Fallen Petal 1

Skippey and a Broken Window

Meet The Sisters

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It was a fine day when the first scream ripped through the school.

"Thompson! To the principle's office. You two Agnes!" the teacher covered in goo screamed.

The two girls walked arm in arm to their fate. These two girls were the most mix matched friends you would ever see. Thompson, usually known just as Jena cause her name was way to long, was tall and slender. She had an average face with hair cut as short as a boys, just below her ears. She had brown roots, multicolored orange lengths and black tips. Agnes, known as Brittney, or Onee-chan to Jena, had a small fun-size body as she called it, silky short hair but not as short as Jena's, and a voluptuous body that many guys drooled over. She had a perky mouth and the most beautiful eyes anyone had seen. Jena's were an emerald green that changed colors with her emotions. Britt was wearing a black mini-skirt from Hot Topic, South Pole shoes and shirt with a hoody. Jena wore baggy camo shorts and a band t-shirt with skater shoes. The girls make-up were very different. Jena had on black lipstick with a red dot that made her look like she had just taken a bite out of somebody with black eyeliner and purple and dark blue eye shadow. Brittney had on complementary colors that just made her face glow.

Jena was an easily ignored dark goth with a frigid attitude. Brittney was a perky girl with a head turning smile. They were polar opposites that were closer than sisters. The girls had one major thing in common though, they were the best pranksters Florence High had ever seen. No teacher but a select few were safe.

The girls walked at a leisurely pace to their date with the devil. When they walked in the school attendant said hello and waved them to Mr. Skipper.

"Come in girls, I was expecting you," he said without looking up from his desk. They went and sat down in front of him. "Now girls, I'm afraid that I'll just cut to the chase-

"You're finally suspending us," said Brittney with her usual happiness. Jena just looked bored. This song and dance was an all to familiar thing to the dark girl.

"Yes, I need you to tell me why you always do this."

"Because," Jena answered. She really hated talking to people, "these teachers are so normal they need a little excitement." In that girls book normal was the closest thing to a slow death.

"Right, well that's the same thing you said last time. Can't you two put your talents into something a little more constructive?"

"Whats more constructive than brightening the schools spirit with a laugh," Brittney said with her signature smile. Skipper just put his head in his hands like he had a headache coming on; that was most likely the case.

"Just go get your stuff and leave already," he mumbled a swear.

"Aww, Skippey doesn't like seeing us? I'm hurt," Jena said with more sarcasm than a politician. She hated this school with every fiber in her being. Her Onee-chan was the only thing that made it bearable for her.

"How many times do I have to tell you Ms. Thompson not to call me Skippey?"

"When you stop calling me Ms. Thompson like the old hag teachers around here."

"Okay," said Brittney quickly, "we'll be going now."

Brittney pulled Jena out of the office as fast as she could.

"Are you out of your mind, that was pushing it!" she stage whispered at Jena.

"Skippey needed a reality check."

"And you're way too happy to give him one," Brittney sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "Is your board still with Big Daddy Graddy?"

"Yeah, let's go get it." The two walked down to their English teachers room. Mr. Gradisar met them at the door with Jena's skateboard that said SICK on the deck in black and white.

"Heard about the suspension and figured you wanted this," Jena walked up and punched him in the arm. That was a known sign of affection to anybody who knew her. Gradisar was the only teacher she actually liked.

"Thanks Big Daddy," he blushed. He got that nickname because of something that had happened when Brittney had his class last year. Brittney was a grade above Jena even though she was smaller.

They walked out of the school with Jena's board behind her head and a blank look while Brittney had a smile with her hands in her pocket.

"Since we're suspended wanna go to the coffee shop?" Britt asked.

"Sure, it's not we have anything else to do," they walked off campus.

When Jena got home she was met with screaming from her mother.

"You stupid child!" a vase flew at her head. "How dare you embarrass me like that. I heard you were suspended again! I swear if Jesus were here he would turn away in shame at you." Jena's mother threw a knife that landed in Jena's side.

"Shit! You crazy old bat! Jesus wouldn't come here because of you!" she pulled the knife out and got prepared for the beating that was to come.

When Brittney got home she was met by a lecture, but then her mom calmed down.

"Which teacher was it?" her mom asked.

"Our favorite target, Roe," Brittney's mom smiled. Everyone hated Roe with a passion.

"Alright, well you better go see Jena. I want you back at a reasonable time tonight you hear me?"

"Yes mom," Britt smiled and left.

Britt got to Jena's house just as her friend went crashing out the window.

"Shit!" she grabbed Jena's arm and her board that was by the door and dragged her away.

"That crazy old cow," Jena mumbled and she stumbled. Britt got her to their favorite spot by the river before looking at Jena's wounds. She was covered in bruises and knife cuts. Several really bad wounds were from the window and had glass still in them.

Britt was very careful as she pulled all the glass out of her adoptive sisters body. Jena hissed in pain and held back the screams that threatened to come out of her mouth. She felt bed enough as it was that her Onee-chan had to see her in such a state; she wasn't going to make it worse by screaming.

Finally, after all Jena's wounds were cleared of glass and other debris the girls sat by the river and smoked a couple of cigarettes. They knew they needed to quit but with how their lives were they needed something to help with the stress. After their smokes were gone Britt spoke up.

"You wanna come to my house and watch Naruto?" she asked.

"You only like the fan fictions."

"I know, but you like watching the anime so we can watch it then get on the computer," she smiled a small smile.

"Sounds good to me. Lets just bandage these things when we get there so I don't bleed all over your floor," Jena said as Britt hauled her up to a standing position.

The two arrived at Britt's house to realize that her mom and step-dad weren't home. Jena walked to the bathroom and sat on the toilet seat to await Britt's medical skills like she had so many times before. When Jena was little she always had to bandage herself and became extremely good at it, but it felt nice to know she at least had one person that cared enough about her to deal with the blood stains.

Brittney finished quickly and they trudged into her room. In the middle of the small room pushed against the wall to the right of the door was a twin sized bed with gold railing. To the left of the door was and old yellow desk cluttered with junk, candles, and her stereo along with several CD's. On the right side of the bed was an oak colored bookcase that almost reached the ceiling and was filled with various books. At the foot of the bed was a dresser with a t.v. on top and covered in nick knacks, above that was a nailed in shelf with more figurines and a vanity beside the dresser. On the other side of the t.v. was a closet that had clothes spilling out everywhere.

Jena walked over and sat on the end of the bed where she normally sat. Britt sat at the head and turned her television on to Naruto. They sat comfortably and watched the first episode of a Naruto marathon. They kept watching to where Mizuki appeared right after Naruto's failed exam when the T.V. fizzed out.

"Britt, I may be hallucinating but I don't think your T.V. has done that before," Jena said pointing at the screen.

"You're not suffering hallucinations, the screen really has never done that before," Britt said.

Jena grabbed her skate board from where she put it on the floor beside the bed out of habit before walking over to the malfunctioning screen. Brittney walked up beside her and stared. Suddenly, the fuzzy image changed to one of the Kyuubi's prison.

"That wasn't in episode one," Jena remarked.

"It wasn't?"

"No, that doesn't happen until at least episode fifteen or sixteen."

The foxes eyes could be seen through the bars on the screen and it's voice rang out.

"It's time for the truth to be revealed," Jena's face blanked.

"Is that normal Jen?"

"He never says that. The Kyuubi never says something like that in the series or the manga," she said in a monotone.

"Then whats going oonnnnnnnnnn?!" Britt's question ended in a shriek as vortex came out of the image and pulled the girls in; skateboard and all.

When Jena woke up, she was in the middle of Team Seven's training grounds. She looked around and noticed her sister beside her. Except she looked like the picture Jena drew of her as an anime character. Her hair was the same chocolate brown, but she had a mini-skirt on that had chains hanging from it. Her shirt was like Sakura's would be in Shippuden but instead of red it was a deep forest green. She had large bangles on her wrists and a red necklace with Itachi's pendant.

"No fucking way," Jena mumbled. Britt stirred and sat up.

"Jena, is that you?"

"Who else would I be?" she asked confused.

"Sorry, but you look so different," Jena looked down and saw something she never thought possible. She was wearing SHORT-SHORTS!!

"Oh hell no, I look like Revy," she swore. She had really short jean shorts, a mid-drif black shirt and combat boots on her feet. She had a tribal tattoo that covered her entire right shoulder and shoulder blade, along with part of her upper arm. Her hair was a mauve color and to top it all off Jena and Brittney looked like they were TWELVE!! "Onee-chan, you're not going to believe this, but I think we're in the Naruto world."

"You're wrong," she started, "I do believe you. How else could we look like this and magically reversed ages. That worm hole thing doesn't help either."

"I know."

"What are we going to do?" Britt asked worriedly. Jena looked around again and noticed her skateboard beside her.

"Well, my skate board survived," Birtterz growled out something like 'How does that help us?!' but Jena ignored her. "We need to speak to the Hokage, but first we have to figure out if we were sucked into the Japanese Naruto world, in which case I'll have to translate everything, or if we're in the English Naruto world. I think it's most likely the English one considering where we were sent from but I could be wrong."

"So lets go see the Hokage," Britt stood up and started walking. "Hey, all your scars are still there. There's even ones from the most recent incident," she pointed out. Britt was right, Jena was covered in scars.

"I guess I was healed but the marks stay," she sighed. Jena hated those blemishes. The little devils always held unwanted memories. They slowly walked toward where Jena knew the opening to the city of Konoha was in complete silence. However, before they were able to go very far Kakashi popped up.

"Well, what do we have here?" he said in English. "A little Neko-chan and a little panda-chan."

"I guess that answers our question Onee-chan," Jena muttered. "What do you want?"

"I want to know what you two are doing here when I have never seen you in the city before," Kakashi said with his book in his hands.

"Sorry Hentai-sensei but unfortunately we have no idea why we're here." The grey haired man's eye twitched at the name.

"You have quite a mouth on you little girl-

"Call me little again and you get my foot up your ass," Jena snapped.

"Now now, Imouto, you don't need to aggravate Kakashi," Brittney said with her hand on Jena's shoulder.

"Hmm, what's your name?" Brittney was about to speak when Jena cut her off.

"I'm Seraphin, and she's Imara," the goth girl had used the name she and Britt had worked out for her and Jena used one of her real middle names. "Why?"

"I need to know who I'm talking to don't I?"

"I suppose, but now that we have established who we are and that we're obviously not from around here and have no idea how we got here what are you going to do?" Brittney, now Imara, asked.

"I guess we take you to the Hokage," he started to walk in the direction the goth and the socialite were previously going.

"Hold on, I have one more question," Kakashi turned.

"Yes?"

"Is the Third Hokage still in his position?"

"Yeah he is. Problem?"

"Personal," Jena, now Seraphin, answered. Kakashi nodded getting the hint.

As they walked in silence Imara, thought about Seraphin. Her little sister had never really spoken that much to anybody in her life except her and yet she had an entire conversation with Kakashi. Though, she supposed, since Seraphin had been so obsessed with Naruto as an escape from her troubles at home she probably knew the characters of this story better than she knew herself. Imara nodded with satisfaction to herself that, that was the case. She silenced her inner ramblings when a black and blue blur came around the corner and ran into her Imouto.

'If that's who I think it is Jena is so not going to be happy,' Britt thought. Unfortunately she was right.

"What the hell?!" Jena screamed. Her least favorite character had his face in her chest. It was Uchiha Sasuke. Things got worse for her since his fan-girls came around the corner to see this. "Get off me Dipshit!" she pushed the dazed boy off her roughly to the ground.

"She pushed our Sasuke-kun!" one fan girl shrieked while Sasuke stayed on the ground rubbing his head. "Get her!" They advanced on Jena while Brittney and Kakashi stood to the side.

"Shouldn't we help her?" Kakashi asked.

"No, she can handle it," Imara gave off an unusual smirk. The girls started running to Seraphin but were stopped by a glare; frozen in their tracks.

"Take one more step towards me and inconsequentially this boy," she said pointing to Sasuke, "I'll kill you." Her aura was dark and dangerous. it seemed obvious that if any disobeyed they would suffer.

"But you just want Sasuke-kun for yourself," squeaked one.

"I could care less if he jumped off a bridge or screwed every single one of you, but if you advance on him, you advance on me. Leave now and I won't smash your face in so hard it comes out your ass," she growled. The fan-girls felt a shiver go up their spines and promptly ran off.

'This girl is a real piece of work,' Kakashi thought.

Sasuke finally stood up and dusted himself off.

Seraphin turned to him and stared. Uchiha stared right back, until that smirk came out on his face. He held up a hand.

"Uchiha Sasuke," he said. Seraphin smirked and smacked his hand away harshly.

"Seraphin," with that she turned away and continued walking with Kakashi and Imara behind her.

"That was weird," the Jounin mumbled gazing at Jena's back as she trudged ahead, hands in her pockets.

"No, that was just her," Britt said with a smile.

(The Breaky Liney thingy isn't working right now.)

A.N. Yeah I know you people really want me to update my other stories but I need to write and finish this story for a friend. You can probably guess that I changed the names in the story but my friend who reads this will know who they are. I'm sorry if this upsets anyone but my other stories are on hiatus until this one is finished.

Sorry again,

The Psychotic Cherry Blossom