WARNING: This fanfic occasionally contains strong language (which may be unsuitable for children), unusual humor (which may be unsuitable for adults), and advanced mathematics (which may be unsuitable for liberal-arts majors).

Other warnings may include: Character bashing, MarySues, AU-ness and hilarity.

Disclaimer: By the way, we don't own anything except well... you'll see.

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Prologue to Insanity

One pitch black morning in somewhere in this world, two girls were IMing each other. You could call them best friends, though they themselves are still confused as to this matter. Honestly, how can you call one person the best if you had no one else?

Melody(12:20:23am): Dude, I hear bells.

Psychosis(12:20:33am): Seriously? Isn't this like that one time you claimed you heard the Akatsuki bells?

See now, Girl1 (Whom we will call Melody which you know, isn't her real name) is entirely obsessed with the anime Naruto. Girl2 (Called Psychosis, which actually may be her real name or at least true nature) entirely despises the anime Naruto.

Melody(12:21:01am): No, I'm freaking serious. The sound's like right at my door.

Psychosis(12:21:04am): PSH

Melody was approximately 5'2-4" short and vaguely Hispanic looking with brown medium length hair, brown eyes. Psychosis, on the other hand, was approximately 4'9–11", somewhat Asian looking with short brown hair, brown eyes and glasses. Both are pale. (Melody claims to be darker than Psychosis, but we all know how that goes.)

Psychosis(12:23:03am): Hey, you still there?

Psychosis(12:45:46am): Dude?

Psychosis(01:24:35am): Seriously, this isn't funny...

Psychosis has gone Away

(Psychosis will now be known as psyke, Melody will now be known as melo)

melo(04:28:38am): Oh Emm Gee... The Akatsuki stole me!

psyke(04:29:01am): ...This isn't even funny any more. Tell me, if you're with the Akatsuki, in the world of Naruto, how the hell are you IMing me?

melo(04:29:13am): ...Tobi has AIM.

Their relationship is strange because they (rightly) believe that their abuses of each other kept each other sharp and actually brought them closer together. This was not one of those times.

psyke: ...

melo: No, I'm serious!

psyke: ... right.

melo: No! His password is swirl13c4nd13can3z! I sw3ar!! I mean swear.

psyke: I'm coming over. I need to get you some help.

melo: Fine, see for yourself.

psyke: Seriously, how the F#-- am I supposed to do that? If you are in the Naruto world as you say you are then you're obviously not at home! And, even if you aren't then that's not even proof because you could just be in another location IMing me from "this world."!!

melo: ... Don't forget to bring your laptop and AC plug.

psyke has disconnected

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Psyke indeed had not forgotten her laptop, nor her AC plug. She also carried an extra set of clothes. Hey, the bag was large and her sister was allergic to cats. What the hell else is a person supposed to do when their best friend is obsessed with cats? She also had an extra set of underwear. And a knife. (Having a paranoid mother sorely clipped away any space that was in the bags you carried.) She also carried pads, food, water, snacks, gel, writing utensils, paper (in a waterproofed package) and... well, to make a long story short(er) let's just say... she was well prepared. She pushed the grate to the yard open with a creak of hinges. It was eerily quiet. The rustle of a bush caught her attention. Jingle (no, it was not the Akatsuki.)

"Mrowr." She froze. Then she turned her head s-l-o-w-l-y... Shiver. Ye gods, its Merlin! (No not Merlin the wizard, nor marlin the fish... Merlin, the evil black cat.) She stared at him... He stared at her. An evil grin. She gulped and shook like blancmange.

"Mrowr." A small step forward. She ran for it. Second door, not the first...She stumbled past the first door and hastily used the handle of the second to stop her ungainly run. She skidded and accidentally pulled the door open, inertia causing her to swing with it. Suddenly, a hand grabbing the strap of the over sized bag she carried stopped her motion. Painfully.

"Oof!" Ouch. That one's gunna leave a mark.

"You! You're part of the Akatsuki aren't you?! You're coming with me!"

"HUH?!" A freakishly dressed teen pulled her unceremoniously into the house with the strength of a gorilla (and most likely the intelligence equivalent.)

"WHAT THE F#KC?!"

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A/N: And just in case you're scared of the strange format (aka IMs and bad perspective flips), never fear. The format will likely only be used one time other than this. Also, the rest of the fic will be written in third person omniscient. Don't worry, this is just the prologue.