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AN: 1) For the purposes of this story, the attributes of the Mary-Sue Disease are not a censor against any current or future stories of mine. I am aware that it is virtually impossible to create a story that has not one Mary-Sue Disease element in it. The same thing applies to me and any other author. Please don't hark on me because this story contradicts anything else of mine. :) Thank you.
2) This is a multi-chapter story, by the way.

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
I would like to thank some betareaders for their assistance: Frog-kun, Supreme Distraction, Randomonium and Mr. Patience. Your opinions were of great help to me!

A super-tank, priestess princess with the Hollow Destiny of having been born to be the host of an ethereal demon flees from unknown persons to Konoha. There, she becomes an idol of all the male Mary-Sue Diseased Victims. Can't get much more cracktastic than that; or can it?

The Mary-Sue Disease and Victim #1

[Mary-Sue Disease: 1 When inflicted onto males, it is the immediate infatuation with the Mary-Sue OC (who is usually a female). They are known as Victims. 2 When inflicted onto female OC's, it usually turns them into the Mary-Sue OC (otherwise known as Patient 0).]

For a story such as this, the right mood must be established. At all times. Pathetic fallacy in all of its pathetic power. And so, we start…

It was a damp and humid night. It was not dark and cold, nor was there any wind howling or shadows flickering. There was no full moon but the clouds did not completely ingest the sky either. It was just night time, damp and humid.

Few people walked the streets, most inside their houses with a warm cup of tea between their chilled hands. Most sitting in each other's silent, gloomy company, staring out at the dark drizzle that fell silently, uncomfortably moistening everything. Even the clouds seemed to be laden with depression, their deep bellies leaking out the rain in such a slow fashion that tormented those beneath them for hours. It rained all night, not a moment of reprieve. This was obviously a night of sorrow and woe.

Along with atmosphere, there must be an appropriate setting. Timing as well, is crucial. For in a story such as this, things of coincidence happen often and luck is very much in abundance (or bad luck). Alas…

Through this sombre mist, a hooded figure glided into Konoha. Their steps light but the movement quick and purposeful, the figure made its way through the nearly empty streets. It was that time of night when the last of the people on the streets were shutting their doors, shutting out the cold, melancholy ambience outside. For a few minutes, the figure walked alone.

Now for that coincidence…

Then, barely discernible in the mist that had fallen upon Konoha, some slender form took shape far down the street. As the hooded figure walked onwards, the outline started to take shape and revealed a boy in shorts and a tee-shirt with dark, spiky hair. The colours of his clothes, and everything else, were sucked up by the darkness of the night and the shroud of mist that pervaded the village. But his handsome face was in direct contrast with the deep black of the night and he had a slightly glowing aura outlining his skin from the fall of the rain. Not intrigued in the slightest bit of each other's appearance, the two people walked past one another without a glance.

Although, in passing, the boy turned ever so slightly and viewed the back of the hooded figure which was quite the unnecessary and unsatisfactory act, for it gave a vague and useless view of the target. No, the purpose of such a glance was just to give the next moment even more significance.

As the boy faced forwards once more, the hooded figure turned its head to look at the back of the boy.

Does everyone have such a cold aura and demeanour in Konoha? The figure thought.

The figure turned its head back. Both were none the wiser of what the other had done. And the rain continued to fall.

And that's the amazing (uber long) 'hook' to the story. Yayz.

Victim #1 of the Mary-Sue disease rose out of his bed. Stretching his sexy body, he yawned and began preparing for the day. Having been labelled as the bishie supporting character, he had the unfortunate fate of being the first to fall victim to the Mary-Sue disease. His destiny unknown to him, he exited his apartment, prepared for only the usual on that day. [Ya'll know who it is]

It was a bright, sunny day. Puffy clouds dotted the sky and a light breeze kept the body cool. Victim #1 took his time walking through Konoha. There was no particular reason why he was randomly ambling around the village. He supposedly just felt like it. Without any real thoughts in his head, he strolled about with his hands in his pockets. Just for the sake of making things interesting, let's say he accidentally ran into somehow in the quiet hullaballoo of Konoha. It's beyond me how the most talented ninja of his age group could possibly be so clumsy as to run into someone (for a ninja is always conscientious of his/her surroundings) but he did, so live with it.

Taken by surprise at his folly, he looked at whom he had bumped into. It was a girl of startling beauty who was bending down to pick up a tomato that had fallen out of her grocery bag. Straightening up with a bright smile, she said, "Five second rule! I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." Her demeanour was excessively polite.

"Sorry." The boy said back. Feeling a strange guilt that the revenge-driven, angsty boy would usually never feel, he offered to buy her another tomato. [If you don't know who it is by now…] The girl refused, but Victim #1 had been injected by the Mary-Sue disease, so he insisted on buying another stupid tomato. The two walked off together to a vegetable stand.

After buying her another tomato, the girl went to say thank you.

"Thanks, I appreciate it, uhh…"

"Sasuke. Uchiha Sasuke."

"Sasuke. Oh, my name is Karappo Chigiri. People just call me Kara, though."

Hollow Destiny. That's the meaning of her name. How Mary-Sue of her parents to have named her after her Fate, which could not have been known at the time of her birth. What a coincidence, eh?

The girl smiled again. In a few seconds, the boy took in her appearance. Since the dress and looks of a Mary-Sue is so very important, I will describe it in excruciating detail. She had long, black hair that flowed like feathers falling in the night. It was tied back in a half ponytail, much in the style of a priestess. Her eyes were a bright blue and yet they had a deepness that instilled peace and tranquility to anyone who looked into them. Her skin was smooth, flawless and beautifully light in colour. She was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt with wide sleeves and it had a V-neck. This shirt was tucked into a short, red, wrap-around skirt tied to one side. The cut of the bottom of her skirt was diagonal. On her feet she wore black boots that reached to just below her knees. This ends the explanation of Kara's oh, so important outfit.

The two strangers said farewell and went off on their separate ways. Little did they know that they had already met before, on a street such as the one they were just on. Only a little less people, a little quieter and a little more wet. Little did they know how ironic it was that their last meeting ignited so little curiosity and yet here, the small spark of interest had been struck. Oh, how the circumstances of a situation can change everything.

Walking away from the one small event that would change his life forever, Sasuke felt slightly weird from this encounter. He looked over his shoulder at the chirpy girl, giving her back a calculating look.

As he looked forward, Kara turned her head to look back at the boy.

I just keep meeting nice people. Konoha is really great! Kara thought.

She continued walking down the street. He continued his meaningless walk. The sun continued to shine brightly.

Hahaha, look! Dramatic irony! In short, cheesy moments! YAY!

Thanks for reading! :D