That old woman had been really kind to me. It had been three days already and I was still at her diner. Because of her kindness I forgot about the men with the Naruto left village headbands that had been there the first day. The old woman was like the grandmother I never had.

My grandmother from my mother's side died giving birth to my mother. As for my grandfather, my mother's father, He had a heart attack when I was three so I barely remember him. As for my father's parents, well my father was adopted and ran away when he was nineteen so I have no idea about them. I also had no known aunt or uncles so no cousin's either.

At the third day at the diner I was finally ready to be on my way. The old woman had been kind to me and given me things for my trip. She had giving me some curry in a portable dish, some of her old clothes so I could fit In better and some money. I had actually helped out around the diner so, unless she was just being very kind again, that was what the money was for.

Now the clothes were old style Japanese dressed, along with a couple more modern. It really wasn't my kind of style but I took them anyways. The woman was being so kind to me the least I could do is show her my gratitude.

I was also given a small sized traveling bag to keep all of my things in. Along with that I was given a sleeping bag and pillow so I could camp out during the night. I knew I would have to since the woman told me it would take a day's walk to the nearest village. Also if I was really where I think I was I had a good idea what village that was.

Since I was here for three days, I came to realize this wasn't some kind of dream and I was in the world of ninjas; the world of Naruto. Remembering that I finally remembered where I saw the woman before. She was the woman in that Curry of Life episode.

"Thank you so much for you hospitality, ma'am Sanshou but I need to get going now. I need to try to find out what happened to me. My mother would be worried for me by now." I smiled and bowed my head slightly in old woman smiled. The woman smiled back as she waved her hand as if she were dismissing the subject.

"It's no problem, dear. Now be careful one your way, young lady. It is dangerous walking around alone these days. You'd be safer if you had a weapon on you." The woman smiled and patted my shoulder. I smiled and took out a knife that was in my pocket of my shorts.

"I have this with me. I grew up in a place with a lot of violence and crime. I know what is it like having to be prepared to protect yourself." I showed her my knife before sticking it in my pocket. Saying that brought back the memory of my father being killed.

Now, I wasn't racist but I had a hard time trusting natives now. The only one I really trust is my eighty one year old neighbour and my best friend. I guess it wouldn't have been so bad if that man didn't get away with it; at least I'd have the satisfaction that he couldn't hurt anyone else but no; he was still out there somewhere.

Yet, after my mom had stopped caring things got really hard. She quit her job so I had to look out for the both of us but that was hard. We didn't have a lot of money and most people don't want to give work to a sixteen year old girl. So, if I didn't have any help from my friends, I had no option to steal from food stands. I wouldn't go as far as steal people's money since, for all I know, it could be used to buy a little girl a doll.

Anyways back reality, if you could still call it reality that is. I never really killed anyone before and I don't really plan to. I was against murder and only used my knife for emergency reasons. The woman smiled at me and patted my arm. Smiled warmly back into her face. Maybe if I remember the way I will come back to visit her.

"I still wish you good luck." I thanked the woman and bowed my head again. After one more look, and waving goodbye, I started on my way to who knows where.

~time Skip~

It had been three house and I had finally stopped to rest my feet. Normally I could walk much longer since I had to walk in New York since we had to seal our car for money and I didn't always have money for a bus. Yet, it was different walking on the gravel road; I could feel the small rocks through my shoes.

So I was sitting under the shade of a big tree while I ate some bread that the woman had given me. I was already starting to miss her. The only old women I have ever taken a liking to was our neighbor and the old lady that feed birds at the park, though some of them can be crabby if you talk too loud.

Speaking of birds, I had a few sitting around me, some of them staring up at the bread I was holding. Chuckling lightly I ripped up some small chunks of the bread and tossed it towards the feathered creatures. I smiled as they pecked it apart and stared at me as if asking for more.

"Do you want some more bread?" I asked with a soft smile, showing a chunk between two of my fingers.

"Yes please, yes please." I let out a scream and jumped up in shock when the birds actually responded back to me.

"Holy fuck! You can talk?" I demanded and dropped the bread on the ground from my shock.

"A lot of us can talk; most humans just can't understand. We do have cousins that talk to humans but not us. You're the first." One of the birds answered while its friends ate the bread. I stared at the bird in shook, now really freaked out.

The talking bird seemed to be the atonement proof this was the world of Naruto. I already knew there was talking animals but the animal that normally talked were usually animal ninjas. Yet these birds admitted that humans couldn't understand so why could I? Did coming to this world give me powers? Did that mean I had chakra now?

My attention was taken off the bird as I spotted a man walking in the direction I had come from only a few hours ago. He was wobbling in his walk and had a goofy smile on his face. I could only guess he was drunk. He was wearing black ninja clothes and some of his face was wrapped up yet he wasn't wearing a headband so I couldn't tell what village he was from.

I used to have a boyfriend like that when he got drunk. He was a complete idiot that made me embarrassed to be around him but I still loved him. Yet one day he walked into a busy street and got hit by a truck. He's still alive, just in a coma. Yet if he doesn't wake up in the next month the doctors are going to pull the plug on him. I was told, by a bitch of a girl, it was karma for me for being a slut. I never even had sex yet, we just cuddled.

"Heh, hi there *hic* girly. You're *hic* very pretty. Want to have some fun *hic*" He looked over at me with a smirk on his face, so drunk he had the hiccups. I stared at him in shock before my surprise turned into anger.

"Go away, Mr. I don't have time to deal with a drunk." I didn't bother hide the acid from my voice. I really hated men like this and it wasn't the first time a much older man flirted with me, ideas of rapping me.

I turned my head away but when I heard the man chuckle I looked back at him to see he was no where near leaving. In fact he was starting to come even more closer to me. His goofy drunk guy smile was slowly starting to turn into a smirk that kind of looked mean.

"Now why would I just pass up *Hic* the time I can use to spend time with a *Hic* lonely girl?" He asked with a laugh and I looked at him, annoying angry. Yet at the same time I was getting really nervous.

When I was thirteen I had been touched by the old man down the street from my apartment. He had seemed like such a kind old man, smiling and waving to everyone that would walk pass his house. He tricked me into his house when he said my pet cat ran into it.

He had suddenly turned into someone mean and to be feared when I was alone with him. He had managed to touch my boobs and rub my thighs but as soon as he tried to make me touch his penis I cut up his hand with my knife and ran away. That man didn't go to a jail because of his age but he did go to an old fokes home so someone could keep an eye on him.

"I'm not lonely, sir. I have a boyfriend. Go away or else." I threatened, placing my hand in my pocket to touch my knife. The man laughed again though this time the laugh could rival a Akatsuki member's.

"Oh but I see *Hic* no boy around, only a girl all by herself. Even the*Hic* birdies flew away. Let me keep you company. I promise you wont regret it *Hic*" Before I could even open my mouth to reply the man disappeared from my view and I felt a firm arm wrap around my shoulders from behind me. That was the magic of ninja speed.

"Get the fuck off me you mother fucking bastard!" I screamed and pulled my knife out of my pocket. Yet I couldn't raise my knife since the man's grip was too strong and his hand was pushing my arm to the side.

"Come on, girly, play nice, OK? This wont take too long *Hic* Heheh. I promise." He laughed and I felt a nerve twitch. This was really starting to get really bad and this man was too strong me to stab him.

"GO TO HELL!" I screamed in anger, pushing down my fear the best I could. Suddenly, the moment after I yelled, the blade of my knife was coated in a blue flame, though it didn't make the metal hot.

The flame coated over the blade and went longer so it gave my knife a sword look. I knew what it was but didn't have time to freak out; I was too angry. The blue flame was actually chakra and once I calm down I know I'd be freaked out by it.

I tried flicking my wrist up, waiting to hurt this man for teaching him a lesson. No one ever has their fun with me in that kind of way, or any other kind of way. Yet, even if I did have chakra, I still wasn't strong enough. This man was too strong for me and I didn't know if being drunk made him stronger, but unless I got in front of him I was in deep trouble

"Let go of me you mother fucker!" I screamed and managed to get my knife, chakra sword, to stab downwards into his foot. The man finally let go with me with a pained shot.

I spun around so I could watch the pain on his face, wanting the satisfaction for wanting to rape me. Yet my eyes widened in shock as I watched the man doubled over in pain, blood spilling from his mouth. No way in hell that should have happened with a simple foot stab. Was it that blue charka that did this?

I took my attention off the probably dying man when I heard two sets of feet coming closer to where I was. Now since I was shocked at how bad the man got hurt, I got a bit jumpy at who the people could be but my nervousness soon turned deeper when I noticed who they were.

"Eh, Kakuzu, isn't that the man you were looking for?" A man with a triple bladed scythe rested against his back asked the man standing beside him. The masked man didn't seem to notice me, or that's what it looked like, as he stared down at the man and nodded.

"Hm, and he's already been taken care of. He'll be dead in a moment if not taken to a hospital right now." He's voice, Kakauzu', was deeper in person than it was on the anime as he looked up at me. The other man, as I well knew was Hidan, grew a smirk on his face.

"Good, this should be easy. All we have to do is deal with this girl. She killed my target so it seems fit she dies instead." The silver haired man, known as my Naruto bad guy crush, nodded his head towards me. I stared at the two man in shock, only able to form three words through my mind.

Holy. Fucking. God!


Here is chapter 2 rewritten :D