Alright guys, this is my first time posting a fic. I wouldn't say I'm new to the site but I was too lazy to make an account and post something. Hahaha I remind myself of Shikamaru. NEwayz, I have no idea what I'm writing and I'll probably write myself into a whole but THAT'S OKAY! This character is based on me by the way. Just the name and age changed. Well I guess I'll see what's different and the same as we go along...

Name: Tora

Age: 14

Eye color: Changes a bit depending on mood. (Original, huh?) Normally in between gray and blue.

Physical description: About average. Definitely not even near chubby yet not thin enough to be anorexic or something. Oh, and she's really strong and you can't tell.

Personality: She'll be serious and stoic on occasion, but most of the time is totally random and fun. Definitely an interesting girl. Can be moody and acts suspiciously catlike... Eh, you'll see on the way.

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Tora pranced around her 8th grade classroom, her hite-ate of choice bouncing off her collarbone as she did so. It was a Konoha headband that she had bought for $20 at Hot Topic once. She collected them, actually, but Konoha being her favorite village in the entire anime of Naruto... well she wore that one most.

Her best friend Kyoko bounced after her, smiling back at their classmates. The school year was drawing to an end (THANK GOD! Tora had thought when she realized this about ten minutes ago.) and so they all had gotten used to Tora, Kyoko--

"Ren!" Tora yelped as the brunette boy stepped in his path. She ended up half-glomping half tripping and falling on him. He grunted as the side of her head hit his chest. She then proceeded to slide off him to the floor. And she sat there, her legs neatly tucked underneath herself pouting up at him. Kyoko, meanwhile, stopped abruptly behind her, tripped, and started to fall forward. Tora, noticing this reached back over her head and steadied the girl then returned to pouting.

"What the hell was that for!?" she hissed at Ren, who helped her up.

She fixed her favorite hite-ate, of course, and then crossed her arms, waiting for his explanation. Apparently he didn't have one. He just smiled at her, and said "Aww, come now, Kitten. You know you can't stay mad at me for over three minutes!"

Hearing her pet name made her perk up, and Ren was satisfied to see her eyes become a sharp gray. He ruffled her hair and gave her an 'I told you so!' look. He walked away as she felt a sharp poke on her shoulder blade and suddenly remembered Kyoko, who was still behind her. "STOP IGNORING ME!" she shouted and jumped on her back, and Tora simply took her and continued to prance around the room, giving Kyoko a rather bouncy piggyback.

Tora loved her friends. She had what she thought of like a small group of friends. This consisted of Kyoko, who was like her exact twin, Ren, who was an arrogant and competitive boy who seemed to be born to lead, Haru, who really is a sweetheart. He's funny, and tries his best to keep up with Ren without much success. Finally, There is Leiko. She's pretty and she knows it. Of course there's me, too.

Anyway, by now the bell had rung and Kyoko had jumped off her back and sprinted to her locker. Tora followed suit. Her locker smelled funny. She had no idea why. She kinda liked it... but couldn't say what it smelled like. It always had, since she'd been assigned to it at the beginning of the school year. She grabbed all her stuff, shoved it into her bag and ran out of the school. Seeing Leika standing in front of Ren who was leaning on a tree, she sprinted up to them, heading right for Ren.

Leika's POV: (A/N: Just cuz I can!!)

Leika stood, one hand on her hip and the other dangling loosely, her bag on it. She was talking to Ren-- well, right now he was saying something to her but they were in a conversation and she was admiring his hair. It was messy in an oh-so-cute way, and reached just past his ears... His chocolate brown eyes looked really good with his hair, too. She opened her mouth to reply, but with a flash and a blur he was gone. Or, a few feet away on the ground with Tora pinning him down by his shoulders.

"Hi!" she purred before jumping off him and hugging me as a greeting. She was cute. She acted younger than she was and managed to make it cute. Usually it got annoying after a while if other people did it a lot but you just couldn't get tired of Tora.

The one thing she couldn't stand about her was her clothes. She had absolutely no taste in clothes whatsoever. Probably because she was so damn carefree- yet another characteristic that made her so damn cute. Which made me and other people so damn attached to her. Damn. Anyway, she seemed just to throw on anything that'll cover her and just not care... but she looked good in anything.

Tora's POV:

Tora plopped down on the couch of her family's living room with her beloved laptop, flip-flop-lap-top-potato-luvin-charlie-the-flappy-lappy-that-spins. Now, flip-flop-lap-top-potato-luvin-charlie-the-flappy-lappy-that-spins was a very nice notebook with a built in tablet thingy. But today, she was planning to watch anime… and was disappointed to see that she had run out of Naruto episodes to watch. Well, she'd already known that but she was hoping she could find the next one on the internet since it'd already aired in Japan. So she heard…

Biting her lip, she turned off flip-flop-lap-top-potato-luvin-charlie-the-flappy-lappy-that-spins and stood up. "Huh…" she mumbled before slipping out the front door. Her parents wouldn't be home for hours anyway, and her siblings… well, who knows? She paused and then thought, And who cares? Before stalking out stiffly.

However, as soon as she stepped out, she froze. Her eyes widened and she looked down at her hands, horrified at the sight of… them being empty. She scowled, decided she seriously needed to get a life, and went back inside. Seriously, I freaked out cuz I forgot my bag! Over-dramatic much!? She inwardly hissed at herself. It was okay though. She really wasn't mad at herself or anything. She just pretended she was. 'cause she was cool like that.

She went upstairs and grabbed flip-flop-lap-top-potato-luvin-charlie-the-flappy-lappy-that-spins (A/N: Pant…pant that's seriously getting annoying!!) and then headed downstairs. Her room was in the basement. She felt most at home there, for some reason. She picked up her rather large and overstuffed backpack and slipped (Shoved) flip-flop-lap-top-potato-luvin-charlie-the-flappy-lappy-that-spins into it and THEN proceeded to head outside.

Tora didn't know where she was going. In fact, she had no idea where she was now. But that was okay! She always seemed to find her way back. Hmm, right now, she was in a forest. She grinned her sharp fang-like teeth and shouldered her pack, almost bracing herself. Then she practically launched herself at the nearest tree and quickly crawled up it.

"Just like a cat." She purred to herself, settling on a branch and taking off her backpack. Sighing, the girl leaned back against the trunk of the tree and closed her eyes with the bag in her lap for a moment before inspecting her nails. She did all she could to keep them pointy. And right now they could use some filing. Luckily a nail file was kept in the front of her bag, so it was taken out and each nail was filed down to a neat point. Her nails were long and clean, and she was proud of them, along with her teeth. Well, she pretty much liked being catlike.

No thoughts entered the girl's mind for a minute, and she froze. Simply listening to the sounds of the forest. Smelling the scents of the forest. She loved smells. You could tell a family's history just by smelling the scents that had been long since buried in the rug.

Next, a loom was pulled out of Tora's magic bag. Yes, an entire weaving loom. The girl smiled at it and then began.

Weaving was something she was good at. You can make pretty much anything and use anything with it. Wires, metal, string… She loved string, and had a strange obsession with it. You could do anything with it. Tie it, weave it, crochet it, knit it, play with it, chase it, tie it to a limb and watch it move like it was a part of you, bite it, the list went on as she worked. A few hours later she stopped when her shuttle ran out of string. She pulled out a ball of it but instead of putting it on the shuttle and resume weaving, she bit a good length off and tied the ends together. After putting the weaving stuff back, she began to make designs with the string. Jacob's Ladder, The Fly, Cup and Saucer, Eiffel Tower… once again, the list went on as she worked. Maybe if somebody was here… they'd play Cat's Cradle with her. That was one of her favorite games. But nobody would come and play with her. Nobody ever did. Oh well.

By this time the sky was dark, and she packed up and left. The daily visit to the forest became routine now.

Tora looked at Kyoko who looked at Haru who looked at Leika who looked at Ren. It always ended with Ren.

"It's not going to work." Ren announced.

"No shit." Kyoko put in. Haru opened his mouth to say something, but closed it and continued to frown at the shiny blue electric guitar.

Tora bit her lip and drew blood, only to lap it up. "Akira!" she wailed. That was her guitar's name, but Akira was sick. Or maybe the amp was sick.

Haru patted Tora's back in attempts to comfort her. "I think it's the wire hooked up to the amp." He murmured.

Tora shrugged. "How are we supposed to practice!?"

Ren placed his hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry. Our band will practice. We're only missing half a part. We've still got your voice! Don't forget, you're lead singer!"

He smiled at her and Tora felt better. He was right. Her guitar part wasn't exactly too important anyway. She was lead singer, Leika backup, Haru was the bassist, Kyoko was on drums. Ren, of course was lead guitar. Her guitar part was pretty much in between bass and lead guitar. Technically it was a second lead guitar, if there was such a thing.

"…and meanwhile, me an Haru will work on it." Ren finished. Tora nodded and trotted out of the garage with newfound joy. Leika and Haru shook their heads at her, with 'that's our girl, our insane girl' looks. Ren smiled, and Kyoko just followed suit.

By now, Tora was already exploring an alleyway and Kyoko caught up with her and glomped her. Tora braced herself on impact and laughed. "Hi, Kyoko!"

"Hey Tora! Guess what?"

"What?"

"Chicken butt!"

"AWESOMENESS!"

"I know!"

Tora nudged Kyoko's shoulder with her nose. "Imma go exploring in the forest now."

Kyoko nodded. "Okay see ya tommorow!"

"Bye!" Tora hugged her and then climbed onto the roof and was gone. Well, to Kyoko. She was still there for Tora. Anyway, she was soon in the forest, but without her bag. Apparently her bag was her good luck charm because she tripped over a root and ungracefully fell and hit her head on a rock. The last thing she did was roll around on the ground a little bit, clutching her head and screaming. That didn't seem to help, and she blacked out…

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Okay everybody, that was the first chapter! I don't think all chapters will be so insane… or… maybe they will? I dunno. Just try to stick around, 'kay?

Um, cookies for reviewers? I know, it's original.

Please note that flames will be used to cook yummy snacks for Kitty-chan.