The Sakurazaki Chronicles: Tsubasa

by Hohoemi yo Towa ni

Sakurazaki Setsuna is an orphan that holds many secrets. On her way to a kendo match in another city, she falls asleep, waking up in a different world- the Naruto world! SasukexOC, SasukeOC, SasuxOC, SasuOC, SasxOC, SasOC, Please R&R!

1. Preface

The Sakurazaki Chronicles—Tsubasa

By Emi

MC: Setsuna, Sasuke, mainly Konohagakure ninja

MS: Feudal Japan; the pre-Shippuuden period of Naruto

MT: Romance, Adventure, Angst, Friendship, Fantasy, Death

Rating: 13-18 year olds (Teen-Mature)

Disclaimer: The author does not own Naruto in any way, shape or form. However, she does own her OCs, including a small amount of their jutsus. The author also does not own the Uglies series by Scott Westerfeld, Mahou Sensei Negima! by Akamatsu Ken, Chobits by CLAMP, Tsubasa by CLAMP, xxxHolic by CLAMP, Love Hina by Akamatsu Ken, the manga edition of Romeo and Juliet by Yali Lin (her wonderful art instructor and the woman who autographed it for me.), the .hack// series by various authors, and other manga or literature references used in the making of this fanfiction. All rights belong to their respectful author(s) or company.

A/N: Hello! Please take good care of this story, and review!!!

Book One: Sora

Preface

I parried his attack, pulling out my second katana. Pushing the enemy backwards, I matched his speed, hoping to Kami that my hand didn't slip up, because if it did, then I was done for. I raised my first katana up, ready to strike, but he pushed his blade against mine.

However, to my advantage, I was a master of the twin katana, whereas he only wielded one. Using my left hand, although not as strong as my right, was perfectly fine on its own, I pressed it against his chest. Shouts that were calling my name in the background roared as the referee stepped up to grab my arm. Raising them myself, I bowed to the cheering crowd in victory.

Noticing my opponent was still uncomfortably trapped between his and my two swords, I reached out my hand for him to grab. Lifting him up, I accepted my 20th medal in a row with my other hand. I smiled to myself. Tomorrow, I would be headed for Kyoto. I would be free from all the mess in the orphanage in Tokyo. I spun around, giddily. Free!

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An hour later, I was on the E Train back to Tokyo Boarding School. It was an elite institute of learning, but I wasn't interested in learning that much. Swordplay was my hobby, and I planned to do it all the time once I got into another city.

The tournaments were the next day, I noticed. I would have to be careful. The elite swordfighters would be coming from all over Japan, and I would have to be prepared. But, nonetheless, I rid the stress away, taking out from my battered-up second-hand backpack, a manga, which I noticed immediately to be Naruto Shippuuden Book 1.

And then I started to read...

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