Title:

For Better or For Worse?

Summary:

OC Self-insert. Life as a ninja: Pretty damn awesome if you ask me. Aburame Shiko, originally from this world, finds herself born into the ninja world of Naruto, in the era of the Rookie 9. How will the plot differ from the original?


Normal- Normal text "Speech"

Italics- 'Thought' or emphasis

Bold- Emphasis


I don't want to be here anymore
I know there's nothing left worth fighting for
Your 'Paradise' is something I've endured
See, I don't think I can fight this anymore
I'm listening with one foot out the door
But something have to die to be reborn
And I don't want to be here anymore

I don't want to be here anymore - Rise Against (I think this song fits Shiko for reasons explained in this chapter)


Chapter 1: A New World

I'm Shiko. Aburame Shiko. This is my story, starting from my second birth. My birth as Shiko. On January 23rd. Thirty minutes before Shino. My first birth is unimportant. I had a different name (obviously), and I lived in a different world. I lived in a world where what is now my life was just a manga. Yes, I lived in normal world. I now live in a world like the Naruto-verse... except I'm in it.

I was sick of the world I lived in. I hated it. The human over-population. The animal-cruelty. The unfairness of it all. It was just too much. I killed myself at the age of 29, with a seppuku scroll and an ordinary kitchen knife because I couldn't get hold of a seppuku knife, and no known living relatives. A nice way to die, in my opinion, because the only people who suffer from it are the ones who find the body. That was the way I'd planned to go down since I was 12 years old. I was lucky that most of my family had died in a train crash (we all hated cars), so I didn't have to wait long before I allowed myself to die.

Going from stabbing myself in the stomach to being born was a painful transaction. I could still feel the wounds, though it was imaginary pain, and I was being squashed half to death; my insides felt as though they were on fire, and the chakra coils weren't helping. Chakra is not easy to describe. It's like some sort of energizing power that can be focused on a certain part of the body, or multiple parts, with a lot more concentration. In all the OC-inserts I've read, the OCs were always sensory and had brilliant chakra control, simply because they didn't have chakra before. It doesn't work like that. As an Aburame, I'd get sensory skills with my bugs, but the chakra control... I'm terrible at focusing on things like that. If I weren't used to not having chakra, my chakra control would be like Naruto's, which is fatal without his huge chakra reserves. Instead, my chakra control would be adequate. But, with nothing else to do, in a confusing place where my body refused to respond to my mind, and I couldn't understand the very large majority of the words being spoken around me, I practised focusing my chakra, with some training exercises I'd learnt from the show, some I'd made up myself.

I'm not sure exactly when I realised I was in the Naruto-verse. The chakra and the Japanese was a big giveaway, but I don't think I dared hope, encase I had just been reincarnated in the same world, only in Japan, and the 'chakra' was were the whole idea of Naruto chakra came from. Whether this would have been for better or for worse, I will never know.

The vulnerability I felt was excruciating. I was so goddamn small! I'd always been small. I liked being small, but this... it was just unbearable. It didn't take me long to work out that I was a baby, and I wasn't very happy when I did.

I'd always been slightly paranoid, even when I lived in a world were every possible, little, tiny threat to the life of even one human, was obliterated (even if it cost thousands of animal lives) as soon as physically possible. I would've even worn chain-mail and bullet-proofs, if I'd been able to get my hands on them. Just so you know, contrarily to the popular belief, chain-mail is not heavy. I would be glad that it's easy to find here, (Yep, that's right, I'm talking about those "fishnets", as everyone says they are. -_-) but you only need to channel a little chakra into a blade (Hell, even your hand would work!) to cut them open. They do help to avoid major damage against shuriken and kunai, (they either hit metal, or the small holes, that stop the weapons from cutting deeply) but against chakra enhanced weapons, and thin senbon, they're useless. Most shinobi wore them, though, because the ability to "avoid major damage" was necessary to stay alive in this brutal world.


A/N: My first story! An OC-insert. :) Shiko is loosely based on me, personality-wise. I hope you enjoyed reading this, and please review, fav. and alert! It means a lot to me! o(^.^)o