Summary: Marie Norton wakes up in the middle of a forest with no memory of how she got there. To her horror, she has landed in a world of ninjas and hot bishies. Unable to communicate or fend for herself, she is captured by the Akatsuki , a fangirl's dream, her worst nightmare.

Genre: Adventure and Humor with a smidge of Romance

Rating: T (If I actually attempt this as a romance, it might be raised to M. Maybe.)

Pairing: Ha ha ha like I'd tell you. That'd just ruin the story. (okay shut up I don't know yet)

Author's Note: Hey, folks! I'm GracelessLamb, and this is my first fanfic! I've been a long-time reader of Internet fanfiction (at least 7 or 8 years), and this is my first dive into actually writing and posting something! (Um..that one time when I was 13 does NOT count.) I'm new at this writing thing, so I decided to start with the biggest cliché in the book: semi-self insert! Yay! I honestly am just using this plot as an excuse to exercise my writing skills, not as some sort of sick Mary Sue fantasy story…thing! :D

Edit note: I have edited this chapter as of August 10th, 2011, changing tenses and making the story flow a little better. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I'm poor. Don't sue. Naruto does not belong to me.

I have never been the type of person who has ever enjoyed the "great outdoors". At all. Okay, I admit, the natural world is a glorious marvel that should be enjoyed by many…from their televisions. I climbed a couple of mountains in high school with my youth group and as gorgeous as the scenery was to look at…the dirt, the rain, and the heat made the entire experience suck.

You can call me a girly girl all you want, but I don't enjoy the feeling of not being able to shower for days. It's gross. Dirt is…dirty and it gets under your fingernails and as a semi-professional violinist, I'm not even supposed to HAVE fingernails.

You can safely assume that I was not a happy camper when I found myself in the middle of the forest in my pink and white sheep pajamas and barefoot.

My mind went into overdrive, as I tried to retrace my steps. I remembered that I fell asleep in my own bed last night which, by the way is INDOORS. Maybe someone decided to kidnap me…no, a) I lived in a gated community, b) the house had a super awesome security system, and c) the Norton family dog would've bothered my captor until he or she would have given her the attention she rightfully deserved. Furthermore, why would anyone in their right mind want to kidnap an unemployed 20 year old college drop out?

Or maybe my parents decided to kick me out without my knowledge and they just dumped me in the middle of the woods next door. They COULD legally do that, after all. But, really, my parents were kind and caring people who would never do that to their beloved daughter, no matter how tempted they were to doing so at the time. Also the woods I had found myself in looked nothing like the woods next to my house. These woods were more like the woods in Colorado, with hills, which was very unlike the flat ground in Louisiana and there was no humidity in the air, which was VERY unlike my home, especially around this time of year.

No, I was definitely not in Louisiana anymore.

Then, the logic part of my brain broke, and I started to think without it. Maybe…maybe I was abducted by aliens. No, no this looks like Earth. Maybe the aliens that abducted me sent me back to the Prehistoric times. I hadn't seen anything that would indicate that I had traveled back in time, but I still kept it as a possibility. I laughed out loud.

"I must be losing my mind, if I'm starting to believe in abduction theories." I mumbled to myself.

Then it hit me.

I don't know why it crossed my mind. It was probably because I read WAY too much fanfiction, but….what if I had been sucked into a fictional world like one of those Mary Sue characters who end up falling for the hottest male in the story.

Oh Gawd.

To be perfectly honest, I find these stories to be undeniably awkward. It's like you're reading the innermost sexual (or non sexual, but usually sexual) fantasies of the author writing the story. It's …icky, especially if you know what the author looks like, which she will probably describe her looks in extreme detail, leaving out all her flaws. She then turns into the perfect fighter and/or most talented person in the story and every single male character will fall head over heels for her.

Luckily, I have outgrown the stage in which I thought fictional men were the hottest thing ever. From the ages thirteen to sixteen, I was a huuuuuge Naruto fan-girl. I have realized since then that Naruto will never end and despite having a very colorful cast of characters, the writers will never do anything with them and the plot will always be bland. I still read Naruto fanfiction, out of nostalgia, but I haven't seen the show in years. I still love anime. I just love…good anime. I enjoy anime with an actual plot that actually ends unlike most of the shows in the mainstream.

My alien theory seemed like the most logical reason. It seemed much more logical than being dumped in some sort of anime fangirl's dream.

I searched the dirt covered ground for something I would be able to use as a weapon. If I had been thrown back in time, I needed some sort of large stick to fend off the predators. Since I was barefoot, I would not be able to run as fast as I could, due to the large possibility that there were sharp things littered all over the forest.

"I…am going to die a very miserable death." I whimpered as I grabbed a large stick from the ground. I was a big pink and white target, thanks to my attire and bright dyed "cinnaberry" hair (at least, that's what the box called it. It looks maroon to me).

I walked slowly forward, having no idea where I was or where I was going. I walked for about an hour before I had to take a break. So far so good. I had stepped on a few sharp objects along the way, but l could still walk despite my aching feet.

I still have not observed any sign of modern civilization, which made my alien abduction/time travel theory sound even more logical, even though I had not observed any sign of dinosaurs trying to bite my head off.

I sat down on a friendly looking rock, and gazed at the sky through the trees. I was already exhausted even though I had only been walking a short amount of time. I leaned against the tree and closed my eyes, praying that when I opened them, that I would be in my own bed, and not stranded in the middle of nowhere.

I felt a sharp wind above my head. I opened my eyes and my fears were confirmed.

There were blurs of various colors flying above my head. I took a closer look at the blurs and noticed they were human.

Ninja. They had to be ninja. But they definitely weren't the historical type of ninja.

They were Naruto-style shinobi with their forehead protectors and bright clothing, completely visible, but still very fast and deadly.

I groaned.

I predicted I would probably be captured and tortured for trespassing on territory in a matter of hours.

My feet were hurting. I had fallen at least 10 times throughout the day, and I was ready to go home.

The sun had started to set. I had been walking and taking frequent breaks for most of the day. I needed to find shelter soon because I was sure that scary things came out at night in the forest. I thought about sending a smoke signal to alert everyone around me. I hoped someone from Leaf or the surrounding villages would save me, if I was lucky. Or… agents from the Akatsuki would capture me and I would be tortured to death. I was pretty sure they wouldn't be very kind to their prisoners despite all the fanfiction portrayals that said otherwise.

But there was one problem with that plan: I had no idea how to start a fire.

Then I initiated plan B. It was probably the stupidest plan B in the history of plan B's.

"HELP! I'M LOST! SOMEONE RESCUE ME! PLEASE? I'M HUNGRY! SAVE ME, SASUKE-KUN! OR…uh…LEEE? KAKASHI-SENSEI? …."I listed off as many characters from Naruto as I could. This went on for at least half an hour.

"…ANKO? IBIKI? Uhh…KISAME?" At this point I was running out of hero and random Japanese names I made up on the spot. Naruto has way too many characters. Seriously, why doesn't the man do anything with them?

I heard a noise. The wind blew sharply and the leaves rustled behind me.

Something hit the side of my neck and everything went black.

Author's Note: And...since that seems like a good stopping point, I am going to end the chapter here. Actually..really it's more of a prologue since nothing really exciting happened. ANYWAY. READ! REVIEW! TELL ME I SUCK! =D Or…whatever encouraging words you can come up with.