WOOT! Another Naruto Fiction. I'm uber excited about this one and I've enjoyed writing it so far. I hope you guys like it too. Now, I do have a confession. I really liked n a g a s h i . n o . k u r o's idea of reincarnation that she applied in Sinheart (awesome fanfic READ IT...its FMA btw). SO I sort of...stole it (*GASP*) but just in how my character gets to Naruto nothing else! I promise! If there's a huge deal about it I'll ask her permission but I don't want to bother her when plenty of people share other ideas like the falling through a hole or lightning strikes the TV. Anyway, this is just the prologue so its sort of short-ish. Hope you enjoy!

I dont own Naruto!

Naoko Uchiha. I was born with that name. But I wasn't at the same time. My mother was an Uchiha along with my father, but they were not at the same time. My body is Naoko Uchiha, my soul is Samantha Wilson.

I remember the day I was born, not clearly but it seemed like it happened last year and not the eternal blackness most children recall. I remember my mother holding me for the first time as a curious Itachi stared at me. I knew that I had somehow been reborn in the Naruto universe. Even though I couldn't speak yet, my mind still worked like it had in my teenage body before my untimely death.

Some of the Uchiha family call me unnatural, they are not wrong of course. But its still not nice of them to say. I impressed the family with my high level math and mature thinking that I exhibited but Itachi didn't have to worry about me out showing him. He was still the best at the ninja art.

In fact, I had trouble learning how to read since Japanese wasn't my first language. Itachi agreed to help me though...if I taught him, 'the strange language I spew out every once in a while'. So I taught him English and he taught me how to read. Whenever we didn't want someone to know what we were saying we would talk to each other in English. And wouldn't you know it, everyone thought it was another example of how big of geniuses we were. 'They created their own language! How smart is that?'

Sasuke was born around the same time I was allowed to start training. I was allowed to go see Mikoto when she had finally given birth. Itachi knew I wanted to go despite me not verbally saying so. Supposedly I get certain looks on my face. Sasuke was adorable, he didn't have much hair and was asleep by the time we got there. Mikoto was holding him and Fugaku picked me up so I could have a better look. They knew I wouldn't cry, my body's need to cry had passed already and my mind had gotten full control of my actions. Mikoto let Itachi hold Sasuke for a few moments and she let me hold his hand. His hair was just as black as everyone else that was in the room. It made me miss my red hair.

It wasn't long after that the Kyuubi attacked Konoha. Itachi watched over Sasuke and I while our parents went to help anyway they could. The terror didn't last as long as it seemed and our parents returned giving us news of the Kyuubi's defeat and the Fourth Hokage's death. The funeral was attended by a lot of people, everyone in the village probably.

I miss my old life, a lot. But I'm technically dead there, I should be grateful to be alive at all. But every time I help Mikato in the kitchen, I can't help but cry a little when I remember my mom and how much I miss her. Or every time Fugaku will have me help him with his clan paperwork I am filled with a moment of loss when I remember my father. My grandparents, friends, sister, everything were left behind. But I got my adventure.

I got my adventure.

"Itachi-nii."

"Yes Naoko-chan?" Itachi sat on the floor as he sharpened his sword and I stood in front of him.

"Father said you made ANBU." Not a question.

"Yes."

"...May I talk with you Itachi-nii?" It was of the utmost importance after all. Itachi makes ANBU and not long after that kills Shisui, and then the clan. I don't want to die again, so convincing Itachi into not killing me and Sasuke is of the utmost importance. I know he won't kill Sasuke but that doesn't mean he won't kill me. This is a risky move, but it is needed.

"Sure Naoko-chan," he replied and stood. He led me to one of the clan's many training fields and sat down with his back against one of the training posts. I sat across from him and took off my headband, I had turned into a Chunin earlier this year, it was hot and the headband caused my forehead to chafe. There was a moment of silence as Itachi allowed me to gather my thoughts.

"I have a confession of sorts to make, Itachi. You have to promise not to reveal this to anyone else, not even the Hokage or Father. Not even Sasuke," I started off staring into his eyes. Itachi stared back a moment before nodding. "...I'm not sure if you'll believe me, but at least listen. I know I've always been a weird child and I can tell you why. And I know you always wanted to know how I knew English before the native language. I'm going to tell you, Itachi." And so I did. I told Itachi that I had been reincarnated as his sister and I remember my past life as perfectly as he remembers his life. He believed that well enough. But then I told him that this world was a fictional book series in my past life. I didn't tell him any details, I didn't even tell him that the main character was Naruto. Yet he still believed me in a sort of tentative manner. Not only that but he told me that he was thankful that I trusted him enough to tell him this. "But that's not all, Itachi." I continued with a grim face. "I-I know what the council wants you to do," I told him and tried not to panic when his face turned grim too. "I just want you to know that I won't step in your way. This is necessary for this world's continuation, no matter how much it hurts you, Sasuke, or even myself. I just wanted you to know that I won't...don't blame you Itachi." I stood up and hugged him. I could tell he was surprised. After all, I never hugged him, Fugaku, Mikato, or Sasuke. I had been trying to keep a distance from them my whole life so that when they die, I won't be effected. But I couldn't help it. I loved Itachi as my brother, as a brother I always wanted back home. My sister and I never got along and Itachi became that brother I wished I had. Itachi hugged me back and rubbed my back as I started to cry, but all he said was thank you.

The dreaded day passed not too long after that, leaving me nothing but a broken Sasuke. He changed after that, like I expected. The Council allowed me to be Sasuke's guardian despite my age luckily.

Now...I just had to wait.

So...what did you think? I know its another extra Uchiha sibling story but I think its different at the same time. I've taken the test and she's not a mary-sue. She won't even get the Sharingan! That's one of the first things I decided. I have almost 50 pages so far so I hope to finish this.