I do not own the characters of Naruto. Just the plot and any Original Characters. That is all.
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Through The Looking Glass
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"If you don't know where you are going, any road will take you there."
– Lewis Carroll
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~*~ Prologue ~*~
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I don't recall the moment I blacked out.
In fact, I don't really remember the few moments before I did.
I just blacked out.
I wouldn't say it was my most favourite moment of my life.
All I can remember before it happened was that the village was under attack. I was in Tsunade-sensei's office and I was just given the orders to get to frontlines and help the wounded.
And then: blackout.
I don't recall actually leaving the office but in the back of my mind I know I did.
Or something like that.
I'm… lost really.
Then this imp came along.
Yes, he said he was an imp. We –well, as much as I can remember– were in a nice cosy room.
It looked like a jazz club but I could see this bright white light from the widows. My eyes hurt whenever I look into it.
Red drapes hung against the walls. The red was the same colour of my clothes.
Wait.
What happened to my clothes?
They look like how I first started when I graduated from the academy. Except the red oriental style dress was black and the black legging was red. Both dress and leggings were longer, the dress sleeveless and I have a hood to hide my pink hair. I don't know if I still had my family crest on my back but I see it on my the shirt hidden behind the dress when I checked.
Thank god I still had my medical supplies and my ninja equipment on me. Oh and my glorious, smashy-smashy black gloves, can't ever forget about those.
Where there weren't any curtains, there are pictures of people, but I don't know them.
Or do I?
I don't know.
A jazz band was playing in the background, yet the sound was almost muffled. Like it wasn't there.
The imp was a tiny ugly man with a walking stick dressed in the most fashionable and beautiful black garment ever.
What a contradictory?
His facial features?
I don't know, it's like I couldn't make it out or something.
Now, before you ask I have no idea what an imp is. Nope. Not a clue. But he started talking. He said that he wanted to be amused, he gets bored.
A LOT
So he strikes up a deal with me.
If I save Konoha, Land of Fire, with all Nations intact, he'll give me whatever I want.
If I don't, I won't have to worry about him.
It sounded fishy to me, but he assured me he wouldn't try anything if I lose.
He told me that having a human servant in constant despair is a pain in the arse and he didn't want to deal with one.
Thanks buddy, just bend over so I can kick you up that very arse and you wouldn't have to do yoga to greet the sun!
Yeah I know, stupid for me to say that out loud huh?
But I guess I could see it from his point of view. Me loosing everything would be enough.
But why grant me one wish?
I don't know why. Probably don't want to.
Anyway, he then told me that this was a once in a life time opportunity and he wouldn't take 'no' for an answer.
Not ever for a piece of cake.
Not one bit.
Sheesh.
So when I did 'agree' the world around me just faded away and the next thing I know I hit the ground.
HARD
What? Was it too expensive for me to have a soft landing?
Huh?
However, I knew by smelling the air around me I was home.
And still in the clothes that was an upgraded version of my old uniform.
Great, can't I keep the one I had before on?
At least I could…wait we were under attack.
Huh, he must have sent me back before it happened.
No.
This was wrong.
How did I know?
The first thing I notice when I looked around was I'm by Konoha's Main Gates.
Intact!
Last time I checked it was still being rebuilt and fortified from the last attack Konoha had and then the top half singed and smoky from the new attack. I couldn't help but gawk.
And the weirdest part? It was tight shut! The gates were never suppose be shut. EVER!
The second thing I notice when I stood up from the floor?
Tsunade-sama's face is no longer on the Hokage Mountain.
Her WHOLE pretty face was GONE! Nothing! My sensei's glorious face just gone.
Then the third and final thing I notice is now I'm surrounded.
But it's not normal Anbu, Jounin or heck even Chunin! No! I'm surrounded by Ninja's in bluish-black uniforms. Uniforms I have not seen since I was a little girl! AND they have shiny, SHARP katana's pointing towards MY face and chest.
What. The. Hell?
And I spot it.
That crest.
I didn't even need to look into their eyes to know who these people mostly consist of. I slowly bent my head down, raised hands up to place them behind my hooded head and kneeled on the floor, adopting a submissive position.
Hell, I knew if I looked into anyone's eyes I would be in deep crapolah!
These people were the old Konoha Military Police Force.
It all bundled up into one realisation.
The Imp sent me to another Konoha.
Another world.
A parallel universe that I had to save.
And if I fuck up I'm STUCK here.
I now knew why the Imp was granting me only one thing of whatever I wanted. For me to go home I had to save this world. What a sick bastard!
Yeah, great amusement for him.
But how the hell was I going to do this if I've got pointy sharp objects just ready to plunge into my flesh?
I resisted the urge to shudder at the thought; I would be a pin cushion if I did.
"How did you breach the chakra barrier?" one of them asked sharply.
"B-barrier?" I said.
Oh. The gates were shut.
The barrier must be an extra precaution for whatever the problem was out there.
Could have been useful if we had one before Pein attacked.
Hmm, I'm going to learn that jutsu if I do get out of here. Yep, that big old IF problem I have here.
"State your name" one of them said.
"Haruno." I said.
There was a pause.
I know my family were merchants and mercenaries that had used to travel a lot, so I have no idea if they ever settled here like they had before I was born. Worth a shot though.
"You dare mock girl?"
Um, why would I mock when there are fifteen capable ninjas that could skewer me in every direction? Better yet, how am I mocking?
"No, my family's name is Haruno. I would never lie about that when I'm in my village"
There was another pause. What is with the pausing? Is there something bad about my Family Name now? I hope not, but I don't see the katanas getting any closer, especially at a rapid pace for me to later feel pain and eventual death.
In fact, I seemed to feel like I'm being watched WAY too intensively.
Not that these people were not already keeping a close eye on me, but I could sense an intensity to the whole level of the 'watching me' part.
"Stand" one of them said behind me.
Oh hell.
Slowly I stood.
I know that voice.
"Turn around and keep your hands outstretched." That familiar voice said.
I turned around to face this particular person and stretched my arms out, careful to not hit any of the blades around me, as my thoughts couldn't help but go 'Of all the people, why him?'
Though my head was still bent I could see from my peripheral vision that he his head shifted. I heard most of them muttered 'Kai'. Ha! As if I was using a henge!
Actually, I wish I was if I could get out of this moment.
His head shifted again.
I went dead still as I felt two katanas brushed against my hood. I don't hear the garment tear but I could definitely hear a gasps when my head was revealed.
My head was still bent and allowed my rosette locks to hide my face. As my hair fell forward to cover it partially I could feel my audience was just anticipating in seeing my face. A murmur resounded in the gathered villagers that were watching it all. I have no idea if the villagers were there when I arrived or just spotted it when passing by or heard and ran here to watch.
Great. I'm now entertainment.
And it was being orchestrated by HIM of all people!
"Show me your face."
I did.
Let's just say I've never seen Sasuke Uchiha looked so shock, Sharingan and all.
Next thing I know I'm in one HELLUVAH bear-hug.
Yes.
BEAR. HUG.
I can barely BREATHE here.
I know this is a different Sasuke, but to have Sir Icecube, Prince Heartless, Mr Bow-down-and-worship-me-haters hugging me.
It freaks. Me. OUT!
I even glanced worryingly around to see if other people were just as shocked.
Yep, they were. But is it because of his reaction…or me?
So like any good medic I did the only thing I could in a situation like this.
I patted him on the back awkwardly.
Just what on earth happened to course such a reaction?
Thought it was good time for a change of pace for a while. Get back to the ninja side of my works before returning to my stories, might update this week if I can.
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