I of course don't own Naruto, But any Oc's that appear are mine.

Please read this before starting the story.

I don't know how often this story will be updated, I don't know if it will be suddenly dropped like others and I'm sorry that I can not confirm anything. I am mainly posting this to try out continuously writing again, however I do work a lot. I do WANT to keep this story going. I have a lot already planned out in my head.

This IS a self insert story, however I will make sure not to make the character a Mary Sue. Yes she will end up being super strong and will have a leg ahead others AT THE START mainly because she had a head start. She will not however be stronger then our main boy Naruto when he reaches his peak. Nor will the other character (designed after my best friend). I do have drawings of both those characters that I can maybe post somewhere if people are even interested.

I hope you enjoy the story. Chapter lengths will vary by what fits best into the Narrative of the Chapter.


Well…..this was troublesome. I could tell that I had been reborn. I was being held in a giants arms, with a lack of clear vision and words being mumbled around me. That I completely understood. I also understood that I had died. It was just a fact. Like the sky is blue or that the earth is round. The thing though that I was having extreme trouble with, was that I couldn't remember dying.

And also the weird energy in the air every-fucking-where.

It was frustrating, trying to remember but I was drawing a blank. My other memories came easily to me, there was no issue there. I could remember my siblings, my 1st grade teacher, the two cats I had Ruby and Jolyne. But as I scoured my brain for a hint of what had happened to me before this I just couldn't remember. I knew that I had died, like it was pure fact, yet the answer of how eluded me. Plus this energy….. I could feel it swirling inside me. Like a fire. It was uncomfortable and I couldn't understand it. It was definitely something that I had never felt before, in my past life.

What in the world was even happening. Why was it happening. Why couldn't remember my own death? Was it bad ass? Normal? Something stupid like falling down the stairs? Bloody hell this was frustrating!

Fuck this. Unable to handle the stress of not understanding, I started to cry.

There was an audible sigh of relief in the room when my tears started flowing. And that's when I realized, I hadn't been crying. I'm a newborn and I wasn't crying. They thought something was wrong.

Boy did my sudden stress cover my ass.

I could feel myself being carried around and I decided to just black the next parts out. A woman with the mind of a 21 year old trapped into a small chubby baby body was not something that helped keep a mind stable. Plus it wasn't like I could see anything and my hearing was piss poor at the moment.

Yep. Everything was troublesome.

I decided to take a nap.


I was in the Naruto universe. In the Goddamn land of the ninja and child slaughter. And not only that, I was a Nara.

A NARA.

The clan of cleverness and shadows. And also a rout bit of laziness to boot. Well at least the ladder part fit to my prior personality. Also I got to keep my before name. Which was weird. Except now as Nara Nikki, my name had meaning. Unlike it did as an American. It meant tree. Well 2 trees. Clever mom. Cuz we live in the village hidden in the leaves! It was supposed to be a surname though. But my mother ignored that. I quickly learned that my new mother marched to the beat of her own drum.

Fun.

Starting my life in this world...sucked. I had no idea who my father was, as my mother wouldn't talk about him no matter how many times I asked. In my past life I always had a father, and not even knowing anything about him bothered me. Oh and I was apparently a sensor type. Which SUCKED, at least at first It had. The sense was absolutely overwhelming until i learned to tame it. Still, wasn't 100% at keeping it in check but it didn't make me want to vomit anymore from a sensory overload. I'm also sure my mom was unaware of my sensing capabilities.

I could feel peoples chakra around me. To the point I could know if they were stopping by or not. And found I could use this to my advantage at least, to book it out of the house before any guests got there. I wasn't too big of a fan of people and this only made it so much easier to avoid them.

But another side effect to my exemplary sensing abilities was that I could also feel my mother's emotions through her chakra. I could feel when she was happy that I was able to use all of the common hand symbols by my 3rd birthday. When she was annoyed that I ate all the sweets in the house while she had been outside doing yard work. When It stung when I asked about my father.

I stopped asking.

We were just normal members of the clan. Not of the main family so there wasn't a lot of stress put on me. Especially to be a ninja. Was that gonna stop me? Hell no. And my mother was a aware of that fact. She herself, made it to genin level so she showed me the basics, such as hand signs, and the beginnings of chakra control. But it was all taken lightly, like she hoped her child wouldn't become a killing machine.

The first 3 years of my life went by pretty uneventfully. Especially beings that I was in the Naruto universe. I didn't even know when I was. I had nothing to currently base it off of. All I knew was the 3rd Hokage was in power.

Yeah that narrowed it down.

If it was before or after the Kyuubi attack I wouldn't be able to say. I almost never left our compound unless it was during one of my house guest escapes. Outside I hadn't met anyone who could help pinpoint the timeline. And the few continual guests that ever came over were usually from the clan.

Speaking of Naras…. I could feel the chakra of one heading to the house now. Hmm with that level of chakra they were definitely of Jounin level. Welp. Time to skedaddle. I popped out of my mental musings and I pulled myself up to my window with my stubby 3 ½ year old arms and jumped right through it.

Upside to being in this world? You can do a hell of a lot more at 3 then you could in my old one. I smirked to myself when my feet hit the ground. I knew my mom wouldn't be too upset. I did this all the time. She was upset at first but eventually gave up after the 30th time.

Yeah I was a sneaky bastard.

I started to run off in the opposite direction of the house with a snicker. But as I started to sprint I looked to my left and saw the soon to be house guest….staring directly at me, with the Nara equivalent of a surprised face. And it was none other then Nara Shikaku. The clan head.

Oh fuck.

Apparently I said that out loud because he frowned and muttered 'troublesome' under his breath. But I was out of earshot to hear anymore. And boy was I booking it. I was out of the compound in a short amount of time, into the streets of Konaha, with thoughts riddling my brain at 100 miles per hour.

Why was the Clan head at our house? He NEVER came there before…. Not that I know of. But I was usually always there! And I would remember his chakra. He wasn't my secret dad right? No he wasn't. Though our chakras were similar it was because of the clan connection. Part of my chakra was different. Non clan. Which is probably why my mom was keeping my dad a secret. So why? Why was the head going to my hou-

I was snapped out of my thoughts and to the ground after I slammed into something.

Or should I say someone?

"Oi watch where you're going!"

I blinked and looked up to see a patch of blonde hair with white tips and chocolate brown eyes staring at me menacingly. They stood in a white and blue child Yukata, that had a chinese dragon esque design on it, with ninja pants and cheap dirty sandals that appeared to be barely holding themselves together as though they were handed down for 50 years.

They had war paint, two blue tear marks coming down from their eyes. And they had a face that could be both adorable and serious depending on the situation.

This kid….girl...looked like a Jiraya/Tsunade love child to be honest.

"Ah sorry," I tried. Apologies weren't my best suit. I didn't interact with many people. Especially kids. My mom was kinda the clan shutout having a kid outta wedlock. And I just wasn't social. It was surprising that we even got as many guests as we did. However most of them came to check up on Finjutsu stuff. My mom wasn't a master, but she was one of the best in the clan. She could write and create amazing seals that could be opened by a specific person's chakra. Locking seals were her specialty but she also knew quite a few sealing ones. That's why she wasn't too mad when I disappeared when we had guests. They were there for her anyways.

The kid crossed their arms and huffed with an annoyed expression "whatcha running from anyways?"

I blinked. Not expecting them to actually be curious. More so for them to carry on with their day. "oh." I hesitated in surprise "There was...a house guest,"

Laughter bellowed out from the kid and they held their stomach as roared with laughter. They laughed for a good few minutes before finally stopping and wiping a tear from their eye. "oh man that's great," they then looked me up and down, inspecting for a few moments with a determined expression "I've decided. You're my friend now,"

"You don't even know my name," I retorted with a wrinkled brow. This kid was fuckin weird. And that was unusually sudden. It was like a Naruto move. But, I didn't even recognize this kid from the show. Had to be a background character? But with hair like that they would have been more noticeable….

The kid paused and blinked. "huh… well I'm Sarana, call me Sara for short,"

My eyebrows crinkled further as memories of a life lost surfaced. My best friend. Who had a similar name. But were quickly repressed as soon as they surfaced. Didn't want to get emotional around this odd kid. That world was long gone for me anyways.

I figured now was a good time to get off the ground as I was still sitting from when I fell. There hadn't really been a reason to raise myself back up till now. So I pushed myself up to my feet, a bored expression written on my face, not really out of boredom, but because that was pretty much the Nara default expression. And I wasn't any different. "Nara Nikki, it's a pleasure to meet you Sarana-san" I tried to say as professionally as I could. As in this life my mother beat into my head how important it was to be polite and professional. My hand was out for a handshake.

Sara's eyes blinked and her brows furrowed in thought for a few seconds before her face split out into a smile. Obviously it had triggered something in her brain "Nikki? Cool!" she replied appearing to have ignored what her brain had thought of. Huh, odd that she would have latched onto the first name rather than the last, since Nara was an important clan in the village. Wait, did she just say Nikki?

I tried to hide the huge sigh that wanted to come out. This kid didn't care about honorifics did they? Or they thought we were already good enough friends to drop them.

A sneaky grin crept its way upon the other girls face "if you're trying to hide, I know a place we can go to!" Sarana exclaimed before quickly grabbing my hand and dragging me off before I could even think to escape.

Holy shit. This kid had a grip. Like adult level grip, and they were probably the same age as me! Plus, their level of chakra was huge way higher than a kid their age should have. Higher than my own. And I had unusually high levels of chakra for a Nara. Especially at my age.

I didn't struggle and accepted my fate as this odd blonde/white haired kid dragged me off to God knows where. I had to pay slight attention to my feet at first, to get used to the pace the psycho child gripping my hand had set. But after a minute or two I quickly found a good stride without tripping.

The look on my face would show disinterest and no focus a la Nara, but my brain was on overdrive remembering every twist and turn so that I could find my way home. Having a Nara brain had its perks, and I had a really good recollection memory. My sensory skills weren't good enough yet to be able to sense my mom from a great distance to find my way back so memory would have to do.

Plus I had a feeling that I would have to be returning to wherever I was being dragged to again.

Eventually I felt the hand let go of my arm and my focus returned to the other person near me. This Sarana.

"This, is my training spot" she announced with flourish her arm out to show off the spot. Her hair spun with her turn.

There was a small river about 5 feet wide and a small waterfall with only about 10 feet of a drop. The clearing that was around had definitely seen some kuni/throwing star activity.

My eyes scanned around the area. There were traces of chakra, most likely from jutsu training. Nothing felt elemental but I hadn't really been exposed to that so I wasn't too sure. A tree had slash marks that went up about 5 feet up the tree, that had to be from the tree walking exercise. Hn that's a geinin level technique. Though lucky it looked as though not much if any progress was made. 5 ft was probably how high you could go just running at it with no chakra. Another tree had random ninja tools stuck in it. Mainly throwing stars. And if I wasn't mistaken, some of the shuriken had specks of blood on them. Most likely from improper handling. And the footprints in the area were only for a small person. This kid did ninja training alone.

Dangerous ninja training.

"I've come to the conclusion that you're an idiot," I said with no remorse. At Sara's age, which had to be the same as hers, doing tree walking and ninjutsu without supervision was a fast way to get yourself killed. What the hell where they even thinking! They should know better! Though…. With the factors of this kid such as no surname, the shoes she wore, and some others… they were definitely an orphan kid. Not a clan kid. Not a child of a non clan shinobi. So how the hell would they even know about this stuff!

Sarana sputtered and blinked rapidly. "what?!" yeah she probably wasn't expecting me to insult her after showing me her super secret training escape spot.

"This training, at your age, especially with your chakra level is extremely dangerous. Are you trying to get yourself killed?!" I hissed. Plus… my brain was on overdrive, that was a fast track way to getting yourself kidnapped by Danzo and thrown into ROOT. God this kid was lucky I ran into them when I did.

Literally ran into them mind you.

Gods I just hope that no upper shinobi had gotten wind of this. I knew what would happen to those dubbed as geniuses. Kakashi and Itachi actually were lucky. Despite the hell their lives became.

"How do you even know how to do some of this stuff! You're definitely not a clan kid," I left the other part unspoken. The orphan part. They would know what I'm saying.

"uh… well. I watched some ninja do it… yeah!" Sarana replied with a forced chuckle. Her hand was behind her head and she rubbed it nervously. It was obvious that she had been lying. She'd have to get better at that is she was going to be a shinobi.

At the definite lie, my brain came to only one conclusion for all of this. "you were reborn weren't you," I said quietly. I knew there wasn't anyone nearby. Hopefully. If someone was really good at hiding from sensors…. Fuck like an ANBU or ROOT….

"How did you…." Saranas voice whispered softly in confusion before her eyes lit up. "you too…"

My hand slapped over her mouth "we can't let anyone know." I stated in a serious tone. I could feel the shadows under my eyes get darker by the sudden stress of this revelation. It probably would have been more intimidating if I wasn't a measly 3 year old. Hopefully no one was listening in. It wasn't like we were high profile people anyways. A random low rank clan kid and an orphan. That could at least increase our chances of not being caught. We just had to be extremely careful. Bloody hell of course this was my luck.

Sarana nodded and I could feel her smile. "Then we definitely got to be friends." she said as if it was a fact. Probably wanting to connect over losing everything once. Damn that got depressing. For a second my brain wondered if she could remember how she had died. My death still eluded me. I had not recalled any of it.

My brain mulled over the possibilities and outcomes. The pros and the cons. And after a few seconds I realized that emotion was actually going to override my logic. This person reminded me of someone from my past life. Way to much of them to the point that even after just meeting them, it was clouding my judgment. Just like when Tsunade made that bet with Naruto. Hell this kid even had a similar nam-...wait. There was no way. It wasn't possible. It was literally astronomically improbable!

"Sara?" I asked hesitantly. Trying to go out on a limb. Maybe my suspicion could prove correct. My heart clutched that hope loosely.

"uh yeah?"Sarana responded in a slightly confused tone.

I shook my head. "Sarah-ya" I said. Seeing if that would be my confirmation. That was what I called my best friend. I used a stupid honorific that a character from One Piece used.

Sarana's eyes widened and her arms dropped to her sides. "Holy shit…" she exhaled. Finally coming to the same conclusion that I had.

My best friend was reborn into the same world as me.


After about 2 hours of catching up I decided that it was time to return home. I was still curious as to why the clan head was at my house. And I was still 3…. Physically, so my mother would be panicking if I didn't return soon.

I was nearing my house, I had already entered the Nara compound and I let my senses feel out inside the house. Yeah. Shikaku was still there. With my mom. This was about me wasn't it? Fuck… time to be a grown ass adul-3 year old. I was 3 now. Yet mentally I had 24 years under my belt. Wonderful.

I decided to be a normal human being for once and entered the front door (Usually entering through the window, Ninja style) puffing my cheek out in a childish manner. If was in a 3 year old body I was damn gunna act like it, and I really didn't like meeting new people. One today was enough. Even if in a way I technically knew her… but that didn't count! New world new rules!

As I entered the door I instantly smelled tea and dango. Damn. My mom knew how to draw me in. My feet went straight to the smell. Which lead me to the living room where my mom and Shikaku were sitting at the table, having tea.

There was a smile on my moms face...that promised punishment later on. Well shit. It was probably for ditching when the clan head showed up. But in my defense, I didn't know at first it would be him. Like mom coulda told me first. Especially because she knew my running habit.

Trying to be as casual as possible I slid down into a seat not next to my mom or Mr. Clan leader, but on a different side of the table. They were sitting on opposite sides so it made sense to be in middle ground. Especially with the anger seething from my mother. Yeah gunna avoid that fire hazard.

Plus there was a plate of dango and some green tea there so that was definitely first priority.

I started to bite into my food, mouth open wide, when I could hear my mom cough into her hand which made me pause. I looked to her, her arms were crossed as she glared at me, and her eyes flickered to our guest then back in a silent exchange. I looked to Shikaku then to my mom then Shikaku again before groaning and plopping onto the ground. "mooooom I don't wanna deal with anymore people today. I already made a friend isn't that enough?" was I playing the 3 year old well enough? I think I was.

There was a look of surprise on her face and she muttered "you made a friend," in a confused surprised tone before shaking her head. "Our clan leader is here to speak with you, and you just ran off like you usually do! I don't even know how you know people are coming…." she said that last sentence with a little more hesitation, then turned to Shikaku "I'm sorry Shikaku-sama, she's a bit of a troublesome child,"

Ha! Like you're any less troublesome woman! Though, I did prefer my new mom, over my past lives mom. This one actually did her job,you know being a mother. And God damn as much as I hated to admit it. I loved her. So fuckin much.

Shikaku scratched the back of his head then sighed. "it's alright. I understand her not wanting to deal with people," he was definitely speaking from experience. He gave my mom an exhausted expression. Yeah. She was definitely an overwhelming woman. Especially as a pure blooded Nara. But a lot of Nara women did tend to be a handful. Though I was female, my demeanor leaned more towards the Male demeanor.

I sighed from the ground my arms T posed, for a good five seconds before I stood up. Not rushed mind you. I decided to try and save my ass as best as I can before my mother whoops it off. With Chakra enhanced strikes I might add. I bowed "I apologize for my earlier and recent actions Shikaku-sama...did you wish to discuss anything with me?"

Shikaku stared at me for a few seconds obviously mulling something over. His Nara brain working over something. He then sighed, he seemed to do that a lot, before turning to my mother.

"I see why you asked for me. She's definitely ahead for her age,"

My eyes widened. I thought I was being careful! Plus we've interacted for like 5 minutes tops? Then again I was surrounded by God Damn Naras! That was just unfair! Plus Shikaku was at the top of the I'll figure you out in 2 seconds list. Damn it! I quickly returned my expression to neutral.

He then turned to me "You're mother has asked me to teach you to be a shinobi, as well as our clan jutsus. I would be teaching you along with my son Shikamaru." He stated then he waited for my reaction.

My brain started to zip at a million miles an hour. Train? WITH SHIKAKU AND SHIKAMARU? This could be both good and bad. Being around those two could expose me… but the payout from learning from the clan head was enormous. And my mom didn't really know the clan jutsus. She only became Genin and then focused on Finjutsu as she had a knack for it.

My brain mulled over it for a few more seconds before finally coming to a conclusion.

"That sounds troublesome...Sensei"


After talking over schedules and other things I was then sent off to bed so my mother and Shikaku, now Sensei for me I guess, could talk more.

Of course I didn't go to bed. I was in my room. Ear to the door listening in on their conversation, chakra pooled to my ears to increase my hearing ability. My nose was slightly crunched in focus. If I wasn't too careful Shikaku would know I was awake, and using Chakra. If he didn't already know.

"I'm sorry about her demeanor, she's definitely odd. Especially for a Nara" I could hear my mom say.

Yeah. So I was definitely a little different from most Naras but I definitely inherited the lazy factor. And my past life experience helped give me a small edge on the intelligence factor.

Shikaku chuckled. Damn him, it was a nice chuckle. He had a nice voice. And a nice face. And I was only 3… well 3 ½. I had no chance…. Fuck… wait don't get distracted!

"She's definitely got the wits of one," he responded.

I felt pride swirl in my chest and my face heat up slightly. Hearing that from someone who is most likely the smartest in the entire Village was a huge compliment.

"Yes. She does still have some quirks of her father though…" my mom responded.

Woahoooh my mom just talked about my Dad?! She never talks about him! But does that mean…. Shikaku knows?

"Her chakra reserves are pretty high, for someone her age. She must have inherited that from him," Shikaku added. Holy shit he knows "plus, I have the feeling she is a sensor. With how she apparently ditches every time you have a guest,"

There was a pause. "a sensor?" my mom asked hesitantly. Not out of not knowing what that was, but because it was rare for Nara's to be sensors. Which is why they were usually paired with Yamanaka's, who were usually sensors.

"It seems the most likely. And a strong one at that. Since at this age she sensed me coming from a good distance. Enough to be out a window and escaping before I even reached the house," Shikaku explained.

"That damn brat," my mom huffed. Probably most annoyed at herself for not realizing.

Shikaku chuckled "try not to blame yourself too hard. Kids can be troublesome,"

"Yeah but does your kid escape the house whenever someone is over?" My mom asked in an annoyed yet defeated tone.

"No, but he does pretend to be asleep," Shikaku responded.

I nodded in approval. That kid and I would be close friends.

"Are you worried about her being a Shinobi?" Shikaku suddenly asked with a slightly more serious tone.

I could almost feel my mom rubbing her temples in frustration. "Yes. But it won't stop her. I can tell. It's her dream. She asked for a kuni set for her last birthday, and a Shuriken set for this one. I won't be able to stop her… I think the will of fire runs strong in her. She's always asking about shinobi. And whenever we visit the inner city I can see her eyes light up when she recognizes a shinobi walking around. Its It's her dream. Her motivation,"

There was another long pause.

It was Shikaku who finally spoke "A motivated Nara huh? Well that's truly terrifying,"