For your reading pleasure, here is chapter 5 of Abnormal Disaster :) I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 5, Reaction.

That night when I went to bed, I could really feel my workout with Jiraiya. And it didn't help that Kiba still has his sick sense of humor. He kept tripping me whenever possible and tackled me into the pool as well. I called Anne before I was completely out and talked with her for a few hours. Then I was out like a light.

The next morning both Kiba and Jiraiya were in my kitchen when I woke up. Surprisingly, breakfast was being cooked, and there was orange juice sitting on the counter for me. Savannah was already chowing down. She told me, between mouth fulls, that Mother and Father had gone out, something to do with the club. Busy work. A plate piled with bacon, eggs, french toast, regular toast, hash brown, and home fries was set in front of me. I looked down at it with astonishment.

Jiraiya chuckled and Kiba smirked. "I knew a time when you would gobble that up without a second thought," Kiba said. "Though, you didn't have to watch your figure then."

I threw a slice of toast at him for the comment, laughing when it stuck to his face. Savannah almost choked on her food because she was laughing so hard. "That was a long time ago," I said. "I don't get nearly as much exercise now as I did then."

"Well," Kiba said, his eyes glinting, "we are just going to have to change that, aren't we?" He sounded so confident. All laughter went out of me and I stared down at my food with a frown. I heard him shift his weight. "Finish that up. And there's more where that came from, if you are still hungry." His voice still had the teasing ring, but the confidence was gone.

Do they really think I can just leave? That I can make a decision like that so easily? If I went back... I would never see my family again. I would be going into a war. Death. Hate. Fighting. Everything I dislike now. I would be tossed back into a world of chaos. Yes, I loved it there. I miss it. But am I ready to go back into such a place that is more unstable now than it had been ten years ago? I don't know.

I really don't know.

So I began to eat. And I ate. And ate. And ate. Much to their amusement, I asked for more. Yesterday had really wiped out my energy, and the food is giving me more. Isn't that how it was in their world? When I ran out of energy, I would eat to get more. It seems like the same rule still applies. Though I haven't used any of my power since healing Anne after the accident. I shouldn't be this wiped. But sparring with Jiraiya had somehow wiped me out like I spent the day using all of my powers at the same time.

I am so out of shape, I thought. This is going to suck.

What is going to suck? Not being able to keep up with the others? I don't even know if I'm going back yet! I wanted to slap myself. I had a really strong urge to, but Savannah would take that as another mental thing to tell Mommy and Daddy about. I gave her a slide glance, and when she looked up at Kiba, I snatched her last piece of bacon and shoved it in my mouth. But she caught the movement and looked at me with utter disbelief.

Kiba roared with laughter. "That's the Kira I knew!" I glared at him, wishing I had another toast to throw at him.

Everyday for the next week I spent at the martial arts dojo with either Jiraiya or Kiba. They both helped me slowly get back into shape, toning my muscles by making me lift weights and sparring with them. I became more flexible again, and I made sure to stretch every morning. Anne noticed the change in my physical appearance, which after only one week I never knew would change. But she said the biggest change was in my mood. She said I act as happy as I was before all of that dream stuff happened.

Two more days and I would have to decide. For in two days is when Tsunade will be expecting Kiba and Jiraiya to return home, with or without me.

But I was currently trying to not think about that. I had other things to worry about. Like Kiba and Jiraiya attacking me simultaneously. I had to bend far backwards, to the point where my head almost touched the floor, to avoid both other their blows. I did a back cartwheel and tried to swipe Kiba's feet from under him, which he simply jumped over. Akamaru cheered me on from the sidelines, his barks echoing in the dojo.

Jiraiya swung at me with his staff, barely missing my shoulder as I did a hand spring to get out of the way. I spun my own staff over my head and flipped sideways, hitting his staff hard enough to jar his arm in a way that made his hold on his staff loosen. My next attack sent his staff flying, and I had him under the blunt end of my staff. I gave him a wink and spun on Kiba, hitting him hard upside the head, then he, too, was under the blunt end of my staff.

"Whoa!"

I gasped and spun on my heel, looking over to where Akamaru had been sitting. Now, there were two other figures with him. Savannah and Kaleb. Who both looked astonished. No, beyond astonished. Kaleb looked almost horrified.

I dropped my staff and slid to the floor, and I knew that it was a fluid movement, one I didn't mean to make. Kaleb's eyes narrowed. "Who the hell are you?" he whispered harshly. "You sure aren't my clumsy sister."

It was hard to pull air into my lungs. How can they be here? They shouldn't have seen that. They shouldn't have seen me fighting. Not my brother and sister. But there was a faint relief that Daddy and mother wasn't with them. Everything would have turned to complete hell if they were. I realized he was waiting for an answer.

"Kaleb-" I started, but Jiraiya cut me off.

"She was practicing," he said. His voice was so casual. He stood and dusted off his pants. "She is a very talented young woman, you know. Very special."

Kaleb looked at him with disgust. "My sister hates fighting. She would never learn how, let alone be like- that." The way he said it set my anger flowing.

I stood up and my hands fisted. "Oh yeah? And how would you know! You never cared enough to ask! All you cared about was me being perfect in front of the cameras and in front of Daddy! Maybe I happen to enjoy this, ever think of that?" And to finish it off, I stamped my foot. I almost spun around and slapped Kiba as hard as I could when I heard his snicker.

Savannah took a few steps forward and stopped in front of me. "Kira, if you like to fight, then you should. We are just surprised, that's all." She glanced over at the other two in the room. Then she looked up at me, her brown eyes knowing. "It's okay, big sister. I love you no matter what." She hugged me then, and I hugged her back, in a state of confusion. But she let go and she was off talking with Kiba, blushing here and there.

When I looked back at Kaleb, his jaw was set and he was still glaring at me. Butterflies sprouted in my stomach. I know what I have to say. But how? How do I tell him I'm insane? Better yet, how do I tell him I'm not insane?

"Kaleb," I started, bracing myself. "It was all real." His head jerked back and confusion clouded his eyes a little. "It wasn't a dream," I whispered, trying to get him to understand. "It was real. All of it."

He finally got what I was talking about. He scoffed and shook his head. "You know, maybe they were right. Maybe you are insane." And he started walking off.

My anger got the best of me. "Hold it!" I yelled after him, right on his heels. I grabbed his shoulder and shoved him into a wall, turning him so I could see his hard brown eyes. "How dare you say that to me! You, of all people, know I am not insane!"

"Then why are you bringing it up?" he yelled back. "It's over with, Kira! Don't bring that kind of attention to yourself again." He was about to push me away. But I lifted my hand, and his eyes were glued to it.

"If I'm insane," I whispered dangerously, "then so are you."

Kaleb's eyes reflected the dancing flame on my palm. I closed my hand and it disappeared. "How... How did you...?"

I licked my lips and backed up, still glaring at him. "I told you, it is all real. Everything is real. I have more proof than that." I took his arm and pulled him back into the dojo, pointing at Kiba and Jiraiya. "They are proof. This is proof." I made the flame spark and ignite back on my hand, holding it level with his face. "This is proof." With my other hand I lifted all of the beads of sweat from myself, Jiraiya, and Kiba and rose it to the air with my other hand, swishing it back and forth in a big blob. "What other proof do you need, Kaleb? Do you need me to start creating sculptures out of rock? Do you need me to make it snow in the summer? Because I can. I can do anything."

Savannah was entranced by the floating water blob, her head moving back and forth with it, her eyes wide. "I think she is telling the truth. I believe her," she said. Savannah came up and gently pulled me back. "Why didn't you ever show us before?" she asked, her child likeness completely gone for the moment. I have never seen my little sister act older.

I shrugged. "I knew I'd get that reaction," I said, motioning to Kaleb. "You would never believe me."

"Well, we do." Savannah's eyes moved to our brother. I have never been more proud of her, either. "Big brother, she is our sister. We need to support her. We can't go around calling each other insane. We are family, remember? And family stick together, no matter what." Her hand squeezed mine, and her other reached for his.

Kaleb took her hand and looked at me sadly. He scoffed, then, shaking his head in disapproval. "You'd kick more ass if you went off to war instead of me." I couldn't help but smile.

Jiraiya cleared his throat and shuffled his feet. I glanced over at them. "Savannah, Kaleb, I want to properly introduce you to Jiraiya-sama. He is one of the strongest people in his world. And he's come here searching for me." Jiraiya nodded to them and glanced over at Kiba. "And that is Kiba. He was one of my best friends. Still is," I corrected when he gave me puppy eyes. "And, of course, Akamaru is his dog that goes everywhere with him."

Kaleb frowned as he looked back to me. "So... It's all really real? It was never a dream?"

I smiled at him sadly. I know how much he wants me to be normal. Life would be so much easier. "Yes, it was all real. Never a dream." But I am not normal. I am me. Kira Lorenzo. Kira of Suna. Kira, the ninja who is going to save the world. "And I am going back." Savannah's hand tightened, but then she let go, looking down at her feet.

Kaleb shook his head. "No. No you are not."

This is it. I have made my decision. I will return, and I will save my friends. "Yes. I have to, Kaleb. They need me."

His brown eyes bore into mine. I could feel him trying to read my mind, trying to figure out why I am saying it. Why I want to go back. Surely he remembers what I said about that place. How dangerous it is there. How many people I've killed with my hand alone. He must have no clue why I want to go back. But what do I say to him? I'm going back to save the planet from being destroyed? I could stay here and do that! No. I'm not going back because I want to fight.

I'm going back because they need me.

I'm not needed here. I'm wanted, but not needed. My family will miss me, and I them. I might never see them again... But I am okay with that. If I fail, then I am sorry, I whispered in my head. But I have to try. I can't sit here knowing people will die that don't have to. I can't sit here and do nothing to help. I wish he could understand.

I licked my lips, my mind racing. "Why are you going to war, Kaleb?" I asked suddenly. I found the way to make him understand.

But he only looked puzzled. "To fight for my country."

"To make a difference?" I helped.

"Yeah, so what?" He crossed his arms over his chest, defensiveness setting in. I pulled his hands away from his body and held them tightly in mine.

"That is why I need to go back," I said slowly. "I am the only one who can make a difference."

"But that isn't your country! You don't have to," he pleaded. "Kira, please. Stay home. Stay where I know you are safe."

I smiled at him again, but with slight mockery. "You stay home where I know you are safe. I am not putting myself in anymore danger than you are. I'm probably going to be in less danger than you! They don't have guns. And I have my powers. I will be perfectly safe."

"No to mention," Kiba spoke up, "that I am going to be her guardian. Akamaru and I can smell danger coming for miles."

Guardian? I don't need that. He's just trying to help with the situation. "I have all of my friends there, Brother. There is no need to worry about me."

"What about Mom and Dad?" He asked, taking a different rout. "If I'm killed then you are next in line. You can't leave."

"They have Savannah."

"She's to young!"

"She is a strong girl, and you know that. She knows everything we do."

"She isn't ready."

At this point, my anger was starting to bring itself back. "And you think I am?" I snapped. "I'm not ready for that kind of responsibility! I can barely manage my own club, Kaleb! I can't stand the press breathing down my neck, the bills, the paper work, the fights. I can' stand it at all. Savannah can. She helps me all the time with the paper work, how to settle lawsuits against us, and she makes sure the bills are paid on time. Savannah can run the whole network perfectly fine by herself, Kaleb." Then I added as an after thought, "You aren't going to die! So don't even think about it."

"What happens if you die?" he whispered. "Will you come back? Or will your body be stuck in that world forever?"

My mouth opened by nothing came out. I don't know. When I woke up here my body had never left. And Jiraiya and Kiba said there was a funeral in Suna for me. So my other body had been left there. Better question: What happens when I wake up!

I swallowed before I could answer. "I died once before. In Suna. They," I motioned to the two behind me, "said there was a big funeral and they buried my body. I'm assuming when I die there, I will come back to the body I am in right now."

It was then that Jiraiya interrupted. "I think we should move this conversation to a different place," he whispered so only I could hear. I glanced over to the other side of the room, where kids were starting to file in and take their seats. "My class has just arrived."

I rubbed my forehead hard. "Kaleb, we can talk later. But, right now, I have to go see Anne. Take Savannah home and meet me at my place later tonight, okay? Check the club first." I slipped on my shoes and walked out, not saying goodbye to anyone. I'm so tense I could be mistaken for a cat ready to pounce on a mouse.

– –

Anne was laying on her back giggling as she poked at her bloated stomach on her couch. I walked in and sat down on the chair next to the couch with a sigh. I'm still in the clothes I was in when I worked out. I had been to tired to go all the way home, change, and come back to her place. So I just went right over. Anne turned towards me with a scrunched up face.

"You smell awful."

I rolled my eyes and put my feet up on the coffee table. "Thank you." I leaned back in the chair and closed my eyes, letting out a tired sigh. A slight ache in my left hip was starting to form.

"What have you been doing?" Anne asked. "Did you run five marathons or something?"

I scoffed. "No, but something worse. I was doing martial arts with an old friend." I smiled to myself. Jiraiya really isn't an "old friend" but I think of him that way. He is apart of the world I had once lived in.

Anne's face seemed to swipe clean. Blank. "Who?"

I shrugged, it doesn't really matter, does it? I don't need to tell her any names.

Anne dropped it. "I think I have something that will make you happy!" She jumped off the couch and was whispering in my ear. "I know who the daddy is!" She squealed and clapped her hands like a five year old.

A coldness splashed over me. "What do you mean? Isn't Matt...?"

She shook her head. No. She cheated? Well, I shouldn't be all that surprised. Hadn't she cheated with Issac after the plane crashed? I should have suspected that she would at some point. But to have another mans child while she is married... It could ruin their marriage. It will ruin their marriage.

I clamped my jaw shut. I will not discuss this with her. I quickly changed the subject. "I was thinking of do yoga.. Will you do it with me?" It's not completely a lie. I need to find a way to become more flexible, and tune into my body. It would be a good way to do both at once.

Anne frowned at me. "Um... Ew?" She laughed hard. "No way, sorry, but no. That is nothing I am interested in." She sat back down on the couch and turned on the TV, but it was clear her attention was else where. "Who were you with earlier?" she asked. "Matt said he saw you hanging around this guy with funny tattoo's on his cheeks."

I glanced over at her. She was flipping through the channels trying to find something. But I saw the interest under her cool exterior. I haven't known her my whole life for nothing. "Another old friend I ran into yesterday."

"Anyone I might know?" She found something on TV and left it on that channel for a few seconds, than went back to flipping it every second.

I stretched and stood, trying to get rid of the cramp starting to form in my left leg. Did I pull something? "No, I don't think so." A sharp pain stabbed at my hip. I rubbed at it, willing it to go down. What is wrong with me? Surely this isn't because I'm old? "Want to go out to eat?"

Anne's eyebrows shot up. "With you dressed and smelling like that? No way!"

"Suit yourself." I shrugged and started moving towards the door. "I have to go. But I will call you later."

Anne sighed heavily. "Have fun at the club tonight," she said. I closed the door and headed down to my car.

– –

I sipped my wine slowly as I scanned the crowds in in the club. Its pretty full already, and it isn't even ten o'clock yet. I've caught sight of Kiba and Jiraiya already, but my brother has not arrived yet. Maybe he wont even come. No, I smiled inwardly. He will come. Because he will try to dissuade me from going. There has been two drunken fights already.

And I am ready for bed.

I sipped a bit more of my wine and lounged in my privet little lounge room, with my comfortable red couch and matching chairs. A crystal table in the middle of it all. A bead curtain hides my privet lounge from the rest of the crowd, but I can still see every single person that is in my club. I can also see all of my workers. The screens help. I glanced at the one that showed the front door. Kaleb just walked in.

Good.

I pressed a small red button under the arm of the couch I was sitting on. Two men in uniforms entered my lounge. "Bring me my brother and those two." I motioned to the screen that showed Kiba and Jiraiya, both flirting with girls with overly large breasts. Two of my best dancers.

The men nodded and left, going to collect the men.

It took five minutes for all of them to make their way to the back of the club and up the stairs where my lounge was located. I was looking down on the mass of dancing people when they entered. "That will be all," I said to the men in uniforms. They nodded again and left. "Please, have a seat."

"What is this about?" Jiraiya asked. He sounds grumpy.

I took another sip of wine. "I've been thinking..." Kiba made a scoffing sound with a low chuckle. I ignored him. "And I have a few conditions to leaving with you."

Kaleb shifted uncomfortably. "What does this have to do with me?" he asked angrily.

I glanced over at him. "I want you to put me in the hospital," I said simply. "I will go into a coma state, this I already know. It is what happened last time. Issac had explained it perfectly, if you remember."

Kaleb's jaw had fallen open. Jiraiya and Kiba averted their eyes from me.

I continued. "I have more than enough money in my bank account to pay for all of the care of my body. I will be transferring all of it to your account first thing in the morning. And I want you to tell Mom and Daddy I love them. And... I'm sorry. I'm sorry for leaving you."

Kaleb's face fell into his hands. He didn't say anything.

I looked over at Jiraiya and Kiba next. "I don't want anyone to know of my return," I told them. "I will tell who I want. But only who I want. Tsunade-sama is a must, but that is all. No Council, no Naruto, no no one." I stood then, leaving my glass on the table in front of me. I felt my long dress swish as I stood, then fall neatly over my legs. The high collar and the long sleeves suggest a mourning gown. And that is just what it is. I am mourning my life here.

For I know I will never return to it.

"I will leave the club to Savannah, when she feels comfortable taking over. Until then, it will be under Daddy's rule once more." I walked towards the screen that blocked peoples view of me and pushed it aside. "Ashley," I called down to the bar tender. Every turned to look up at me. "A free round of drinks for everyone! What ever they want, on me."

I turned my back on the loud cheering.

I went to my brother and knelt down in front of him, putting both of my hands on his shoulders. "Brother," I whispered. "I am sorry for leaving you with all of this. I really am." He slowly looked up at me, tears in his eyes. "I will not lie to you. I do not plan on returning." Those tears flowed down his cheek and his jaw twitched. "But I will always love you. You are my big brother. I will never forget you. I know you are taking on such a big burden knowing all of this. And I am sorry to put it on you. But I need to do this."

He nodded slowly. Then I was pulled into a tight hug. "You just watch your back. Never let anyone get behind you." He squeezed me, and I hugged him back tightly. "Don't worry about anything here. I will take care of it all."

My own tears fell.

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