Reincarnation, it's something I never really believed in. It's strange to think that something I thought my whole life wasn't real, actually happened. I had no idea what happened at first. One minute I was dead surrounded by darkness then a light that was too bright blinded me. Tears welded up in my eyes and I cried for ages. The thoughts of my death were still fresh in my mind and it scared me. Being burnt alive wasn't the most fun.

When the tears stopped I finally had a moment to take in everything that happened. I died, I was ripped away from the darkness then I was in the arms of someone. My eyes couldn't see who but I knew they were bigger than I. The last time I felt this small I… wait… it couldn't be. Death, light, feeling so small… Was I born again? I've heard stories of this happening yet I never would have believed it until now.

The two arms holding me lifted me up to a blurry figure. I blinked my eyes a few times before seeing the shaky image of a woman. She had beautiful blue eyes and flowing black hair. She murmured something softly that my new ears did not catch. A wave of fatigue fell over me as my eyes slipped close. I would deal with this strange new life at another time. All I wanted now was to sleep.

After a long rest I noticed I was no longer in the room with the bright light. Soft browns and whites soothed me as my eyes glanced at the room. It felt homely here. The woman with beautiful eyes came in with a bottle in her hands. She lifted me out of what I now know to be my crib and began to feed me. I looked up to the woman, she must be my mother. My old mother was nothing like her. My old mother had brown eyes and hair, with features hard and sharp. This woman, my new mother, was soft even loving with her glaze. I knew then I would have a wonderful new life here.

Days or maybe it was months, went on. My lovely new mother, who I had learned was named Akemi, fed and cared for me. On occasion my father, Tamotsu, would also help. I learned this was not where I grew up in my old life. Where English was used there, Japanese as I discovered was used here. I annoyed me that I would have to go through the process of learning to read and speak all over again.

Finally, I understood who I was. I was Namiko or Nami for short. I was the first and only child of the Nanami family. I was 11 months and had started speaking in full sentences now and running around was my new favourite thing. My father would read to me almost every day when he was home. He went out for missions a lot so it wasn't every day I could see him. Now that was my first clue to where I truly was. The next was when I was Two.

"Kaasan!" I yelled running towards my mother. My little legs failed me as I fell to the floor. My mother laughed slightly at me from the kitchen.

"Be careful my little wave." She said. I smiled and gathered myself from the floor before running over to her again.

"Kaasan! I'm bored and Tousann isn't home yet!" I whined. My mother smiled and leaned down to my height.

"How about I show you something?" I was excited; my mother knew the coolest things. She held out her palm to me. Nothing happened for a few minutes. Then water from the sink flew to her hand. It swirled in a circular shape never spilling. Then the water splashed to the ground. I couldn't believe what I had just seen. Not even in my old life was something like that possible. I begged my mother to explain it and she did.

She started off talking about how her whole family was able to do this and one day I would too. She explained it as a kekkei genkai or a bloodline limit. Then she faded into a story of how long ago her family controlled the seven seas. Our family could control seven types of water; Normal water, boiling water, ice, poisoned water, tepid water, hard water, and soft water. She told me one day if I practiced I would control water too. I was so fascinated that what this meant didn't register until later that night.

Bloodline limit meant chakra. Chakra meant ninja. It finally clicked in my brain. My father was a ninja who went on missions and my mother could control water with chakra. One memory from my old life flashed through my mind.

"Alex! Be quite! My show is on!" a girl only 16 yelled out. Alex frowned up at his older sister. "That stupid anime you're always watching? What was it Naruko?" "It's Naruto! And shut up it's on!" Alex's frown deepened. He grabbed his toys and left his sister on the couch to watch her favourite show.

I scowled at the memory. A fictional world? It seemed impossible but if chakra was real wouldn't that make Naruto real? This train of thought hurt my head. I would figure something out to see if my theory was correct.

Now mind you being a 19 year old in a two year old body is difficult. I don't fully know Japanese yet and reading is subjected to children books. When mother noticed I could walk earlier than other kids she knew I was different. She would take me out talking to me as an adult not a child. In all honesty this helped me pick up the language sooner than I would have thought. Finally when I was three I could read and speak without long pauses. Mother took me out to the park often but I rarely played with other kids. I would spend my days outside near the pond trying to bend water to my will like my mother had shown me a year ago.

"Kaasan! I don't get it!" I whined. My mother sighed and put her hand in the water. When she lifted her hand out water followed it in a stream.

"You have to infuse your chakra in it. Nami, until you have enough chakra control to stick a left to your hand you will not be able to do this. Even with your kekkei genkai you cannot control the water without controlling your chakra first." I nodded and starred at my hand; trying to get chakra to pool there. It didn't work.

"Why don't you go play with the other kids Nami?" My mother said as the water dropped back into the pond. Never taking my eyes away from my hand I answered "They're too hyper and annoying." My mother sighed again and walked over to one of her friends. I could hear my mother talking about how I didn't like the other children and asking where she went wrong. I ignored her though focusing on my hand. I sighed loudly and fell backwards onto the grass. I closed my eyes and focused on the sounds of everyone around me. Someone came and sat next to me, their shadow blocking the sun.

"Why are you here all alone?" They asked.

"I was trying to control water." I mutter. My eyes open to see a girl only a year older than me. Blonde hair and blue eyes? I'd know her anywhere.

"Oh. Well I'm Ino! You should come and play with me!" The girl exclaimed. She didn't seem that annoying and it would make my mother pleased if I at least had one friend. So Ino and I play ball together shouting and running to our hearts content.

I realized where I was as soon as I met Ino. I was in Naruto; a world with fictional characters. It seemed insane, yet here I was. I already knew the storyline from my past life. Should I try to change something? No, it would mess up the story and then who knows what would happen. Maybe I could keep Ino and Sakura from being fangirls, maybe I could be Naruto's first friend, and maybe I could do something. Something small and not so significant, but something.