JGE: hello, and welcome to my first fanfic. I hope you all enjoy it!

Chapter 1: We're not in Kansas anymore…

What the hell happened? Brining a hand to her head, the 23 year old Makoto Kino sat up amongst the flowers and trees. Her green eyes scanned the area surrounding her abrupt landing sight.

One moment, the tall brunette was in her kitchen trying out new recipes, and the next, she was falling through a blue sky only to smash painfully into the earth. Whatever the hell this was, she didn't like it one bit…

"Wherever I am, I am definitely not in Juuban…." Makoto uttered, pushing herself up from the ground. She winced in pain as multiple points on her body screamed in agony, especially her side. The Jovian's hand immediately flew to the offending spot. It was then that she realized that she was no longer wearing her usual clothing, but a strange outfit. She had on a tight white long sleeved shirt under a black, tube top that ended 2 inches above her belly button and grey, baggy pants that sat belted at her hips and closed at her ankles with the help of white bandages. Makoto looked at her hands to also find that she wore black fingerless gloves, and looked at her feet to see black sandals.

"What is going on here?!" the brunette exclaimed. It was then that a sound other than that of humming bees and singing birds reached her ears… The murmur of civilization… a town? Curious, Makoto started to walk in the sound's direction. Her pained limbs felt so much heavier than normal… It made it difficult to even move. But a happy expression lit her features as she came in sight of a large city.

However, Makoto's happiness was short lived. "Damn it!" she growled as the world began spinning around her. "What is wrong with me…?" She stumble into the street.

Feeling that she was going to collapse, the young woman reached out to grab something, anything. Whatever it was, it was warm… and it was solid. Her fingers held on tightly, hoping to gain balance when her body was so out of wack.

""…Are you alright?" asked a curious, yet concerned voice as a hand came up to he shoulder.

Makoto couldn't tell who this person was, and she didn't care at the moment. "… everything…hurts…" she uttered before her body went limp and everything went dark.

"… She'll be fine, now," said a woman's voice. "She just needs to rest up." Makoto could hear her. "…But who is she? Do you know her?"

There was a pause before the voice from the street answered, "No, she just grabbed me and then went unconscious."

She heard a few snickers and then a smacking sound.

"Shut up, Naruto! I think that you've been hanging out with that old man too much," a new, younger female voice growled.

Blinking, Makoto's eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the light. Unable to see completely, she turned her green gaze toward where the voices were.

"So, she just came out of nowhere, huh…?" the older woman spoke, casting a glance over her shoulder. "Not only that, she's a ninja from the Hidden Cloud village. You should make sure that she didn't plant anything on you, Kakashi."

'Plant…? What is she meaning?' Makoto thought, but her body was too weak to contradict the woman. Her eye lids drifted back down and she fell into a healing, if slightly troubled, sleep.

JGE: Tell me how you like it, or if there are any spelling mistakes, ect. Suggestions and constructive criticism would be good too!

Later