Reborn! Into the Narutoverse!

Prologue: A Day Off.

Disclaimer!

Heather: “I’m singing in the rain. I’m singing in the rain. What a wonderful feeling…”

*city crew truck drives by with Naruto driving it*

Heather: “Huh, wad’ya know, the writing on the side says ‘Heather doesn’t own the Narutoverse or anything in it, including Naruto himself, although she owns the laptop this fan-fic is being written on, and her fave stuffie, Tracker who is watching her write it with a mournful look on his face as well as a fluffy pillow and a bunch of other random stuff and however, doesn’t own herself because she is a person, not an object.’”  *sucks in a ton of air and her head expands to 3 times its normal size* “Gah! What a mouth full!”*Head shrinks back to normal size*

*Naruto continues driving away at 51 km/h*

Naruto: “Believe it!”

Heather: “Hey! No speeding in town! The limit’s 50! Get back here you juvenile delinquent!” *Books it after Naruto while brandishing her fist*

Disclaimer End!

Warning: Boring Prologue! If you don't like to read boring stuff don't bother reading it! Skip to Chapter 1.

Prologue: A Day Off.

“Ya-ahhhh!” I yawned, standing up, stretching first my legs, then my arms, and finally my spine. “ooh, that felt good. Hmmm… I’m hungry.” I opened my door and booked it down the hall and up the stairs, around the corner, through the dining and into the kitchen, sliding epically into the kitchen in my sock feet. I relaxed and looked around. “Hmmm… food…” My lazy demeanor dropped suddenly as I was hit by an epiphany.

 Hey! I just remembered I’m 19 now! Insert sweatdrop here. Heheh, good thing I convinced my dad not to take me out for dinner to a pub last night. My dear brother would’ve freaked if he got left out of my birthday dinner becuse he's underage...yumm, I love the Yakisoba they have at Wasabia, the most epic Japanese sushi café ever! Wait…why am I having an inner monologue…what was I doing again…

“Gurgle, gurgle…”

“Riiight…food would be a good idea right about now…I shouldn’t get distracted so easily.” I walked over to the cereal cupboard and wrenched it open, grabbed out my lovely red box of Cream of Wheat. I plopped it on the counter, fetched a bowl and a spoon and flicked on the kettle. The kettle started to warm up.

Stupid kettle, why does it always take so long to boil?

I measured out 1/8 of a cup Cereal into the bowl and added a handful of dehydrated cranberries. I love it when mom leaves the cranberries out for both of us. I returned the half-empty Ziploc bag to my mom’s spot at the table.

“Burble, burble, click”

“Finally!” I stalked over to the kettle and carefully filled the 1/3 cup with the boiling hot H2O. Heheh, I remember when my former high school Bio, now college English, partner said “only someone like you would continue using H20 when writing water in notes, even after you finished Chem, Physics, and Bio.”Gah! I almost forgot I need to get my breakfast into the microwave before the H20 cools! …Heheh H20…

I rushed over to the microwave and put the bowl in, careful not to spill the contents as it swished around in it. I closed the door and punched in 28 seconds. I turned to the fridge and pulled out my container of Cranberry juice and pulled one of my cups down and was about to pour when the timer went all crazy with its annoying “Beep, beep, beep” noise. After alternating between stirring my breakfast, heating it up, and getting and drinking half of my juice; it was finally done.

Or rather it’s finished getting super-hot so as to force me to wait another 10 minutes just so it can cool down…stupid kinetic energy…making the molecules so loopy…

I checked the time on the oven’s display, so I’d know when it was safe to eat and then proceeded to the main bathroom. I picked up my hair brush and proceeded to undo, brush out and redo my braided hair.

 I love my hair. Insert closed eye smile. It’s sooo long. But why does it get so many knots in it if it was braided before?! Insert irk mark. Stupid real world, not having anime emotions available to us.

I wandered back to the kitchen, and loitered there for a minute. When it finally indicated that my cereal was no longer capable of torching my tongue, I plopped down and ate my breakfast.

~^-^~

As usual, my day off of work was uneventful; I upgraded several of my assassin buddies on Assassins Creed Brotherhood and went for a super long walk in the Beaver Lodge lands Park,

Or as my brother calls it, “a community forest” Pfft. Well, at least the sun is shining, none of that weird “let’s be sunny & rainy, snow a bunch and hail, all on the same day” weather. Weather men suck at their job nowadays…

I arrived home and chugged enough water to keep one of my mom’s indoor plants happy for about two weeks. I spent the next several hours doing a combination of boring chores and gaming with my brother and his friends on Xbox live. After that I partnered up with my mom to cook dinner, forcing my brother to help as well. Later, when I was finally finished eating, I retreated to my room to watch anime on my laptop.

I swear this is the most epic Christmas gift ever! Hmmm…Naruto! Gah! I’ve been re-watching Beyblade so much lately that I’ve neglected yooouu!!! I’m so sorry!! Insert anime crying!

I quickly brought up one of my gajillion tabs and clicked on the Naruto link on the favorites bar.

Hmmm…what one to watch…Heheh I know, I’ll watch the episode where they get put on genin teams, ohhh those boys have no idea how much sasunaru stuff came out of that one kiss…and the one when they were they were stuck together that one time. Mental image of them going over a water fall, the sticky rubber gum stuff catching on the outcropping, and instead of separating them, it flung them back up and the momentum brought them together into a lip lock; sparkly water and a rainbow adorning the scene, and a heart to boot.

With my lovely flashback finished I proceeded to watch the episode. After calming myself from the hysterical laughter at the boys’ immature reactions to the kiss, I finished the episode, as well as a few more that happened to strike my fancy.

~^-^~

“Huh-uhhh” I yawned.  I looked at the time and saw it was past ten. “Well, I guess it’s time to sleep…” I closed my laptop and plugged it in to charge, pulled on my PJs and shut off my light as soon as I was comfy. “Good night, oyasuminasi…”

Next up: Well…this is…Different.

A/N: Hope anyone who is reading this likes it. I also hope it’s not too descriptive; I was trying to capture some of the repetitive and boringness that is life on earth. Constructive criticism (emphasis on the constructive part) is always welcome. Advice on grammar is good too. If you don’t like it at all and want to hate on me, I would like to ask that you don’t say anything and just not read my story; it’s that simple. Vote if you feel like it, and maybe fan (I personally don’t like this new “following” thing, it sounds like people are publicly announcing their desire to stalk others) later when the story gets better. I’m not expecting anyone to fan after just one chapter, especially since it’s a fairly boring prologue. Heck, I’ll consider myself lucky and accomplished if two people even read chapter 1.

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