A/N: Well, here's chapter two. I got kinda a busy, but, I finally finished. And because I'm a procrastinator, that doesn't help much either. Not to mention I like to have at least 2,000 words per chapter. But, here it is.

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When her opponent came, it took everything Kamisori had to not burst out laughing. There stood the two green beasts of Konoha.

'Seems they're here on a mission. Or something along those lines.' She thought silently to herself as she stared at the.

"If it isn't Dr. Evil and Mini-me." The female said in a heavily sarcastic tone

Two said people stared at her as if she had grown two heads.

"Forget it." Kamisori said waving them off. "So, which one of you is my opponent?" she then asked, looking from one to the other. She knew both of their moves relatively well, but still knew that Gai was stronger by quite a bit.

Thinking over what she'd been through since she'd been there. Everything seemed out of whack. When she first started walking at her normal pace, she was nearly running. Normally, when she walked like so in school, she was behind everyone else and going very slowly. Everything seemed… Better. Enhanced would be a more accurate word. She nearly crushed a cup that she had gotten a drink in by merely holding it as she would otherwise. However she would normally touch something, she had to be 10x more delicate, and walk 10x more slowly. Everything was, in fact, out of whack. All Kamisori could do was hope that she could get used to the extreme change and still fight. True, she was still a bit nervous.

"Lee will be your opponent." The older of the two males pointed out, stepping back out of the way.

Temari appeared between the two and began explaining the rules. "This match is strictly hand-to-hand combat. No Ninjitsu or Genjutsu, simply Taijutsu. And no weapons. First person to be forced on their back loses. Best two out of three. Kamisori-san, if you win, you will face the next opponent." She said simply.

Kamisori nodded and was about to say something, but, Lee's outburst stopped her. "Don't think that because you're a girl I'll go easy on you!" he exclaimed in a rather full-of-himself voice.

'That's Lee.' The girl thought, sighing. "Don't go easy. And take those weights off your legs. I want everything you got." A smirk formed on the girl's face, her eyes sparkling.

The boy suddenly looked defeated in his own right. The finger that he had previously been pointing at her drooped and his face took on a look somewhere between 'What the hell?' 'And oh my god.' "How did you know?!" he demanded, glaring at her for a moment.

"Does it matter?" Kamisori finally replied, arching an eyebrow.

He didn't answer her. Temari, taking advantage of the silence, called them to the ready. Lee removed his weights and threw them off to the side, a large crater forming where the two strips landed before taking his traditional stance. Kamisori took her own usual stance, and said stance caused Lee, and several others to raise an eyebrow. Her body was stooped only slightly, her right foot was positioned at a ninety-degree angle to her body and her left leg was straight out in front of her body, but her foot itself was facing the same direction as her right foot. Her body position seemed rather strong, her arms giving her most of her balance. To obtain such balance, her left arm stretched out the length of the same leg and her right arm out behind her head with her fingers pointing up. It looked as if you could place a ball on her right wrist, it would roll down her arm, across her shoulders, and straight off the other. Quite an odd stance, but, she seemed to know what she was doing.

"And… Begin." Temari let the starting command out rather quickly before jumping out of the way.

"And now the fight begins. Remember, I will not go easy on you." Lee repeated, determination obvious in his eyes.

"I'm not asking you to." The female pointed out, her smirk remaining. "Let's see what you can do."

Taking that as in invitation to attack, the male was gone. Closing her eyes, she entwined her fingers before murmuring one of her most well-known words. "Kai."

Though she was in a different world, it turns out what worked in the 'real world' worked out too. Well, what was presumed to work in the 'real wrold'. Kai, the 5th Level of Power, was 'the premonition of danger'. For the time being, there was none. Returning her arms to their normal position, her eyes flew open when she finally sensed 'danger.' It came from right in front of her. Lee's hand came straight at her face in a punch, and he froze there, thinking for a second that he had hit her. It, in actuality, she had sank down so that she was all but sitting on her right heel, and tucked her left hand behind her back, and her right hand hit against the side of his wrist.

"Wrong move." She muttered. That was all the warning he got. Her fingers wrapped tightly around his wrist with a near bone-crushing grip so he couldn't get away. He winced slightly, on account that it was the same arm that Gaara had crushed what seemed like so long ago during the Chuunin Exams.

"I know your weaknesses. I know everyone's weaknesses." She added in a rather poisonous tone. It was enough to distract him, for with his eyes wide with wonder, she pulled him down closer to her and brought her knee up into his stomach. Another distraction, because with the next move, she brought her leg around, caught him behind the knee and pushed all her weight against him. When she was about to hit the ground with Lee beneath her, her left hand touched the ground and she used the male's knee, again the same leg that had been crushed, as leverage to throw her body off him. Her effort produced a one-handed cartwheel and the Green Beast on Konoha on his back. And yet Kamisori retained a look of aloofness and obliviousness. Not to mention that she didn't look the least bit tired.

"Okay, that's the end of round one. Kamisori is the winner." Temari said from her perch as Lee got back to his feet.

Kankurou, not being a very polite person, was practically ogling at the girl. Several of the council members were practically doing the same, knowing how skilled Lee was.

"She's not human." The painted shinobi muttered, narrowing his eyes at the girl.

This comment caught the attention of the Kazekage and he began to consider what his brother had said. He'd have to watch her very carefully if that was indeed the case.

"That was very good. But this next round will be mine." The spandex-wearing ninja said, still just as confident.

Nodding, the 'future' kunoichi took her usual stance and Lee took his.

"Begin!" the starting cry echoed and Lee was, once again, gone. But soon he was found, right in front of Kamisori. He unleashed the signature Konoha Whirlwind, giving her only a fraction of a second to twist her body over backwards and plant her hands on the ground before swinging her legs over her body, catching the green blur in the process. She managed to throw him over her body and stand up, but not before he could kick her square in the back, sending her body hard into the stone wall, a large crater forming. She slumped to the ground on one knee, wiping a small line of blood from the corner of her mouth. The way her back bent when his foot hit her was thought to be impossible, and when she stood, Lee let out a soft gasp.

"You shouldn't be able to stand. That should have broken your back." He mumbled, staring at her as if she was a freak of nature.

"That's right… Stare like they all do. That's just what I need." She spat at him, letting out a rather feral growl. "It's innate, after all." She added, a wicked grin suddenly forming. "And that reminds me… I owe you." With that, she was gone. Next thing, she had landed her fist square in Lee's still staring face.

"What the Hell!?" Kankurou let out, jumping to his feet and leaning over the bar to get a better look.

Lee had caught himself and rubbed his cheek gently as he got to his feet. He had obviously struck a nerve with her and squinted his eyes, still trying to understand her. She seemed… angry. Unnaturally angry. This was his chance. She wasn't on guard. Seizing the advantage, he rocketed forward, catching her with the Konoha whirlwind. His foot hit her hard in the stomach, her body hitting the ground and rolling backwards over herself several times before finally stopping, flat on her back. She didn't try to get up for about a minute, in which time Temari had decreed Lee the winner.

Furring his brows, Lee watched her as she got up. She certainly didn't get up like she was hurt physically, but she was indeed hurt emotionally.

'Even here, in a world of NINJA'S, they think I'm a freak.' She fretted, a soft frown forming on her face.

She stood up none the less, hanging her head so that her face was near completely obscured before taking her stance once more. As he stared at her, Lee finally understood her name when he saw her 

eyes glaring out at him. They looked like, well, razors. Swallowing his slight discomfort, he took his stance and stared back at her.

"Final round, Begin!" the blonde kunoichi shouted from her place among the 'judges.'

And so the fight began. This match proved to be the longest. It took several minutes before one made a mistake. One threw a punch from the behind the other, but the punch was dodged and the arm of the 'puncher' was grabbed so that they could be held in place while the leg of the 'punchee' came up beneath the 'puncher' and said person was flipped onto the ground.

"The winner… Is…"

Kamisori let out a sigh. She was seated on the ground, recovering a bit before her next bout. That last move she pulled on Lee was a bit of a strain, because even on normal circumstances it was meant as a paralysis move. When used correctly it could easily break an opponent's back, but, luckily, she softened the blow enough to only leave him with a major, major, backache. When Kankurou approached, she turned away from him, staying in her cross-legged sitting position.

"Hey." He murmured, kneeling down next to her.

She didn't respond, just stared at the ground.

"What's wrong?" he asked, resting a hand on her shoulder in a mild attempt to break through to her.

"Nothing." Kamisori finally answered, finally lifting her head up a little.

"Don't tell me nothing. I'm not stupid." The male pointed out, glaring at her accusingly.

"Could've fooled me." The female muttered, rolling her eyes.

He glared daggered at her for a few seconds before a smile broke on to his face."Man, I can't stay mad of you. That's not fair." He pointed out indignantly, shoving her a little.

"That's a first." She replied, shoving him back.

From there, the shoving began. He'd shoved her, she'd shove him. Back and forth they went until they actually began pushing each other over. Gai was the first to interrupt, practically hitting her in the face when he gave her a thumbs-up. She fell onto her back because he had caught her off guard.

"That was some fine work. Nice job. The power of youth is strong in you." The rather masculine sensei said, placing his hands on his hips. After saying so, he disappeared, leaving Kankurou to haul Kamisori back into a sitting position before she began the 'shove war' again.

Temari interrupted their spree a second time by announcing that Kamisori's next 'challenger' had arrived.

"Wish me luck." The female muttered, getting to her feet, leaving Kankurou with a slight pout because he had lost his shove buddy. He liked her already. Mostly because she didn't hit him upside the head every chance she got. Unlike a certain other kunoichi who happened to share the house with him. He got to his feet before deciding to return to the 'judge's booth'.

"I like her. She's pretty cool." He declared as he took his seat next to his brother, who seemed deep in thought.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?" the painted male asked, shifting his position so he could look at the redhead.

"Just considering what you said before." The way he spoke implied that he didn't want to be questioned further.

Shrugging, Kankurou turned back towards the arena and saw Kamisori loading her pockets with shuriken and kunai. He glanced at his new friend's opponent and frowned seeing a face he hoped that he wouldn't. The girl stood talking to Temari but stopped when the rogue ninja approached.

"So, I finally get to meet you Matsuri-san. I expect you to be good since you trained with Gaara a few years ago." Kamisori said, raising an eyebrow slightly.

Matsuri stared at her for a moment. Who had told her about that?

And upon hearing this, the girl's sensei's eyes widened slightly. He glanced to his older brother, who merely shrugged and shook his head. He then looked to Temari, who also shrugged.

'How did she know that…?' The Kazekage thought to himself. This girl was becoming more puzzling by the minute. She seemed to know what to expect from certain people, and things about them that most people wouldn't know. Heck, she even knew all the council member's names, including his. Only his siblings called him by his name. To everyone else, he was 'Lord Kazekage', or 'Kazekage-sama', something along those lines. She acted like the queen of the world. Therefore, she was a threat. He'd have to see how she did against Matsuri.

"This fight is strictly Ninjutsu. This time you can weapons and you can also use evasive Taijutusu, but no offensive." Temari rambled. Matsuri was glaring at her opponent, while Kamisori had a rather Sasuke-ish appearance. Uncaring, blank, inattentive, the lot. Heck, she even stuck her hands in her pockets. But then a thought hit her.

'Shit! I don't know any Ninjutsu. I mean… I know the hand seals, but, I've never actually done any. Kuso… Hell, I don't even know if I have chakra. How am I supposed to do Ninjutsu without chakra?'

"Get ready." Temari said as the beginning warning. Matsuri took a rather usual stance, and Kamisori took her own. Her body was at a slight angle, one hand down by her hip and the other by her chest with her palm facing out. On both hands, her fingers were curled naturally since she wasn't purposely straightening her fingers out. Her head was still lowered, her eyes glinting with obvious danger. The atmosphere was unsettling, and finally it was shattered when Temari's voice called out, "Begin!"

A/N: Well, that's chapter two. I hope Kamisori-san didn't seem too Mary-Sueish. :( I sometimes get carried away. And I'm not the best at fight scenes. R&R please!