Through Dimensions...? (On Hold)

Jealousy is never a good thing

***Chapter Six***

Jealousy is never a good thing

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“You weren’t being serious, right?”

I eyed Kakashi nervously as we strolled through one of Konoha’s many busy streets, hoping upon hoping that what he said was just a friendly joke. I mean, surely, surely he wasn’t being serious when he asked us not to have breakfast.

I mean, come on. Breakfast was the most important meal of the day!

“I was being serious, Ashleigh-chan,” Kakashi sighed in his usual bored tone. He was walking in a slumped position, one hand in his pocket, the other holding his book up. His eye never left the page.

I was sorely tempted to trip him up.

“But, how are we supposed to function before the test? We’ll need all the energy we can get, right?” I said, a little pleadingly to my disgust. I couldn’t tell for sure, but I think that Kakashi grinned mischievously under that mask of his.

“You don’t even know what I’ll be testing you on, Ash-chan,” He replied, a hint of barely concealed humour in his tone. I scowled at him.

“Then tell me,” I demanded.

“No.”

I groaned in frustration, and whipped my head forwards. All around me there were villagers, shops, restaurants and little children. It was a lively place, and very homely. I liked it here – it was a nice, warm temperature most of the time – not cold like Edinburgh, and everyone seemed happy all the time.

For some reason, I couldn’t find it within myself to miss home. Sure, I missed my mother and father, and I was still confused on how I ended up in this strange, surreal place – but I was enjoying myself. It was a nice change to the hustle and bustle of everyday life back home.

Of course, I had thought over the possibility that I might be in some kind of coma. I was probably in a hospital bed in America somewhere, trapped in my unmoving, unresponsive body. My family were probably huddled around me, crying and praying that I would wake up.

Or maybe I was dead already.

Ninjas weren’t actually real. This stuff called Chakra didn’t actually exist in the human body, right? This had to be some kind of dream. But then I found myself wondering: if it was a dream, why did it feel so real?

Coma-induced dreams always feel real, idiot, my brain retorted.

I felt like replying, but realised a second later that that would only deem me as mentally delusional. Who replied to their conscience?  Ha. Not me. I was obviously the sanest one here.

Lies. If you were so sane, why would you be dreaming up an alternate reality?

Hey, that was insulting.

I only speak the truth.

Yeah, well, your truth makes no sense.

Yes, yes it does.

Why, you little –

“Ash-chan, are you alright?” Kakashi asked, his one visible eye gazing at me oddly. I realised a moment later that we had been standing outside a clothes shop for a good couple of minutes. I’d been a little bit too lost in my reverie.

I laughed, a bit on the hysterical side. “Yep. I’m just peachy. What are we here for again?”

Kakashi eyed me for a second more, before replying. “We’ve come here to buy you ninja gear. You can’t stay in…that.”