So, obviously I've been caught up in the whole Self-Insert craze. This is my first fanfiction that I'm posting online, but I do hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto

Death came quickly for me. A speeding driver hit me as I was coming off the bus. I didn't even have time to think as it slammed into me and I was plunged into darkness. I don't know how long I was floating in the darkness. It felt like forever yet no time at all before I was torn into blinding light. The only thing I could do was scream and flail arms and legs that felt much too short. I continued to cry as I was wrapped up in something soft that inhibited my limbs, but exhaustion overcame me as I was swayed back and forth so I slept.

It took me a while to come to terms with being a baby. However, when I finally did, I wanted to learn quickly. I loved to move in my old life and I was glad to see that hadn't changed. I spent a lot of my time sleeping, but my favorite time of day was when my dad would take me outside. I couldn't see the world more than a few inches in front of my face, but I loved the air all the same.

The language around me was strange and I did my best to understand it, but it was hard without the visual aspect to help me. As a result I always looked forward to when my dad would read to me. The stories, or more accurately the pictures, were strange to me. While I still couldn't understand the words or the writing that was in a foreign language compared to where I was before I did recognize that the pictures were decidedly violent for someone as young as I was.

My first few weeks of life went by peacefully, but I was in for a brutal awakening when I saw Mitarashi Anko in one of the many buildings we visited. I gaped at the purple haired kunoichi still wondering how I could be seeing someone from one of my favorite stories in my past life. I heard my dad's rough voice speaking to her as if it wasn't strange that a fictional character was here in real life. I was even more shocked as he passed me over to be held by her. When I thought of Anko I could only think about how violent she was so I was terrified at being held by this woman. Yet she was gentle and she cooed at me like every other woman I had met in this new world. For just a moment I thought maybe this was a woman who just looked like Anko until I was whipped around and watched as Anko kicked a man and sent him flying.

I was still coming to terms with my new reality when dad took me home that day. The strange language was Japanese and the violent children books were because we were in a violent world. I suddenly saw this new world in an entirely new light and I was excited to meet my past life's heroes.

I didn't have another shock until I was a couple months old and I first saw myself in a mirror. I was beginning to understand the world and I knew my name was Tsume. I had learned it meant moon, but it wasn't until I saw myself that I understood the name. I had pure white hair and golden eyes and I even reminded myself of the moon.

The next few months past peacefully. I learned that my father owned the second most famous restaurant in the village, the Dango shop. And I learned more quickly than I should have, but I still couldn't help but revel in the praise my father was giving me when I first learned to crawl, when I took my first steps, and when my first word was "ChiChi" (AN: ChiChi = Dad). My first birthday party was small, and Anko was there. I learned quickly that she and my father were friends.

A few weeks after my first birthday my dad me to the park and there I made my first friend. I never expected my first friend to be Ino, but I was excited the moment I saw her playing in the flowers. I ran the best I could, but it was still a waddle with my short legs. Before I reached her a picked a flower and held it out to her, "Friend." Was the first thing I said to her and I was delighted when she giggled at me and matched my flower with one of hers.

"Yes." She told me and I giggled with her. Even though my vocabulary was more extensive than hers I had the feeling she wasn't stupid and I enjoyed her company. I was disappointed when it was time to go home, but dad promised me that we would get to play again.

Ino and I were soon best friends. Both our dads got involved in our play-dates. We played hide-and-seek with them and everything, but it was undeniable that Ino and I enjoyed being in each other's company.

By the time we were two Ino and I enjoyed a much larger variety of games. We played dress-up and we made each other sloppy flower crowns. My favorite game was ninja, but I was aware my dad seemed to discourage it. It was then that I became very aware that even though my dad respected ninjas like the other civilians he also knew how dangerous it was. I felt bad making dad worry about me, but I was already planning on being a ninja like Ino.

I didn't voice this until I was six. "Tsume, you're going to start school soon." He told me, and I knew he meant the civilian school.

"I want to be a ninja, chichi." I told him.

He was obviously taken aback. He crouched down to be at eye-level with me and I could see the concern in his matching golden eyes. "Honey, being a ninja is really dangerous. Do you understand?"

"Yes." I told him, "But I want to be a ninja!"

"Why?"

"Because I want to protect you and the rest of the village." I told him adamantly.

"I can protect myself honey, you don't have to worry about that."

"I want to be a ninja, chichi." I repeated not hesitating to look into his eyes.

It took plenty more arguing, but he finally relented and took me to get signed up at the ninja academy. The moment I entered the classroom I rushed to sit beside Ino. We had a few other girls in our group of friends, but we were still closest to each other.

I was surprised at first, that Naruto wasn't in our class and that Iruka wasn't our teacher. I reasoned that Naruto failed the final exam two years before and that Iruka probably wasn't a teacher with Mizuki yet.

It was even more surprising that Sasuke was so open. He was excited to answer each of Shizuka sensei's questions, and was always smiling. I had almost forgotten that he was such a happy kid before the Uchiha massacre.

At lunch Ino noticed that I kept looking at him. "You like him don't you?" She teased.

"What? No I – " I gave up explaining myself when I realized I didn't really have a reason and that Ino wouldn't believe any excuse I gave her anyway.

I was horrified when she got up and walked straight to him, "Hey, my name is Ino and this is Tsume." She greeted. "Wanna eat lunch with us?"

Sasuke grinned at us, "Yeah!"

Ino smirked at me as I struggled to figure out what to say, "Um so, how do you like the academy so far?"

Sasuke smiled, "I love it! I learned a lot of stuff before from Nii-chan though."

"Yeah I noticed." Ino said. "You never put your hand down!"

I was content to let Ino lead the conversation. After all, she was always more social than I was. The two ended up chattering on and on about Itachi and I felt horrible knowing that Itachi was going to kill the entire clan before we graduated. I wanted to stop it, I really did. But I knew I couldn't. Not only would I not have the power to do so, but the consequences could be catastrophic.

"Tsume? You okay?" I suddenly noticed that Ino was trying to get my attention.

"Yeah, fine. Why?"

"Because Shizuka sensei just said it's time to go back in."

"Oh." I pouted a bit because I hadn't finished my lunch so I shoved what I could into my mouth before following Ino.

"You're such a pig!" She said, but was laughing.

AN: So this is the set-up... I'm working on chapter 2. I would love some reviews even something simple like a smiley face makes my day. Constructive Criticism is also greatly appreciated :)