What is something that most of us tend to take for granted?

Really. Take a guess.

Oh now, your no fun… The answer is talking. The first steps had already been taken in order to learn this language that I can understand, just not speak. Well, not true. I lied. I can say a few words, and fewer sentences. I have a little less than the basics.

Thank you Rosetta stone and a bilingual mom in the past life. At least it helped me understand quicker. Japanese was fun but hard to learn. Now I get a crash course refresher and add on to my vocabulary.

But… ugh, lessons. Honestly, no wonder why so many of the Hyuga's are often better than everybody else, they had it drilled into them. It's not the lessons that are bad, it's just that our teacher is a super strict, super boring Hyuga. It's not even our mom…

Okay, maybe I was being a whiny brat that misses her mom, but wouldn't you also be a whiny brat that misses her mom if you've never had to separate from her before this?

Dai is doing better than me though, probably because this is the only thing he's ever known with no past life to give you a pre-determined set of morals. I'm only a little jealous, but right now it's just writing and speech etiquette, so it's not too terribly bad.

Again, boring. But I will be damned before I fail, literally, so I will be patient and excel at this to the best of my ability and then some. I refuse to be below anybody.

Okay, I may have that cookie cutter Hyuga superiority complex, but you would too in my position.

Dai smirked and glanced at me. "Getting a little distracted their dear twin?"

I gave him an identical smirk. "Who say's I can't multi-task?"

Our smirks grew and we gracefully raced each other to finish our lessons. It was actually rather easy, but we both finished at the same time.

With a grin and a flourish, we raised the ink tipped brush into the air. "Finished!"

I think Dai was cheating because we had the same answers.

Oh yeah, did I mention that I'm almost three now? I can walk now without falling most of the time. We both playfully glared at each other, with no real heat behind it, before falling into a fit of giggles.

Sensei looked over our worksheet. Looking for anything to correct, or mark incorrect. He looked at us and raised an eyebrow, then looked back down to the sheet of paper. I looked at Dai and he looked at me with an equally confused look.

He set the papers down, stood up and left the room. Now we looked at each other with extremely worried looks.

In fact I nearly threw up from stress again.

I think I need to see someone about that. That's not really healthy.

Mom came in beaming as much as a Hyuga can beam and Sensei walked in with an almost unnoticeable grimace.

"Guess who gets to start physical training!" She sang out, which was pretty creepy. Dai and I pointed at each other with blank faces, making mom laugh.

"Ten laps around the koi pond. Now."

Let me teach you a thing about that koi pond, its fucking huge.

I wish I was dead again.

We had a dinner meeting with another clan this evening. At their district.

Yeah, it's a fucking district.

But alas, it's not just anybody's clan district because we are prideful Hyugas who refuse to consort with anybody who we consider below us. It's the Uchiha clan who we have decided to grace our presence with.

Yeah, those Uchiha's. As in the Uchiha's that we happen to have a clan wide rival with.

Now would be a really good time to stress out enough to throw up and pretend I'm too sick to go, but knowing my mom, who turned out to be a damn demon, would bring me anyways and tell me to bring honor to the family.

So supposedly this is to ensure that the clan's will get along in the future and not kill each other if somebody happens to be on a team with them.

That's… actually a really good idea.

"Yuki." Mother chastised as Dai started to walk around mischievously, almost like he's planning something. I frowned and lightly pulled on the end of her sleeve.

"Mother, I'm Yuki." I showed her my bracelet, and she sighed.

"Sorry Yuki. Daisuke, stop that!" She pulled him back, and he giggled and glanced at me. "We are at a guest's house you do not wander around. Do you understand?" He gave her an expression that I could only describe as a kicked puppy and nodded.

"Yes ma'am." He mumbled out, looking down.

"Just… stick by me, okay you two?" Mom looked pretty worn out. I wondered why, then mentally slapped myself. Uchiha district, she doesn't want us to dishonor the family probably, or at the very least, make us look like idiots. We need to be mature about this, for the clan.

We finally arrived at the house where the dinner is to take place. A fairly young woman, around moms age, opened the door and greeted us rather cheerfully. Well, compared to how I thought that all Uchiha's would act like. She smiled and everything.

Mother gave a small polite bow.

"Mikoto-san." I now looked at the woman with curiosity. This woman's name, it was so annoyingly familiar. Where had I heard it before?

I wonder if I knew someone names Mikoto once upon a death ago. Yeah, I don't exactly remember what my past life was, just that I had one. My memories, sadly, are slowly fading away. Which really sucks for me I guess.

I'm pretty sure something's going to happen, but given that I've been born into a feudal-esque ninja era in a supposedly fictional world, drama is bound to happen. But hey, what can you do about it?

"Yuki, why don't you go with Daisuke and meet Mikoto-sans son?" My mother gave one of those looks that said do it or else, and pushed me towards my brother, who waved me to him excitedly.

Well, as excitedly as… you get it.

A/N

I'm also aiming for at least three reviews for this chapter. Bonus points if you can tell me at least one or two ways I can improve this story.

Also, should this story have a pairing in it, and with who? More bonus points if its an O.C. of yours.

Yeah, isn't Yuyu-chan so cuute?