"Hi, my name is Original Character, because I'm not supposed to exist!"

Kakashi stared at the woman. There were a bunch of long and overly-descriptive words he could have used to say how hot and sexy she was, but he really didn't feel like it at the moment. "Uh huh . . . So, what are you doing here, exactly?"

"Well, in another dimension a bored writer was too lazy to learn how to use all the real characters properly, so she made me instead! Aren't I much more convenient?" The woman flipped her long silvery hair, causing it to glitter in the afternoon sunlight.

Kakashi found himself distracted for a moment before refocussing. " . . . Yes, but what are you doing here?"

The woman smiled. Kakashi noticed that her teeth were really white. Was it even possible for teeth to be that white? "Isn't it obvious, silly? I'm supposed to be your pairing!"

"My what?" The Konoha jounin took an involuntary step back. Were those hearts in her eyes?

"Awww, your confusion is so cute! See? Look here!" She reached down into the valley of her breasts and pulled out something shiny and hand-sized, then began poking it rather aggressively. "Ha! Got it!" She held it up, and Kakashi saw that there was somehow writing on it.

"And what am I supposed to be seeing?"

"The summary of this story, silly! It says, "This is my first story so please no bad reviews K thx! What if Kakashi met the girl of his dreams like he's always deserved and Rin and Obito were still alive?""

Kakashi's eye was twitching. "Are you actually making fun of my dead friends?"

The woman looked shocked. "Of course not! And they're alive again, you dummy! The summary says so!"

"Riiiiiight. It also says I meet the girl of my dreams."

The woman smiled at that. Then she slowly, sensually strutted over to him, her hips swaying this way and that. Her voice turned deep and throaty, almost like a purr. "And what do you think?" She stopped directly in front of him. "Like what you see?"

Kakashi looked her over once, then shrugged. "Eh, you're not really my type."

"Ehhhhh?! Not your type?! But-But, the author! She wrote us in here! I have to be your type! You're supposed to love me!"

"I like Jiraiya-sama's novels better."

The sudden silence was deafening. Then, Original Character spoke, her voice trembling with rage. "You little-you're choosing a book over me?"

Eye curved in a smile of his own, Kakashi nodded. "Not just any book. This one's special edition."