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To be honest, there is not much I could tell you.
Was my life flashy? Exciting? At least interesting? Hell no. Far from it.
I was a student, like you all. I also had no motivation in life. Most people summed me up in one sentence: "Talented but lazy. Wasted potential." and I agree with them.
But the truth was, that the world I lived in couldn't give me a reason to fight.
Family? Yes, I loved mine.
Friends? They come and go, especially in XXI century.
Money? The thing that gives you a possibility to live and be happy for some time? Yeah, pretty cool.
But all of these staff were a part of a system, that lied to you telling you that you could be something more. That you could achieve something great and become someone rememberable. For what though? No idea.
People didn't live their life. They didn't live for the most of the time. They worked like robots and forgot about emotions to the point where conversation with other human beings became an unwanted thing.
Did I hate that life? No.
Was I happy? No.
Did I care? No.
You can imagine how glad I was when the realization, that I'm a baby, hit me. Same shit all over again - what a joy, am I right?
As a 6 month old brat, I was able to stay awake for more than 3hours. That's an achievement, trust me. At that age, I also tried to figure out the localization and the time in which my new life was going to take place.
The house was mostly made of wood. There was also no sigh of modern technology, what threw me off. Books and papers laid almost everywhere and there was not many toys in, what I assumed to be, my room. Actually, I had maybe two things I could possibly play with.
'Maybe my family is poor.' I thought a couple of times, 'or we live in the countryside.'
One day, though, when my father came back from work, I've noticed a strange thing on his forehead and that was a really important clue for a slow minded me.
"Aguh buuha" I tried speaking while pointing at my father's face. He smiled kindly at me and ruffled my nonexistent hair.
"What's up little one?" He picked me up from the table on which I was lying, "Are you that happy to see your handsome dad, my cute sunshine?"
When our eyes where on the same level, I could finally confirm that he indeed wore a forehead protector. One with a leaf on it. The same which Konoha shinobies wore. Yep, that one.
I looked at the man in front of me. At his smiling face. At his blond hair and blue eyes. He was too young to be a father. He could be not older than 19. I've noticed how tired he was, even though he made a great deal to mask that.
I noticed his posture. How strong he looked. How the aura around his body was different than the one which my mother had.
"Ahjiu an uhaa baaa" I tried again, this time touching Konoha symbol.
"Uh?" he looked not sure, "You want to know what's that?" and while saying that he tilted his head to the left side. I just nodded starting to get impatience.
"That's a shinobi symbol sweetie. When you grow up, mommy and daddy will tell you everything about that, right Hikari?" and with that he kissed my cheek and put me back on the table.
The woman who was standing behind it laughed softly and kissed the top of my head. "Maybe she will want to be a civilian. Stop putting strange ideas into her head, Inoichi."
"I can see that in her eyes honey. She is a fighter, right sunshine?" he tickled my stomach. As I tried to kick his hand away while giggling, the smile on his face only grew. "See?"
"Okay, okay. We will see." she finally gave up. After a minute of looking at me and my father, she sighed "You know, I need more help in the flower shop. Especially in times like this. We get more and more funeral orders every day."
The atmosphere in the room changed to a serious one.
"I know, Hikari. Don't worry, the war will stop sooner than you think. Sakumo-san is doing a great job out there. Not to mention the new made Sannins." He came closer to my mother and hugged her, "I'm leaving tomorrow, but only for three weeks. Father needs as much help as he can get. I'll ask my cousin to come and help you. I'm sure she will be more than glad to."
"Yeah, okay. Just watch over yourself there." She bubbled to his shirt.
"I always do."
They stayed still in that position, until they heard my yawn. Mother looked at me, at my red face from tiredness and decided to take me to bed.
"You should go and sleep, too. You will need that." she called while escaping the room.
He smirked at her, "Oh? So now you're running away from me with our cute Ino? I'm not even allowed to put her to bed?"
"Aghuuuuua!" I yelled what made him grin.
"See? She wants me. I guess, I'm her favorite one, eh? But don't be jealous Hikari-chan. I bet she likes you a bit." he teasted while reaching for me.
Mother smirked back at him and swang me to the left away from my father's hands, "Sorry Inoichi-kun, but that yell means that she will poop in a second."
Dad's face turned greenish as mom continued, " But of course you can have her, If you wish to so badly."
"Aghuuuuua! Aaaa!" as I yelled again, father was long gone from the room.
Mom laughed and grabbed playfully one of my feet, "Good job little monster, good job. Now come, lets give you some food. I heard that you're hungry." She hummed.
"Aghuuuu!" I smiled back at her.
This was one of most educative days I had in my new life. Weren't you surprised, terrified or at least scared at the news of being reborn in Narutoverse, you may ask. Nah. Why? Because at least this time, If I wanted to die I could do it without any church telling me that it's a sin.
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Days passed. Years went by. War ended much later than anyone expected. But when the peace welcomed the village everyone celebrated. No matter the age, the status. Everyone was glad to see shinobies coming back to the village after all these time.
Mother was the happiest of them all. She put me on her shoulders and run through the crowd of people just to see her husband. I can't say that I wasn't equally excited. It was over two months since I've last seen my father. Don't get me wrong, I loved my mom. But dad was just.. dad. He tried to get back home as often as he could, but it wasn't that easy for most of the time. It was war in the end. People were needed at the fronts.
When a blond head came to our view, both of us yelled, "Dad!" "Inoichi!"
It took him 3 seconds to appear before us with tears in the corners of his eyes.
"My girls, my cute girls. We made it." He repeated.
Mother grabbed him so tightly that someone could think that she actually had some ninja training. But father didn't seem to mind that. The joy, the happiness. It was overwhelming.
"Okay, show yourself." He said to me while pulling out from the group hug.
I jumped down from mother's shoulders and stood straight with a huge grin. For 3 year old kid, I was pretty tall. My dark blond hair was tied in a hight ponytail similar to father's. I wore black clothes to my parents dislike, but they got used to it.
"Aw, you're growing too fast sunshine." He kneeled down to my level, "Whenever I look away from you, you grow 2cm taller. It's not fair."
"Daaaaaad~" I played along pretending to be shy about that, what only made him hug me.
"That's it. I'm carrying you home. Too many people is in here. What if some boy falls in love with you?"
I tried to protest but when I opened my mouth to speak, I was interrupted by father "Exactly. Let's go home. Too much, is too much." And with that we were on our way out from the crowd.
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Nights were always the hardest for me.
When I stayed alone in my room, it was almost too easy to get a headache from analyzing my situation.
At first, I thought, that I took Ino's place in this world, what irritated me a little. I wasn't the one for Ino-Shika-Cho. I wasn't the one for any kind of team work to be honest. "If you want to have something done well, do it yourself" as my grandma always said.
But in this world - in this village?
Without putting trust in other people, I wouldn't last long, and for now, I wanted to play "get a new life" game a little longer.
Plot was no longer existing anyways. My presence in this universe already have ruined everything. One person can change everything, even without trying.
Chakra seemed cool enough to encourage me to try my best. And if I failed, I would just die - not a big deal.
"So I'm Ino Yamanaka? Eh.. I wonder how will my parents name my future younger sister then.."