I don't own Naruto! I only own my OC and whatever other random storyline plots I come up with

I woke up.

I didn't open my eyes though. Voices filtered in and out.

Something was wrong though. Something was very wrong.

That something was the thing that was inside my body. I tried not to panic. I took deep breaths, which helped me focus.

"-wake?"

"-ould be."

"-ove her to the others."

"There's no more space."

"We have other kids we need to take care of, we can't have this one stay when we could have another in her place."

"Well, then how about we just send her directly to the orphanage? That would work. She's a kid. She should fit right in."

I opened my eyes, my sight blurry from too long not using them. I tried to use my vocal cords but ended up groaning instead.

"Dear, don't sit up yet. You've only just woken up, and we need to check your vital signs." Gentle hands pushed me back down as I turned to face the nurse, and I dimly could make out a green glow enveloping her hand. She pressed it to my head and hummed slightly. "Well, it seems that the Kyuubi attack didn't do any lasting damage, so you should be okay. Just make sure to take it easy for a while, and if anything happens, don't be afraid to tell an adult."

I nodded my head in groggy affirmation, before pushing the covers off myself. I immediately noted the roughness of the wooden floorboards as I dropped down. My hospital gown dropped loosely around my legs, and I stumbled, unused to such a small body.

Then my mind promptly froze.

A small body.

A green glow surrounding a hand.

Weird stuff inside my body.

The Kyuubi attack.

Oh my god, how?

Unsurprisingly, my vision went black and I teetered forward.

When I woke up again, it was to an evidently different room. While the original hospital room had been quite quiet except for the occasional beeping, this room had the sounds of children screaming and laughing and doing god-knows-what.

I preferred the hospital. It was a lot quieter. And peaceful. And let me wrap my mind around the fact I was now in the Narutoverse.

There was a feeling of slight panic at being in the Narutoverse, but it was more like I was in slight shock than it was utter disbelief.

The next thing is that I'm in an orphanage. Sure, I can deal with that. I'm okay with that actually. Just means more time to myself, as well as more time to practice my chakra usage.

Probably not to become a ninja, but I already have a good idea on many different kinds of jutsu, as well as multiple training methods. So I really don't need to go to the academy.

Not to mention the fact I'd rather not become a ninja. I don't need that kind of responsibility, I don't want that kind of responsibility, and I honestly don't want to live my life questioning whether or not I'll live another day.

So, with my mind set, I opened my eyes.

And stared directly at the atrocious drawings taped to the bottom of the bed above me.

After staring at the drawings in slight disbelief, I finally rolled out of bed, and my immediate reaction was to check the calendar. It was October 13, three days after the Kyuubi attack. I looked at the piece of paper taped to my bed. It read 'NAME: SHINRI MAIDO. GENDER: FEMALE. DATE OF BIRTH: NOVEMBER 26th.' So. I was three years old, about to go to four years of age. Almost an entire four years older than Naruto. Okay. I can deal with that. The Uchiha Massacre should be in about 8 years because Sasuke was 8 when it happened. I went back to sleep before I could faint again.