The Girl Who Fell From the Sky

Chapter 1: Sounds

A creak in the room grasped his attention.

The copycat nin's eyes snapped open at the soft, but loud sound. He stayed still on his bed, his dark eyes concentrating on one point of the room as his ears strained to listen for the quiet creaks and groans his little house gave. Another creak made him rise from the warmth of his bed.

Hatake Kakashi, in his half-nakedness and blue-white stripped boxers, got to his feet. He ignored the chillness of the wooden floors as it seeped through the heat of his feet. He caught a groan as he lifted himself off the bed, not wanting to give away any hints that he was conscious. As he made way out of his room, his hand touched the desk next to the door.

Creak, creak, thud.

He stopped dead, breathing rhythmically as he strained himself to find a presence. He did, but it was nothing he recognized. It had nothing of the feel like chakra. It was different, alien to his mind, body and soul. Kakashi moved down the hallway, making a left until he ended up in his living room.

Mismatched eyes scanned the area.

Thudthudthudthud!

Whirling around, Kakashi held his hands out in an offensive pose, crouching low to quickly evade any attack that was meant for him. The jounin hovered there on the floor for a moment or two, eyes darting from side to side as he tried to sense for the intruder. The collection of saliva in his mouth was swallowed loudly. Kakashi straightened and frowned.

He did feel something was there, but it wasn't chakra.

It was something peculiar.

Someone knocked at his door, forcing him out of his train of thoughts. He sighed, stretching his arms over his head and allowed those languid muscles to move around a bit. The knockings on the door were insistent, and the cries of anger and annoyance verified that the people beyond his door were his students. Kakashi straightened, walking towards his door when-

Thud, thud, thud, creak…

Without hesitating, he crouched down. He bent his legs and ran around the house, determined to get the rat. There was no way that it was a rodent, and there was no way that it was one of his students playing a prank on him. It was too quick, subtle and low.

"Kakashi-sensei! We know you're in there, we heard you running inside!" Naruto's voice echoed from every corner of the house.

Coming to a stop, Kakashi stood to his full height. The sounds were gone and there was no clue for him to follow. The air didn't move, the wooden floors didn't creak, the sounds didn't come once more: there was simply nothing. Sighing, the copy-nin placed his kunai on a nearby table before walking towards the front door.

Three faces greeted him at his doorstep.

The female of the team grimaced before looking away. "Kakashi-sensei, you should put some more clothes on." Regardless if three males in her team were basically like family, it did nothing to squash the appropriate behavior they should elude. Standing at the doorstep of her teacher's home and seeing him in nothing but his boxers was not a sight she would like to see.

Naruto wasn't even fazed by his teacher's half-nakedness. "Kakashi-sensei, obaasan has a new mission for us!"

"A mission?" Kakashi questioned. He scratched the back of his head, confused by the sudden appearance of a mission. If he was correct, today was his day off. His head turned and took a look at the clock, noticing that the short arm was pointed at twelve.

The dark-haired boy who stood at the doorstep sighed, irritated with the loudness of Naruto's voice to hurry his teacher, the squeals of disbelief from his female teammate and the slowness of his teacher. "Kakashi-sensei," Sasuke started, turning heel to walk away from his house. "You might want to hurry else the Hokage will be more than upset."

Kakashi held in a groan before nodding to his students. "I will meet you there in fifteen minutes." Without even waiting for their responses, he shut the door in their faces and sauntered towards the kitchen. Of course he wouldn't be there till thirty minutes or so; unless it was very important that the Godaime had to cancel his day off. His face stilled.

Quickly, he changed into his Jounin uniform, downing a cup of coffee before making his way to the door. His hand lingered on the doorknob, an eye staring at the golden metal as his ears pricked at the possibility of hearing the foreign being within the interior of his house.

There was nothing.

Not a moment later, he stood before the Godaime with his three students besides him. As the busty blond woman talked with seriousness lacing in her words, Kakashi's lazy eye drawled on his students, amazed at how the years had treated them.

At the ages of seventeen, they were strong, noble and wise, despite their child-like personalities and squabbles. Sakura studied under Tsunade, Naruto with Jiraiya and Sasuke with Kakashi. Though there had been moments where the curse seal had awakened, Sasuke managed to keep it underneath control and train to use his power rather than the one Orochimaru had gifted him.

The bonds between the three had strengthened into something Kakashi never found imaginable.

"Hatake, are you listening?" Tsunade's voice ripped Kakashi away from his thoughts.

"Hm?" He grunted, blinking sleepily.

"I want Team Kakashi to travel to the Northern part of the Stone Village and search for a hideout. There have been numerous reports of Orochimaru being seen within that area. Recently, there haven't been any sightings of the snake." Tsuande started.

"Iwagakure?" Sakura questioned, completely confused by the location. "What does Iwagakure have that Orochimaru wants?"

"I don't know. That's why I want Team Kakashi to do a thorough investigation with the villagers before attempting to head straight for the hideout, which is near the rocky terrains of the mountains at the latitude and longitude of 36°4'N, 138°10'E. When you're there, I want you to take extra precaution. Sasuke," Tsunade's golden eyes turned to him, smirking when he straightened his posture a tad bit. "There is no doubt that Orochimaru will try and lure you into his grasp. Fight it."

At his nod, she leaned back against her chair.

"If there are prisoners, use your best judgment if they can be saved or not. Terminate any threats. If you do encounter Orochimaru or Kabuto," Tsunade paused, her eyebrows furrowing at the thought. "If you do come across them or Akatsuki, flee."

"What?"Naruto yelled. "But obaasan-!"

"No, Naruto." Tsunade shook her head. "It's too much of a risk. There is both you and Sasuke. I'm not willing to lose two shinobi's." She waved her hand, excusing them from her presence. "That is all. You leave within an hour."

Sakura nodded, giving her teacher a friendly nod. She immediately grabbed Naruto by the ear and walked out the door as he screamed the unfairness of the mission, throwing words about the old hag and barely missed a flying sake bottle on the way out.

"Naruto, you wanted a mission, here it is!" Sakura reprimanded.

He groaned, crossing his arms over his chest as he looked away, throwing a mini-tantrum. "It's not even a mission! That snake bastard is out there, and she just wants us to leave him alone?" Naruto grunted, fisting his hands in his hair. "I want to kill that bastard!"

"Stop it with your yelling, you're not helping the situation." Sasuke narrowed his eyes at the blond boy, irked by not only Naruto's screaming but also Tsunade's orders. He also wanted to deliver a very painful visit to the man who left him an excruciating gift. Naruto's final yell interrupted Sasuke's thoughts of his brother.

"Argh!" Naruto calmed down, twitching his nose. "I'll meet you guys at the Northern entrance." His hands shoved into his pockets and he went on with his way.

Sasuke nodded to Sakura and Kakashi before leaving. "In an hour, I'll be there."

Sakura sighed, looking up to her teacher. "Kakashi-sensei-"

He held his hand up, stopping her from continuing. "You know why Naruto's like that." His half-lidded eye slid towards his female student, watching as she frowned in concern before chewing on her lip. "The brotherly bond between Sasuke and Naruto was almost sliced due to Orochimaru. If Sasuke succeeded in leaving, Naruto would've been left in devastation."

Sakura hesitated before nodding. She remembered the day as if it were yesterday. When she couldn't stop Sasuke from leaving the village, Naruto succeeded.

They clashed heads at The Valley of the End, screamed and fought head on and were nearly left unconscious till her teacher arrived.

The words that were conversed between the blond and the dark-haired one to convince him to stay within the Leaf Village were kept between the two. And that was when Sakura truly recognized Naruto's strength.

If anyone can't do it, Naruto can do it.

"Hm," Sakura smiled fondly at the thought of her two teammates. "I'll see you at the gates, sensei!"

Kakashi sighed, turning heel to prepare for a mission that might threaten Team Seven. His eyes hardened at the thought.

Though Sasuke basically has more control of the curse seal there breeding within him was the thirst for revenge. The fire within him that was still consuming his train of thought, continued to grow throughout the years and years within the Leaf Village. Kakashi allowed Naruto and Sakura to dwell on the naïve thought of Sasuke's loyalty. But even as his teacher, there was still the possibility that Sasuke would go with the snake.

Sighing, he walked within his house, preparing the necessities he would need for the six-day trip. They would need to cross Kusagakure, the Hidden Village of the Grass, in order to reach Iwagakure.

Kakashi paused in his packing. It would be tricky, especially if Akatsuki had any missions of their own in those countries.

Creak, thud, thud, thud, thud, slam!

The hair on his arms rose eerily. As Kakashi turned around, his hand pulled up his headband, revealing the red eye to whatever was there.

He saw nothing.

A sigh escaped his lips. His fingers nimbly pulled down the headband. The nin continued packing, muttering beneath his breath about rabid squirrels and supernatural beings.

It seemed as if there was a ghost wandering about.

Chinatsu stood still in the kitchen, clutching the front of herself with a death grip as she listened to the angry, hard thuds echoing within the empty house. It continued for the next full thirty seconds. Her brown eyes were impossibly wide, darting from corner to corner of the kitchen as she heard an invisible object placed onto the table next to her.

Seconds later, a sound of a door closing resonated through the walls.

After that, there was nothing.

The poor girl wasted no time. She choked on her spit, springing down the hallway, up the stairs and darted within her room. She shut the door and threw herself on her bed and underneath the blankets. She wrapped the suffocating blankets around her despite the humid, desert-like weather. Chinatsu sobbed when she noticed she didn't have her cellphone.

Her arm squeezed from underneath the blanket and waved around for the cellphone on the dresser, knocking down some items in the process. When her fingers made contact, she immediately retracted her hand and speed dialed her mom.

"Moshi, moshi?"

"Mom!" Chinatsu screamed into her phone, ignoring the angry voice of her mother about her loud volume. "Mom, there's a ghost in the house!"

"Ehhh? Chinatsu, what are you speaking about?" Her mother said in Japanese, completely confused by the English language her daughter was speaking in.

"Speak English, mom, I don't understand what you're saying. But hurry up, there's a ghost!" Chinatsu screeched, sweating from the lack of oxygen and thick, goose-feathered blanket.

"Akane, take the phone and listen to your sister. Her voice is hurting my ears."

Chinatsu heard the exchange between her younger sister and mother, ignoring them and continued to yell as she drew herself into a tighter ball. "Hurry back home!"

"Chinatsu, stop screaming." Her sister younger, Akane, scolded. "And what are you talking about? Why do you want us to hurry home?"

"There's a ghost!"

A fumble with the phone was heard along with her mother's questioning. "She's just being stupid, mom." Akane groaned, cursing in English, but unable to get away with it due to her mother's knowledge in the 'English bad words'. "But, what about my recital? No, she's not getting kidnapped, mom, she's just being stupid. She thinks there's a ghost in the house! Right? She's just-"

"Chinatsu, stoop bee stupid-doo!" Her mother snapped in her broken English.

"Mom," Chinatsu sobbed in utter frustration. "Speak English!"

"Ahh! Chinatsu, we have thirty more minutes. Your sister's violin recital's still going. You're twenty-two years old, you're old enough to take care of yourself, why are you acting foolish?"

Chinatsu sniffled, shivering from the ghost that had ventured in her house. "…I only understood one word and that was violin. Why is it taking so long? It's already 9:30 at night! Akane's violin crap is taking way too long!"

"Don't say 'crap'! You know I don't tolerate curse words! We're going to take thirty more minutes and we'll be home soon."

"Mom?" Chinatsu held the cellphone away from her ear to see that the call had ended. She moaned, throwing the phone away from her before cuddling deeper within her bed.

Despite Chinatsu being a twenty-two year old college student, still living with her single mother, the fact that there was a ghost roaming around her house terrified her. She was even a nurse, trained and worked at a nearby hospital just two miles from her house. Scientific facts and reasoning's did nothing to squelch the sounds that were literally in front of her.

The college student nurse groaned, closing her eyes tight as she attempted to force herself asleep. She should've gone to her younger sister's stupid recital. If she did, she wouldn't have witnessed a supernatural being.

Before she knew it, Chinatsu was out like a light bulb.

"Come on, wake up, shithead."

Chinatsu groaned, throwing her arms to avoid another slap to her buttocks. She mumbled incoherent words, blearily blinking to take away the blurriness of her vision. "Whaa?"

Akane groaned, slapping her sister's butt once again, relishing in the yelp. "Come on, lazy ass, get up! It's already ten in the morning!"

Chinatsu sat up and stretched. "When did you guys come back last night?"

"Oh, around ten fifteen cause of your stupid ass." Akane sat on the edge of Chinatsu's bed, sulking as she pouted. "Yusuke said he wanted to take me out to eat after the recital, but mom wouldn't let me because she thought that someone else was in the house."

The elder sister felt the sharp glare from her younger sister and winced. "Oh, sorry, but dude, I heard a ghost in the house!"

Akane frowned in doubt. "Really?"

As Chinatsu explained about the previous night, Akane's eyebrows slowly inched up her forehead. "You don't take drugs do you? Cause you still has one more semester to go till you graduate-"

"No, Akane, it's real!" Chinatsu held out her hands to her sister. "Look at my arms, they're trembling."

Her sixteen-year old sister actually took a good, long look at her arms. "If, and I say if, you did see a ghost, then there should be some evidence left behind. Like, you said it sounded like something was placed on the dining room table, right?" At Chinatsu's nod, Akane continued. "Well, if that's true than there must've been some scratch left there. Unless, it was a dream."

"It wasn't a dream!"

"Then there should be some mark!"

Akane quickly walked out of the room with Chinatsu at her heel. She watched her sister peer at the polished mahogany table with squinting eyes.

"There's nothing."

"What are you guys doing?" Their mother waltzed into the kitchen, peering within the rice maker before closing the top.

"I was trying to see whether or not if Chinatsu's taking drugs." Akane replied drolly.

The fifty-something-year old woman rolled her eyes at her younger daughter's sarcasm. "You're sister not take drugs."

Chinatsu narrowed her eyes at Akane. "Can you stop taking about me in Japanese? I can't understand squat."

"Oh, Chinatsu," The mother approached the fridge, opening it and peering inside for a sweetened Asian drink. "You need take Japanese lesson."

"Nan-daaay?" Chinatsu said with a heavy English Accent. "Mom, I don't want to take Japanese."

Akane snorted. "You're Japanese, Chinatsu, you should learn your homeland language, it's embarrassing." She approached her mother who gave a stern frown to the eldest. "You're a white-washed Japanese-American, at least learn a few words or sentences that'll suffice survival in Japan."

"No," Chinatsu said. "I don't want to learn Japanese. For Christ's sake, I live in California. I don't need to know Japanese if I live here. I'm not gonna even live or go to Japan. That bastard lives there."

"Chinatsu!" Her mother's expression turned dark.

"Connie. Connie! Call me Connie, mom, the rest of my class and friends does." Chinatsu shrieked when her mother slapped the back of her head hard. "What was that for?"

"You are not going to use an American name, Chinatsu. Be proud of your Japanese heritage. Akane took the advantage of her high school and took a Japanese class. She's fluent in it! Why don't you want to learn Japanese? Just because your father left us poor, hungry and homeless doesn't mean that you have to take it out on your own blood. Even if he had another family and basically left us for dead. Even if he is a sorry son of a-"

"Okay, mom!" Akane's eyes widened at the sight of her mother gnashing her teeth. "Geez, Chinatsu, you never fail to bring back bad memories."

"I should just move out." Chinatsu groaned, throwing herself on one of the chairs of the dining room.

Akane snorted. "Fat chance. You know mom doesn't want you to leave until you're married."

Chinatsu grunted from her slouched position on the table, cheek pressed against the cool surface of it as her eyes lingered upon the polished table. Her hand came up and lightly brushed the fingers upon top.

Perhaps it was just her imagination due to sleepless nights from working on impossible assignments, completing mandatory volunteer hours at the hospital and working her afternoon hours at the surgeon's ward and R.N. unit. The stress of everything, including how her mother wanted to learn Japanese now, was unbearable.

A sigh escaped from her lips. She'll just have to confirm it as a dream.

After all, ghosts aren't scientifically real.

I haven't read Naruto in so long, so feel free to correct me whenever you feel possible. I actually did a little research on the geographical map of Naruto world. As you can see, Kakashi will see/hear/etc Chinatsu in the morning and Chinatsu will see/hear/etc Kakashi at night.

I have the story planned out and am quite excited to start! (:

Here, you have Chinatsu, 22-year-old college student in her last year and ready to graduate as an R.N. nurse. She's a WHITE WASHED Japanese-American, living in California and does not know an ounce of Japanese to save her life LOL. Keep in mind that not all 22-year olds are mature and ready to work. Three fourths of them are actually quite the opposite of what you would imagine lol.

I had a tough time with the title and summary. At first I was going to name this story "Lucid Dreams". It means, and I got this from wiki: "A dream in which one is aware that one is dreaming. In a lucid dream, the dreamer can actively participate in and manipulate imaginary experiences in the dream environment. Lucid dreams can seem real and vivid." But then I thought about it and Chinatsu isn't going to be dreaming about Kakashi. She will be experiencing everything that is real with him. I thought about "Cosmic Love", but it's a bit too cheesy, and whatnot. I thought about "The Girl Who Fell From the Sky", because Chinatsu literally comes out of nowhere LOL, but nah.

I think "The Crow and the Butterfly" does well. Not only do I like the title, but I like the song which is sung by Shinedown. Pretty sad, but beautiful.

"Just like a crow chasing a butterfly…"

Thus, I changed the title (: I was inspired by Blade Redwind's story "A Time in Sinch", which basically had Kakashi's codename as Crow. And Chinatsu's name means 'a thousand summers', which reminds me of numerous butterflies flying through, therefore the title was pretty good x)) But then again, I might change it if left unsatisfied LOL. I might even change the summary later xD

Actually, I'm changing the title LOL. Thus, The Girl Who Fell From the Sky is born (:

Kakashi didn't know what to do when he saw the ghost that was occupying his house was here in the flesh, warm to the touch.

Feel free to tell me about how you feel with the story. I thought I was too concentrated with Chinatsu and didn't put enough with Kakashi and co. Maybe it's because I'm way too used to making my own characters, lol. If you feel that their OOC, do please tell x)

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