Notes about the story:
It skips times in random places.
I listened to "I Can Go the Distance" for over half of this chapter
I do not own Naruto.
Only my OC, Haruishi Hara and her parents.
I will stop skipping in random places once I get to Shippuden.
Enjoy.
My eyes fluttered open. Why couldn't I move? I wondered.
I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Realization hit me as I suddenly knew that I was only two months old.
"Your memories are coming back to you." A voice whispered in my head.
"What?" I asked in the brightness of my room. I was in a small room, made just for the new born baby.
"You're two months old. You were born again, as your wish wanted." The voice murmured again.
That was correct. I had wished to start over, and it happened. Be careful what you wish for.
"Where am I?" Closing my eyes, I knew I needed sleep but I couldn't go just yet.
"In a world where shinobi rule." The voice faded away and as did I.
10 minutes later:
My eyes opened again, but this time I was in someone's arms. I didn't see her as my mother; my instincts didn't allow that.
She sang softly, switching between humming and lyrics. I knew that song from somewhere, but it wouldn't register. Had she sung it during pregnancy? Probably.
Her voice was familiar, but it wasn't my real mothers. I couldn't move on my own free will. My jaw clenched in anger. I would have to suffer for the next three years; two if I was lucky.
What could I do for the next two years? I thought aloud knowing I was only making cooing and gurgling sounds. This pleased my mother for she held me tighter.
Meditate, was the first thing that came to my mind. I felt something stir inside of my stomach, and I knew instantly that feeling was actually chakra. If I could meditate and learn to control that, I would be golden.
Not denying I felt safe and warm in the mother's embrace I began to fade once more.
1 Month later:
Awakening I had realized another month had passed. How could time have gotten away from me like that? I wish I could have shaken my head.
I took deep breaths and concentrated on peaceful thoughts. The color of my room was pale gold. My crib was white. These were peaceful colors. I focused on them and evened out my breathing.
"She doesn't cry." I heard as I my mother held me close. I knew from that moment she was not a shinobi. Neither was the man I called my father, as he stroked my head.
I followed all of his movements with calculating eyes. Something they both noticed right away. "She seems smarter than she lets on."
They both had dark hair, and light colored eyes. I cursed myself for not being able to tell the colors from this far away. Closing my eyes, I knew it was time for a peaceful nap.
I woke up in a gurgled cry. "My mouth!" I screamed to no one. My eye twitched as i knew I was teething. Did my wish honestly have to make me endure these years and so soon? Babies didn't teeth at three months, did they?
My mother ran to my crib, humming that same familiar tune. I'm teething, woman. I do not need a lullaby. My mind became fuzzy as I stopped my tantrum. Maybe I did need soothing, this was the only way to do it.
6 Months Later:
After months of enduring the hardships that came with teething and learning how to walk and talk, I excelled. I knew these by heart, it was just being in a tiny body with an over sized head that kept me off balance. At 6 and a half months I was already talking, with a somewhat slurred speech.
At 8 months I asked for a book to read. They stared at me oddly, but gave me what I asked for.
The words looked strange, and I realized very quickly I had to relearn everything that is taught. Even if I knew it in my head. I could do this. I spent the last 7 months meditating when ever I had woken up for a few hours a day.
I sat down hard on my butt, and I began to memorize the words. "Read." I said, and quickly added a please. "Go over the sounds."
They did, and after another week I had finally started to understand and memorize the sounds and words. The letters took a few days longer, but I could live with that.
18 Months later:
At the age of two I could talk, read and walk with out any trouble. The term "They grow up so fast!" Was ever apparent in me.
"Do you think she should be enrolled in the Academy, Haruki?" My mother's tone was questioning, and my father's response was just the same.
"I'm not sure, Akahana." He replied.
"Mamma," I was a sweet young girl. I was never demanding or threw any more tantrums
"Yes, Haruishi-chan?" She asked, picking me up.
"I would like to go in a couple of years. Before that, I would like more books about chakra." They accepted and made me promise I would become a great kunoichi.
36 Months later:
"I'm going to Suna," Haruki said, "Before you attend the academy, would you like to come with me? It'll be about a week away from home."
I nodded. "I would like to go."
We set off, my father giving me a piggyback ride. "I'm do a lot of trading between the two villages, even though we're not the greatest allies right now."
"Why aren't we?" I asked.
"A few years back, A Wind daimyo started giving Konoha more missions than Suna. This lead to lack of funding in Suna, so we're not on the greatest terms." He explained.
I nodded my head, and closed my eyes.
3 Days later:
I awoke to finally see we had reached the suna gates, our wagon still full of goods. I noted they were all mostly kept in one piece.
"You can play..." The light haired man gave me a smile, "If you want." Bouncing a ball towards me, I let it roll to my feet.
Shrugging I picked it up, watching as other kids played. I wasn't great with playing with other children, so I decided not to.
I sat down on the edge of a sand box, noticing a red head beside me. Putting my elbows on my knees, I rolled the ball towards him.
I gasped as Sand shot out before him, tossing the ball away. "Hey!"
"I'm...I'm sorry." The voice mumbled.
"You didn't have to be so rough with it." I glared at the boy for a moment, before noticing how sad he was. "I'm sorry."
"What.." The green eyed boy stared in wonder.
"I shouldn't have gotten upset. The heat has gotten to me." I replied, fetching the ball and sitting back down.
I tried rolling it towards him again, and this time it stopped at his feet. "See, no threat!"
"I..I guess not!" He smiled cheerfully at me, and I mirrored him.
"I'm Haruishi." We rolled the ball back and forth with our feet as we talked.
"I'm Gaara." He replied.
for the next few moments, we 'played'. "I like your eyes, Gaara-san. Yet, I must be going. Father will be waiting for me. Goodbye, Gaara-san."
He reached out, "Wait..." The tears in his eyes made me stop. "You're the only one not afraid of me..."
"Is there a reason I should be afraid of you?" I marched up to him, and circled him. "I see no fangs, horns, tails or scales."
"I'm a monster." He sniffled.
"Uh." I began to laugh, Causing him to become angry.
"Why are you laughing at me?" He hissed.
"I don't see you as a monster, Gaara-san! You're my height! I do not see that as intimidating!" I held my hand over my mouth, dying as I kept back my laughter.
All the red head did was stare at me in confusion.
"Goodbye, Gaara-san. It was great meeting you.." I left with a wave of my hand.
1 Week later:
I stared at my father and mother, "I'm..actually nervous."
"You're nervous?" My mother giggled. "You've remembered everything since the first two months you were born. I'm sure you'll do well."
Actually I remember my last life as well. I spoke English, Russian and a little Danish, a little voice piped up from the back of my mind.
My father ruffled my hair. "You've spent the last five years learning, whats five more?"
I looked up and nodded. "I'll see you soon."
Through the whole day, we were supposed to get to know one another. I shoved my hands into my pockets as lunch came around, already finished. I watched with mild interest as kids my age talked and laughed. Yet one girl with bright pink hair sat in a corner visibly shaking.
Most kids wouldn't notice the shaking, but that's because their eyes weren't trained yet. I walked over to her, and sat down. She was completely different from the Gaara kid I had met yet she had the same sad eyes. I wondered briefly what my eyes looked like.
"Wise beyond your years." My parents would say. Were my eyes old? Did they give off intelligence? Shaking my head I sighed. "Why are you shaking?"
"No one wants to be my friend." She sniffled out.
"It's been one day. You've go the next five years to make a friend." I reassured her. She gave me a big smile, but she still had tears in her eyes.
72 Months later:
Lunch was finally over and before I knew it 6 years had gone by. Every day I would train and push myself until I collapsed. I wasn't great at taijutsu, but I excelled in chakra control and genjutsu. Ninjutsu was slightly harder than genjutsu but I was better at it than my hand to hand combat skills.
The pink haired girl I had tried to become friends with had grown out of her shell and was best friends with Ino, but she couldn't pass as a shinobi. Her parents removed her after a few more months. I didn't know the reasons but I assumed it was because of that.
My hair was a natural bleached blonde; nearly white. It went to my collar bone and framed my face. My bangs stopped right at my eyebrows, making them slightly short. I would wear my forehead protector around my forehead when I obtained it. My eyes were light blue and there wasn't anything special about them.
I wore a simple v neck robe I tied with a white sash over a sleeveless turtleneck like mesh shirt. The robe went to my thighs, and under that were my shorts that went to my knees. I put on my black open heeled shinobi sandals.
Today, we were going to meet our new sensei, since we had finally graduated yesterday.
"Make us proud!" my mother yelled as she waved me off. My father held her tightly, and I merely nodded.
Walking towards the academy, i reflected on the past couple of years.
I had been happy, caring and helpful to those in need. I was at the top of my class and I was extremely quiet. Not a creepy quiet, I just never had too much to say.
2 Hours later:
"Team Seven. Naruto Uzumaki, Haruishi Hara and Sasuke Uchiha."
"Team Eight, Kiba Inuzuka, Hinata Hyuga and Shino Aburame,"jkj
I didn't hear team nine as I sat quietly in the middle of Naruto and Sasuke as they bickered in short whispers.
"Team ten, Ino Yamanaka, Shikamaru Nara and Choji Akimichi"
With the class dismissed, I suggested we wait for our sensei.
"Yeah, yeah!" Naruto was overly joyed and I suppressed a giggle.
The boy beside me grunted, just to show he was in fact listening.
It was nearly two hours later when he finally arrived and did not at all appreciate the harmless joke Naruto played.
18 Hours later:
Before we knew it, we stood in front of the Join as he told us to strike with the intent to kill him. I knew he wouldn't be harmed, we were just kids to him after all. Taking a deep breath and before I could even exhale, Naruto had charged at him.
"Uzumaki-san!" I scolded loudly.
"I haven't even said start yet." He sighed. "Now you may begin."
We all took our respective hiding places, except for Naruto. As the fight continued, Kakashi-sensei caught me.
"Eh, Haru-chan. That genjutsu didn't seem to work." He noticed.
"Sorry, I have an eye for that sort of thing." Calculating his movements, I did the hand seals for my mystic lightning technique.
I ended with the tiger seal and pointed my fingers at Kakashi. Lightning circulated my hands as I let the chakra go straight for him. The weird thing was that it came back to me and I screamed "Release!"
The Jonin had caught me in a genjutsu, I bitterly thought.
My anger getting the better of me, I did the hand seals again, charging straight for him. "Kaminari yashi no jutsu!"
The lightning flared out and shocked my hands before it got anywhere close to the silver haired man. I screamed in pain trying to blow on my finger tips. Biting my tongue, and holding back tears I rolled my shoulders. I used up a little more chakra than I should, and I took a fighting stance.
"Are you sure you can fight with your hands all burnt like that?" Naruto yelled.
I shot him a glare "Don't underestimate me, Uzumaki-san."
With incredible speed, the jonin dodged my attack, elbowing my spine. The force caused me to cry out in pain, but I quickly recovered, throwing my leg into a round house as I aimed for his neck.
He dodged each blow I threw at him, and with will I grabbed shuriken and kunai to throw as well. Kakashi found an opening on my stomach and took it.
I flew back into the trees and closed my eyes. "Got it."
When I awoke ten minutes later, I had realized I had only grabbed a piece of cloth from Kakashi. He knew I had almost gotten the bell and quickly replaced it. I cursed my luck, and realized it was time for lunch.
Naruto was tied to a post, while Sasuke and I started to eat our lunch. Kakashi distinctly said we couldn't feed Naruto.
He upset me earlier by trapping me into the jutsu, I was going to feed my teammate whether he liked it or not. Sasuke caught on and just grunted.
"Here, Uzumaki-san. Uchiha-san and I will let you have half of our lunches, if you work with us to get the bells." I smiled politely and began to feed the blue eyed boy. He and Sasuke were older than me by a few months.
"In the ninja world, those who break the rules are trash, that's true, but those who abandon their comrades are worse than trash." Kakashi explained, a harshness in his voice.
I stared at him, my eyes wide with sudden fear. He had finished his whole rant, leaving us speechless. "But, You guys pass!" He smiled and waved, walking away. "Meet me at the bridge in the morning!"
"Eh!" Naruto screeched, "We're shinobi!"
1 Hour later:
My headache grew as I walked home, I needed food since I had given most of it to Naruto. Also I had used up way too much chakra with that stupid technique.
"You're home!" My mother smiled, embracing me.
"Yes. I passed. I am now officially a kunoichi of Konoha. A genin." I insisted that I was okay, and I just needed food after she heard my slurred speech and short breaths.
As I ate, I told my mother and now present father about my new teammates and sensei. "They're all really nice and very strong. I hope I can be like Hatake-sensei one day."
3 Weeks later:
The days went by as we found cats for villagers, or tended gardens. We did manual labor, and Kakashi helped out only once. At the end of the day, I walked towards the memorial stone, flowers in hand.
I stood there for a long moment, not noticing Kakashi had appeared beside me. "Good evening,Haru-chan."
"Good evening, Hatake-sensei." I placed the flowers down. "I think this memorial stone deserves flowers every once in awhile. I believe all of our loved ones look down on us from time to time, and if they see flowers, they know we are thinking about them; missing them."
"That's nice of you, I believe that as well." I could tell he smiled at me by the crinkle of his eye. He placed his hand on the top of my head, and we stood in silence.
After nearly five total minutes of silence i softly broke it. "I want to become a medic-nin."
"Is that so?" He asked. I merely nodded, and bid him a goodnight.
The Next Day:
We stood in front of the hokage's office, while Naruto yelled at him. "Uzumaki-san!" I scolded, reeling him back by his collar.
"Look! I want something more than just stupid labor missions! I want an actual mission!" He yelled, and I knew that had sealed our fate.
"Dobe." Sasuke sighed, clenching his jaw.
"Eh, what was that, teme?" As they started to fight, I took a step forward and bowed.
"My apologies of Uzumaki-sans outburst. Yet, I do agree with him. It would be helpful for all of us if we could just let Naruto have one little mission." I gave him my prettiest smile, and the Hokage nodded.
"There is one mission, Naruto." He said and that started our mission.
4 Days Later:
All hope seemed lost as Naruto jumped into Haku's Ice Mirrors. I cried out in pain, had being injured by Zabuza a few short minutes ago. Blood was slowly seeping into my lungs, and I knew i would drown in it if I didn't heal myself soon.
"Sensei-" I choked out,
"Guard Tazuna-san, Haru-chan." He ordered, and I jumped back to check on the man.
"You should heal yourself," He suggested.
I looked for the wound and healed the internal injury. For a few more minutes, I coughed up blood and other odd fluids from my body. How could I have been so careless? It had just been a water clone that Sasuke had missed.
"Hatake-sensei," I struggled to take a small step forward. "Forgive me."
Focusing my chakra into my arms and legs, I quickly ran into the jutsu, "Lightning palm no jutsu!"
I made sure none of the chakra got near my teammates, and they were safe from harms way as I collapsed in pain and defeat.
I had weakened Haku enough to be spotted by Sasuke and Naruto, leading to his demise.
Crawling towards them, "Are...you both..alright?" I began to heal their wounds, despite by best efforts I barely had any green chakra emit from my hands.
I had only seen glimpse of Zabuza's dead body as I came to. Yet I just fell back into darkness.
"You gave up your old life for a life filled with death?" The voice I hadn't heard in 11 yeras whispered.
"Every life has death." I yelled, frustrated in this eternal darkness.
"You're 11 and you have seen your first two deaths." It's voice was tense. "Technically 31 if you count your other life."
"I would have died, had I stayed." Tears threatened to escape. "He would have killed me one way or another."
"Your destiny is to die, one way or another." It mocked.
"I will never die by his hand." I screamed, punching through my very own mind.
"I will never let him kill me! He can't hurt me anymore" I awoke to Kakashi running into the room, silencing my screams.
I shook staring at my teammates. "Haru-chan.."
"It was a nightmare." I gave them an apologetic smile. "Please, let me heal my wounds and we will be on our way."
I guess I'll stop It here.
I'm not exactly proud of it.
Songs listened to: Waltz for ZiZi, I'll Make A Man Out Of You, I Can Go The Distance, Spokey Dokey, Secrets.