Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO

Summary: From the future to the past. How can a girl who relies on computers, cellphones and her handy dandy pack of make-up can survive the cruel twist to her life as she is allowed to go back in forth between ancient Konoha and present Konoha, just to help them from their biggest threat.

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Butterfly

Chapter: one

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(My name is Haruno Sakura, age 17 and a Junior in Konoha High School. Lately my job at school has been nothing more than bizarre little inconsequential chores. My closest friend and rival (to many subjects in school) has been bugging me about my incoming 18th birthday, so obviously instead of laying back and relax, she makes me go in and out of stores in search of the perfect dress. I had also been in charge of looking up necessary lotions, perfumes, cleansers and what not for the both of us. A day at the spa like she liked to refer to it. My friend of course would know everything about it since she spent most of her time locked up inside one, therefore, she knows the ingredients to make the perfect little sushi roll out of me when it comes to natural ingredients.

Like now. The room is quiet which gives the whole Day at the spa the perfect vibe, with the usual humming from her and the wet sounds coming from the sticky weed he was applying around my calves and feet. Her usually curly and wild blonde hair was neatly pulled up in a pony tail, leaving only a few curled strands to frame her pretty face. Her baby blue eyes had that ulterior look to them as she kept her concentration to what she was doing. She was quiet into the whole spa day situation, though had yet to take a breath and enjoy the day herself. My birthday was yet to come (about a week or so) and everyone (my friends) had taken the news way to serious (even if they had celebrated it before) But who took everything far more serious was Ino.)

“You know, if you wanted to leave me immobile you have succeeded” the girl spoke aloud for the first time in about an hour since she had been put under the treatments from her blonde friend. The blue eyed girl looked up in surprise, but didn’t stop from her actions and kept wrapping the sea weed around her friends leg. “besides it’s all wrong, I thought these herbs had to be bigger and with other kind of oils. Right now I seriously look like a wrongly wrapped sushi roll”

Her silent friend let out a muffled laugh before barking into wild laughter, confusing further her sea weed wrapped friend.

“It isn’t too far off from what they do to me at a real spa. Actually Megumi, gave me tips” the blonde admitted with a soft gentle smile. “don’t be such a party pooper Sakura, you know you are quite enjoying your time”

The rosette could only smile (a fake smile) holding back the urge to scratch her nose, but even if she could there would be a good load of sticky weed to her face.

“This certainly is a better way to relax after the conformation you had at school with Kyo’s fan girls”

“That’s just the way we play” Sakura rolled her eyes. There was a few squelching sounds, followed by small pats of Ino’s hands against the semi-wet rag hanging from her hips.

“Yes, Sakura, lets play” Ino broached. Emerald eyes watched with horror how the blonde excused her self to the bathroom to clean herself. In the room, Sakura was very uncomfortable, feeling how the sea weed began to take some kind of secondary effects she didn’t know of. It was probably drying and gave that shrinking feeling against her skin. Then it began to itch, like little fly bites or uncomfortable pokes against her skin that led to having the poor girl move around in her strange cocoon.

“Ino!”

No answer. Only the running water that she had heard for about 5 minutes now. It was only a matter for the blonde to wash her hands quickly, but this was taking longer.

“Ino!”

Again no answer.

‘Did something happen to her?’

“Ino if you don’t come in three seconds I’ll just get up and get rid of this myself”

No answer.

Sakura blinked when not even a loud moan of disapproval was heard, that gave her the initiative to think that something was indeed wrong. Even if the sticky sea weed was beginning to dry against her skin, Sakura opted to get up and check on her friend. She didn’t give much thought about wrapping a towel around her body, however she did slip on her sandals in a hurry. One of each color.

“Ino?” she knocked on the door once out of manner then opened the door, only to find the room empty. The water was still running, now cascading down the marble sink and onto the floor where it formed a small puddle of soapy water. Sakura quickly turned the faucets to stop the water and gave to thought to the water.

Ino’s cellphone was the first she noticed, next to the bathroom’s closet. The door was a tad open which was weird since most of the time she locked it.

“Ino if you’re just playing games at least don’t make a mess of my bathroom!” she opened the door angrily, but couldn’t see anything past her face and into the small closet. Sakura blinked, not even the lights inside the restroom could give her enough light to see insides the closet.
“What in the world?”

(Probably that was the stupidest thing I have ever done, but touching the unknown was what came to my mind. Not even the thought of what the hell was that doing in my bathroom’s closet or how it came to be. Just that I had to lean forward and touch it. Not even Ino came to mind, seeing she was the one suddenly missing.

And so I did, I sunk my hand on the dark matter, finding it to be not only a dense condensation of air, but also that it happened to be sucking me in. The first thing I did was to retract and take a few steps back. But later, I remembered my friend and the possibilities that maybe this dark matter had swallowed her. I had even thought about running out the room and out on the streets screaming for help. But who would help a girl wrapped up in commercial sea weed that was usually used for sushi?

I closed up again, braver if you can say and sunk my whole hand in. Later my other hand, then pushed (since the matter didn’t appear to be sucking me in anymore but repelling me) I closed my eyes and pushed against it until I was sure I was in all the way.

My eyes wouldn’t open, or probably I didn’t want to open them, the only feeling at that moment was that I felt like floating in space.

So light like a feather, yet in the inside so heavy like a bowling ball.

Then, I was falling. That caused my eyes to snap open, but the darkness was still enveloping me and I couldn’t see where I was falling to. But I could feel I was about to touch ground, so out of instinct, my eyes snapped shut and later a new matter swallowed me. It was so unexpected and immediate I didn’t even realized my closed eyes had suddenly changed from a dark ominous look from the inside of my closed eye lids to a lighter darkness that gave me the pin point that I was surrounded by light again.)

“Another one!” there were many gasps around the blind girl. Sakura didn’t want to open her eyes, fearing that maybe she had somewhat falling out in the streets and that there was people ready to make fun of her appearance.

“Sakura!” came Ino’s voice full of worry, but she didn’t feel her hands against her skin like she would normally do (touch her unexpectedly after one of Sakura’s fights against Kyo’s fan girls)

‘Ino?’

“So they are friends!” that was the same voice from before, this time more annoying and loud.

“Well they came out from the same hole, don’t you expect them to know each other, baka?”

“Grr, Teme!”

Slowly, the rosette opened her eyes to the first people she has seen since the darkness.

One of them was a tall tanned man with spiky blonde hair and cerulean eyes. He was glaring and arguing back with another tall man, this one ivory skinned with dark hair, spiked in the back on the most peculiar hairstyle and dark grey eyes that matched with everything he had on him, down to his clothing which was also black. She looked around and found Ino to be looking back at her horror filled, like her, Sakura also wanted to know where the heck they were.

“Wh-what am I doing here?” Sakura exclaimed, looking back only to see a small oval of the dark matter closing in until there was nothing left against the wall.

“Same question as the girl over there. Shouldn’t you know since you came here? And what are you wearing?” the blonde man asked her with an intrigued expression. Sakura glanced down at herself: dry sea weed stuck to her now dry body, a red bikini that exposed more than what she has allowed anyone else to see except her therapist (Ino), a missing sandal and a very dark hue of blush marring her pale face.
“Where am I!?”

“Konoha” the dark haired one answered for her. “and like I told your friend over there, you should dress like the ladies around here instead of running around naked”

To her horror, he smirked. One of those smirks she only sees on those evil fan girls or boys at her school.

“I’m not naked! W-well, not completely but…women in Konoha use similar attires in some occations!”

“Not in the Konoha we live in”

She examined him better, down to the last used wood sandal. He dressed different from the boys she has seen, even his blonde friend. Which guy in Konoha dressed like a geek who’s about to go into some comic book convention, or that his past time is dressing up as samurais or other fighters from Heian period.

Perhaps the next question would be stupid, but it was worth trying to ask it, judging by how they were talking to her. “What…what year is this?”

“What a stupid question. 1610” the man with the dark hair answered, his face now marred with annoyance from her unnecessary interrogation. Although, even as easy as it was, he didn’t expect the effects that it had with both girls.

(I’ve always kept my cool in school. Not even the gravest of news could surprise me, but this was simply too much to take in. Maybe he was joking, but after turning to both sides and looking around to see buildings I had not seen before in my neighborhood, and the face of the guy who had yet to laugh and say ’I’m joking’

I was convinced that, yes indeed, this was not my time. Literally.)

“WHAT!?”

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To be continued…

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This new story is written by my close friend in school (who wants to go by as Maki) and myself. This will be our project right besides the manga we are working on.

She has a thing for InuYasha (so I hope you see a close resemblance to the twist on how they are in ancient Konoha)

Also both of us are kinda dumb XD so if you're asking yourself how the heck a portal opened up in Sakura's bathroom, all I can say is that Maki's is got an answer to that. (she's the brains of the operation this time)

Anyways, read and review pretty please.