Fighting With One's Self
Author's Note: This is my first fic in—literally—years. The story is strictly fluff (which actually only comes in later), only rated M for cussing ^ ^
Description: My friend and I have been Naruto fanatics from the moment we knew how to watch anime. What happens when our deepest desire gets fulfilled and we enter the Naruto realm?
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters except Yoku and Yume.
Chapter 1: To the Base
It was Friday afternoon, minutes after school had ended, and I was walking home with my best friend, Naresome Yume-chan. We were, as always, talking about our favourite anime, Naruto, and what our reactions would be if we ever got there. We gave each other different scenarios with our OC's and laughed at the other's reactions, much like any other day.
The two of us have been outsiders ever since kindergarten, but have somehow found each other late in middle school along with the rest of our weird little group. None of us fit into a 'clique' and, as one of our friends once said, we were the ones that remained after the rest had been sorted into the cliques. We understood each other and were able to laugh with each other about the littlest things.
When we got to Yume-chan's house, we fell down lazily on the couch, still laughing with each other. As the day passed slowly, we went over to her computer and downloaded the few remaining pictures we still needed of our favourite anime characters: Deidara-kun and Itachi.
Yume-chan was absolutely nuts about Itachi, but I could never find the reason. All I liked about him were his jutsus. Deidara-kun, on the other hand, was beautiful in any way imaginable, and while I slept at night I pretended that he really did exist and that we were together and I pretended the dreams I had were really memories.
That night, we went to bed late, as we had been watching a horror movie, Insidious. That was another thing that separated us from the rest of the girls at school: we were obsessed with horror and action movies, and rarely ever got nightmares, but it didn't really help the paranoia if we heard unexpected noises or saw quick, sharp movements.
I dreamed about Deidara-kun and me throughout the whole night, and hugged myself in an attempt to imitate his hold, placing a pillow behind me that might even be him if my imagination was strong enough.
The dreams became more vivid. I dreamt he and I were lying in the shade of a willow tree, looking out over a lake, while he fed me bits of cookies while stroking my hair.
I could practically feel the soft breeze on my face after a while, and the grass underneath me. I could vividly hear the sound of the running water, and the chirping of the birds in the trees, yet his touch seemed just as distant as before.
I woke up with a gasp, not knowing why, and opened my eyes, squinting against bright sunlight. Had that idiot Yume-chan left her curtains open again? I rubbed my eyes in confusion. I had seen her close the curtains before we went to bed.
As my eyes adjusted to the sudden light, I let out a ragged breath. I looked around me at the bright sunlight shining through the leaves of willow trees and shimmering over the surface of a lake visible a few yards away, the black and purple dual-bladed sword I had designed for my OC lay beside me, and I looked down to see that I wore the same black and purple outfit I had drawn my OC in, as well. I grabbed a strand of my hair and smiled gleefully as my OC's dark brown hair, highlighted with black, reflected some of the sun's light. I ran my fingers along my ears and grinned even more broadly at all the piercings, and the two at the edges of my bottom lip.
I heard a groan from behind me and shrieked gleefully as I saw Yume-chan, her scythe lying beside her, her OC's long dark hair tied into a plait lying around her head, and she was frowning against the sunlight. I crawled up to her, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her.
"Wake up, idiot! Look where we are!" I yelled, and she whined in protest.
"We're at my home, now shut the curtains!" she said, "I told you not to open them so early in the morning."
"You really can be such an idiot sometimes," I sighed, "OPEN YOUR BLOODY EYES!"
Her eyes flew open at the sudden rise of my voice, and she looked around in confusion.
"What the hell? What did you do? Did you freaking drag me out here while I was sleeping?"
"Are you stupid? No, I woke up, like, two minutes ago," I said.
"Where are we?" she asked, "Have we been kidnapped or something?"
"You might be a lot smarter than me in general, but you're really are dumb when you just wake up," I said, shaking my head, "Did you forget your house as an alarm?"
"How do you explain this, then?" she snapped.
"Look at what you're wearing, idiot," I said, "Where do you think we are?"
Before she could answer, we heard a rustle in the trees not too far away. I was sure we wouldn't have been able to hear it normally. It was followed by a whining cry.
"Senpai, we've been walking for hours! I'm totally beat! What are we doing here anyway?"
"Tobi, shut up for once. I feel someone's chakra, un," came the reply, and I froze in shock. I knew that voice all too well.
Sure enough, seconds later, two figures appeared from the trees. Both were wearing the black Akatsuki cloaks decorated with red clouds. The one on the right was wearing a bright orange mask and was dragging himself behind a blonde-haired man I knew to be a bomb specialist.
"HOLY FRICK, YOKU! IT'S DEIDARA! ALL YOUR FANTASIES HAVE BEEN ANSWERED!" Yume-chan yelled, making me gasp and grab the cloth covering my heart in fright.
"Shut up, dammit," I hissed.
"You look even more like a woman in real life, Deidara!" Yume-chan said, starting to laugh loudly.
"Cut it out," I hissed angrily. I felt my scalp and tailbone twitch and Yume-chan stared at me with wide eyes. When I touched my fingers to my head I felt a pair of ears I knew to look like that of a wolf, "Damn it, I meant to remove these," I said. I had designed the ears and tail of a wolf to appear whenever I was really angry or embarassed.
"All right, all right, I'll keep my cool," Yume-chan said, regaining herself.
"Senpai, Senpai, they know your name," Tobi said, tugging at Deidara-kun's sleeve.
"We know yours, too, Tobi," Yume-chan said carelessly, picking up her scythe.
I grabbed the hilt of my dual-bladed sword and stood behind her, pretending to be her shadow and felt the ears and tail disappear. Everyone who was anyone knew that I struggled to speak with people I don't actually know, even if those people are someone I've been stalking on the internet for months.
"Senpai, Senpai, they know our names!" Tobi said, panicked, tugging harder at Deidara's sleeve.
"Who are you, un?" Deidara-kun asked us, ignoring Tobi.
"I'm Naresome Yume," Yume-chan said coolly while I still pretended to be her shadow, "This is my friend Amahiro Yoku."
I glared at her for drawing attention on me, but the two Akatsuki members paid me little heed.
"What do you know about us, un?" Deidara-kun asked.
"Just about everything," Yume-chan said coolly, "And your organization."
"Are you out of your mind?" I hissed in her ear, so that only she could hear me, "Do you want them to kill us?"
"Is Itachi still partners with Kisame?" Yume-chan asked, as if to prove her point about 'knowing all about their organization'.
"Why wouldn't he be, un?"
"Just asking …"
Before we could even finish blinking, clay gripped at our hands and tied them behind our backs, causing our weapons to fall to the ground.
"Senpai, they might be with one of the Hidden Villages!" Tobi exclaimed, flailing his hands in panic.
"I don't see any forehead protectors. We'll take them to the base and the Leader can decide what to do with them from then on, un," Deidara-kun replied to Tobi, then he glared at each of us, and I felt myself cringe under his stare, "Try and escape and you lose your hands and half your backs."
"Oh, we won't try to escape," Yume-chan said with a grin. Tobi picked up our weapons and the two Akatsuki members led us away.
Suddenly I wasn't so glad to be here anymore …
Great 'thank you' to Yume-chii, who helped me with the plot and description. Arigato gozaimasu ^ ^
The following bunch of chapters are going to be considerably longer, as the story will only actually start from Chapter 2 onwards: this was more just an introduction that anything else.
I know the title is really, really sucky, but I couldn't think of anything else. I suck ass when it comes to titles, so my deepest apologies.
I wouldn't turn your head into a blood pudding if you gave me some advice, so long as it's valid.
Until the next Chapter of Fighting With One's Self … I feel so corky now -_-ll