Tackle snapped out of her daze completely at the sound of the scream. "That sounded like Sakura…" she thought, getting up.
"If I think about this logically, there is only one explanation: I am inside an anime, specifically Naruto. Okay, now that I accept that, what part of the story am I in? The Chuunin Exams. Okay. Sakura's hair was still long so they haven't fought the weird Sound Ninja people yet, and Sasuke and Naruto were still conscious so they haven't fought that evil snake guy yet. Right. That scream must have been from them meeting the evil snake guy…what was his name, again? Damn, I wish I had followed this anime more closely!"
Tackle looked at herself, she wore ninja gear with loads of weapons hidden all over her body. She remembered easily putting it all on, as if her body was so used to doing it that it was second nature.
"Maybe if I go help them they'll help me get back to the real world…" she thought. "It's worth a shot," she mumbled out loud, as she jumped into a nearby tree and headed to where the scream had sounded.
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"Relax, it will end it a flash," the grass ninja said smoothly, pulling out two kunai knives and preparing to throw them at the two helpless gennin. "You won't have time to suffer."
"I can't move…why can't I move?" Sasuke's head was racing, he needed to get out of there, to help Sakura, to move. "Move…move…MOVE!"
"I wanted to have more fun," the attacker sighed, "But now I'm disappointed." He tossed the knives straight at the heads of his prey.
Blood sprayed the ground.
As Sasuke shoved a kunai into his leg. The pain jolted him back to reality long enough for him to grab Sakura and run away.
Narrowly missing the weapons thrown by the grass ninja.
Tackle gasped from her hiding spot in a tree, she knew that Sasuke got away but she had forgotten how. "That looked painful…"
The grass ninja smirked, "Isn't that the evil snake guy in disguise…?" Tackle thought.
"I see," the ninja interrupted her thoughts, "He stabbed himself at the last minute and got rid of the fear with pain."
"God, this guy is freaky…"
Suddenly he was looking right at her from the ground, his eyes were bearing into hers. She could almost hear him thinking, "Are you enjoying yourself…Tackle?"
Then he was gone, and with him her thoughts of him knowing she was there.
"Jeeze, that was weird."
Without warning, a pair of arms wrapped around her waist, "Hey Tackle, long time no see. Did you miss me?"
Before her thoughts could even react, he body went into self-defense mode. She grabbed his arms tightly and leaned over so that he was forced to lean on her back. "NO!" she screamed, lifting her leg and aiming her foot straight at her attacker's knee.
He deftly jumped out of the way and landed on a branch behind her.
"Same old Tackle, I see," he said, laughing.
Her brown eyes flashed green as she spun to face her opponent. "Just who the hell do you think you are?" she yelled.
"Your boyfriend," he said calmly, as if he had gone through this conversation with her many times.
The boy was tall, taller than she was, with white hair held in a low pony-tail and glasses. He wore a black jumpsuit with a white wrap around his waist, black gloves with no fingers and metal on the knuckles, and a leaf village headband.
"WHAT!" she screeched. "No, no, no, no, no, no! This guy is kidding, he's trying to get into my head…god, I know I recognize him from the anime…who the hell is he?"
The teen took the advantage of Tackle's inner turmoil to hop from his branch to hers and place his lips firmly against hers.
"What…?"
His tongue pushed into her mouth, brushing against the inside of her cheek and along her tongue. "Remember now?" he asked, his eyes slightly glazed over with lust as he pulled away.
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Sweat.
His hands were all over her.
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"Stop it, stop it! Don't touch me!"
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Bodies intertwining.
Losing her breath.
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The white-haired teen jumped back in surprise as she lashed out at him, her green eyes were filled with rage.
"Damnit, Tackle!" He yelled, "What the hell is wrong with you!"
"Shut up, shut up!" she screamed, pulling out a knife from a pouch on her leg. "Who are you? Why do you know my name?"
She didn't wait for an answer, instead she lunged at him. The boy managed to put up his hand just in time so that she hit that, not his heart.
"AHH…" he moaned in pain, pulling away from the wild eyed girl. The kunai had almost gone all the way through the palm of his hand.
At the sight of the blood running down his arm, she stopped dead in her tracks.
Her eyes gradually turned brown, only leaving spikes of green running from her pupil to the ends of the iris to show how bight they had been only moments before. Her breathing began to slow, "Stay away from me!" she hissed.
Then she was gone, no where to be seen in the immense forest that surrounded the teenaged boy. He rubbed his injured hand with his other, the blood quickly disappeared and it was healed in and instant.
"Something's wrong with Tackle."
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Yes, I know it's short.
And bad.
There's more but it sucks so consider this "chapter 5 part 1"
yeah