THICKER THAN WATER
Yumiko slept in her bed and woke up in the middle of the Third World War Shinobi, in the body of an orphan of Kirigakure. The problem was not to have fallen headlong into Naruto's universe, but to be on the wrong side of the story. When you are not a ninja of Kohogakure no Sato and there are no heroes capable of saving him. Then you become your own hero. DISCLAIMER
Naruto does not belong to me, it's as clear as water.
A TTENTION
I do not have beta and I use the translator. I took a little of my time to study a little more English, once I have a base, but it is weak (this is something that comes from my teaching), but I will soon be having frequent English classes (twice week), I'll try to do my best to apply the story. I apologize for the mistakes and feel free to indicate error's — this helps me a lot.
RATED — Classification tends to change when the story enters Shippuden phase. It is something to be judged yet, since I have not made the decision of what I will assign. If it happens I'll be warning you first and I'll tag the chapters that hold more adult content. Anyway, do not worry. The story will continue in majority free for all audiences.
DICTIONARY
Chīsai || Little (-) Shōjo || Girl (-) Otousan || Dad (-) Ojiisan || Grandpa (-) Kokoa || Cocoa (-) Yumiko || Dream
Kodomo || Kid (-) Baka || Idiot (-) Okaasan || Mom (-) Neko || Cat (-) Kuro || Preto (-) Kiiroi || Yellow
Shinpaishinaide || Do not worry (-) Daijōbudesu || Okay (-) Arigatogozaimasu || Thank you
Itterasshai || See you soon (-) Tadaima || I'm back (-) Ittekimasu || I'm going
" After the rain, the earth hardens." Japanese Proverbs
ONE 最初の
Waking up was weird. Her eyelids were heavy and her body ached with every small movement. Trying to stretch his legs, Shojo can hear his bones crack. Struggling a little more, she finally managed to open her eyes, to find a sky stained red and gray. Large storm clouds were crawling around him, about to break.
Shojo realized that her mouth was sore as she opened her lips and felt the iron taste of blood. A small shadow hung beside the child. Something wet touched his cheek. A cat, with his white fur stained white, looked at her with its large yellow eyes.
With a low meow, the neko circled his legs, reaching his feet and licking his ankles. Shojo relieved took her hands, one on each side of the body, struggling to stand. The pain in her small body was still there. But with the animal's encouragement, she managed to get out of the debris.
"Thank you." His fingers circled the small head and went behind his ears, drawing small circles that made the cat purr.
Taking a few steps, Shojo stepped on a piece of wood, letting out a low groan of pain, then bending down and reading the board. She was in the rubble of an orphanage located on a country's border.
She did not spend much time standing still, taking a few more steps, Shojo walked to one of the fallen bodies. The dead man wore a mossy green vest, strangely familiar. He held something firmly between his injured fingers, touching the surface and opening his hand, she noticed the symbol that adorned the bandana.
'So I'm in Naruto, with a lonely thought, Shojo continued his journey in search of someone who could help her. Some flashes of ninja's number one story went through his head. It was not much help, since it had gone years before the birth of the potracian.
That should be the Third World War Shinobi. Kirigakure passed through the bloody fog, being ruled by the third Mizukage. Even at this time, the Ninja Academy ritual began, where students were forced to fight to the death to gain approval. Giving the country of water the worst fame among the five great nations.
Those were difficult years, surrounded by pain and madness. Great ninjas, of such a distinguished future, were corrupted by the fog and became criminals of Rank-S. Taking as an example the seven fogs. His madness began with the insanity that covered Kiri's mark.
'There are a lot of children's bodies here, mostly ninja children, which means the war has erupted for some time, Shojo thought as he moved through the bodies, going from one and the other, looking for some weapon or supply. She was attached to the body of a six-year-old Kodomo. This was a war field. She was not foolish enough to continue walking alone and unprotected.
"Meowww" felt small nails scratching the side of his leg. Looking at the neko cub, Shojo can see a kunai trapped between his little cat's teeth.
"Thank you," the animal just blinked lazily, sitting and licking one of his legs in a carefree manner. "Let me take you, Kuro. You look tired."
The animal did not object in any way, either by name or offering, resting its head on one of Shojo's shoulders, relaxed for being in such a warm and safe place. She climbed on a rock and saw a stream of water just below, running toward him. Sitting on the edge of the creek and putting the feline on the ground.
'He will not miss it, she took a canteen from one of the fallen ninjas and took some of the clean water, before the blood spilled and became impure to drink. Meanwhile, the cat ventured into the water and thrust its claws into some fish, leading to the girl's lap one by one.
"Looks like we have enough for tonight. Let's find a place to sleep." With the canteen around her shoulders and her skirt full of fish, Shojo followed. "Release a meoow if you find some good place to sleep, Kuro."
The cat meow and then ran around the bodies, its rosy nose moving frantically, sniffing and sniffing. As Shojo laughed picking up branches and rocks to try to make a small bonfire. She was a child after all. And the puppy, which was now clean after a shower, looked like a fluffy white ball.
"Meowww" upon hearing the cat, she ran to meet her. The pair of yellow eyes were trapped in the darkness of a cave.
"Did you find anything, Kuro?" The cat made a move toward Kodomo, entering into a position of attack, when a groan was heard from inside the cave.
"What does a little girl do alone in the middle of a war field?" Driven by curiosity, Shojo took a few steps and, with a few strands of light, can see the bandana shining with the Konoha symbol. The man leaning against the stone walls was mortally wounded. But that was not what caught her eye, but rather her hair yellow sun color.
THICKER THAN WATER