I do not own Naruto.

Okay, I'm starting all over again. I'm not bashing Sakura, no OOC, nothing like that. I want to make this story very good and if I have to start from square one, fine. No flames and no copying. Tell me about any of my flaws in a nice way so that I don't take it... in the wrong way. Oh, and I'm going to mess around with the Sasori fight scene. Thanks for reading my story.

Summary:

I SUCK. I get my favourite shirt stuck on a needle in a cave, I get a V.I.P. seat in a huge fight, I get my butt saved by a younger girl, and an s-ranked missing nin wants to add me to his, 'Collection', AND I forgot to feed my cat!!! SasorixOC

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Does it sound interesting? Did you want to read it just from seeing the title? Is it interesting? Are any of the people OOC? Don't be afraid to tell me NICELY.

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Chapter 1: Stuck

The boulder began to rise, the water rippling. The strange, cloaked people, who were standing on the water, walked inside. How did they walk on water? Without thinking, I stepped into the ankle high water and shuffled a far distance behind them. They must be ninjas... I mean, normal people can't walk on water, unless they're super heroes or something. The water rippled around my ankles, even though I was moving very slowly. I scrunched up my face as I saw the ripples of water. Would they notice? I prayed that they wouldn't, and they didn't. I held my sigh and began to walk toward the side of the cave, in the shadows. The strangers didn't seem to notice, or, they simply didn't care. Once I made it into the shadows, I was praying that I couldn't be seen or heard as I walked sideways, my back against the cool rock wall.

Then, something snagged. My eyes widened and I let out a small gasp. When the gasp came out, I clamped my hands over my mouth praying for invisiblity. When I saw that they didn't notice, I let out my breath and glanced over my shoulder. My eyes widened yet again. My favourite shirt had gotten stuck on a needle!! I'm such a dunce, I shouldn't wear my favourite shirt on an expidition...! I should have worn my second favourite shirt. I clenched my teeth and touched the tip of the needle. I winced as blood began to come out of my index finger. I sucked on it, eyes narrowed, thinking about my luck and how painful it would've been if it was my back insted of my shirt... of maybe even my head! Ouch. I took my finger out of my mouth to inspect the damage.

My eyes widened. I glanced back at the needle to find that it was dripping with a sticky substance. I looked back at my finger again. It burned like crazy!! I sucked on it again, trying to ease the burning. Dammit, that needle was poisonous...! Will it spread through my body if I continue sucking on it? I decided to stop. The burning didn't stop, though. I watched the two cloaked ninja in interest, even though they might kill me. A few minutes later, new people arrive... one has blonde hair and looks really pissed off at the 'mystery men'. I wished that I could dissapear...!! I hate being here, and if they start a battle and miss some targets, I'm screwed!!

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I crossed my fingers, arms, legs, toes, and eyes. I was praying to every god I knew of. I was DYING not to DIE!! If that makes sense, I shouldn't have to explain any further, right? Who am I? Oh, I'm Yokomo, 17 years old, and I am screwed. I was watching a vicious battle scene between an elderly lady and a scorpion puuppet. There's also a pink haired girl there who seems strong. I'm in the shadows, bound to the wall by one, poison dripping needle. If you're wondering how I could've been so stupid, I don't even know the answer. I was simply going exploring one day, since I spend too much time playing video games inside the house. So, I go outside, dressed in jean short shorts and a fishnet shirt, into the woods. Now, I didn't have a backpack, map, or anything, because I was only planning to walk around a bit, you know, around the 'small' forest. No, I don't live in a ninja village. Well, anyway, I saw a very strange thing; a butterfly. I get distracted very easily, you see. Anyway, I followed the butterfly deeper into the forest, got lost, saw two mysterious figures, and decided to follow them. Yes, I followed them all the way to a strange boulder covered cave, and... you know the rest, right?

I tried to be invisable as I watched the fight with great interest. No one really seemed to be backing down. The scorpion puppet spat out needles; the same kind as the one holding me against the wall. I am watching as the pink haired girl dodges all of them effortlessly. Same with the old lady! I gulped and prayed again. I wished that I could get the hell outa there! I began to thrash again, trying to break loose, but no use. My net top seems to be very strong right now... ugh. I hate this. What if I'm stuck here forever, never to see the light of day? What if I DIE here because of my utter stupidity?? I glared at the ground, thinking of depressing crap just to make me even more depressed.

My cat didn't give me a hug this morning... he probably hates me. He's probably jumping for joy now that I'm lost, gone, I thought gloomily. Then, I heard a sound.

It was a loud 'CRACK!' that echoed through the cave. I heard it clearly. My eyes widened as the smoke cleared. The fat one was killed? Just like that? Then, I raised my gaze a little. Behind the wreck, there was a man in a cloak with some black cloth over his head. I cocked my head and began to wriggle again. I had to get out of here. I could hear murmuring this time, but I hardly caught anything. I looked over to the elderly lady. Her expression became sad. I looked over to the cloaked man, my eyes widened slowly.

Wow... I mean, WOW. He had taken off the cloth and I didn't want to admit it, but this guy, was HOT. I'd love to be the pink haired girl right now!! I glanced over to her, only to find that she looked shocked. Was she surprised by his utter hotness as well? They talked for a few minutes.

Then, I heard, "Wanna see what else's up my sleeve?"

It was the hot guy. I looked over. A scroll had dropped from his sleeve. Haha, funny. I wriggled some more, kinda NOT wanting to know what else was up his sleeve. I wiggled and wiggled, ignoring the fight. I just needed to be free! I needed to get home!! Suddenly, there was an explosion. I pretended not to hear it and continued to wriggle around, not really caring that my favourite shirt was compltely ruined. Then, I heard coughing and shouting.

"I AM GOING TO DEFEAT YOU!!"

I stopped, looking over to the pink haired girl. Oh, she was the one who blew something up?? Wow, I really need to get out of here before I end up dead!!! I wiggled more. Then, I heard more clanging and shouting. I ignored it all, concentrating on getting out of this mess. My shirt was ripping slowy. Ugh, that's IT! I grabbed my shirt and tugged, only to rip of more of my shirt. But, I still wasn't free. I clenched my teeth and pulled again. I started walking, everything. I still wasn't free!!

How can I get myself out of this 'jam'?

I COULD take off my top and walk around in my bra...

I COULD grab the needle and yank it out.

I COULD scream for help.

But you probably know why I can't do any of those. It was a life death situation!! I decided to take off my top. I reached down for my top, but then, there was a loud clanging noise. I jumped slightly, shocked. Then,

"Hic, hic!"

I clamped my hands over my mouth, forgetting about my sicky situation. I glanced over to the people in the fight. They were all looking my way. I wanted to scream with frusturation. I just hiccuped!! How could they possibly hear me?? The pink haired girl walked toward me, a worried look on her face. I grinned sheepishly and began to tug on my shirt again, wanting to sink through the floor and become one with the earth. Sadly, that was never going to happen. She looked over me, checking for injuries and glanced at the needle over and over.

"Are you okay, ma'm?" she asked in a polite way.

It took me a while to realize I was older than her. I smiled, "Uh... no."

She smiled a bit, "Do you want me to get that needle out? Did it cut your back?"

I shivered a bit, imagining the poison getting into my system, "Um... no... but, uh, sorry, um..."

She just nodded and yanked the needle out with ease. I glared at the needle. The girl smiled.

"I'm Sakura, who are you, if you don't mind me asking?"

I stuck out my hand, "I'm Yokomo... uh... yeah."

I ran my hand through my long, red hair. Yes, long red hair. Sakura smiled, "I love your hair. It's to die for!"

I frowned, "It's to die FROM. I like your hair more. You're really lucky. Is that your natural color?"

She smiled, "Yup!!"

I grinned, "That's so cool. Uh, sorry to interrupt your... fight. I really didn't mean to!"

She smiled kindly, "You should wait here! Don't worry, he won't lay a finger on you! I promise!"

Sakura smiled in a determined way. I smiled back, even though I was worried about staying. Okay, I didn't even know these people really well... and I can't fight in any way...

"Okay..."

Sakura nodded. "Oh, yeah, you should really be careful about your shirt... it's all ripped up, so cover up!!"

I laughed. Sakura giggled as well, but, before Sakura could even turn, needles were sent toward us. Sakura's eyes widened and she tackled me to the ground, the needles stuck to the wall, poison dripping. Sakura panted and got off of me to glare at the redhead. I got up, too, holding up my shirt. I decided to ask Sakura a question.

"Sakura-chan... who is that?" I asked quietly. Sakura kept glaring at him.

"Suna no Sasori. He's part of the Akatsuki and is reallu dangerous. Stay back, Yokomo-chan."

She fisted her hand and took a step toward Sasori. He glared.

"I hate to wait. Don't keep me waiting."

Sakura scowled and grabbed my upper arm. She pulled me along with her as she ran away from the needles that were thrown at us. Sakura kept on cursing. Wow, even though I'm older, I don't even ise some of those words. Soon, we were next to the old lady, panting.

"Chiyo-baa-sama! This is Yokomo! She has to stay with us..!"

Chiyo looked over to me with a serious expression, "Please stay back. Sasori will not hesitate to kill you, Yokomo."

I gulped and nodded wordlessly, glancing at Sasori, who was looking at me with a bored expression. I looked down. It was probably just bad circumstances, right? I just met Sasori at the wrong place at the wrong time. If we had met somewhere else, maybe he wouldn't be so ruthless... no. Didn't Sakura say Akatsuki? THE Akatsuki?

The Akatsuki was known as the conquest of strength. They were strong and dangerous and only the bravest of the brave take on them. I suddenly had new respect for Sakura and Chiyo. No, it's not that I didn't respect them before, it's just that now I actually have more faith in them. I had a feeling that Sakura was strong.

And, yet, even though I don't even know Sasori, I have a feeling that maybe he may understand me. How come I feel like that? I glanced over to Sasori again. He was fighting two puppets that Chiyo had brought out. I wish I could fight like that.

Sakura also was staring in awe. I smiled a bit. Sakura is such a nice little girl.

I decided to go look for a rock or something, in case something happened... you know?? Then, in some sort of twisted way, I could defend myself. Maybe I could say, 'Hey, I have a rock!! I'm not afraid to use it!'? Maybe. Then at least I could go down fighting, if at all.

I found a stone and shakily stood up. I was standing beside Sakura. Sakura was shorter than me by only an inch or so. I was always pretty short. Anyway, Sasori and Chiyo were still fighting... or rather, their puppets were fighting. I glanced over at Sakura, who was preparing to land a fist on Sasori. While he was fighting?? Somehow, I didn't think attacking him while he was fighting someone else was fair. I was about to say something, but she was already charging toward Sasori, fist ready. I gasped. Wait, why did I care? Why did I care if Sasori were to be hit by Sakura, the nice girl?

Sakura was almost there. She seems to be moving in slow motion. I closed my eyes and scrunched up my face, preparing to hear a scream or shout, or something. But, I didn't hear any screaming. There was a little gust of wind, and then I was lifted off the ground by my neck. Someone was choking me!!

Now, unlike some idiots who grab the attaker's wrist, I immedietly kicked the guy in the groin. The person didn't even budge!! I opened one eye, the other one still closed tightly. It was...

Sasori.

I kicked him in the groin again, my open eye watching his expression. Nothing. I smirked, ignoring the fact that I couldn't breathe.

"That should of hurt, you ARE a MAN after all, right??" I choked out. He gave me a lazy smirk.

"I'm only half."

Okay, what??? Both my eyes were open now, staring at him in shock. Before I could ask him anything, he threw me against the wall. Ow. My back came in contact with the hard cave wall, blood leaking out of the side of my mouth.

Sakura called my name, but I didn't listen. I was too busy trying to glare Sasori down. I was loosing. I scoffed and looked down at my shirt. The front was okay... but most of my upper back was bare. I muttered as Sakura rushed to my side, asking me questions.

"Are you okay?! Sasori should'nt have done that!! And I almost got him, too!!"

I coughed out some blood, causing Sakura to ask more questions.

"Oh my god! Hold on, I'm a medic, so don't worry! You'll be fine!!"

I didn't look at her face. I stared past her, at Sasori and Chiyo. They were fighting again. Chiyo-baa-sama kept sending me worried glances. I managed a smile to Sakura.

"I'm fine, Sakura-chan. That's enough."

She nodded and stopped healing my back. Wait, what?

"Hey, you're a medic?" I asked Sakura. She nodded proudly.

"Yup! Say the word and I'll teach you the basics!"

I shook my head, "Nah, that's fine. I'm not a ninja. Just plain ol' Yokomo."

She giggled a bit, "Okay, okay. Well, you handled that really well!"

I nodded, "Thanks. Well, you should go back... go get em'!"

Sakura nodded, smiled, got up, and took her place next to Chiyo. I sat against the wall, trying deep breathing to calm myself down. I hate getting hurt. I hate hurting people. I'm not a violent person, I'm not conceited, or anything like that. I usually speak my mind, and I don't really care about how I look.

Right now I have short blue jean shorts, a ripped black net top, black boots with no heels, long, red hair, green eyes, I dunno, I look weird, or at least, I think so. I also have this blue bucket hat!! But, my cat's probably chewing it up right now at home. Damn I forgot to feed him. His name is Skittles, mostly because I love skittles and refused to name him anything else.

Well, anyway, Sasori and Sakura are fighting again. Sakura has strings attatched to her and Chiyo seems to be controlling her... somehow...

I watched as Sasori moved gracefully, making the puppets move. I smiled, even though he could have killed me. How come I don't want Sasori to die? How come I'm worried that Sakura might kill him? Why do I care???? Sasori is a bad guy. I'm a good guy. I'm batman with the cool theme song and he's the ugly goblin that everyone hates, except not ugly. Okay, who am I kidding? Sasori can win awards with his looks! I'd actually pay to see him. I wonder why he was in that fat, ugly scorpion thing... why would he want to hide?

I pushed my bangs out of the way and tried to think of ways to go home. I could tap my shoes together and say, 'There's no place like home', I could trade my soulk with super powers, I could ask the tooth fairy if she can make me magically go home, OR I could steal Santa's raindeer. OR I could just sneak of. It's not like anyone cares, right?

Okay, I began to run out of the cave, completely ugnoring the faint pain in my back. I looked over my shoulder to check if anyone was following. No one. Haha. I smirked and continued running. Light! I was outside of the cave, back to the river and trees and sky and birds!! Hooray! I began to do a little dance in the ankle high water, pleased with the fact that I made it outside of the hell hole.

Then, I was knocked out.

Next Chapter: Collection

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WHAT???? What do you mean the Sasori that Sakura and Chiyo were fighting wasn't the real Sasori??? What the hell is that???? You didn't want to waste time?? What??? You wanted to add me to your collection? What collection? What are you talking about?? HOW COME THIS IS HAPPENING TO ME?? WHERE did I go wrong??

LMFAO. That was fun to write. Was Sakura OOC?? Do you think that anyone's not believable? I read it over, and I think I did okay... for the most part. Okay, I know it's bad, but I didn't want to have some random girl get to join the Akatsuki. I think that I'm going to like this idea better. I like writing stuff like this.

I you think that this is not believable enough, put it on your review, otherwise, I'm not listening. Don't forget to be nice. I suffer from extreme senstivity... um, yeah. I like critisism that helps me become a better writer. That's cool. Please be honest and don't jump to conclusions.

Okay, if ANYONE is offended, please tell me and I will do something about it.

I may not update on my stories for a while. I'm going to attend a new school... I have to get a new bag... stuff like that. School supplies. Anyway, Please R&R! I will get another chapter up!

Thx, again!