Disclaimer: I will say it once and only once. I do not own Naruto. There, this will be the only disclaimer for this story. I am to lazy to write it over,and over, and over, ect. again.
Chapter One
...Naruto... That's the name of one of the most popular stories in our world. A story about a young blonde idiot and his journey to become the best Hokage ever, to be better then all the Hokages before him... what if... we tweaked Masashi Kishimoto's idea, by adding one little character. What if... we added one extra sixteen year old to the time of the Forth Hokage... what if... she was from our world, and knew the story well... This story is about the Butterfly Effect, and how things never happen the same way twice.
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"Mom! I'm home!" I called out, closing the front door behind me as I entered our fairly large house. I kicked off my shoes and put them by the staircase so that I could take them up to my room later on. I then made my way to the kitchen.
"Hi Alice, did you have a fun time volunteering at the West County Library today?" asked my mom, as she put some pizza into the oven. While she was doing this I picked up the pizza box and saw that it needed to go in for eighteen minutes.
"Neh, it was okay." I said, putting the pizza box down and going over to the oven to set the built in timer, since my mom never uses the timer for pizza, she always burns it. I then walked over to a cabinet, pulled out a clean glass and walked over to the refrigerator.
"Well, what was okay about it?" she asked as she walks over to her sun-room and sits on her love seat. She then picked up her Mac Book Air, reclines the seat, and logs on to her laptop.
I paused. Thinking about how it was particularly slow today and how I was so board that, I had stolen one of my best friend's -of whom I have a crush on- hat when he wasn't paying attention and how he had pulled me into his lap to try to get back. Ahhhh... That was fun.
"Nothing really, but I did get to pick up some Naruto episodes from the DVD section after I had finished my shift." I told her, while opening the fridge door and pulling out some milk. I then closed the door, put my glass on the island, and pored some milk into it. I opened the door again, returned the milk, and closed the door absentmindedly with my hip.
"That's nice. Can you excuse me Alice? I need get back to work." she said, typing away on her laptop; she slowly began to tune me out.
I sighed, and finished up my milk before saying, "Okay, talk to ya later." I then put my glass down, picked up the Naruto DVD, my purse, and began to head downstairs to our big flat screen TV.
There, I put in the Naruto DVD, sat down on the couch and, a few episodes later, fell asleep to the sound of the Naruto theme song playing out in Japanese...milk always did make me sleepy.
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Minato was tired. He had only just finished filling out all the current paperwork that came with the job of being Hokage, when an ANBU came running into his office and reported that a severely wounded civilian had just been found in the forests right outside Konoha. Now, he had to head over to the hospital and see why the civilian had been so wounded in the first place. He was tiered. Couldn't he, the Hokage, ever get a break around here?
He now stood outside the mysterious civilians hospital room, waiting for the doctor to finish up so that he could finally try to find out what had happened to him/her. The doctor came out of the room, bowed, and told him it was fine for him to see the patient now. He nodded, entered the room, and he suddenly didn't feel so tired any more.
Inside the room was a sleeping auburn haired beauty with wavy hair that reached a little past the shoulders, and fairly tan skin with millions of freckles everywhere he could see. He could tell she had a beautiful hour-glass figure by the way the sheets lied against her body, and that, although skinny, she did not look half-starved like the millions of fan girls he ran into everyday. But he could also tell that she was no shinobi, and,although muscled, she was nowhere near the average Kunoichi.
Out of the corner of his eye, Minato noticed what he assumed to be her purse in the corner of the room on a chair. Oh how badly he wanted to reach inside that purse and find out all her secrets, but he was a gentlemen, and knew better then to reach into a woman's purse. After all, he learned the hard way when his curiosity got the better of him when Kushina had left her purse out while he was over once... that was the day he found out that, not only did purses weigh a ton, but they really, really, really hurt when the owner finds out and hits you with it. And they always do. Nowadays he understood why most male ninjas refused to go anywhere near a woman's purse unless it was a life or death situation.
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'Ugg, I feel like I was run over by a truck' I thought to myself, slowly opening my eyes to an unfamiliar white room. I closed them again. It looked like a hospital room. I hated hospitals.
"Where am I?" I groaned out, slowly sitting up in the-surprisingly- comfortable hospital bed. Scratch out what I thought earlier, my body felt like it had been run over by ten trucks. I opened my eyes once more to see a very handsome young man sitting down across the room looking at me. He looked familiar...
Strike one
The man had spiky blonde hair, sky blue eyes, tan skin, and looked like he was cosplaying out Naruto. He smiled at me and asked, "Hey what's your name? Mine's Minato Namikaze."He told me. I had half a mind to burst out laughing, but something told me I had better keep quiet, and that I shouldn't give out my real name.
Strike two
"Ichigo Ryushiro." I lied. "Where am..." I started, but was rudely cut off when an injured silver-haired, masked kid came in. He looked a lot like a child version of Kakashi Hatake from Naruto, was everybody cosplaying here?
"HOKAGE-SAMA! OBITO IS DEAD!" he exclaimed, tears streamed out of his eyes.
Strike three
Minato's eyes widened in shock, and I could see tears begin to form, he hung his head down like the weight was to much to bear.
"Wh-where a-am I-I-I-I?" I stuttered out, my eyes widening. This was to much to be purely quintessence.
A man that looked like some kind of doctor entered my room and answered my question. "Why Konohagukure no Sato Hospital, of course."
And your out
I was out like a light.
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Although I didn't find out until later, it was three days until I woke up. But this time, there was nobody to greet me. My body still felt horrible, but I was much better then when I had first woken up. I examined the hospital room for the first time, my bed was in the corner of the room, with a window right next to it, there was a night stand next to the bed, my purse was on it, and there was a chair right next to the bed. I painfully reached out to my purse, grabbed it, and brought it back to me.
I was pleased to see that everything was just were I had left it when I had fallen asleep earlier. So I reached in, pulled out my soloer powered i-phone, turned it on, and checked my messages. I was surprised to see I had service here.
All the messages were the same, they were all asking me where I was and if I was okay, some even claimed that if I didn't come home right now, they would find me themselves. I snorted, like they could really find me here. I didn't want to stay completely out of the my world, so I texted my two best friends, Sarah and Mac.
I basically told them that everything was okay, that I didn't want them to worry, and that, I didn't know where I was. (lie). I also told them that I would try to find my way home as soon as possible. The last thing I told them was that I had to keep my cell phone off here, or else I wouldn't be able to talk to them at all. So I turned my phone off, and looked up to see Minato sitting in the chair right next to me. I jumped.
He smiled sheepishly at me and scratched behind his head, a curious look in his eyes. He looked a little sad, probably from finding out Obito had died. But I could also tell he had finished morning, and that he would be back on his feet soon.
"Ano... what is that?" he asked me, looking at my cell phone. I decided to tweak the truth just a little bit.
"It's a cell. I use it to play games, listen to music, and to keep track of things I need to remember." I told him, his eyes lightened up so much he looked like a kid in a candy shop. I then spent the next hour explaining how to play games, listen to music, and to take notes with my cell phone. It was rather amusing to watch him try to play Crash Team Racing, and Tetras. But I regretted it later when he finally caught on and beat my high score by 3,289 points.
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When we had finished playing with my i-phone, he had decided that now was the time to interrogate me.
"So... Ryushiro-san, do you remember what happened to you?" he asked, the playful young adult he was earlier was long gone, and in his place was a serious young man.
I sighed, although I didn't like lying, I was suddenly happy I was so good at it.
"I... don't remember. I don't even remember where I'm from. I know I wanted to live in Konoha for some reason, and that's it. Like, I know how old I am, when my birthday is, and the basic facts of life, but everything else is just a blank." I said, he gave me sympathetic eyes, and I felt very guilty for lying to him, but I couldn't tell him that I was from another world, he would think I'm crazy. Maybe if I got closer to him, but not now. No, I couldn't tell him.
"Well, maybe I could help you with that, I know this isn't the most appropriate question, but how old are you?" he asked me. I lied to him again. I would have to right this all down somewhere so I didn't mess up my story.
"Seventeen, I turn eighteen in December, why do you ask?" I answered. But I knew I was lying. I was sixteen, and I turned seventeen next year in January.
"How would you feel about being my secretary?" he asked me. His face kind and compassionate. "I mean, you would have to be tested first, to make sure your not a spy for another village, but this way I can give you a nice stable job." he told me. My eyes widened in shock, if I became his secretary, that meant that I would have a job and that I could take care of myself for as long as I stayed here.
"I would love to." I agreed, and this was the beginning of my life in Konoha.
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It took several days for the Konoha hospital to release me, and Minato came to visit me every day. He told me about his pervert teacher Jiriya, his best friend, Kushina, and well, everything. I learned stuff that had never before been reviled in the Naruto series. Like, for instance, he had a pet dog named, Shirotaisho ( white general I think), witch was the cutest albino border collie I had ever seen.( the hospital staff got in a huffy fit when he brought it in)
After I was released from the hospital, I was then tested to see if I was a spy ( I tested negative), and Minato gave me an apartment ( that already had some furniture) . I then found out that all the money I had had on me when I had left my world was turned into Ryo when I came here. I then spent it on food and clothing for myself. I began working for Minato a few days after that.
It was on my second day of being his secretary, that I met Kushina Uzumaki. (A/N: I don't mean to be mean Kushina fans, I actually like her, but I need her to be evil in this story) I learned that, whenever Minato was around, she was an annoying tomboy who loved ramen (like him) and who was slowly beginning to love him, but when Minato was gone, she changed into a spoiled girly-girl brat who hated ramen and wanted nothing but power, and money. She didn't really care about Minato, all she wanted was to be pampered, and given attention.
Normally I would tell somebody about someone like her right away, but I knew who Naruto's mother was, and I also knew that, if I wanted everything to play out the way it was supposed to, I couldn't afford to tell Minato about her.
It had been almost a year since I've arrived here, and I've been forced to stop keeping in contact with Mac and Sarah. I hated it, but I knew that all I was doing by talking to them was keeping their hopes up, and it was more then likely that I would never see them again.
And, although I knew how Minato's story was suppose to end... I couldn't help myself, and I had fallen for Minato. But, I decided to never tell him. He was meant to be with Kushina, she was meant to bear his son, and their son was meant to be Naruto Uzumaki Namikaze.
But then one day...
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I was exhausted. It was like everybody had decided that they needed to see the Hokage today. Even the current Uchiha head needed to see Minato! And he has never needed to see Minato! But, on the bright side, his wife and-currently- only child came with him, and I got to meet little Itachi Uchiha. He was so adorable!
Anyway, I decided that I felt like ramen today. So I headed over to the ramen stand and... I saw Minato and Kushina in an ally. They... were arguing.
"You lied to me!" came out an anguished cry from Minato. He looked like he'd just found out about Kushina's dark side. He looked horrible, he had dark circles under his eyes, his cheeks were stained with tears, and, well, he overall looked like he had just come back from a solo A ranked mission. That, was how bad he looked.
"Oh, no, Sweetheart. It's not what it seems, I love you and only you!" said Kushina. She looked a little tasseled, and was wearing a bath robe. There was another man right next to her. He was, also, wearing a bath robe.
"N-n-n-no! I don't believe you!" he took his head into his hands and shook, hard. "I-i-i-i-i had figured you did not always act the same way around me as you did with others, but-but...but." he didn't finish, no, he couldn't finish. He dropped his hands, and fell to his knees. The unknown man put his hand on Kushina's shoulder, and whispered something to her. She nodded her head, and they left.
I debated continuing on to the ramen stand, but then realized, I couldn't just leave him there, he looked like he needed a shoulder to cry on . So I walked into the ally, knelt down, and wrapped my arms around him. I had never seen him like this before, even when he found out Obito had died, it wasn't this bad. But then again, shinobi die every single day, but it's not everyday you find out your entire relationship was based on lies.
"Shhhhhhh... It's okay, everything will turn out alright in the end, you'll see." I whispered comfortingly. He looked up, his eyes bore into mine, and I broke. He looked so-so, broken; miserable. "Come on, we can't stay here. My apartment's only a block away, you can wallow in self pity all you want there." I told him, he nodded, and we left.
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I don't know how we did it, but we somehow were able to make it to my apartment without anybody seeing him. I unlocked the door, and let him into my house. But my blood turned cold when he asked me this simple question.
"How long?" he asked, sitting on my couch with his head in his hands. There were many answers I could think of for that question, but I knew which one he wanted.
"How long what?" I asked going into the kitchen to grab myself some milk, and he, sake. I took out both drinks from my fridge, poured them into two separate cups and entered the living room.
He laughed, and said, "You didn't seem very surprised earlier, so, how long have you known that Kushina wasn't the girl I thought her to be?"he asked me. I shifted uncomfortably. I did not want to answer that question. But considering what I just saw, he deserved to know.
"Ever since the day I met her." I told him. He laughed hysterically, and I was beginning to worry about his sanity.
"I'm so stupid!" he cried out. Ahhhh, it made much more since now. (A/N: If you don't get it, don't ask and ignore that last sentence.) He threw his head back, and more tears fell down his handsome face. I rapped my arms around him, and pulled him into my chest; we stayed like that for the rest of the night, and my heart flew out to him when I noticed he had cried himself to sleep.
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