In a little house in a little suburb a man and his sub are having chicken and mushrooms in cream sauce for dinner. The latter is kneeling, mouth open to receive forkfuls.
And there's a weird blue flash in the air - strange symbols briefly glowing - and then a woman appears, landing smoothly on her feet. She's wearing a dark blue sweatshirt or something under a pale green vest - looks almost military, or else someone who really likes tons of secure pockets - and loose black pants, also featuring a ridiculous number of pockets. Her eyes immediately dart around under her bangs, and her pink hair's fairly short and messy, controlled only by an alice band or something with a metal plate in the middle.
She finishes scanning the room pretty quickly, gaze then snapping to the two she's interrupted. Her posture's wary, closed in.
"...I apologize sincerely for intruding. I appear to have been transported to an unintended destination."
"Konohagakure no Sato."
"...I'm not sure what's 'Japan.'"
"...In the Land of Fire, part of the Elemental Nations. Where is this?"
"I'm Haruno Sakura. I don't recognize 'the United States.'"
"My name does mean 'cherry flowers'..." she says. "Is it unusual, that I wouldn't know what the United States or Japan are?"
She examines the map, brow furrowed.
"...I think I might be very far from home. I don't recognize any of this."
"I honestly have no real idea. I know dimensional travel exists, though. Some people can make portals between worlds with different sorts of base rules... But I haven't heard of two worlds being so similar they have the same languages but different nations before."
"'Base rules' varying means magic, usually, at least for worlds we can survive being in. My world has a sort of omnipresent energy we call chakra, which everyone can manipulate, but most worlds lack it entirely." She frowns. "I'm not trained in sensing natural chakra, but - your world probably doesn't have it, either."
"The problem is I can't make portals, do not know what I did, and do not know how to get back at the moment."
She nods. "Teleporting and portal making are often related in my world, too. I'm sorry to keep imposing, but - could you tell me how to find a teleporter?"
"Thank you," she says, still sincere.
"I have some questions about this world, sort of just in general, but I would like to repay you for your kindness, as well."