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A/N: This story has taken form from inspiration from DeanSamWinchester's story 'Naruto: Hunter x Hunter Chronicles,' but it has many difference from the story. To name a few; her name is Naruko, she's fourteen along with the other Konoha 11, and lastly Naruko won't be thinking a lot about Sasuke in the next couple of chapters.

Naruko knew without a doubt that she was in serious trouble.

She wished that it was the serious trouble that she was so used to getting into. Sadly it wasn't the serious trouble of her getting scolded from her pranks. It was definitely not the morbid situation like the mission in Nami no Kuni or anywhere similar in the trouble with Orochimaru. No her trouble wasn't as nice as that. Oh no, she was in trouble because she wasn't in her apartment.

Now how does she know that?

Well the last time she checked, she didn't live in a tent but lived in a crappy apartment that certainly didn't have furred carpet on the ground. She also certainly had a wonderfully, reasonably comfy, cheap bed and didn't have a thick blanket but a thin one because of the fact that Konoha could get seriously hot weather.

This place was seriously cold, freezing even and Naruko could feel her whole body shaking from just icy coldness of the tent. She pulled the blanket a little bit higher, covering her shoulders as well as her torso. This place had to be one of the coldness places that she had ever been in.

Which reminded her, how the hell did the fight with the Sasuke bastard have her into this situation?

Now why had she immediately thought Sasuke caused this? Well because she had been trying to get him back home with the others, trying to stop him from going to that perverted snake Orochimaru. The bastard didn't want to go quietly and well she was fed-up with reasoning with him, so they fought. Fought to the point where Sasuke nearly killed her.

She didn't know how it happened but she guessed that maybe along the way of their jutsu clashing, the energy levels might have shot so high that it had sent her to another place entirely? It didn't make sense but that was the only reason she could think of. It had to be because of the fight with Sasuke or why else would she be in this freezing cold place?

If that was the case then she officially hated the bastard even more and couldn't possibly think of giving him a second chance. Now she would have been insane in thinking of giving the older boy a chance when he nearly killed her. She would be considered an idiot if she ever thought of forgiving him when he declared that he was going to kill her. That had made her blood boiled; it had pierced her heart as well as breaking her heart into a million pieces since she thought that he would be better than that. She thought he would be different. But he had to go and prove her wrong about that.

She really thought that they had a bond that couldn't be broken. She had truly believed that nothing could really go between them, not his revenge or power and that he would tell her anything that bothered him. After all, they were the best of friends.

Turned out that she was wrong. Her friendship with him seemed pretty one-sided since he did, afterall, tried to kill her with the chidori and had pretty much insulted her by telling her that she didn't know the love of a family.

She ran her hand through her hair, looking around the tent with curiosity and a small frown on her face. There was nothing familiar with her that could tell her where she might be. The tent was so clean, so neat, and so alien-like! She had never seen a place as tidied as this! It seemed like everything in the tent was so organized, from the pots to the clothes that laid on her right.

Yes this was definitely not her home and there was nothing here that looked remotely familiar with her.

Which made her wonder, where the hell was she?

Naruko took a deep breath and kicked the blanket off her before she pressed her palms against the floor, forcing herself to stand up. She ignored the throbbing pain in her shoulders as she stood up. She stumbled a little bit but quickly gained her posture, standing up as straight as she possibly could. She needed to find the person that found her, thanked them before going back to Konoha. She had a duty to do. She had to inform Tsunade and the others that she couldn't bring Sasuke back and tell them his last words to her.

Through by now, Shikamaru and the others must have realized that Sasuke wasn't going to come back. Knowing Shikamaru, he must have realized this when she hadn't come back and therefore came to the conclusion that the older boy wasn't going back home. The boy was scary smart like that.

If only she had his brains. If he were here, he would have quickly realized where the hell he was.

"You're finally awake, girl," an elderly voice said and Naruko turned her body around to face the voice. Her shoulders dropped and she retreated her hand from her kunai pouch when she saw that it was an elderly woman looking at her with a serious look. "You caused quite a stir in our tribe, appearing the way you did."

"Excuse my language, but who the hell are ya?" She quietly groaned when she felt another stabbing pain in her shoulder. "And where am I?"

The elderly woman pursed her lips at her, grabbed her by the shoulder and pushed her down till she was sitting on the blanket. She tossed her something and Naruko immediately caught it with ease, crocking her head at the elderly woman.

"It's for your shoulder."

Naruko blinked her eyes and said in confusion. "Thank you?"

The elderly woman nodded her head and watched her closely as she applied the ointment to her shoulder. "You can call me Gran-Gran, child and you appeared in the middle of the center with blood pouring from your shoulder and a couple of broken bones. Luckily we were able to stop your bleeding by putting bandages on it…you were very close to dying."

"I kinda got the idea when I woke up, you know with unfamiliar place with bandages in my shoulder."

The elderly woman arched her eyebrows and Naruko smiled hesitantly, standing up from the floor and grabbing her orange jacket that had been folded against the spot where her blanket once laid. She pushed her arms around the sleeves, zipping it up before looking at the old woman.

"So Gran-Gran, mind telling me where am I?"

"You're in the Southern Water Tribe."

"And where's that?"

"In the South Pole," The elderly woman stated dryly.

Naruko blinked her eyes at this and blinked again and again, waiting for the woman to tell her that it was a joke. It had to be. Because there was no place in the Elemental Nations called the South Pole. The last time she checked she hadn't heard of a place called the South Pole.

"Right…and where's that?"

The elderly woman curled her lips, crossed her arms and stared hard into her eyes and Naruko shifted under her seat, feeling suddenly uncomfortable with the elderly woman. Her insides felt jittery and she suddenly had the urge to run away from the woman but she kept herself there. She didn't want to show the woman that she frightened her.

"You're not joking, are you?" The elderly woman stared at her critically. "You don't know where you are, do you?"

"Would I be asking if I did."

Gran-Gran didn't even chuckle at her words, scowling at her and the blonde smiled apologetically at her. "Do you know about the Fire Nation then? Surely you must know about them?"

"Is that Hi no Kuni?"

"What does that mean?" The elderly woman asked sharply. "Does it have anything to do with the Fire Nation?"

Naruko's jaw opened at her words and she almost dropped to the floor. The world must be going crazy. It just had to be. How could this old woman not know about Hi no Kuni? Almost every person in the world knew about the place. It was one of the most powerful nations in the world and this elderly person doesn't know about it?

This had to be one of the craziest things that ever happened to her.

"It means the Land of Fire and what's the Fire Nation?" Naruko tilted her head. "Because the last time I checked, my village wasn't located in the Fire Nation or in the Southern Water Tribe or South Pole but in Hi no Kuni."

"There's no such place as Hi no Kuni, child!"

"There is! I was born there after all!" Naruko snapped, pacing back and forth in the tent. "It's my home! Well technically Konohagakure is but it's located there, so my home is Hi no Kuni! You know it's near Kawa no Kuni! Which is near Kaze no Kuni! Surely you know that place!"

"Never heard of them in my life," The woman narrowed her eyes. "Which either means that you're either a spy for the Fire Nation, through I haven't seen a member of the Fire Nation with your hair or eye colour before, or you must have hit your head pretty hard from your fall! The last time I checked, there was no nation called that!"

Naruko fell down on the floor at this news and put her head down at her hands. This couldn't be happening! She didn't want this to be true! Her home must be here! Konoha should be here! She couldn't be in a place where there was no such thing as her home! Because if that was true then that meant she had no place to go.

It meant that any dreams she had, any hopes that she had were now all gone. Hokage was no longer in her grasp because if there was no Konoha then there was no Hokage. She couldn't have her dream of becoming the strongest kunoichi in the world if she was the only kunoichi. She couldn't see any of her friends anymore.

That was the worst thing that could ever happen to her.

Naruko bit her lips and tried to ignore the prickle of tears that were threatening to come out. She would never hear Sakura's shrill yells about how much of an idiot she was. Never be able to hear the gentle, soothing voice that was Hinata. She would never have another argument with Kiba about who's stronger. Never be able to bother Shikamaru for help with her pranks or insult Ino about her love for Sasuke. She gulped. She would never be able to hear the sound of Lee talking nonsense about youth with Gai and would never again tried to persuade Choji to give her a chip.

All of that was gone now.

"You're quiet, child."

Naruko curled her lips at the elderly woman and replied angrily, "Of course I'm fucking quiet! I'm never going to be able to go back home! Any dreams I've is gone now! And all because my home is gone! I'm never going to see my friends ever again! Do you think I'm going to be fucking happy to know this?"

"Language, girl."

"Well ya not my grandmother or my relative so I ain't listening to you about my language!" Naruko snapped, crossing her arms. "I'll swear as much as I want! And I certainly have the fucking right after knowing that my home isn't in this place! Hi no Kuni doesn't exist, Kaze no Kuni doesn't exist, none of the countries I know exist! The countries that does exist are countries that sound nothing like my home!"

"Your home could be in the Fire Nation," The old woman snapped, looking at her rather heatedly.

"My home isn't in the Fire Nation! My home is nowhere there! Wherever that place is! I was born in Konohagakure, which is Hi no Kuni! The last time I checked nowhere did it mention Fire Nation!" Naruko snapped. "The only place that I associated with fire as a country name is my one! And I'm certain as hell that my home isn't called the Fire Nation!"

"Say that it isn't, how did you get here then?" The woman questioned.

Naruko gulped at this question and looked down at her shaking hands. Words were jumbled in her throat and the memory of her fight with Sasuke rushed through her mind. She could still feel the stringing from the chidori; remember the heat of his glare and the emptiness in his eyes as he stated that he was going to kill her.

Could she really tell the old lady that?

Well if it was going to make the old lady believe her then yes she would have no choice but to tell her the truth.

"I was in fight with my ex-friend," The old woman arched her eyebrows and the blonde took several calming breaths before continuing. "I was trying to bring him back home before he goes to a perverted snake-like man called Orochimaru. I tried talking to him but he wouldn't listen. So I fought him instead and somewhere along the way, we nearly killed each other and I think when our attacks clashed, it sent me here."

"And how's that possible?"

"Well our jutsu clashed of course! We were using quite powerful jutsu!" Naruko grimaced. "I never thought that I would actually use it against him…I never thought that he would do something like this to me."

"What's a jutsu?"

"Jutsu are the arts that ninjas use in a battle," Naruko explained and she crossed her arm. "For us to use a jutsu, the ninja needs to be able to use their chakra."

"And what's chakra?"

Naruko put her head against her arms and mentally groaned. Words couldn't express just how much confusion she felt on the fact that the woman didn't know about chakra. Even the civilians in Konoha knew about chakra and they weren't ninjas. Even the people that lived in places without ninjas knew what chakra was.

She had never really thought that she would one day meet someone that didn't know about chakra.

"I'm not good in explaining but I guess if I had to put it in the simplest way then it's the molding of the physical energy and the spiritual energy," Naruko explained, crossing her arms. "Most civilians can't do it an that's the main difference between a shinobi and civilian. Shinobi can mold chakra while civilians can't do that."

"I see."

There was doubt in the old woman's eyes and her tone suggested that she didn't believe her about how she wasn't from here. Naruko scowled at this, crossed her arms as she tried to figure out a way to prove the woman that she was telling the truth. She had to give concrete, believable proof that would make the woman realized that she was telling the truth. And the only way

"If I show a jutsu, will you believe me?"

The woman looked at her suspiciously and eyed her before reluctantly nodding her head at her. Naru took a deep breath, put her hands into the familiar hand-seal position. She needed to regain her temper and cool, through that wasn't really necessary for jutsu but it was a good idea. She didn't want to make the old lady even angrier with her.

"Kage Bunshin no Jutsu!" Naruko yelled and with a poof, twenty identical copies of her stood in front of the elderly woman. The elderly woman yelped and looked at the clones suspiciously, grabbing a broom that lay against the wall and poked her clone. If this weren't such a serious situation, Naruko would have laughed her head off at what the woman was doing but unfortunately, this was a rather serious situation.

"They're solid!" The woman exclaimed and she started walking around the clones, who all had a scowl on their face as the woman continued poking them on the back. "And they look exactly like you! Same face, same posture, same clothes! How's that even possible?"

"Chakra of course," One of her clones replied. "Boss only needs to mold her chakra to make us! She's the only person her age that could so such a technique! She's awesome that way!"

"Yeah, I'm pretty awesome."

"Boss also has a big head if ya can't tell!" The other clone piped and the old woman simply blinked her eyes at this, struggling to open her mouth to say something but closed it in the end. Naruko watched as the elderly woman stumbled into a seat and looked at her in wonder and licked her cracked lips, looking as if she had several questions to ask. Naruko didn't blame the old woman she did.

She certainly would have questions if she had seen someone doing that.

"You're really not from this world, are you?"

"What gave it away? My shadow clones or the fact that I've been insisting that I don't know any of the countries that you were talking about?" Naruko asked sarcastically, crossing her arms while her clones looked around the tent with interest.

"Your hair colour."

"My hair colour?"

Gran-Gran nodded her head, rubbing her chin and stated, "I've never seen a person with yellow hair before…I've never even thought that such a thing exist. Your eye colour is common with the people of our tribe, through your eyes are brighter than ours. Brighter than even my granddaughter's eyes."

"If it makes you feel better in my village, I was pretty unusual since no one in my village had my shade of hair colour," Naruko gulped. "Now I guess it means that I'm the only person in the entire world with this hair colour. Isn't that sad? No longer will I be able to see people with my hair colour!" she laughed bitterly. "Who cares about that? I won't ever be able to return home ever again! I don't have a home anymore!"

Naruko didn't know why but maybe it was the fact when she said it, it finally dawned to her that she really no longer had a home. No longer had any friends. So maybe that was why she cried her heart out. She could feel the streams of tears that were pouring out of her eyes and the urge to yell out at Kami was strong but she held it in. She couldn't show anymore weakness to this old lady.

"I'm sorry for your loss," The old woman whispered and for the first time in her whole life, Naruko felt herself being embraced into a warm hug. Her body became tense in the hug for a brief moment, unsure on how to react but before she even realized it, she cried even harder for her loss. The old woman patted her in the back, whispering comforting words about how she could stay here until she knew what to do with herself.

She didn't let go of the elderly woman until she heard the sound of someone shrieking. Naruko quickly let go of Gran-Gran and turned her body around, eyes widening when she saw a girl around her age pointing at her shadow clones with a shaky finger before pointing her finger at her. Beside the girl was a boy, who was gawking at the sight in front of him.

"What the hell is that?" The girl asked, looking at her clones. "T-They look exactly like her! Was there more of them that we didn't even realize!"

"Well obviously!" The boy snapped. "Those things looked exactly like her!"

"Oi! We're not a that or things!" Her clones snapped. "We're obviously girls, of course! And of course we look like her! We're her clones!"

"C-Clones?" The girl squeaked and she turned to look at the elderly woman. "W-What's happening Gran-Gran?"

Naruko groaned at this and quickly repeated her explanation to the girl, who seemed to be able to believe the explanation more easily then the old woman. She had quickly learnt from the young girl that her name was Katara and that the boy beside her was her brother, Sokka. It was nice to know that Katara believed her. Then again the dark-haired girl had walked in to the tent, saw her clones and so had no choice but to believe her. Maybe she should be more careful about using her shadow clones while she's here?

Nah.

"So you're not from this world?" The boy asked dubiously, looking at her clones with suspicion and weariness. "And you're definitely not from the Fire Nation!"

"Nope," Naruko said, rubbing her head uncomfortably. "Last time I check, my world didn't have a place called the South Pole! And I don't know a place call the Fire Nation!"

"Does your world have benders then?" Katara asked excitably.

The blonde frowned, scratched her head and raised her eyebrows at this, trying to figure out what the hell was bending but nothing came to mind. When she thought of bending, she remembered the one incident where she dared Kiba to bend a spoon with his bare hands. She doubted that what was the girl meant.

"Um, what's bending?"

The girl frowned and said, "Bending is the ability to manipulate an element."

Naruko blinked and blinked her eyes at this piece of information, curling her lips at this piece of information before shaking her head and muttered, "That's a useful ability to have. Probably don't need to waste a lot of chakra doing it."

"Chakra?"

"Long explanation," Naruko said cheerfully. "I'll tell ya about it later!"

The dark-haired girl nodded her head at her and smiled at her before talking to her grandmother about how one of the animals was now having contraction. The elderly woman nodded her head, gave her a small smile before quickly following her grandchildren out of the tent. As soon as she was sure that they were gone, Naruko slumped against the tent and looked down at her hands.

This was all of her fault. If she had been stronger, smarter then maybe she would be back home with the others. She clenched her hands into a fist. There was no way back home. How could there be? She could summon the toads but she didn't know if the toads were able to send her back home, nor if she was able to do it. The last time she summoned, she needed help and summoning Gamabunta wouldn't be easy for her, not now at least.

If only she had good chakra control then maybe a way home wouldn't seem so bleak.

Well in the meantime, she would have to use her shadow clones as a way of improving her chakra control and hopefully she would be able to summon Gamabunta easily, without trouble and doubt.

She really didn't want to spend anymore time in this world than she had too.

I would like to hear your thoughts about this chapter.