Three Fangirls VS. the Naruto World (Naruto Fanfic)

Good News, Bad News, and... Creepy News

(Warning: There are spoilers in this chapter!)

Ari's POV

I groaned really loudly.

My head was pounding, like jackhammers were bouncing around inside my skull. I felt like this once before.

When Violet got me high on Sharpies.

That's a long, boring, slightly homicidal story, so I'm not going to get into it.

I slowly sat up, my hand pressed roughly against my throbbing forehead. What had happened?

The room was dark, so dark I couldn't see an inch in front of my nose. I waved my hand around, possibly in front of my face. Nothing. Nada. Couldn't see shit.

Did Vi or Scarlette turn the lights off? I reached out a hand, but met empty air. My sisters were nowhere to be found.

Ok. I thought back to what was happening before it all turned to black.

Reading totally smexy fanfic...

Seeing Tobi's weird masked face on the screen...

Tobi talking to us like he was real...

Vi presses the weirdly glowing spacebar...

And then me, and I guess Vi and Scar, passing out...

I didn't dream it, did I? Probably not. My dreams always involved me making out with a Naruto character. Usually Kiba. Occasionally a member of the Akatsuki. NOT Tobi; that would make a hipocrite. And Vi woulda killed me. She had a freaky obssession with Tobi. And Rock Lee. And sveral other characters I didn't find the least bit attractive. Vi had weird taste. Scar... she liked Gaara, wouldn't admit it, but she liked him. Oh, and Sasori. Heh. Sasori and Deidera were gay lovers... I could just imagine her smacking me in the back of the head for saying that in front of her. What can I say? She had a thing for redheads.

Except Karin. We all hated her. Bitchy, clingy whore. (Excuse my language... actually, just get used to is. I always liked French)

"Ugh..."

Whoa, who the hell was that? Not Vi or Scar. They didn't sound as zombie-ish in the morning. So who the mystery person groaning a few feet away from me? They sounded like they were complaining without the use of words, probably at the early hour. I didn't know how I knew it was early; maybe I just assumed.

Anyway, needless to say, I crawled towards the source of the noise.

Just as my nose bumped into something hard, like wood, a shaft of light slanted into the room from the window I'd only just noticed. It settled on a bed (which explained why I almost broke my nose), and the figure lying on, curled up in blankets, their face hidden.

The figure turned over onto their other side, and I gasped when I recognized their face. I watched as their eyes flickered under the lids, obviously unhappy that the light was hitting them full in the face. Their eyes blinked open, spotted me, then just as quickly closed again.

Seriously? She was just going to ignore me like that?

Then I smiled, a smile that woulda had Scarlett scolding me. Too devious for my own good, she'd say. With that in mind, I jumped to my feet and fangirl screamed, "WAKE UP TEMARI! MEET YOUR NEW BEST FRIEND!"





Scarlette's POV

I was going to kill Vi.

If the violently demented redhead sitting in front of me didn't get me first.

"Who are you?" he asked in his cold, emotionless voice. He was sitting cross-legged on his bed that obviously hadn't been slept it. It was neat and orderly, and appeared as those it hadn't so much as been napped in. That was most likely the case. His black-rimmed, teal (Ari and Vi said they were sea-foam colored; I disagreed) eyes were narrowed in suspicion. Obviously they held no fear; Gaara had no reason to fear anyone. And a girl, who had just turned fourteen, with scrawny arms and a small frame such as mine, wasn't very intimidating in the first place. I sighed, drew my knees up to my chest, leaning back with my palms pressed to the cold floor.

"My name is Scarlette," I said, fighting to get my heart beat down to a tolerable level. Despite what Ari might tell you, my heartrate sped up because of fear, not teenage attraction. If Ari had been in this situation (though I imagined she was in one similar to this) she would have already "glomped' Gaara, and probably gotten herself killed. I suppose it was luck, or a curse, that allowed the calmest of the Hayes triplets to end up in the room of the most unstable Sand Sibling.

"A foreign name," he said.

"You could say that," I agreed.

I had already figured out that if I wasn't dreaming, then what had happened to thousands of girls and boys in numerous fanfics had happened to me. I was in Naruto. I was anime, in all its glory. You might be surprised to learn that I didn't care whether or not that was true. Of course, suddenly finding myself in the Naruto world was interesting, but I didn't mind my life back in reality.

"What were you doing in here?" Gaara asked. I'd awoken not very long ago, slightly disoriented and with a headache I found to be problematic. He had been awake when I'd suddenly appeared in his room. He'd been up on the roof, I suppose. But as the sun was just rising, he'd slipped back inside to find me lying limply on his floor, out cold. His sand, wrapping slowly around my neck, had caused me to stir. But, to my surprise, he hadn't immediately killed me. Instead, he'd sat cross-legged on his unused bed, and our little Q and A session had begun.

"I honestly have no idea what's going on," I said, making my voice as calm as I could manage with the tension so thick in the air. "Late last night, I, along with my two sisters, passed out. When I woke up, I was here, with no recollection of how I got here. I understand how unconvincing that sounds, and that you might not be inclined to believe me. And I apologize for not being able to give you a better answer at this time. But I most likely know as much as you do about the current situation." I shrugged apologetically while he continued to stare at me, I would guess gauging my worth, threat level, etc...

His sand spilled silently from the gourd-shaped container strapped to his back, snaking through the air in a very threatening gesture, curling around Gaara and partially surrounding me. It was entracing, in all honesty, to be this close to the sparkling sand. And yet I knew just how much blood was soaked into each and every grain. "Aren't you afraid?" Gaara asked.

"Terrified," I answered, without a hint of sarcasm.

"You hide it well."

I realized those words equaled a compliment, in the strange and twisted world of Gaara of the Desert, and I blinked. "I've never really shown fear," I said. "But it isn't because I particularly try to hide it."

I paused, waiting to see if he would say something else. When he remained silent, his sand still snaking around the both of us, I asked, "Are you going to kill me?" I was terrified, yes, but if he wanted to kill me there was nothing that could be done. Why worry over something so ridiculously unavoidable?

"No," was his bland reply. I cocked my head to the side, a little baffled, as his sand instantly slithered back into its container, and he slid to the ground, padding silently to the door. "Your sisters," he said without looking back at me; his hand paused, fingers curled around the door handle. "Are they here?"

I opened my mouth to answer affirmatively, when an all-too-familiar, high-pitched cheer erupted from the room across from this one: "WAKE UP TEMARI! MEET YOUR NEW BEST FRIEND!"

"Ari," I sighed, hanging my head in defeat. "When will you learn?"





Violet's POV

I giggled as the face beside me gaped in shock. His mouth hung open, his eyes wide, one twitching uncontrollably. That only made me giggle more.

He scrambled backwards, falling off the bed with a thud. He scooted backwards, still gaping, eye still twitching. He looked adorable in his kitty pajamas.

"W-who the hell are you?!" he whisper-shouted. I smiled and sat up. "I'm Violet!" I said brightly, waving at him. He tugged at the ends of his unruly brown hair, twitching eye half-closed in frustration. He didn't seem all that happy to see me, but I was so excited, I leapt from the bed and tackle-hugged him.

"Ah! Get off brat!" he cried, trying to pry me off him without a whole lotta success. "No!" I pouted childishly and clung to him tighter. "You're the first person I met since waking up!"

"So?" he demanded, finally managing to untangle my arms from around his neck. He threw me off and jumped to his feet, backing away into the door. I sighed, but went back to smiling in a heartbeat. Kankuro was cute, and even cuter when he was flustered.

I didn't like the Sand Siblings all that much, just Kankuro. Ari loved Temari, and Scarlette was in love with Gaara. Oh she denied it of course, but Ari and I knew! I thought it was cute, even if I thought he looked weird.

"I'm just happy!" I said, giving the freaking-out puppeteer a cute closed eye smile.

"Freaky brats," he muttered, shaking his head and refusing to look at me. "Showing up in my room, in my bed, and just freaking the hell out of me."

"Hey, I didn't mean to end up here!" I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest. "I wanted to meet Tobi-kun!"

"Who the hell is Tobi-kun?!" Kankuro exclaimed. I just giggled.

"Oh that's right. I guess you wouldn't know who he is. I wonder how far into the series we are," I mumbled, low enough that Kankuro wouldn't hear me. I'd already scared him enough; I didn't want to be mean and start predicting the future for him. I'd have to tell him about Gaara dying! And then he'd probably think I was crazy. No, didn't want to do that.

"Why is there a clinically insane brat in my room?!" Kankuro was all but shouting now. It made me wonder if Ari and Scar were there, and if they could hear us.

"Dunno how I got here," I said, still smiling as I got to my feet. "But I'm so excited! I wanna meet Lee!"

"Now who the hell is Lee?"

"Stop ruining my fun!"

"What?!?!"

"WAKE UP TEMARI! MEET YOUR NEW BEST FRIEND!"

"ARI!" I shouted, clapping excitedly. "You're here!" I pushed past Kankuro and threw open the door. I dashed into the hallway, just as my two sisters appeared. Scarlette sighed when she saw me, but managed a smile. Ari stumbled from a room across from the one Scar came out of, an angry-looking blonde girl with four ponytails set around her head like a weird halo (seriously? She slept with her hair like that?) shoving her forward. When Ari saw me and Scar she waved, a huge grin on her face.

"Isn't this awesome guys?!" he shouted, hopping up and down.

"TOTALLY!" I agreed.

Scarlette shot us both a look, then turned back to me, her eyes narrowed to black slits, the flecks of gold totally engulfed. "I'm going to kill you, Vi," she said. "And then I'm going to find Tobi and cut his goddamn head off."

Awwww, Scarlette only threatened me when she was really angry! No fun!