Disclaimer: Neither Mishka nor Nelle (the author of this story) own Naruto or the Bermuda Triangle. If they did, it would be really cool, but they don't.

Warning: DO NOT FLAME ME! Look behind you! Seriously, look behind you. Do you see those thirty ninjas behind you? No? Well, they see you! And if you break the rules, they break you. DO THE GRANDMA TEST! Contains mild homosexualilty.

Nelle's Report on the Bermuda Triangle

By Nelle, a friend of Mishka

The Bermuda Triangle is, of course, that suspicious place where ships and planes go missing without a trace. There are many theories about how this occurs. Some are more outrageous than others, including extraterristial activity and the lost island of Atlantis (which was, as Mishka often informs me, actually by Africa) using crystals.

However, using my superior intellect and extensive research (yeah, right), I have discovered the truth about the Bermuda Triangle. The Bermuda Triangle is actually a portal to Konoha, where Sasuke, Naruto, Itachi, and the rest of them reside. When a ship/plane/lifeboat/life raft enters the Bermuda Triangle, Sasuke decides whether or not they will survive. The ones he likes end up in Konoha, most likely eating ramen with Naruto and getting killed by Sasuke for that offense. So, I guess most of them die.

The ones that don't die for that become Sasuke's fangirls (even if they are male). So they probably die then, too…

So, I guess the reason that everybody dies in the Bermuda Triangle is Sasuke. But really, does that surprise you?

The moral of the story is: if you go into the Bermuda Triangle, you will be killed by Sasuke. So don't go there unless you are one of the following: a homophobe, an annoying fangirl, a jock, a hick, Tom Cruise, Mishka's grandma, who has ninja skills, Britney Spears, Madonna, someone who is mean to homeless people (you'll have to deal with me for that), a child molestor, a chobanist, or Steve.

I apologize to all those offended (except for Steve). I love reviewers, so please, comment on my theory, even if you think I'm a crackpot, but do so nicely.