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kupochan14: Alright on with the first chapter! It's kinda confusing, and i apologize if I made some horrible grammar mistakes! :/

aristotle29: psh i checked it too! at least there aren't any horribly obvious mistakes . . . probably.

kupochan: oh and neither of us own naruto! but that would be sweet if we did.. Because then we would know how it ended and-

aristotle29 *facepalm* excuse my friends ADD/ADHD *smacks kupochan14*

Kupochan14: . . . owie... *glares*

The Story of Lulu

I woke up, and rolled over to look at my alarm clock. I cursed and jumped out of my bed, grabbing some clean clothes from the floor as I sprinted to the kitchen. Before I could even get to the kitchen I was covered in red fluff.

"WHO HAS THE BIG RED DOG!" I yelled as I found a lint roller and got dressed awkwardly in the kitchen, looking for the bread. My cousin Hans was at his computer on the kitchen table, sipping a cup of tea; Uncle Denis was looking for something under the fridge, and my other cousin Brian was running after a massive, red dog with a leash.

"IT'S MINE, DON'T WORRY! I AM IN TOTAL CONTROL! AND IT TALKS TOO! DON'T FORGET THE TALKING!" He yelled as I sighed and took off for the bathroom to get ready for school somewhat. I threw open the door to the massive bathroom and ran over to my area of the bathroom. I raked a brush through my hair, and ignored all of my siblings that also occupied the large area. I ducked as I dodged a bottle of empty shampoo being thrown across the room. I finished brushing my teeth, and ran back to my room, which was covered in more red fluff. I was searching frantically for my volleyball bag, but no such luck.

"I FOUND IT!" Uncle Denis yelled from somewhere.

"No you didn't." yelled some other family member.

"Yes, actually I did."

"Really? I doubt it."

"Oh My God just SHUT THE F*** UP!" Yelled Elli

*SMACK* "We do not swear in this house young lady!" reprimanded my Mother.

I sighed again in frustration as I found my volleyball bag covered in more red fluff. As I sprinted into the living room, I was blasted by air. 'So much for my hair'

"I told you that I found my fan!" said Denis triumphantly.

"I only asked if you were sure." Replied Hunter. I glanced at the clock as I ran towards the front door. I was really late for school. I yanked on my shoes and started to leave when an arm prevented me from doing so. I grabbed said arm reflexively, and started to defend instinctively, but was deflected. I then realized that it was only my brother, Max.

"Hey, I'm late too. Do you want a ride?" he asked calmly, considering everyone attacks everyone else a lot in this family, you just have to be quick. ;)

"Yea sure, sorry about that. Thanks." I replied sheepishly.

"Not a problem, let's get going." He said as we ran out the door the massive garage that held a grand total of 7 cars, 3 vans, 1 bike, and 4 motorcycles. He yanked a set of keys from the key rack and ran over to his yellow motorcycle. He started it up and then we sped off to school with 5 minutes until the bell rang.

I slammed down my books on my desk then proceeded to fall into my seat as the tardy bell rang for school to start. English was my first class of the day, and I had to turn in that stupid essay. Then it dawned on me. . . I had never printed it out. All of that work for nothing, nada, zero points. I slammed my head into the desk twice.

"Dude, what happened to you?" my friend Erin asked.

"I forgot the damn thing, I forgot to print it, and I wasted all of that effort!" I said with a frustrated sigh. There was a knock on the door just as our teacher was about to collect our papers. She opened the door and there stood my cousin Hans, he was a senior, and he had something in his hand.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but my dear cousin left her folder on the kitchen table this morning and I needed to get it to her lest she need it." He explained rather theatrically. The folder in his current possession clearly said math all over it, and he set it on my desk. I was really confused by this point. But lo and behold my essay was indeed inside of the folder, and a note that claimed that he had edited the whole thing for me since the Phantom of the Opera fiasco was his doing. I mouthed a 'thanks' to him as he walked out the door. I turned in the sadistic form of torture referred to as homework and proceeded t put my head down and take a much needed nap.

Now normally in class when one drifts off into Lala land you may be nicely woken up by a friend, or even by a teacher yelling at you, or maybe slip in your own drool. Sadly, as I have mentioned, I am not normal. Therefore, I was woken up by a sharp pain at the base of my neck. For a "normal" person one would think 'Hm, I must have slept wrong.' To a Ryder this means 'I've got trouble, and there are people . . . great.' -_-

The sharp pain woke me up, and I was fully alert in seconds. I looked around for anything out of the ordinary. When I didn't see anything yet I whipped out my phone and dialed speed dial 3. This is for the Diversion Squad. They consist of the younger people in the family, considering that they get to have fun with it. I knew that the incoming guests were going to be many in numbers, power, and popularity considering the pain in my neck was quite, well, painful. Then I heard a boom that shook the school, followed by a bunch of laughing and the sound of running feet.

"THAT WAS AWESOME!"

"Heck yes it wa—"

"YOU KIDS GET BACK HERE!" I heard our principle yelling down the hall. I kind of giggled to myself as a smoke started to waft into our room. The stuff smelled horrible, but was harmless. I hid in a closet as the rest of the class was evacuated. When they had left and I was alone I stepped out of the closet and got into a ready stance. All of our life from the moment we make our first jump, as a Ryder you are trained to expect everything, not be surprised by anything, keep an open mind, and always keep your imagination in check. As a kid you are in the diversion squad because that's when you are the best at destroying things, then you graduate to your desired specialty, and you can even make one up, as long as it is useful it doesn't matter what it is. My name is Lulu Ryder, I am 5'2" with dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes; my specialty is Anime & Manga.

I stayed in my ready position and kick myself for having forgotten to bring Momo, and my katana. I waited with my knives at the ready hoping for something peaceful like The Ouran High School Host Club, or maybe even hentai since they are almost always easy to beat up. The air was becoming colder, and I knew that my guests were coming. The temperature then dropped even more and shadows started appearing. Well, they were more like dark outlines, but you get the point. As their bodies formed in color and they appeared I almost let my mouth hang open, and thanked whatever god that was listening. You see, another thing about jumping, any special powers that you posses from your world take about 43 hours longer to get there. I reflexively started my watch to keep their times. Then I realized that they were still very dangerous, and they were angry. I found myself surrounded by the Akatsuki from Naruto. . . just great.

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kupochan14: Muahaha . . .cliffhanger. well tell me what you think...ill try to have another chapter ready soon it's halfway written! And if anyone want's me to put a list of all family members on my profile page i can, it will get confusing later . . .there are more . . .many, many more.

aristotle29: They really do remind me of your family . . .besides the obvious *hand motions* . . .yea REVIEW! (and check out my stories :D)

kupochan14: and if anyone got the Phantom of the Opera and Clifford references (which i don't own) *hugs*