I'm wondering about the interest of me continuing this, if there is nobody that's interested in it I will continue it but not publish it here. The story will about the girl who enters the Naruto-world and the story will be slightly AU so it will match my directions more smoothly. The pairings will be Itachi/OC/Kakashi. If you want me to publish more on it tell me and I will publish it!
I don't own the copyrights to Naruto only my own characters.
I never thought that my life would hold something special for me, I didn't think that I would be one of those who grew up and created an entire empire. No, I had always thought that I would be a regular person with a regular husband, regular kids, a regular house and a regular car. A regular life. For some reason that didn't bother me, not at all, I wanted it to be that way. Why? Because I want to have control, I don't like being in a position that renders me helpless by chance and by odds. If I could decide my future, I would, and I would choose a regular life. I was satisfied that that could be my future life when I grew up.
Now, if only the Gods would have listened to my wishes or at least take them into consideration – that would've been great. But they didn't. And that is why I'm currently in a hospital bed with restrains over my arms to hold me down.
In Konoha.
It all started when I was going home after one particularly heavy discussion with my friend about the anime-show. I had just begun to watch it after heavily suggestions and threats from several friends. I found most of the characters annoying after just three episodes and I hadn't watched it since then. And that was why I had had the discussion with my friend, he told me to give it a shot and that sometimes you must watch at least fifteen episodes of the show to really like it.
I had laughed and said that I found every one of the characters slightly irritating; Naruto by his loudness, Sakura by her obsessive crush on the emo, emo-kid also known as Sasuke by how he screamed untrustworthy.
I was muttering when I entered my home and walked upstairs to my room. Just watch one more episode and you'll be more interested, my friend had told me before shutting down the discussion.
"Fine then, one more fucking episode then I'm done!" I muttered to myself as I threw myself on my bed and lifted my laptop from the nightstand and placed it in my lap.
My friend had been right, I found out. That Kakashi that had made a slight appearance in the earlier episode had my intrigue. He hated them as well, or at least, at the beginning. I watched some more episode and before I knew it I had watched a bunch of them and it was time for sleep.
Before I fell asleep I mumbled to myself to not let my friend hear of this as I was sure that he would some sort of victory dance; which he usually did when he was right and I was wrong.
When I woke, I was not in my bed. I was in a hospital bed with an old-man looking over me who looked suspiciously as the third Hokage of the anime-show that I had been watching previously to me being asleep.
"Um. Who are you?" I asked uncertainly, this was a very weird dream.
I had under less than three seconds from seeing the man concluded to that, no, I can't be awake, therefore I must still be asleep and dreaming about the third Hokage.
"I am Sarutobi Hiruzen and the Hokage of Konoha, and who are you?" he asked back very politely.
Yep, definitely a dream. Looking at him you could see that he was younger than he was in the show. And before I could answer back I realized there were straps over my arms holding me down to the bed.
"What… take these off!" I said slightly panicking when they wouldn't budge under pressure.
"I'm sorry child but I can't do that you see, not before we know who you are and where you came from."
I looked at him confused. "Came from? This is a dream, it doesn't matter where I came from!" His expression told me everything I needed to know. "This isn't a dream, is it?"