I have a theory.

That if something that was once fiction gains enough of a following, it has a chance to become a new reality.

"Kind of like in Percy Jackson. You know, how they explain the Gods' presence as being powered by their followers? That if a lot of people believe in and worship in, they get stronger, but fade if they're forgotten."

"Thank you, Lexi, for interrupting me. But yah, exactly like that."

"Sorry. First thing that popped into my head. Continue."

Anyways, back to the theory: this can't happen in any sort of format, though there are specific requirements for another reality or universe to be created. For this to happen the creator of a work of fiction must create a scenario for one of his or her characters to somehow find their way to our universe.

"Wait, uh, wouldn't the dimension have to exist before the character can poke back into our world? … I still don't really get your theory."

"As I said before there are specific 'requirements' plural so shuosh."

"Sorry."

The next requirement is not so much a prerequisite as an inter-dimensional law of space-time because space-time is weird in the way that it has no point of origin if it will exist at any point that 'space' will already exist. The thing is that all space is in sync, but is separated by dimensional boundaries so that the different physics in different dimensions do not interfere with each other. Time, however, is … it has many … layers, and different dimensions' 'timelines' almost never sync together, but when they do, that's when inter-dimensional boundaries blur and become breakable.

"Are you even reading what you're writing? We've probably lost whoever's reading this… Keep in mind that all of Lily's theories are completely hypothetical. She likes things to make sense."

"She can get rather jittery if they don't."

"…"

"… Shane's right. And you do go pretty far to explain the unexplainable."

"IT'S ONE OF MY SPECIAL TALENTS!"

"Okay, okay. Jeesh. You know this would be a lot easier if you just accepted that we're in the Naruto world and been done with it. You still have panic attacks and we've been here for like-"

"Shut up, Lexi! ... Don't tell them that!"

"We're writing everything down! They're going to know anyways!"

"Not that it isn't fun watching you two bicker about Lily's mental health, but I really think we should just get to the point now."

"What is the point, anyway? I mean like where do we start? Before the con? In the car? I mean, we're sort of writing this like a fic, right? It might be really sudden if we just-"

"Lexi, before the con was just us arguing with your parents about whether or not you could go. That would make us seem even more mary-sue. We should start with my poor car. Rest its vehicular soul in peace…"

"That's like an hour long drive though, Lily. Before or after the whole… hitting the 'not-cosplayer' thing?"

"Just before it."

"Don't I have that written in one of these…?"

…

"I still can't believe that I'm finally going to Megacon!" Lexi squealed, practically vibrating from sheer excitement. For the hundredth time she opened the plastic bag at her feet to make sure all the pieces of her Shippuden Neji Hyuuga cosplay were still there, pawing through the once carefully folded costume clothes.

"I know, right! Though, I was pretty surprised that your dad and your stepmom are letting you go without an 'adult.'" Lily said, the word 'adult' tinged with sarcasm, using one hand to make air quotation marks whilst keeping the other hand on the wheel. Although she'd probably meant it like a joke, her lips curled down with contempt.

"What I don't understand is why they're letting you drive us there," Shane remarked idly from the backseat of the Honda Accord. Lexi couldn't see his face; she was still underneath the glove department, but she assumed he was wearing an amused smirk. At her left, Lily instantly bristled.

"Screw you, Shane! I'm a great driver! I'm just-… a newer driver!" Lily snapped out as she turned slightly to berate her friend, glaring at him briefly. They swerved slightly, but Lexi knew there was no one else on the road at this time of day, so she wasn't too concerned. "I-"

Lexi glanced up from her bag, satisfied she hadn't lost anything in the last ten minutes, and pulled her head out back over the dash just in time to see the bright orange face of- someonerightinfrontofthecarahhhhh!

"Lily look out!"she screamed from the passenger seat as she flung her hands up, pointing towards the road and the man less than half a foot away from them.

Lily slammed her foot on the brakes hard without looking, causing the car to lurch forward violently. Lexi jerked, and she could hear the car horn blare as Lily was thrown into it. Whatever it was Lily had seen hit the car anyway despite the brake with a dull thud that shook the entire car.

After the small car finally skidded to a complete stop and quit making roadkill sounds, they all looked at each other with wide eyes for a few thudding heartbeats before Lily turned her head back to the road very slowly, wincing. "Holy fuck did I just kill something?!"

"I swear to God there was a person! You just hit a person! There was a person on the road and you hit him!" Lexi cried, craning her neck to try and see over the front of the car. She couldn't see anything over the hood of the car, which was really bad, because that meant that whoever or whatever they'd hit was underneath it.

"Okay, okay, calm down," Lily said a little too loudly. "We're not sure if it's- uh, he… maybe she- isn't dead yet. Oh Lord."

"You just hit someone with your car going seventy miles an hour." Shane said dryly. "I'm pretty sure they at least need an ambulance."

"Okay, everybody out of the car! Let's go help with this son of a bitch."

"Lily! You hit him!" Lexi was already wrenching the passenger side door open. "God, I hope we didn't just break your car and kill someone!" Her face paled as when she noticed a hand underneath where she was about to put her foot. "Ohmygod, are you okay?!"

All three teens scrambled out of the car. Lexi grabbed her purple drawstring bag with her tablet and writing journals inside. Lily did the same, reaching behind the seat for her red old school backpack she'd emptied of school supplies in favor of Megacon-supplies. It wasn't like she needed her school supplies anyway- she was eighteen. Shane took nothing, not that he'd brought anything aside from his cosplay...

It was just past noon, and the Florida sun beat down on their shoulders as they slammed the car doors shut, making the pavement glitter. All around them was stretches of empty road- it really was strange that the intersection was nearly empty, but it almost always was, which was why they'd taken this road in the first place to avoid the traffic.

What had this guy been doing out here, anyway? Had he been walking down the interstate on foot? Was he homeless? Had his car broken down and he'd been flagging for help, and they'd all just been too preoccupied to see him? But Lily had only looked away for a second on a long road; wouldn't she have seen him way before hitting him?

"I told you," Shane said in a deadpan voice, nudging the 'body' with his foot. Whoever it was was lying facedown on the pavement, halfway underneath the metallic green Honda. His hair was black, sticking up slightly in the back where an elastic looking black band stuck tight against his scalp.

Okay, so she hadn't been completely crazy. His face was orange- or at least his mask was. She recognized it instantly- Tobito's orange swirl mask. He was wearing an Akatsuki cloak as well, from what she could see, one of his shoulders swirled with a red cloud. He was wearing long black sleeves.

They weren't really all that far from Megacon. It was another cosplayer. Had to be.

He was on the other side of the tire, Lexi realized, feeling panic spark. Which meant they had completely utterly entirely actually run him over! She covered her mouth with her hands, trying not to freak out. Was he dead? Crippled? Had they paralyzed him? He wasn't moving at all. Oh god, he was probably-

Suddenly the person's hand shot out, grabbing Shane's ankle hard.

"Gah!" Shane garbled in a brief bout of shock, trying to pull away just as Lily came around the side of the car. She sighed in obvious relief, inspecting the nearly-dead-looking-Tobito-cosplayer.

"Thank God you're not dead. I was not gonna have that on my record…" Lily frowned. "I still hit you, though… oh well. Still better than being dead."

"Jutsu wa dono yōna koreha?" the man demanded, lifting his head. He sounded bewildered but at the same time intentionally lowered his voice, like he was trying to sound intimidating. Lexi would bet that underneath his mask, his eyes were probably narrowed. "Kimi was daredai?!"

"He said jutsu?" Lexi said. "Uh…"

To her complete surprise, Shane asked, "Anata wa eigo o hanasemasu ka?" in a much calmer tone.

"For once your complete weeaboo transformation has served us good," Lily said with satisfaction. Which in Lexi's opinion was slightly hypocritical, given they were all heading to Megacon with anime cosplays in the car ready to be changed into as soon as they got to the hotel they were staying at.

"Eigo?" The man's voice was suspicious. For some reason- God, Lexi thought, please don't let him be super seriously injured- he hadn't yet tried to get out from under their car. "Anata no akusento wa okashīdesu. Koko wa doko desuka?"

"Guess not." Shane shrugged. "He said something, then asked where he was. I think you actually knocked something loose in there." He gestured to his head.

Lily swore. Then in broken Japanese, she said, "Uhm… An-ata wa… yaku arimase-uh, arimasu… How far would you say we are from Orlando? This road is kinda remote."

"I don't know," Shane said. "About forty five minutes away." "Orlando shijūgo… uh, hana-rete kara sūbun."

"I'm lost," Lexi muttered miserably. She noticed offhandedly that whoever it was was wearing sharingan contacts; she could see it through the hole whenever his eye flicked to hers. Man, they'd probably permanently damaged his corneas! "Should we get him out from underneath the car? Or maybe not. I don't think you're supposed to move them…"

"He has complete movement in his limbs," Lily pointed out. "His neck should be fine." She paused, then grimaced. "Ooh, I forgot about his spine, though... shitballs. That could still be a problem..."

"He's cosplaying Obito on his way to Megacon and has no idea where he is!" she protested, hands flailing. Did she call the police? Gah, they would probably all be arrested for attempted manslaughter or something. How was she going to explain this to her parents? "I think-"

"Nani?" The man's voice hissed, suddenly low and threatening. His general confused air iced over instantly, and his fingers dug into Shane's pant leg. They all three stiffened. "Dono yō ni watashi no namae o shitte imasu ka?"

"Your- name?" Shane asked, slightly unnerved. He paused. "Ah, he can't understand me. Hold on, let me see if I can remember how to... Watashitachi wa… uh… anata no namay o, shirimasin. Daijōbudesaka?"

"What do you mean, his name?" Lexi asked nervously. "Is he okay?"

Shane shook his head. "He's saying we know his name."

The man loosed another long stream of Japanese. He sounded kind of angry and demanding, but she couldn't understand anything he was saying, occasionally recognizing but not identifying various words or phrases from Subbed anime. Lexi only really caught one word- shinobi.

What was with this guy? Did he have amnesia? Was he only remembering whatever it was he'd rehearsed for the con? Crap, it was worse than she'd thought, they'd probably given him brain damage. Come to think of it, his torso underneath the car was probably crushed, it'd been run over by Lily's car tire.

"Okay, well, whatever he's saying, he doesn't sound very friendly. I'm gonna call 911 now." Lily said, narrowing her eyes and edging closer to her. She started to pull out her phone.

"Wait, he's moving," Lexi blurted. And he was moving- the car. Suddenly, with a seemingly casual shrug of the Tobito cosplayer's Akatsuki-cloaked arm, the car flipped over and onto its roof on the other side of the road. It didn't roll, either, it flew into the air, probably five or ten feet above their heads. Metal shrieked, the sound of broken glass cutting the air. Instinctively Lexi covered her face and ducked.

"Ohh, shit." Lily said dumbly.

For a second, Lexi thought, Obito?! But that was ridiculous. There went her stupid brain again, coming up with fairytail plots. Her dad was right, she was losing her grasp on reality, she wanted it to be true so much she's was warping everything in her head. Idiot.

Ridiculous.

... But so was a person that could flip a car with one arm!

Shane, at this point, looked more like a ghost than a person. That was probably because the man had flipped the car lying down and still hadn't let go of his ankle. he tried to pull away but the masked man's hand didn't even twitch, it was like Shane was stuck in a concrete statue.

"Ah!" Lily yelped and stepped forward instinctively, bringing the heel of her combat boot into the side of his hand.

It went through his wrist, slivers away from Shane's foot.

And suddenly Shane was free, stumbling backwards.

Lily, just as surprised, followed suite, ignoring the fact that her shoe had just gone through his hand without actually injuring it and grabbing for both of their wrists and pulling them away, not that Lexi needed any additional encouragement. She skittered back, nearly tripping over her own two feet in an attempt to escape.

"Lily," she murmured, when there was a bit of distance between them and the Tobito man, partially terrified and partially really, really excited- "You don't think?"

"No, no I don't think. This isn't happening, and I am hallucinating." her friend said firmly. "I finally lost it. It was only a matter of time. It makes sense. I've always been a little bit wonky. Shane was right."

"If we weren't about to die, I would laugh that you actually admitted that," Shane said weakly.

"Watashi wa, anata ga watashi no namae o shitte iru no ka wakarimasen. Osoraku madara wa ōku o shiru koto ga dekimasu." He inclined his head slightly. Lexi flinched like she'd been tasered. "Watashi wa sore wa watashi ga watashi no kyūkawotoru jikanda to omoimasu."

"I should've studied Japanese," Lexi squeaked. "But I'm pretty sure that guy just said Madara. Wait! Hold on a-"

The air around him seemed to shimmer. Kamui, she realized as his body started to distort into what looked like colorful heat waves. That looks like Kakashi's kamui!

Okay. So she was losing her mind. There was no way that was actually Obito. There was no way that he was kamui-ing himself into another dimension, and no way that Lily had just floored him with her car. No way.

But. Just by chance that it was.

If she followed him and her brain wasn't playing tricks on her, then logically that meant he was using that dimension-thing he'd used in the war, so he would probably try to kill her when they stopped. On the other hand, if she didn't, it would haunt her for the rest of eternity. Especially if the guy disappeared. Because then she would have missed her probably only chance to... what?

Go to the Naruto-verse? Was she insane?!

The swirl had already dominated most of his body; only his torso was clear now. If she was going to do something, she was going to have to do it now, before he disappeared completely and left them with a wrecked car and absolutely no evidence that they'd even hit anyone at all. At this point any little dint he'd left was definitely hammered out.

Under pressure, Lexi usually made good decisions.

When it came to Naruto, though, it was just kind of impossible to look back.

"Wait!" she yelled again and dashed forward, hand outstretched. Behind her Lily screeched something probably offensive, but she couldn't really hear over her own blood rushing through her ears. The only reason she'd probably broken her friend's grip was because she totally most likely hadn't expected her to full-out run towards a vanishing powerhouse that'd just flipped a car because they'd somehow pissed him off.

Out of all the things she'd ever questioned, what kamui felt like surprisingly wasn't ever one of them.

…

Lily didn't really know exactly what was happening to her friend. Okay, so she was a little blurry and kind of swirly, but she could still- see her, and therefore all instincts dictated to get her out.

"Lexi whatthefuckareyoudoinggetback!"

She'd always known that she was protective to a fault, but never had it occurred to her that it would suck her into this sort of situation.

Literally.

…

Shane watched as both Lexi and Lily purposely jumped into kamui.

Of course he recognized kamui; he wasn't a complete idiot. He just figured that all three of them were somehow simultaneously having heat strokes and lucid dreams at the same time. They'd been thinking too much about Naruto; Lexi hadn't stopped talking about it since the car ride started a half hour ago, and now it was manifesting.

It made more sense than the alternative, anyway.

Lily probably hadn't thought through the fact that touching the swirly would do the exact same thing as it did to Lexi, but still, he found it kind of concerning that she looked so shocked. They were both slowly vanishing into thin Obito-dressed man was nearly gone, just a dot the size of Shane's head.

Considering that he really had nothing better to do, his phone was in Lily's crushed car, he had no way of getting all the way back to Melbourne, and he was probably hallucinating anyway, Shane thought: The hell with it.

He walked casually up to the receding swirl, studying the way his friend's bodies twisted and their colors distorted.

What a strange sentence, he thought for a second before the world twisted, reaching out a hand to poke Lily's thigh, which was kind of meshed with her face at this point.

...

Today really just wasn't Obito's day.

Okay, so maybe Madara-sensei had warned him against practicing kamui without guidance, and maybe he'd sort of forgotten that it was capable of transporting people to different dimensions, and maybe it was kind of his fault that he'd ended up in a strange world and been blindsided by some giant jutsu like a metal rock slamming into his side.

He'd almost been pancaked flat by that wheel. That sure as hell hadn't been a wagon wheel of any kind; it'd been going so fast he'd barely had time to phase his lower body out of the way before it crushed his insides to jelly. Again.

Kami really must have had something against him.

Not to mention that they'd known his name! Even knowing his alias Tobi would have been strange in another entire freaking dimension, but the fact that they knew his actual name, Obito, when everyone in his world thought Obito was dead was so concerning on so many levels that he had absolutely no clue how he was going to explain this to his master later.

In any case, his day was bad enough, horrible, possibly classified as the second or third worst day of his life.

And now it was even worse.

Because they'd followed him.

Apparently kamui could transport other people. Who knew that if someone else touched it they would come too? He certainly hadn't! It was likely that not even Madara-sensei knew that, otherwise he would have gotten that warning too! Urgh, his side was killing him where that metal-rock had smashed into him... his bad side, too...

He finally scowled at the three, realizing they were unconscious.

... They weren't dead, were they?

Obito shook his head, glancing around him to try and figure out where he was. He obviously wasn't near Kannabi bridge like he'd intended to end up... There were sparse copses of trees everywhere; they were probably past the border into the Land of Fire.

It didn't matter if they were dead, anyway, it would be better if his world had killed them, then he wouldn't have to tell Madara-sensei...

Suddenly he could sense chakra signatures. Very weak, very small chakra signatures like an unborn child's but it was there, and it hadn't been a half second ago, so where in the world was it- and they were getting stronger. A kid's at least.

His eyes flicked back down to the kids.

Obito had never seen anyone de-age, or even thought about what it would look like. Immortality? Yes, of course, every ninja dreamed of immortality at some point, but getting younger at the pace of a Summons animal getting bigger? It was disturbing and fascinating at the same time. There was a sound like scraping bones and wet ice as the muscles underneath their skin bubbled and writhed, shrinking.

Their hair, he noticed numbly, wasn't getting any shorter.

Their chakra signatures were steadily getting stronger, and by the time it finally stopped (Obito couldn't, actually, look away) they were around the level of a genin or Academy student. Their clothes pooled about them. They were lying practically on top of each other; a tangle of limbs and torsos that gradually slipped away from each other as they shortened and thinned.

The wet crackling sounds finally stopped probably two or three minutes later. One of them was twitching.

Well, that was horrifying.

They were probably alive. What should he do- kill them? He kind of wanted to, they were pretty much freaks of nature now and he'd just watched them de-age for crying out loud- but now they looked younger and it felt weirder, the idea of killing them, like he was thinking of stabbing a couple of sleeping kids for no reason.

Not for no reason, they'd clobbered him with a metal-rock!

... Although he was pretty sure they'd been trying to help him and hadn't meant to do it from their panicked voices... what language had they spoken, anyway? It almost sounded familiar. Obito brushed that off. No, he was imagining things. The best thing to do was just leave them here.

Ehh, but if he did that they would probably get eaten by boars or something...

He took a few cautious steps closer, half-expecting them to try and suck out his chakra to take for their own or something freaky like that. But they didn't move- well, except for the red-haired one lying on her back that was twitching. It didn't look comfortable- she was wearing a bulky pack and she was bent like a C. The one with the brown hair held in a ponytail by some kind of cap that hadn't spoken any japanese- even sucky japanese- was lying flat on her stomach. The boy with short dirty blond hair was on his side.

They looked completely pathetic. Definitely defenseless.

Damn it.

He had too many kunai to spare that he didn't use anyway. Way too many. And if Madara wanted to come back and kill them later, well, it wasn't like they were gonna get that far with a kunai blade. Also he didn't have to do it.

Slowly he pulled out a few, dropping one by each person. As he tried to drop a blade next to the redhead, his cloak accidentally brushed up against her face.

Her movement went from a twitch to suddenly-roundhouse-punch.

Obito stumbled out of the way, narrowly avoiding her hand, realized she was still asleep and decided right then and there in that moment that he was completely done with these freaks. He turned, tried to focus around the jittery fear that one of them was about to turn into a demon and try to kill him, and kamui'd himself- hopefully- to Kannabi bridge.

...

...

Hey, this is Pikapixie The Demigod! I'm helping redhead with her first story. This is something we developed halfway through last school year, and it's lead to some very complicated, detailed, thoroughly useless conversations that we typed down so we wouldn't forget...

Anyway, this is an OC SI fic with me, Lily, and our friend Shane that was sort of a bigger part of the plan at the moment than he is now... anyway, this fic will probably finish all the way through.

Hey redhead here but if you came from Pikapixie's story then you probably know me as Lily. Any who I realize that we need to explain A LOT of things.

I'll start with the japanese translations. (Pixie again, because I type faster) Keep in mind that not only did we muck up the characters' japanese on purpose (because while Lily and Shane know some japanese and at the point in a few years would speak it more fluently, they still would mess things up and trip over foreign words.) but we also got this from google translate, because we don't speak japanese. Not fluently! (I don't at all. 'Hai' is my entire vocabulary. Oh, and baka.)

The phrases are in order, but also realize that since you're reading it rom the point of view of someone who doesn't know japanese, you don't have to know what it means to read it.

"Jutsu wa dono yōna koreha?" = 'what jutsu was that?'

"Kimi was daredai?!" = 'who are you?!'

"Anata wa eigo o hanasemasu ka?" = 'can you speak english?'

"Eigo? Anata no akusento wa okashīdesu. Koko wa doko desuka?" = 'English? You speak with a strange accent. Where is this/am I?'

"Uhm… An-ata wa… yaku arimase-uh, arimasu" = Anata wa yaku arimasu = 'Uh, we're about-'

"Orlando shijūgo… uh, hana-rete kara sūbun." = Orlando shijugo hanarete subun = 'forty five minutes away from Orlando.'

"Nani? Dono yō ni watashi no namae o shitte imasu ka?" = 'what? How do you know my name?'

"Watashitachi wa… uh… anata no namay o, shirimasin. Daijōbudesaka?" = Watashitachi wa anata no namay o shirimasen, Daijobudesuka? = 'We don't know your name. Are you alright?"

"Watashi wa, anata ga watashi no namae o shitte iru no ka wakarimasen. Osoraku madara wa ōku o shiru koto ga dekimasu. Watashi wa sore wa watashi ga watashi no kyūkawotoru jikanda to omoimasu." = 'I don't know how you know my name. Perhaps Madara will be able to tell me. For now, I think it's time I take my leave.'

That's it. Also, this is technically a future-fic where we're a few years older (not that it matters in the long run... we got shrunk) Lily is 18, and me and Shane are 17.

ONE MORE THING! The reason Obito seems kind of, well, Obito-ish and confused is because we kind of figure there was some kind of transition from obito to madara-obito, and that at some point he had to be perfecting his kamui-jutsu. Anyway, I think that's it. Lily's probably going to create a side-story for all of her detailed theories as the characters come up with them.

Bye!

Okay thanks Lex and for 'Beta'ing for me

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