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These dreams were throwing me off, she thought. Me being a ninja in naruto, like what the hell? The girl smiled softly to herself, daydreaming about being in Naruto, having awesome adventures and ideas. She loved to watch anime, but her favourite would be Naruto.

She was a bit short for her age, being a height of 5'1" at the age of 15. She had long dark auburn coloured hair, her bangs combed to the right. She had nice button nose with light freckles sprinkled across her face and almond shaped eyes that were absolutely gorgeous. Her eyes were a dark brown, but they turned into a golden colour towards her pupil and they were sprinkled with honey brown specs. Nice pink plump lips accented her olive coloured skin and her straight white teeth.

She had a nice slim body with her breasts being at least a B cup. Her legs were nicely developed since she does play a sport, soccer. She had a nice toned body with her abdominal muscles being present most of the time.

She wore a form fitting, long sleeved gray v-neck, the sleeves ending at her knuckles. Dark blue denim skinny jeans adorned her toned legs and red Vans were fitted to her feet.

She had a dark red Jansport backpack on her back, she grabbed her phone, which was a white IPhone 5C, her house keys and her duffel bag full of her soccer equipment.

"I'll wait in the car!" She yelled, knowing her sister, who was 17, would hear her down the hallway.

Her sister, Jade, poked her head out of her room, "Can you start up my car please, Jazmyn?" The girl, now known as Jazmyn, nodded and grabbed her sister's car keys from a hook on the wall.

She walked out the front door and to Jade's car, which was a silver Saturn Ion, and threw her duffel bag into the trunk with her backpack. She started up the car and sat in the passenger's seat, waiting for her sister to come out of the house so they can get to the school.

"Sorry about that," Jade said as she got into the driver's seat and pulled out of the driveway, "my hair didnt want to listen to me today." She chuckled, winking at her sister.

Jazmyn waved her hand, "Its cool, hopefully there wont be a long line for breakfast today." She sighed, staring out the window, "I have an American Government test today first period, and I dont want to be late." Her sister chuckled as she turned into the school's parking lot.

Jade nodded, pulling into a parking spot smoothly, "Well, then get out of my car," She gave Jazmyn a small smile, "faggot."

"Sure," Jazmyn scoffed and rolled her eyes playfully, "yeah, I'm the faggot." She closed the trunk of her sister's car, hoisting her duffel bag on her shoulder she began to walk towards the high school.

Jade bumped hips with Jazmyn, "Dont be an idiot today, okay?" Jazmyn laughed, giving her a wink.

"No promises."

After School

"Aye, you ready for the game today?"

Jazmyn turned around in her desk, putting her stuff back into her bag as the bell rang. She looked at her friend, and teammate, Abbie.

"I dont know, its the last game of the season." She hoisted her bag over her shoulder as she walked out of the classroom with Abbie by her side.

"Well," Abbie began, holding her hands behind her back, "Saenz said that the game is a home game and that we are going against a tough team."

Jazmyn looked at her, "Who are we going against?" Abbie shrugged, shaking her head.

"I dont know, Saenz didnt say." Jazmyn groaned closing her eyes as she walked into the locker room.

"Seriously? Saenz never tells us anything."

Abbie smacked her lightly on her back, "He doesnt tell us anything because he knows it aggravates us." She unlocked her locker, showing her school bag inside,"Anyways, I noticed that Gabby and Nancy werent here today."

Jazmyn looked at her, putting on her shin guards, "Yeah, Nancy has a dentist appointment and I dont know where Gabby is."

"Gabby is sick!" Someone shouted from across the room.

Abbie nodded, "Thanks, Ady!" She shouted, pulling on her cleats.

Jazmyn shoved her dark red cleats on her feet, as she stood up she stuffed her bags in her locker and locked it.

She walked out of the locker room with her cleats clicking on the tiled floor. She walked past her friends who were doing after school activities. She continued to walk through the field house and out onto the terf filled field.

Jazmyn began to practice on the empty field.

Her coach, Saenz, watched her with a critical eye. He tilted his head to the side curiously and crossed his arms over his chest. Why does she hold her arm like that? Saenz looked at Jazmyn closely, she was dribbling the ball up and down the sidelines, but she held her left arm in front of her across her torso diagonally, like she was protecting herself.

He decided to call her over and voice his thoughts, "Hey, Warner!" Jazmyn looked up when she heard Saenz call her by her last name.

"What?"

Saenz waved her over, "C'mere for a minute," Jazmyn jogged over and stood in front of him. He noticed that she seemed to limp slightly when she jogged over to him. He ignored it, thinking her leg was sore, "why do you hold your arm like that, huh?" He asks, giving her a small smile to show her that she isnt in trouble.

Jazmyn looked at her arm, "Uh, I dont know. Ive always done this, even when I used to play basketball with my sister." She rubbed the back of her neck and tilted her head to the side, her hair, which was pulled back in a high ponytail, swayed softly at the sudden movement.

Saenz nodded, accepting her answer, "Okay, now then," He glanced at the school, checking to see if the rest of the team came out. They didnt, they were probably hanging out inside since it was cooler in the school than it was outside. He turned back to Jazmyn, "I want you to take a couple shots from the 30 yard line, got it?" I wanna see if that foot of yours is as good as I have heard from the other coaches.

Jazmyn raked the ball the the 30 yard line, she set it up and took a couple steps back. She turned her head towards her coach, "What shot do you want me to take?"

Saenz hummed, holding a hand to his chin, "Take an upper 90 after you dribble a couple hip fakes, okay?" Jazmyn nodded as she thought, He knows I love doing hip fakes.

She did as she was told, but moved to the 40 yard line, doing a couple hip fakes against her imaginary opponent. She dribbled to the 30 yard line and did a powerful kick that smacked into the soccer ball, it curved in the air and shot into the top right corner of the goal.

She looked at her coach for a bit of criticism, he always gives her a bit of comments on how she does things.

"When you dribble, try to use the inside of your foot a bit more than using the outside when you are running on the sidelines, got it?"

"Yeah, I got it." She sighed, rubbing her face. She raked the ball with her right foot, just dribbling it or randomly shooting it at different angles.
The rest of the girl's came out of the school a little while later, all pumped up for today's game, which they will hopefully win.

I dont wanna lose, not today. I just wanna get home and go to sleep, dream more about Naruto. Then, Jazmyn walked to the other girls, maybe I can live a normal life once soccer is over.

She smiled bitterly at her next thought.

Or maybe, I can die just like in my nightmares.

After Game

"Jazmyn, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You took quite the hit."

"I'm pretty sure I'm okay. I took the hit because Abbie could have gotten seriously injured."

"Okay..."

Jazmyn, now sporting an ice pack on the back of her head, walked out of the school with her backpack on her back and her duffel bag on her shoulder.

She began the short trek home and hummed a small tune. As she was walking, she crossed the street without a thought.

She regretted her decision a second later.

Somewhere Unrecognizable to Jazmyn

She woke up. She woke up feeling weak, feeling hungry and useless and tired. Where was she? She didnt know where she was.

She hated not knowing where she was. She never liked it, feeling vulnerable in unknown places.

She jerked her head up painfully, her eyes still closed. I heard footsteps, coming from~ She tilted her head to listen better, the left. The footsteps stopped right in front of her. She heard a rustle of wrinkled clothing before she felt something smack her in the face.

"Get up, you Kuwa |1|." Jazmyn wrinkled her nose, Kuwa? What the hell is a Kuwa?

She forced her eyes to open, she squinted to look at the person's face, who was a man. He was nothing special, he seemed like an ordinary criminal to Jazmyn, except he had a sword on his hip. Who the fuck carries a sword? She examined herself quickly, wanting to know what has happened to her.

She winced, seeing her clothing. She has been dressed in a very revealing, white, skin tight dress. It had a deep v-neck, showing her cleavage, and the dress ended right under her butt. She groaned in disgust, she was also very dirty and bloody from something, she didnt know what. She had a couple deep cuts on her face and on her arms and legs. The dressed was ripped on her abdomen area, showing her slightly tanned stomach. She was also barefoot.

She also noticed that she was 13 again.

Why am I 13 again? She looked at her reflection in the metallic walls. Her hair was still the same colour, but it was styled differently. All her layers had turned into spikes, so she had spiky long hair that flowed down her back since it wasnt in a ponytail. Her bangs were also spiky, going across her forehead and resting above her eyes, covering her slim eyebrows. She had two spiky, chin-length bangs that framed her dirty, bloody face.

She noticed one thing, she looked a lot like Minato Namikaze.

Her eyes were narrow and were a very dark navy blue around the rims, then they would splash into an icy blue then they blended back into a navy blue at her pupil. Her facial structure was also like the Yondaime's, which was weird.

I mean, she cant be in an anime. She cant be!

Jazmyn calmed herself down, C'mon, I have to focus. So what if I am in my favourite anime, I am still me, kinda.

Jazmyn bit her lip, "Why should I listen to you?" The man moved to smack her once again, "I mean," She interrupted, halting his movements, "where am I?"

The man laughed, "Because, you're our bitch." Jazmyn flinched, not liking the man's tone, "And," He continued, "you are in Gatou's base. You gotta' come with us little Kuwa, to show that we have a hostage. You'll know more when we get there." He grabbed her arm roughly, squeezing it enough to leave purple bruises on her skin.

Jazmyn yelped, but the man ignored her and yanked her out of the strange building. She let herself be dragged, opting to think instead.

He said Gatou, so I am probably in the Wave Arc, but towards the end with the battle on the bridge where Naruto thought Sasuke died and he uses the Kyuubi's chakra.

Then, she came to another thought.

Do I have chakra? Its a possibility...

She didnt want to try to figure out if she had chakra, she was in a horrible situation. She didnt know how to fight, except to block herself and to kick because of soccer. She wasnt flexible, so she couldnt do any fancy acrobatics like the ninja's in Naruto could do. She wasnt strong. She wasnt anything special.

But, her coach believed in her to make the right choices during games. He believed in her speed, in her will to get back up after she fell, in her power to help a teammate. He believed in her.

Its time she starts believing in herself too.


ohayo. i am temporarily putting young volcanoes on hiatus because i want to focus on this story. this story is comlpetely true, well the character is. Jazmyn Warner is a 15 year old sophomore who loves to play soccer. she is usually shy when she meets strangers, but she has got to get over her shyness. so yah, more will come. and there will be slow updates if i am planning to do longer chapters.

|1| Kuwa means hoe.