I do not own Naruto but I DO own all of the OCs and this fanfiction.

Chapter 34: Fuyumi and Izuno's Witchy Adventure

Fuyumi sat quietly, very still, in her small apartment living room. She was trying to find the center of the source of magic she was feeling; if it had something to do with witches she could be of great help. Fuyumi was always the soft-spoken kind of girl and she knew it, but due to this she seemed to be of very little help to her new friends. She thought that if she meditated hard enough, she could find something of help. Suddenly, a knock on her front door interrupted her meditation.

She got up, a little perturbed and opened the door to see…Izuno?

"Why are you here?" Fuyumi asked. "I'm a bit busy so make it quick."

"Busy doing what, calling on you magic for something again?" Izuno asked.

"You've seen magic used against us but you still won't admit it exists?"

"Magic does exist, maybe, in some other dimension. People here, in this dimension, like you, cannot use magic."

Fuyumi crossed her arms impatiently. "Just what do you want?"

"Sorami-chan asked me to give you this package," Izuno said, holding up a small, brown package. Fuyumi knew it was the Lolita dress she had asked Sorami to get for her.

"Oh, that must be…ugh, fine."

Izuno looked at her confusedly. "Fine, what?"

"Fine, you can come in. Just until I write a thank you note," Fuyumi said.

She led him into her living room. Izuno noticed that black and different shades of blue were the prevalent colors and the whole room had a Gothic look to it. He sat on her blue and black couch that had odd vine-like carving engraved into it's wood. Regardless the entire room looked quite formal.

"You're a formal type girl, aren't you?" Izuno decided he would ask. "Thank you notes, and such furniture and all that."

Fuyumi put her hands on her hips. "There's nothing wrong with being formal." Fuyumi turned back to the paper she was writing on in a huff.

"I know but-" Izuno stopped before he could finish the sentence.

"But what?" Fuyumi asked.

No answer. With this she turned to see Izuno being dragged into the ground…dragged into the ground?

Fuyumi jumped and grabbed onto him before being roughly pulled into the darkness herself.

It was dark. Quite dark. Fuyumi could hear the muffled whispers of giggling girls. This puzzled Fuyumi. Where were they?

"Izuno-kun," she called.

"Yes?" Fuyumi felt Izuno nudge her to show he was there.

"Can you see?"

"No. I believe we're blindfolded."

Fuyumi tried to move around, but found herself bound.

"And tied up," Izuno added. "In case that wasn't obvious."

The giggling of the girls got closer until Fuyumi and Izuno felt someone untying them; then they removed their blindfolds. Fuyumi saw they were now in a room with plain wood floors, navy blue walls and windows with sheer curtains. There was a plain table with chairs, a Japanese-style teapot and teacups on it, and a bookshelf.

I front of them stood two young witches they'd never seen before. One had chestnut-colored hair and large eyes that were brown with a hint of orange, almost amber. She wore a form fitting, short, frilly dress that was low-cut. The other was taller than the previous, although that was probably due to the high-heeled boots she was wearing; she wore a dress with a mesh tutu that was short and almost see through. Her hair was lavender and her eyes were periwinkle.

What were they, the Vegas showgirl witches?

"I'm Akemi!" said the chestnut-haired witch, striking a pose. "Dangerous Witch Number 6!"

"And I'm Misaki!" the purple-haired witch struck a pose next to Akemi. "Dangerous Witch Number 7!"

"They're hot," Izuno grinned.

Fuyumi rolled her eyes. To be stuck with this guy, of all people. "Izuno-kun, focus."

She stood. She knew they needed to escape. Izuno stood along with her.

"Ne, ne," Akemi said cutely putting her arms around Izuno. "Where're ya going?"

"Yeah, lover-boy, come play with us!" Misaki tugged on his arm.

Izuno pushed the two witches away.

At least he's got that much sense. Fuyumi said inwardly.

The two girls fell to the ground.

"Aw, he won't play," Akemi pouted, jumping right back up on Izuno.

"Obviously because of the hag over there," Misaki chirped.

"Hag?" Fuyumi reddened.

Izuno chuckled. "That's a way to put it."

Misaki reached into Izuno's back pocket and pulled out his phone; Akemi already had Fuyumi's phone in her hand. Fuyumi was taken aback. How did they do that without her noticing? Was she really that out of it?

"Now we'll punish you two," Misaki grinned. "By calling your friends. We'll tell them we have you hostage and then…"

Misaki snapped her fingers and with this, Akemi put Fuyumi's phone under her foot and smashed it.

Fuyumi got the picture. Maybe these witches weren't as stupid as she thought.

At that exact moment, Akemi tripped and Izuno's phone went flying through the windowpane with a crash.

Never mind, they were that stupid.

Misaki screamed. "Akemi, you dope!"

"Sorry!" Akemi apologized.

Misaki shook her head and then grabbed Izuno's arm-playfully, flirtily...and flung him into a cage.

Fuyumi smacked herself in the forehead and scowled at Izuno. "For having such a high IQ, you sure are an idiot!"

"Oh shut up!" Izuno returned.

"Well," Fuyumi said. "Looks like it's up to me."

There was no way she was going to let herself be beaten by these witches.

A/N: Alright, I'm getting there. Ganbaru! Oh, and don't worry about the amount of OCs. Alot of them that weren't established in the begining won't stay in the fic, so, y'know. I think I'm notorious for the amount of OCs I'm capable of producing per fic. Eheheh.. ^.^; Well, anyways, thanks for reading everyone!