The atmosphere of Konoha was lively. The hustle and bustle of citizens walking to and fro on the streets as merchants called out to them reminded a certain brunette so much of home.

She watched the movements of the people biting her lower lip before scratching a few words into a leather bound notebook.

Today I tried sushi with Inoichi and Ino. I came down to the conclusion that even in different worlds... I still hate sushi.

A few days earlier Kimmy had a strong nostalgic sensation go through her body when the thoughts of her old world came to mind. She could feel her emotions brimming at the surface as she ran to the bathroom to stuff her face in a towel and scream into.

She didn't ask for this.

When Ino came to knock on the bathroom door after Kimmy had spent more than an hour in there did she finally open it. She had avoided all questions Ino had asked and went directly to the room they had offered her.

It was that day she had finally pulled her phone out to listen to music. She didn't have her headphones so she stuffed her phone underneath the pillow on the bed making sure to put the volume on low so no one else could hear and hit play.

As the sound of the artists' voice filled her ears tears formed at the corners of Kimmy's eyes. Her heart clenched at the thrum of the music and she soon had her fists twisting into the pillow as she pressed her face deeply against the pillow trying to get closer to hear the song clearly.

She didn't bother to leave her room for the rest of the day.

A few days later she went out and bought herself a leather bound notebook. Obtaining that money wasn't easy either since Kimmy didn't have cash that was valid in this world. Her debit card meant nothing in this world. She had three options to choose from to obtain money. Option one was to take the money that was left lying around in Inoichi's house. Her conscience, and the ever watchful ninja that kept an eye on her, immediately made her to rule that out. Option two was to ask for money from either Ino or Inoichi. Her guts twisting inside of her told her to cross out that idea. She only had option three left.

In the end she realized doing a few odd jobs wasn't as bad as she had thought it would be and when she had purchased that notebook it felt completely satisfying using the money she earned as she pocketed the rest away. It still felt weird using a different currency she wasn't at all familiar with.

At first Kimmy didn't know what to write about when she had opened the notebook. She felt reassured she didn't have to worry about anyone getting their hands on it because of the language barrier (which seemed odd to her since they did speak English). At first she wanted to write about the members of the Akatsuki and her experience there. She then changed her mind and thought of writing down strategic formulas and any idea that could possibly help her return home. In the end she wrote about her daily events and what she thought about. Soon Kimmy realized she couldn't stop from writing each mundane thing she did. It was like she was trying to desperately grasp at something that was so familiar yet was just out of reach.

Writing in the notebook felt very calming and took a lot of built up anxiety away.

She was avoiding her biggest fear and she hadn't wanted to acknowledge it.

The possibility of never returning home.

She placed her pen in between the pages of her notebook and closed it. Ino had to leave for a mission after they had finished eating and Inoichi, as usual, went to work at T&I afterwards. Besides the ninja that had to keep an eye on her she was on her own. Since she had completed her session with Inoichi earlier she now had the rest of the day to herself.

She got up from her sitting position and stretched. There was still plenty of daylight out for her to go do whatever she pleased. The only question left was do what?

"Come on, I heard the bath house is giving a discount today!" A cheerful woman said pulling another by her hand.

Kimmy's ears perked up as her head swiveled in the direction of the woman's voice at the mention of a bath house.

After fifteen minutes of searching for said bath house and asking for directions Kimmy found herself stepping into the steamy hot water butt naked. She sighed with relief as her muscles started to loosen from unknown stress she had built up.

The brunette lowered herself further until the water rose up to her neck.

The women that were already there had soon left leaving Kimmy the entire space to herself. She leaned her head back feeling completely content.

Yes, this was turning in to a good day. The muscles in her body had loosened up making her feel well, her mind was at peace and the soft giggle breaking the quiet every now and then sounded oddly very masculine.

...

Green eyes shot open as the sound of giggling started up again. She looked around but didn't catch sight of anyone else in the bath spring with her. And yet, she felt so aware now that she could practically feel a pair of eyes intensively staring at her.

Where were the towels?!

She stared in dismay at the basket of towels nearby the door. She bit her lower lip sighing inwardly as she felt a deep blow to her dignity as she covered her bosom and got out of the bath spring running for the basket of towels.

Kimmy tried whirling to a halt as she got near the basket but the wet floor caused her to slip leaving a screaming Kimmy skidding to the doorway and surprisingly bumping into another person causing them both to fall to the ground.

The pair both groaned before sitting up as their eyes locked in on each other.

It was silent for a good two seconds before the brunette covered her chest mortified and screamed at the man to turn around.

Her face was beet red scrambling up to grab a towel as the man uttered apologies before he too stood up and turned around.

"Fucking pervert!"

She glared angrily in humiliation at him all the while holding her towel firmly in place.

The older man laughed nervously as he scratched the back of his head. "Now Miss, I know this seems very bad at the moment–"

"I don't want to hear a fucking excuse! How am I supposed to relax at a bath house with perverts like you peeking in?!" It reminded her of the abuse and felt as though the feelings of vulnerability were overpowering her again.

"Alas my dear, but it was all in the name of research is why I had to do it!" The older man's lips twisted into a creepy smile baring his teeth at her.

"Research my ass!" Kimmy's green eyes flared with fire directed at the perverted old man. She wanted to cry in frustration. She didn't want to become victim to another mans' selfish desires.

"I've never had a woman actually offer before but I don't mind! Compared to others yours looks firm and plump it's actually perfect!" Oh hell no his eyes were actually twinkling.

"That was sarcasm!"

He pulled out a pen and notebook seemingly ignoring what she had just said and had the gall to actually try and go behind the brunette.

Kimmy fisted her hand and slammed it atop the pervert's head. "You fucking asshole! I said no!"

"Jiraiya..? Ah, there you are!" A masculine voice called out before a tall blonde appeared in the room with them. Kimmy swiveled her head to stare and then groaned before slapping her forehead.

She finally got to meet the protagonist himself; Naruto.

"We have to– oh, uh..." At the short pause of silence Kimmy glanced up noticing the blonde was openly staring at her to which she realized she was still in only just a towel.

"Get out!" She grabbed the nearest object and hurtled it toward them. Naruto ducked before the basket full of steaming rocks could hit him. "Gomen! We're leaving!" He exclaimed as he ran out, pulling the older man out with him.

"I'll come back for you my flower!" Jiraiya's voice echoed causing Kimmy to grunt in disgust.

"Worst. Relaxation. Day. Ever." She grumbled to herself as she headed to the changing room completely soured that she couldn't enjoy the rest of her time at the bath spring.

She pulled her clothes on and left the bath house after the owner apologized several times for the incident and even offered her a free pass for next time.

"If, if I ever go back to that place," Kimmy grumbled staring down at the slip of paper the owner had given her making her way through the throng of busy crowd of people on the streets before shoving it deep into her pocket.

Lavender ringed eyes stared down at the village below him.

Amegakure

His people. All willing to be under his guide. Not a single person complained of not knowing his identity or how he ran the village. All they knew was that he kept them safe and everything running smoothly under his order.

No, not a single complaint.

It was no lie that he was a busy man. Pein not only made sure everything was going in order inside the village but he made sure the Akatsuki were doing everything that was needed. As long as his members did what they were assigned they had the freedom of doing whatever they pleased after that. It sometimes wasn't easy either knowing they were marked as S-ranked criminals who had defected from their villages but each member could hold their own if trouble ever arose.

After all, he did pair each of them with a partner that best complimented their ability.

"Pein Sama,"

He shut his eyes obscuring the view in front of him.

"Yes Konan?"

"Sasori San and Deidara San are going to infiltrate the Leaf Village to retrieve our captive." the blue haired beauty said softly.

"Good, have you inquired if Sasori and Deidara retrieved the objects from their mission?"

"Hai, they believed it would have been better to finish the mission first before going to Konoha."

"Good, that only leaves Kakuzu and Hidan to finish up."

Quiet footsteps came around him. His eyes opened in time to see Konan sit beside him. They sat there in comfortable silence watching and hearing the rains' soft yet continuous pitter patter upon the village. Only around each other could they feel truly at ease. They understood each other and went through hardships as kids. Seeing things kids should never see. Growing up far before their time.

That is why they both strive for the same thing. Desperately and persistently pushing forward to reach that desired peace they have dreamt of for so long. The shinobi world was too violent. It continued year after year with its endless cycle of hatred. His old Sensei believed peace was possible but he didn't agree with how his Sensei thought peace should be brought out.

Reality is a cruel and sick twisting reminder that this life had to be dealt with an iron fist. That was the only way to achieve peace. That is his reality. His truth.

"Nagato,"

Pein turned his view on Konan. She had a somber expression on her face as she looked back at him.

"How do we know if there is actual peace in that woman's world? The man in the black screen of her home had said there was a possibility of a war breaking out."

The orange haired man gave the woman one of his longest stares then opened his mouth. "Do you remember what Haru used to say whenever he saw a village broken down?" Pein murmured glancing back out to the open view.

Konan paused thinking back to older times of a certain blonde. "He would say there will come a day when he'd see a village not having to live under fear of being attacked." Pein nodded at those words. "Haru was after peace as well. He shared that dream with us. I don't believe it's a coincidence that our captive came here with ties to him. I want to know why he's there and why he never came back. It's a possibility that world is the closest in achieving peace and he's fighting for that cause there."

"I partially thought he stayed there due to Kimmy San having a striking resemblance to his younger sister Suki San," Konan said.

"That could also be a part of the reason," Pein agreed.

Both remembered the man to be extremely attached to his younger sister before they had both disappeared.

They got along well with the siblings. Which is why Pein wondered why neither had ever turned up. Both had vanished without a single trace. He wanted to know why Haru left and why this woman appeared.

Was it possible Haru had sent this woman to them? Maybe he was alerting them to something that they didn't know about.

But he had to be patient. He'll get his answers soon enough.

Loud curses broke the quiet atmosphere alerting Pein of Hidan and Kakuzu's arrival.

Yes, very soon indeed.

It was late in the day as the sun casted an orange glow upon the leaf village. The air felt cool as children hurried home with their dotting parents right behind them.

Tsunade watched the scenery of the village as a slow even smile crossed her features. To say she was fond of this place was putting it in the slightest. The love for her home was what kept her going to face the dreaded pile of documents she had to go through daily.

The thing was a never ending monster that wouldn't die no matter how hard she worked to go through it all.

There would always be a new stack by the next day. Curse that Shizune for taking away her hidden stash of sake. Didn't she realize it's what helped her to stay sane from the overload of demons called paperwork?

Knock Knock

"Come in,"

Yes! Another excuse to escape the dreaded paperwork! Oh, it's Inoichi. She wondered what information he had to relay to her.

Tsunade nodded for him to take a seat. The middle aged man quickly obliged as he sat down. "So what brings you here today Inoichi San?" She watched as he pulled a scroll out and placed it on top of her desk. "I've found some... Disturbing news about Sanchez, Kimmy," Inoichi started.

"So you have huh?" Tsunade unrolled the scroll and began reading its contents. Her eyes soon began to grow larger and larger the more she read before she slammed the scroll down shaking her desk in the process.

"Are you sure of this?!" Tsunade leaned forward her voice filled with urgency.

"Completely Tsunade-Sama," Inoichi confirmed.

She fell back in her seat placing a hand underneath her chin as she thought. Inoichi waited patiently knowing the news was hard to bear.

"This could explain why the Akatsuki want their hands on her. But it just seems... So farfetched." Tsunade stared at the scroll rereading key points.

"What I don't understand is for what purpose do they want her for? What can she do? Just who is she really?" Tsunade asked thinking her thoughts out loud not knowing there was someone else out there thinking the same thing.

"Tsunade Sama, she has mentioned to me she was in the medic field but she's not a medic like say my daughter Ino. She called herself a 'Neurosurgeon,'" he informed.

"Strange," her eyes narrowed. "What else has she told you?"

"She rarely spoke about her past," he shook his head. "She would change the subject and make it blatantly clear she didn't want to talk about it. The only way I had found anything else about her was going through her mind about her past. Though this would explain why she never wanted to speak about her past. She thought we wouldn't believe her and with reason too. Forgive me Tsunade Sama but I couldn't break through the barrier the Akatsuki have placed on her. I thought it would lead me to find a hint or a clue by searching through her memories of her personal life. I was hoping it'd give me a clue on why they even wanted her in the first place and, believe me, that was no walk in the park either."

"Seems she's full of surprises isn't she?"

"Very, and from what I've gathered I have right to presume the Akatsuki are going to try and take her back,"

"I can see why. No matter, we'll have to be ready for them when they do show up. This isn't going to be easy either. All we know of are four Akatsuki members and we already know how powerful two of them are, any ninja would be wary taking on. I can only imagine what the rest are like."

"Formidable foes," Inoichi nodded.

The Hokage searched for a pen as she grabbed a parcel and immediately began to write. "I'm going to have to reassign a different watch on her."

"Who are you thinking of if I may ask Tsunade Sama?"

"Hatake, Kakashi,"

Kimmy scrunched up her nose a bit in annoyance. "I don't need a babysitter. I preferred it when you guys were following me around without me noticing who or where you were,"

"Well," drawled Kakashi holding a book up to his face. "There was a change of plans."

Kimmy breathed in deeply before letting out a sigh. "Alright then, I'm sure I could get used to this soon enough."

"That's great," Kakashi droned flipping a page not once looking up.

The brunette grunted as she turned on her heel heading for one of the parks she had been visiting a lot recently. Looking back she noticed Kakashi was following with the same book in his face.

He didn't seem like the talkative type which suited her all the same. Maybe she could forget him being there altogether as she continued with whatever daily activities she came to do.

Like writing in her journal for one.

Never again would she have to worry about someone trying to read about her private matters. It felt great.

Kimmy went through the park gate and chose a shadier tree to sit under. Without hesitating she pulled her journal out from the waistband of her shorts. The journal was flipped open to a fresh blank page and she began to write.

She willed herself to not mechanically shut the journal when Kakashi had perched himself on one of the tree branches directly above her.

Her eyes were glued to the scrawled letters on the page as she added more choppy letters to it.

He can't read English, just remember that. If I really need to I can switch to Spanish to really throw him off. Her restless mind eased up enough for her to focus on her journal.

Time ticked by and the female was soon able to forget about the presence of one ninja watching over her.

Her lips locked in with his feeling the excitement bubble up inside of her. She didn't normally act like this with a complete stranger but a one night stand wasn't anything foreign to her either. Besides, a medical study did show that sex was a great stress reliever and hopping into a different world sounded like a perfect call for some much needed relief of stress. And, she felt the need to take back control on her body. She needed to. Kimmy felt the man's hands tug on to her waist drawing her into one of the motel's rooms. Her hands glided up to his hair tangling her fingers into them provoking her partner to pull her body flush against his.

She didn't notice when he had lifted her up nor did she notice when she had been placed on a mattress. She focused her mind completely on being consumed with her carnal desire and nothing else.

"I said for you to bring the Doll back, not to fuck her." A familiar voice called out. Kimmy froze at the sound of it turning her head to the side not wishing to believe but inevitably knew this was going to happen sooner or later.

Sasori stood in the middle of the room, his expression looking mildly annoyed.

"You take the fun out of everything Danna," the man muttered.

Kimmy's hammering heart stopped in place feeling a cold sweat break out in her back. The man looked back down at her, a grin ever so present on his face before he poof'ed. Smoke had engulfed the man and Kimmy soon realized who the man actually was above her.

No way

No fucking way in hell...

"Missed me Gorgeous, hm?" Deidara grinned.

She couldn't speak as she stared up in fear.