Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
A.N. I.. can't.. stop. Laughing. Okay, so. Um. Forgive me for the random new story but. Ahaha. It cheered me up! It may never go outside a one shot prologue idea.
Prologue:
I don't actually remember dying. I don't remember being born either. My first awareness of consciousness came with a variety of senses and instincts I couldn't recognize but had to fulfill.
Did I have a body? I felt like a body. I was shaped like a body. No, that pronoun was wrong. We were shaped like a body, the rest of me told me. But we weren't a body. The body shape wiggled and We needed to find out what was wrong. As soon as We thought that a portion of myself exited the body shape.
We couldn't see, not exactly. We felt. There was shapes, colors, oh the colors. Scents, sounds.
"Shibi-sama, the hive is not connecting to Shino. If it takes much longer he will die.." The person identified as Shibi clenched a fist and I could hear the angry worried buzzing. A single one of the beetles landed next to me and conveyed what was going on.
A hive? Wait we are a hive? Yes, the other one told me, you are a hive. We didn't have time to fret though, as the body under and around me shuddered and whimpered in pain. He couldn't be more than three years old, and We couldn't let a little child suffer.
So We let our instincts do the work. We were sort of sad to take his beautiful baby blue eyes, but as We filled in the empty area with black protective webbing and carefully channeled into his chakra paths we worried about Shino. The more we connected the more his thoughts reached us.
'It hurts, why does it hurt?' he thought. "We are sorry," we admitted. "We are new and confused." We sent chemicals numbing the pain and he untensed. It was really strange having to use all these senses, it almost felt like watching live action Naruto anime from everywhere within 20 feet of Shino at the same time. All the images and flashes of color and light were frighteningly overwhelming.
We fed the images to Shino too. "Bocchan, We not sure what what you want to look for." We could tell he was being overwhelmed too. 'I wanna see Chichi-ue..tell him I'm OK now.'
This was so confusing, but clear at the same time. We sent out the message, in pheromones. Shibi relaxed, and took his son's hand.
Shino carefully grasped his father's hand. Shino's thoughts said it felt weird with the beetles in there now, pressing on him. As he fell asleep and his father picked Shino up and took him to his bed, We were distracted with our thoughts.
A hive? Really? Oh Kami why do you torment me so. But We weren't alone anymore. We had Shino and Ourself in a way no one else could. We had lived life Alone and Empty. And now We were Complete.
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad afterall.