the naked eye. And she couldn't help but be scared. This was the first time she saw something like this, and she didn't want anything to do with it. And as it got closer and closer to her she couldn't help but scream for help. Predictably, no one heard her. And when the screaming ceased she was cornered in the back of the room, with a middle age lady sitting beside her reading a copy of Seventeen magazine. The strange dark figure finally closed in on her and as her breath hitched when it reached out it's arm(?) she closed her eyes waiting for whatever fate came to her. She felt a poke. It poked her chest. She opened her eyes to stare at it, wondering, what the hell, but in less than a second it was gone, along with the room full of unhappy marriages, and her.
The next time she felt herself move again, she was crying. She didn't know why, but she was. And as she struggled to open her eyes to figure out where the hell she was, she found herself realizing that she didn't have the strength. She could feel someone holding her. Someone wiping her and sheltering her with some kind of blanket. She heard people talking. But she had no idea what the hell they were saying. And as minutes went by she could feel being shifted into another person's arms. She didn't know what she was experiencing, and as she felt soft hands slowly caressing her face, she managed to open her eyes and look up at the person responsible for all the cooing and crying she heard.
In front her she saw a woman, who looked like she was about 23-25. She had these memorizing hazel eyes, and brown hair that somehow looked great despite the sweat she was drenched in. Next to her was a man, he looked only a little older than the woman with hazel eyes, and he had these ordinary black eyes and purple hair. Yeah, purple hair. But at the time Laurie Nigma thought it was just hair dye. The couple were cooing at her and saying things she couldn't comprehend. But she knew for a fact, they were not speaking English. And when the woman started tearing up as the man took Laurie into his arms, realization dawned at her. She was a baby.
Yep, Lauren Caitlyn Nigma of Westwood Virginia, was a baby. Now Laurie didn't really believe in reincarnation. So you could imagine the reaction the surprise she must have had. Long story short, the newly born baby began to cry again.
When she got older she realized something. She still didn't know the language her "parents" were speaking(Cantonese, Japanese, Spanish?) and honestly she kind of didn't want to know. She didn't know where she was either, but one day she soon realized she wasn't in the hands of a normal family. When her "father" came home one night, he took her from her mother and rocked her in his arms. Laurie noticed a headband that he was wearing, and she noticed a symbol on it. It took her at least two days to figure out what it was, but when her "mother" was breast feeding her, she suddenly remembered. 'Naruto.'
Now she hasn't seen the said anime since she was in middle school. So she didn't remember anything of it considering she was in the tenth grade and she had bigger worries than what character was going to die. But when she was into it she was a major fan. She read all the fanfiction she could find, and joined in on all the forums that interested her. And if she remembered one précised thing, it was that the symbol on her ''father's'' headband, was the official symbol of the leaf village. Now of course Laurie was in denial. She was not in an alternate universe and she was not in a make believe village from one her childhood obsessions. She just wasn't, this stuff just didn't happen. But as time went by she noticed small things, like when her "mother" decided she was old enough to go outside the first thing she saw was the Hokage faces mounted in the heart of the village for the everybody to see. And as her mother gardened, she would notice the ABNU hopping from tree to tree. That's when she stopped being in denial and she started to accept the world she was in.
She kind of used her detective skills to figure at what point in the show she was in. Based on the faces of the Hokage's, she was either during the Fourth Hokage's reign, or after. Meaning Naruto's parents could still be alive, or dead. Figuring this out a thought popped into her head. She could change the outcome.
Obviously, she was still a baby, and there was little she could do now. But maybe she could actually change things for the better. First, and foremost she had to learn how to talk.
There you go, first chapter, I hope you guys enjoy it and please review. Thank you.