I Got Caught In A Storm... And Now I'm Stuck In Naruto!?!?

Conditions, Bets, And Mini-Wars

Recap: "Hello, Minxie," My reflection said, giggling devilishly. 

"We're going to have so much fun together," She said, tilting her head with a large smile on her face.

And then, I just couldn't help it. I screamed.

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I don't know how, but I ended up on the floor, staring at my creepy reflection with the crimson eyes.

"What the... How are... What are you!?" I exclaimed, backing up into the bed.

"I'm you, silly!" My reflection exclaimed, giggling. Did I mention that she had her body perched at the most inhuman angle ever?

"N-No... No! You're not! Leave me alone!" I cried, covering my face with my hands.

"Scared? How pathetic. Heh... I can't wait to see how Sasuke acts to seeing you look so weak... Really, it's sad. And I promise you, Minxie, I'm never going to leave you alone. This game is far from over," She assured, that deadly purring edge sharp in her voice.

"I say it is! Get out!" I screamed.

"Aww, but I wanted to have fun with you!" She protested, whining in a mocking way.

"Well, I don't! Now get away!" I said, ready to throw something at the window.

"Minxie? Minxie!?" Someone exclaimed. But they didn't matter. No one mattered besides that girl that looked just like me, except with crimson eyes, that was perched on the window sill.

"Get OUT!" I yelled. With a deafening laugh, the girl on the window sill disappeared, promising to come back. Suddenly, arms were wrapped around me, and I was picked up off of the floor.

The next second, I was being cradled in someone's arms, taking shelter from the world in their chest.

"Shh... It's okay..." Sasuke muttered, whispering into my ear.

"No, it's not okay! The window! It's at the window!" I cried, looking away from the window.

"Minxie... Minx! Listen to me, Minxie. There's nothing there," He whispered.

"What? But I... I thought..." I gaped at the window in shock. Indeed, there was nothing there.

The tears fell down my face without warning, and I stared up at him with a bitter, sad smile.

"I found out what scares me more than fires and storms..." I muttered. He looked down at me, his eyes widening a fraction as he waited for the answer.

"What scares you the most?" He asked in a whisper.