Disclaimer: If I own Naruto or the Wizard of Oz, then I'm speaking Italian with Chinese people in Finland.

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He was thrown backwards as the wind hit him. Akamaru yelped from the safety of his jacket. The caught in the gale cut him and ripped his clothing. A civilian's bicycle rammed into his chest and forced him into the side of a building. His head made a loud smack against the concrete wall and everything went black.

Kiba opened his eyes to the fire crackling merrily next to him and Shikamaru sitting very far away. He blinked. "Why are you sitting all the way over there?"

Shikamaru gave him an irritated look. "I'm a scarecrow," he said slowly, as if talking to a small child.

The Inuzuka was still clueless. "And?"

The scarecrow's expression became incredulous. "I'm highly flammable!"

Kiba blinked again. Right. He knew that. "Oh yeah…"

Shikamaru resisted the urge to slap his forehead. "'Oh yeah,' he says… Doesn't even realize that straw is flammable," he muttered, "This is so troublesome."

Kiba's eyebrow twitched. "If I'm so troublesome, then why are you following me around? I never asked for you to come, you know."

"It would be even more troublesome if I just let you wander around by yourself. I'd never hear the end of it."

"Maybe you should ask the wizard for some motivation," Kiba snickered. He was answered by a glare. This only served to make Kiba laugh harder. After a while Kiba's laughter subsided and he looked around. "So, how far away are we from the capital?"

"We still have quite a ways to go," Shikamaru replied lazily, "and it will be even longer if something unexpected happens."

Kiba sighed and looked to where Akamaru was sleeping next to him. They had been in this weird place for two weeks already, and it seemed likely that they would still be there a long way into the future. He wanted to go home. To be honest, he felt as though his life was getting to be like a rerun of an old movie.

Just as Kiba was about to lay down and go back to sleep, he saw a slight movement behind a tree. Apparently he wasn't the only one who noticed it, as Shikamaru was also staring suspiciously in that direction. Kiba sniffed. 'That scent is awfully familiar,' he thought. Apparently he wasn't the only one who thought so. Akamaru yawned and opened his eyes before letting out an excited yip and trotting over to the tree, tail wagging the entire way. Kiba and Shikamaru looked at each other and blinked. They then proceeded to look at the tree again. 'Either its another weird version of someone we know or it's a rabbit.' The Inuzuka sighed and went to see who, or what, the intruder was. The scarecrow thought for a moment before deciding that following Kiba was too troublesome and laying down to watch the nonexistent clouds float by. Kiba snorted and continued to the tree. He jaw dropped at what he saw there. Akamaru was currently engaged in trying to lick the intruder to death. "H-Hinata?"

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Ergh… I'm home sick today and I'm so bored…