Eryn Goddess of Chaos: Heyo, everybody. This is mah first fanfic that is not a oneshot. : 3 Yay me! So go easy on me. Flames will be used to burn Kakashi's books. I would like some constructive criticism though, please. Anywho...
Disclaimer: I dun own Naruto. Wish I did, but I don't.
Now on with the fic!
Edit: I'm going to be doing a bit of revamping and such to this story because I've noticed quite a long time ago how crappy my grammar and such is. Then again, I did start it over a year and a half ago so my description has improved by ten fold. To the few fans that I have, you'll be happy to hear that once I'm done editing all my chapters, which hopefully won't take long, I'll be able to get back on track and start this story up again.
Summer. This is the time of the year where normal teens would be sleeping, messing around, having water fights, beach trips, since I live so close to the beach, hanging out with friends and seeing movies like the third Pirates of the Caribbean movie or other popular box office hits. Unfortunately for me, I was stuck inside the house. Doing what you might ask? Oh, it's this fantabulous thing called chores. So no fun time for me. Sounds just great doesn't it?
I have been grounded for the rest of today because of me and my big smart mouth. Yeah, I argued with my parents, so, long story short, I've basically pissed them off. Yep. So, this is my punishment. Doesn't that just sound fun? That was sarcasm by the way.
Wiping my brow, I silently complained. I hate cleaning the computer room, it's a total pigsty! Often times I wonder how anyone can even get into the damned room, it's so dirty and full of discarded papers and trash. My parents never clean the house themselves so they make me or my brother do it. Well, actually, I make him do it, but that's because I have some dirt on him I could easily use for blackmail. Heehee. It's a shame I can't use it against him at the moment since it was my own fault for getting grounded. Plus my parents are out right now at some dinner party and if they just happened to come back early and saw me doing squat, I'd be pretty much screwed and get grounded for an even longer amount of time. And that is not on my agenda. Plus, I may be mean but I'm not unfair…not really anyway. Hehe...I feel that I should give him a break though. I've been slaving him around for quite a while so he should enjoy this break while it lasts 'cause I can tell ya it won't last long.
Wait, I didn't introduce myself did I? My name is Kathrine Carter, or Katie if you will. I have fairly long, layered, dark brown hair that currently reaches my shoulders, which is in a small pony tail at the moment for cleaning purposes, and gray green eyes that tend to change colors depending on the clothes I wear. For example, if I'm wearing a blue shirt, my eyes turn into a sort of aqua color, very similar to Riku's from Kingdom Hearts. If I wear something black, they turn into a storm gray. It's kinda weird but cool at the same time. It reminds me of a chameleon. Sorta. Right now I am currently wearing jean shorts and a pink happy bunny T-shirt that said, "This is me pretending to listen. Should be enough for you." I may hate pink but I think I can make an exception for this shirt 'cause I just plain love it. It describes me so well. Yeah, I don't listen, unless the topic is interesting. Otherwise I'll zone out. Unfortunately, the shirt getting to the point where it doesn't fit me anymore and more often than not ends up showing my stomach when I don't want it to. Which reminds me. I need new clothes.
There's also one more thing you must know about me. I absolutely adore anime and manga and so does Jamie, though not as much as I do. The only reason he started watching it was because me. Due to my obsession, I tend to buy a lot of manga and anime DVDs so that's what he watches when he's bored. He's about 2 years younger than me and since I'm 15, he's about 13. Such a cute little runt, isn't he? Unlike me, he has stark blue eyes that make him look somewhat intimidating, but he's really not. At least, not to me anyway.
My favorite anime is probably Naruto and among others, but the main one is Naruto, while Jamie's is a tie between both Naruto and Full Metal Alchemist which is absolutely the most awesome anime ever! Ed is so cute! Ahem…Ignore my inner fangirl. Anywho, my parents hate it, being they don't like cartoons or anything associated with it, but they don't mind us watching it. As long as they don't have to. If it's on when they want to watch TV, they change the channel. Though my mom likes to make fun of it sometimes while I'm watching a pretty intense scene. I can tell ya, I do not appreciate it at all and I usually end up yelling at my mom for it to leave me alone, which she doesn't. Instead she laughs at me. Oh well. Can't do anything about it right?
Now, where was I? Oh yeah, cleaning the computer room. Arching my back forward, I plucked the scattered papers littering all over the carpeted floor and threw them into a large, brown, hunched over paper bag in the door way, my little trash bag. Well, maybe not little, but it has its uses. At least until it gets so full it falls over. Releasing a heavy sigh, I straightened and placed both hands on my back and bent backward, hearing a satisfying pop as I cracked my back. Damn, it was getting sore. Hunching over for hours on end trying to clean up was definitely not fun. About to get back to work, I heard my brother call my name from the other room.
"Hey, sis!" Jamie called from the living room.
"Yeah?" I yelled back, a little puzzled. What could he want me for? Usually he only calls my name if I want to watch anime or to get him something to drink. I usually yell at him to get off his lazy ass to get it himself. When he complains, I have to remind him that I know of the porn magazines he hides under his bed. At least I know how to shut him up within two seconds flat. It's actually pretty amusing. But I do wonder where he got them, because it couldn't have been from our father. Though he does have a perverted group of friends, so it wouldn't be surprising if that's where they're from.
"Naruto's on! You wanna watch it?" his voice floated down the hallway.
"Well, gee, Jamie. It's only my favorite anime. Why wouldn't I want to watch it? " 'Sheesh, you'd think he'd know me enough by now. Of all the silly questions to ask,' I thought and shook my head at his idiocy.
Relieved to have a break, I trotted down the hallway and into the living room and plopped myself onto the green, leather couch. Sighing in content, resting my head on the back of one of the cushions, I was thankful for how cool it felt since, being the summer, the nights tended to get a little warm and humid and anything cool felt nice. Plus I've been sweating all day from doing chores all around the house which would include doing dishes, vacuuming, cleaning the bathroom, cleaning my room, dusting, the usual stuff. It's not back breaking work, however it is exhausting. But because we don't have air conditioning, the house naturally becomes a sauna. And when you've been doing house work in hot weather, sitting on a cold couch feels pretty damn good. The only terrible thing is that sticky feeling you get when sitting on a leather couch. Makes it hard to get back up, but boy is it comfortable.
I vaguely heard the opening song of the anime when I noticed a strange, light green glow from the corner of my eye, and it seemed to be coming from my backyard, directly behind me. I turned my head to get a good look, but the light vanished as soon as it appeared. Pondering to myself, I slipped off the couch curiously, then stared at my little brother, whose eyes were glued to the TV screen. I sighed and ignored the oblivious boy. Stepping lightly over to the door, I cupped my hands around my eyes to block out the light coming from inside the house and peered through the glass, trying in vain to see into the darkness. Obviously, since I didn't have night vision, my normal eyesight wasn't going to work. Pressing my face tightly to the glass, I took notice of the silhouette of a small figure, possibly my age or older, lying on the cement, unmoving. When the glass began to fog from my breathing, I pulled my head away and turned to see the back of Jamie's head.
Walking back to the couch, deep in thought, I looked at my brother who continued watching the current episode of Naruto. "Hey, Jamie. I think there's someone outside..." I waited for a reply and what do I get? Absolutely nothing. My eye twitched. "Jamieeee…" I said in a singing voice. "JAMES PATRICK CARTER, ANSWER ME!!" He seemed intent on ignoring me because his eyes remained fixated on the screen and its gaze never faltered. It didn't even seem like he was blinking…Moron. If there was one thing my brother was good for, it was for not listening. Well, there's only one way to solve this problem. I brought my fist down upon his head, rather hard in fact. That got me a reaction. One that I anticipated, but wanted nonetheless.
"Oww! Hey! That was uncalled for!" He yelped, rubbing the newly formed bump on the top of his head. Tears of pain formed in the corner of his eyes and he turned his head, his ice blue eyes narrowed into a vicious glare that would have intimidated anyone but his own family. "Did you have to do that?"
"Yes. I did, ya little brat. You weren't paying attention to me. Jesus. You sure you're not deaf? 'Cause I screamed your name at least three times and I didn't get a single response out of you. An atomic bomb could go off and you'd still stare at TV as long as it didn't screw up the reception," I said dryly. "Now get your butt up. There's a body in the backyard." At the thought of there being a body, Jamie immediately got to his feet with an excited air.
"A body? Really?" he asked eagerly. I don't see the reason why. It was a body. Hell, it could be a dead person. And he's excited? I'll never understand him. Ever. That goes for the rest of humanity. Mostly boys though.
"Yes," I sighed. "Now c'mon."
"Cooool," he said and ran over to the sliding door. We heard a loud screech as the door opened, wincing slightly at the noise, and were met by cool, humid air of a summer night near the ocean. Thank god it was only hot in the afternoon. It cooled down a little when it became darker, but it took a while for the house itself to cool down.
The body I'd seen earlier lay sprawled out, face down in the cement. It was hard to tell what gender the human was, but it seemed to be male, due to lack of obvious…feminine…qualities. As I bent down to get a closer look, I furrowed my brows in frustration. It was too dark to see him clearly.
Putting a hand on his shoulder, I attempted to shake him awake. "Hey, are you ok?" I asked in concern. Of course, I didn't receive a response. He was unconscious. Just in case, I placed two fingers on his neck to check his pulse to make sure he wasn't dead. I felt the throbbing in his neck rather strongly so I assumed he wasn't hurt, just out cold. I figured he wasn't dead because the body was still warm, but you never can tell.
"Katie, I think he's unconscious. You won't get a response from him when he's like that. Let's bring him inside," he suggested then folded his arms loosely around his chest in thought. "I wonder who he is though. He might be one of those drunk college dudes from UCSB since we live so close to it. The only problem there is how he ended up in our backyard…" Jaime trailed off.
"I don't know, but I do know Leo won't be happy about having some stranger in our backyard. You know how territorial he is." Grabbing him by the under arms, I tried to haul him over to the door where the light pooled only a few yards in front of me. I grunted with the effort. He was definitely heavy. I may not be strong, but he shouldn't be this heavy, unless he was some sort of muscle man. Muscle does way more than fat, but I saw no muscle on him, nor fat. The boy was mighty skinny so it was curious to me why he could be so heavy, but looking closer at his arms, I could see he definitely had muscle build of someone who worked out quite a bit.
Before I become distracted, I just want to explain that Leo is our Savannah cat, and these type of cats get to be about as big as a medium sized dog, courtesy of their long limbs. They weigh a lot, too, and I should know considering he's tackled me as soon as I walked through the door a few times and began licking my face with a tongue about as rough as sand paper. Leo has a sleek, golden coat speckled with dark brown spots and a striped face and head, like an ocelot or a cheetah. He's a gorgeous cat, and he knows it, too, often prowling around with his head held high as if he were made of royalty. They make very good body guards with their speed, weight, and claws. It'd almost seem as if a real Savannah cat was attacking you, like some sort of lion. But boy, are they expensive. It cost my parents at least an arm and two legs to get this wonderful cat. Shaking my head, I brought myself back to the present and turned to gaze at Jamie.
"Hey, runt, ya mind helping me out here? This guy may not look like much, but he weighs a ton…" I guess it was sort of stupid of me to notice it just now but it was really dark outside! Had Jamie not decided to ask me if I wanted to watch Naruto, I might've been stuck doing chores all night long, which is something I didn't fancy doing when I could have been doing something else a bit more entertaining. And fun. Can't forget fun. I think I'd rather sleep the rest of the night than actually finish what my parents ordered me to do…
Jamie watched me struggling with the boy's ridiculously heavy body and crossed his arms over his chest, grinning at me impishly. "Why do I need to help you? You seem to be doing fine on your own." Fine? Fine? The hell I'm doing fine. You little brat.
"When I get my hands on you, there's gonna be hell to pay," I snarled at him, baring my teeth like a dog set to attack. He gulped, and took a few steps away from where I was standing and wisely decided to stay as far away as possible to avoid any unnecessary injuries. I released a heavy sigh and continued dragging the unconscious body over to the yellow light that pooled in front of the glass door. "Almost there," I grunted as I took another step backward on the wet, dewy grass, making it slightly harder for me to carry the body because I had to avoid slipping, seeing as the last time I tried to do anything on wet grass, I ended up going to the hospital with a broken arm. True fact. A week before summer started, I was running on wet grass, slipped, and landed on my arm wrong. Freaking thing swelled up like a balloon. Screwed me over, too, since it ruined my entire summer.
As we got closer to the door, I noticed that I was right about him being a boy, but who was he? He didn't look familiar, and now that I could get a slightly better look, he didn't look like a college dude either. Far from it. He looked my age! Probably just a few inches taller than I am, seeing as I am only 15.
When we reached the house, the light illuminated the boy's narrow, pale face. His raven black hair covered half of his complexion, but I was able to recognize the unconscious figure almost immediately. It was a bit hard not to when you've seen the boy so many different times on TV. My mouth could have dropped to the floor if it were possible because the sight I saw before me had me frozen to the ground. I felt my heart beat rapidly inside my ribcage. Blinking a few times to make sure I was seeing straight, I realized I wasn't dreaming. No dream could be this weird.
"Oh my god…" I whispered, gaping. "But that's impossible! There's just…no way…"
Jamie leaned in to get a closer look while saying, "What? Do you recognize him?" When he looked closer, his eyes nearly bulged out of his head and he asked slowly, "Is that…who I think it is? It's not possible, right? This can't happen, right? It completely defies the laws of physics! There's no way…"
I shook my head at him, awed at what I was seeing. "Apparently it is, Jamie. Because that's Sasuke Uchiha."