A/N- Thanks to those who reviewed the first chapter, Kira and ForeverForsaken. Everyone else...please review! I have a broken ankle and i need something to cheer me up. R&R

Disclaimer-I don't own Naruto. Or DDR. Never have…doubt I ever will…unless…..(paprika starts to plot)

Chapter two

Mika cracked a green-gold eye, flinching in the harsh light that was shining right in her face. She lifted a hand to shield her eyes and attempted to get up. She could hear footsteps on the stairs and, as she looked up, her mother's worried face peered around the corner, down into the family room. She surveyed her surroundings and realized two things. One, her DDR pad was still unfolded in front of the TV, which accounted for the extremely painful jolts that were flying through the soles of her feet. Secondly, according to the VCR clock, only a minute or so had passed since she heard the voices in the mirror. The mirror. She glanced over to the object in question and saw only her own reflection.

Had she been…dreaming?

The silver-haired Jounin sagged against the 'glass' of the mirror. His hands hurt at having to form so many seals in so short a time. The blonde one gave him a Look and said "Well, Sensei, that was a close one now, wasn't it?" The older one merely nodded saying "We have to tell her soon. If she saw us once then she will start to be able to see through the Jutsu." He looked at the people around him. "Who wants to be the one who changes her life forever?" he said, in a semi-bitter voice.

Mika got up slowly, the pins and needles still making their presence known in her feet. She made her way over to the dance mat, folding it meticulously as her mother looked on, concerned. "Maybe you should go to bed now honey." Suggested her mother in a tired voice, as she tightened the robe she wore around her body. Mika nodded, signifying she heard her mother. As the elder Fields turned to go back upstairs Mika called out "Thanks mom…for coming, when you heard me fall." Her mother smiled at her gently "No problem honey. Good night." Mika finished putting away her dance pad, took one last suspicious look at the seemingly innocent mirror and went upstairs, turning out the lights as she went.

Once the shadowy figures in the mirror were absolutely sure noone was coming downstairs again, the reflective surface of the mirror vanished and a small room with a door could be seen inside of it. The shadowy figures seemed to have vanished from this mirror but if one had bothered to observe various other mirrors in the house, they would see figures tracing a path through the mirrors until they reached a definite goal. Mika's room. Once there, they waited until soft snores could be heard from the bed before they started talking.

"As I was saying before, how will Kakashi-sensei teach her how to control her Chakra through a mirror?" An older voice spoke up "I don't think I will be the one to teach her that particular skill. As he said before, Gaara can make his sand go through the glass of the mirror until I can manage to get the reversing jutsu from Tsunade-sama." "Reversing Jutsu?" asked a female voice. "Yes. It will reverse the jutsu that holds us in here and allow us through the mirror so that we may teach her. But even when we can get through the mirror, I think it might be good if Gaara continues to teach her…he has excellent chakra control."

"Let me get this straight. You're going to trust her with HIM?" said the female voice, somewhat incredulously. "He will kill her. Their personalities are too different." A soft, grating sound was heard and the female suddenly whimpered in pain. "Gaara put her down." Said a voice that brooked no room for argument.

The soft thump of a body dropping jarred Mika from her unsettled sleep. She looked over towards the mirror that was positioned above her dresser. She could see the mirror…but reflected in the mirror was a shirt that looked vaguely familiar but she couldn't quite place it…until she was awake enough to note that the colour of the shirt was…orange.

She pinched herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming. Once she had confirmed her consciousness, she made her way over to the mirror, assured that the person…what ever it may be…was real.

She subtly bent over and scooped up a pocket knife that she had been given ages ago. When she finally looked into the mirror, however, all thoughts of using the knife vanished and she stood in shock at the scene before her.

Various characters from the show her father always disparaged-Naruto-stood arranged around the room. The pink haired kunoichi, Sakura, stood at one side of the…room (Mika wasn't exactly sure what to call the space) apparently brushing sand off of her red outfit. A red haired ninja who looked like he was wearing too much eyeliner was placing a cork back into the abnormally large gourd he carried on his back, an icy glare on his face. A little shiver worked it's way through Mika's spine-Gaara. Naruto stood in front of her-hence the orange shirt-while Kakashi stood off to the side, looking tense, Kunai in his hand. Sasuke stood behind Gaara looking apprehensive when suddenly….

He looked right at Mika. Hazel clashed with black as he opened his mouth. "Kakashi-Sensei…" he said in a warning tone.

The silver haired Jounin turned around and looked at her with his one eye. Quickly sheathing his Kunai, he walked over towards the glass portion of the mirror. Naruto moved and Kakashi, raising one hand and (she assumed) smiling, said cheerfully "Yo."

Mika took a giant breath in with every intention to scream her lungs out but before she could, Kakashi's hands flew and…"Silencing Jutsu." He said calmly. And nothing came out of Mika's throat when she tried to scream. She grasped at her throat and began to panic until Kakashi held up his hand and said "I'll remove it if you promise not to scream. Mika nodded…what choice did she have, really?

"What is going on? What are you…" she trailed off, unable to think of appropriate wording for the situaion.

"Well I'm Hatake Kakashi…" he said ('I knew that' thought Mika, wryly.) "And this is Haruno Sakura, Uzumaki Naruto and Uchiha Sasuke. Oh and Sabaku no Gaara." Kakashi 'smiled' again and turned back to Mika. "I bet you're wondering where we're from." " I know where you're from I just don't know what you're doing here."

"Because, I mean…you guys aren't technically supposed to exist…"

"Well we do, get over it." Snarked a voice. "NARUTO!" yelled Sakura giving the demon vessel a whack on the head. "Do you have any questions?" asked Sakura, trying to remedy for Naruto's blunder.

"Why me?" was all she could think of.

"Well…" said Kakashi slowly. "It's a long story but put as simply as I can manage-You, Mika Fields, are the last suriving member and trait carrier of the Yourusashi Clan."

A/N-DUH DUH DUH! The Yourusashi clan is a bloodline trait that I made up...what does it do, you might ask? Well to find that out...review and it'll be in the next chapter .

C ya guys later...oh, if you want to read a good story, go check out Gin-Inu's 'Irony, thy name is Sakura'. it's really good

JA ne