The Problem with Self-Inserts is...
A Naruto Fanfiction by MangaGeek3
and RoyalVicTorie
Chapter One: That They Always Have Some Ridiculous Premise.
It was a beautiful spring morning. One of those days where you can't help but find your way outside because the air was as lovely as waking up to the smell of baking cinnamon rolls. Though it was only partly cloudy, both Samantha and Victoria found themselves chilling in the backyard of Victoria's freshly bought home.
Now, Victoria wasn't the type of person to go outside and bask in the joy of the wind and sun. It was simply because of Samantha's desire to bask that her dear friend relented. The two were situated on the convenience of two grey lawn chairs in front of the pear tree that had been planted however many years ago (long enough to allow pears to grow every season.) As the two best friends generally did, Samantha and Victoria enjoyed each other's presence all while being occupied with some such thing or other. Most times, the two friends would chill, each taking out a laptop to write on their stories, or playing on their phones. Other times, they would simply talk about anything and everything: from their dream house if they had a million bucks, to what they would do if they were stranded on an island.
Once, they had even delved into what would happen if they ever landed themselves in their favorite anime with only one item. They both had a good laugh when Victoria had taken Kirito's sword into Wallflower. Not quite what Samantha had intended, but it had the same effect, anyhow.
While they sat, basking in the light, they talked about their dreams for the future. With neither of the friends married, and no prospects for the future, their lives were taking a different turn then they had imagined. They decided they'd be best friends for life, and perhaps even a little incorrigible when they felt tickled to be so. Oh what sort of grannies they would be when they were old and wrinkly! Until then, though, they laughed about their musings, both secretly planning on making a few of them into reality.
Neither of them could have predicted what would soon become their reality, though. Not in their wildest dreams. Okay, not in their wildest, realistic dreams.
"Hey, Tori," Samantha said, a little curiosity perking her voice, "do you see that?" The woman, just shy of five feet, seven inches, stood from her appointed-by-herself spot, and walked towards something shiny that was poking out of the ground. Victoria's sister had moved into her home with her family to help pay the rent and had effectively taken it upon herself to redo the backyard by planting a small garden next to the pear tree. The little decorations they used certainly made the spot a simple beauty.
Samantha held onto her nerdy hat atop of her head (its backward placement making her feel the teensiest bit cool) while she bent down to grab the shiny object that must have been brought closer to the surface from the digging for the little garden. It was fairly easy to pull the object out of the ground, in any case. After wiping off the excess dirt, Samantha perceived the item to be a small marble, though it shined like diamond. Wonder filled her eyes as she turned to her friend.
"I am so totally keeping this!" Samantha grinned as she walked back to her seat to show off its beauty to her best friend. Victoria, who had been softly singing along to the hipster music spewing from her phone's wimpy speaker finally cracked an eye open against the golden glare of late afternoon as Samantha ambled back across the small yard.
"Keeping what?" Victoria asked, toes still wiggling along to the music.
Giggling gleefully, Samantha bounced into her seat before showing the marble off between her thumb and pointer finger. "This!" The sun bounced off the glass ball's smooth edges, showering the ground in dozens of small lights as if a tiny alien ship had begun its descent.
Victoria shifted a little in the only-so-comfortable lawn chair before reaching out with a "gimmie" wiggle of her fingers. When Samantha didn't immediately give it up, Victoria gave her a wounded look. "Let me see it.." the slightly younger, but more jaded woman pleaded.
Samantha raised an eyebrow, slightly suspicious. "You are seeing it."
"Let me see it with my fingers," Victoria corrected. For extra effect, she gave an exaggerated version of the puppy-dog eyes Tori's little sisters frequently tried on her. "It is from my own yard, after all. Before you play finder's-keepers, ya gotta let me see it, Columbus."
Amused and with a slight roll of her eyes, Samantha admired the stone a moment longer before placing the stone in her best friend's palm. "Alright, fine. But don't drop it! That thing looks fragile."
Behind her thick glasses, Victoria's blue eyes made a thoughtful examination of the mysterious orb. "That's kinda weird," she mused. "It's throwing the light like a diamond would, but it's totally smooth. I wonder if there's something inside that's causing it: like some sort of reverse disco ball. It probably fell off a decoration thingy." She played with it a minute more, twisting the ball to throw light speckles up the side of the pale-pink garage. "What'll you do with it?" Victoria handed it back.
Samantha studiously admired the marble once more, "This'll be a beautiful decoration for my manga bookshelf! There's always room for more knick-knacks. Not to mention," she added, "this thing deserves a display shelf." Letting the sunlight shine against the marble one last time before intending to place it into her pocket for safe keeping, Samantha found her fingers wouldn't budge. "Um…." She cleared her throat, concerned, "This didn't seem to be sticky when you held it, did it?"
Victoria looked up from her phone screen. "Um, no. But maybe your fingers got some pear juice on it. Man, I should really clean up those ones that fell on the ground..." But based on the way she totally settled back into Pinterest scrolling, that was something that was gonna wait for another day, once again.
Snorting before furrowing her brow, Samantha blinked quickly, shaking her hand to try and unstick the marble. "If this were from pear juice, you'd think it wouldn't be stuck like glue!" Truly, try as she might, the pale-blue haired girl couldn't remove her fingers off the marble. "Blast! Maybe this wasn't a good idea," she mumbled, deciding to use her shoe to try and force the marble off. With little success, she turned back to her friend.
"Are you sure you didn't put super glue on this…?" Samantha's voice drifted as she held the marble up to her friend, eyes slightly widening when it seemed to be glowing brighter than before. Call me crazy, but I'm pretty sure this is thing is glowing! She couldn't help but think as she rested her elbow on the arm of the lawn chair.
This time, Victoria was the one to arch an eyebrow. "Do you see me holding any superglue?" she drawled. "Besides, it takes forever for that stuff to dry enough to actually work." But, like a good friend, she tucked her phone into her bra and grabbed the marble to try pulling it from Sam's fingers. "What the?"
Samantha stared sardonically at her friend, "See?" She said matter of fact, "Now who's the crazy one?" Incidentally, as soon as she made the comment, the marble pulsed against their fingers in tune with the brightness of the light radiating through the marble.
"Uh, Tori, do you see that?"
"Uh..I think so," the normally at least somewhat rational woman said. Tilting her head, Victoria pushed up her glasses using her right shoulder and blinked. "It's..like, moving, right? You felt that too? What sorta voodoo magic is this? You found something super weird in my backyard, Sam-Sam, or is this some gag thing from Loot Crate?"
"You think I'd put in the effort to bury this in your backyard?" Samantha laughed, nervously, "Man, that'd be an awesome prank! But, uh… this is definitely not me." As the two friends spoke, the marble pulsed faster, like a heartbeat. The light grew brighter and brighter until both Samantha and Tori had to shield their eyes from its light. Then, without further adieu, the light engulfed the two friends and it seemed to Samantha as if time had stopped and she could think no more.
Most normal, sober adults don't deal often with being unconscious. So regaining consciousness was something that Victoria didn't have a great deal of experience with. Bright light, pounding headache, weird muscle soreness: not fun. So once she regained mental connection to her throat, the first thing Victoria chose to do was protest the unfairness of it to the universe. "Owwie…" Distantly, a bird chirped. With that reassurance from the universe that it had at least heard her complaint, she decided to next try opening her eyes a little.
That was not her best plan. She closed them again, real quick. This time, she tried just moving her arms. That wasn't too bad. She could feel grass and dirt and all that. Outside. Okay. We'll start with that then: I am outside. What happened before I woke up half-dead? It took a frustratingly long time to put it together, but by the time she had managed to get sitting up, she could remember the weird ball and the rushing lights. Victoria sighed heavily and rubbed the back of her fist against her left eyebrow in the vague hopes that would stop her growing headache. "Ughh.." Finally, she blinked her eyes back open. It was a blurry world. "Where's my glasses?"
Having also never had the experience of being unconscious before, Samantha groaned quietly, feeling the splitting headache loud and clear. She opened her blurry eyes to view the world around her and noted, with nary a passing thought, that they were "not in kansas anymore".
"Ugh," Samantha growled again, sitting up. Her hand landed on something hard, "Hey!" she croaked out, "It's both our glasses! How in the world did we lose those?" She placed her eyes back on with a practiced ease while handing over Victoria's, "And where in the world are we?"
"What do you mean?" Tori grumbled before managing to apply her glasses. The return of the lenses, however, brought reality more sharply into focus, and that reality was not the tiny backyard full of dropped pears and peeling pink paint. Instead, the two of them were sitting on a grassy outcropping overlooking a large valley like neither of them had ever seen. Towering pine trees sprouted just below their hill like the furry skirt of a very unlikely Christmas tree. Surprisingly far to their left housetops peeked through the tree line, and birds wheeled above it. "Um, dude. What the heck? I've got work tomorrow!"
Slightly amused, though more concerned, Samantha viewed the same scenery as her friend. "I've got no idea. Luckily, I don't work for another two days! This works out in my favor, eh?" She giggled nervously. In the face of unlikely happenstances, Samantha's response tended to be towards the calm side, at least until she knew if there was anything to be stressed about or not. She stood, stretching, rubbing her backside in the process. "How did we end up here in the first place?" She asked, not actually expecting an answer. Except, it was then that she saw the diamond marble, glinting the sunlight innocently several steps away. "The last thing I remember is being in your backyard…" She bent down to pick up the marble.
"Don't touch that!" Victoria shrieked too late. But when Sam didn't disappear in a cloud of sparkly lights, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Seriously, put that down! Or do you want to..whatever the heck happened, again?"
"Good point," Samantha agreed, stuffing the marble in her pocket. When her fingers didn't stick to it, she grinned and showed her friend, "luckily we've got nothing to worry about! Besides… don't you know that when an object is the reason something happened to you, you don't want to leave it behind? Total classic manga action!"
Victoria sighed and ran a hand through her maroon hair. "Nothing to worry about?" she repeated after a minute. "I think we kinda need to be worried about the fact that we appear to have been drugged and then dragged out into the middle of the wilderness while unconcious.. You know, if this is just some elaborate stunt to get me to go hiking with you, I'm gonna be annoyed."
Samantha laughed outright, then, "I don't know enough people to pull off this kind of stunt." She looked around herself, taking in the view of the city down below, "Do you think somebody could've hired Ashton Kutcher to prank us? Who do you know that would be willing to do that?"
It was kind of a scary situation, and Samantha could tell Tori was close to freaking out. Deciding to inject a little humor, Samantha looked to the sky and shouted with a fist, "Curse you, palm tree!" Long ago, a fourteen-year-old Victoria had done the same thing in utter frustration after getting lost in a palm-tree shaped halloween maze. Sam hoped the reminder would calm her down, but it at least helped Samantha herself to laugh.
Knowing she would never live down the infamous palm-tree moment from fifteen years earlier, Victoria didn't bother to point out that they had been undone by a shiny glass ball this time, not a monstrously bad corn maze. She laughed a little too. Sam's joke had worked.
"But really, I didn't do this." Samantha promised. She pushed up her own glasses nervously.
"Well, someone did," Victoria pointed out just as uneasily. "And whoever it was was strong enough to drag my unconscious body. Or at least had enough friends around to do so. That really creeps me out." Shivering, Victoria wrapped her arms around herself. She was not a skinny girl. Her solidness, in fact, was usually pretty comforting reassurance against kidnapping attempts. So this thought was enough to really get her anxiety going. "We should call one of our parents. This is scary."
"That's not a bad idea," Samantha agreed. She went to pull out her phone from her pocket, as she never went anywhere without it, when dread filled her soul. Her phone wasn't on her. You'd think that wasn't that big of a deal, but for how often Samantha listened to her anime music through her phone, not to mention how often she texted her friends and family (and the fact that cell phones were super expensive!) she couldn't afford to lose it.
"Crap, crap, crap!" Samantha panicked, "I don't have my phone on me! Do you think someone would've taken it?" She quickly patted her head, "Oh good! At least I've got my hat!"
Victoria's own hand flew instantly to her collarbone where the reassuring shape of her phone was quickly discovered. "Phew. I at least have mine. Crazy kidnappers didn't touch my boobs." Here, Samantha snickered. "That's reassuring, okay?" Victoria quickly unlocked the screen and flicked to the phone app. But the call didn't connect. "Oh. We're out of service range. I'm not even getting roaming." She frowned a little, seeing that Samantha was still really distressed. "Your phone probably just fell out of your pocket at the house," she assured. "Or..maybe in the grass here?" She immediately began to search through the grass near where Samantha had woken up.
"I hope you're right." Samantha scanned the grass near her as well, finding no evidence of her phone anywhere. "I guess it doesn't matter right now since we don't have any service, but still." In the midst of looking without any success, her stomach growled. Once again, looking up at the sky, Samantha could see that the sun was nearly at its peak. "My guess is that it's about lunch time. We should probably head down towards that city and figure out where we are while we get something to eat." Though she felt naked without her phone, there was nothing either of them could do.
"I guess that's as good a plan as any," Victoria agreed firmly. Slowly, she got to her feet, still feeling a little weak-kneed from earlier. "Man, this sucks." She tossed her hair up into a very messy bun, straightened the skirt of her dress and then nodded confidently. "Well, let's get walking then. Hiking is better than having to pee in the woods, at least. Let's get to that city!"
"Ah, it's not that bad." Samantha laughed, "let's just hope we can figure out how to get down, yo." Tugging down the hem of her very cool Totoro shirt, Samantha likewise straightened the set of her Hidden Leaf hat. Armor in place, the warrior-woman pumped a fist at the sky. "Ikou!"
It was rough going, but they did eventually find a place where the cliff down to the treeline wasn't quite so extreme and Samantha, the bolder and definitely more athletic one, began to carefully scoot down it. Victoria initially tried to follow, but when her scooting kept knocking lose dirt and rocks, she opted to wait at the top til Sam was already down. Besides, her grumpy feet were only too grateful for a break. As she waited, Victoria studied the mountains around them, trying to orient herself like she did at home. "More cliffs than mountains," she corrected herself. Tipping her head to the side, she looked at one that looked weirdly like an ear. "One of these rocks looks like an ear," she called down to Sam. Amused, Victoria tried to find other weird rock formations and began to notice that the cliff didn't just have an ear, but it had a jawline too, and what could have been hair. Victoria carefully got to her feet and followed the edge of their particular hill as far to the side as she could. What she could see from the new angle was….just unimaginable. She had to sit down and think very hard for a few minutes. Pulling out her phone, she then took a picture of what she could see. Finally, she stood up and made her way back to the top of the slope that Sam had picked her way down. "Hey, Sam-Sam!" she called.
"Hey, what!" Samantha answered, equally as loud. Down at the base of their hill, Samantha had been scouting: walking along the edge of their cliff and checking for some sort of path through the underbrush. Turning back, she walked to the base of the hill and looked up at her friend who was still at the top. "Aren't you gonna make your way down? I'm hungry!"
Like the veriest lady, Victoria sat down and began to butt-scoot her own way down. "So..hypothetically - since we are so good at the hypothetical game - "
"It's true," Samantha interrupted.
"So, hypothetically," Victoria repeated, unphased, "do you remember when we talked about what anime world we would most want to visit?"
"Well duh, of course I do. We kinda talk about it a lot," Samantha smirked.
"And I was very pro-Food Wars, cuz it would still be modern Japan, real toilets, cell-phones work, ridiculously good food, but hot Japanese guys, stuff like that?"
"Sure, sure," Samantha drawled, "I'm not sure I get where you're going with this…" She pursed her lips teasingly and raised an eyebrow at Victoria.
"Which one did you always say you wanted? Not Fullmetal, right? Cuz of the creepy zombie-armies and Hitler-man-Fuhrer government."
"Well, true. I did decide against Fullmetal because it was kinda creepy. Plus…" Samantha giggled, "Edward already fell in love with Winry, and Mustang was obviously in love with Hawkeye."
"Right! And so then I countered with how cool Skip Beat would be with all the awesome acting and costumes, but you suggested Haikyū.." Victoria stopped in her scooting for a minute to brush some gravel off the palms of her hands. She took a second to also mourn how dirty her leggings were getting.
"Seriously, dude! Getting to watch as the Crows become superbly awesome would just be… well… freaking awesome! Not to mention getting to finally see how the Little Giant works… ah man… that'd be so cool!" Samantha couldn't help but fangirl about her favorite mangas and animes, she just felt way too much passion about it.
Victoria eyeballed her friend for a long moment. Samantha really was a super awesome friend, but she was sometimes a little too main-character. Tori wasn't quite sure how Sam was gonna react to what she had seen at the top of the hill. And if they were somehow stuck in some ridiculous anime-esque storyline, Sam's reaction was gonna ultimately dictate whether they were gonna end with a comedy or a tragedy. Tori, for all her nihilistic humor, did ultimately like being alive if only for her cats, Dr. Pepper, and Netflix. So..it was at least a little important they didn't die on the side of the mountain or end up being horribly tortured by homunculi. "So..hypothetically, what would you do if you ended up in the Hidden Leaf village?"
"Hypothetically?" Samantha repeated, curiously, "Well, obviously I'd wanna see which era we were in, because getting stuck in Hashirama's era would kinda suck. A lot. If anything, I'd hope we were in Naruto's era! I mean… for how much he grows… he's an awesome character. Not to mention getting to meet Shikamaru and Gaara and Kakashi… maybe even Jiraiya. Dude, that'd be so cool!" Victoria's eyes glazed a little. She was not nearly as fervid a fan of Naruto and was probably only recognizing like a third of the names. Samantha tucked her thumbs into the tops of her pants pockets and gazed off thoughtfully at the mountainside. "Granted, I'd probably obviously be wondering how I was going to get back to our world, because… ya know… I have cats to feed, and debt… lots of debt… ugh… Maybe I would just enjoy my time there because then I wouldn't have to think about paying bills." The idea that she'd never had to pay her bills again sounded amazing; Samantha could've drooled.
"Do you think you'd, like, be able to live there okay?" Victoria asked, slowly scooting the last five yards. "You know quite a bit. Could you blend in as a ninja, do you think?"
"As a ninja? Well, that'd be super awesome! But I wonder if I'd be too old," Samantha mused, "I guess I'd try it. My best bet would probably be Hinata! I mean… her style is most similar to the karate I've taken." She thoughtfully glanced at their surroundings as she spoke, "but live there? Forever, you mean? I don't know. I feel like it'd get kinda lonely without family, ya know? Then again, I've never been in that situation so, who knows? Maybe I'd be fine! It'd be fun for a while, in any event!"
Victoria pursed her lips thoughtfully and then nodded her head. "Well, whoever drug us up that mountain, they must have been at least as big of fans as you," she declared.
"Why?" Samantha asked, curious. She held out a hand to her her friend as Tori neared the bottom.
Gripping Sam's hand, Tori pulled herself up. She dusted her dress off and then pulled out her phone. "Cuz look what crazy thing I saw carved into the mountain up there." She passed over the phone, opened to the picture she had taken a few minutes before. The golden sandstone had been painstakingly carved into a man's face with hard eyes and a very distinctive headband. "That's a Hidden Leaf symbol, right? Like the main village in Naruto?"
"And you took that?" Samantha asked, skeptically, "Just now?" She turned her gaze up the rocky hill, trying to see what her friend saw. What Tori was suggesting seemed a little too crazy.
"Yeah," Victoria said. She played with a loose strand of hair that had fallen from her half-hearted bun. "Weird right? The only thing that I can figure - the only thing that makes any kind of sense is that some crazy super-fan carved it and then for funsies kidnapped two random people to drop off in a place where they could almost see their Mount Hokage-More.. Which is super weird, but somehow otaku serial killer is way more logical than, what, we got pulled into another dimension and are only a few miles away from the actual Hidden Leaf village?" She laughed, to show it was a joke, but there was a little too much strain in it to be light-hearted. The mountain had been huge. It was too crazy to imagine anyone actually going to that level of fan service for a show that had only been around for a decade or two. Jane Austen fans rebuilding Pemberley? Sure! Carving a mountain for a minor character that gets mentioned only a few times? No way..
"So, kind of like the Truman show… except we obviously have knowledge of the plot and whatnot." Samantha hummed her response, "the only weird thing - well, apart from the possibility that we're in Konoha, is that I never saw anyone come into your backyard. Did you?"
"Well, no," Victoria confessed. "But - I don't..I don't know. This is all super weird. I just want to get to that village, call my mom, and figure out how to get home. And I'm definitely gonna call in a sick day for work cuz I'm gonna be way to freaked out for the next seven years to think about anything else. And I'm getting myself a security system." Victoria began to stubbornly and determinedly stomp towards the vague promise of civilization to the left.
Samantha chewed on her lip, thinking about the possibilities, before belated realizing Tori had already begun walking again. "Yeah, it's definitely weird." She stated once she caught up. They walked for a while in silence, trudging their way closer towards the city. Samantha occasionally watched her feet as she walked, not wanting to trip as she sometimes did so when lost in thought. The possibility that they were in an anime was unlikely. The more realistic idea that they had been kidnapped but a crazy-otaku fanatic was most likely what had happened. They'd definitely been ambushed. Samantha secretly wouldn't have been surprised if it was Tori's neighbors. They weren't really friendly with Tori or Samantha when she was over and they were all outside at the same time.
Soon enough, they'd come across the outskirts of the town. The houses, while seemingly new, had the flair of Japanese-esque styles. Victoria insisted they stop before they passed the first house to wait to see if any people were around. There were plenty of chickens clucking in one yard, and there was a goat bleating somewhere further down the road. Ducking down behind a fence, the two unwilling travelers debated fiercely about how crazy the theoretical serial killer had to be to construct a full town and feed the chickens or if it was just a peaceful village that had a serial killer lurking in its woods and defacing the mountains. "Well, I guess it just comes down to the fact that I still don't have cell service," Victoria finally declared, defeat in her voice, "So you win. We will go walk into the village and hope it isn't some mega trap that's gonna end with us raped and dead."
"Well… we could steal a buncha eggs and cook them." Samantha offered as a second option. "I'm super hungry," she pointed out with a smirk, "in case you couldn't tell."
"Stealing is a bad idea for two reasons," Tori retorted, "First, it makes Jesus sad, second, it would be a great way to get us arrested rather than actually getting us home. We are not kidnapping a chicken either. C'mon. Let's go get you some ramen." She bravely stood up and stepped away from the questionable cover of the picket fence.
"That's only if this place is actually Konoha that we'd get arrested. But alright," she conceded, "ramen should be fine. I hear that Ichiraku's is amazing!" She laughed to herself, "Ichiraku's is the place that Naruto always eats at!" She offered, in case Tori had no idea what that meant. After all, it was Samantha who was the lover of the Naruto anime.
"Ha. Ha." Victoria scowled playfully. Rolling her eyes, she tossed her hair saucily. "Very funny. You're just lucky I have my wallet. But you are so buying me some Wendys when we get home."
At the mention of money, Samantha stopped in her tracks. "Uh oh. What if they don't actually take our money…? What if we go hungry? What would we do, then?" She lamented at the thought of not getting any food any time soon.
Victoria stopped and placed her hand on her friend's elbow. "Samantha," she said gently, "It'll be okay. We are gonna find someone to help us get to the police. They will help us contact our parents. They'll make sure we are safe, and I bet they will help us get some food too, okay? Worst comes to worst, we can find someone to buy my iphone, okay? Just...don't be so hangry and trust me, alright? I panic often enough that I think of every possibility. I got a pretty good idea how to keep us alive if this is any kind of regular human Earth village. You just decide what to do if it is actually Kona-hu-whatever, kay?"
Samantha scoffed, "Me? Hangry? I don't think that's a real thing." She playfully stuck her tongue out at her friend, "but alright. Sounds like a plan." They began walking in the direction where they saw people milling about the streets on the other side of the farm they had stopped in front of, when they both heard a loud huffing coming from down an alleyway to their right.
"C'mon, Lee! You can do this! Only three more miles left to go!"
"Okay, sensei! And if I can't do these last three miles, then I'll make sure to do at least one-hundred laps around Konoha on just one leg!"
"That's the spirit!" Cried the same voice encouraging the other. Their huffing intensified, sounding to Samantha as if it were getting closer to their position. So surprised at the voices (well, most pointedly, the names they were proclaiming) that neither Samantha, nor Victoria noticed the two men coming from the alleyway behind them. Apparently, the two character's had been so immersed in their own training or… whatever it had been they were doing, they didn't notice the two girls in front of them and Samantha soon found herself being bowled over on her side by a blur of green. For the second time that day, Sam hit the ground, hard. Elbow banged and legs sprawled, she squawked in surprise and pain. It was like all the air left her lungs at once and left fire behind. Coughing roughly, she only managed to push herself up onto one arm before she suddenly felt someone very, very close to her. A man, presumably the one who had just smashed into her was laying on the ground beside her, closer than she could possibly handle. He was huge, easily six feet tall and muscled like a boxer. His heavy tactical vest was brushing against her shoulder and her eyes were automatically directed to his adam's apple just above the ribbed neck of his green sweater. Finally, her eyes were drawn upwards.
Stunned, by more than just the lack of air, Samantha could only blink, uncomprehendingly at the face that was too, too close to hers: the black, bowl-cut hair. The thick, bushy black eyebrows. The white teeth that gleamed in the sunlight. He was a real man, not some anime drawing, but there was no denying she recognized that face. She knew that face! "..Might Guy?"
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