Hey guys, this is a new story. I will have you know, that the first half of this chapter will be first person but the rest will be third, seeing as it's what I'm used to and I find first person waaaaay more difficult to create atmosphere. So, I hope you enjoy. I wanted to create a twist on your regular 'girl from our world wakes up in the Naruto world,' story so I hope you all enjoy it. Thank you!
My name is Blanche Elizabeth Williams and I was only fourteen when they had announced that Britain was at war in 1939. My mother had named me after the famous 1920's silent film actress, Blanche Sweet. But she'd found I was anything but sweet growing up. I was a daughter a mother would be ashamed to have. I never played with dollies; instead I played with mud, getting it everywhere, all over the house and laundry. I used to hit my older sisters, Mable and Edith with sticks, creating painful red marks all up their arms. It would get worse when they would make fun of my overly long front teeth.
'Blanche the Bunny,' was the name they christened me with and it was a name that stuck with me up until the war. I'd hated that name. The only time my mother would truly love me was when I was crying in her arms, showing her how vulnerable I truly was. I'd got my teeth from my father who had been drafted to war when the war generals had come around. He was a strong and well known man who ran the cotton mill where he'd met my mother in 1918, after the First World War. He worked there doing heavy lifting for the previous owner and when he caught my mother's eye, it was love at first sight apparently.
I never did believe in that sort of thing though. I'd made a face when mother told me that story at the age of eight. It was utterly repulsive in my eyes. You saw it everywhere when the young couples would walk down the muddy paths of the country in the autumn, you heard Ginger Rogers singing it on the radio and later, Judy Garland 1942. But I promised myself never to fall in love. Love was for family and maybe friends. Of course, all my friends were boys so I guess 'love' was a bit of an overstatement. There was Jimmy Schmitt who took a beating in the school playground after the war started for being a, "Kraut scum."
When I saw him crying in the school shed afterwards because his father too had gone to war for England, I'd felt awful for joining in. We became friends when I shared my leftovers from my Sunday roast with him.
I also made friends with a boy called Albert Love. I used to take the mick out of him for his last name to which he also called me my famous name. After a few games of rough house, we started getting on fine.
In school, I used to get caned a lot by the nuns, since I went to a catholic school and all. I used to join in with the boys and throw snowballs into the girl's toilets. The toilets used to be outside in the cold and I didn't stop throwing snowballs into the toilets until the girls got their own back and did the same to her. I always found the lessons boring since they were mostly home education. Like learning to knit, sew, cook and take care of children. I just used to focus on first break time where I'd play football and arm wrestling.
My father used to encourage my unconventional behaviour since he'd always wanted a boy and I was the closest thing to that he'd ever get. But when he went to war, I stopped hanging out with the boys and started behaving. Just until he came back. It made existing in the same house as my mother easier. And I could see what the war was doing to her too. The worrying she was doing was something I'd never seen before. Sure, she would worry before, like when I split my head open after tripping and smacking my head onto a log at the age of six. And when my eldest sister first went to school but she grew thin and pale. Her usually smooth blonde hair turned thick and grey hairs started to show.
I learned my place when a telegram came back saying my father had been KIA, killed in action.
I began helping mum more in any way I could and we quickly became friends. She would peel potatoes, I'd chop them in half and put them in the stew pot. She'd wash the clothes and I'd hang them. She'd cry and I'd hold her and tell her that he would be proud of her for being so strong for her children.
War was no place for self-pity so I never found the time to cry. Either I was too busy learning to be a strong woman or I was holding someone else who was crying. And I preferred it that way.
When the bomb sirens went off, it was a blind panic to get into the bunker. Mum was hurrying me to get out saying she, "Just needed to get a few things." I'd managed to get into the bunker, but I couldn't shut it. Not until I saw her coming out of the house. But she never did. My sisters weren't even there with me when I had to shut it without her, they'd passed away. Mable had caught Pneumonia in 1942 and Edith was involved in a train accident when visiting her boyfriend in London. Some would call us the unluckiest family in the world. But there were many others exactly the same.
That night was the worst night of sleep I'd ever had. My mind kept playing tricks on me, making me think I could hear frantic knocking against the bunker latch. I had to convince myself it was rubble to stop myself from crying. I could hear the sirens still going off, making me think I was hearing screams.
"I wish to be far away from here. Please God, send me far away. Anywhere but here. I just don't want to hurt anymore." I'd cried after so many years of not letting myself shed a tear. I held my face in my hands as I let out screams and shrieks, face wet and fringe sticking to my wet forehead. Snot leaked out of my nose as I wailed all through the night. I was finally able to drift off, exhausted from the trauma of realizing how alone I was.
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…Awake… ..It's awake… ..Shi-sensei…
"Ha! It fell on its face!" I winced at the loud noise, letting out a growl that made me open my eyes wide. That was far too accurate to be human.
"Naruto, don't be so loud, you're scaring it!" came a more feminine voice.
I looked around once my vision adjusted but still found every single colour wrong. Maybe I got some rubble stuck in my eye from the bombing or something. My eyes widened. The bombing!
I looked around frantically, finding myself in a painted field with three, no, four people. All were staring directly at me. One had spiky hair with a strangely animated face. In fact, all of them had animated appearances. The others were a girl with short hair and a slender body, the one next to her had short black hair with an eerie smile and the last didn't look particularly interested in what was going on. Instead, he carried on reading his book. All of them were dressed peculiarly. And they looked like giants from where I was lying.
"Where… Where am I? Do you know if my mother made it..?" I squeaked out, seeing them raise their eyebrows. The man wearing the mask snap his book shut and crouch down to me, making me feel even smaller.
"You're in Konohagakure. I thought you might be a ninja hound but you seem otherworldly somehow."
A what? I tried to get up and walk, but found it easier to walk on all fours which made me squeal and fall. The man stopped me with his hand.
"Hey now, don't strain yourself. I have to say though, I'm quite curious myself as to how you got here."
The one with spiky hair pushed him out of the way and looked at me, eyes shocked.
"Puppy-San, are you okay? You like, totally shocked everyone when you were talking in your sleep. Everyone thought you were dead!"
I looked around at the others.
"Puppy?" I asked voice croaky with shock. I could have really done with a cup of tea. The girl growled and punched the spiky haired boy making me jump. I hadn't ever seen a girl do that before. Well, besides me of course. The other man got up and growled at the boy and the other one just stood there, smiling.
"It's as if you don't know you're a dog or something." The lively boy grumbled after rubbing his head grumpily. I shrieked loudly making them jump.
"What do you mean I'm a dog?!" I screamed, suddenly finding the energy to run over to the nearby stream of water and look in my reflection. I had struggled slightly after the first few steps but found my footing. Looking in my reflection I let out another scream.
It was true. They hadn't been lying.
In the reflection, my nose was long, ears large and soft looking. My fur was light blonde, different from my usual brunette and my eyes were brown instead of blue. I had a slender body and a…
…Tail.My eyes widened when I remembered my wish. Oh bloody Nora, my wish.
"Oh, this isn't what I meant!" I cried out. My paws raised as I covered my face, sat on hind legs. I let out sobs quietly. I had nothing, had no one and now to top it off I was in a strange world where dogs apparently talked anyway. And I was a dog! I sniffled and looked in the water again. Well, at least I wasn't a bulldog… But I was still a dog.
I turned to them, eyes filled with tears.
"Hey, I really don't get what's going on here…" The spiky haired one said, scratching his head.
I growled, walking up to them, still trying to get used to all fours.
"I made a wish and it came true. Unfortunately it isn't exactly what I had in mind."
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"What's a 'Hokage?'" I asked as I sat next to the masked man who had taken it upon himself to take me to the 'Hokage' building. The town was so different from mine. This Konoha town was sunny and warm, well above the norm of Britain in autumn. It seemed that the culture was similar to the Japanese which I had to admit with ironic since they were the opposing side in the war back home. Apparently, their military consisted of things called ninja which I guessed was also a Japanese term of some sort.
The man with the mask was holding his book up to his face, one visible eyes twitching from one page to another, reading.
"The Hokage is the leader of our village. She's in control of military plans and other important things like finance and trade."
I nodded.
"Like a prime minister or a queen." I mumbled.
"A what?"
"Nothing. Don't worry."
"You're quite strange." He smiled to himself. I blinked at him.
"Well, you would think that. I'm from a different world to yours."
He simply shrugged.
"Touché."
A woman came out of the door we were waiting patiently outside of, eyeing me with curiosity.
"The Hokage will see you now, Kakashi."
The masked man who I guessed was called Kakashi pushed off of the wall, pocketing his book and looking at me.
"You ready?"
I nodded slightly, walking in first.
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Kakashi had to stifle a laugh slightly as the slender dog walked in, tail between legs.
The Hokage's room was full of paper work so when she looked at Kakashi and then at the dog, she gave him an irritated look.
"You brought… a dog." She huffed, making the dog jump. Kakashi scratched his head, nervous.
"Yeah… about that…"
After Kakashi explained that he'd gone with team seven to train and possibly discuss upcoming missions and had found the dog there. He told her that they thought the dog was dead at first, unbreathing and unmoving but then it started breathing and talking. The large chested woman hadn't been interested until Kakashi spoke of the possibility that the dog had come from a different world.
The woman folded her hands over her knees and her gaze flickered to the dog who was staring at Kakashi.
"Hmm… That does seem strange." The dog noticed her staring. "Well, would you like to tell us how you got here?"
The small cream coloured dog gulped.
"Well…"
They heard a shriek and all eyes were on the raven haired woman in the corner. She apologized quickly under Tsunade's angry gaze before the elder woman urged the dog to continue.
"Well, I was in a bunker when my town in England, which is my country, was being bombed and I wished to be away from there. I didn't mean for any of this to happen, I really didn't! But it did. And now I'm here."
Tsunade let out a breath.
"Well, that's a lot of information to take in and I don't think there's really anything I can do to help you there…"
"Blanche Williams."
The Hokage gave her a weird look.
"Uhm… Blanche-san… "
The dog groaned.
"It's alright, I'm sorry to have caused so much trouble. It's really not like me." She sighed and looked at Kakashi who stared at her with an apologetic gaze.
"Well, what now? I can't live like this."
Kakashi shrugged. As they were about to walk out, The Hokage stood.
"Wait!" The dog turned, hope filling her eyes. The Hokage sat now that she had their attention.
"I could assign a home to look after you, Blanche-san. I may not be able to help some of your… bigger problems but Konoha never turns its back on someone in need of a home. Who knows, you might even get used to it here."
Blanche raised her brow. Well, it wasn't what she wanted, but it was better than wandering a lonely, unwanted existence. The dog once again looked at Kakashi who nodded at her. It was for the best.
"Yes, alright."
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Thank you guys, I kind of struggled in the middle there since there were two completely separate settings after each other but I'm actually really eager to write the next chapter so I'll be doing that right away. Thank you all so much for reading!