Warning: This story will contain graphic depiction of violence and gore.Sexual themes will be present.Disclaimer:I don't own anything from the anime all i own are my original characters and plot twists.Talking"Thinking'"Jutsu/Kurama Talkingprologue
For four months or so I'd been living in a half asleep half aware state and it seemingly took me that long to finally gain clarity to the situation i am currently in.
Before my death (or whatever it was that happened since i don't know how i got here and where ever "here"was.) i was a young man at the age of twenty one still had a while lot of life to live(unless i died prematurely) and i had my goals all planned out,varsity, work, make as much money as i can, probably find myself a girl along the way, have one or maybe two kids
and retire at the ripe old age of fifty.Not very ambitious but i was an ordinary guy from an average family with average life goals.
The first thing i noticed upon finally developing good enough eyesight and brain activity was that i was in some kind of wooden prison...
which i discovered to be a crib from further observation.
I've read a lot of fanfiction and from my current circumstances I'd come to the conclusion that i had either been reborn or was in some kind of mentally induced state
which i highly doubt as this situation struck me as way to realisticrealistic for that.
looking around the room or whichever party of the room i could see from my current position
it looked to be made of Brown wooden walls and upon these walls were painted pictures of some weird red and white lollipop which should have clued me in to my current situation buy it wasn't until later when someone entered my room that things began to add up.
I heard some type of sliding door open and voices could be heard coming towards me.
i tried to twist my head in the direction that i heard the voices coming from but realized that my infant body was too underdeveloped for such refined movement.
I never realized how hard it is to move my body as an infant but i guess this is an unusual situation and I'm probably not supposed to be intelligent enough to figure that out.
As the voices got closer i realized that they were speaking in a foreign language and from what little i know it sounded like there were speaking in Japanese.
'So I'm probably in Japan or some Asian country,i guess I'm going to have to learn a new language from scratch which is a task I'm not looking forward to'.
The first voice was that of a woman and gave me a sense of familiarity, 'guess my mind subconsciously knows this voice from the time my senses couldn't function properly'
and the second voice was a bit high pitched and childish.
'A woman and a child then, probably my family'.
The woman said something to me atleast it looked like she was talking to me since she was looking down at me and i heard her say the name "Sasu-chan".
'If I'm not mistaken the word "chan" is some form of endearing term used in the Japanese language when addressing a female who you have a close relationship with, meaning...'crap i hope i haven't been reborn into the body of a female not that i have anything against female's in general but i liked being male and i would definitely find it weird having the body of a female with the soul of a man.
Worst of all is that i couldn't even check myself to see if i still had my junk thanks to this body being all but useless with the exception of producing shit and urinating which was extremely fucked up.
I think I'm actually going to be mentally scarred for the rest of my new life because soiling yourself as a grown man(even though I'm not) is something that one does not just forget."EVER".
Anyway mental rant aside, the woman who i guess was my mother picked me up and boy did it feel weird being picked up by(from my point of view)a pair of giant hands and held against a pair of giant tits not that I'm complaining or anything i mean i love boobs especially now that they also happen to be my food source so i guess it's a win win...
but anyways as i was saying: said woman had smooth ebony hair with a tint of blue which flowed down past her shoulders and chin length bangs on either sides of her face, pale skin and dark black eyes.
She also wore a navy blue kimono which kind of strengthened my belief that i was reborn in Japan.
She said something to the kid that followed her into the room who i hadn't paid much attention to until i heard a vaguely familiar name though i couldn't quite place where it was i heard it from so i looked at the kid from my high position in my mother's arms.
He was wearing a high collared grey t shirt and black pants that were taped off from the ankle downwards and wearing a pair of those sandals ninja seems to wear in that naruto anime.
'Come to think of it, the t shirt he had on with the high collar reminds me of the Uchiha clan...kid must really love naruto i thought'.
He looked to be about five to six years of age with black hair that was about neck length with the beginnings of a ponytail, he had little tear streaks by his eyes with the same pale skin as my mother...'wow I'm surprised the word mother comes to me so naturally when i think of this woman who I've probably met a number of times but couldn't recognize due to not being cognitive at the time'.
Then i heard mother (as I've taken to calling her) say a name and there it was again "Itachi".
Memories of an anime i used to love began to fill my head putting a name to a face and as the memories resurfaced i heard the little guy speak to me, well more accurately he spoke and i zoned his words out trying to figure out what my mind was trying to tell me until i heard a name and this time it definitely rang a lot of bells-"Sasuke".
My mind began processing what it was i was seeing and what i just heard but there was too much going on in my mind right then so it took me a while to come to a conclusion and when i did things started to make a whole lot more sense...'black hair, black eyes, high collar t shirt and a fucking pair of ninja sandals and add on to that
The fact that i heard the little guy call me"Sasuke"and i think i should stop calling him little guy since he is probably my older brother i mean I'm not a young man anymore, I'm a fucking baby and babies do not have mental debates about what to call their older brothers
and i think my mind is just spouting bullshit at this point trying to repress what it already knows is true but fuck it keeps jumping to the forefront of my thoughts...
If what I'm currently thinking is true then from what little I've gathered, the red and white symbols ( AN:Uchiha fan, though it definitely looks like a lollipop, Atleast to me it does) on the walls i thought to be lollipops to the fact that my family are dark haired, dark eyed pale skinned Asians...
Well looks like I've been transmigrated into the body of an infant Uchiha and not just any Uchiha but "Sasuke" fucking Uchiha the reincarnation of "Indra Otsutsuki" and unless this actually some kind of weird unexplainable mental condition which i highly doubt it is , then it looks like I'm in the Elemental nations and I'm probably totally..."FUCKED"!!
There was so much going on in my mind at that point in time that it must have shown on my infant face somehow that i was going through some kind of panic attack and as my mind started to supply me with reasons as to why this world is fucked up, name's of people-no-...these guys have gone beyond normal human beings it would be more fitting to call them "Monsters"...Obito, Orochimaru, the whole fucking Akatsuki,Madara fucking Uchiha...darkness began to encroach at the edges of my vision before my thoughts could carry me further into a full blown panic attack i passed out.
Author notes:
And there you have it, the beginnings of my best fanfic yet ( haha see what i did there? No? okay never mind/ ).I'm going into this hoping to reach Atleast 200K words if not more but I'll see how it goes.Anyways your reviews would be appreciated, good or bad just let me have it and if you dislike my story then you can PM me the reason so i can improve in future chapters and stories.
