Notes from teh Bayo:

HI! X3 I'm Bayo, and I'll be your adorable hostess for this story. :3 This is one of your average Naruto stories with a simple, cliched background—someone from our world gets sucked into the Naruto world. BUT! Hopefully the plot I have in mind will keep you reading and interested. X3 Most of this story will be done in the first person perspective of my character, and sometimes switching from normal p.o.v. to some other character's p.o.v. D

Of course, I have romances and pairings planned… but I'll let yah'll guess on everything for a while. xD

So please, read, review, believe in me, and… yeah. REVIEW! ♥

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, nor anything from it—all's I own are my characters, the plot, and this story. x3


c h a p t e r . one:
The Nerd

"Hey, hey, guess what, guess what?"

I sighed for the umpteenth time that day.

"What, Kira…?"

I mouthed her words at the same time she spoke them: "Naruto: Shippuuden finally came out! I'm so excited!"

I stared at my friend like an idiot and shook my head nonchalantly. You see, Kira here was a freak anime fan; and apparently, her favorite series—Naruto---after a long seven days' wait, came out, subbed on the blessing of a website named YouTube. I kicked violently at a rock that lay on the sidewalk and watched it soar into a bush, causing a resting bird to sqwuak and flee in terror.

"Oh, really? That's great." It's not like I didn't like anime; it's just that I didn't like Naruto, mainly because I thought it was so overrated (I mean, everyone watched it these days—I preferred animes like Fruits Basket or Tokyo Mew Mew, even). Maybe if it wasn't so popular I'd adore it; but now, after seeing what it turned my best friend into, I was pretty close to sueing the producers.

Kira pouted at me, her dark blue eyes sparkling scoldingly at me. "Aww, c'mon, Nadine—you gotta show at least some excitement! There are tons of hot bishies in Naruto! Like, a gazillion! There's this super cute guy named Neji, a really good-looking teacher called Kakashi; and then there's Naruto, Gaara, Sasuke (even if he does turn into a baddie), Kankuro… the list goes on into forever! Masashi Kishimoto spoils us fangirls!" I could swear I saw her literally glittering with joy, her expression completely dazed. "But… the best-looking guy of them all is…"

I sighed again.

"Nara Shikamaru! He's soooo hot!"

"Honestly, Kira, how could you like such commonplace animes? I mean, a series about ninja running around and throwing knives and those star-things… I bet it gets boring after a while," I replied, shrugging. Kira turned to me again, flipping her long, black ponytail from her face. "Doesn't it?"

"It does not! There's a ton of subplots, too!" she retorted, crossing her arms defensively. "I know you, Nadie—you'd love it if you took the time to watch it!"

I waved my hand at her indifferently. "Yeah, yeah…" I could see my house sitting just a few yards away, and grinned. "It's too bothersome." One of the many lines I knew Kira swooned over.

"…It's troublesome, Nadie! Get it right!"

"Well, excuuuse me! Saying it right is just… troublesome."

She swooned. "Aaaah--! Shikamaruuuu!"


I plopped onto my bed, sighing in complacency. After too long of a week, the weekend had finally come, and I got two full days of break to just rest my mind, do what little homework I had, go shopping, read manga… stuff that people like me usually did.

What would I classify myself as? I'm not much a stereotypical fan, but I'm usually labeled as a nerd. I'm not into sports, I can't be as fast and strong as most people are; but I make up for it in fairly good grades, perfect attendance awards, and everything academically involved. Sometimes I wish I were a little bit into everything so I could at least be labeled some things other than an unpopular and boring nerd, but I guess beggars couldn't be choosers… sometimes, though, I wish I were strong enough to not give up my money for the snobbiest, supposedly prettiest, girl in school (which I, unfortunately, was often found doing). I rolled my eyes.

Some people called me a softy, a freak of oriental nature, and a do-gooder; which is basically what I was. I was so soft it made me a pushover, so much a fanatic of Japan that I was labeled the 'freak of oriental nature', and abided by the rules like a good little girl should do.

I claim I didn't care; but sometimes, I really do wonder how things would be if I were to change even the slightest bit…

Kira was always there to support me though. She was a fangirl, but she was also my best friend.

"Naruto: Shippuuden…" I whispered to myself, rolling onto my stomach to face the picture on my nightstand. It was a photo of my older brother, Reuben Wingard, who had mysteriously disappeared a half a year ago, back when I had just turned fourteen. It was a story I didn't like to retell at all; actually, the only people who could guess close at what happened was me, my mom, and Kira.

He was one of the reasons I didn't like Naruto, too.

You see, Reuben was as much of a Narutard as Kira was; only he was more… manly. He didn't jump around squealing, thank God, and he liked Temari instead of Shikamaru; but he was still glued onto the series like a fly to droppings (it was the best illustration I could come up with right now). Well, one day—it was a rainy evening, I remember—he just up and disappeared after my mom and I came back from a day of mother-daughter bonding. Next to his laptop (he was a nerd, too—only he's tons more popular than I am) was a note that said: 'Don't worry, I'm fine, just in case you two decided to freak out. I'm going to go on my own for a while—I just got the opportunity of a lifetime. Nadie, keep watching and writing Naruto—it's a lot more than you think. –Reuben"

That's when I figured Naruto made him go away, and I stopped watching it. I was into the series before because I looked up to Reuben as a fatherly figure as well as a brotherly one, since my dad died back when I was really young (but I never told Kira that). And what he meant by writing: I'm a writer, too. On I must have submitted at least five big stories since last year… Reuben really liked my style of writing and urged me to become an author when I'm older.

Which made me even more of a nerd.

Suddenly I heard a faint ringing noise from my desk, and sat up and stared at my brother's laptop. I had decided to steal it as my own until he returned. I hobbled over to it and plopped down in front of the low table it was sitting on. Three bold words flashed on a pixelated envelope: 'you've got mail!'

I blinked and clicked on it, bringing up my message. I had to quickly run over to my backpack and retrieve my reading glasses, and set them on my face. They were an ordinary pair of rectangular-shaped lenses framed in a medium black—the fashion of our world today. As I went back to the computer, I read that there was no proper return address, nor a subject. "That's weird," I said to myself, and proceeded to read my email. I didn't make it past the first sentence before I gawked.

Hey Nadie, it's me… Reuben.

"B-Bro…?" I continued to read the message. It said:

Hey Nadie, it's me… Reuben. Sorry for taking so long to write to you, but things here have been busy and even now I have only a brief time to type this up. I just wanted you to know I'm fine and that everything's great; but there's something I need to ask you.

I gulped as I read the next few sentences.

Do you want to visit? My friends are in need of someone who has talents in English and I immediately thought of you, since you're an A-plus student in the subject. If you wanna help your undeserving big brother out, I'll let you know how to get where I am… but if you don't want to, then I can't let you in on our little party plan.

It's… confidential. But I promise it's gonna be awesome!

So send me your answer… and don't worry about the return address. Just reply and click submit; it'll go through.

Love, Reuben

Part of me wanted to scream for my mom to get up here and read this, but instead I sat there and stared at what he wrote. Reuben needed… me?

I didn't even have to think before I replied. I've missed Reuben so much, and if this is the only chance I'll get to see him—even if only for a little while—then I was gonna take it.

My fingers shook as I replied:

Hi, Reuben! I've missed you so much… and of course I'll help you! If it means getting to see you again after these six months, then I'd do anything to do so. Drop me a line—I'll be waiting!

Love, Nadine

I sat back and pressed the 'send' button, and watched as the email shrunk and a pixelated thumbs-up flashed on the screen.

I can't believe what had just happened… Reuben Wingard, my missing brother, had just emailed me after six months of disappearance, supposedly from a Naruto world… if I considered the note he left.

Looking back to the picture on my nightstand, I sighed. I sure hope he replies soon.


( Normal P.O.V. )

'You've got mail!'

The flash of a pixelated envelope and the three bolded words flashed, making the dark room brilliantly flash off and on like a broken light switch. It was unusually cold and drafty in the room that consisted of boulders, and no electric light shined; the only dim light the room received was from the moon that hung outside, shining silver rays through the cracks of some rocks.

"Oi, Benni, I think you got… uh… 'email', was it?"

A thin silhouette was leaning coolly on one of the damp walls, her eyes closed and her arms crossed. Another shadow could be heard travelling across the thick floor, his footsteps light and noiseless as they reached the laptop that shined on the rock table. A thin smile stretched onto his face as his eyes slid across his message, and he rested on his knees as he quickly typed up a reply.

"Well?" The silhouette from the wall inquired as a distinct 'click' sounded, signalling that he had sent his response.

"Looks like we've got a recruit," the other replied with cheer.

"She'd better be as reliable as you say she is," the woman warned.

What could be described as a proud grin curled onto his lips, and flashed his teeth at his companion. "Don't worry—I know she is."

The silhouette rolled her eyes. "All right…"


And that's chapter one, everybody! ;3 Hopefully you all like… and don't worry, Naruto peeps will be starring in the next chapter, I promise. xD And the chapters will be longer as soon as the real story comes rolling along… so don't you worry your little head. ;D

But pleeeeaaaase review! It keeps me typing… and if I get less than I expected, then I'll go slower. xP So if you want more, then review, review, review! X3