"I hate it when I'm singing a song and someone corrects me... I'm like 'Bitch, what if I was freestyling?'"

-Anonymous

Warning: Be up to date on the manga.

Disclaimer: ... Mia is mine. Naruto is Kishimoto's.

First Beta: featherstofly

Second Beta: Lavendor Queen

Editor: Sansho

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I don't care what people say, when you're being ripped out of your own dimension and thrown into another, it hurts.

Imagine a wood shredder. Now imagine sticking your hand into said wood shredder while it's on. That is how it felt like, only all over my body.

Another thing; when you're falling through dimensions it's a miracle if you don't die. Why? Because it rips you up. The human body is not as durable as some people want to believe—there's a damn good reason Superman only exists in comics.

And it sucks—aside from the pain—because when you finally reach the other world you can end up anywhere.

Tobi was the one who was anchored to me, not the other way around. I ended up quite some height off the ground right above a fucking lake. The stupid black hole dropped me off into the sky above a fucking lake!

I was bleeding. I was hurt. I was scared. I was tired.

I was going to fucking drown!

Naturally, I shrieked all the way down.

When the water greeted me I could feel the burns and stings race across my skin. I thrashed and panicked, unable to tell which way was up or down. Everything was distorted and a ringing sound blasted throughout my head. I thought I was going to die right there and then.

Thankfully, as the last bit of air left me I broke through the surface, gasping and wheezing as I struggled to stay above the water. My eyes slowly focused as my mind slowed down the process of thinking about what had happened. I was staring up at a giant hole in the sky, a mirror image of my bedroom.

Let's rephrase that.

It was a mirror image of what used to be my bedroom.

Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I shivered violently and winced. My ribs hurt and my skin still stung like something fierce. I looked around me, and found to my astonishment my air mattress bed floating a little ways from me with soaking sheets. Various artifacts of my bedroom were scattered along the topside of the lake, and some started to sink below the murky surface.

Shivering again I kicked towards my bed, thanking my back problems for the first time, since it had me choosing an air bed over a regular mattress. As I scrambled on it, I noticed that not all of it was wet, and I was not the only thing on it.

My dry laptop with its charger.

I thanked the Heavens then and there for that small miracle (because let's face it, that was a miracle).

My homework.

Kind of pointless now, but whatever.

My pillow.

It was dry, but I was cold so it was nice to have something not wet to cuddle with.

I pulled my knees up to my chest and hugged them tightly, staring up at the hole in the sky. A fog of disbelief settled over my mind; numbness chilled my body to the bones. The edges of the hole in the sky began to slowly pull inwards towards the center of it, shrinking it in the process.

I could scarcely form coherent thoughts on what the hell just happened. I would accuse myself of dreaming, but my skin prickled with coldness from being wet and sitting out on the middle of a foggy lake. Even the scent of the air was so significantly different than what I was used to it warranted its own thought.

Everything felt too real to simply say it was a nightmare.

Even though I desperately wished for it to have been so.

At the time - and even to my very last day - we didn't know why it happened. We theorized, however, that the more he visited me, the more he broke down the barriers between our worlds. Perhaps, to keep our worlds from crashing into one another, or something akin, a defense mechanism triggered and my world treated me like a virus.

So it cut me loose.

I shivered, cold and pain finally penetrating through my hazy mind and forcing me to pay attention to my body. I looked down at my arms and let out a strangled sob. Cuts marred my skin, hardly leaving any part of me undamaged. My clothes were torn to shreds (and soaking) and the worst part was that a weird green gooey-like substance started crawling onto my legs.

Of course at the time I didn't know what it was, so I tried to push it off me, but I found that my hands went through it like smoke. Fear settled into my stomach, and tears spilled over my eyes. My entire body ached from the traumatic fall into the lake, and the thousands of cuts that dotted my skin. I could scarcely scrounge up the energy to try and push the green thing off me a couple more times before I finally gave up and resigned myself.

Had I known it was chakra, I wouldn't have felt so afraid.

It was certainly an odd thing, though; having chakra cling onto a human. But, you see, in Tobi's world everything had chakra.

I did not have chakra.

I could never build a chakra system, would never have chakra of my own.

It was an anomaly of that world, and that world recognized me as something that did not belong. It was forcing my body to change; to mold and fit into what it knew.

I stayed on that barely floating air mattress for what felt like an eternity. Only when the sun finally began to dip down over the horizon did something occur.

Shivering, bleeding, hurting, throbbing, horrified and mind-blown, I sat on my air mattress bed and stared in silent disbelief as I watched the strange energy grow and cling to every portion of my body. Slowly, so, so slowly the bleeding stopped where the green substance was. Even more slowly did warmth return to my body.

But for nearly an eternity, I stayed perfectly still until the sun had set.

Then they came.

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Falling into the Narutoverse didn't guarantee landing straight into the laps of the Leaf, where they're welcomed with open arms. There's certainly no guarantee one can hop right in and start changing the story. Not even a guarantee for when someone falls in.

I had no way of knowing, then, what I could do.

I didn't even truly understand where I was.

When the sun dipped down, and darkness began to set in, I looked down at my glowing green-ooze covered self with a sense of awe. I lit up like a beacon, and since there was no other light to be found as far as I could see, I was certain anyone passing by would see me.

Maybe even try to help me?

There was absolutely no way I was getting back into the pitch-black water. I couldn't see the shore, and I had no clue what sort of creatures lurked beneath me. I could only hope I was in a relatively safe lake and help would come for me soon.

Letting out a long sigh, I tucked my forehead into my knees and tried not to panic. I sucked in a deep, shaky breath, then let it out slowly. In again it went, then back out. I breathed through my belly, and focused solely on the sound of my breath and the way it moved my bangs and tickled my nose.

There was a gentle tap on my shoulder.

Slowly, I lifted my head up.

To my surprise I found myself staring into the familiar face of Mei Terumī, Godaime Mizukage. Only, she wasn't in her usual attire; she was in the jōnin vest of the Mist Village. Flanking her were two unidentifiable ANBU.

I blinked owlishly up at her.

She smiled gently in response, then held up a card to me. I lifted my glowing green hand and took it with shaky hands.

In rough English it read: Go with them quietly. They will take care of you.

I stared at the letters, incomprehensive before understanding dawned on me.

I was in the Narutoverse.

I was in the Narutoverse.

I wanted to react, to show some sort of recognition and acknowledgement of such, but my brain was stuck on the English letters before me. She handed me the card. She did not say anything. In the Narutoverse they spoke Japanese. There shouldn't be any English.

Yet somehow someone knew English. Somehow that someone found me and--

Stop. Stop. I couldn't think about that; not yet. I felt like my mind would implode, or something akin, if I tried to think too much about too many things. Already I could feel the rising sense of panic inside of me, and I had to concentrate on my breathing again until it settled.

One thing at a time. One thing at a time. One thing at a time.

When I felt confident I wouldn't start hysterically crying, I gave Mei a slow nod. I bundled up my laptop, charger, and pillow, hugging them tightly against my chest and hoping that the green goo wouldn't damage them.

Mei smiled warmly at me before a look of apprehension crossed her face. I wondered what caused such a reaction before I realized she was probably reluctant to touch the green goo on me.

There wasn't anything I could do about that, though, so I shrugged.

After another heartbeat of hesitation her arms swooped behind and underneath me before she lifted me up with ease.

We moved with enough speed I couldn't properly discern our surroundings. Everything zoomed by me, and what felt like only a couple of minutes went by before we reached a village. I saw the village gates, and its tall imposing gray wall, and I wondered who we would be meeting at the gates. Surely the Mist Village had gate guards like the Leaf?

But, no, we did not stop by the gates. Instead, Mei leapt over the walls and no one tried to stop us. She moved with speed and stealth across the rooftops, and had I been in a better state of mind I might have asked her to slow down so I could look around.

It was, after all, the famed village from one of my treasured shows. Naruto was one of my obsessions, along with Bethesda and Bioware, and the fact that I got to see a part of it up close was pretty neat.

Unfortunately I didn't get a chance to marvel. My mind was still slow to process what the hell was going on, so everything went by in a blur.

Perhaps someone stronger than I would have adjusted more quickly. They would have realized what was happening immediately and tried to escape as far away from that lake, no matter what, right? They would have swam through that dark water, knowing that risking the fish below was better to being taken in by ninja.

Me, though?

I literally sat on my air mattress until someone came around and took me away.

Surely, that wasn't a bright idea. I should have put myself together faster than that. I should have gotten away. I should have not willingly gone with Mei, to one of the most blood thirsty villages in all of Narutoverse.

Would I have to contend with the Akatsuki?

Where would I live?

Would I ever be safe again?

In all the stories I had read of something similar happening, the protagonist was a strong individual who adjusted to the world with their quick wit and managed to win over the hearts of the main characters soon enough. They understood they were in danger, and adapted with ease.

They were strong.

I was not.

I was a simple girl who lived a relatively simple life. I went to school, helped out around the house and enjoyed my quiet life in the countryside. I never trained in combat, was never able to coerce and persuade others to assist me more than any other girl.

I was entirely, 100 percent, average.

I was a horrible fit for the Narutoverse.

We moved quietly through the rooftops of Kirigakure, not even pausing, and finally entered a large, eye-catching building that I absently acknowledged to be the Mizukage building. Down the halls we flew, up the stairs and into an office.

Without saying a single word to me Mei sat me on a smooth gray couch in the office. She then spoke a handful of quick words with a familiar boy-man, Yagura. Yagura, the current Mizukage and the one who Tobi had used his Sharingan on to have complete control over.

Yagura, Tobi's puppet.

Yagura spoke in a quiet voice, dismissing the trio. All three of them left the room.

Yagura didn't look at me. Instead he went to his chair before his desk, sat down and slumped forward, unconscious.

I stared at him.

"Mia."

The voice. The familiar, oh so sweet and warm voice. I knew that voice like the back of my hand. That beautiful voice.

My head whirled around and I stared at the even more familiar outline of Tobi.

And only then did I fully realize where I was and what had happened.

Oh. My. God.

Tobi—the Tobi I had come to know and love was Tobi the antagonist of Naruto. Oh my God. Oh my God. OhmiGod. No wonder he had been so interested in Naruto—I would have been telling him the future! And oh my God this was Tobi, the actual Tobi, I mean Obito, I mean Tobi, I mean—

That's how they knew English. I had always heard Tobi speak English. How he knew it, I wasn't sure, that was something I would have to ask but of course he knew it. And he found me—the hole in the sky—it must have been visible from the Village hidden in the Mist. Yagura must have seen it and somehow informed Tobi. So this was when Tobi still had control over Yagura then? This was before the rebellion?

I stared at Obito, all these thoughts and realizations running through my head before utter and complete relief followed.

I wasn't alone. I had a friend. Oh, thank God.

I stood up from the couch, staring at Tobi, and felt my eyes burn as they started to water.

Oh God, I shouldn't cry. I shouldn't. I shouldn't. It was weak, it was wrong, but ohthankGodIwasn'talone.

Obito strode across the room quickly before engulfing me in a stiff, if comforting hug. I hugged him back like he was my only life line. My body trembled under the weight of my silent sobs.

"Mia," Tobi inquired, his tone almost gentle. "What are you doing here?"

"I don't know," I whispered. "I was in my room, finishing up homework and the next thing I know I'm here. I-I don't know how or why—"

Tobi stroked my back, pushing me further into him in the process. His arm around my waist was tight, and I took no small amount of comfort in that. "There, now. I'm sorry you had to go through that."

I only nodded, not trusting my voice at the moment.

What was I going to do now? What could I do? Like any Naruto fan I dreamed about changing the story to fit my image but never—never did I imagine would it be possible, nor that it would present the opportunity like—like this.

For a moment sheer hopelessness came over me, and I had to bite my lip to hold back the tears and sobs I so desperately longed to release.

Could I change the story?

Did I want to?

Of course I did. Tobi was the bad guy in the story, but damn it, he was my friend, too. He was the only person I had in this world and I wanted to help him. But I wanted to help Naruto as well. Naruto was a good person and he didn't deserve so many of those horrible things either.

What was I going to do?

Plans... Plans. I had to have plans...

Think Mia, think...

And then it came to me.

An epiphany of sorts. The plan, all jumbled and mumbled up, yet I could see the surface. I could see how it would work.

The basics, just the basics. But... but...

I tilted my head, staring at Tobi with wide eyes. He would be the key to the plan. His cooperation.

"Mia?" Tobi inquired at seeing my focused gaze.

But could I trust him? This was the Tobi I had always thought of as my best friend, the closest one to me. I had trusted him with everything near and dear to me but I could not allow myself to forget that this was still Tobi. He could and very well might kill me for my information. He knew I had it. He knew it would be advantageous for him to have it.

What was stopping him already?

Did he perhaps value me as a friend as much as I had valued him?

No, no. I couldn't think like that. That was dangerous thinking. This was a precarious and horrifying world where children learned to kill without falter or hesitation. Could he be hoping to manipulate me? That seemed possible.

Even if that was true though, I didn't want it to be. He was still... I still thought of him as...

But Tobi...

What could I do? How could I do this? I couldn't succeed with my plans without the cooperation of the Akatsuki and of him. How could I get him to go along with it? How could I manipulate him?

"Mia," Tobi said again, this time more firmly.

I blinked owlishly at him.

"I know this may seem rushed to you, but we need to do something about your chakra."

I continued to stare at him, waiting for him to continue. Seeing my silence, he elaborated. "What you have attached to you is something called nature chakra. For whatever reason, it has decided to cling to you. We can discern the reasons for it later, but we need to find a way for you to control it enough so it won't be a danger to you. I can't have you dying on me too soon, now can I? It's not even a flesh wound."

My lips quirked into a smile at the Monty Python reference. One of our favorite shared movies.

"Do you know about nature chakra?" Tobi inquired.

I gave a slow nod. "I know the dangers. Is this stuff really nature chakra? Why is it clinging to me?"

Tobi hesitated. "I'm not sure. You don't have any chakra. Perhaps... Perhaps your body is like a vacuum. In this world everyone has chakra and when you're body came here it was forced to undergo a change of sorts. But it doesn't have chakra and chakra networks don't develop overnight. Perhaps it's trying to suck in chakra to fill the void?"

"That's a sound theory," I whispered. "But if I'm trying to suck in nature chakra... I can't do that. The risk in using nature chakra is too great."

"Exactly. We need to find someone who can train you to maintain enough control over it so that you won't be a danger to yourself."

"The only person that comes to mind is Jiraiya," I said quietly.

Tobi fell into silence, contemplating this information.

"I would have to be allies with Konoha," I murmured. "I would have to be pretty high ranked too for the Hokage to pull strings and make him teach me. Or I could trick him? I wouldn't know how though. Is Minato still alive?"

"No."

"Then he'll be traveling. I don't know how to get him to train me."

"I have an idea. I will need to think about this though. In the meantime, let's see if we can get you out of those wet clothes and into a warm bath, ne?"

"Mm, hai."

Could I trust Tobi?

I closed my eyes, breathing out slowly.

"Mia," Tobi prodded again at noticing how I was drifting off again. "Are you okay?"

What a funny question. Was I okay? What defined 'okay', anyway? I was kicked out of my own world, away from my family and friends and dream school. Everything that I had once so lovingly depended upon—gone, in a blink of an eye. And I couldn't blame anyone. Not really. If anyone could be blamed, it could be myself. I should have noticed the signs a-and done something, anything. But yet I...

"I don't know," I managed. "I can't... I can't really seem to think very straight at the moment."

"I can see that," Tobi replied. "You're more of a scatter-brain than usual."

"If I was such a scatter-brain before, how did I kick your ass in nearly every game we played together?" I muttered.

Tobi sniffed pointedly. "Luck, obviously."

My lips twitched at his dramatized answer but a full smile couldn't form across my face. He must have noticed because he placed his hand atop my head, patting me. We lapsed into silence.

"Are... Are you okay?" I asked quietly.

"I actually thought you were just a part of my subconscious, you know," Tobi said, a thoughtful tone in his voice. "Even when I could feel you and the objects in your world, I only assumed my mind was messing with me. I thought you were created by my subconscious to help me... cope. When you first mentioned Naruto, I wasn't sure what to think. I was doubtful, actually. I suppose part of me still is. Even still, I never truly considered for a moment you were real. Now all of a sudden, here you are."

"Here I am," I echoed. "That didn't answer my question though."

"I am... conflicted," Tobi finally admitted. "I don't know whether I should be feeling pleased that someone I consider a close friend is in fact an actual person and is here with me, or a little embarrassed with all I had divulged to you."

I looked up at that, scowling ever so slightly. "I thought I was your best friend. Did that change?"

"No," Tobi said, frowning at me. "That did not change."

"So why should you feel embarrassed? You know all of my nasty secrets."

"I see your point. But I didn't actually think you were real."

"Wow. That definitely makes me feel better."

"I'll give you chocolate if we drop this subject now."

"I was ripped from my own home, brought into a whole other world, and someone I considered as my best friend didn't even think I was real, and you think you can manipulate me with chocolate right now?"

"Yes."

"...I want milk chocolate ice-cream with chocolate chunks, a dark chocolate bar, a white chocolate bar, and some hot coco."

"Consider it done."

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Answer: ... Depends on where, when, and how. If I was dropped off in Madara / Hashirama's timeline I would definitely try and kidnap Madara because he was absolutely cute as a kid and turned into a complete hottie when he was older. If I was in Minato-still-alive timeline I would probably want to try and become a Seal-Master and beg Jiraiya to train me in that art, then probably try and beg Minato to let me be Naruto's godmother. If I was in Naruto's timeline (cannon), I would definitely beg Jiraiya to train me to be a Seal-Master and bribe him with information. And probably try and adopt Naruto. Yep.

Question: What would you miss the most in this world if you were to just fall into the Narutoverse? No more than three things / groups of people (i.e, family counts as one).

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