Hey!
Yes, a new ff. It's a Naruto and KHR crossover as you can see!
Have fun!
I don't own Naruto nor Katekyo Hitman Reborn.
Distress.
It overwhelmed her- it didn't make the situation better or any clearer at all. But who can blame her? She was supposed to be dead. Not alive. Somewhere buried deep in the dirt or bodies, which was more likely in her case. But instead of that, she was alive and well. No blood, bruises, cuts, dirt or dead bodies anywhere. Next to that, she couldn't sense chakra. Not like she doesn't have chakra anymore, but more like that in her surroundings there is simply no chakra.
She fucked up big time.
How could this have happened? She was supposed to be dead. Gone. Killed. Not in the middle of nowhere in a random bush. Which also was really irritating her with how prickly it was.
Good, she was standing now.
At least she still has some control in her situation.
Are these trees big or is she just small?
Wait.
No.
No.
Fuck.
She raised a hand to her tightly shut eyes, scared for what she was going to see. Is knowing that you're not dead - when you are supposed to be - not already a big of a shock enough for today? Well. fate obviously thought not, judging by the fact her hands were smaller than they were supposed to be and the fact that she was smaller in general and ohmygodshewasshittingherpants
This is all Madara's fault. Seriously.
And the war's fault. Why? Tears sprang in her eyes while she fell down, feeling like absolute utter shit and oh so exhausted.
She had fought so hard during the war for her loved ones. She wanted to honor Jiraiya, Neji and everyone who died in the war which was caused by the holders of the Bijuu. By her. And she died, she fucking died. But instead of leaving her alone, her she is. In a different place, hell, maybe even a goddamn different dimension. Where there are chakra-less people, judging by the smells. In her own world, everyone had chakra, even the most normal, untrained, untalented people. And let's not forget the de-aging.
It seemed like fate hated her. Really fucking hated her.
What can she do? Is she really supposed to begin a life all over again? Build everything all over again? Without all her loved ones? Without everything she is used to and has grown up to?
''Not that my childhood was any good,'' left bitterly her mouth.
She pushed her hair back and took a deep sigh, leaving her hands in her hair. Is this some second chance bullshit? Maybe fate wanted to give her some goddamn peace?
Hell, she deserved it.
She let her hands hang to her side. What good had she done in her former life to get this chance? If it even was a chance. She still had her chakra, she still felt it sourcing through her. Less than before, but wilder. So is this really a second chance? Why did she still have her memories? She didn't understand.
Wait. Was she the only one? Were there maybe also any other people from her world here?
Is Kurama even with her?
She gulped, trying to make her throat be less sore. It didn't help.
What would Kakashi say?
Find information. Survive. Find your team. Stay out of danger, unlike your former life.
Yes, that was actually a good idea. She obviously didn't know her surroundings, she needs to get as much intel as she can get. She was going to be able to survive her. She was going to fit in. Maybe Madara was still somewhere, waiting for her. She will find out and search for other ninjas.
Even if she couldn't survive in her former life, she was going to in this life.
She was a ninja goddamnit.
And maybe, on the way she will be able to find Madara and kill him.
She stretched and heard multiple satisfying pops.
Believe it.
So, yeah. Ehm. No excuse for my new fanfiction.
So, what did ya think? I really wanted to write a ff like this for a long time. So here is the beginning, hehe.
Anyway, thanks for reading!
Rogue Phiores.