Getting My Bearings As Naruto Chibi

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I, a woman in my late thirties, who has been to college, has had and lost a wonderful career, gotten married, gotten a divorce, restraining order included, and become a shut in... Am now a seven year old boy in a world of ninja who throw around what basically counts as magic.

Said boy has recently been recovered from unknown abductors less than two weeks before the largest crime to hit the village since a giant house crushing monster attacked it.

Naruto's body seemed to be in good condition but as everybody knows, the fox keeps him that way.

And then there is the acceptance of my reactions to being thrust into this world.

I bawled.

I snotted all over a nurse, and haven't spoken a single word since I woke up here.

What could have been done that they would accept such behavior from Naruto?

I sighed.

There was no point in dwelling on it. What ever it was, was done before I came in. However there was also the conversation between the third Hokage and Jiraiya. They had obviously tried to remove Naruto's memories of the event. I have only read a few fan fictions in which the Hokage has bad events removed.

Mostly they were done by Kakashi due to the risk a Yamanaka would face, However the words shared by those two pointed towards Danzo having done it with his stolen eye.

Could Danzo have been the cause of my current situation? What if he was the one who had kidnapped me?

All of this was going through my head as I waited for Anko to make her quiet little sneak off to grab some of those candy balls on a stick, I don't remember what they are called.

I had my very first ninja mission.

To sneak across the hall and and make sure the "survivor" was the one it was supposed to be.

When Itachi killed his clan in the anime, it was silent. There had been an explosion in this version of reality.

And I had a sinking suspicion about who had actually kidnapped me. The Hokage's whispered promise to make someone pay had me worried.

When I had tried to leave my bed to go check during the day, I was held down. Sure I had been let up to use the restroom, but I hadn't tried to leave the room before. And it wasn't like I could say I wanted to see Sasuke. I wasn't even supposed to know who the survivor was.

Actually, from what I could recall no one had even mentioned anything about the massacre since that night. So I shouldn't know anything about it at all.

And still, I was reluctant to say anything.

And then the time came. She slipped out the window and out of sight.

I waited for a moment to be sure she was gone before I crawled out of the bed and slipped out into the hall.

I guess I should have checked first to see if anyone was on the other side of the door but I was relieved to see there wasn't.

It was harder to find Sasuke than I thought.

I tried checking the nurses station but everything was in Japanese.

I couldn't read it.

That would cause me no end in worry later on. But for now I had to try checking the rooms one by one.

Most of them around my room were empty. and I tried to remember where I had heard the sounds coming from the day Sasuke was brought in. It started out down stairs. I would assume that was the Emergency Service floor.

Then as I was going to head upstairs thinking he must have been bought to a room after they checked him over, I saw a sign that was in clear English.

"Exit"

There was another one on the door itself. "Stairs"

Looking down the hall I saw one for the restrooms. And then beyond that was another one in Japanese.

Maybe I could only understand the words Naruto's body knew? That would make sense. If I was understanding Japanese based on Naruto's comprehension of the meaning behind the language, then anything Naruto didn't understand wouldn't carry over.

Heading up the stairs, I found Sasuke's room almost immediately.

It was the room Anko was currently coming out of.

There was a second ninja with her. This one had a box of the sweets Anko always returned to my room with.

"So how is he doing?" The new woman asked.

"He still isn't talking." Anko replied in a depressed voice "But he's been trying to leave his room today. I think he somehow knows that one of his classmates is nearby."

Well at least that confirmed who the survivor was.

"How could he have found that out?" The other one accused her. "Anko? What did you say in front of him?"

"I didn't say a damned thing!" Anko defended herself with haste. "We still haven't confirmed it was them, and now that they're all dead I don't see how we ever can."

Then the snake mistress gave a subdued groan. "Gods above! Who could have killed them all off? Is there even any single shinobi left alive with that kind of skill?"

"Itachi might have been able to pull it off. And no one has seen him for a few days. He's been missing since even before the slaughter."

That wasn't right.

Every one was supposed to know that Itachi had done it weren't they? What had changed?

"Yeah but we all know how loyal he was! He wouldn't go rogue like that!" Anko interjected. "And besides, I've heard that the few witnesses who arrived first encountered some kind of ghosting skill. They passed right through the guy."

Tobi. That's right, Obito helped him do it.

"Yeah, there is no way Itachi could have pick up something like that without some of us finding out."

The voices drifted away as the two women moved down the hall to a lounge area.

Seeing my chance, I slipped around the corner and snuck my way over to Sasuke's room.

There was Sasuke.

Once I was inside the room I saw a small child. He was so tiny, and even a little cute. I couldn't bring myself to believe that a child this size could attend the ninja academy.

I stepped closer and realized his eyes were open.

Open and looking right at me!

How could they have been discussing this right in front of him like that!

Shooting a glare at the door I saw a small tag on it. It was a rectangle of paper with symbols I didn't recognize. I supposed it must have been a silencing seal or something.

Of course. They wouldn't be that crass.

"Naruto? The boy questioned. "What do you want? why are you even here?"

Then his eyes widened and he asked in a louder voice, "Where have you been anyway? It's been almost a month since you stopped coming to class. Were you hurt or something?"

I didn't have an answer for that. So I just knocked my fist on my head like I had seen most ditz characters do and tried to speak.

"I forgot what happened, but they have me here until I get better."

The words felt wrong. I heard what I was saying and I said exactly what I wanted but it felt as if my lips weren't moving right. I guess it had just been so long since I spoke to anyone, even in my real life, that I was able to recognize the discrepancy.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"It was him..." Sasuke suddenly began crying and I rushed over to grab him in a hug.

I don't know why I hugged him, I mean I've never dealt with little kids before.

But in his tiny form, I guess it stirred my motherly instincts. In reality I am a woman after all.

Holding him close I shushed him as he gave one of my snotting sessions a good run. "They didn't want me to tell anyone, I shouldn't be telling you but I have to. They don't even act like they care that Itachi killed everyone! Even the Hokage didn't care!"

His voice was getting dangerously loud now. And sure enough the door slammed open without even a hint of the incoming footsteps.

"Naruto get away from him. It's not safe!" Anko shouted as she rushed to me.

"Why?" I asked.

Anko's rush in my direction stopped instantly. I guess she was realizing that I was the one who had spoken. She stood there looking at me in confusion as the other woman stepped around her.

"Naruto, He's been through enough, everyone he knew has been killed. If you upset him like this you'll get in more trouble than just for sneaking out." The woman had almost approached me enough to take hold of my arm and I shank back a bit. I was still holding Sasuke in my arms, and tightened my grip defensively.

This wasn't how it was supposed to happen. The village was supposed to love Sasuke for being the sole survivor. Why would they treat him like this? I needed a reason to keep close to him. I had to fix things.

"But if his family is dead, then he's alone just like me."

My voice was so quiet and almost frightened, the woman drew back in a flinch.

"I did tell you he had something going on with him today." Anko admonished her partner.

"You were right, I'll pay up in the morning. But now you have to report that you let him."

"Hey kid, now that you're talking again do you want to tell big sis how you're feeling?" Anko stooped down to meet me eye to eye. "What is going on in your head? Are you having nightmares or anything?"

Her voice was soft and gentle... Not something I would have expected from the so called "Snake whore."

I shook my head.

It was easier to do that and make her think I was only speaking because I was forced to, rather than try to actually communicate and end up getting found out.

"Alright, why don't the two of you get dressed and we can grab a midnight snack okay? I have plenty of dango left." So getting Sasuke out of bed and both of us pulling on a paper shirt from a drawer, we followed the other woman out of the room and over to the lounge down the hall.

Anko trailed behind, acting far more paranoid now.

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