Me again! I'm only updating so fast because I am still really pumped up and excited about this story. :D Wait 'til later. I can promise you updates will become considerably slower, or may even cease to exist (gasp), if the amount of reviews stays this pitiful. Please take the hint!

Lots of thanks to Lavender Queen, who is in possession of the First Reviewer Award. :D ...But so far, also holds the Only Reviewer Award, which is depressing.

On with the story!

Unlike Aiko, Emiko woke up in a less public, but more outrageous manner. To put it simply: she had woken up in someone's bed. A guy's bed. To be honest, Emiko would much prefer waking up in the middle of the road, with the sun blinding her and a crowd around her.

She sat up, and looked around. The guy was probably gothic - the clothes thrown on the floor and the colours in the bedroom (mostly black) practically had 'goth' stamped across it.

The door opened, and a guy walked in, flicking his black hair out of his eyes. He saw her, and his hazel eyes visibly widened.

"What are y-"

Emiko stood up calmly and walked over to him... Before beating him up.

And she walked right out of the house.

People began to stare. Not only was she obviously a newcomer, she was covered in blood. Emiko thanked the stars for cosplaying - people would have stared even more if they found out she was wearing clothes literally from another world.

There was a massive building, and the door had 'Kazekage' on it. With that, she managed to figure out that she was in the Narutoverse, and, from there, decided she was in Suna, outside the Kazekage's office. She attempted to open the door, but two guards stopped her.

"Entry is not permissible unless an appointment had been made."

Emiko sighed. "Fuck you all," she muttered under her breath. She did her 'Princess Puppy-Eyes' pout (Aiko named it). "Please?"

The two guards looked taken-back. They uneasily opened the door, and as they closed it after her, Emiko vaguely heard one say "She's a little kid - she can't cause any harm."

Emiko snorted. 'These people really are dumb,' she thought.

And she walked on.

Eventually, she got to a room where there was actually a person in it. She was about to open it, but decided it that kicking it open would be much easier. She didn't expect the door to actually come off it's hinges. She walked in, and looked down.

"Oops," she said, not sounded the least bit sorry, let alone surprised. She looked up to see a red-head glaring at her angrily.

"Who the fuck are you?" she asked, making herself comfortable on a chair.

"The person who will soon be responsible for your death if you don't get out soon," he replied murderously. Emiko rolled her eyes.

"Cool it."

"Get out."

Emiko looked at him dead in the eye. "No."

Gaara's sand attempted to pick her up and throw her out, but Gaara found that his sand, though it would move, would not touch her, and instead, flinch back. Gaara stared, and Emiko decided to now was a good time to walk out, seeing as he would obviously not give her any information.

-A WEEK LATER-

Her hair was a mess. How was she going to hypnotize anyone with her cuteness if her hair was a mess? Her clothes didn't suffer as much on the last leg of the journey. She had constantly stopped by at houses, and her last visit had supplied her with clothes, and plenty of food. And now... She was standing on a tree just outside the border of Konoha.

"Travelling through a desert," Emiko grumbled. "The things I do for that girl..."

"What girl?"

Emiko spun around, and aimed a kick at whoever was there. The pineapple guy dodged it, and grabbed her leg, to stop her kicking him.

"Troublesome," he complained. Emiko punched him off the branch. She sat down and picked sticks out of her hair, whilst she waited for Pineapple Guy to get back on the branch. She slowly put her hair back to normal, and began to work on the dirt on her clothes. She planned to suck up to him so that he could get her inside Konoha.

Sure enough, he climbed back on the branch, in an attacking stance, but saw her relaxed and obviously not preparing for a fight, so he relaxed too.

"You took your sweet time coming up," she commented, shifting slightly to smile sweetly at his suspicious expression. He sat beside her, after a moment's hesitation. Emiko noticed that he kept his distance, and inwardly sighed. He was going to be a lot of trouble to convince.

"Who are you, anyway? And who was this 'girl' you were talking about?" he demanded, leaning his head back on the trunk of the tree. Emiko hesitated, though her face didn't show it. Knowing Aiko, she might have done something to anger the Konoha civilians.

She decided that she would mention Aiko, and watch his expression carefully to detect any anger.

"My name's Ayame Emiko. And... D'you know Aiko?"

"Yeah. The girl Tadashi-san took in, right?"

Emiko almost breathed out in relief. "She's my friend, but we got separated."

"Oh." There was a pause. "Want me to take you to her?"

Emiko smiled sweetly, and widened her eyes a fraction.

"Yes, please!"

"Well, I need to make sure you're not an enemy."

Emiko inwardly scowled. This was proving to be a lot of trouble.

Emiko lowered her head to hide the smirk that adorned her face. She had passed all the tests, and now they thought she was totally innocent. Cuteness is the best weapon there is.

She took a step outside and breathed in the fresh air. She had just been let out of the interrogation room, and that room really needed windows.

And she ran out to look for Aiko.

Because she was a nice bitch, and therefore cared for her friends.

Don't laugh. It wasn't a joke. She was being serious.

People stared at her as she ran by. She passed Shikamaru, who was cloud-watching, and waved. He lifted his hand lazily. Emiko had gotten quite close to Shikamaru, who was surprisingly nice, despite first impressions. She now felt a little guilty that she had only spoken to him to use him to see Aiko.

She skidded to a halt outside Tadashi's house. She was about to barge in, but she paused, knocked, then kicked the door down. Aiko was standing in the hallway.

"I was going to open the door, you know..." Aiko grumbled, before grinning and glomping Emiko. Emiko stood frozen, refusing to hug her back. Aiko didn't seem too bothered. "I missed chu!" Emiko rolled her eyes, pushed past her, and made herself comfortable on the sofa. 'Tadashi's not here,' she thought.

"Hey!" Aiko said suddenly, "How about we go to see the little kids?"

Emiko privately thought that this was a total waste of time, but didn't have much of a say in it, as Aiko grabbed her by the arm and dragged her out of the house.

And things went downhill from there.

Ah! I love Emiko! She reminds me of my best friend - she looks sweet, but is an anti-social bitch who doesn't know how to compliment someone. :D And I love Aiko too. She's based on my other best friend. And me, partly. :D

I tried to make it longer, I swear! But... It didn't want to go long. I looked at the last chapter as well. It was so LONG when I was writing it, but now I noticed how short it actually was. D:

Next chapter, not only will the Akatsuki come in (hopefully and probably), but also, Antoinette will be introduced, who is purely based on... dun dun DUUUNNN!

Akasaku123!

Please give her a warm round of applause! She's helped me so much... *sniff sniff*

See y'all later!

...Hopefully...

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