Author's Note: Hey everyone. I'm back and with another story. This time involving Sasuke Uchiha from Naruto Shippuden. And yes, it's about him coming to the real world. I know, it's an over done concept, but after reading The Wrong Uchiha, by NamineNasha, I got inspired and decided to give it a whirl. I'm borrowing the idea of a goddess playing divine intervention from The Wrong Uchiha, but with my own take and yes, the oc is totally my own. You'll find out more about her as you read on.
Reviews, advice, and constructive criticism is always welcomed. Thank you and enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sasuke or any other Naruto characters that may or may not appear throughout the fanfiction. Sasuke Uchiha belongs to Shonen Jump and Kishimoto.
Chapter One
Weirdest Night Ever
It was another rough night. Jesse Wilds tossed and turned, tossed and turned till her sheets were all bunched up and almost pulled right off the mattress. Her mind was doing its thing again. Whether she was asleep or awake, her mind was working over time. She began to wonder if she was really getting any sleep at all.
Around a quarter to four in the morning she gave up. Grumpily, she untangled herself from her sheets and hopped out of bed. She headed out into the narrow hallway cloaked in darkness and into the bathroom. The bathroom lights flashed on. Jesse waited for a moment for her eyes to adjust before rummaging through the cupboard next to the vanity. She found the dark grey case that held her glasses and took them out. She ran her glasses under some water and then dried them off. Placing them on her face, she glared into the mirror. Dark purple and blue bruises painted the delicate skin underneath her eyes. Hell, her reflection looked as tired as she felt.
She sighed and ruffled her sandy brown hair, pulling the bangs away from her face and then letting them fall back into place.
Stupid… Stupid…
She had deadlines to meet!
The first draft of the transcript she was working on was due in a month's time and she still had so much to work on. Slithering Embrace was the named of the book, the second book in series she was working on. The first book, Serpentine Summers, was out on shelves in stores, released eleven months ago. The series was focused on the adventures of three women- Whitney Chaste, Tina Rhinestone, and April Snow- who found their entire worlds turned upside down when the local officials of their town selected their names in a exchange that happened once every decade between the human township and a local naga tribe called the Golden Eye tribe.
The first book, Serpentine Summers followed Tina Rhinestone's story and her rocky romance with a moody naga warrior named Hassan. Two hundred copies had been sold over the course of the last six months alone, which was pretty damn good considered it was her first book ever published! Slithering Embrace was due to be released near Christmas time and it was now the beginning of June.
Jesse waited for the pot of coffee to be done as she moved about turning on her computer out in the dining room. Floor to ceiling length windows looked out into the trees and the winding creek beyond that bordered her little piece of paradise. The half moon could be seen hanging low in the sky, its brightness giving the sky a pale indigo color. Long dark blue, almost black shadows stretched across her backyard, the ground almost a grey-blue green in the moonlight.
Jesse didn't bother to turn on the lights as she moved about. The wheels of her rolling chair rumbled as it moved across the wooden floors. The pale lights from the small kitchen filtered in from the left side of the room, giving her enough light to work by.
Maybe if she typed down what was bothering her, she could get rib of this stupid train of thought that has been plaguing her for the last three days. Ever since she checked up on the latest chapters to be released for Naruto, her mind had switched from focusing on her series to Sasuke fangirl mode. Which was a big no-no right now. She had other things that needed her attention like finishing that first rough draft.
Stupid. Stupid… Stupid! Her mind continued to chant as imagines of her anime persona and Sasuke Uchiha danced mockingly through her head.
Ever since the anime came out during her middle school years, she like every other girl out there, had fallen underneath the spell Sasuke cast. When she was a teenager she spent hours dedicated to reading and writing Sasuke fanfictions, drawing fan art, taking quizzes to see if Sasuke would tolerate her or even fall in love with her. She even wished on shooting stars from time to time for the chance to be meet the infamous last survivor of the Uchiha clan in person.
Sasuke was everything a fangirl wanted in a fictional character. Drop dead gorgeous, a dark screwed up past, a unconquerable will and always distance and cold to every female in the series. A challenge. A bad boy. The kind of guy your mother warned you about. The kind of guy you shouldn't want, but couldn't help but fall for as his story unfolded.
And just like every Naruto fan out, when the last chapters that concluded the series was released she was less than impressed. Sure the fact Naruto got together in the end with Hinata was nice, but the whole Sasuke-Sakura becoming canon got underneath her skin. Jesse was probably being biased of course. Ever since she was introduced to Sakura as one of the main characters, she hated the girl. She was supposed to be the smartest female shinobi, but oh the stupid decisions the girl would make in the midst of battles. She constantly played the damsel in distress throughout the entire series. It was enough to make the feminist inside of Jesse seethe with anger.
And oh, when Jesse read the chapter 700 and found out that Sakura had taken on the role as stay-at-home mom instead of pursuing her career as a medical ninja, that really pissed her off. For God's sake, after all the shit Sasuke had put Sakura through, she still easily forgave him and pined for him in the end! Hell she was even taking care of his child while he was off playing explorer!
The whole thing rubbed Jesse the wrong way and not just because she never liked the Sasuke-Sakura fandom and always paired Sasuke up with her own anime persona, but because it made Sakura look weak. Hell, she was supposed to be the strongest female shinobi in the world of Naruto, and yet here she was playing house wife to some son of a douche who couldn't even spend a little time at home to help raise his own kid!
Women who needed a man in their life to feel important, and stayed in bad relationship because they didn't know how to strike out on their own always irritated Jesse.
As much as she fangirled over Sasuke, he was still very much a bastard in all actuality. As a fictional character he was cool and amazing and drool worthy, but if she ever met him in life Jesse had a feeling she wouldn't be too fond of him then.
Maybe if I did meet him I would stop being so obsessed with him…Jesse smirked bitterly to herself as the thought crossed her mind.
Honestly how many times in the past did she wish that she could actually meet Sasuke Uchiha in the flesh? Too many to count. It was kind of pathetic. Of course, back then, she was a naive little teenager who thought if they ever met, she could get Sasuke to change for the better and fall madly in love with her. It was a stupid fantasy and now as a adult, she realize how stupid it truly was.
"My, my," a rich feminine voice echoed through the quietness of Jesse's dining room. "You've certainly become practical when it comes to love haven't you, dear?"
Jesse was in the midst of drinking from her favorite coffee mug, the one with the Lord of the Rings logo on. She nearly drop the mug as she whirled around. The coffee sloshed, almost spilling over the edges of ceramic mug. Hot droplets splattered onto her thin nightshirt. "FUCK!"
"Hello to you too, dear."
Jesse did a double take. There sitting at her cluttered dining room table, dressed in a bubble-gum pink knee-length kimono underneath a white open robe with red flower petals print on the fabric was a tiny petite Japanese looking woman. Her raven hair was pulled up by thick braids interwoven with different colored beads and held in place by a simple sakura blossom hair clip. Red eye shadow and thick kohl outline her dark eyes making them even more striking.
Jesse opened her mouth and then closed it, bewildered.
"Did I spike my coffee or something?" she asked out loud and looked down at the mug in question. Maybe it finally happened. Maybe she finally lost it.
She always did have an overactive imagination after all. As a writer imagination was important, but sometimes hers ran away into the far reaches of fantasy and drag her along with it.
"Yes, dear, there is a random Japanese woman sitting in the middle of your dining room and no, dear, you're not loosing your mind yet," the woman stated in a matter of fact tone. Jesse eyed her cautiously as she reclined in the wooden chair like she was queen of the freaking castle.
"If I'm not loosing my mind," Jesse started cautiously, carefully setting her mug on the computer desk. She absently wiped her hands on her shirt. "Just who the hell are you and how the hell did you get into my house without setting off the alarm?"
Last time she checked it was illegal to break into people's houses in the middle of the night. And here she was without anything to defend herself with, and on the furthest side of the room away from the kitchen where she could easily find something to defend herself with.
"Do not fret. I have no intention of harming you," the woman stated with a smirk of amusement. Her pitch black eyes watched Jesse's movement. "My name is Benzaiten. I' am the goddess of love."
Jesse nearly lost it. That's it. She had to be dreaming! "Say what now?"
"I am the goddess of love, dear. I am Lady Benzaiten," the woman replied idly. "And I have come to grant you, dear, a chance of a lifetime."
Jesse eyed the woman cautiously. She definitely didn't feel like she was dreaming, but dreams did mimic reality from time to time. So she decided to play along for now. She pulled out her chair and sat down. "Alright."
Might as well hear the great and powerful Japanese goddess out.
"How long have you been a fangirl of Uchiha Sasuke?"
Jesse blinked. Well, this conversation was certainly taking a turn for the interesting. She thought on it. "Well, it did come out when I was in middle school, so for years I guess."
"How would you like to meet him?"
"What?!"
"You heard me. I'm going to grant your wish," Lady Benzaiten as she called herself, declared smiling like no tomorrow.
Yep, this was definitely a dream. Jesse returned the woman's crazy grin. This was one of her more enjoyable ones and who was she to say "no" to seeing her anime crush in one of her dreams? "Are you freaking kidding me? I'd jump at the chance. At least tell me that you're going to summon him bare ass naked."
An look of concern suddenly crossed the goddess's face. She titled her head. Her eyes studying Jesse as she reclined in her wheeling chair. "Honey, you do realize that you're wide awake, right?"
Jesse blinked, startled by the question. "What do you mean? This is all a dream. I mean, what else could it be? I've never had a lucid dream before and dreams do tend to feel real during the time it's happening, so why wouldn't I agree to such an outrageous thing."
"But you're not dreaming, dear. You are wide awake," Benzaiten pointed out in disbelief.
Jesse raised an eyebrow as she grabbed for her coffee mug and took a sip. "No, I'm not. Why? Because goddesses don't exist. The chance to meet Sasuke Uchiha in the living flesh only happens in the world of fanfiction and everything feels too surreal to be real."
Benzaiten sighed in dismay. She placed her hands on her hips. "Honestly, the people in your dimension are so ignorant. It amazes me how you go about your lives believing there is nothing more to your world than what lies in front of you."
"Well, I admit reality isn't as black and white as we've been brought up to be, but things like this just don't happen. It's impossible. It only happens in the realm of dreams and that's where we are… Ow!"
Jesse flinched away when the goddess came over and gave the fat in her arm a good hard pinch. Benzaiten gave her a smug look. "Now do you believe you are dreaming?"
Jesse rubbed her arm. That might bruise hours from now if she was wide awake. And the "if" was a big "if."
"I get pinched, pricked, poked and probed in my dreams and I always wake up safely in my bed, so no. Pinching me doesn't prove anything," Jesse retorted annoyed.
Benzaiten huffed in irritation. "I swear… Sweetheart, you are about to have a very rude wake up call when I strand Sasuke here in this dimension with only you as his guide."
Jesse straightened up, her ears perking up at the goddess's choice of words. "Strand him in this dimension?"
"Yes, dear. This isn't just for your sake that I'm granting your wish," Benzaiten said angrily. Obviously Jesse had gotten underneath her skin with all her talk of this ridiculous situation being a dream. She placed her hands on her hips and glared down the human woman. "I am bringing Sasuke here to teach him a very valuable lesson about the treatment of women and love and you're going to help me."
"Oh yeah, like that doesn't sound like a fanfiction in the making," Jesse replied in a mocking tone as she drank from her mug.
Benzaiten gave her a incredulous look. With a flick of her wrist, suddenly Jesse's mug dissolved right in her hands. Thousands grains of indigo blue and creamy chocolate sandy grains spilled out across the floor.
Jesse's jaw dropped. "HEY! I wasn't done drinking that and for God's sake that was my favorite mug!"
"You're are trying my patience, Wilds Jesse!" Benzaiten declared. Her eyes shifted from black to a stunning neon pink which glowed eerily in the dimness of the dining room.
Jesse felt a chill roll across her body, making goose bumps pop out along her bare skin. She rubbed her arms suddenly feeling more than a bit chilled. A preternatural wind moved through the air around the goddess making her hair and robes float about her.
"Wilds Jesse, I am leaving Uchiha Sasuke in your charge for the next 365 days!" Benzaiten declared, her voice booming through air. The windows rattled and loose leaf papers that Jesse had scattered across her dining room table took flight. "You have precisely a year to get him to fall in love with you and change him for the better!"
Jesse's eyes widen. "Say what?" She got to her feet as her hair fluttered around her face. Indignation filled her chest. "Hold on a second! What the hell are you talking about? Me get Sasuke Uchiha to fall in love with me?! Are you off your rocker?!"
"SILENCE!" Suddenly the tiny goddess didn't look so tiny anymore. The room seemed to stretch and grow as Benzaiten grew. Jesse's found herself having to title her head to look up as the goddess began to tower above her.
The irritation and mockery was quickly replaced by a cold spike of fear as Jesse found herself looking up at something that stepped straight out of the days of antiquity. Now that was a goddess!
"Okay, now I'm impressed," Jesse whispered, finding her voice cracking from fear.
Benzaiten's eyes glowed like two large pink Chinese lanterns, the eerie wind making her robes dance around her feet. Jesse shuddered as the wind bit at her making her have to squint and shield herself as it reeked havoc in her home.
"You have precisely one year!" Benzaiten boomed. And then suddenly the goddess exploded!
