Disclaimer: I don't own them, it belongs to Kishimoto-Ojisan.

A/N: Hi guys, It's been a long while. This story had been in my head for quite some time. If you like this, I promise to finish it. About future walker, I'm going to update it too soon.

Hope you enjoy!

The world was full of treachery.

Naru stripped her clothing and left them nearby. She dipped into the water which came up to her stomach in depth. It was cool to the touch, but still comforting, and started to clean herself.

Kyuubi seemed rather embarrassed with her silent, depressed manner. It was kinda funny, to see the great kitsune looking totally weary and helpless.

It was a beautiful night. The 4th Shinobi war took many lives already, devastating much of beautiful natures on earth, but even the war couldn't have an effect on sky.

"Hey kit, I just don't think it's a-."

"Thanks Kyuubi, but I'm done with that."

The fox became silent. Naru stretched herself inside the pond and looked up at the dark sky, her blue depths shimmering with lights from moon and stars.

"… Tobi's my father's student. My own sensei is a pathetic bastard. Now I don't know if I can save Sasuke, when I myself cannot help being cynical at this world."

"You still have me." The fox grumbled. "Remember your other friends, idiot."

"Wow Kyuubi, you're so touching…"

"Silence!"

"Heh-heh." Giggling Naru resumed cleaning her skin and long golden hair. After the ablution, she put up fresh garments onto her and sprawled on the grass. "It feels so good…"

The memories passed as she closed her eyes. Soon she was dreaming, dreaming of the time when she'd been still small and naïve, the time which she had thought she could change the world.

The twisted chains of history could never be broken…

She was so absorbed in her memories that she did not notice her seal glowing until there was an intense pain stuck in her stomach.

"Hey what's the big... Kyuubi?!" She yelped, curling up. "What's going on?"

"I don't know, there seems to be some force pulling us." The fox's voice seemed strangely melancholy, warm and also far away. "Hey kit."

"Wha-What, Kyuubi?"

"Forget me not." Naru tried to open her mouth to respond, to tell her lifetime companion stop the nonsense, but she then felt tired, too tired to accomplish even such a small action…

With a pain of crashing into something hard Naru had finally managed to open her eyes.

The view of something that resembled a rooftop. Soon she felt herself falling. Then she heard painful yelps, one from herself and one from someone…

Under her.

Naru blinked, almost looking stupid as she stared blankly at the face right in front of her. The face was also staring back at her with its mouth gaped.

"Who are you?" 'it' questioned dumbly. That deep voice sent shivers down to her spine. She couldn't breath. She knew that face. She knew it so well. She looked again, closed her eyes, then opened again. But instead of disappearing, he still appeared right in front of her, face just inches away. Only then she realized that she's sitting on the stomach of great Kage.

One, two, three seconds passed and then…

"Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr rg!" She screamed.

"Uwaghh!" The man screamed at her scream, too.

Naru screamed for a good long while before falling backward. Someone yanked her hair from the back, a sharp kunai pointing her neck afterward.

"Who are you?! What have you been doing up there?!"

Naru faced up and screamed again, pointing at the white-haired young man who's grabbing her neck threateningly. "Ni-Nidaime?! You've got to kidding me!"

"Hah?" The man furrowed his eyebrows, looking confused.

Her brain spinning, Naru quickly looked around the place she'd fallen into. The place looked like a conference room, and there're around ten men sitting circled on the floor, staring at her with shocked, suspicious looks.

Naru screamed once again when she recognized a very familiar face among them. "Sa, Sasuke?!"

"What is Sasuke?" The pointed boy blinked naively at her.

Naru blinked back. The boy resembled Sasuke, but there's a certain difference between the two. The shape of eyes, the sharpness of chin…. She then remembered a certain face from her infamous history book. "You, you're Uchiha Izuna!"

The men exchanged glances.

"You know me?" The 'Uchiha Izuna' pointed at himself.

"Of course, I know you!"

"Eh… You know me…" The boy's face suddenly brightened, his cheeks turning pink with a blush… What the fuck?!

"S-Stop the nonsense!" Dozens of voices hollered altogether, and soon Naru was dragged to the middle of the room.

"Who are you, girl? What have you been doing up there?" A guy with a horrible scar on his face demanded.

"Are you a spy? How do you know us, huh?"

"You were trying to attack Hashirama-sama?! How dare you-."

Naru blinked, again, their voices seemingly so far away. What the hell is going on with me?!

Hey Kyuubi, what's going on with me?! I'm screwed, very very screwed!

…

Silent response.

Naru gulped at the silence. She suddenly felt hollow, like something that had had been in her stomach during her lifetime had suddenly gone away. A horror welled up on her face. "Kyuubi..? Are you there?"

"Kyu what?" The strange men demanded again.

"My.. My dear fox! Where are you?!" Naru sprang up, uproar so wildly that the men surrounding her hit the floor comically. She began to run to and fro, clutching her head desperately, shouting: "Hey mongrel! Where are you?! Where are you?!" She buzzed around the whole room so dazzlingly until she hit the wall with a crashing sound. "Awww!"

Awkward silence fell in the strange room then.

Where is he? Naru thought desperately as she stayed sprawled on the cold floor. Kyuubi, Kyuubi, are you not there? Where are you? Come back to me! Was she under a genjutsu?

She felt a hand holding her shoulder, thus stood on her feet. It was the very person whom she'd crushed onto while ago.

"Who are you?" The man questioned, his dark eyes now calm and his voice containing nothing more than a simple curiosity.

Naru gulped. "Se.. Senju Hashirama-"

The man blinked, as naïve as the newborn babe. "You know me?"

"O-Of course I know you! You're the greatest ninja in entire universe, will of fire!"

Hashirama turned to exchange aghast looks with his brother and fellow ninjas. "Will of… what?"

"She's flattering in order to blind our eyes and get away." One of the men commented.

"Is she that stupid?"

"Sometimes stupidity is the best disguise..."

"We should lock her up in dungeon until she confesses..."

"But she's just a young girl! I mean what idiot would..."

Naru felt her head spinning again. Where the hell am I? There were people from ancient history here, their living forms arguing each other and actually touching her! Was it a genjutsu?! And where the hell was Kyuubi? Why wasn't her lifetime companion here to help her at this crazy situation?

Senju Tobirama intervened then, stepping between his brother and the girl. "Tell us who you are. And also what you've been planning."

"Tobirama, She's just a little girl…"

"Quiet, niisan!"

"Ok." Senju Hashirama indeed shut his mouth, a dark gloomy aura swirling around him.

Naru gulped as she shrank back from the fiery red eyes of Tobirama. WhatdoIdowhatdoIdo? Kyuubi, help me!

Tobirama snapped his head towards her and yelled; "Speak!"

Oh man. Naru took a deep breath, closing her eyes. When she opened them again, her large blue eyes were full of tears, giving them a pure-pathetic kitty look. "I... I was just looking for a shelter… I'm so sorry…" Then she burst into feigned tears, the performance which she'd frequently used in her childhood days.

Stunned silence flew long while, and then...

Hashirama yelled at his brother. "Tobirama! You idiot!"

"Poor girl, perhaps she's one of the orphans from war out there!" One of the men commented sympathetically. The others solemnly nodded.

"W-W-Why are you crying?!" The white haired Senju flushed like a tomato, stammering. "I-I'm not gonna hurt you! And if you're innocent, how do you know us?!"

"O...Of course, you're so famous..." Naru made a scared-looking flinch, replying tearfully. "Aren't you all so famous?"

"Ehhh…." Tobirama scratched the back of his head, totally loss of words. Soon he yelped when his brother punched his head. "Aww!"

"My apology, young lady." Hashirama bowed at Naru politely. "But first, can you tell us where you're from and how you've managed to get in here? Which clan are you from?"

"Yeah, tell us who you are. " Uchiha Izuna popped between Hashirama and Tobirama, reminding Naru of Sasuke again.

Tobirama growled at young Uchiha. "Stay away, bastard. It's not your place to intervene-"

"But she said she knows me!"

"Oh yeah? Is that why you're blushing like a shy girl, huh?"

"ENOUGH!" Both froze at the voice of Hashirama yelling at them. Whoa.

If he's the real Uchiha Izuna, where's Uchiha Madara? Blinking in confusion Naru gulped again. She meant to give a fake identity. It was almost instinct to do so.

Uzumaki Naru- It was her name, which held her father, mother, sensei, enemy, friends and perhaps brother-in-mind. But she held nothing to herself in this foreign world. She'd got to make a new identity until she found out what's really going on. So how would she represent herself? Like a kunoichi? Or like a princess? Queen? Yuck.

Or..like a Goddess?

The idea just hit her head when she finally opened her mouth to answer: "My name is Inari*. I'm from Kitsune world, and I'm looking for one of my lost pets."

Kyuubi would be outraged if he knew this. A pet.

*Inari is the name of Fox God in japan.

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