As I opened my eyes, I found myself surrounded by the familiar sights of a desert town. The air was thick with heat, even under the dark expanse of the nighttime sky. My gaze traveled upwards, drawn to the unmistakable shape of a massive white bird soaring through the air. On its back stood a lone figure, his long blonde bangs obscuring one eye, a smirk tugging at his lips.
"Deidara?..." I muttered, my mind sluggish as I tried to process what I was seeing.
But the moment my gaze shifted downward, realization struck like a kunai to the chest.
"Wait, that's Gaara!" I gasped, my heart slamming against my ribs.
He stood atop the Kazekage building, his arms crossed, an imposing figure bathed in the moonlight. His gourd pulsed with chakra-infused sand, a shield ready to strike at any moment. Even from a distance, I could feel the weight of his presence—strong, determined. But there was something else. Something wrong.
The air trembled.
A deafening explosion shattered the night.
"Gaara!" I screamed as a colossal burst of sand erupted into the sky, fragments raining down like a shattered defense.
And then—
Riiiiiing!
I jolted awake, my body drenched in sweat, my breaths coming in short, ragged gasps. My alarm clock blared beside me, its shrill noise dragging me back to reality.
A dream.
No.
A memory.
My head snapped toward the window, and that’s when I saw it—the unmistakable silhouette of a Sand Village messenger bird, Takamaru, perched outside.
Shit.
It happened.
How could I forget?
Panic surged through my veins, drowning out all thoughts except one: I need to move.
Throwing the covers off, I scrambled out of bed, slipping into my usual shinobi attire at a speed that would make even Gai-sensei proud. I didn’t even bother tying my hair properly—just enough to keep it out of my face. There was no time.
Without another second wasted, I bolted out of my home, sprinting toward the Hokage’s office, my mind racing with only one thought—Gaara is in danger.
By the time I reached the office, my lungs burned from exertion, but I didn’t care. I pushed through the doors with force, nearly knocking them off their hinges.
"Tsunade-sama!"
The weight of the situation pressed against my chest, but I forced myself to steady my breath. As my vision adjusted to the room, I realized I wasn’t alone.
Team Kakashi was already there.
Naruto, Sakura, and Kakashi turned toward me, expressions ranging from confusion to mild concern. I barely had time to register their presence before I snapped my attention to the Hokage.
"Tsunade-sama," I gasped, swallowing the lump in my throat. "The Sand Village—Gaara—he’s under attack."
Silence.
For a moment, the only sound in the room was the faint rustling of paper from Tsunade’s desk. Then, she exhaled sharply.
"Takamaru just arrived with a message from the Sand," she said, her voice steady but laced with tension. "The Kazekage has been kidnapped."
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A Strange New Life || Isekai'd Reader To Naruto World
Fanfiction(Y/n) has always loved the Naruto anime but never could have predicted that they would be magically transported into the Naruto world! Armed with her knowledge of the world, can she survive the world of ninja? Note: May contain grammatical mistakes...
