I do NOT own Naruto,if I did ; Sasuke, Itachi, Gaara and the Fourth would be probably picnicking ,somewhere under the shadows, now , eating lots of uhhh--whatever ... :X. But I do own Aina Orenji.

Summary: It was just a normal morning, except for the fact that I woke up next to Orochimaru... Wait.. What the 'BEEEEP' is happening? Are you brave enough to find out?

Hey, ppl! I know what you're thinking, it's probably like...: WTF is this about? Are you starting ANOTHER damn fic? Finish your other ones, or something..! But, sorry. I just couldn't resist the temptation.. :X

Anyways, here are a few statements about the fic..:

- YES, this is another fic about an OC coming into the Naruto-world,

- and YES, I know how many ppl did write something like that. But I just wanted to try my own, b-cuz I feel bored at the moment.. and you've gotta admit, nobody so far has woke up next to Orochimaru, so... Muahahahahaha...! My twisted sense of humor ;))

- YES, I know my grammar sux, but I haven't got a beta-reader for this story, so you just got to bear it, since it's not my native language. Or you could just help me out, I'd be really, REALLY happy.

- NO, I don't know if I'm gonna continue with this story, unless you people want me to, it all depends on the reviews you guys, hopefully, give me.

- And finally: YES, you may flame me, as long as you're not too harsh.. Please, dun' make me sad :(( Anyways, I would understand if you did so..

Have fun with reading!

I sighed of boredom, sitting in the, probably a few hundred years old, chair, in front of my gramps. At the moment, she was knitting another sweater for me which I wasn't gonna wear. I sighed again. Why didn't she know already, that it was pointless doing so if I wouldn't wear it anyway? She really was a hopeless case. Ooooh, gaaaaaaaaaawd... I was bored as hell. It wasn't fair. Why was I living in a god forsaken village in the middle of nowhere? Why couldn't I just live in a town, in a place where I could do something else then hanging around home? Where I could have some friends of my own age and NOT some old geezer who was knitting a sweater for me that I wouldn't wear for a zillion dollor, euro, yen and etcetera, etcetera? Did I do something which made the One, up there, angry at me? I was just an -cough-innocent-cough girl.

I looked at the watch on my wrist; It was 6 P.M... Slowly I got up and walked over to my room, heading for the only thing which held me from doing suicide...; my computer.

I swear, if it wasn't for that, I'd be lying under a cliff somewhere now. Sitting behind my desk I started Internet Explorer and typed: The second reason of my life; I introduce you the best anime of the whole, wide world... Ladies and gentlemen.. here is the true and only: NARUTO! If it weren't for Naruto, I would probably go insane, not knowing what to do with the remaining 23 1/2 hours of my day. Pathetic, huh? I know, I do NOT have a life... so sad. Anyways, when I'm watching Naruto, it's like, forgetting my none-excisting life, for a while. Just to dissapear and go to a world, full of heroes, kick-ass action, funky sand-demons and don't forget to mention; dropdead-sexy, hott murderers. I mean, in other words, it's like heaven..! Downloading the newest episode, I decided to watch it like 3/4 times. But then I found out how pathetic I was doing and went back to my gramps again.

"What are you doing?" I asked, knowing what she was doing anyways, to fill in time.

"Knitting a sweater for you..." Again.. I thought darkly and sighed again, for like the hundred-thousand-milllionth time. Funny enough, gramps noticed it too.

"Why are you sighing?" She asked with her soft, wise-sounding voice. I raised my black eyebrow.

"Uhh... because I'm bored..!" I said a bit too fast. DUH! This time she looked at me while she asked another question.

"Why are you bored?" I gaped at her and pepeated the question as if I couldn't believe it. And suddenly it was enough. I was tired of living my life in THIS hole for 16 years. Damn my parents for dying! Damn them for leaving me alone and DAMN MY GRANDMOTHER!

"Why am I bored? WHY AM I FRIGGIN' BORED! Are you trying to make fun of me? OBAA-CHAN! HUH, HUH!"

"No." She said quietly and seriously which only made me angrier.

"NO! Well, shall I tell you then?" I stood up and and placed my hands on my hips. Without waiting for her answer; I jumped into shouting again.

"Maybe.. I'm bored because all I ever have seen in my life, is this awful place, without any human. Hell, I'd be even lucky if I saw a cow, or something. Or maybe, I'm bored, because I'm living with you and because every, god forsaken day, you're knitting me sweaters which I don't even wear, instead of traveling and seeing the world, beside this place, which probably doesn't even excists on the map. Or maybe, I'm just bored, because one day my stupid parents decided to die and leave me alone!" I knew I had gone too far, but somewhere in my mind; something had snapped and I just couldn't stop all the anger and frustation I had feld for all my life.

"C'mon, gramps. I even watch anime-shows for 24/7, wishing their lifes could be mine. That their worlds would be mine. Hell, sometimes I even wished I could switch with Orochimaru! Or Kisame or, or Gaara! Do you know what that means, gramps? That means, that I've hitten ROCK BOTTOM! I mean, here I am, yelling that even having a sand-demon in yourself is better than my f-cked up life! Is that a good enough answer for you! Is it! Is it! Tell me, damn it!" With relaxed movements, my grandmother stood up aswell and looked at me straight through my eyes, as if she could see right through me. Her eyes were sad and tired and this time she was the one who sighed.

"Yes, it is a good enough answer for me." I frowned and right before I could say anything she walked up to me and stroke my cheek with her old, rimpled fingers and a tear escaped her icy-blue eyes.

"I'm sorry, my child, my little Orenji.." Then her eyes coldened and her voice turned into an awful, creepy growl.

"Aina Orenji, From this day on , you're cursed. Go, survive and find your way back home through understanding the true meaning of life. Don't let your hatred overcome you, for you will be swallowed by it. Now go!"

Gramps? What the- Was my last thought before darkness took over me..

"Uhh.." I moaned unhappily. God, I just had this waaaaaaaaaay too strange dream and oh-my, it was ice-cold. Far from being contend I tried to snuggle at something for a bit of warmth, which only made me colder. Suddenly I feld something ice-cold on my waist. What the hell! I opened my eyes and literially jumped up when I found out I was lying on a bed with someone. Shit! Gramps gonna kill me! How did I end up here? Suddenly I gulped. I didn't have had... -that- , did I...? I was planning to sneak out of the bed when something cold, slimy and EEEEW circled itself around my waist, preventing me from doing so. Then it turned me around, pushed me towards a body and stopped when I was face to face with a person who had his mouth wide open. Now, wait a minute..! Slowly I looked at the thing that was wrapped around me and looked back to the person. I - eeped- . It was his tong. It unwrapped its tong and pinned me underneath it's body. I shuddered of disgust when it forced me to look at its face..

My eyes widened at the sight. Slitted, narrow yellow-golden eyes, weird make-up and disgusting white skin. Now why does this seem so familliar...! After a few seconds of die-hard thinking I gasped. O-Orochimaru...! He gave me a creepy smirk. But I didn't really pay attention to that since I discovered another fact...

... Orochimaru was naked...!

Heh, that's it for now!

Puh-lease lemme know what cha think! Should I continue or not! And please be nice as possible!

Love y'all!

Boobaiz!

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