Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Neither does Oni. If we did... things would be different. Heh heh heh. LEETEN FOREVER (at least if I owned it)

Fair Warning: This is my first stab at a fanfiction in... um... maybe three or four years. So... just so you know.

This is the story of two completely abnormal girls in a regular, average world (for now). Twentytwenty (which is Tenten multiplied by two) is me, the authoress. So things in the story happen MY way. Oni (which is Ino spelled backwards) is my sister-like best friend. The story will most likely NOT happen the way she wants. Like LeeTen. Because NejiTen is just wrong, man.

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Oni and Twentytwenty's Wonderful World of Naruto- In Our Minds!

Prologue: In the Beginning: Enter Oni and Twentytwenty!

So. Once there were two young women. Their names were Oni and Twentytwenty, and they were very mad-genius like in terms of creativity, both of them. Oni had short darker brown hair, kept down because you can't really do anything with short hair, and Twenytwenty had very long lighter brown hair kept up in pigtails, with a flop of her bangs (termed by these two as 'Inobangs') hanging over her left eye. Oni wore glasses, and Twentytwenty wore contacts. They were very similar, but still argued over things like shipments in their favorite anime/manga series EVAR- Naruto.

Twentytwenty absofreakinglutely heart-heart-HEARTED LeeTen. Oni was in complete disagreement and shipped LeeSaku and NejiTen.

Oni loved yaoi. Twentytwenty avoided it like the plauge. Except when it was included with LeeTen. Then she braved it.

Twentytwenty loved Gaara. Oni loved Sasuke.

Oni shipped real, actual shipments. Twentytwenty mainly shipped OCs.

So they argued. A lot.

One day, Twentytwenty slept over at Oni's house. She was on her laptop, spamming the history with LeeTen goodness.

Fictions...

Pictures...

Clubs...

Sites...

...

Hey wait, this is a... cult?

"Oni-neechama!!! I found a LeeTen cult!" she called.

Without even looking up from her video game, (Naruto: Ultimate Ninja 3!) Oni replied: "No."

"Aww, but looook..."

"You are not joining a cult. ESPECIALLY not a LeeTen cult. On MY computer." There was a scream, and TRY AGAIN! flashed on the gamescreen.

"Tutu! Come here and beat the Two Headed Wolf for me."

Twentytwenty put down the laptop and went over. "Well. No wonder you're losing. I mean, come on. Shino?!"

"I can't pick who I'm good at, Tutu." Tutu was the nickname Oni had given her. Like, you know... Twentytwenty.. 2020... 2 2... Tutu...

She swept the controller out of Oni's hands and selected Tenten. "What makes you think I can win everything? You always get me to fight the hard stuff."

Oni looked her square in the face. "Because. I played Gaara- GAARA!- and you still deafeated me."

Twentytwenty shuffled. "Well, come on. He's slightly slowish... and stuff..."

"You were playing as KANKURO, woman!!! That takes some freaky, unnatural talent to actually be able to WIN as him!"

"Meh..." Twentytwenty shrugged. "Luck?" She turned her attention back to the game.".......................................... WHAT THE FUDGESNAPPER?!?!?! JUMP, STUPID! I SAID JUMP! DON'T THROW THE SHURIKEN...! GYAHH!!!"

'Try Again!'

She sat there, flustered. "Oninee! I was... I... Jump button and.... Shuriken... Jump... JumpJumpJumpJUMP!" She pounded the X button on the PS2 controller. Oni looked over. "Wait a minute... That's not the jump... Oh! Right! I changed the settings so the controls matched the ones in Kingdom Hearts. So it would be easier for me."

So Twentytwenty reconfigured the settings so that she could easily open a can of whoopass on the Two Headed Wolf. Which she did. She then handed the controls back to Oni and went back to the laptop.

"You'd better delete all that LeeTen nonsense out of my history!"

"NOEZ! It is good FOR THE SOUL! I must purify you of your NejiTen sickness!"

"NejiTen is amazing!"

"NO... NOOOOOOO!!!! LEETEN FOREVER!" Twentytwenty blinked. "Hey. What's this?" She clicked on the link that said 'Naruto's World!'

"If you crash my computer I will kill you."

"Oninee! COME HERE!!!" She had a shocked look on her face.

Oni ran over "Oh my God, Tutu, if you broke it..." she stopped. The screen was spinning and distorting itself in a crazed, psychotic manner. As wierded out as they were, they just couldn't take their eyes off of the swirl of color and light.

Suddenly, the screen flashes, and the color spiraled out of the computer. Oni and Twentytwenty were sucked into the vortex, and then they both blacked out.

Twentytwenty twitched. It was dark. Very dark. The kind of dark she wished it could be when she tried to fall asleep. And she did fall asleep. And she dreamt. She dreamt of strawberry ice cream and magical firework-controlling scythes. She dreamt of intergalactic evil villians and the so-called 'heroes' who stopped them. She dreamt of herself in all her alter egos, each with various and unique powers. She dreamt of being a master spy and of talking badgers.

Pretty muchly, she dreamt of all the things Twentytwenty normally dreamed of.

Oni breathed slowly. It was dark. Very dark. She tried to remember how she had gotten there. Was Tutu going to jump out and scare her, as per usual? Musing the darkness, she drifted off to sleep. She dreamt in a haze, of blurred faces and slurred voices. Things were happening... what was happening? It drove her crazy. Where were her glasses? Wait. She could see something. A light...?

She dreamt many other things that made no sense.

"Myaaah... murmermurmer. Cliiiick....." Twentytwenty was vaugely aware of her voice.

"...Sensei. They're waking up."

A strange voice... That's not Oni...

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2020: Bear with me, ladies and children! I promise it will get better!

NEXT TIME!

A Rude Awakening: A New Identity!