Author's Note: This is my second self-insert fiction, my first with using a non-canon character. I have no business publishing right now, let me just say. I'm juggling so many stories that I had to put two of them on hiatus, but the was just one idea that wouldn't seem to leave me alone so here I am. Hope you enjoy.

© Anime by Masashi Kishimoto

Inspired by Darkpetal16's "Rotted Rowan" (you should check it out, seriously)

Edited: September 5, 2014 (speech tagging, punctuation, and such fixed)

Chapter One

Reincarnation

Reincarnation, the religious or philosophical theory that the soul or spirit, after biological death, begins a new life in a new body.

That right there was just something that she never believed in. Something that more than likely doesn't, and will never, exist. It was a ridiculous thought that someone thought of to make death seem less frightening, that was what she would tell you if you asked for her opinion on such a thing. When you died, you lived a never ending afterlife in either Heaven or Hell. Because your soul just had no place else to go.

At least, that was what she thought. Until the most inevitable thing happened, she had in fact been reborn.

And oh no, she wasn't just being silly. This was no dream, nor was it an illusion. She was in fact reborn, the proof of it being that she was at the moment a small infant. She last remembered being in a terrible accident, in horrible pain while her life was slowly slipping away from her. And then she was here, wherever that was suppose to be.

She still possessed memory of her old life, who her parents were, her old friends, she even had a boyfriend and a very nice job. She still had memory about who she use to be, a twenty-six year old with tan skin and dark brow hair and brown eyes. She could see her arms and little hands right now, and she was pale. Several shades lighter than what she use to be.

She wriggled around in a woman's arms, said woman held her closer to keep a better hold. She was pale skinned, with long stark black hair and a pair of eyes to match. She had a certain vibe about her, one that gave off nothing but love, warmth, safety. It made her cease all her movement and just bask in it, while the woman smiled down at her sweetly. Lovingly stroking her cheek and tickling her chin.

She spoke to her softly, then the small child froze. She ... she hadn't understood a word of that, what was this language she was speaking? Was this... Japanese? Was she in Japan right now? She suppose that cleared the confusion of her current location.

She tried to speak back to her, more specifically to say what she just said in English. So she could understand. But no understandable words came out, only the sounds that you would expect from an infant. She should have expected such.

The woman chuckled, then turned to look at someone else. Her voice heightened in pitch, as if she were calling for them, and the only thing the little one could understand was the name that she'd called.

'Kagami'

This person named Kagami walked over and kneeled by the woman, some words were exchanged by the two until the young girl was finally moved into the arms of Kagami. Who she could now see was a man, with shaggy black hair and matching eyes.

His vibe felt different from the woman's, it wasn't as welcoming. He felt just a tad cold, and he had a small scowl on his face. It made the young one whimper a little and shrink back as much as she could. But he was only like this for a few seconds, after that his scowl turned into a small smile. And he held her much closer, lovingly patting her back. That felt much better.

The one named Kagami spoke to the woman again, she said something back to him. A name, a single name that he repeated after looking back down to the baby in his arms.

'Haruhi'

Was he saying her name was Haruhi? She couldn't tell, it was only confirmed when the woman scooted over and tickled her cheek. Cooing out the name, her name. Haruhi.

These two, this woman and this man named Kagami, were these ... possibly suppose to be her parents? If so, she was curious to know exactly who they were and what she was doing there. Find out where in Japan she was exactly.

These were some things that she didn't come to find out until two years later.

She was out with her mother, taking a nice and peaceful walk around the small town as she held her hand. They past up many people who resembled them, with their dark hair and eyes. Most of those people had headbands tied around their foreheads, with metal plates on them. They had a symbol on them, one that made her think of a leaf.

She remembered seeing those before, in her old life. In a manga that she used to read, Naruto. But it wasn't odd, it was a very popular manga and anime. Maybe the Japanese loved it so much they dressed like the characters?

But no, that hadn't been the case. She saw more people like that leaping incredibly fast on top of rooftops. Normal people could never do anything such as that, not even the Japanese. That was for certain.

On their walk, she saw many familiar things. Things she remembered seeing in the manga. The Ramen shop, the Hokage Tower ... the Stone Faces.

She didn't want to accept it, but the facts were practically smacking her right in the face. She wasn't just born in Japan, as a matter of fact that country didn't even exist here. None of the countries she remembered did. She was born somewhere that should've been impossible, because it was suppose to be fictional. Nothing more and nothing less.

She was in the Narutoverse, God that just seemed so ... odd. What was she doing in such a place like this? Who would want to be put in a world like this? A world filled with ninja and death.

A place where a lot of children were raised and trained as child soldiers, only to be used as expendable tools. This place... it wasn't what people made it out to be. This shouldn't have even been possible, it was difficult to take in.

There were numerous stories about the exact same situation that she was in, where the character is reborn into Naruto. Or they fall through a portal, get sucked into the manga, whatever nonsense they wrote about. The people who read such stories, who talked about how much they wished to be in the character's place, they don't realize what they were wishing for. In fact, they were stupid for it.

This place was harsh, it was dangerous and ruthless. It was just one of those places that you honestly wouldn't want to be, that included Haruhi. She didn't want any of this, she wanted nothing to do with this world.

She would much rather stick to the fanfiction, and let the imaginary characters deal with this bull crap.

But hell she was here already, whether she wanted to be or not was of no importance. Nothing could be done about it now, obviously. What was she to do, end her life? Well, that would just be plain insane. No matter how much she disliked being there, she would never go to such lengths.

But, then she had to wonder.

Why her? Why did she gain the privilege(curse) of being put into this world, this world of death? But maybe it wasn't so bad, maybe she could be a civilian. Yes, she didn't have to be a ninja. Maybe she was even born into a civilian family.

But how disappointed she was, this universe was against her. It was laughing at her, and she ruled out the possibility of a mistake being made. If there was any 'mistake', it was her being born here in the first place.

She was born into one of the four elite clans of Konohagakure, the Uchiha clan. She finally recognized the paper fan crest that marked the clansmen, that was hung throughout the compound.

Furthermore, she was born to Kagami Uchiha and his wife Miwako. The same Kagami Uchiha that was one of the six direct subordinates of Tobirama Senju, the second Hokage, during the first Shinobi World War.

That meant Shisui, who in his older years would be famed as 'Shisui of the Body Flicker', was to be her younger brother. That also meant that Itachi and Sasuke Uchiha were to be her younger cousins.

Oh what a family, to be put in one such as this (and be directly related to some of the canon characters) made her wonder what this world had in store for her.

It seemed amazing, it seemed cool, but she didn't want any of this. How would she survive?

Become a ninja? She was an Uchiha, that was most likely what would happen. Especially because of who her father was, she would have to live up to his name. Or be look upon as nothing more than a disappointment amongst her fellow clansmen. If she were to live in this world, it surely would not be as something like that.

Now, the timeline that she'd been born in was the same as Kakashi, Obito, the other Jounin teachers from Naruto's time. She knew this because there were only three faces on the Hokage monument, not to mention she's seen her father speaking to Sakumo Hatake on one occasion.

That meant that she was a long way away from canon, this also meant that the third war hasn't happened yet. She'd be a ninja for sure by the time it did, and would more than likely have to fight in it.

A war, filled with death and bloodshed ... it frightened her. It just frightened her to no end. She would have to kill, stain her hands with the red colors inside of their bodies. But she tried not to think of the bad things, but instead something else. A question.

What could she do? She was aware of the future, she had the knowledge. So what would she do with that? Probably nothing if the Uchiha clan massacre still happened.

Her fucking ass would be six feet under.

... There she went, thinking negatively again.

But maybe that could be avoided, if she thought about why it happened in the first place. Itachi committed the genocide because the Uchiha clan was plotting something very bad. Only because they felt like they were pushed into a corner by their Village.

They were accused, or at least under the suspicion, of the Nine-tails attack. As Kyuubi could be controlled by the Sharingan, a doujutsu only possessed by an Uchiha.

The Kyuubi attack only happened because Obito removed the beast from his host Kushina Uzumaki, and ordered it to attack. Having control of the beast, collecting the tailed beasts was part of his plan.

The Eye of the Moon plan, the one he adopted from Madara Uchiha. The man he met, the man that was the cause of everything Obito would do after that point, all starting because of his near death during the third war. Because of his accident.

If she prevented him getting caught under those rocks, the entire timeline would be shaken up. A lot of things would change, maybe for better or for worse.

That, or stop Kakashi from killing Rin. Or even making sure that Obito never falls for Rin, the first two would be out of her hands if she was never put onto their team. But the latter was doable, all in all that was a very good and non-risky plan. That is if she started Academy at the same time that they did, a year ahead of the normal enrollment age, at five years old. She would have to study hard and work even harder if she wanted to be placed in early.

She had but three years to work on it.

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When Haruhi and Miwako got home, they were greeted by Kagami. Haruhi dropped her Mother's hand and held her arms out to her father as he reached out to pick her up. He sat her on his hip and kissed his wife on the forehead.

"How was your stroll?" he questioned her as they walked to the lounge room, she smiled.

"It was very lovely," she replied in her usual spot spoken tone. "I spoke to a lot of people I knew, they just gushed over Haruhi." She giggled. "I met up with Mikoto and had a little chat, she told me Fugaku might ask her to marry him soon."

Haruhi nearly laughed, Fugaku Uchiha? It was funny to hear since he didn't seem like the type, Kagami smirked. "Really now? What made her come to that assumption?"

"Hmmm ..." Miwako hummed, tapping her chin. "Well, she said he's been acting a little different lately. A little nervous sometimes even."

"Maybe she's right, that surely doesn't sound like Fugaku." Haruhi stopped listening, it wasn't until Kagami spoke to her that she zoned back in. "Isn't that right Haruhi?" he asked her, tickling her belly. Making her squirm and giggle.

She nodded. "Yes dada." She didn't know what the hell he was talking about, but she clearly said the right thing when both of her parents smiled at her.

"Good, you're going to be such a smart girl when you grow up. If you keep that attitude." Well now she was wondering what he was talking about, as well as what she had just said yes to.

Miwako left the room after patting her daughter on the head, then Kagami brought her to another room that was deeper in the house. He slide the door open and closed it behind him.

There were shelves filled with books and scrolls, a low table sat in the middle of the room that her father sat her down at. She watched as he searched the shelves, pulling out books. She's never seen this room before, this was her first time being within it. She remembered Miwako telling her never to come in here however, that this was Kagami's private room.

It was his study, it explained everything that was in here. He walked back over and sat five books down onto the table, then picked her up and sat her down onto his lap as he took a seat on the ground. Taking one of the books and opening it to the first page, Haruhi saw nothing but kanji.

She couldn't understand a word of it, did he expect her to read this to him? His put his finger to the page and read the first line, dragging his finger below every word that he read aloud.

He asked for her to say it back to him, and she did. Looking over every word while doing so, so that was his angle? He was teaching her how to read. It was frustrating, having to learn to speak a language like Japanese was tiresome enough. Why couldn't the Japanese at least write in romaji?

At least then she'd know how to read it, even though she isn't suppose to know just like that. But she could've just faked it, pretend like she was struggling with it like a child her age should. How hard would that be?

Alongside with the reading, he began to teach her how to write out the kanji as well. Again, why not romaji, she had to learn all over again. Her child instincts began to bubble up a tantrum, that was how frustrated she was getting. But she bit it all down and toughed it out, she wouldn't succumb to something like that.

This nearly reminded her of how she had to learn to speak this language, only not as aggravating. She listened carefully to what everyone around her said, it was simple as that since she was developing like a child was suppose to. Too bad reading Kanji couldn't be that simple.

They did this for weeks and weeks. He apparently wanted her to learn early, she didn't blame him she supposed. He seemed like he wanted a smart child, and that was exactly what she would give to him.

He sat with her and read to her those five books for two and a half months, everyday she came home with her Mother. Eventually, for the first time since her studies began, he had her read it to him.

It wasn't perfect, it wasn't even good. She kept pausing and misprouncing words everywhere, but she was trying. Most of all she was learning, and that was a very good start for her.

These teachings were like their much need father-daughter bonding time, since the first two years of her life we mostly spent with her mother. While Kagami was very serious about her lessons, he seemed to enjoy this time with her as much as she did.

Once she was able to finally read all five of those books well, it had neared the end of that year. For elevan months she relearned the skill of reading and that was when Kagami had given her material that was a tiny bit more difficult.

It was a little ridiculous, it was hard, but she tried her hardest. She wanted to make her father proud, she was an Uchiha. The daughter of Kagami Uchiha no less. He then started her on the basics of Math, Science, and History by the time she was three.

The Mathematics and Science were very easy to learn, in all honesty she didn't learn anything. Because she knew it all already, those two subjects were for the most part just like the ones from her old life. She learned the Japanese names for the numbers, she knew how to count.

That was more than enough for her to know what she was doing.

Kagami would watch in amazement as she gave him answer after answer, all correct. He would probably expect more from her when she was older because of this, but right now she just wanted to see that glint of proudness in his eyes.

The History was something else that was easy, she already held knowledge of the Kage, the war, as well as other things thanks to the manga. So for now her studies in those subjects were put on hold.

Now, now is when she began her ninja training.

She was given another book by Kagami, one that she could read on her own. It held the basics of, and information on, chakra. It contained the meaning of chakra exhaustion and how it is gotten, how it is molded, your chakra coils and how they're unlocked, everything she would have to know.

Chakra, it was very much essential to perform even the simplest of techniques. It was more then just physical energy, it was mental and spiritual as well.

There were various methods used, the most common being hand seals, to control and manipulate chakra. In order create an effect that would otherwise not be possible. Such as walking on tress and atop of water, breathing out fire, creating and trapping people in illusions, as well as many other things.

Without it, you could say goodbye to a ninja career, or at least one where you would using ninjutsu and genjutsu. You'd have to settle for becoming a taijutsu master, or a weapons specialist. Haruhi hoped she had no deformities in that field, nothing like deformed chakra coils or blocked off chakra points. She wouldn't know until she tried to activate it, so she had to practice.

She was to read through the book first, then go to Kagami when done. She would then spend another month learning how to unlock her chakra.

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"You've been studying very hard Haruhi, I'm glad." Kagami said, giving his only child a small smile. "That shows me that you're very serious, now you're ready to move ahead in your training."

Haruhi smiled, she was very glad to hear that from him. She was happy to know that he was satisfied with the pace at which she was learning, it made her heart swell with pride and confidence.

Kagami picked up the leaf that laid on the low table next to them, then handed it out to her. "This is a very basic chakra exercise," He said, as Haruhi took it from him. "I want you to stick it to your forehead."

"Okay ..." she muttered, then focused some of her chakra to her forehead. She put the leaf there and it stuck, for one whole minute before it fell off. She caught it and looked up at the man who sat in front of her. "U-Umm ... I ..." she paused.

The look that Kagami was giving her was a hard one, one that told her to do it again. She sighed, he was even more serious here than he was with her studies. Possibly because this was the start of her ninja training. He wasn't her loving Father here, here he was her strict teacher.

She put the leave to her forehead again. "Concentrate," Is what Kagami told, and she gave a small nod. She dropped her hand and the leaf stayed again. She took, or tried to take, calm breaths. "don't let it fall again until I say so."

Her father's watchful eyes were making her nervous, it was almost as if he were judging her. At least that was how she felt. She clenched her fists, she could feel the leaf slipping again. This chakra stuff was a lot more difficult than she thought it would be.

Chakra ... she wasn't very familiar with it. Attempting to mold it, to focus and use it, was proving to be very troublesome. The other characters made it look easier, even if they messed up. They still got it a lot quicker than she did most likely.

When the leaf fell again, he sighed. Shaking his head. "You excel in book smarts, but from what I can see so far you lack greatly in chakra control. That will cause problems later on in your training ..."

Her shoulders slumped, he couldn't have expected her to get it right on the first couple of times. She was trying, what more did he want from her?! "I'm sorry Dada ..."

His stern look softened at the tone of her voice, then he sighed again. "We'll have to spend more time working on this exercise than I originally thought, you need more practice."

She stayed quiet, only nodding. She felt like she was disappointing him, that was something she never ever wanted to do. But she shouldn't just be doing this for Kagami.

She had to do it for herself as well, this was the Narutoverse. A place where you had to be strong in order to have a chance at survival, it was pretty much your only hope. And, maybe, if you ever got strong enough, those around you would be too afraid to even think of messing with you.

She'd work harder, she'd practice this exercise all day everyday until she got it near perfect. She would do nothing else.

And that was exactly what she did.

But not with her forehead, she started out with her hands first. It wasn't too different, but it seemed that concentrating chakra to the hands was a little simpler. She would stick the leaf to every individual finger, one by one, and try to hold it there for as long as she could.

She stuck it to her arms, her legs. After a while she started to have fun with it, eventually it didn't even feel like training anymore.

The more fun it was, even if it was only a little, the better.

If this was tricky for her, she could just imagine what learning jutsu would be like. Thankfully, training like that wouldn't begin until she was enrolled in Ninja Academy. Genjutsu, she wasn't sure. But that definitely wouldn't be until she was much older as well.

Because, a child her age could only do so much.

A month and a half went by until she could finally keep the leaf securely to her head. Her father was glad that she was finally able to grasp the basics of chakra control. And was ready to move her onto the next lesson he had planned for her.

Miwako however felt that her little girl needed a break, she hardly got any ever since her training began. She talked Kagami into giving Haruhi some time off, and he agreed. On the condition that she work even harder to make up for the lost time.

And Haruhi was very much willing to take that challenge from him, she knew the discipline would be more intense. That much was expected.

Miwako had taken Haruhi with her to visit her Aunt and Uncle, Mikoto and Fugaku. They both reminded her of her own parents, Miwako and Mikoto being very similar in personality. Fugaku was just like Kagami, if his 'strict teacher' mode was on twenty-four-seven.

"Hello Haruhi," Mikoto cooed, squatting down to her level. "how old are you now? My you've gotten so big."

Haruhi gave her a big smile, and held up three of her fingers. "I'm three now Auntie!" she said, and Mikoto giggled. She half expected the little one to say 'I'm this many!' when she held up her fingers. And she probably would've if Kagami hadn't taught her how to count, or she would've said it in English. But that probably would have confused her.

"I hear Kagami has begun her ninja training." Fugaku said to Miwako after glancing down at Haruhi.

Miwako nodded. "Oh yes he has, and she's doing so wonderfully!" She was never one for bragging, but when it came down to her child she just couldn't help it. "She's so smart, you should've seen how fast she was learning her academics. It was remarkable!"

By now they were all seated, Haruhi blushed a little from her spot in Mikoto's lap at her mother's words. She wasn't accustom to such praise, her father would always just give her a pat on the head and a 'great job'. Mikoto noticed her expression and giggled.

"You're embarrassing the little girl Miwako-chan." she said, running a hand through Haruhi's shaggy, shoulder length black hair.

"Why feel embarrassed? She's a little genius, I just know that she is!" She pinched Haruhi's cheek. "She's learning faster than a child her age usually does."

"Hn," Fugaku grunted. "exactly what should be expected, she is an Uchiha after all." Alright, she really wishes they would just change the subject already. She wasn't use to all of this attention, it was growing to be quite weird. She was so use to not being spoken about so highly.

Miwako nodded. "I swear, Kagami always says something just like that." Yeah, but probably a little nicer than that. She smiled. "You know, he plans to have her in the Academy by the time she's five. It's like a little goal he's set."

Hearing this made Haruhi look attentively at her mother, was that right? That was great, it was exactly what she wanted. She half thought she would have to ask him herself by that time.

"Oh, he does?" Mikoto looked down at her niece. "How exciting, would you like that Haruhi?" She didn't respond, only stared. She wasn't suppose to know what that is yet, so it was best to just not answer that question.

The adults continued their conversating after that, and the subject would switch away from her then back to her. They talked about Mikoto and Fugaku's newlywed life, then Haruhi some more. They talked about Fugaku's new position as clan head, then the subject would somehow migrate back over to Haruhi.

'Somehow' meaning Miwako would bring up her daughter no matter what they were talking about. But the two didn't seem to mind. However, Haruhi's cheeks would turn pink every time. She minded a little.

Their visit wasn't short, but not too long, and soon enough they had left Mikoto and Fugaku's home. Making a stop somewhere on their tread home.

To a Dango shop, to be more exact. Haruhi sat outside on one of the benches as she waited for Miwako to bring out the treats. She smiled when she saw her Mother approach, Miwako sat down next her her and handed her her stick.

She gripped it with her small hand and gave a smile. "Thank you, mama!"

"Just don't tell dada, okay sweetheart?" she said, putting a finger up to her lips. Kagami never allowed for Haruhi to eat sweets, saying that they were nothing more than teeth rotters. That she could do without them, Miwako was the type of parent that would break small rules like that for her.

Haruhi nodded, mimicking the same action as her mother before they both began to eat their treats. She's never eaten Dango before, neither here nor in her past life, but this shit was delicious. She could see why Itachi loved them so much.

"Can we come here again Mama?!" she asked, and Miwako chuckled at her excitement. It was a little childish, it was only sweets. But despite her having the mature mind of an adult, she still had child-like tendencies.

"Of course we can, honey." Her answer made Haruhi very happy, because a break like this would make her harder days of training to come very worth it.

Author's Note: It was never said or shown, or at least I never found, who Shisui's Mom was. So I made her up. Under the personality section of Kagami's wiki, it didn't say anything other than his loyalty to his clan/village. So I made that one up to.

Things may start off a little slow, but I'm trying not to rush anything.

This chapter may be edited later, because I feel like I could've added more detail to it. It doesn't seem rushed does it? That's something I'm not trying to do.

Another thing I'm not trying to do is turn Haruhi into a Mary-Sue, hopefully I'm doing a good job of that so far.

Question: Who is your favorite character in the show, and why?

Don't be a ghost reader, leave a review for me! I'm curious to know your opinions! :D