Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Unfortunately.
CHAPTER 1
"Bailey, shouldn't we be going to bed soon? It's two in the mawwwww." Abigail Wilson's sentence terminated in a huge yawn. Her mouth stretched open so wide it tilted her whole head back, and then the rest of her body followed, tipping back on her chair's hind legs. She was tall for her 13 years, and she kept her feet planted on the floor as her chair tilted. Her legs seemed to stretch like gum.
Beside her in the darkened room was a small blonde girl, hunched like a gargoyle with her nose inches from a computer, and this one let out squawk of outrage. "NO!" Without looking away from the computer, she managed to snatch up a pillow from the couch beside her chair, and hurled it sideways at her friend. She missed by a mile or three.
"I'm watching the next one!" she snarled, eyes madly glinting in the screen's blue glow. "I can't watch Naruto at my house because I have dial-up, and it'd take me a whole day to download one crummy episode!" She scowled at the computer, as if it was its fault for being better than hers. "That's if the cruel parent doesn't decide, oh, important phone call time when I'm at 99%! Every flippin' time, Abby, EVERY FLIP-"
"Alright alright, keep your hair on!" Abigail said, snapping her chair back forward and punching the back of Bailey's head. "You'll wake up my cruel parents!"
Bailey, absorbed in the show, did not even notice."-pin time." she concluded, as though there had been no interruption.
"How many timez, Bailey?"
"Every timez," muttered Bailey.
"Oh, I hadn't heard you." Abigail shook her curtain of black hair off her face, which was pale and freckled and radiated innocence.
"I wish I knew Japanese," Bailey said. "How'm I supposed to ogle Sasuke if I have to be reading the subtitles?"
"Be glad there ARE subtitles, or you wouldn't understand any of this!" Abigail said. "Wait- you can read?"
Bailey ignored her. Abigail sighed. Her friend had only been introduced to Naruto a week ago, and the obsession was swift and final as an execution. Abigail had downloaded a few of the episodes, and once Bailey had watched them, she had demanded more with the fury and conviction of a cocaine addict. So Abigail had downloaded the rest tonight, with Bailey breathing down her neck and rambling about how lucky Abigail was to have high-speed. Despite which, the download had taken 4 hours.
That had been 7 hours ago. They had not left the computer room since. Bailey's eyes were pasted still to the screen, flickering from the English captions up to the picture and back.
"That scumbag!" she yelled suddenly, making Abigail jump. Onscreen, the white haired ninja Kakashi was trapped in a water cage by his opponent. "Hand me that pillow!"
Abigail dropped the pillow onto Bailey's head. Bailey grabbed it, wound up and flung it forcefully at the computer screen, knocking off a pop bottle that was resting there. Mountain Dew splashed all over the monitor.
"Bailey!" Abigail protested. "Now I have to clean!" Bailey giggled and snorted with no sign of remorse. When Mountain Dew dripped down a close-up of Naruto's face, though, Abigail began to laugh as well. Snickering, she left the room to get some paper towel.
Lightning lit up the hallway as Abigail padded into it. It was close to a gale outside. It was a more suitable night for watching horror movies instead of Naruto, thought Abigail, but she knew there would be no point in suggesting they do anything else.
Re-entering the computer room with the paper towel, Abigail unthinkingly flicked on the light, and then screeched like a vampire along with Bailey. Hastily she switched it back off.
"Owie owie," Bailey wailed, breaking eye contact with the screen for the first time to clutch her face. "We hates the light, Abby."
Abigail staggered over, rubbing her own eyes. "We does too, mah petite, we are so sorry."
She cleaned the Mountain Dew off the screen, while Bailey craned and twisted to see around her, complaining the whole time about the interruption.
"Now I've missed some of it," she finished with, as Abigail completed her task. Abigail brandished the wet paper in her friend's face.
"Want this down your shirt? It's your fault, eejit!"
"Nothing is my fault!" Bailey said, sticking her nose in the air. "Now get out the way, fatso."
Staying in front of the screen, Abigail did a belly dance to irritate Bailey, until Bailey punched at her and she had to dodge nimbly aside. Bailey rewound the episode by a few minutes. Abigail plunked into her own seat again.
Onscreen, Kakashi was winking at Naruto and saying he wouldn't let his friends die. The moment that the screen displayed Zabuza in the midst of the three child ninjas, saying "it's over", several things happened at once.
A bright flash of lightning lit up the room at the exact same time that they heard the boom of thunder, there was a horrific crack somewhere above their heads, the computer flashed off, and Bailey and Abigail both fell off their chairs. Neither of them knew how; if they didn't know better, they would have said it seemed like the chairs had evaporated beneath them. Without the blue glare of the computer screen, the room was plunged into entire darkness.
Sitting on the floor, Bailey blinked against the dark as if she could scrub it away with her eyelashes. She couldn't.
She was also suddenly cold, and wished her pyjama top had sleeves. She began to say as much, but Abigail interrupted her.
"You overclocked my computer so much it was heating up the room!"
"Impossible. It's a computer, not a clock."
"You're dumb."
"I hope you freeze."
Smugly: "My pyjamas have sleeves."
Bailey was silent for a moment, and then asked, "So did the computer explode, or what?"
"Did your brain explode? Ever hear of a power outage?"
"Ever hear of murder?" Bailey squalled, clawing beside her and hoping to make contact with Abigail's face. Abigail went "NYAHAHAHA!" in the dark and shuffled somewhere out of reach.
"How can you mock me in my misery?!" Bailey said, suddenly dismal. If she made Abby pity her, Abby might come close to comfort her, and then... claws to the eyes! She began to snuffle. "Now I'll never know if they defeat Zabuza, or if they are all killed..."
But Abigail was clearly not listening to her. In fact, it sounded like she was getting up. Bailey was too nervous of knocked shins and stubbed toes to do the same, especially in Abigail's home. Better to let her friend navigate the environment which was more familiar to her. Bailey did, however, wave her arms about trying to find her chair. She could not feel it anywhere, and when she put her hands back down, the carpet felt soggy.
"Ew," she groused. "Where is my stupid chair, and why is the stupid carpet wet?"
"Maybe because you spilled pop all over, numbskull!"
"Well, did my stupid spillt pop dissolve your stupid chair?"
There was hesitation from the dark beside her. "You know, I can't find mine either. We hates the light... but on this occasion, we wants it..."
"And I'm cold," Bailey added, just to ensure her displeasure was clear.
"Boo," said Abigail, "hoo," and once again, "hoo."
"I hatez you."
"The heater must have shut down. I'm sure we'll find the chairs someday, hiding out as a refugee in the neighbour's haystack!" Now there were sounds of Abigail stumbling blindly towards the far wall.
"If I can… find the bathroom, I know there's a flashlight in…a-aaack!" She screeched piercingly and there was a loud thunk, the sound of her falling (Bailey knew that sound well and could easily identify it from other thuds and crashes)- then a muffled curse. It was certainly not Abby's voice cursing.
"What the hell?" Bailey sat backwards onto the gross wet carpet. "Who is that?!" Then Abigail started to scream something, but Bailey could not decipher the words: her voice was drowned out by others' voices and sudden motions all around.
"Don't move, or you die!"
Not really a cliffhanger, as you can probably guess what's happening, but I had to end here anyways, because of very important matters I must attend to (cough, cough)... also because I just felt like it. The next chapter will be coming in soon (hopefully).