Naruto Fan fiction self insert – Ghosts and Ninjas
Turning the key in the door I heard the lock mechanism click open. Swinging the oak forward I took a deep breath in and took a step into my new home.
I guess you're wondering what the heck? All I'm doing is walking in the front door but I didn't know that my new home would perhaps not just change my day but maybe my whole life.
About me I have long brown hair. On a technicality its copper coloured a colour which is recessive in my family with only my great grandmother having it. But I never met here. I have Hazel eyes which almost appear to be black so it hard to distinguish the pupil. I have freckles too and I am only 5'5. I am the smallest of the three but the oldest at 18. I was born on September 13 (the same as bella in twilight or as out special name for it is Twatlight. I mean sparkling vampires? WTF. Also I am the only one who will pick it up with my bare hands. Sorry no offence intended but this is the truth.)
Well I should explain the situation, you see at the moment I have just entered my new flat which I am going to be sharing with my two best friends Emma and Frankie. They live a good few hours away from the flat, with their parents at the moment. But now we are looking forward to spending time together. I haven't got much of my things here yet only a few cardboard boxes' and probably a week's worth of clothes.
The place is so dusty; apparently it has been derelict for some time. Something about strange noises in the night and ghosts. That's one of the reasons we decided to move in here. Emma loves horror movies, and Frankie enjoys them as long as Emma is there to protect her. Me I am not too keen on them but I like the idea of sharing a flat with a ghost. I just hope it's friendly.
The flat has three bedrooms a living room small bathroom and kitchen. It seems like quiet an old place with the way the floorboards creak beneath my feet. It may have something to do with the case I am dragging behind me with my clothes and other essentials in.
Dragging it across the hallway I pass Emma's fish tank which is currently cycling. No it isn't riding a bike. Before Emma puts her fish in the new tank, she needed to set it up and let the water adjust. Also there are some bacteria or something that the fish need to thrive so it has to be left to cycle so it's right for the fish. Next to it is my small mini tank of goldfish. Mine and Emma's fish won't live together since gold fish are bullies so I have heard. I must remember to feed them later.
Eventually I reach my room. It's still quite bare. I have a few drawings I have done up on the walls to decorate and pictures of random anime characters. No I am not a Naruto-tard I haven't even finished the first series never mind getting on to shippunden but I do read lots of spoilers. That goes for most anime's I remember I stopped watching Clannad after story as a certain someone who was one of my favourite character makes an exit (not wanting to reveal to much).
Putting my clothes away folding the various items since my wardrobe hasn't arrived yet. I ordered it ages ago yet the delivery company said if I want it this side of Christmas I will have to pay extra! It cost me enough as it is I'm not paying extra yup that's me a cheap skate.
I pick up my mobile to see if there is any news on the terrible twos whereabouts. They said they should be here tonight, but that's very vague. I know I will phone Frankie. Not Emma since she broke her phone after dropping it in her fish tank while trying to explain to Frankie that she couldn't go out to get hay for the rabbits since she had to clean the fish tank. Yes that's normal. Emma and Frankie have been best friends since halfway through high-school. We met in college where a friend introduced me to them, that friend later quit after getting drunk in college as she didn't like our teacher.
"Frank, you there." I say down the phone. Frankie is careful with her phone, as she can play sim's on it. That just happens to be one her passions.
"Lizzz! I'm here. It's not frank!" She says. Frankie doesn't like the nickname frank. Her real name is Francesca which she hates with passion and refuses to use it. So we call her Frank for short.
"Hey, just wondering, how far away you are since I'm gonna make something to nom and I don't want to make something for you guys and it goes to waste."
"Me and Wibsy are just getting on the train going to be another hour yet." Wibsy is Emma's nickname
"Hm, ok. What about Sammich's?"
"Sounds good. Wobbles is still on a diet though, so we have to have wholemeal bread and no butter."
"I though she went off the diet. Ok I got the bread, will she have ham? Do you want beetroot like usual." I ask
"Yeah she did for half a day. She said she was taking a break since I brought chocolate over. Beetroot is good; em says ham is good to."
"Right'o, anything else? Do you want meeting at the station I can help you with your stuff?"
"Wizzah! Hey, I finally got the phone off moo-cheese here. Ham is fine thank god chazz isn't here he would be eating it before me." Wizzah is my nickname and Chazz is the nickname for Emma's cat Charlie who loves ham. Moo-cheese is what Emma calls Frankie for fun too. Our life is full of nicknames.
"Em, you don't need to be on a diet you need to put on weight not lose it."
"I need to though, I have fat roles." I can hear sniggering in the background and something like don't wine fat lard that has to be Frankie.
"Never mind, Gimme a call when you get to the station ok?"
"Okay, we will. Well if Stink has credit and stops spending it on Sims bonuses."
"Laters."
"Bye! Until next time" from both my besties. I love them, they are the only true friends who know the real me. Normally I just don't speak to people, I'm shy ok?
Hanging up my stomach lets out a gurgle. Cue me groaning. I had better make the Sammich's. Pulling out a hair bow I tie my long brown hair into a ponytail behind my head, and start to prepare the feast of butties. After about half an hour, the beetroot, ham and jam Sammich's are ready.
I yawn, I've been up since 5am this morning since I had to get to work, pack a load of things for the flat. Travel all this way about 2 hours and sitting on a train for two hours is no fun. Emma and Frankie got the bus to the train station. Well actually 2 busses and a taxi. That has taken them a few hours already.
Flipping on the kettle I make myself a mug of hot chocolate, what? It's November and I'm cold. The heating doesn't work in the damn house. The landlord said he would get someone out to fix it. The words when pigs fly come to mind.
Once that is done I place my Sammich's on the coffee table along with my hot choc and look for my sketch book and pencils. Yes my favourite way to relax is to draw. I am not the Greatest, Emma is much better. She is amazing it's like they come jumping out the page at you. While I'm in my room I grab a blanket and pillow too, then haul the load to the living room where the ultimate chill zone is coming along.
After I finished the Sammich's I begin to sketch. I carefully draw a circle with a sharp pencil, and draw the guidelines for the face. Who to draw though? I know how about my OC Kiyomi? Nah I've drawn her to much lately. Mai? No I don't have any pink pencils and Mai likes pink. I don't feel like drawing a guy. So I decide on an almost self portrait except in manga form.
As dusk approaches I barley even realise it. Until my phone vibrates. I have a message: Frankie.
Liz, Train broke down hunk of junk. Have to wait at the station for another one. We have run out of chocolate supplies and em's getting pissy I think she's on her period.
A moment later
:O Wiz, I don't think stink will make it here in one piece if she keeps on being a moo-cheese. Oh holy jelly beans, she's giving me the look. I think she will rape me in my sleep. Could be hours before the replacement comes. Em.
I let out a huge sigh; I'm going to have to spend the night on my own with a ghost and no Emma to protect me. She knows how to defend against ghosts since she has watched every horror movie going.
Pulling the blanket around me further I let my Pad fall to the floor. Gently I place my head on the pillow and curl up further into the sofa. My bed has too many boxes on and I am being lazy.
Unknown to me I drift off into a peaceful slumber.
Third person POV
Thunk! Thunk!
Two crashes were heard from the attic. Hushed voices then proceeded to follow.
"Shut it brat. Let's just get the girl and go I don't being made to wait." The first voice said
"Yeah I know Danna, un. This place is so freaky, yeah."
"And you're not." The first voice replies in a monotone.
"Shut up Danna, anyway at least I know the meaning of art, un."
"No, you don't art is eternal no your stupid fleeting crap."
"Art is not eternal, the true beauty of art is in an explosion un."
"Eternal is always better and is the ultimate art. Now shut up brat, we need to get the mission over with its taking too long."
"Fine un." The second said the annoyance obvious in his tone.
Liz POV
Thunk! Thunk!
I heard two muffled thunks coming from above me. Could it be Wobbles and Stink? No I don't think it would be, Frankie would come running in throwing her things everywhere and Em would look at her and stand in the door way grinning and say how Frankie's in for it rough later. (Personal joke. No Yuri/ Yoai whatever it's called)
Drowsily I open my eyes. It's too warm under my blanket. I want to stay here.
But what if its robbers? What if it's the Ghost?
If it's the ghost its friendly since it hasn't killed me yet and it did have the ideal opportunity while I was asleep.
Rubbing my eyes tiredly I yawn loudly, well I had better get up since I'm awake. Once I'm awake I find it hard to get back to sleep. Maybe I should finish my room; I have a few more drawings in boxes to put up. I managed to draw a chibi of some of the Akatsuki, its only half done but I don't want to muck it up. So once em gets here I'm going to ask for a few tips.
With the blanket still wrapped around me I comb a hand through my long brown hair straightening it out. I should remember not to sleep with it down. Then I quickly brush my full fringe back to cover my forehead.
Making my way out of the living room I catch my toe on a random box. "Owwie." I say massaging my poor toe. Then kicking the box for good measure. That should teach it to attack my toe.
As I kneel down by my bed rummaging to find my drawing folder, I thought I saw a figure in the doorway. I shrug it off as my imagination.
"Ah ha."I exclaim pulling out the half finished master piece (well in my eyes)
Turning I look for some tack to stick it up with when I hear another Thunk!
Okay someone is defiantly here.
Who could it be? I can't be the ghost.
Godzilla, A yeti, The Ice-cream man?
Damn I don't even have any weapons, I would rather it be Godzilla or a yeti. The ice-cream man is just too much to deal with. I mean that smile when he hands you your ice-cream it's disturbing. Ok not all Ice-cream men just the one who seems to stalk me. I saw him in the supermarket; he hung around in his van outside my school. One time he even came to the local swimming baths and believe me an ice-cream man in Speedos is not a good thing.
I quickly look through my nearby boxes and find a total of three weapons:
A sharp pencil
A Text book
And a hairdryer
Okay the hair dryer is out since I need to plug it in also what am I going to do with it? Blow them away with the awesomeness of Argos-value hair dryer (what I am a cheap skate and also I'm a student. It does the job.)
A text book could do a bit of damage but my aim is really bad. So that's out
That means I am left with a sharp pencil. I guess it could do some damage if I stab someone with it.
By the powers that be I decided on the pencil.
Putting on my bravest voice I clutch the pencil with one hand and my mobile in the other. When I come to the door I place my phone in my pocket.
As I edge my way into the Hallway I find Frankie's door open. It was closed. Peeking inside I can't see anything out of place in the derelict room. So I go back into the living room.
A floorboard creaks. My exact thoughts were Shit!Shit! Shitty Shit shit! The Ice-cream man is stalking me! It has to be.
Diving behind the sofa another floorboard groans under the weight of someone.
"The girl is in this room." I hear the first voice say. It's an emotionless tone a harsh one too.
"Yeah, I can hear her breathing un."
Then the movement stops.
"You know you're not very good at hiding yeah." A teasing voice comes from behind me
I spin around pencil in hand ready to stab the creeper with it. But his hand grabs my wrist.
I feel the colour drain from my face. One word runs through my mind Shit.
I look at my attacker? Could you call him an attacker? He hasn't hurt me so I guess not. Hmm my creeper then. Unwanted house guest? Yeah that sounds right.
Ok so I look at the unwanted house guest who currently is still holding my wrist firmly.
This guy actually looks like a girl long blonde hair. (Almost as long as mine) with part of it in a ponytail. One eye I can see I can't make out the colour in this light. The other one appears to be covered with hair.
"Could you let go please? I won't use my weapon if you let my wrist go." I say trying to sound confident but voice wavering.
"Let the girl go. It's not as if she could harm you with that drawing tool." The second voice says.
Oh holy cows, No sod that Oh holy all of the bovine genus as well as equine and whatever else you want to include. (Yes I know I am weird)
The first one does as he is told and I drop my pencil in shock. As soon as I realise I reach out to grab it but the blonde grabs it first throwing it out of my reach.
"Ok, I know this is going to sound so cliché but who are you what do you want and why?" I say in a rush adrenaline is pumping through me
Then my phone goes off. I flip it open and the light from it reveals the man in front of me to have blue eyes and a steel headband on his head with a slash through.
Oh holy cheese. (Yes I have gone from cows to cheese)It's Deidera, from Naruto Shippunden
Turning in the Direction of the second voice I see read hair and an indifferent expression. Sasori.
"You do not need to know that. We have been instructed to retrieve you not explain in the terms of a simpleton."
"Who you calling simpleton! I will have you know I got decent grades in my exams." I hiss trying to hide the fear and control the anger.
"Danna shouldn't we tell her though? It's not like she's going anywhere." Deidera says looking at his Danna
"Shut it brat. This is why I am the dominant one in this partnership. I was entrusted with the mission scroll so I will do as I please. You and your fleeting art is nothing but a waste of time." Sasori snipes at his partner.
Slowly I shuffle backwards away from them both. Until I am in the doorway.
I jump up and go to run to the front door. Just as I reach for the handle my body stops moving. Taking a sideways glance since I can't move my head I see blue strings. Oh those must be Chakra strings. Well crap I am screwed. I think to myself. As the puppeteer moves the strings making me walk back into the living room.
As I stand there the infamous Danna say's "Just knock her out all ready brat. My patience is wearing thin."
"Fine, un. Don't move yeah." Deidera says
I grit my teeth if I could I would. I can't even seem to move my jaw.
I feel a prodding at the back of my neck but remain conscious. This happens a few times but nothing. Well thank you fate, it's a little late but you got there in the end.
"Danna it's not working."
I think it may have something to do with the high collar jumper I'm wearing.
"Brat, you can't even do a simple job like that. Fine, I'm just glad I brought some in case this proved to be difficult." Sasori's voice comes from behind me.
I hear the movement of cloth; I am presuming he is searching in his cloak for something.
Then I feel my sleeve being rolled up I try to resist but the chakra strings don't allow me to move.
The coldness of the needle causes me to flinch, and then I feel it being pushed further into my skin. The resistance stops and I feel a cool liquid enter me. Oh crap. I want to yell out just to do anything but I can't. Then once again I feel the resistance as the needle is pulled out of my skin leaving a droplet of blood to form on the surface.
Everything starts to become numbed. I can't feel the soreness of my toe which the box attacked. Nor the runny nose which I have. The last thing before all my feeling becomes numbed is the two tears which prick my eyes.
I'm not going to see Emma and Frankie. It was going to be the first time we would all be together in almost 6 months.
My eyes start to become heavy; I don't want to close them. But they continue to droop.
"Danna, should it take this long un?" The blonde asks his tone muffled
"No, she will be out soon. Its taking effect but she is resisting it." I don't know what he said something about resisting.
I feel the muscles in my body relax and my brain has almost gone to sleep the last thing I see I Deidera. He has hold of my sketch pad.
Then my eyes close.
The last thing that runs through my mind is 'damn I forgot to feed the fish'.
Kiyomi: so how was this? It is just a little experiment I have been daydreaming about lately. Please let me know if it's any good. Since I really value others opinions.