Prologue: Birth and Infancy

Well fuck.

Sorry if that gives you the wrong impression of me but what the hell am I supposed to do? I died for crying out loud. In a deep sea fishing trip gone wrong. My group was about to head back when a storm hit and knocked me into the water.

I wasn't wearing a life-jacket cause I was stupid, so I get tossed around in the sea before running out of energy to keep my head above water. Three minutes later I run out of oxygen and I die.

Fuck.

As an atheist I never expected my 'spirit' or 'soul' to go anywhere when I died. I didn't expect anything to happen. When you die that's it right?

Nope. Not for me at least.

Of the many places various religions predict you go when you die I doubt many of them said you'd end up back in a lady's womb. Except Hinduism I guess.

That's right, reborn. A sarcastic sixteen year old guy with mild aspergers syndrome reborn into a baby who can't even hear things properly.

At least that's why I hope I'm hearing gibberish. After I was pulled out of... my 'mother's' vagina. (An experience that I will do everything in my power to forget.) All I could hear was what sounded like Japanese. And I only had a vague idea of what that sounded like because I watched subbed anime.

The voices were drowned out a bit as I was wrapped in blankets. At least that's what I think happened. I hadn't opened my eyes yet.

When I tried to open my eyes it took some effort as it was the first time I'd used them. But after a short while a managed to open them a crack. I was looking up at a pinkish-white blur with a yellow blur on top and a white blur on top of that. I guess I'm being held by a nurse. I tried blinking a few times to clear my vision but nothing cleared up. Oh right, babies don't have clear vision for at least a year. Yippee.

The nurse shook me a bit and the gibberish took a concerned tone. At first I didn't know why they were worried, then I remembered that babies were supposed to cry. I let out a few wails and that seemed to calm everyone down. The nurse handed me over to who I guess was my mother. I could only tell because she was the only one in the room who was lying down and when she held me she rocked me back and forth and spoke softly.

Some more gibberish was exchanged between nurses and I heard something that caught my attention: Hyuuga. At first I thought I'd imagined it but then I heard it again, Hyuuga. Oh please let it just be a coincedince, some Japanese family that just happens to have the same name, please. The idea of being in a fictional universe, (even an awesome on like Naruto's) was freaky enough already, but then you add in the fact since I'm part of a clan that means I'm probably going to have to be a ninja. And while learning ninjutsu and taijutsu sounded awesome, being in life or death situations on a regular basis was somewhat less than awesome. Then there was the fact that I'm a Hyuuga, the most stuck up clan in the whole Hidden leaf village and I was most likely a member of the branch family, meaning Hiashi could melt my brain if I misbehave. Whoop-de-fucking-doo.

The next day

I must have fallen asleep sometime in the hospital because next thing I knew I was being shaken awake. I opened my eyes and looked around. The whole world was still blurry , but I could tell we were outside. I looked up and saw that my 'mother' was holding me and she was calling out to a white compound in front of us. A moment later two blurs came running out, one much taller than the other. I guess the tall blur was my 'father' because he leaned in to give my 'mother' a kiss before looking down at me. He spoke softly in what I guess really is Japanese, it still sounded like gibberish but I didn't have another explanation.

After a few moments 'mother' leaned down to show me to the smaller blur. Of the words exchanged between the three of them at this point I only caught two: Neji and nii-san. I was fairly certain nii-san meant older brother but more importantly: 1 now I was positive I was in the Naruto universe and 2 Neji is my older brother. This got me worried. I knew Neji became colder than ice after his father died. At the moment his... I mean our Dad was still alive but for how much longer?

I looked back at Neji then at... I think our Dad's name is Hizashi, and compared their heights. Neji looked like he was around four and if I squinted I could see a bit of green on his forehead. Great, if I remember correctly Hizashi was sacrificed to the land of Lightning shortly after Neji got the caged bird seal, so at best I have a few days with my new Dad.

This life's of to a fucking fantastic start isn't it?

3 Days later

I'll start with the good news. My mother, Hikari, feeds me with baby formula rather than breast feeding me. I minor detail to some but I think any guy would know why I'm relived. The second piece of good news is that I'm still a guy, I'm not sure how I'd get by if I had been reborn a girl.

On to the slightly bad news, my parents haven't thought up a new name for me yet, its not real bad but it is kind of annoying.

But honestly the really bad news makes all that kind of irrelevant, why? Because it happened last night, the ambassador from the land of Lightning tried to steal Hinata and Hiashi killed him. I didn't see any of it, obviously, but I did hear the scuffle outside and the commotion when Hiashi brought her back in.

I laid back in my crib and tried hard not to cry. I had only known my new Dad for a few days and already the world was taking him away. It just wasn't fair.

'Life isn't fair kid get used to it' I scolded myself. 'Yeah but that doesn't mean I have to like it'

With nothing else to do I fell into a rather restless sleep.

In the morning things were actually fairly normal. Mom came in to wake and feed me, then left to prepare breakfast for Dad and Neji. It wasn't until I'm pretty sure Neji left the room that the argument broke out. Dad had apparently said something that set Mom off. I could hear her shouting at the top of her lungs while Dad remained as calm and cool as ever. I guess he had told her that he was planning on handing himself over to the Land of Lightning to save Hiashi. Well Mom didn't like it one bit. She yelled at him for a good five minutes before descending into sobs. I heard Dad's voice trying to comfort her and it seemed to work. I guess he must have told her that by doing this he was acting of his own free will. That seemed to calm Mom Down but she still had one argument. I had managed to pick up a few different Japanese words in the few days I was alive so even though I didn't understand most of the question I heard her mention herself, Neji and the baby (me) in it. It didn't take a genius to figure out she asked something along the lines of: What about me, Neji and the baby? There was a long silence.

Then I heard footsteps coming towards my room and a moment later the door opened. As usual I only saw a tall white blur with a black blur for hair, but I recognized it as my Dad. Behind him was a slightly shorter white blur with a brown blur for hair, my Mom. I made a few happy baby noises as they came in and it seemed to cheer them up. Dad reached down into my crib, lifted me out, and held me close. He and Mom exchanged a few words. Then he placed me back in my crib and walked out of the room.

That was the last time I saw my father.

One week later

Well I guess Dad really went through with it. Gave his life to the cloud to save his brother. I only know it happened because right now Mom and Neji are in my room mourning. I can hear Mom openly sobbing and the blur I know is Neji hasn't moved an inch since he sat down.

I lean against the bars and try to think of a way to comfort them, but what could I do? I wasn't even a month old yet.

All of a sudden the door opened and a very familiar looking blur stood in the doorway. Mom and Neji immediately stood up and bowed low.

"Hiashi-sama," they both said. Hiashi nodded and entered the room. He walked over to my crib and looked down at me. If I could see I'm fairly certain I'd see a cold expressionless face. He turned back to Mom and Neji and they stood up. Words were exchanged and I heard Hizashi being mentioned several times. Then Mom seemed shocked. My Japanese was still shaky but I think she asked":

"Are you sure Hiashi-sama?" Hiashi nodded. Mom walked over to my crib and lifted me out.

"Hizashi," she said.

At first I was confused but then it hit me. She had just given me a name.

I just hope I can bear it's weight.

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