Neji was minding his own business as he trained in the forest. His first chuunin exams were coming up and he had much to contemplate. His uncle would no doubt be watching and would see that Neji had perfected the Gentle Fist technique all on his own. How would the clan leader react?
A soft whirring sound distracted him and he activated his Byakugan, but could see no one approaching. When the void opened, he merely raised one eyebrow, not even bothering to back up. Although his body went on high alert.
When a sultry blond with loads of black eye liner dropped at his feet, he was ...curious.
The blond girl squeaked and scrambled back from him with a grace he'd never seen before.
"How did I get here?" The girl looked around a bit warily.
Neji shrugged. He doubted she didn't know, unless she was an innocent victim somehow.
The girl looked him over and smiled. "You know, you look just like my favorite anime character. Neji Hyuuga."
"Hyuuga Neji." He corrected coldly.
"No way!" The girl purred. "I'm really in the Naruto world?"
White eyes narrowed on her. "It's not Naruto's world."
"Oh sure!" The girl giggled, making Neji finally back up a step. In disgust.
The young Hyuuga prodigy wondered what he was supposed to do in a situation like this. He eyed the undeniably beautiful blond. Suddenly several kunai flew from his fingertips and pinned her clothing to a tree, leaving her unable to maneuver.
"Hey, Neji! What are you doing? You're one of the good guys!" The blond simpered.
Neji ignored her as he went to report this intrusion into Konoha to the proper authorities, or at least to Gai. He grimaced. Maybe he should speak with the guards, Gai talked too much.
The blond fumed as she waited, looking around. "Hey, I can't believe I'm in the Naruto world. I love this anime. So what if Neji's a stick with hair? I can make it work here. I'm a world-class gymnast and fencer. I'll be perfect in this place!"
Gaara and his siblings walked by the bound blond, ignoring her completely.
"Hey! Gaara-kun!" The blond purred, knowing she could manipulate the cute red-head into releasing her.
The sand coffin was quick, but not painless.
Temari glanced at her baby brother in distrust. "Gaara?"
The red-head shrugged. "I hate people who speak to me as if I know them. Now, let's go check in with the chuunin examiners."
"I thought we were to keep a low profile." Kankuro said, looking back at the dead blond as the sand that had killed her snaked back into the gourd on his brother's back.
Gaara shrugged again. Somehow, he just didn't care.
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