Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I would fuck so much shit up if I did.
Warning: Language.
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Walking into the motel was very... unique.
It seemed quite old and it had a musky smell. It was styled in a Japanese setting, one you would see in an anime. Off to the side of the reception desk, there were two sets of curtains, one of blue and the other red, both having... kanji on them? Okay, so rule out Australia then. It's means that we are in either China or Japan. By the way the building is styled, I assume Japan. The curtains could be meaning that they lead to a public bath area or hot springs. In all truth, I don't really care. All I want to know is where the fuck I exactly am and if I can rent a room for the night.
As I walked towards the... violet haired... okay... receptionist and her gaze turned to me, her eyes flashed to a look of concern and worry. "Oh my goodness, dear! Are you alright?" My brows knitted into confusion as I noticed that she was staring straight at me.
Did I really look that bad?
I looked down at myself and realized that I was covered in complete dirt. I was slightly limping because my feet were killing me and my hair was all over the place. The young woman rushed over to me and started to frantically look me over, seeing if I was bleeding or harmed in anyway. "What happened to you? You're an absolute mess!"
"Uhh..." was the only sound I could make at that moment. She began to usher me into a back room and sat me down on a chair as she started to wet a rag to wipe me down. It was mostly puzzling at how kind she was. You would never get this kind of treatment in New York. If you walked in a hotel looking like me, they'd immediately kick your ass to the curb. Hell, they'd be considered kind if they let you stay in the lobby to wait for an ambulance to show up to take you to the hospital. But this was... a very strange experience.
"You poor child! Where are your parents?" She began to comfort me like I was an abandoned puppy. Wait... child? What the hell is this? I'm nearly twenty years old and she's only like seventeen. I am no child, especially compared to her. Once she had cleaned off my face, she rushed into another room that was on the other side of the room. I was still confused at what she meant, yet I felt like I shouldn't be questioning her when she is being very generous to me. She came back into the room with a little plate of what seemed to be rice with shrimp on the side. She placed it to the side, along with some chopsticks and started to clean off my arms with the rag. Her eyes were so concerned for me that I knew it was completely genuine. Oh, I forgot she asked me a question.
"Um... I don't know where they are... Actually, I don't even know where I am." Her eyes became filled with such sadness and... wait, do I see pity? She looked back to the door and saw a young man (Who had darker purple hair?) standing in it. He gazed upon the scene in confusion. The girl stood up in a hurry and I instantly realize that he must be the manager or boss. Oh shit. What if she lost her job by helping me?
"May I ask what's going on here?" His eyes narrowed at us. The girl looked frightened to speak, so I spoke in hopes that she wouldn't get into trouble.
"I apologize. Your employee was just being kind and helping me. I came here to ask for directions or at least knowledge of where I was, but my appearance must have given off another story. I'm sorry if I'm unwanted, I'll see myself out if you want." I tried to make it as polite as I could, even though I really wanted to say something along the lines of 'IDK man, she kinda doin' her own thing.' but that wouldn't exactly work in both my own and the girl's favor.
He stared up down for about another minute before cracking a smile and giggling. The girl's tense shoulders relaxed and she gave a small smile back. "Nah, I'm just messing with you." He made his way over to me and I started to study him more closely. He was about my age, somewhere around twenty or twenty-one years old. He's good looking, seems to have some sense of humor and a good smile. Damn, if it wasn't for the situation, I'd totally try to hit him up.
He bent down on his knees in front of me so we reached eye-level when he spoke, "So little one, what happened to you?"
There it is again. They're referring to me as a child once more. Why are they doing that? I'm an adult! Do they not see me properly or are they just crazy? Actually, now that I'm noticing it, my fingers are more smaller and slender than before. My legs are practically sticks with barely any muscle and... dear lord no.
My curvy figure is gone.
Horror flickered onto my face, while confusion was on the others faces. "I need to see a mirror!" I demanded. Once I realized how rude that sounded, I blurted out a, "Please!" The two looked at each other with eyebrows raised, then looked back to me. The girl walked out of the room to go get one while the boy stayed and tried to calm me down as I started to hyperventilate.
This cannot be happening. This is so illogical. It goes against all laws of nature. You cannot just reverse your body of growth and puberty. You especially cannot do it in just a day. This is so impossible and illogical and wrong and-
The girl came back with a simple hand-mirror and handed it to me. I turned it slowly towards me and saw... me. Like, that's it. It's just me. My hair was a mess and bags were under my eyes, but it seemed to be... just plain old me. Just younger seeming? Well, now I feel stupid for exaggerating. I hopped off the chair and stare at the man as he stood up with me. I compared our heights and found myself shorter than both of them by an incredible amount. Well, shit. I feel like I'm having an existential crisis.
I looked down at myself and compared it to the girl. She had curves galore while I was a complete stick with no boobs. With a depressing sigh, I had concluded that my theory was terribly right.
I was a kid again... and I was not a happy camper.
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After all the drama died down and we exchanged many different questions, they gave me food, let me take a bath and gave me a small (yet bigger than my original apartment) room for the night free of charge. The information I had receive was that I was in the town called 'Tanzaku-gai' which was having a festival going on that night. I'm in a country called 'The Land of Fire' and when I asked then to elaborate of the actual countries name, they became confused and didn't know how to answer. The only other place they mentioned was 'Konohagakure'. They gave me a map of the region and it baffled me as I had honestly no idea as to where this place was. It seemed to maybe be China or Eastern Asia, but at the same time, not. It was also strange how they alternated between Japanese and English when words are written down, yet speak entirely in English. It really made my brain hurt. I ended up passing out for the night when I couldn't find a logical answer to this problem.
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Knock-knock. "Deary, it's time to wake up." A groan escaped my lips as I struggled to the door. Before I even reached it, Mei (I found out the girl's name last night) barged in with a smile on her face. "Rise and shine, sleepyhead!" Oh no, she's a morning person.
"Please no. Not now. I just want to sleep." I begged but she was already pulling me out of the room by my arm and skipped to the wash rooms, dragging me along. We passed Ushi (the boy's name, who is also Mei's older brother) in the hall and he giggled as I mouthed, 'Help me.' Yet, to no avail, he just turned and walked the other way. That traitor. Along the way, we passed Ramii (The little girl I ran into yesterday that was actually their little 10 year old sister who is training to be a ninja). She gave me a sympathetic smile and seemed to be thankful she wasn't in my position.
After the agonizing bath Mei put me through (She scrubs backs really hard), I went back to the room to pack up my things... which was really nothing as everything stayed in my bag. My mind started to wander as I started to theorize why I'm a child again and how it's even possible. I could only think of one true explanation that could actually be logical.
I was in a coma.
I somehow fucked up or did something stupid and placed myself into a coma and I cannot remember how I did just that as I must have bumped my head and have amnesia. That theory makes such sense... unlike my illogical (but totally awesome if it did happen) one.
I was sucked into the anime world of Naruto.
Nah, I'm just joking. Like that could possibly happen.
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Now here I was on the trail once more, walking the direction the purple haired siblings pointed me towards. I was mindlessly munching on a granola bar that was in my bag and reading one of the mangas in there too, as it probably would have been a long walk. Yet, there I was, not even 20 minutes into the walk I saw big red doors that entered into a village. I put away the book and walked into oh so casually... well, truth is, I tripped onto my face and woke up the sleeping guards and they started to question me as to why I was there or who I was or if I had papers.
Yeah... I couldn't exactly answer any of them since I didn't really know the answers myself and I found myself taken to the big guy of this village.
The Mother-Fucking Third Hokage.
Why couldn't this just be fucking Australia?!
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Dun-dun-dun... To those who are concerned, chapter 4 is where we pick up the story! Ayyy!
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