Disclaimer: Lord of the Rings belongs to J.R.R Tolkien and Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.

A/N: So I know it is a weird concept but I find it funny, goofy, and oddly cute. Also apologies to any hard core fans, I did my best on Elven translation. Either way Hope you enjoy!

(Bold letters are Sakura speaking Japanese, Italics are inner thoughts.)

"Kuso." Sakura spat out as blood trickled down her chin, clinching her jaw in attempt to bite the pain back. Her chakra signature flickered as she tried to even it out while catching her breath. Her brow narrowed in rage as her eyes focused at the chaos that enveloped the area. Screams and bloodshed covered the once serene field, now accented by an array of kunai, shuriken, and senbon protruding from the earth as metal foliage. Her hands shook as she tried to stand, but her left leg gave out under the unwanted weight causing another wave of pain. She couldn't afford to be immobile long. Enemies were swarming in, mindless drones Kabuto had created. They were clumsy and not very powerful, but the sheer numbers they came in were overwhelming. She ran a quick hand through her dirt and blood matted hair. She was sure there wasn't a single inch of her that wasn't covered with dirt and blood. To many the sight would be disturbing, but in warfare, it was the colors most Shinobi wore.

Oh how the kunoichi missed feeling clean. Her soft waist length hair, clean porcelain skin, and clothes that didn't reek of death. She had grown much in the passing years, in strength and appearance. Now at the age of 18 she stood a proud 5'2, 120lbs. Her face was oval, feminine and balanced, having long since grown into her large forehead that fueled bullying in her younger years. She had jade eyes under her thick sooty lashes that pierced with every emotion and almost seemed unnatural against her namesake hair color. A slim nose and high cheek bones led to her full lips and soft jawline. Her body was toned and slim with soft curves that made her finally gain the womanly body she had desperately desired in her early teens. Her bust was large, though mind you not like her Master's, but large in proportion to her with a 32D, curvacious hips and plump backside. It all seemed pointless now, the things that mattered only a few years before seemed trivial in her life which needed strength, not beauty. Not a year before the war she had made Jonin rank and started taking responsibility as head medic of the hospital, a hospital that no longer existed. Konoha was still rebuilding and its Shinobi were sent to the front lines, risking it all.

"Guess I have no choice, I need another one." She grunted as her hand fished out a small soldier pill and flicked it quickly into her mouth, she was glad she had improved the taste of her homemade pills. She couldn't believe how long Naruto and Sai had been holding back on telling how utterly horrible they tasted. The pill worked instantly, helping to stabilize her chakra flow. The faint green glow of her hand made its way to her leg before she stood up with new resolve. She didn't have nearly as much chakra as she wanted, but a enough to push forward just a little more. Even if she died in this war, she would be damned if she didn't push till her last ounce of chakra was spent. It had been three days since she last slept, running merely on soldier pills and stubbornness that could rival her Master's. Dark rings under her eyes gave her a slightly eery look as she tightened her fist, causing the leather gloves to creak in a silent battle cry.

"Sakura! Are you okay?" Sai yelled while sending a horde of ink paintings at his opponent. Sakura dashed behind Sai, smashing her elbow into the side of an enemy. The drone fell into a motionless heap before she turned focus back to Sai.

"As good as I can be." She flashed a quick goofy smile to the ebony boy. Each were covered in scratches, blood and sweat. Sakura couldn't even tell what blood was hers or the enemy's. Sai returned a small smile before aiming for the last of the large group they had been cornered by. After this group they will have secured the area.

"I have everything covered here. You need to get to Dickless and Kakashi." Sai turned as the last enemy fell in an army of ink. Sakura's eyes widened as Sai took her into a hug. "They need you. I will fall back and help the camps secure the other areas. Go, and Hag...be safe." He gave one quick nod before heading back South to the camp site. Sakura shook off the abnormal gesture and sped off North. She could feel five massive chakra signatures just ahead and didn't need her mind dwelling on oddities of her teammate's rare moment of affection. The war had given many people reason to always say 'farewell' before separating, knowing it could be the last time you ever saw someone.

Taking cover she eyed the scene, this wasn't some simple battle to throw yourself in the middle of. The main players in this were in a completely different league. Sure she was now considered one of the top kunoichi, surpassing her own Shishou in all except experience, but the one person she could never beat was someone such as Madara. Only Naruto could handle someone of that calibur. Looking out she saw Sasuke was against a rock covering his eyes while blood seeped between his fingers; when they had found him earlier he had found that Madara was using him and in reluctance for once again wanting to get 'revenge', joined the Allied Forces. Naruto and Madara were fighting so quickly Sakura couldn't even truly register what was happening and Kakashi struggled against a psychotic looking Kabuto, both looking as though they were ready to pass out. As a medic she knew she should stay back until absolutely needed but what unveiled couldn't keep the pinkette medic back. Kabuto struck Kakashi down as the jounin closed his eyes from what she could see as over excertion in his Sharingan use. The heavy blow seemed in some mad attempt to end the battle, leaving the jounin alive, but severely incapacitated.

The snake user's eyes shifted as Madara and Naruto, who had parted taking heavy breaths. Sakura didn't even register when her legs started moving, chakra flowed so quickly and in such high volume into her hand she could feel it burning her skin. All three males turned at the same time just noticing her presence. Kabuto's eyes widened realizing the position he was in and that he didn't have time to move, nor the energy; he was just about to make a lethal strike to Naruto's spine from behind using his signature chakra scalpel. Sakura flung her arm back and struck forward with all her remaining chakra creating a sickening crack as it impacted Kabuto's face. The sound echoed through the now quiet field, only hearing the loud thud of the his lifeless body hitting a far away rock. Sakura panted heavily, for so long she wanted to kill that sick 'medic'.

Sakura tried to steady her breathing as she turned her bleary eyes to Naruto who was now turned back to what Sakura registered as a nearly dead Madara. Sakura winced grabbing her arm as it hung limply at her side, she inwardly cursed knowing she over stretched the muscle and most likely tore it, an easy thing to heal, but she didn't have enough chakra for that. She was teetering on her last few bits of chakra. Madara bit into his lip drawing blood while howling in pure rage, eyes flashing the tell tale crimson that so many died upon seeing.

"No! NO! This is MY world...MINE!" He gave a weakened lunge and Naruto pushed to make one final Rasengan, avoiding all eye contact with the crazed Uchiha. It pierced Madara's stomach, awakening an agonizing cry throughout the field before falling to the ground, leaving an eery silence. Naruto stumbled back giving Sakura a small smile, blue eyes shining brightly. The young Shinobi was worn out she could tell, but his smile held pride and relief. Sakura snapped from her daze, knowing she could only remain conscious for so much longer.

"Kaka-sensei!" Her legs buckled with each step as she made her way over until she plopped ungracefully next to Kakashi. "Where are you hurt the worst?" Her eyes searched his face until he gave a small rough chuckle. His vest had various cuts, stains and his headband long since discarded, but just hearing him laugh eased the worry that made her stomach ache. He was always pushing the use of his Sharingan, if he wasn't careful he would end up blind in that eye.

"That snake freak packs a punch, but not one to finish your ol' sensei off. Just tired from over using my Mangekyou Sharingan...I know I know, you told me not to, but since when do I listen right?" His infamous eye crinkle made Sakura laugh softly while leaning on Naruto who joined the two. From what she could tell there were no internal injuries, but he would need to be on bed-rest for awhile. Nothing made her worry more than her 'boys' being hurt. Sakura heard a rustle from behind while Kakashi and Naruto talked about Sasuke, something about bringing 'teme' home. She turned her head and felt her heart race, eyes widening in horror. Time slowed, she stood gripping a confused Kakashi and Naruto, this would take the final ounce of chakra she had. She screamed in pain feeling her right arm muscle rip even more, her joints popped and tears pricked at her eyes. Giving as much force as she could muster she threw them out of the way.

Madara grinned wickedly as he used the last of his chakra to open another 'worm hole', as they dubbed, it before he seized violently and fell to the ground in a cold dead heap. Sakura was lifted from the sheer pull of the worm hole. Her arms reached effortlessly hoping to grip something that just wasn't there. She let out a piercing scream as tears fell from her eyes. She had never felt this scared, scared of the unknown she was being pulled into. Naruto and Kakashi tried to reach her, but she knew by the look on their faces they couldn't make it, not in their conditions. They had fought more than anyone, but even they had limits. In the last moment before she knew she would be gone, she gave Naruto and Kakashi a pained smile. 'Its okay Naruto, it can't be helped, don't let this be a burden on you.' As she passed through she could see two areas at once for a brief moment, the field she was in previously, and small forested area that she was being thrown into. She was hurled back into a tree, her eyes widened in pain as she coughed up a small amount of blood. She looked up in panic as she watched the worm hole close before her world went black.

Throbbing. That would be the word she could think of when it came to how she felt. Every muscle ached, her limbs felt like they weighed a thousand pounds, and her hearing strained in and out of her surroundings. Her eyes strained to open, blinking away the soft light that filtered through the treetop canopy. Testing her strength she propped up halfway, keeping in mind to not put weight on her arm with the torn muscle. The clearing was small, surrounded by trees and rock, with moss covering like a blanket across anything it could touch.

"Ah, you are awake." Sakura's head snapped immediately to the speaker. 'What?' Her mind raced in panic at the realization that she wasn't alone and that she couldn't understand a word he said.

"I don't understand? Who are you? Where am I?" Sakura jumped to her feet, although her body desired to rest back down onto soft moss covered ground. Squinting her eyes she stood alert at the speaker. He was an old gentleman who looked almost as worn out as she was. He wore a tattered gray cloak and had smudges of dirt on his face. The language she heard was strange making her nervous of where Madara had sent her. The old man laughed lightly before patting a spot next to him. Although her Shinobi training told her to be wary of strangers, something in his eyes told her she could trust him. Taking a seat the old man reached to her forehead and started whispering something weird. A warm sensation flooded her mind sending her into a panic. 'Stupid, you let some old geezer cast a jutsu on you!' In only a second she pinned the man to the ground, snarling with a kunai pressed to his neck, with every intent to kill if necessarily. His skin bent taut, on the verge of breaking if any more pressure was to be applied.

"What did you do to me?" Her voice was cold and bitter as she stared into the face of the still smiling old man. His eyes shimmered at the girl. He gazed up looking at the young woman. Her appearance was odd, like nothing he had ever seen in his travels. Through the mud and dirt he could see pink hair! Of all the strange things this one was odd yet beautiful. Her eyes were bright jade and her face was one that could rival Elven beauty. Her clothes were just as foreign as her features. A red vest, which had no doubt seen better days, accompanied by tiny black shorts and a small pink over-skirt leaving much of her legs showing until they met her black knee high, toe-less boots. Pink elbow guards, black gloves, a strange headband and various pouches completed her weird ensemble.

"Well is it not better that we can now converse in the common tongue." The man continued to smile. Sakura paused, she could understand him. Though only a moment before the same language was unknown to her. It rolled off her tongue oddly but it felt normal all at the same time. She wasn't sure if his smile calmed her or irked her, but she sure as hell wasn't in one of the Five Nations she knew of. Her stomach tightened even farther than it had previously.

"Common tongue?" Testing out each syllable carefully. Her eyes never left his, still wary of this stranger who somehow gave her knowledge of a new language in mere seconds. She had never heard of a Jutsu with that ability.

"Yes milady. I am skilled in most languages known to Middle Earth, however you speak in tongue that has never even graced these old ears, or perhaps is foreign to these lands all together, hm? A rare spell to give you my knowledge of the common tongue, wouldn't want you to make any, hasty decisions from lack of communication now would we?" He let his eyes wander to the still threatening position of her kunai. "Though between you and me, I almost never share information so easily, knowledge she be self found, but I believe an exception is in order!" Again his smile didn't waver but humor fluttered across his features.

"Oh, yes, well...you startled me is all." Trying to cover a feeling of being foolish and slightly rude. Slowly she backed off placing her kunai back in its pouch. "What is this Middle Earth place?"

"Middle Earth is the land you are in milady. Judging from your, unique appearance, spoken tongue, garb, and weaponry I would say you are far from home, are you not?" His eyes sparkled in what Sakura decided as curiosity, yet it was also as if he already knew the answer, even if she did not. He must have seen her searching for answers, "I found you two days ago. You were unconscious, injured and weak. I have managed to fix only your superficial wounds, but alas healing is not my prominent talent."

"Seems I owe you one. What is your name, unless you want me to call you 'old man'?" She started assessing her arm, now that her chakra was back she could clear up her injuries. Pulling her glove off with her teeth she let green chakra feather down her arm soothing all the aches and pains into a light numbness before the feeling left completely. Within fifteen minutes she had taken care of all her injuries, only sleep and nourishment could fix the sore muscles and fatigue she felt, but knowing she was now able to defend herself in a strange place was comforting.

"You are full of surprises are you not. A healer? I have never seen healing such as that. Extraordinary. I am Gandolf the Gray. What is your name child?" he watched her with a thoughtful expression. This girl truly was odd...but perhaps, fate had finally turned somewhat for the better. He had a strange feeling her abilities could be highly useful in the near future.

"Healer? We use the term medic but I suppose the concept is the same. My name is Sakura Haruno." She frowned a little at the child remark but then again he could easily be her grandfather. I suppose most people would be considered children at that point in your life. Though thinking that through, Tsunade would murder her if she heard her talking that way about an old person.

"Well Sakura," He tested her name slowly, just as she had before, "I am headed for Rivendell, it is two days on foot from here, perhaps some answers you seek will be there. However I must make haste, a matter of utmost importance is there." Sakura contemplated before nodding with a small exasperated smile. 'I suppose I don't have too many options. Plus I do owe this man.'

"I will help you with whatever you are doing, if you help me find a way home." She looked into his eyes, he knew then she was a stubborn one. Her eyes clearly told him arguing was pointless. Though as he had thought before he wondered if fate had brought her here on purpose. Sakura looked more at their surroundings before she heard music to her ears, a stream! 'Oh thank Kami! I can bathe before we head out!'

"Before we leave let me wash up a bit. The smell of blood would most likely scare any person in this Rivenbale place." Her nose scrunched as she started to realize how much she did stink. At least she had her 'personal' scroll on her, which much thanks to Tenten teaching her how to seal mass amounts of items, held many clothes, hygiene products and weapons. 'At this moment I could kiss you Tenten! That girl knew how to travel in style!'

"I believe you mean Rivendell." Gandolf chuckled, though she could speak the common tongue it still brought her difficulty in learning names. Sakura just waved a hand in disregard, her mind far too focused on the aspect of being a quick nod she excused herself, practically running to the sound of flowing water. The stream was small and just deep enough to reach her waist.

Slipping her clothes off into a careless pile, she wasted no time in stepping into the water. It was cold and crisp sending a shiver up her spine. Her hands lightly grazed the top of the water before she sank under completely. Blood and dirt flowed down the stream in dark angry swirls. Sakura scrubbed roughly until the water ran clear and her skin glowed a faint pink. She made her way to her pouch and fished out a small scroll. Giving the appropriate hand seals over the items she desired a small bar of sandal wood soap and change of clothes appeared. The scent alone gave her a small smile. Greedily she let the soap cover every inch of her in a thick lather. After washing the suds away she reluctantly climbed out to dry off and change into her usual outfit which she owned multiple sets of. She also pulled out her hooded cream colored cloak that had two red stripes at the bottom. Before she put everything away she held her headband in thought. 'Until I return..' With a last glance she sealed it away with the rest of her things and made her way back to Gandolf.

"I'm ready." Gandolf smiled while picking up his err- stick thing, and throwing a dark gray cloak on.

"Yes, we best be off Lady Sakura." He led her towards a small path which seemed to be mostly animal and hunting trails.

"Uh, just 'Sakura' please. Hearing 'Lady' is not something I am use to where I am from." Gandolf just smiled and nodded as he continued forward. He took note that her outfit was completely mended yet she carried no pack of any sort other than small pouches.

"As you wish. On another note, you will want to wear your hood up...pink is an unheard of color in Middle Earth. Wouldn't want Lord Elrond and all of Rivendell to faint now would we." Sakura blushed and threw her hood up hiding any knowledge of having 'oddly' colored hair or being a female for that matter. Throughout the trip there she learned a few things about Middle Earth, much of which shocked, annoyed, and down right confused her. For one women were considered the 'fairer' sex and did not fight and always wore dresses to their feet. Wearing that long of a dress made Sakura want to puke. She also found she was the only 'pink haired' person and that nobody knew what a 'Shinobi' was. She explained to Gandolf it was basically a highly advanced mercenary for higher which shocked the old man into thinking such a young girl killed for a living. However, the most insane thing she learned was that Middle Earth had Elves, Dwarves, Hobbits and things called 'Orcs'. All those things were from silly fairy tales she was read as a child.

They were now only about thirty minutes from 'Rivendell' and soft noises put her on alert. Sakura had kunai in hand as she called to Gandolf in a low voice. "We are surrounded." Gandolf just nodded and seemed unconcerned. A man approached them and Sakura immediately noticed the pointed ears that peeked from his auburn hair. 'So these are Elves, they are so...pretty. Fairy Tales made them to be short little ugly things...damn, I like this version better.' Inner Sakura laughed kept her head low to conceal herself, since Gandolf and her agreed that if she was to assist him, keeping her gender unknown until all was finalized, would be beneficial in avoiding the whole 'women don't fight' issue.

"I am here to see Lord Elrond for the Meeting." Gandolf smiled lightly. The Elf smiled back and Sakura wondered if they knew each other. All the others were also smiling with bows lowered. She slipped her kunai away knowing if needed, she could easily take them down.

"Suilad Gandolf the Gray. Lord Elrond has been expecting you, though he did not think you would bring a companion."(Greetings) The Elf nodded toward Sakura and she kept silence while Gandolf just chuckled. Seeing as they didn't take her as a threat they continued to Rivendell being escorted by the group. 'And Gandolf thought my clothes were strange...' She eyed the tunics the men wore. Soon a city came into view and Sakura could only stare in amazement. It was beautiful! Cream colored stone formed elegant buildings that had soft curves and arches. Trees grew all over in gardens and wisteria climbed the sides of walls. The city almost glowed from the whimsical aura, it was so unnaturally calming.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Gandolf smiled at the girl who just shook her head in agreement, not wanting to let her feminine voice slip. They were led up various stairs that curved up buildings, passing flowers and water fountains with little birds chirping away in their own little paradise. Finally they stood at a large wood door, the main Elf who led them there opened the door and dismissed himself from the two travelers. Inside was another Elf who was checking over a small curly haired man laying in a bed. The small man looked over with large blue eyes, smiling at the two.

"Gandolf!" His eyes glimmered, Sakura knew the man knew Gandolf.

"Frodo, I trust you are okay." Gandolf took a seat next to the person named 'Frodo' on the bed earning a small squeak of sudden weight. Sakura stayed back, observing from the darkness of her hood. The Elf walked to Gandolf before giving a small smile and slightly bow.

"You are late, old friend." Although he looked no more than thirty, there was so much wisdom in his eyes that his aura fluttered over her making her feel incredibly young. She noticed it seemed that all Elves were beautiful and held an elegant air about themselves.

"Ah yes, well I was held up seeing as Saruman has chosen the Dark in hope of power. Yet when I escaped I happen chance met someone who has abilities I find most useful." Gandolf sighed, Sakura figured who ever this 'Saru' dude was he most likely betrayed Gandolf's previous thoughts of him. The Elf glanced her way before turning slightly more serious.

"I see. Well I am just glad you are here, the Meeting is in two hours, I suppose you should bring your new friend, it would be good to let him know what it is he is to help you with." The Elf excused himself leaving the small man 'Frodo', Gandolf and herself.

"Frodo, I trust you and the other have all made it here safely?" The small man smiled, he seemed tired and under a lot of stress.

"Yes, a ranger named Strider helped us. We would all have died if not for him saving us back at the Prancing Pony." Frodo looked at his hands, thinking of the recent events. He had a bandage around his shoulder and he seemed weak from recovery. Sakura noted that the Elves must be fairly decent at healing. In her 'world' civilians were only able to make remedies from plants, but she was able to go past that, entering your system with chakra. Shinobi medics were highly sought after for the type of things they could cure. Sakura had been investigating into all sorts of things. She could graft skin after burns, get rid of scars, grow hair back, and do silly cosmetic things as well such as whitening teeth, clearing up skin, exfoliating the body, metabolize alcohol and food quicker. Though her Team's favorite was her signature 'chakra massage', kneading out all the muscles and improving chakra flow and toxin release.

"My my, Aragorn? If he is here I must excuse myself Frodo." Gandolf gave her look that indicated that she should follow. As they turned to leave Sakura felt her eyes go wide as three very short men ran past her into the room. They barely spared her and Gandolf a glance before turning to their friend.

"What are they?" She asked in a voice barely audible. They had to be about 3ft tall and their feet! They were hairy...'I think I like Elves the most so far...'

"Those are Hobbits. You will see at the meeting shortly, all of the races, save for Orcs which are foul evil creatures, creatures we are most likely going to go to war against." Sakura frowned. So she was taken just as victory of one war come about and was flung to the beginning of another one. However, it came natural to want to help if Gandolf was going to help her get home. Shinobi almost never turned down a mission, and this was no different. Again they walked through arched corridors, murals painted across, telling a story of heroics. Voices could be heard and just around the corner a man stood in embrace with an Elven woman. They turned to the approaching foot steps, slowly parting from each other. Sakura felt a little bad about ruining a private moment.

"I knew you would come." The man walked up giving Gandolf a hug. He had a short beard and shoulder length hair, but Sakura focused on the rather odd looking sword he had. 'I have never seen a sword like that.' And for her that was saying a lot. Most Shinobi used Katanas' but she had even seen odd swords such as Zabuza's and Kisame's. "How did you know I was here?"

"Oh, I figured you would come visit your father's legacy just before the meeting, however we have a few matters to discuss Aragorn." So this was the guy who saved the Hobbit people. The man nodded taking a seat on a large bench.

"Navaer, na-den pedim ad meleth nin."(Farewell, until we speak again my love.) The Elf woman smiled and took her leave, giving the man a small smile. Once again annoyance took over Sakura, apparently this world had a lot of languages. At least she understood the 'common tongue' as Gandolf called it.

"I have a feeling that Frodo will chose to be the ring bearer. This feeling has not left me since I departed from the Shire." Gandolf sighed in frustration. Sakura noted that when he wasn't smiling he seemed older and past hardships seemed to swim in his eyes.

"It does seem as though he can withstand it unlike most. However a Hobbit alone can not travel to Mordor alone, it would be suicide."

"Yes, my underlying goal for this meeting is to see if Frodo will choose to be the ring bearer on his own accord. If we can get a few people with fighting skill to form a fellowship he can be helped on his journey. This task isn't to one race alone. It affects us all." Sakura had a feeling Gandolf tried to plan everything a few steps ahead.

"Well he has my sword, though you already know that. Who is your cloaked friend might I ask." Aragorn turned to Sakura waiting for the reply.

"Sakura, you may take your hood off." Aragorn seemed puzzled by the odd name. Her hand slipped to her hood, thick pink locks cascaded down and large jade eyes met Aragorn's dark brown. His eye brow raised making her raise her own pink-arched shaped brow.

"Milady, Sa- uh, I apologize could you run your name by me once more." If this was how everyone would react upon meeting her then she would have to keep her patience in check. She knew she could have quite the temper, she supposed that was one thing she didn't really need to learn from her mentor...but did anyways.

"Sakura, please don't call me 'Lady'. Just Sakura." He nodded before turning to Gandolf, confusion evident.

"She has great skill in healing, though from what she told me she is also a very skilled fighter. She is not from this world Aragorn, in service for me helping to find her a way home she is willing to help us fight."

"Well I can certainly believe she isn't from this world by appearance alone but she is a small girl how can she fight-" Sakura cut him off by appearing behind him faster then they could see. A kunai glinted in the light just under his jawline making him freeze. She hadn't made a sound! But he didn't even see her move!

"Trust me, Aragorn was it. My fighting capabilities are quite efficient. Shinobi are hired for battle. Raised from youth to be skilled in many arts used in battle, males and females." Her voice was low, but not harsh, she made a point to emphasize 'females'. Putting her kunai away she flipped her hood back up, once again concealing herself.

"This is why I wanted you to meet her before. If an alliance is formed they would surely argue over Sakura fighting, we don't need any more arguments than necessary at the meeting. She can show her identity once it is over." Aragorn nodded while raising a hand to Sakura. She took it and each shook hands, Aragorn smiling with a wide toothy grin.

"Well then Sakura, I will be happy to fight beside you. Though I agree, keep your identity hidden until all is sorted out." The men stood up and Sakura fell in step with them. "Well we best go get this Meeting over with." Leaving the murals long behind a round courtyard appeared with the sun shining bright overhead. All the seats were full except for three, taking their seats Sakura noted that Gandolf was right, the races were all there. The Dwarves wore heavy armor and had long beards which in her eyes just made them look shorter. More Elves were present but wore different style clothes, possibly because they were from different areas. Then there were normal looking men who seemed to eye the other races with a snobbish attitude. 'Kami this place just reeks of testosterone..'

The man who Gandolf whispered was named Elrond, stood in front a stone plinth. "Strangers from distant lands, friends of old. You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle Earth stands upon the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite or you will fall. Each race is bound to this fate, this one doom. Bring forth the ring, Frodo." The shy Hobbit walked to the plinth and gently set down this 'ring' everyone seemed so damn afraid of. Gandolf told her it offers people the illusion of power, but Sakura just scoffed at that. Empty promises for self gain. No different than Orochimaru or Madara. Evil never shares power.

A man across from her raised a hand to his chin, "So it's true." Others shift uncomfortably but the man speaks up. "In a dream I saw the Eastern sky grow dark. In the West a pale light lingered a voice crying, your doom is near at hand. Isildur's bane is found...Isildur's bane..." He stretches a hand for the ring before a voice cuts through the air.

"Boromir!" Elrond gives a stern stare to the man. Another voice rises, she recognizes it as Gandolf but the language is harsh and guttural, the sky darkened.

"Ash nazg durbatuluk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatuluk, agh bur-zum-ishi krimpatul." (One ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.) Gandolf sat back down and the skies cleared. Everyone looked up, glad the dark words had stopped. Sakura had to admit, Gandolf was good at making a point. Apparently this little ring was evil as shit.

"Never before has anyone uttered words of that tongue in Imladris." Elrond looked spooked but angry. He knew he was just making a point, but such words shouldn't have been spoken in a place of peace. Sakura could tell Gandolf was in no mood to put up with idiocy.

"I do not ask your pardon Master Elrond for the Black Speech of Mordor may yet be heard in every corner of the West. The Ring is all together evil." He made a point to stare at Boromir, who in turn only shook his head.

"Aye its a gift!" Boromir stood up, still not understanding the Ring was false promise. "A gift to the foes of Mordor. Why not use this Ring?" He turned his attention to everyone much to Gandolf's displeasure. "Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor kept the forces of Mordor at bay. By the blood of our people are your lands kept safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy, let us use it against him-"

"You cannot wield it. None of us can." Aragorn spoke up, hand falling from his chin. Boromir turned to him, frown forming on his face. "The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other Master."

"And what would a Ranger know of this matter." Boromir sneered. Sakura decided this dude was kind of prick. An Elf stood up in retaliation.

"This is no mere Ranger. He is Aragorn son of Arathorn, you owe him your allegiance." Sakura didn't know what any of that meant so she in turn spaced out momentarily.

"Aragorn...this is Isildur's heir?" Boromir's mouth dropped slightly in disbelief and Sakura noticed Frodo beamed with pride. She often had that same look when people praised Naruto. The thought of Naruto made her heart ache, she missed her brother already. Her Team had become a surrogate family for each other.

"And the heir to the throne of Gondor." The Elf, Sakura decided to call 'blondie', stated. Aragorn held up a hand, obviously not one bit of concern for his pride or care for his 'proper' title. She liked Aragorn, he seemed to be pretty laid back and was easily likable.

"Havo dad, Legolas."(Sit down, Legolas) Sakura glanced, apparently Aragorn could speak this strange Elf lingo to. Though he was seeing an Elf girl, so she supposed it made sense.

"Gondor has no king, Gondor needs no king." Finally the 'prick' (another lovely nickname) sat down much to Gandolf's relief. She could feel him loosen up slightly when the pestering man huffed in a defeated tantrum.

"Aragorn is right, we cannot use it." Gandolf still seemed ready to beat some since into prick head, but for the moment just wanted things to progress, not set at a standstill.

"You only have one choice. The Ring must be destroyed." Elrond announced. Sakura inwardly scoffed, why couldn't Elrond have cut off prick head sooner if that was the 'only' option.

A Dwarf hopped off his seat with a huff, "Then what are we waiting for?" He runs at the ring and swings down a burly ax. It shatters as it connects with the ring but the ring remained unscathed. Sakura notices Frodo wince in pain, like the Ring was connected to him. Elrond sighed, he was too old for this shit.

"The Ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli son of Gloin, by any craft that we here possess. The Ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the firey chasm from whence it came. One of you, must do this." Elrond maintained the most composure out of everyone, aside from herself.

The room went silent until prick head decided to interject once again. "One does not simply walk into Mordor. It's Black Gates are guarded by more than just Orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep and the great eye is ever watchful. Tis a barren wasteland, riddled with fire and ash and dust. The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It's a folly." He shook his head at even the suggestion of such an idea.

"Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond has said? The Ring must be destroyed." Blondie shouted.

"And I suppose you think you're the one to do it." The Dwarf from before barked in his deep gravely voice. Boromir jumped up again in desperation.

"And if we fail then? What happens when Sauron takes back what is his?"

"I will be dead before I see the Ring in the hands of an Elf!" The Dwarf shouted. Anger spread across the Elf's face. Men, Elves and Dwarves jumped up shouting to the point Sakura wanted to shatter the ground to make them shut the hell up! But she figured Gandolf and Elrond would probably get mad...most likely.

"Never trust an Elf!" A Dwarf shouted in the chaos. Sakura grew even more frustrated, this wasn't about race. Their world was in danger.

"Do you not understand that while we bicker amongst ourselves, Sauron's power grows. None can escape it! You'll all be destroyed!" Gandolf yelled angrily. Sakura sighed...these people were crazy. She saw Frodo stand up, trying to raise his much quieter voice above the shouts.

"I will take it! I will take it!," Gandolf closed his eyes, he never wanted Frodo to have to do this but knew that he was the only one who could. "I will take the Ring to Mordor, tho I do not know the way." Everyone stared at the Hobbit. Gandalf walked over placing a large hand on the Hobbit's head.

"I will help you bear this burden Frodo Baggins, as long as it is yours to bear." He stood behind him giving Sakura a knowing look, seems like his plan was working.

"If by life or death I can protect you, I will. You have my sword." Aragorn gave a quick kneel in servitude.

"And you have my bow." Blondie walked over.

"And my ax." Sakura laughed at the Dwarf wondering how many ax's that dude had. Sakura finally stood up, as she noticed she was the only one still sitting. She walked over silently and knelt momentarily in front of the Hobbit. Without a word she stood behind him next to Gandalf. The Elf and Dwarf eyed her cautiously. Seeing someone who wouldn't show their face in such troubling times had people on edge.

"You carry the fate of us all little one. If this is indeed the will of the Council, then Gondor will see it done." Sakura scrunched her brow. 'damn it! Why does prick head have to join!'

Sakura heard a rustle before a voice called out, "Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me!" Another Hobbit ran in to stand with the group. She recognized him from the brief passing earlier.

"No indeed it is hardly possible to separate you, even when he is summoned to a secret council and you are not." Elrond laughed lightly. Another patter of feet and two more Hobbits ran out.

"Wait! We're coming to! You'd have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us"

"Anyway you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission...quest...thing!" Sakura had to hold back laughing, she knew she would like this one. Humor always made missions more relaxing.

"Well that rules you out pip."

"Ten companions...so be it! You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring." Elrond gave a glance at Gandolf he seemed quite happy with how things turned out.

"Great. So where are we going?" Sakura almost face palmed right there. This was going to be a long trek, especially since she saw how slow Gandolf traveled, apparently they don't have Shinobi speed here.

"You will leave in the morning. Tonight we will hold a feast in honor of your departure. We shall leave the Fellowship alone. I suggest you all get to know each other." The Elders left and the Fellowship all pulled chairs into a circle, taking seats. Gandolf spoke up.

"How about we go in a circle, say our name, where we hail from if you desire, and our skill. I will start. I am Gandolf the Gray, I am a wizard." Sakura for the millionth time was caught guard. Now there were wizards!

"I am Frodo Baggins of the Shire, I will bear the Ring."

"I am Samwise Gamgee of the Shire, I will cook for Frodo to keep his strength up." He glanced around, Sakura could tell he was self conscious.

"I'm Merry and this is Pippin! We will help Frodo, perhaps we could learn to use swords!" Gandolf laughed at the two.

"I am Aragorn. Swordsman." He smiled softly. Sakura noticed he left out the whole 'I should actually be king but don't want to' thing. Typical.

"Boromir of Gondor. I am skilled with swords and no novice to fighting."

"Legolas of the Woodland Realm. Archer."

"Gimli son of Gloin. No better ax wielder than this Dwarf!" All eyes turned to her. The 'mysterious' cloaked figure. She could see Aragorn smiling wildly.

They all saw a leather gloved hand come out from the heavy cloak. She reached for the clasp and in one movement she discarded the whole cloak and noticed a few eyes widened and a few jaws were slack. They looked at the girl in front of them with awe and wonder. Pink hair cascaded down the petite girls back to her ribs. Bright jade eyes scanned them, while they took in her seemingly odd garb. Compared to what women in their world wore, her outfit was considered very revealing. Aside from the obvious oddities they also noted she was short in height and thin in frame.

"Sakura Haruno of Konohagakure. I am a high ranking Shinobi and Medic." Her voice was light and airy. They seemed confused by almost everything she said. She noticed Boromir eye her with disapproval.

"What? What is this farce? A woman! A woman should not be fighting things such as orcs. They should be home, tending to children, cooking and cleaning. War is no place for a maiden...if one as odd as her." Sakura thought prick head would say something, he obviously didn't have a damn clue who he was dealing with. With the flick of her wrist she threw a kunai, lodging only an inch from his head, burying itself deep within a stone pillar his chair was in front of. His eyes widened along with everyone elses.

"I assure you, I am quite adequate." Sakura making Aragorn laugh lightly.

"It is not the time to be picky about your comrade Boromir. Gandolf can vouch for her and that is all I need. Now what say we eat?" Aragorn smiled as the four Hobbits jumped out their chairs excitedly.

"Aye! Let's eat our fill lads'...and lassie." Gimli smiled up at Sakura who returned it kindly, ignoring Boromir staring, frown plastered on his face. The group made their way too a large dining hall where the aroma of food nearly had Sakura salivating instantly. She couldn't remember the last time she ate but her stomach yelled at her that it had been far too long. Soldier Pills were not something to use as a replacement, and as of late that had been all she could have. They joined at a table where plates filled to the brim with steaming food were placed in front of them. Silver goblets were handed out with wine, tankards of ale, and music all started roaring the party to life. Sakura greedily scooped warm potatoes and seasoned steak into her mouth, washing it down with smooth wine.

"So Lady Sakura-"

"Just 'Sakura' Pippin. I would prefer if you all left the 'Lady' part out. Anyways continue." Pippin and Merry just smiled.

"Okay, Sakura, what is it like where you are from?" Gimli, Legolas and Aragorn all joined in the conversation as well. Frodo, Sam and Gandolf had already excused themselves for the night.

"Um," Sakura swallowed her food hastily, "It is very different, for starters, not to be rude, but Dwarves, Elves and Hobbits don't exist where I am from. They are merely fairy tales."

"Well that would be boring!" Pippin laughed earning a smile from Sakura. Somehow his childlike attitude made her think of Naruto.

"Well after meeting you Pippin, yes I suppose it is boring!" Sakura lifted her wine glass to Pippin's tankard, the rest following, "To the Fellowship, may we complete our task safely." Each held a smile, pride in their eyes for representing their race and country. 'And to returning home...'

"Cheers!" Sakura could tell, this was going to be the most interesting mission, she had ever taken on.

Thank you for reading! Hope it was a nice long chapter to start it off :)