A quick note from the author: I wrote this as a means of getting past my writer's block with my other story.

Disclaimer: The only thing I own is a phone. Naruto is not a phone. Therefore, I do not own Naruto. Enough said.

Chapter 1

Alien in Konoha

Anko absolutely loved dango. Nothing could stop her when she was busy stuffing her face with them.

Anko absolutely hated being interrupted, especially while she was eating dango. So when she was approached by Ibiki, she displayed visible signs of annoyance and frustration.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you on your day off, Anko, but we have captured a new prisoner," said Ibiki. Anko's mouth was completely full, so she wasn't able to respond verbally. Instead, she raised a single eyebrow, asking Ibiki to go on. "I think you'll want to see this. I find it… concerning."

"…Why should I care?" she asked between bites.

Ibiki gave her a knowing glance. "Last time I checked, you still owe me a favor, don't you? Or would you prefer that I tell everyone what I had to do for you last year?"

Anko groaned and swallowed her food. It wasn't a matter of choice, and she knew this. She wasn't done eating her dango, so she decided to take the rest to-go. She stood and followed Ibiki to the prison, where he directed her to a particular cell. The aforementioned prisoner was visible through the one-way window, but something was off.

'He's just a kid!' Anko thought, shock at the sight before her. He had short, black hair and his eyes were closed, preventing them from being seen. He seem to be relaxed, but…

"He seems… excited…" Anko noted. On the prisoner's face was one of the biggest smiles she had ever seen, even bigger than Naruto's smile after receiving the world's biggest bowl of ramen. This was especially strange because of the fact that he probably knew that he had been arrested.

Ibiki said, "He was arrested because he was being a public nuisance, but get this: he's not from Konohagakure." He gave a sigh, and continued. "In fact, he's not from anywhere at all."

Anko's eyes widened. "What are you saying?" she asked, perturbed.

"We checked him and he doesn't have anything that could help determine where he is from. We also sent word to the other villages, and no one recognizes him."

"Did you interrogate him?" the kunoichi asked.

"Of course." Ibiki handed Anko the report of the boy's arrest. "I couldn't get a single word out of him."

Anko looked down at the report and began to read:

Prisoner was caught running around the village happily screaming "Oh my god!" repeatedly. He managed to scare nearly everyone around the village, causing many distress calls. Resisted arrest. Minor crimes.

"This doesn't seem so bad. I mean, besides the fact that we don't know where he's from, he should only be let off with a warning, right?"

"Wrong."

Anko frowned. "What do you mean?"

Ibiki cast a side glance at the purple-haired woman. "Go in there and interrogate him, if you want. You'll see what I mean." He handed her a small slip of paper. Anko took the paper and read it. "Those are the questions I asked him. See if you can get him to talk."

"Why should I interrogate him?" Anko inquired. "Isn't that your specialty? Besides, I'm not a member of the Konoha Torture and Interrogation Force."

"I think you and I both know you could become a member with your eyes closed, sadist."

"What was that?" Anko asked, glaring at Ibiki for his comment.

Ibiki in turn grinned and said, "I remember last year when you came up to me and asked me to—"

"Alright, alright! I get it. I'll go in there." She quietly added "bully" to the end of her statement.

"Then consider the debt erased," Ibiki replied, the smug look on his face not faltering in the slightest.

Anko nodded and began walking to the door, but paused before opening it. After a few seconds of reading the question paper again, she nodded to herself and opened the door. She quickly stepped inside, closing the door behind her.

She looked at the boy's face again. No, he wasn't familiar in the slightest. He certainly wasn't from this village.

"Hey," Anko said aloud. The boy didn't move an inch. He didn't even seem to respond. How irritating. "Kid, listen. We know nothing about you, so if you don't come clean about who you are, we are authorized by the Hokage himself to exile you. So start talking."

Anko watched as the boy opened a single eye and gazed at her. His eyes were bizarre, and she didn't know how to describe them, but they were definitely unsettling. After a few seconds, the intent gaze from the boy softened into a wide smile. Suddenly, the boy jumped out of his seat and ambushed her with a giant hug.

"ANKO-CHAN!" he cried as he tackled the kunoichi to the floor. The next thing he knew, his face was against the wall, held in place by Anko's hand.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!" she yelled at him.

"…totally…worth it…" he muttered to himself, earning a glare from the woman.

In the other room, Ibiki was having trouble keeping himself from laughing. He had no idea something like this would happen, but it was, in his eyes, a favor well spent.

"Who are you?" demanded the woman as she released the boy from her deadly grip on his head. Now free, the boy jumped away from Anko and leaned against the wall opposite her, then let out a long sigh.

"I guess I've had enough fun for today. My name is…" the boy hesitated for a moment, then perked up. "My name is Naruto Uzumaki!"

"No it's not," deadpanned the kunoichi.

"Sasuke Uchiha?"

"Not a chance."

"Shino Aburame."

"No. You know a lot of people's names for someone not from around here."

"Oh, I know! My real name is Anko Mitarashi!" That resulted in a huge thump on his head.

"Quit messing around!"

"Oww…" the boy muttered, rubbing the top of his head in pain. "Okay, okay. My name is…" he hesitated yet again. This time, however, he seemed to be thinking deeply about it. Anko gave him a confused look as the boy stared at the ground, wondering. Suddenly, he started counting on his fingers.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Making sure my new name has the right number of syllables."

Anko facepalmed at the young boy's remark. "Why can't you tell me your real name?"

"I don't know if I can pronounce it anymore."

'Seriously?' thought Anko. "You know what? Let's discuss your name later. What I want to know it where you're from."

"Nope."

Anko frowned. "What is it this time?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you. Unless…" the boy looked at the ground again, his right hand to his chin, simulating deep thought. "Unless… I can prove it to you."

Anko nodded her head slightly. "Okay, let's try that. Tell me exactly where you're from."


One day ago…

"OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD…" screamed a boy running past Ichiraku's Ramen Shop. It was midday. Naruto looked up from his bowl of noodles and leaned back, peering outside through the cloths. He watched in confusion as a boy slightly younger than him whizzed by him at full speed. After a second of contemplation, Naruto came to the conclusion that he didn't care, and that he was still hungry. He leaned forward again and continued to eat his ramen.

Meanwhile, Shikamaru was leaning against a tree, watching the clouds. He could hear the faint sound of shouting and destruction. He initially shrugged it off as a minor commotion until it began to grow louder. He frowned. 'So loud… so troublesome…'

He glanced to his left to see a boy sprinting toward him at full speed, causing him to groan in annoyance. He decided to stay in place, since he didn't recognize the boy and figured he would simply run past him. He closed his eyes and waited for the noise to pass him.

"OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD…" the voice grew louder as seconds passed.

He wasn't expecting, however, the pain in his side from being struck when the boy finally reached him.

He let out a grunt before standing up to confront the boy. He saw that the boy was face down on the ground to his right.

'Wait… did he actually just trip over me?' thought the Nara. A tick mark appeared on his head as the young boy stood, uttering in pain. The boy had to be maybe ten year old, eleven tops. The boy turned to face Shikamaru, and upon seeing the lazy boy's face, the younger boy's own face lit up in recognition.

"Sorry, Shikamaru!" he called out before he turned and took off running again. Shikamaru raised an eyebrow.

'He… recognized me?' The Nara heir decided to dismiss it as an accident, or an illusion, or maybe some kind of genjutsu, anything that would allow him to forget about the whole thing and continue his cloud-watching. He sighed and sat down against the tree, continuing his previous activities.

At the same time, Hinata Hyuuga was wandering the village, looking for Naruto. Although she desperately wanted to find him, she didn't want him to see her. 'If he did…'

Hinata looked bashfully at the ground as her face grew a bright shade of red at the thought of being caught spying on her crush. While she was lost in her thoughts, she somehow failed to notice the young, black-haired boy approaching her at an alarming rate. In fact, she never even noticed the boy until he made a sudden stop in front of her. When she saw his feet in front of hers, she looked up at the person who was standing before her.

That was when she noticed his eyes. They were strange, to say the least. His irises were hard to describe, since they weren't exactly circular. It looked like he had metal spikes attached to his purple irises. Definitely strange.

Then the boy spoke to her. "Is something wrong, Hinata-sama? If you're looking for Naruto-san, I saw him at Ichiraku's." Hinata's face exploded into an even deeper shade of red than before, and she became dizzy. "Gotta go! See you later, Hinata!" cried the boy as he ran away.

'He… he… he knows…' were the last thoughts of the madly blushing Hyuuga before she fell backward, unconscious.

Ten minutes later, the entirety of the Konoha Military Police Force was alerted and on the mysterious boy's tail. The chase lasted for over an hour until the boy finally decided he was done, at which point he happily turned himself over.

"Victory is yours! I submit!"

The shinobi that were chasing him were thoroughly confused by his behavior. In addition to that, it was rather atypical for a boy his age to say that he "submits." Nevertheless, the boy was intercepted and brought to the Konoha Military Police Headquarters.


I believed I was dreaming at first, since the last thing I could remember was going to bed and lying awake, patiently awaiting sleep. This theory was quickly disproved when I stood and marveled at the trees around me. They were simply too realistic for this to have been a dream, though the trees themselves seemed bigger than they should have. There weren't any forests like this back home, so… where was I?

I decided to begin walking to see if I could find any hints on my location. The next hour was spent wandering the forest when I came across a path. Both directions seemed to go nowhere in particular, so I decided to head left. After maybe five minutes of walking, something in one of the trees caught my eye. I approached it to find it was a shuriken.

"That's odd…" I muttered to myself, and then I gasped. What happened to my voice? I used to have a deep, manly voice! Now I sounded like a little kid! What the hell was going on?

I looked around the area to see if there were any more shuriken. Instead, I discovered a kunai lodged into the trunk of a nearby tree. I tried to pull it out, but found it wasn't going to budge easily. I sighed, and decided to keep walking.

Then suddenly, in the distance, I could see a tall wall with an open set of gates. Civilization at last! I began to run to the gate at full speed. Within a few minutes, I stood at the gates. Now that I was here, I recognized where I was.

Somehow, I, a big fan of the Naruto series, had managed to get to Konohagakure.

"Oh my god…" I couldn't keep the words from escaping my lips. I actually woke up in the Naruto universe. My eyes widened as a thought dawned on me.

'What part of the timeline am I in now?'

It seemed the only way I could find out was to explore the city!