Dare Me

Summary: Where an old guy get's reincarnated into Naruto after he dies of old age. Set during the creation of Konoha. AU. I made this upon a dare. I had two hours. I don't know why I did it. Any review is fine and all that!

Chapter 1:

I knew I was going to die today. I am too old… My wife is dead, my friends are dead. Heck, most of my generation is dead. It's amazing that I myself, as a male, have lived this long. My children, who are quite old now too, look after me. My extended family awaits my funeral…

But I am ready.

I've experienced so much, seen so much… I've written my will and given all my money away… I'm ready to join my loved ones in heaven. I say my final goodbyes, and fall asleep for the last time…

For eternity.

Alas, I did not sleep for long… I indeed woke up. But… not in the place I expected. I… I'm a-… ALIVE?!

There's no mistaking it! I-I-I'm in a living, breathing BODY. I can feel the blood pumping through my veins, feel the air moving throughout my lungs… I feel as young as ever… But-but-but I'm not in heaven? I'm…. reborn? I'm certainly not in my old body.

This… I…

Okay. I'm alive. In a body. A tiny body. So weak, so-a baby. Of course. I go from being a 90 year old man to being… a baby. A newborn. Reborn.

I'm old enough-as a baby-to know that time is passing. I imagine I've gone through many realizations only to forget, but now I remember. Okay. That's good. But… Where am I? Who am I? Well, I'm Johnathan Newman. But I'm in a new body, so I have a new life. A second chance? But I don't need a second chance! Why am I here? Why am I… getting tired? And sleepy… Curse this body….

It's been some time. I've woken up a few more times, and I'm slowly learning about my surroundings. I'm in a third world. A poor family. Definitely nowhere I recognize. The features of the people are like nothing I've ever seen. The language is weird too. I'm slowly learning it, my baby body soaking up the knowledge. It's great. I could have never learned another language before so quickly.

(Then again my teeth! Gah. It hurts. The teething sure is working. If the pain is any indication. I can't wait until they finally grow in! I've moved up from breast feeding with my teeth to mushy bits, so I guess that's a plus? I don't know, I just want it to stop! Sigh, it's like having an old back again.)

But not only are the features odd along with the language, the clothing and the wooden vehicle I would tentatively call a wagon, they're all completely foreign. It's like I'm in a new world altogether. Which I wouldn't mind, I guess. To live another life on Earth…

I am the child of an only mother. Who travels with her siblings? Cousins? and grandparents across the land. There are a few more children that I've seen, both older and my new age. I don't see anyone who is as old as I was. Which I guess makes sense. A third world like this doesn't really have the might to produce people older then… 50? Apparently. Then again, with their features all strange I may be judging their age incorrectly.

We travel in… wagons. I think they're wagons. Not too sure if they should be called that. Whatever. Wagons. Carriages? There are a few carriages, wagons from what I can see. A few people use horses. Some walk. Most of the people had unnatural spiky hair… I don't even want to think about it. They also wore some kind of Japanese clan symbol on their back. I've seen some weapons like swords. Knives. It kind of concerns me… but I can't really judge this new world just yet.

Besides all the weapons and scarce emotions of the clan, sometimes, in the middle of the night, everyone starts singing. There are no words, just singing, but you can tell it's a sad song. Despite this, the feeling of family, comradship is hard to ignore during the singing. It's a different song every time. Like it's just improvise. It's a quiet song, but everyone adds to it. It's beautiful. Usually everyone is quiet, stale as old bread. But you can just hear the emotion of everyone in this short ceremony.

They call me Gin. They point at the Clan symbol and say Haabu. My name is Gin Haabu now. Yeah… okay. I mean, I like John, but I could get used to Gin…. Oh! I've learned more of the language now. Yeah… It sounds Asian. But also nothing like I've ever heard. But, new world, new stuff, so it's expected. Ah.

I'm getting tired again…

Okay, so, it's actually Haabu Gin. They put their names backward like the Asain languages. Yeah. I understand most of the common language now, even if I can't speak just yet. I can walk! Didn't even bother crawling in the short space in the wagon. And the short time outside is exactly that-short. But I did start to walk. My new mother is glad. Others of the family(clan?) seem happy about it too. No celebration happened, which I expected. It reminds me of when my first son started to walk… and how happy my mother was….

Yeah. I've gotten over my mother's death. But I was supposed to see her again and now it hurts a little more than usual… But that's the past. And I have quite the unexpected future ahead of me, too.

Ah? The wagons stopped. My Uncle-I'm pretty sure, or he's a cousin-came into the wagon I'm in. He shares a little smile-nobody seems to express too much emotion-and takes me away from where I was sitting in an older ladies lap. He takes me outside. We were in a large plain, the edge of a forest ahead.

"Here, Gin. Practice walking," He says. And I understood so I gave a shaky nod. He pats my head and calls a girl over. "Watch after him, yeah?" He says to the girl who seemed to be in her young teens. She nods as well and steps to my side. Uncle leaves. Ow my teeth! Got to distract myself.

I take the time to look at the girl. Her hair is short in the spikes everyone seems to have. Dark hair, dark eyes. Battle scars? A sword? Uh… right. Okay, then. She nods to me, acknowledging me. Like an equal? What. I nod back, it's common courtesy, right? It seems to be as she gives me a little smile. It vanishes as the clan starts to move. It's a slow pace, one which I find hard to keep up with without falling over, and I quickly tire. Gah! It's like being old again.

It's funny how being old and young is so similar. Only when you're in the middle is when you're on your own. Well, I like being taken care of. But I like standing up for myself more. So when Missy over here offers to carry me when I fall for the second time, I refuse, and continue. Although I am pretty tired… and I keep tripping.

Gah. I'm not in the middle, the sweet spot anymore. Just yet. I want to at least make it to the tree line!

We stop moving forward. What's going on? Missy picks me up, and quickly puts me back in the wagon. What? Everyone's so quiet… So tense. It's like those times I would get into fights with my Father… My old one. Then again, I don't have a new one here… Whatever. That doesn't matter anymore. What is going on?

I hear some talking, too far away to hear what they're saying. The accent of one of the voices is weird. So… a new person? Not apart of the clan? Huh, okay. Ow, my legs are already sore… And I'm getting tired from the walk…. No! I don't want to fall asleep now… what's gonna happen…?

I wake up to my Mother singing to me. Ah, it must be night time, when everyone sings. But… there are only a few people singing. What happened? I move from my position next to my new Mom and look out of the carriage-wagon(whatever)-and see everyone a they were. What? Why isn't anyone singing? Or, just Mom and a few others from other carriages? Is it because of the person who stopped us before? Because we are in the forest?

I like the song… I do my best to add to the song, trying not to cringe when my teeth hurt. A few look to me with the barest expression on their face. But I can tell they are proud. Guilty? It's there… Whatever. I go back to my Mom and she looks happy to see me singing. I admit, I've never been good at singing. But that's not the point. I sing anyway… and then drift off back to sleep…

It was time to eat. I've moved up from mushy stuff to semi-solid stuff. Not sure what it is, but whatever. It's food. It's a way to get some use out of these silly teeth! Payback for hurting my jaw so much. And not all my teeth have grown in yet. Sigh.

After lunch-I'm pretty sure-I get to walk outside again. But this time I'm in the middle of the clan, with two people walking with me. Missy and a new guy. A cousin or something. He was pretty stoic like everyone else and looked like Missy. Maybe her older brother? Who knows. He has scars too, with two swords on his back. Wait… Will I have to learn how to wield one of those weapons? Hmm, perhaps this world is just violent. A third world that's violent. Huh.

I took the chance when I walked to look around, also to practice not looking at my feet as I walk. This forest-like most things here-was like nothing I've ever seen before. I mean, I've been in my fare share of forests before, in both worlds, but this one… It's so big and alive. It looks so beautiful. And intimidating. You want this forest to be on your side. And the life, it's all very mesmerizing.

This time walking I lasted a little longer, but the first time I fell I was put back into the carriage with the old ladies and guys and the other babies. I've gotten used to them, but I rarely communicate with them. I mean, I'm older then the old people, but they seem to have thick skin and sharp teeth. They look healthy enough to be walking around, but I guess not. Hey, I was born in the hard times too, but I never got shipped off to war. Had a forehead injury hat stopped it. These guys look like they've been through a few wars themselves.

Then there are the other babies. My equals. They find it hard to communicate. Surprising. Sigh. It looks like I'll be all alone in this generation too. Even if I-

Huh? We stopped. But we've already stopped for lunch. Unless it's already sundown? No, I was just out there! What's going on? I go to the flap blocking my view of outside, and move it. Looking past the guy and the horses at the front of the wagon, I see this large, red wall. It looked brand new.

I hear voices outside-like the ones from before we entered the forest! I look back at the people in my carriage. The babies were taking a nap, one being amused by an older lady, and some older people were napping too. Most of the older people were calm about the stop, like they knew this was going to happen. Hmm… I go outside. Nobody stops me. Walking to the front of the pack, I see a large, closed gate for the tall red wall. It's not the biggest structure I've seen, but it is the first structure I've seen in this life.

I go to where Uncle is talking to the other people, but before I can bother them, Missy stops me. I look up to her in askance, making sure to show the least emotion possible. As it seem to be my clans trait, I don't want to be left behind in front of the other people. Missy gives me a reassuring pat on the back, giving nothing away on her face.

What is going on? Sigh. I always get so concerned with all this change. I should just accept it like I did this new life. There is going to be change. I should be desensitized by now. Ah, letting go of all the stress, I feel carefree. As I should. I'm a toddler for goodness sake's! I should stay like this, I think it will have me live longer. Though, I already have a life ahead of me, there's no reason not to have good habits now….

Okay, now that I'm calm, I look ahead with the same stale expression that Missy has-I'll have to learn her name soon-which probably doesn't look as intimidating as a baby, but whatever. I stand tall, ready to see what this big red wall is about and who these new people are. Speaking of, I look around to them-the new people.

There are some with weird hair colors-or maybe they're natural here-and they all seem to be soldiers. I remember, when all my buddies came back from the war, they all were like how these people were. Was there a war recently? Is that why Missy has scars? They put a young teenager in war? What…

I see one of them looking at me, one of the strangers. He has the same hard expression on his face. Wait a second! That's my clans thing! Not his! Or maybe it's just an effect from the war… I remember there were Asians like that… Well, okay. So it's not just my clans thing. But, as I pay more attention to everyone, my clan seems to have some tension with the man I was looking at, who looked away from me.

Huh… Ah! Uncle came back. When he noticed me he picked me up and put me back in the carrige after he told the older people what was going on. Huh?

"They said we can move in soon. Our new home. Konohagakure no sato."

AN: Ahaha, hello. This fic was made because of a dare, in case you didn't know already. I had to end it here because there was a two hour limit. The chapter is probably all chopped up because I didn't have time to edit but yeah… Some notes:

-The Haabu clan is cannon, but the clan in/going to Konoha isn't cannon. So yeah.

-I know there aren't many horses seen in Naruto, but the Haabu clan technically comes from where the horses come from in Naruto, from the way I set it up. So they have horses.

Anyway. Yeah, I don't know why I did so much research for this but whatever. If you want this to continue let me know, but for now it's a one-shot(EDIT: Not anymore! ^^). Thanks for reading though! I don't expect a lot, as this isn't a serious fic, but anyone who actually read this is appreciated.

EDIT: I just changed the Cover! I made it myself, it's an older version of Gin. Also another Dare. Took me four hours! OH AND I ALREADY HAVE REVIEWS AND STUFF THANK YOU merendinoemiliano AND MedicalGod! It means SO much and I might as well keep going now ahaha!