Hiya! This is my first story on fanfiction and my first Naruto story, but not my first fanfic. I'm hoping my muse will let me finish this, because this story has been begging me to write it for quite a while.

Alrighty… rubs hands together Where were we? Ah, yes. I don't own Naruto, though I wish I did.

Oh, and thanks for the inspiration, Rae-chan. Where would I be without you? Probably somewhere very boring and museless.

Enjoy everyone!

Summary Summer vacation just started, and Lucien is already bored. After deciding to go for a hike in the woods behind his house, he is caught in a mysterious storm and wakes up in a different world. Literally. With three rambunctious twelve-year-olds pouncing him at every turn and a perverted genius watching his every move, Lucien seems to be in way over his head...

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Lucien yawned and let his cheek fall on his palm, staring lazily out the window. It was the beginning of summer break, and he had nothing to do. The kitchen clock ticked, the radio crooned a springy swing tune, and Cricket the cat had sprawled herself across the little round table Lucien currently sat at. Her silver-grey fur felt soft between his fingers as he stroked her side with absentminded monotony.

His mum wouldn't be back for another week and a half. There was nothing on TV. He had long since run out of books he hadn't yet read. His friend Bryan had flown to California for vacation, so playing sports with him was out. There was nothing to do. Picking himself up and shaking a few dark curls from his eyes, the teenager snatched a few peaches from the bowl of fruit on the kitchen counter and ambled to his room, deciding to go out for the day. Wrapping the peaches in a jacket, he shoved the bundle into his pack, along with a bottle of water from the fridge as he cut back through the kitchen. He paused to scratch Cricket's ears and tell her, "Guard the house for me, 'kay? I'll be back tonight." He grinned at her responding purr and left the house, locking it as he went.

Sauntering around the house, he waved to a kind-faced elderly woman attacking weeds in her garden. "Hallo, Mrs. O'Malley."

"Oh, hello Lucien-dear." He smiled. She seemed to have an affinity for tacking 'dear' onto people's names and her love for her garden was perhaps a bit out of the ordinary, but she was a sweet woman. Hopping the fence at the back of the house, he entered the woods, humming to himself.

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Three hours later, he sat under a big maple tree and dug his water out, taking several giant gulps. Wiping his forehead, Lucien relaxed back against the bark and took a bite of one of the peaches. A distant rumble sounded. He cocked his head to the side, eyebrows rising. It was a warm sunny day out, and yet that sounded suspiciously like thunder… The sound came again, closer and louder. It was definitely thunder. Frowning, he climbed to his feet and looked up.

Bright blue sky. A few fluffy white clouds. Some sunshine spattering the ground around him.

RumbleRumbleRUMBLE

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RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE

Slightly on edge now ('Could a storm even move that fast?'), Lucien picked his bag back up and slung it over his shoulder, deciding that it was perhaps time to start for home now…

RUMBLE

BOOM

Lucien jumped as a buckets of ice water came crashing down over his head, drenching him almost instantly. Sputtering and squinting, he peered skyward. Heavy, looming grey storm clouds undulated threateningly overhead, then the whole clearing lit up with two bright flashes of white light and a deafening roar filled his ears, making him duck and clap his hands over them, eyes tight shut, teeth clenched. White burned into the backs of his eyelids and the thunder was so loud it drowned out everything else; his thoughts, the feeling of water coursing over his huddled body, the racket of his heart palpitating against his ribs like a spooked rabbit in a cage, the smell of damp moss and peach juice. The only things that existed were the all-consuming roar and the taste of electricity in his mouth.

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Yeah, it'spretty short…. The others will be longer, I swear! twitch Please let me know what you think, if the story should have a pairing and if so, which one/s. I'm not averse to yoai pairings, and this may end up being LucienKakashi. If you hate this idea, let me know!

Constructive criticism is welcome, flames are not. Thanks for reading!