A/N: So I know I have a lot of stories that needs to be updated but this was a request made a few weeks ago.
Where the fuck am I? Where the hell did that bitch send me?
Narumi scowled and looked down at the soft fur blankets wrapped around her body. She caressed the blankets and tightened her jaw as her throat itched with grief. That alien destroyed everything. Her future plans were gone, practically destroyed when the alien managed to kill Sasuke, Sakura and Kakashi. There was no way for her to break the genjutsu without her teammate by her side.
She took in a shaky breath and rubbed her eyes before tightening her grip on the blankets. If it had been a couple of months ago, she would have been marveling at the softness and fuzziness of the blanket. These blankets looked so much more expensive than the cheap ones that she would buy in the market.
This blanket seemed like it would protect her from the harsh cold winds that Konoha was well-known to have during winter.
I should focus more on my whereabouts, thank the people and figure out what to do with my life. She nodded and pulled her bottom lip back. With no Sasuke or Kakashi, there was no way for her to go back to her dimension and kick Kaguya in the ass. No way for her to destroy the Infinite Tsukuyomi without having Sasuke to break the genjutsu with her.
Narumi shook her head and scanned the room. This place was definitely an old-fashioned place because there were no signs of any heaters in the room. No lights decorated the walls but there seemed to be some oil lamps on the walls. This place or rather this dimension is probably a more newer dimension? That was the only explanation for the appearance.
She took a deep breath and glanced at the windows. Wooden frames greeted her eyes but there didn't seem to be any glass on the windows. Was this dimension so underdeveloped? It seemed so when she thought about it. Steel or even glass would make more sense then using the wooden window frame. There didn't seem to be many trees nor was there many building outside this strange room.
What kind of weird ass place did Kaguya send her?
From behind the door, Narumi could hear two heavy footsteps heading her way. She slid her hand down, reaching for her kunai pouch and tightened her jaw when she felt no hard pouch kissing her fingers. Was she really going to punch these people instead of stilting someone's throat? And where the fuck was her weapons? She was practically naked without her kunai.
Her back tightened when the door creaked open. An older man slid through the doors and Narumi blinked and blinked as she took in the strange tunic that the older male wore. His clothes looked nothing like the clothes worn in the Elemental Countries. It looked more like the clothes worn in the fantasy comics that Kiba and her used to love to read.
She straightened her back and kept a calm expression as dark grey eyes took her in. He gazed at her eyes, stiffening just a little bit before moving to her hair and then to the fur blankets covering her whole body. Throughout this whole inspection of her face, the man hadn't offered her a smile. There was no slight hint of warmth in his eyes but Narumi could see a tickle of warmth in his dark grey eyes.
The man strolled closer to her and locked his gaze on her. "What's your name?"
"I don't understand what the hell you are saying to me!" She folded her arms against her chest and tilted her head to the side. She furrowed her eyebrows together and wrinkled her nose. What kind of language are they talking in? It didn't sound anything like her own language. There were no words that seemed to have anything in common with her own tongue.
The man frowned and regarded her with confused eyes. "You can't understand me, can you?"
"How about writing? Write something for me and maybe I can understand what the hell you are saying to me!" Narumi pleaded. She tried to make a writing motion but she paused as a thought occurred to her. If she couldn't understand what the old man was saying, then there was absolutely no chance for her to understand the hell of what he was saying to her. "Shit! If I actually find a way back home, I'm not just going to seal that bitch! I'm going to fucking murder her!"
"I'm sorry but I can't understand you. What is your name? My name is Eddard Stark." She offered him a befuddled look and the man offered her a solemn look before pointing to himself. "Eddard Stark."
"Eddard Stark?" That was a strange name but it seemed to suit the man better than whatever name she heard back in her home dimension. Names like Hiruzen, Daiki or even Yusuke wouldn't have suited such a foreign-looking man. Eddard suited the man and if she recalled those forced lessons on etiquette, then she had to introduce herself.
The man looked slightly bemused and nodded. "This is the first time someone mispronounced my name."
"Uzumaki Narumi!" She flashed him a bright smile and pointed to herself. "My name is Uzumaki Narumi"
The older male blinked and furrowed his eyebrows together. "Uzumaki Narumi? Is that your name?"
Narumi nodded and wrinkled her nose just a little bit. Her name sounded so strange in that man's tongue, almost like someone butchered her name in some way and form. A part of her wanted to correct the man, to ask if the male did not know how to talk at all in her language because he said her name in the most terrible pronunciation.
"Now that we are done with the introduction, mind telling me where the fuck I am?" Narumi forced a tight smile and gestured to the world around them before kicking the blankets off of her body. She gestured to her thigh, where a weapon pouch should be tied around her thigh. "And where the hell are my kunais and shurikens?"
The man looked at her thigh, flushed a light shade of red and looked away from her. "You are in my home and young lady, you should go back underneath the blankets! Winterfell is still cold and your clothes are inappropriate!"
"I still don't understand what the hell you are saying to me." Narumi said flatly. She slumped her shoulders and jumped off the bed. Cold winds nipped her cheeks but it was not cold enough for her to shudder just yet. Then again even when they were in that frozen dimension with Kaguya, she hadn't been that cold.
She made her way to the window and glanced down at the scenery below her. There seemed to be two males fighting against each other with swords while another male had a smirk on his face. In the corner, she could see a little girl watching them. Narumi didn't need to know anything about those people to know from the girl's hiding spot, that the child wasn't supposed to be there.
I wonder why she shouldn't be there? It doesn't seem anything dangerous. Narumi hummed and sniffed the crisp morning air before turning her head away from the window. Eddard had his eyes focused on her own eyes, never daring to look down. It was appropriate but there was nothing scandalous about her current outfit.
Honestly, there were kunoichis that wore even worse outfits than her.
The door behind them opened again and Narumi turned her head around to find the source of the new sound. Her eyes widened just a little bit when she caught sight of an old man standing behind them. Now that is ancient. This guy looked like he could be the same age as Madara Uchiha if he was still alive. The old man eyed her clothes and looked away with a pained expression.
"It is amazing how quickly the girl recovered, My Lord." The old man stated. His eyes fixated on her arms and legs before moving straight to her hair. "Any other person wouldn't have recovered the way she did. They wouldn't have been able to wake up and walk around like a fall she had."
"Amazing is an understatement." Eddard cleared his throat and looked at her eyes. "How is it possible for a young woman to survive a fall like hers and not have any injuries? Even those burns that you treated her for, was gone in just an instant."
"Perhaps the gods favours this child." The old man commented. He wobbled towards her and his wrinkly hand reached out to her but the whiskered teen moved to the side, hand grabbing the man's arm. The old man winced and Narumi loosened her grip on the man's hand. "And she certainly has quite a grip on her! She doesn't look like anyone from this part of the world."
Eddard nodded. "She certainly doesn't speak the common tongue."
"Perhaps she comes from the free cities?" The old man suggested.
The younger male shook his head. "I doubt the people of the free cities would be willing to show off that much of their bodies to the public and her outfit looks like it was made of material that can't be found neither here nor the free cities. Nothing about her arrival in Winterfell suggest that she came through natural means."
"Are you suggesting that the Old Gods brought her here? That she is a sign from them?" The old man shook his head and regarded her with considerate eyes. "That makes no sense, My Lord. The gods, both old and new, have never been known to interfere and if they did choose to interfere then they wouldn't send a young woman."
Eddard grimaced. "Then what must we believe? We have a girl that is the same age as Robb and Jon falling down from the sky with burnt marks that healed too quickly for the human body. She is also walking around like she is in the middle of summer, not in the cold depths of winter. The only explanation we have until the girl can explain herself is that she is a sign of the gods."
"Perhaps, I should send a raven—"
"—No one must know about this." Eddard's voice was firm and Narumi tilted her head at the man. "No one else needs to get involved with this matter, Maester Lumin. If you can't think of a possible reason for why this young woman could survive such a huge fall and manage to heal so quickly then I'm content to believe that it is beyond the realm of possibility."
She thinned her lips and folded her arms against her chest. Throughout this whole conversation between these two old geezer, she felt like she was out of the loop with these men. It felt like her own voice did not matter and that was something she would not tolerate. She never tolerated it when her male classmates told her that her only role was support and she certainly did not tolerate it now with these old men talking like she wasn't here.
"You old bastards are going to fucking tell me where the fuck is my kunai." Narumi growled, marching straight towards the two men. "And even though I don't know what the fuck you are saying, you will at least make an effort to tell me of what the hell is going on or so God help me, I'll show you who is in charge."
The old man flinched. "She might have the same hair color as My Lady and Sansa but this woman certainly has a more threatening presence then those two combine."
"Arya may very well follow this young woman around instead of going to her classes." Eddard grimaced and Narumi narrowed her eyes at him. She curled her hands into a fist and raised it at the male. He didn't look one bit intimated, almost amused like he didn't think she could show any harm, and the teen smiled faintly.
She smashed her hand against the wall and the rocks crumbled into dust.
"Still think I'm joking, asshole?" She barked. "Now answer my question! Where are my weapons and where the fuck am I?"
If she ever figured out a way to get back to the other dimension, Narumi was going to do more than just rasengan Kaguya for this mess that she put her in. She was going to kill that alien for not only killing her friends, her boyfriend but also for putting her in this messy situation.
A/N: So as it can be seen from this story, Naruto's name is Narumi and she doesn't have the usual looks that I have for female Naruto. This female Naruto will have Kushina's coloring but Minato's facial appearance if that is something that you are interested to know about. With the whole arrival of Narumi, I have plans of making a huge ripple effect from her being there in Westeros.