Welcome To Chapter 9, I didn't want to post this until I was done with the writing of Chapter 10, but I decided that I was taking to long to do so. I'd like to thank anybody and everybody whose ever, reviewed, favored, or followed this story because it really makes me excited to see people have enjoyment out of this story.

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Kotaru and I trailed behind Miyako through the empty compound. Kotaru seemed delighted that we didn't have to hide anymore.

I, on the other hand, had felt apprehensive about the whole ordeal. I grilled Miyako to tell us what she wanted, but she kept her mouth shut as she led us to the Great Hall. I heard Kotaru gasp as we approached the big building. She smirked proudly to us as she waved to the building.

"Welcome to the main house. This is where the Head of the Clan Fugaku and his wife Mikoto live." Her eyes narrowed down as she crossed her arms like an scowling mother would do to her child. "What ever you do, you must treat them with the up most respect, you got me?" She demanded, her face in all forms of seriousness. It didn't suit a girl our age. She didn't let up until we agreed to the be respectful.

"Miyako-chan, what is it that you want us to do?" Kotaru asked as we entered the main house. Even though the appearance of the outside was huge, the inside was sort of a let down. It looked like an average home, with everything with a formal touch. Miyako had her impish smile on her young face again as she picked up an apple from the fruit bowl that sat on the counter.

"Well…." She dragged out, taking a bite of the apple. With each munch, I started to get more agitated. I watched her take her time chewing, her chin moving in slow movements until finally, to ease up the tension, she swallowed.

"Ahh. That's tasty." I facepalmed, holding back the urge to strangle her where she stood. Refreshed, she appeared to be in a better mood, fixing her kimono. Doing so she stated, "I want you to prank the Legendary Sanin."

I reeled back as if I was hit by a bus or something.

What the hell!?

"No," I tried to sound as stern as I could, which failed completely since my voice was any less than intimidating. She cackled at my refusal. "Of course you will . If you leave now, Kenta-san and Takeshi-san will be suspicious, and your cover will be blown." She said nonchalantly as she twirled around to continue guiding us to our destination. Which could easily be our death bed.

I stood my ground, not moving a step . Moving would mean accepting the plan. Kotaru was unsure as he scratched the top of his head.

"But wouldn't it be blown anyways if we do that?" Kotaru argued, as I could see the wheels in head turn.

"It's the equivalent to a suicide mission." I chimed in, as it was official that we outvoted her.

"You won't get caught if you are subtle." Another bite into the apple. I gritted my teeth as she was oblivious to the stupidity. She turned to face us again.

" This person is a Sanin. They will notice something is up, considering how inexperience we are. We aren't even close to the level of a genin." I was speaking logic for pete's sake! Miyako twirled her dark blue bangs in her hair as it was parted down the middle.

"If you want me to help you with whatever you need, then you will do this." She told us, as it almost sounded like a threat.

Almost.

"You're blackmailing us." Kotaru tore the words right out of my mouth as I nodded to prove that I agreed with him.

"Of course I am."

"What do you even get out of this?" I questioned , looking closes for any sort of reaction. The corner of her lips curled up, amused.

"For entertainment." My jaw locked as I didn't know exactly how to respond to that.

"W-what?!" I squealed out, hoping I wasn't hearing it correctly. Kotaru looked just as flabbergasted. Miyako sighed exasperatedly, rolling her eyes as if I was the one over-reacting.

"Trust me, you don't know bo-ring," She sung out, "these events can get. They are almost always the same. We greet the guest, smother them with gifts that we can provide , Fugaku providing a grand speech and we all raise our classes to it. Then we eat and 'have a good time'." She emphasized the last sentence by using her fingers as quotation marks.

"I want this one to be different. Even if it's a smidget." She continued to explain. Kotaru pondered on this, until he turned to me.

"Come on Akinori-san! What do we have to lose?" He asked, treating that this was shits and giggles.

It looked as if I was now outnumbered.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe our lives." At least Orochimaru probably would. Maybe not then and there but later he would probably corner us and slit our throats in silence.

I shuddered at the thought. Kotaru waved me off, still grinning ear to ear.

"Don't be over dramatic Akinori-san! This will be fun! As long as we don't do anything off the wall then we should be fine. Besides, it'll benefit you in the long run!"

Kotaru did have a point.

As long as it was harmless, we shouldn't be in to much trouble. At least I hoped.

Begrudgingly, I agreed to their silly idea , praying to the gods above. Kotaru whooped as Miyako smirked . She then led us to where the feast would be held at as the room was filled with Uchihas. This was the meat of the house, and I understood why it was called the main house. This section was huge. The ceilings could have gone on forever as the room itself was wide, which was like a vast valley going on for miles.

Granted, I was exaggerating, but only to prove a point.

We ushered to Miyako's mother who had a round cake sitting on the table . Her eyes rested on the little girl, a hard glint appeared to them.

"Young lady, did you fix your fan like I asked you too?" The older woman asked her face not lightening up. Miyako nodded, twirling around to see the Uchiha fan pinned into her hair that helped it keep it up. Her mother nodded with approval as she started to finish the design on the cake.

"I am assuming those are your friends Miyako?" She finally asked after a good minute.

"Yes Okaasan." She bowed her head in respect. I took mental notes as something to keep in mind. Somehow, I still hadn't disrespected someone on accident, and I didn't want to add to that list anytime now. The woman, whose hair was in a bun and wore more plainer clothes, nodded her head to her daughter. She paid us no mind as she went on to work on the cake.

"Alrighty then. Help set up the place for Lady Tsunade arrival then I can see if Fugaku-sama will let them stay for the dinner. Lady Tsunade will probably approve of it as it would show that our clan is nothing like the rumors showcase us as."

Translation :that they weren't as uptight and moody as portrayed.

Actually I would have to disagree with what Miyako's Mother was saying. The Uchiha's acted just like they are described as. But, I wasn't about to say that out loud.

Not if I wanted to get out of here with my life.

If I even disrespected someone in the wrong way here, it could be dangerous for me in the future as I was the one on their compound . I was lucky enough they thought of me as a guest and not an intruder.

Lady Tsunade was the Sanin that was suppose to get the feast of honor. Racking my brain, I was actually surprised that it was her that was coming to the Uchiha's. If I had my memory straight, she should be off and away gambling all her money from grief. Though, if it truly was her, then she could be easy to prank.

Or con.

They meant the same thing in this case. I grinned as I actually had a fighting chance to fulfill Miyako's twisted enjoyment. It just my luck that I knew a few gambling games back from when I lived in another world, another time. Miyako's mother shooed us away to help the other Uchiha's which we gladly complied. Kotaru and I scurried to help as many as we could, which left Miyako mutter in disdain with all the 'helping' gestures. I honestly think that the other Uchiha's even let us helped at all was because Miyako was around like she was a seal of approval or something.

Clans were strange I decided. I helped an older lady set up her cookie display, which were sugar cookies shaped like an Uchiha fan. I didn't dare to snatch one unlike Kotaru who got bonked on the head by the older lady. She might have been old, but it looked like she still had some life in her. I was sympathetic for him, but he sort of deserved the lecture he was receiving.

As the older woman was giving Kotaru an earful, I spotted a certain someone that I recognize. I smiled, this time more confident that I wasn't going to have a spaz attack this time.

I murmured something to Miyako stating that I was going to the bathroom as she just rolled her eyes. I then started to approach Obito Uchiha.

He was stuffing his face with shish kabobs which I had to hand it to the cook, looked pretty tasty.

"Shouldn't you wait till the feast starts until you stuff your face?" I peeped up, causing the young boy to jump in surprise. He whirled around, a blush deepening on his face.

"Uh…" His eyes shifted, a look of guilt on them. I stifled a giggle as it put me on ease.

He was just a regular person.

Like me.

Well, maybe minus the fact that I was truly older than I was and that I was from another dimension. But that's another story for another time

I thrusted my hand towards him, mustering up an innocent smile to go with it.

"I am Ishio Akinori, what is your name?" I already knew it, but it would be strange if I told him that. He returned the smile, completely forgetting that I got him in the act of eating food that he shouldn't have.

"I am Uchiha Obito!" He boasted, taking another bite into the forbidden food. I gazed at his hintate. So he was already a Genin then. It allowed me to put more of a perspective of where I was in this world.

"So you're a shinobi?" I asked, jerking my head to his headband. His smile widened as he adjusted his goggles that were placed on top of them.

"Yup! One of the best I might add!" He said so oh matter-of-factly. I resisted the action to facepalm, but instead I smirked.

"It isn't healthy to boast." I told him, as he dropped in an anime style way from shock. "Baka." I whispered as I shook my head as he started to compose himself again.

"H-hey! Who are you calling an idiot!?" He stood akimbo, flustered. It was surprisingly amusing to mess with Obito. I got closer in his personal space and got on my tippy toes to poke him in the nose. "You, of course." I answered, staring at him. I could sense that he was extremely uncomfortable as little beads of sweat was forming.

My eyes then narrowed as I remembered my first encounter with the Uchiha. Instead of a poke, this time I jabbed him in the side. He seethe out a shallow breathe, which I doubted was from pain.

"What the hell!? Do you normally just approach strangers and assault them?!" He hollered out. I tilted my head as I thought about all the other people I've met so far. Katmatari, I was hostile to at first, Kotaru I was hostile, Arisu I was hostile to on the inside, and Miyako I was also hostile too.

"It's becoming a trend," I answered truthfully as Obito eyed me in disbelief. He then settled just shaking his head.

"You're weird."

I've relatively been called worse.

I shrug my shoulder nonchalantly until I reminded myself that there was a reason that I had jabbed him in the first place.

"Besides," I drawled out, "we aren't strangers."

"Uh, we aren't?"

"Nope. You're the reason I was late to the academy my first day!" Okay, maybe it was childish to blame my 'first-day-of-school-mishap' on Obito, but I was still technically five years old. I wasn't above using my age as an excuse.

"Wha-! I've never met you before in my life!" He defended himself, which was normal. Obito was probably so use to doing random things to help people out that I doubted he even remembered who the people he helped out in the first place were.

"Baka! Because of you I was at the hospital all day instead of enjoying my dango's at my house!" I still held a grudge about those missing dangos.

They were absolutely delicious, it was like as if God was tap dancing on one's tongue. Absolutely delicious.

I shook my head before I started to salivate at Obito's feet, bring myself back to reality.

Or what was close enough to reality. Sometimes it felt like a dream that the Naruto Universe even existed.

Another topic, for another day.

It clicked in Obito's head that, yes, we had met before. Even if it was on embarrassing terms.

"Oh yeah, you're the one that fainted not to long ago! Hey! You're a real person! My team is going to love this!"

Wait. What?

I blinked at him once. Then twice. Until, "Come again?"

Obito chuckled. "You see, whenever I told them about what happened to you, they kind of , sort of, didn't believe me and took it as an excuse to being late. If they meet you though, they will see I wasn't lying at all, but instead telling the truth after all!"

"Uh-huh…" I honestly didn't know how to respond. Would this mean that I was going to meet Team Minato after all?

Oh joys.

The pressure.

I was about to say something in response when a gust of wind came from the darkening court yard. There, at the doorway, stood Tsunade.

Whooohooo. Chapter 9 Done! Anywho,

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