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The morning carried a cold breeze, bringing a nostalgic aroma with it.

His eyes remained closed as he awoke. The sounds of birds chirping filled the silence as the wind rustled his hair.

"I must've left my window open again." He grimaced keeping his eyes shut. Stretching his hand back to grab his covers, he grasp silky strands instead and brought it to his face. He lazily slit an eye open.

Grass and turf met his sight. His eyes widened.

He quickly stood only to be hit by a dizzy spell. Sitting down slowly, he waited until the black dots cleared from his vision.

"What did I do last night?! I'm pretty sure I slept in my bed, so how in the bloody hell did I end up outside?!" Panicking, he quickly looked around and noticed an unfamiliar terrain. His heart raced. Nothing but trees surrounded him. Birds continued to sing as the sun bore down on him. The wind carried the familiar scent of bluebonnets. The wondrous, lively forest suddenly felt imposing. All in all, it was a nightmare.

He still wore his oversized gray sweatpants and a white short-sleeved undershirt. It was marred by the dirt. "At least I'm still wearing the same clothes I put on last night. Darn it, I don't have shoes". He gritted his teeth.

He also lacked a cellphone. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I'm so screwed. How am I going to arrive to work on time? Forget that! How am I going to get home?!" He took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Their is no need to panic." He told himself, "Word will get out when I don't show up for the press conference. Now it's only a matter of time." He stood up and viewed the shadows. Calculating the direction they were moving, he hurriedly headed north.

He will worry later, right now he had to find a way to get in contact with the police. Or anyone who can help him.

It felt like many hours when he finally stumbled upon a dirt road. Raising an eyebrow at the lack of pavement, he chose to head left and hopefully find civilization in this seemingly unending forest. "The forest isn't as bad as I thought. It's actually kind of pleasant. Perhaps I should camp in the near future."

The wind blew as his hair went all over his face. He frowned. "How come I didn't notice that I needed a haircut? By the looks of it, it's way overdue."

Looking at his surroundings, he clenched his fists impatiently. With his current pace, he felt like it will take forever. He needed to find help as soon as possible. Without further ado, he started to jog. He hoped to find someone or something soon.

Surprisingly, his feet didn't feel uncomfortable as he continued barefooted. Moreover, he felt no fatigue. He smirked, "Running on the treadmill regularly sure paid off."

Turning a corner he stumbled to a stop when he noticed a carriage up ahead. He blinked. "Maybe they're not allowed to use vehicles since it's a national park…?"

He hurriedly ran faster to catch up to them. Once he got to hearing range, he called out, "Excuse me!"

The carriage halted as the driver looked back. An elderly man turn to the woman next to him and murmured something. The old lady shook her head as they both turned to face him. Once he got closer he noticed that the man was holding the reins tightly, as if alarmed. Did he do something wrong? Sure, his attire made him look like an alcoholic that had one too many last night, but he didn't appear crazy. At least he hoped he didn't. Maybe they had had a bad experience with an alcoholic before?

"Sorry, I didn't mean to startled you." He apologized. The couple had confusion written all over their faces, as if they were trying to put a puzzle piece together. The couple's attire consisted of old fashioned robes. He believed the woman was wearing something called a kimono but he wasn't entirely sure.

The elderly lady spoke first, "I'm sorry honey, but we can't understand you." Fluent Japanese spewed out of her mouth.

Good thing he dedicated himself to speak various languages. "Ah, forgive me. I thought you spoke English." His accent was perfect as it changed tone; unfortunately, he didn't know the translation of some words. He would just have to make due with what he had.

The old man mouth the foreign word. He smiled warmingly. "Well by the looks of it, you are quite in a predicament, son." The couple stared down at his bared feet.

He scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment. His face flushed. "Indeed, my current circumstances are a little complicated. You wouldn't mind if I...hitched a ride with you?"

The couple relaxed and welcomed the young man to ride on the back of the cart.

They rode on. He sat on a wooden crate as the old lady decided to give him some sandals and a dark green coat. "Here, this will do you well."

"Oh, I wouldn't want to impose on you like that."

"Nonsense, these are just things we would no longer be needing. Now, introductions are in order. My name is Mika Uroko and this is my husband Kyoga. What's your name honey?"

"My name is Luke Viro." He smiled.

"Where are you headed? We may be able to drop you by." The woman kindly offered. He was starting to really like these people. They were very kind and humble.

"I'm headed to California." He frowned when he was met with silence. "Um...it's located in America."

Silence.

He fidgeted, "Where exactly are we?" The couple quickly composed themselves when they were met with a question they knew.

The old man who held the reins decided to answer, "We are at the Land of Fire. We are currently heading to Konoha to trade some goods. You see, we are from a family with a long line of merchants." He smiled broadly. Mika joined him as they explained what they did proudly.

Luke quickly hid his startled expression behind a mask. He didn't want to alert the couple more than he already had.

Right now he was frightened and confused. The couple talked of lands that he had no knowledge of. The names sounded like the places shown in the anime named Naruto. He probably wasn't thinking straight right now. Whatever was going on, he just hoped he could get back home soon.

He would've ask for a cellphone but by the looks of what they carried, he doubted they knew what it was.

Kyoga continued, "So we will be stopping by a town for the night. Don't worry about where to sleep tonight. We can all settle together in an establishment from an old friend of mine. He truly is a kindred man. We will take off early in the morning, so you can decide then to either accompany us or depart." Luke nodded gratefully for his hospitality.

They soon arrived to a small town that looked more like an old fashioned village. Plantations of rice surrounded it. The houses were made of wood instead of stone and cement. The market stood at the middle of town as it buzzed with people.

The sun began to droop.

Luke looked around in amazement as he got off the carriage. Mika walked towards him and held out a small bag. "Here, why don't you go buy yourself some clothes. Don't worry about repaying us back." Luke reluctantly accepted it as he promised himself to pay them back for everything when he got back home.

"Luke," Kyoga called out, "We will be staying at the Udon Inn. It's on the far end of the market, you can't mess it. Ask for me when you get there." Luke thanked them both as he went to explore.

As he walked around, he realized the market was not short on anything. In fact, it needed more space. There were antiques, food, clothing, jewelry, medicine, and much more. Stores and stalls were opened as people filed in everywhere. It kinda reminded him of one of those old fashioned movies of China.

He noticed some people giving him looks. Was it because of the clothing? He strolled in between the people as he saw a clothing stall. The fashion was foreign and peculiar to him. He headed for the young lady behind the stalls, "You don't happen to have pants and shirts?"

The lady looked him over intensely, "Wouldn't you like a yukata instead? This beauty will go lovely with your handsome face." She held out a dark purple yukata as she pursed her lips. Luke quickly declined and walked away. "Where are you going in such a hurry?", she called out.

Luke kept walking until he approached a store that appeared to have what he needed. Entering, a bell rang as the door opened. A tall skinny man came from the back.

"Welcome, the name's Juro, what can I help you find?"

Luke quickly gathered his bearings. "Luke, just some pants and shirts will do, thank you."

Juro eyes glistened, "Shinobi, I suppose."

Luke did a doubletake, "What?"

Juro's frow creased, "I could've sworn….nevermind then. Just normal attire? How many sets?"

Luke bit his lip from blurting out questions. "Just two will do."

Half an hour later, he walked out with four sets because of a discount. Juro must've felt generous today. His clothing consisted of loose black sweatpants and dark colored shirts. He still had significant amount of money in the bag but decided to save it for later.

He looked around and noticed the lack of vehicles and phones. People wore clothing fitted for medieval China. And he has yet to see a plane fly overhead.

He furrowed his brows at his predicament. Waking up in the middle of nowhere with nothing but what he had on when he went to sleep was very concerning. He inhaled deeply as he decided to gather information before taking the best course of action.

He proceeded to head towards the inn and noticed that Kyoga was right. He really couldn't miss it since it was the tallest building in town. Walking in he went to the lady behind the desk. "I'm looking for Kyoga."

The lady looked up and quickly smiled. She proceeded to fix her attire as she stood up. "Uh, yes. He did say someone will come looking for him. He is at room C35. He told me to give you the room next to it, C36." She pulled out the keys from inside the drawer and held it out. "It's located on the third floor to your left. My name's Hitomi by the way. If you need anything, and I mean absolutely anything, please let me know." She leaned forward as her eyes twinkled.

He took the keys and hastily walked up the stairs without looking back. "What's wrong with people these days?"

He passed C35 with a glance and unlocked room C36. Entering, he noticed a futon laying on the floor. "This would be my first time using those."

The room was bare other than a hairdresser tucked in a corner. A door that led to the bathroom was located on his right. He was grateful they had plumbing. He put his stuff down and headed for the bathroom.

The bath tub already consisted of free shampoo and body wash. He couldn't wait to take a shower. Taking off his shirt, he froze when he noticed an odd formation on his lower stomach.

He had a six pack. How hadn't he noticed such a significant difference before? "How is this possible...I know the last time I checked-"

He turned to face the mirror. Time seemed to slow down as he stared with his mouth wide opened. Aizen Sousuke stared back with the same expression. He will never admit that he fainted.

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