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Recap:

But for some reason, I did pick up Ino's call.

And I guess it was the best thing I ever did-and the worst.

"Hello?" I said groggily

"Sorana?" a hushed voice murmured

I bolted awake, "Is that you, Ino?"

"Yes." She said sounding exhausted

"Is everything ok? Where'd you go?" I asked worriedly

"I need your help. And fast." She said sounded stressed

"What?" I said, not asking for an explanation

"Ok," she said, taking a deep breath "Write this down."

So that was how I found myself at Tokyo airport four days later, clutching everything I owned in about seven huge suitcases with no idea whatsoever of why I was here. I was half expecting someone to pop out with a camera and tell me I was on television. But obviously, that did not happen. I stumbled out of customs, into the airport dragging a ridiculous amount of luggage with me to see a tall broad-shouldered man holding up a board with my name on it. I staggered over to him and he looked me up and down critically.

"This way," he said, waving me to the exit.

His voice was husky, rough and deep. I could not tell what he looked like because of the baseball cap, pulled over his eyes and the sunglasses. A coat buttoned up to his neck did not reveal much either. Unsure, I followed him to a shiny black car. A Bentley.

Typical, I scoffed internally This is like a movie. Trust Ino

I climbed into the car, letting the chauffeur load my luggage into the boot. I don't know when, but not long after the wheels of the car began turning, I fell asleep. When I next woke up we were outside a posh penthouse apartment block and someone was shaking me awake.

It was not the person I had come with, instead this person looked very different, he was a summery blonde with sparkling blue eyes. His skin was lightly tanned, speaking of various summers spent on a beach and he had on a huge smile.

"Hello," he said softly "I'm Naruto."

"Sorana." I mumbled incoherently

"I thought so," he said grinning "You don't look half Japanese. You look Spanish or something."

I smiled weakly. I was too tired from the long plane journey to be energetic. I think he realized, because the next minute I was being bundled through the large smoky glass doors of a penthouse apartment on the top floor.

I was engulfed by a pair of arms as soon as I walked through the door, and as soon as the person let go I realized it was Ino.

"Gah." I mumbled

"Hello! I missed you sooooo much," she squealed loudly

I grinned and hugged her back. She was chatty, like always and soon enough, her euphoria caught on.

"Come on, I have to show you somebody. I swear, it's like she's meant to be a part of us," she said enthusiastically.

Pulling me through a hallway and into a spacious lounge room, she made me sit down on the soft chaise sofa and told me to wait.

I looked around, confused. But soon she was prancing into the room again, followed by a thin pink-haired girl with dazzlingly green eyes.

"Sakura," she grinned, holding a hand out for me to shake.

I took it, smiling "Sorana," I said.

I had no idea what was going on, but somehow...I felt at home.