A/N: Hey everyone, I am extremely sorry for the long hiatus, there have been numerous issues that have sprung up in my life-mostly my health, I've been in and out of hospital for the last 6 months because I have a nerve-condition called Fibromyalgia (it basically has me in pain 24/7 and I'm always dosed up to the ears on drugs these days to try and control the pain) that there is no cure for. It's not life-threatening but naturally I get down from it often that it got to the point where I couldn't even look at any of my works, so as I'm trying to work myself back into writing again, I figured I should edit my stories which will hopefully give me more inspiration when it comes to updating them :)

WARNINGS: SLIGHT self-insert, SLIGHT crack-fic (so yes, some of the characters may seem a little OOC at times, just go with it) and mild language.

EDITED: 14/03/16 & 14/11/18 & 28/06/19

DISCLAIMER: If I owned it, Akatsuki would rule and everyone else would die.

1: PROLOGUE

Of all the things that could possibly go wrong in my life, this just takes the cake.

It was a normal morning, sleeping in and just chilling, not having to rush anywhere, my mum was out food shopping with my grandparents; my dad was at work and won't be back until late afternoon. I take the opportunity to relax and catch up on some well-deserved R and R.

One moment, I was snuggling under my bed covers, cuddling my old faded pink teddy bear that I had since I was born, sighing happily in contentment and then the next - POOF!

I wake up in a forest.

Talk about weird, naturally, I look about myself in confusion, at this moment, I don't panic since I believe that I'm just dreaming, honestly this is tame in comparison to some more of my more vivid nightmares I've experienced in the past.

And, um, is it me, or does everything look taller?

The forest is gigantic in comparison, the tree branches curving over almost menacingly as if trying to cage me in. This reminds me of the tale of; 'Jack and the Beanstalk', only I can't see any beanstalks anywhere nor can I see any giants. In fact, this looks like your average forest with trees, grass, shrubs and listening carefully, I can hear some birds twittering and bugs croaking in the distance.

Only it is rather dark and judging by how frosty it feels, I imagine it must be an early morning of spring, the mildew on the grass glistens at the tiny rays of the familiar sickly sun poking through the branches and leaves of the trees above.

I shiver, feeling cold, which is such a vast contrast compared to my previous warm and comfy bed; a horrible difference.

Usually, when sleeping or specifically; in my dreams, I can almost will myself awake whenever I wish to, strange, huh? I also apparently purr in my sleep...not that, that will be of any use to anyone.

However, even as I am thinking this, I am willing with all my might to wake up, this forest is damp, dark and cold, I don't like it all that much, perhaps if I wasn't so small...um, good question, why am I small?

I look down at my hands subconsciously...or at least where my hands are supposed to be and find to my horror, fluffy white-blonde paws of what I can only describe as paws of a kitten.

In my fright, I yowl loudly, a noise completely animalistic and foreign to my vocal cords which makes my panic turn into overdrive, not only do I have the paws of a kitten, but I can make sounds like one too!

This is beyond freaky!

I look down at where my chest should be and find just a flat, pale patch of fur, the fur itself covers my entire body and I even have a tail as well!

My head swirls as I try to grasp the horrid down-turn my life has suddenly taken.

I can imagine myself easily enough - and the scene I picture in my head looks quite funny.

There's me sat there in the form of a tiny, fluffy kitten, with wide eyes full of fright and my little body shivering, surrounded in what can only be described as a haunted forest.

Y'know? The kind of haunted forests that Disney conjure up to try and make you feel scared...well, this is eerily similar to one of those, except there is living wildlife here and luckily, there aren't any of those creepy eyes watching me...yet.

Just what in God's name is going on?! Please don't tell me I'm in a Disney film! Anything but that!

I close my eyes and steady my breathing, trying to calm myself down while telling myself that no one is going to jump out and start a loud musical number.

Okay, so if I look at this from a different perspective, this might not be so bad.

Clearly I'm still dreaming, that's right, just dreaming. There's no way humans can turn into animals, that's just a bunch of nonsense!

It only ever happens in films and stories-not real life. Clearly I've been reading waaay too much fanfiction.

Okay, so I'm dreaming of myself as a kitten, now, I just need to figure out where I am and how to get back home as a human. There's no way my mum will allow a cat in the house, let alone a kitten, she hates the furry creatures - especially since they keep crapping in her back garden.

But this is progress; I'm thinking rationally, which means I'm being sensible and logical about the whole situation, this means that I should come up with a solution...

Should being the operative word.

For what feels like an hour, I sit there in the forest, beneath a large oak tree willing myself awake though it isn't working as it usually does. I even try running into the tree and worst of all is I feel the pain that comes along with it. Which logically means I'm not dreaming, but seeming as there is no possibility of a human ever turning into a kitten, I keep trying...gaining no results.

Well…except for maybe some bruising and a headache.

It is beyond frustrating, I feel like crying, I'm so scared and small, anything can easily come along and step on me or even hunt me, like a fox, oh no, please don't let one of them pass by!

I don't think I can outrun one of those like this.

I try to keep quiet, realising that I don't want to attract a predator and become someone's breakfast, yet at the same time, I just want to scream and wail for someone to help me and fix my problem.

Preferably someone with opposable thumbs.

The worst bit is that I don't remember much of anything that can suggest how this happened.

All I can recall is dozing in my bed, the day was normal enough, mum usually locks the doors and windows when she goes out, so there was little worry of someone breaking in and I know for certain that I would've heard it, we have double-glazed windows for Christ's sake! Of course anyone with ears-unless deaf, would hear someone smashing the damn things!

At some point, I feel a little itch behind my ear, it's one of those nagging itches that won't go away unless scratched, at first I try to ignore it, but just by ignoring it, the itchiness seems to become worse. I lift one of my front paws and bend my head low, trying to reach behind there.

Funnily enough, I can't quite get there and end up toppling over on the floor.

During this, with my face planted firmly on the ground, my stomach begins rumbling in hunger, I haven't eaten or drank anything since the evening before...depending if we're talking about the same timeline here, for all I know, I could be in the Jurassic era of the world-which I certainly hope isn't the case...besides, cat's weren't even around at that point.

Ugh, just thinking about food makes my mouth water, I really fancy a chip butty with tomato sauce, mmmm, I can almost taste it!

Looking around I mewl in sadness, clearly there isn't a chip van way out here in the middle of nowhere. That and I have no money.

I sit back on my bottom, my tail flicking a little behind me, I am now trying to decide whether I should move and look for food and shelter, or stay put, maybe someone might come along? What if there is some reasonable explanation as to why I'm here? The latter seems far-fetched, but so does the thought of a human changing into a kitten!

Oh God, why do you have to pick on meeeeee? I've never done anything bad to you!

Except for when I use your name as a curse…but aside from that, I've never done anything bad to you!

A bush rustles behind me startling me out of my thoughts, jumping round to face whatever it is coming my way, my ears automatically flatten against my head and I freeze.

Animals are supposed to be mostly colour-blind, yet I am not, I can see everything in vivid shades of colour, so maybe if it's another animal, it might not see me if I stay very still?

Oh wait, that usually only works on a T-rex, why-oh why was a born with a fascination for dinosaurs? Every other bloody girl played with dolls, but me? I had to be the exception and play with toy dinosaurs.

I really wish I'd read more survival books, it would be handy in a situation like this; however, I don't think they'd write a book on how a cat can survive in the wild-alone as if somehow expecting a cat to read it. Besides, it's not as if I asked for this!

The hedge rustles some more until a figure steps out, make that a tall figure and is that my eyes playing tricks on me or is that an Akatsuki cloak?

It is black and has the signature red clouds on it, it even looks real...trust me, I know this cos I've read the manga and watched the anime of; Naruto. That and the fabric looks very well-made, definite kudos to the designer!

My mouth falls open a little, noticing the zori, the nail varnish painted on the visible toes and the cloak; I can't help but stare in awe and fright. Who is this? And whoever it is, certainly knows how to cosplay!

A/N: Thanks for reading! :)