You woke up to someone lightly shaking your shoulders and you rolled over, groaning.
“[Name]?” a soft, concerned voice pierced the haze of confusion.
You froze, suddenly remembering everything that happened before you suddenly lost consciousness.
How does that guy that looks like Iruka know your name?
You must be losing your mind, you decided. You staggered to your feet, looked around and spotted him right away.
“Uh, hi!” you said brightly, feeling like a complete idiot. “Are you Iruka-sensei?”
The man stared at you, looking confused and troubled by your question. “Of course!” he spluttered, “What kind of a question is that?”
Your eyes widened. “So, how do you know my name?”
Now Iruka looked positively alarmed. “You’re one of my students, why would I not know your name?”
It was your turn to look worried. “One of your students? What do you mean?”
Iruka just stared at you for a long time, his mouth gaping. Finally, he spoke, and his voice was low and urgent. “Is this some kind of a joke, [Name]?”
You nearly exploded with frustration. You were the one who was supposed to ask that question, not him! He was supposed to be a character that lived behind a TV screen and in the harmless, imaginary world of Naruto. You stopped in your tracks. Wait a second – the world of Naruto?! Could it be…?
“Iruka-sensei?” you interrupted, without bothering to answer his question, “I-is this the Naruto world?”
To your amazement, his expression changed into one of amusement. “Naruto’s world? What made you think that?” he began to laugh heartily. “And to think I was worried about you being amnesic! Ah, sometimes I think I worry too much.” he laughed, his features relaxing.
You gaped at him, looking utterly bemused. When he caught sight of the look on your face, the laughter died in his throat. “You’re serious, aren’t you? You really don’t know who I am.”
You didn’t know how to answer that. Did watching Iruka on the TV screen count? You gulped, not wanting to seem like a creepy stalker. You shook your head and his face hardened.
“Do you remember anything at all?” he pressed, “The Academy, your teachers, classmates…”
“Not in the way you mean,” you said, stifling a panicked giggle. Oh my goodness, he’ll really think I’m a stalker. Or a freak. What should I tell him? That in my world, theirs is an anime?! That he’s supposed to be a fictional character?!
Fortunately, Iruka didn’t push you for details. He just nodded and clenched his fists. You sighed in relief.
“Then, how do you know my name?” he asked, looking intently at your face.
“Um…”
Shoot. What should you say now?
If you tell him that you’re not sure, go Chapter 3.
If you tell him the truth, go to Chapter 4.
If you tell him you don’t want to tell him, go to Chapter 5.
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A Kunoichi At Heart
Fanfiction[Naruto CYOA reader-insert] You've wanted to be a ninja ever since you watched Naruto. You had always dreamed that one day you would wind up in the shinobi world. When that fateful day arrives, how will you react? And more importantly, what will you...
