Chapter #1

Summery: Alright. So the story itself is going to be about a girl, Airryn Auric, and how she is 'transported' to the Naruto universe after her ice-cream is stolend by a black hole. Yeah, very common theme, but she gets stuck with our favorite Sannin :D (No not Jiraiya.. and if U like Orochimaru I feel for u, really I do.. :P)

Alrighty then. This is the rewritten version of 'Airryn's Story". I'm actually writing this as I'm driving down to Georgia to my family's new house! We've already hit a raccoon, a skunk and a squirrel (HAHA) Animal 0, Mum 3! But yeah.. Anyway I'm gonna rewrite this story in 2nd person... to gain more… perspective. O.O Wish me luck!

Disclaimer: I'm not gonna do this every chapter, so lemme just say it now. I don't own any character from Naruto! I do own my OC Airryn and the occasional other OC added.

P.S. I think this story may be completely different from the Original Airryn's story, so I have changed many things.


Introduction to Naruto in the WRD


The pale, white walls of the room reflected every shadow projected from the window. Equally plain curtains were pulled back to reveal the thundering, brightly lit clouds. The constant thump of the rain echoed through the vacant hallways of the hospital as a young girl sits, staring blankly out the window. A slight creak alerts the presence of her doctor and parents as they enter her room.

"– No cure." The doctor had finished his 'chat' with the young girl's parents as they walked over to the bland colored hospital bed. The young girl was sitting in an upright position against a small mountain of white pillows.

The young girl's mother had ankle length golden hair with deep, cerulean blue eyes that were dulled with sorrow. She had a fit figure, but was very petite and stood at around five feet two inches, compared to her husband who stood around six feet. He had dark, almost blood red hair that reached just below his ears. Bangs hid his eyes in an attempt to hide his tearing, Heterochromic eyes. The girl turned to her parents; a smile made its way onto her face, but did not reach her generic mismatched eyes.

"It's okay… Don't be sad!" Her attempt at cheering her parents up failed, when her mother turned into her father and started to sob again. Her dad put his arms around her shoulders in an attempt to comfort her. Then she set her lips in a straight line. "Are my smiles not enough?"She wondered quietly.

"Tooru will b-be-"Her mother broke into tears again, making the rest of her sentence illegible, her British accent marred it as well. Eletta Auric was known for her determination and kindness in the small town of Tintagel. She never broke, and her eyes where always bright when she helped those in need. The young girl's heart nearly broke seeing her mother's broken expression. Her mother, being a famous Nero-surgeon, was feeling useless in the situation. She was speaking of the girl's older brother – Tooru Auric, who majors in Pharmaceutical Sciences at the University of Tokyo.

"Mum.. Please don't be sad..." The girl tried, but her mother just cried louder. Her father's grip tightened. Despite looking like a foreigner, her father is 80% Japanese, and grew up in Tokyo. He speaks English perfectly, as well as Japanese, French and German. He too, went to the University of Tokyo, but he graduated at age 16. Kentaru Gin Auric was considered a prodigy with Photographic memory and was known as the fastest man in Japan in his youth.

"Ryn!" A panicked yell broke through the hospital, despite the thunder that threatened to trumpet through the teal tiled hallway. Tooru broke through the door, and rushed to his sister's side. His blond hair was a messy jumble and his light brown eyes where wide with panic. He looks almost identical to her father other than his iris shade, and hair color. "What's wrong?" She stared blankly at him, before cracking him a grin.

"Naw... I'm alright." She waved her illness off easily before turning to her Doctor. "So, a week? A day? Hell, a few hours? How long do I have left, Doc?" Her tone was joking, but her eyes where wide with hints of fear.

"… A couple of years, at most." He answered after slight hesitation. Her parents turned to the Doctor in shock, angry expression cursed their perfect features.

"Why would you-"Ryn chuckled darkly, silencing her parents.

"If that's all, I'm gonna' go to bed then. Mum, Dad… Tooru," A deep, thoughtful scowl replaced her smile. "Go home." She then turned to her Doctor, a wide grin appeared; "Doc, I expect ice cream in the morning!" Despite the cheerful and childish exterior she put on, everyone could tell she would want to be along to express her sadness. With a quick hug from each party, the soon-to-be family of 3 left.

After that Airryn Auric smiled every day. She was trying to make other smiles like she did when she was a child. Being only 12 she was still considered a child, but the nurses didn't see that. They just saw a girl who was taking up a hospital bed. Those who Airryn smiled at would only look away or cry. This lasted for half a year. She stopped smiling soon after that. "What was the point" She would think with a grimace.

Every day she would look out the window of the three story hospital. Her parents purposely chose the highest room in the hospital with the greatest view, simply for her. What they didn't know- was that it was torture to look out that window every day. She would look out and see the market every day, how the people moved on with their lives without a care in the world. How they were ignorant of her numbered days.

"Even If I died, the earth would still spin. The clouds would still float by gracefully, the birds will still sing in the forever growing trees, and the cars will continue to go by." She sighed sadly, "Now I'm turning into a poet…" She mumbled angrily out her opened window. Despite knowing all of that, she wanted to live a bit longer.

Just a bit longer.

"I want to live." Was what she yelled at the ceiling every morning. "I want to Live! To experience, to learn, to eat ice-cream! I wanted to eat lemon and pineapple cubes under some shady trees at the beach, talking to my family about good times! I wanted to try sky-diving just to see what flying feels like!" Tears threatened to escape from her heterochromic eyes. "I wanted to go to senior prom with my crush! I wanted to backhand a baboon!" Realizing she appeared to be insane to whom-ever passes her room, she laughed hysterically. "I wanted to rinse out a jar of mayo, fill it with whipped cream and eat it like whinny the pooh eats honey, but at the mall!" Concerned murrmers echoed through the halls outside her door, she snickered.

She stopped abruptly to look around her room. Flowers littered every desk space available,and even when that space was taken flowers seeped toward the floor. Every flower was a different shade of red -her favorite color. The room's smell was mixed, hurting her nose as she glanced out the window- and over the town. Her days where haunted by wants. That single thought kept floating up. Those four words haunted her dreams.

I want to live.

She had decided eight months ago that she would repeat it, and that if she repeated it enough it would come true. If she could just live a little longer. Maybe get rid of her illness altogether. Just maybe. After ten months she knew it was useless to hope. Her brother would visit her every day, while her parents had to work to keep her in the hospital.


Flashback


"What is the point? I'm going to die soon anyway." She had growled numerous times. Then one day, her brother brought her a PS3 system with a rather scary video game called "Porcelain Death".

"Tooru." He looked up from the tangled mess of wires and raised his eyebrow in a silent 'what'. "What would you do if your days were numbered?" He stared at her for a second, then brutally killed a zombie doll missing its lower jaw.

"I would feel trapped." He stated simply. She smiled sadly at him, then blew a doll's head off.

"In one year from today, I'm probably going to die. Could you imagine knowing your death-date brother? Imagine suffocating slowly?" He sent her a look, one she mistook for pity. "You're terrified of the ocean, not because you can't swim, but because you're scared to drown! I remember how you hated to take baths simply because of your phobia of drowning!" She glared at his surprised face, "You were never afraid of the water, you were afraid to suffocate.. Well I'm suffocating!" She panted then coughed harshly before turning to the open window for the salty air.

"I'm suffocating." She murmured. All she wanted was the chance to live.


End Flashback


She clung to that hope. It was all that prevented her from going insane in that pure white room. After 13 months passed, she became determined. She absorbed herbal lore, medical books. Hell, she even read books on legends, anything that could relate to her illness.

But still, the cancerous fibers spread. On her final check-up, she was finally moved to a Hospice room. Being allergic to morphine, she felt herself slowly suffocate at her two year limit showed up. She began to ignore everyone. She would just look out the window, staring blankly at all the people passing by ignorantly on their daily business. She resented those people, and would occasionally hope someone would get hit by a car as they cross the street, just to wind up here.

"I never had that chance." She growled.

The room she had been moved to was a long, rectangle room with two large windows on the far wall. A twin-sized bed was in each corner, taking up the length of each white window. "This room is too clean; it's giving me the hibijibies..." She had complained when moved. The nurse ignored her.

Eventually it got to the point where she wanted to know what it was like to fly, so she jumped off the hospital building. Many thought she was commiting suicide, hell who wouldn't? But she landed in the ocean just to the side of the hospital, and swam all the way back. After that, she was placed on 'suicide watch'.


She resented those pity-filled glances she got from the nurses. She resented those needles; she resented that constant beep of the machines and the ticking of the clock. Studying Botany became a second passion from reading medical books for her. Thanks to those books she learned every pressure point, every vein connection, limb name, flower names, colors, meanings etc. Five months before her 'death date' her doctor waltz into her room with a deep frown on his face. The day before, they had fixed the bedding on the other twin-bed on the opposite wall, no doubt the new 'Suicide watcher' was moving in.

"Airryn, this is Emily Word." He waved toward the doorway as a small girl walked in through the door. She had shoulder length obsidian hair and equally black onyx eyes. Her skin was pale, and reflected the sun as she walked into the room. She wore a black T-shirt with a hand-drawn monster on it saying 'Come to the dark side. We have cookies', beige skinny jeans, black shoes (with neon green laces) and a noticeable cloth necklace around her neck. Ryn stared at her before her gaze drifted to the large number of posters tucked under her arms. She looked to be around age 14, a year older then herself.

"Sup Doctor Mylldew." He just stared at her.

"Airryn." She raised an eyebrow. "All the ice cream in the freezer seems to have disappear overnight. You're not hogging it in your fridge again are you?" She simply looked at him. Truth me told, she hates every dairy product, except ice cream. Other then Lemons, ice cream is her top favorite food.

"Nope." She replied a little too quickly. He just sighed and set Emily's bags on the other twin bed, then left.
"
What're you in here for?" She asked Ryn, who just stared blankly at her posters, the casually reached under her pillow and pulled out a tub of double chocolate chip icecream. Emily's gaze switched between the two, then looked confused. Ryn waved it off.

"I'm gonna die in five months. Why are you here?" She laughed and set her posters on the bed before unrolling one of them.

"I got a bad heart!" Ryn's mouth was suddenly ajar at the girl's high-pitch and cheery attitude. "And I thought you said you had no ice cream!"

"Lemme guess, you're lacking Glycogen in your heart and it's preventing it from beating properly because the energy needed isn't supplied." Ryn recited. Emily looked at her in shock; "And he asked if I had it in my fridge, not under my bed or pillows," Ryn lifts up her covers, revealing tubs of ice cream and bags of ice cubes.

"Yeah, how'd yah know?" Ryn pointed to a clip-board at the end of Emily's bed, making her 'Hn.' and put up a rather strange looking poster of a boy with blond hair and eerily familiar blue eyes. 3 scars lined his cheeks. The boy was wearing a neon orange jumpsuit, and sitting on a frog with a strange 'hero pose'. Ryn couldn't help but snicker.

"What the bloody hell is that?" For a –now- 13 year old, Airryn had a rather fowl mouth. The room suddenly grew cold as Emily turned slowly to Airryn, with her eyes twinkly dangerously.

"Well…" She began, "This is NARUTO UZUMAKI! He is the GREATEST ninja in all the ANIME WORLD! He" Thus began the five hour explanation of every detail from an anime called Naruto.


For months Airryn laughed, played, and started to enjoy her numbered days. They went to the fair and Airryn got a Koi fish, whom Emily named Kisame, to put in their empty room. At one point they attempted to escape the hospital together, by sneaking through the fence that lead to the ice cream shop – but Airryn cut her cheeks on the stray wires jutting out from the chain-linked fence and got two perfectly straight scars on either cheek. After that Emily tried to do the same thing – claiming she wanted to look like Naruto too- but the nurses stopped her.

For her numbered days, Airryn was 'forced' to watch every Naruto episode available to the two teens. At some moments, Emily would begin to laugh in a rather evil manner whenever Orochimaru or some 'bad guy' would pop up on the screen. She scared Airryn more then them.

On October 13th, 2012 Emily went into surgery. For what seemed an eternity, the surgery went on. Apparently Emily was orphaned when she was 9, and her 17 year old brother had been taking care of her until he died from cancer a couple months before. Airryn couldn't understand how the girl could be so happy. She couldn't understand how Emily would laugh and joke with the nurses. How she would talk about Naruto, and Sasuke like they were her brothers. Before Emily went into surgery, Airryn confronted her.


Flashback


"Emi." She Hn'ed at her. "How can you be so happy with your condition? Why do people die after building so much for themselves..?" She stared at Airryn for a second, the gears in her head working slowly.
Emily ignored the first part;

"So other people can follow in their footsteps." Airryn shakes her head.

"What if those footsteps are blown or washed away?" Emily then grinned.

"Well, instead of walking on sand like you seem to be thinking of," Airryn looked away quickly to stare out the window, her cheeks tinged pink, "You are walking on wet cement. So when it dries you will have footsteps there forever!" Airryn stared blankly at Emily's logic, and then broke in a set of hysterical giggles. Tears began to form around her eyes when pain suddenly erupted in her chest. She stopped laughing and gripped her chest tightly, trying to relax. At one point Emily sat on Airryn's bed in worry.

"Yah know.. You never told me why you're in here Ryn." She smiled at Emily before shoving her off the bed.
With slight hesitance, Airryn started her 'sob story'.

"Originally.. I had a tumor in each of my lungs. A stage 2 cancerous growth in both of my lungs was, well very bad." She nodded. "After being in the hospital for a while, they treated me with ionized radiation. The treatment worked… but after that I got pulmonary fibrosis." Emily stared blankly at Airryn, who sighed. "It's when fibrosis tissue grows in the lungs, slowly suffocating the victim to death." Airryn sigh in frustration at Emily's still blank face. "Imagine a weed growing next to a sunflower. The weeds roots wraps around the sunflower and prevents the sunflower from breathing. The weed eventually kills the sunflower because it can't get what it needs to survive; and in my case, that is air.

"Why are you comparing yourself to a sunflower?" Airryn shrugs,

"I just chose a random flower." Airryn stated, giving her an;

"Oh, okay."


End Flashback


Airryn smiled fondly at the memory. Despite the gross feeling of acting like Sasuke, Airryn felt as though Emily was her Naruto who brought her out of the darkness that consumed her. She nearly jumped out of her seat when a rather handsome doctor – she looked at his name tag which read 'Horlick'- Then decided she didn't like him, propped himself over her. His face was expressionless when he started to talk to her about the complicated process of the surgery. A lump formed in Airryn's throat when she stared at those bulky hospital doors. Without any warning, she made a mad dash for those doors, and ran through them to the operating table Emily was laying on.

She felt her heart stop at the flat-line beep, blaring throughout the light blue room. Blood was pooling around the floor and surgical table. Surgery utensils were bloody and beyond recognition, and a pale hand escaped from the white sheet over the body on the metal bed.

"You can't be in he-" Airryn hit the hot-doctor-with-the-sketchy-last-name over the head with the metal utensil holder, sending him sprawling across the floor as Dr. Mylldew ran in.

Before anyone could do anything, she pulled back the disgusting white sheet and stared at the body under it.

Her once silky obsidian hair that absorbed the sun – much to her annoyance- was a tangled mess. Her naturally fair skin was turning a sickly shade, despite her body still being warm. Those once majestic onyx eyes were closed, letting her long black eyelashes rest against the sickly white cheeks that were a healthy shade of pink just an a few hours ago. Yet despite all of this, she lays there with a wide, stupid looking grin on her face. The type of face that just screams 'Ha I fooled you', right before jumping up. Airryn's attention went from that stupid grin to the necklace around her neck. A black cloth-rope chain stood out around her neck, but the black crystal tied to the rope was what caught Airryn's attention, making her remember a certain conversation they had right after Emily received the knockout drugs.


FLASHBACK


Emily was looking a little woozy, lying down in her bed full with knock-out drugs. She was staring intently at Airryn while fiddling with her necklace.

"Hey Airryn…" Airryn looks up from her medical book and raised a fine eyebrow in a silence 'what now?' "If something happens to me I want you to have this crystal." Airryn's eyes suddenly harden.

"Nothing is gonna happen Emi. You're gonna go in, get a new heart and a cool battle-scar showing your stubbornness, and come out before the end of the day higher than the empire state on drugs!" A wide smile was on Airryn's face, making Emi tear up slightly. The one thing Airryn didn't know about the surgery, was that there was only a 5% chance of success.

"Still… And it's not an ordinary mood ring-thingy yah know, like those cheap crappy ones?" Airryn nods, "This one was made by my father before he died. He was a scientist that worked for the government to develop methods of torture-"Airryn raised her eyebrow, but didn't question the matter; "Yeah I know, anyway this crystal really does read the emotions of the wearer. Like it doesn't react by body temp, but it 'acts' on bodily vibrations and heart rate and stuff. It actually reads the wears emotions without any fail. Well not just emotions but you get it right? He said his partner, a man named Gin, helped him create it.." Airryn nods reluctantly, thinking the name sounded familiar, then says with a smile;

"Hey guess what? When you get outta the surgery I have something to tell you about today!" A grin nearly split Airryn's face in two, making Emily's eyes tear slightly. Two nurses filed into the room.

"I can't wait! Ima sleep now though!" and with that, she fainted as the doctors took her away. Airryn smiled at the thought.


End Flashback


The funeral was October 16th, three days after Airryn's Birthday.


There you go! Edited version of chapter one of Airryn's story! Muhahaha! Yeah. Well anyway.. Just as I finished writing this I saw a huge bus that look like it exploded being dragged. It was awesome. My little brother kept yapping and yapping about it till I Finally got the duct tape. Remember, Silence is golden but duct tape is silver! (Or glow n' da dark like what I got : D)

Holy shit I just had a life/death situation! A brown recluse landed on me from the hotel ceiling and scared the absolute crap outta me, squashed by this laptop! I freaking HATE spiders, I hate them more then anything! Never mind, swarms of flies are pretty gross.