When best friends Alison McKay and Michelle Prince found a small piece of paper bearing a promise of the greatest Naruto experience of their lives, they were unwittingly sucked into the world they had only ever watched and read about. Now, hearts will be stirred, Bonds will be formed, blood will be spilt, and worlds will collide as fantasy and reality fuse inextricably into one.
Disclaimer: Obviously, as this is a fanfic, I don't own Naruto. Anything found in this story that does not exist in the real Naruto plot line though, including the characters Alison, Michelle, Shinjako and Kai, I claim as my own.
This is a comedy/drama/romance story I've been meaning to write for a long time. Any pairings will be decided as the story progresses, though suggestions are welcome. Also, before I begin, I realize that there are some of you out there who may not like my writing style, or the angle I'm taking with this story. As much as I'd like constructive criticism, please do not simply review to say how much you hated it. It's common courtesy.
I know, I know, I know, I've been being lazy. Gimme a break already! I always end up updating eventually right? RIGHT! Now Here's Chapter 17 part A
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Chapter 17 A-The Twin Fans of Konoha
-Michelle and Sasuke's Story-
"Saaasuke-kuuun!"
Michelle called as she jogged toward the raven haired boy waving, a goofy smile painted on her face. She flinched as he glanced back at her, nearly running directly into him, but managing to skid to a stop in time.
"Wow!"
She exclaimed, cocking her head to one side curiously as she stared at him.
"Just why do all you're fangirls call you like that? I felt dumb even KNOWING it sounded pathetic! Oh well, at least it got you're attention!"
"What do you want Atsuko?"
Sasuke asked dryly, hands in his pockets, giving her a look he reserved especially for telling her off that clearly stated his thoughts of; 'God, why does it keep following me?' Since she'd gotten so used to receiving said look, Michelle chose to ignore it. She instead focussed on the reason she had come-figuring out just how accurate she creepy dream had been. Now, it wasn't like it was the first time she'd ever dreamed about a dramatic moonlight meeting to a romantic song from an AIDS themed rock opera-it was just the first time it had included her...and Sasuke. Now that the haze of sleep had worn off she was absolutely disgusted with herself-not to mention terrified that someone had heard her burst into song in her sleep- and determined to get some real answers from her supposed 'soul mate' on just how much of her dream was grossly inaccurate. Michelle was praying most of it was. She whipped out the pink and white ornamental fan from it's sheath, holding it an inch from Sasuke's face.
"Tell me why you got me such a pretty fan!"
She ordered. Sasuke raised an eyebrow at her, dropping his head to once side so he could see around the object and meet her piercing azure coloured eyes.
"Didn't we go over this already? It's to replace the once I broke. Kakashi-sensei told me it was the polite thing to do."
Michelle dropped internally. Did he really have to mention that he'd been forced into it? There was the truth and there was just plain making a girl feels bad...wait! What was she thinking? It was good that he didn't like her! Wasn't it? Yeah...it was...good...dammit!
Sasuke flinched slightly as the fan was snapped shut in his face, the tassels swishing idly in the conjured updraft.
"But why is it such a nice one? And why was it wrapped?"
Michelle pressed, leaning nearer to him in an attempt to be imposing-though at 4'3 and 60 lbs it hardly worked. Sasuke just held her gaze evenly.
"It was on sale, "
He responded.
"and the wrapping happened to be free since the guy thought I was buying it for my girlfriend. Can I go now?"
Michelle flinched invisibly, but said nothing, to embarrassed and disheartened to think of anything else to ask. Sasuke made a small sound of irritation and turned away, continuing on the path he had been walking. Michelle, surprised by the action, instinctively lunged at him, grabbing hold of his arm in both of her own and giving it a tug. Embarrassed and disheartened she may have been, but not defeated-Never defeated! Not even when the dryer had eaten her favourite rainbow toe socks had she been defeated!...though she had broken the dryer and given herself a concussion...
Sasuke looked down at her-for Michelle really was very short by comparison-in first surprise, then annoyance.
"Atsuko let go!"
"Never!"
She cried defiantly, hugging the arm tightly against her chest. She now had formulated a new plan-she WOULD make him think of her as more than an annoyance! He WOULD like her!
"Not until you promise that you'll be my friend!"
She cried. She kicked herself after the sentence left her mouth. That was clever Michelle, she drawled mentally. So terribly eloquent and subtle.
"What?"
Sasuke asked, bewildered. Michelle knew he sure hadn't seen that coming
"You heard me!"
She said, looking up at him with a determined gleam in her eyes, while internally panicking and racing to find a excuse for her last sentance.
"I...I-I don't wanna go around carrying a fan that someone gave me for the sake of being polite! I want to know it was a present from a friend!"
She explained, and just for good measure added;
"NOW BE MY FRIEND DAMN IT!"
Cussing made everything better.
"Get off of me Atsuko!"
Sasuke hissed, his voice raising in volume as he shook his arm in an attempt to get her off. By now several genin were starting to stare-thankfully Ino was occupied with her lunch of two lettuce leaved, a crouton and a half plum to notice what was going on in the middle of the clearing. Michelle hung onto the boy's arm like death, shaking her head no as he yelled at her to get off. Sasuke eventually gave in-the only reason Michelle could fathom was that he wasn't quite heartless enough to hit her- and sighed.
"Fine, I'm you're friend Atsuko. Now let go!"
"Hug me first!"
She cried, kicking herself once again for pushing her luck. Sasuke gave her a horrified look.
"What? No!"
"Then I won't let go!"
Michelle huffed, sticking her tongue out at him. Desperate to escape, Sasuke questioned just why the HELL he had to hug her.
"Because you're my friend, and friends like each other, and people who like each other hug, THEREFORE; to prove you're my friend, you have to hug me!"
Hurray for inductive reasoning. Unfortunately for the blonde, Sasuke did not seem to realize her logic was flawless, and tried to escape with renewed fervour.
"No, now get off of me! People are staring!"
He said as quietly as his impatience would let him.
"Huuuuuug..."
Michelle crooned.
"No."
"Fine then."
Michelle made a small huffing sound and tightened her grip. After a few moments of standing in awkward silence, Sasuke sighed and stopped struggling, realizing there was no escape without knocking her unconscious-which would get him into trouble with Kakashi and the other senseis. He made a small groaning sound and, ever so slowly and tentatively, placed his free arm around Michelle's shoulders, giving her small frame a weak squeeze. Michelle slowly turned her braided head upward to look at him, a cat-like expression and a warm fuzzy blush of idiotic triumph spreading over her face. Sasuke's face contorted in horror as he clued into what was running through the deranged blonde's mind, and didn't have time to pull away before her arms flew around his neck and he was tacked to the ground with a crash and string of giggles.
"HahahahahahahaHA! See? See I knew you could do it! Hehehe! Yeaaaaah, my new friend! -Sniff sniff-...hmm, you smell all downy fresh..."
Sasuke began to twitch at the last comment, his face going slightly red as Michelle snuggled against his chest to smell his shirt. Sadly, Michelle was only able to internally smirk at her success, before it was snatched away from her.
"Yeah! Go Sasuke! It's about time you got yourself a girl! Woo!"
Kiba called from somewhere off in the distance, his dog barking in agreement. The mention of her crush's name immediately caught Ino's total attention-much to Michelle's misfortune.
"What? Where's Sasuke? Who's he-Atsuko! You...SHRIMPY little WITCH! Get OFF of MY SASUKE-KUN!"
Michelle only then realized in dismay that she was still clinging to the Uchiha heir. She leapt back with a yelp, all the color draining from her face. Sasuke had taken that exact moment to escape, mimicking her movement, all trace of his momentary blush gone as he stared at her in wide-eyed disbelief. However; Michelle was unaware of his stare at that moment, seeing only the infuriated blonde charging toward her and feeling a lump rise in her throat.
"Shiiiit..."
She moaned. It was that moment that Michelle saw her life flash before her eyes. First was an image of her as a three year old, beating up her youngest cousin for taking her Malibu Barbie doll without permission. Next was her proudly holding the gag-prize for smallest catch at her school's fourth grade father-daughter fishing trip, followed by she and Alison as twelve year olds watching Naruto in her living room and the day she was sucked into the Naruto universe. For whatever reason, there was also the distinct smell of April Fresh Downy...
Being only thirteen, it didn't take long for the flashback to end, buyign Michelle nought time to leap to her feet before Ino was on her.
"GAH!"
She shrieked, deciding that while bravery was great most of the time, now was the time to run for her life like a frightened rabbit so she could fight-or run-another day, and escape defeat. After all, Michelle Prince was NEVER defeated!-only temporarily deterred from her goals by insane blonde ninja with kunai aimed at her face. Michelle took off at top speed, dragging Sasuke with her by the arm. Michelle and her reluctant companion charged off across the clearing, the blonde nearly tripping several times as she begged for forgiveness.
"NO! Ino stop! I'm to young to die! I CAN'T EVEN GET DRUNK YET! RIKU-CHAN! HEEEEEEEELP!"
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And zees iz zee end of part A. I shall do part B soon...just...not now. Anyhow I'll be less tired next time and will be more inclined to write authors notes. All I have for you now it that, contrary to popular belief, Alison and Michelle are NOT based off of myself and a close friend. They are ENTIRELY FICTIONAL! That means they're made up...except for Alison's Lee obsession. That's mine. -Shame- So yeah...just so you know.
Also, my pole is still open for Alison's pairing, so be sure to vote for Lee or Naruto! (Lee's winning by six, just so you know :P :) )\
Goodnight Canada, and aaaaall the ships at sea.