Well, i guess i'll start off by saying that it's been awhile. i've been busy with my other story and such and dealing with high school, which is basically the stealer of joy and free time. So yeah, here's the new chapter and as usual, i do not own any of Masashi Kishimoto's ideas and Naruto belongs to him and xxxholic doesn't belong to me either. so please enjoy.

World 2: New Realization

"…Hey, Hana, get up. Hana, get up!" Hana vaguely heard the annoying sound of the cat calling her name. She rolled over and wiggled under the covers like a caterpillar. "I said get up, brat!" With an angry growl, Natori cannonballed into her stomach, knocking the air out of her as she doubled over in pain.

"Gah! What the-!" She gasped as Natori rolled off, leaving her withering. "What was that for you stupid cat?" Hana's eyes raged at him as he sat on the bed, running his paw over his ears. Sunlight was streaming through the window, lighting up the sparsely furnished room of the hotel room they were staying in.

"I'm hungry, so get up. Let's go get something to eat." He replied flatly and she picked herself up, burning with rage.

"And you expect me to get you food after you nearly caused me internal bleeding again?"

"Quit overreacting; you're not dead. Now hurry, up. I'm starving." The cat yawned.

"Why you-!" She grabbed him by the head with a crushing hand, lifting him into the air. "And who gave you the right to boss me around, cat?" Hana asked in a steely voice.

"I'm not a cat! Let me go!" He struggled in her grip and she observed him as she let him drop to the floor. Due to the cat's body mass, he hit head on the floor with a loud, heavy thud that sounded like a textbook being dropped.

"That was a poor choice of words." Hana muttered, rubbing her sore stomach. "Man that hurt. If this is going to become I regular thing I don't think I'll last much longer.

"I see stars now…" Natori moaned from the floor, delirious. Suddenly, a purple jewel appeared on his forehead and an image shot from the jewel onto the back of door of the room.

"What in the world…?" Hana squinted as the image grew clear, revealing the face of Yuko.

"Good morning, Hana!" She greeted cheerfully, wearing a carefree smile on her face that startled Hana.

"Y-Yuko? What are you doing here? How are you talking to me?" Hana rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't dreaming and the image remained. "Is this some kind of magic or something?"

Yuko gave her a strange look and laughed. "In a way it is. Natori is connected to Mokona. That allows me to talk to you. It's like a video chat, if you'd like to think of it that way. Also they act as links so you can send us stuff from other worlds through Natori!" She clapped her hands together as if she had thought of something exciting. "That means that if you find some good alcohol you should send it to me right away!"

She's a drunkard just like Fat-Louie! What have I gotten myself into? Hana thought miserably.

"So, how are you enjoying your traveling experience?" Yuko asked, her tone growing curious.

"It's an experience, I'll say that. The Dimensional portal thing is interesting, but the landing is quite painful. Does this cat have anyway of landing on the ground?"

"Not that I know of."

"Greeaaattt…" Hana sighed. "This is going to be a long mission then…Anyway, you may think this is strange, but, this world, is the exact same as one in a manga I read once."

"It's not strange at all. The world you're in was created because of the manga created in our world. Not only did the creator of the manga create a story full of characters and settings, he unknowingly created a parallel world that resembled his manga." Yuko said calmly, holding her pipe delicately in her hands.

"A parallel world? How?"

"Surely you've heard it somewhere before that for every action there is a reaction. Well, everything you do in our world affects some other world somewhere. Those actions can create, destroy, or do nothing at all. Masashi Kishimoto must have wanted his manga to have a life of its own and in turn those feelings created the world you are in now." Hana stared at her as she struggled to understand in what Yuko was saying. It was a rather easy concept to grasp, but the fact that it was real and redefined her knowledge of the possible and the impossible was what was giving her the hardest time. She knew that it must be real, but her brain refused to believe it. "I can see that you still don't understand it.

"You're right; I don't. No matter how I look at it, it doesn't seem possible. Why is that?"

"That is because humans create their reality. If there is something that they don't comprehend, they simply do not wish to admit that it exists. They close their eyes to what is actually there, making it as if it doesn't exist." Yuko explained, puffing clouds of smoke into the air. "That's why ordinary humans can't see things such as ghost and spirits. They are there, but no one believes that they are there. Am I making and sense?"

"Yeah…I think I understand a little." She replied with a nod.

"I have another question to ask you, have you felt anything strange since you came to that world?"

"Felt anything?" Hana thought hard about the question. "I'm not sure what you mean. Everything here is strange. If you're talking about it, then no I haven't been able to sense it anywhere."

"I see…then you still have much to learn." Yuko mused, sounding like an old teacher.

"What do you mean by that?"

"It's just as I said, you still are new to this and will have much to learn. You don't fully realize the situation you're in and don't have the skills yet that you need to complete your mission."

"And how do I do that?" Hana sounded confused. Skills? I don't have any skills, is that what she's saying? Well…I've never been that athletic or anything and I don't really know anything about fighting…

"I cannot tell you that; you need to figure it out on your own. When you do, there is a blank section in the book I gave you."

"Oh yeah, I just thought that that was there because the book wasn't finished yet." Hana looked over at the thick volume sitting on the nightstand.

"That's because it isn't." Hana's eyes snapped back over to Yuko, raising her eyebrows questioningly.

"It isn't finished? You mean you gave me an incomplete book?"

"No, it has the basic information you need to travel to different worlds, but it

doesn't have everything. Those blank pages are for you to write about your experience in each world. After your time in a world, you'll need to write about it in the book. Cultures, people, positions of power, special abilities, stuff of that nature."

"And why do I need to do that?"

"Because each world is different. The people are different, their sources of power are different. In short, everything is different. It'd be best to record all of that for future reference."

"So it's like a survival guide…?"

"Precisely; the other half of your mission is to finish the book by the time you return here." Yuko smiled and set the pipe down. "Now, let's discuss your payment!" her face grew excited.

"Payment? What payment?" Hana demanded, getting up quickly.

"Your payment for the information I gave you; it's equivalent exchange." Yuko informed her,

"You never told me that!" She cried, pointing an accusing finger at the witch.

"I didn't think I had to. It's only fair. I supplied you with information and you in turn must pay me with something of equal value otherwise the world will fall into chaos." Yuko said sweetly. "How about a nice bottle of saké? That sounds good, doesn't it?"

"Mokona wants some! Mokona wants some!" The black fur ball jumped into the image, perching itself on Yuko's shoulder.

"Saké…" Natori moaned from the floor, still not making any signs of waking up.

"It's settled then. As payment you'll send me some saké. You'd better do it as soon as possible!"

"W-Wait, Yuko!" Hana protested, but the image faded out and the jewel on Natori's forehead vanished. "What in the world have I gotten myself into?" She muttered as her shoulders sagged.

"Oi, Hana, what's going on?" Natori asked groggily as he woke up, looking around the room with half open eyes.

"Nothing…just another troublesome thing that has come up…" Hana sighed and pulled out her duffle bag. Hurriedly, she began to grab her clothes for the day while Natori stretched out on the floor.

"Whatever, it doesn't sound important. Hurry up and get ready, I'm starving. Let's go look for a place to eat with some saké."

"Is that all you think about in that alcohol-flooded brain of yours?" Hana asked flatly, frowning as she entered the bathroom.

"Brat!"

"I wonder what Yuko was talking about when she asked if I sensed anything. What am I supposed to be sensing?" Hana muttered aloud as she slouched in the bench, staring up at the azure sky. In her hand was a half-eaten sandwich that Natori was eyeing. His belly pooched from all the food he had eaten.

"She probably meant to warn you that you should sense when you're food's about to be stolen." The cat grinned as he lunged for the sandwich. Hana raised her hand and Natori tumbled off and landing face first into the ground.

"Nice try, Fat-Louie, but I don't think that's what it was…" Hana tore off a bite and chewed thoughtfully. "Skills…what are the skills here…?"

"Well don't ask me…" the cat grumbled irritably, glaring up at her.

"I wasn't, I was just sorting my thoughts out loud."

"Either way it sounds like you're talking to yourself."

"Go bother someone else; you're ruining my concentration." Hana told him. "This is Masashi Kishimoto's world, centered on ninjas. Ninjas use chakra as the source of their energy…" She closed her eyes and sighed, listening to the sounds of the world around her. Ninjas can use the flow of chakra to create techniques known as jutsus. To be able to use a jutsu, a ninja must be able to control the flow of their chakra and use it. To do that, they must be able to sense the flow of chakra coursing through them…If I remember correctly from the anime, the flow of chakra looked like a flowing river…Flowing and circulating…Hana's forehead furrowed together as she thought hard. Deep inside herself, she could feel something coursing through her. Her eyes snapped open and she gazed down a her hands.

"Huh? What's with that look? You look like you've discovered something." The cart commented.

"What I'm supposed to be sensing…is chakra." Hana said, sensing the energy inside of her now.

"Huh? Chakra? What is that? It's not some kinda food is it?" Natori turned to her, not really interested.

"No, it's the energy ninjas use to use as power. Charka is used in jutsus, the basic of a ninja's skill. I can feel it now, it's inside of me. That's what Yuko was talking when she asked if I sensed anything. But it makes no sense, why would I suddenly be able to sense it until now?"

"Jutsus, huh? Like this one? Sandwich Stealing Jutsu!" Natori hurled himself at her food yet again, but Hana saw him coming and brought her hand down on the top of his head, smacking him out of the air.

"Get your own food, you fat moocher!" Hana snapped and shoved the rest of her sandwich into her mouth.

"That hurt! And don't call me fat!" The cat whined, holding his head.

"Serves you right for trying to steal my food." She brushed off her hands and balled up the sandwich wrapper. "Well now that I can sense chakra, what do I do now? I'm not a ninja so I don't know how to use it. I don't have enough time to sit down and learn about manipulating chakra and weaving signs and stuff like that. Somehow I have to use my charka to complete my mission."

"Oh yeah the mission…" Natori sighed.

"Speaking of which, have you been able to locate it yet?" She turned to him expectantly.

"No…I can't sense it."

Hana let out a heavy sigh. "Man, I was hoping that things might become easier for us. Hopefully you're not too drunk to sense it, right?"

"I'm not drunk!" He protested then added quietly as he reached for the saké bottle, "Yet…" Hana face went deadpan as the cat took a long drink of alcohol.

"I can't believe you…" She leaned back in the bench, having no desire to continue

an argument with a drunken idiot. There was no point. "Now then, what will I do in this world of ninjas?"

"I see, so you're not a ninja. I figured that by how stealthy you were, but I am also surprised by this." Kakashi's voice from above made her jump.

"K-Kakashi?" She exclaimed and she was on her feet, looking up at the man sitting in the tree branch above the bench. The dapple sunlight camouflaged him in the leaves. "How long have you been there?"

"Long enough," he replied and surveyed her with his eye. "So, how about you explain everything clearly to me, starting from the beginning." As soon as she saw the corners of his mouth raise behind his black mask, she knew that she had been caught.

Oh no, I've been found out already! This is bad! What do I do now? Hana thought, her mind racing desperately. Natori lay on his back, giving a drunken hiccup, unaware of anything.

So? How was it? I still need to find out how Hana will find the it but i will figure it out someday. Reviews are always appreciated and if you liked this story then please try reading my other story Night Rider.