Chapter 1

A/N:I do not own Naruto

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Summary: Being a teacher is stressful, being a Ninja teacher? Why did I choose this job

again? SI insert fem Iruka sensei

Chapter 1: decisions, decision.

Fate pulls you in different directions

-Clint Eastwood

I am doomed. I thought instinctively. I could die or I could live. Danger was officially aware around me. The sudden choice of being able to become a ninja or stay a civilian in a couple of years scared me.

What if I made the wrong choice? What If I decided to stay a civilian to avoid bloodshed that was bound to come with being a ninja? Yet.. What if staying a civilian jeopardizes the next generation?

I paused, as a civilian I could leave the village whenever I want, I could stay far away from war and hardships of being a ninja..For mentalty sake. Yet, being a civilian was no fun. It was being trapped into a never ending cycle. Sleep, eat, work and again. Another endless trap of being caged… Yet, If I become a ninja… What was the benefits of being one anyway? Yeah, cool job as some of the younger kids would say, but losing people i'd care about? Protecting a village that I could end up hating? Erh… no thank you.. To either life, thank you very much.

Fate was a bitch, then again so was I, I might not show it. But I was here, I may knew some of the plot. That doesn't mean i'd play into fate's game, the way she wants me to.

Umino Iruka, was a ninja, a chunin and Male…

I on the other hand female and I am nothing if not determine to stay clear and away from the bitches plan.

I just realized something…..

I'd end up being a teacher for eternity! I wasn't bothering to hide my whimpering. I would need to deal with brats once again and this time by the time i'm seventeen! Who in their right minds want me to teach their children!

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Okay, stupid question. But to set me up as a teacher in my new life! That's just plain cruel!

It's not fair! I'll be a teacher for all eternity!

So much paperwork…..

I whimpered.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

"So, this is Ruka-chan!" an elderly voice exclaimed lightly. I was still whimpering about the realization. That I hadn't noticed the elderly woman that I could only assume as my grandmother. Her slightly wrinkling face stared at me, her brown eyes twinkling, slowly taking me from the crib, rocking me back and forth. As she walked towards the rocking chair.

"She has your brown-green eyes, Noriko." She commented off handedly to my mom, Noriko was her name? Huh, I've only heard my new dad's name but never hers.

"She'll be a great Kunoichi." The elderly woman said, I cooed at the thought, before whimpering, paperwork so much paperwork. Especially, if I do in fact become a Kunoichi teacher, for the academy.

"Shh, little Ruka-chan it's okay." the elderly woman said. "I wasn't all too thrilled myself when I became one for the village." Tucking my hand into the blanket, she smile. "But you'll learn to like it." Letting sigh, I could feel my eyes drop at her hums. "Getting sleepy, huh?" Was it just me or was the elderly women side glaring at my mom?

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"Noriko, you said that Ruka-chan scared both Ikkaku and you, when she started to burst out into tears for no particular reason" The elderly woman asked.

"That right, it was the first time she cried herself to sleep." Noriko said, concerned evident in her voice. Haru observed her emotionless mask, with a thoughtful look.

"Let me give her a check up," Haru said. "I'll see what's wrong"

"Are you sure? Haru, I don't want you to strain yourself too much." Noriko said, concerned. About the Haru health. Only for her to be waved off dismissively.

"Nonsense, it's only right, since I haven't been there for my granddaughter." She said carrying Iruka out of her room. "After all I'm not too old to do stuff like this, now get your head out of those thoughts!"

Noriko from the corner of her eyes made eye contact with her daughter, concern and slight guilt sweeping into her stomach.

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Haru looked back into her granddaughters room to see Noriko packing things for their stroll, walking silently towards the main room. Haru gently laid her granddaughter down onto her parents bed.

Could it be? Haru though,looking at her granddaughter. After all these years, my granddaughter was born with it? Taking in a deep breath, letting it out shakily. It wouldn't really surprise her, if Iruka had it. But she prayed to any gods out their she wouldn't.

Remembering the exact day, when she realized her son, Ikkaku. Had had a photographic memory. While it wasn't exactly a kekkei genetic, he was an Umino in way it was. She remembered a time, when she began to see things that weren't there. It had scared her, especially when she began to see numbers on people.

Those numbers were telling her the exact day each and everyone of those people would die.

She was lucky that her son had only the photographic memory and that he hadn't started to see things that weren't there, like her.

Could Iruka have it? Haru trembled at the thought. Her sweet, sweet granddaughter? She was barely old enough to start showing them, but once she does... Haru swallowed a lump that had started to form in her throat.

Her clan had died out, until it was only her son and her. When he had married Noriko, she was overjoyed, the thought of having family members, once again. Even if she hadn't exactly like Noriko from the first meeting. But never had she spared a thought her grandchild having the kekkei genetic. She didn't want what happen to her clan, happen to her granddaughter.

She reached out to look over her granddaughter, with a light green glowing hand to check her. Holding her breath, closing her eyes.

She let out a shaky breath of happiness. "Your chest has been hurting hasn't it?" she asked. Iruka looked at her with wonder and confusion. "Seems you have your mother's sensor abilities."

Thankfully and hopefully it would just be that.

Konoha, seemed like a small village at first glance. But once you enter, you realize how huge it was. The street were busy, children were playing and you could smell food.

Large, with a mixture of western and eastern culture mixed together. With an old feel to it, the old feel often made me giddy to know more, before technology comes in and ruins things.

I could see the pride in almost every civilian eyes, about being born in this village, the love and growth that they come so far..Konoha was beautiful in it's own right, but there was something about it that made me feel like… Like an outsider. In a way Iwas, torn from my world to here, stripped from my nationality pride to another. I guess… that was hard to let go from one to another.

I need to let go. I thought, sulking, before an evil, evil idea popped into my head, I grinned. I could finally use all the chemistry explosion I learned! No, one could ban me from doing those things! If they had actually proof I did it! I just need to make sure I wipe clean my fingerprints from the crime scenes…..

Before I could continue scheming, something or rather someone caught my eye. There right there by a bakery store was a single child all alone looking into the window at something. I glanced up to see my grandmother and mom talking about things not paying attention to me. Perfect, I leaned a little to see what she was looking at.

The girl looked small, to small to be healthy. At first glance she seemed seemed to be about five. But with years of practice, learning and searching for the signs of abuse in my first life, I could easily tell she was about eight years old.

A knot formed into my throat, I remember, Jenny. A girl that had a ruff life before coming into my class for history. A breath hitched into my throat, no matter what I've said about hating to to teach brats, I also loved and cared for them hoping they make their dreams come true….

I couldn't help but wonder, who was teaching them now?

More importantly who was working on my fundraiser. I had for homeless kids…? Shaking my head from those thought, I stared at the little girl.

The girl glanced away the bakery to look down into her pockets, only to bring out nothing, she walked away dejected with a grumbling stomach.

I couldn't help, but wonder a couple of things, how bad was the orphanage? How many kids were in there? What was the rating of child labor herre? Did orphan even go to become ninjas? And if so who taught them? Did they even pay attention, or do they only focus on the ones that show promise right away?

I may technically now be a couple months old, but mentally I was middle aged. I spent my life teaching. I may not exactly have loved the job, but I had enjoyed being a sadist to my students, as well as making sure they grew to their full potential. I wasn't exactly sure if I wanted to become a ninja teacher, much less a teacher in general, again.

After all I was under no illusion that I could change everything, I mean really I was no hero, I was under no illusion that I could save everyone…. So, why was it that I wanted to take charge of things? No, wait nevermind I knew why.

As a teacher I had to have had to be a leader with skills to take charge and protect, to give everything that was needed to make sure my students grow.

I looked at the girl who was further away from the store and wondering if there was anyone in this village that giving them a chance to prove themselves?

"Saa, it seems like I won't have to do anything." Kitsune said, pouting. The dwarf just sweatdropped.

"Fate, had something to do with this," He pointed out. The kitsune girl just grimaced.

"She may have done something like give her sensor abilities, but something tells me. Fate is being a horrible person right now and gave her something else." she said, to him.

"The question is what did she give her? Or what did Death give her?" Dwarf looked up at her.

"You think Death may be involved?" He was questioning her sanity. "They hate each other and would do anything to piss each other off so I doubt He would do anything." He said wavering her off.

She looked at him like he was the insane one. "Exactly! They would do anything to piss each other off, but when someone else decides to mess with their favorite place….They both get rather protective and would team up."

The dwarf looked a tad bit alarmed before "better start planning." He muttered.

the kitsune girl looked at him, her tail wiggling "So you'll help?!" she asked,

excitedly. The dwarf looked up to the sky and mouthed why!? Before looking at his companion with a defeated look, and nodded.

She attacked hugged him.

"Oh! I knew you loved me!"

"Get off!"

Whoever thought it was a good idea to send me here was obviously drunk or not completely sane.

What? Those were valid options! I mean why send a teacher that knows only the plot of the Naruto verse instead of a person who watched naruto? Or at least half of it, I mean I only watch it whenever I was bored!

Or at least someone who was actually willing to become a Ninja. Perhaps younger!

I had family in the army, I knew what it was like to loose some people that were precious to you. I hated to take commands from higher status people, even when I was little. I didn't care if it was rude to not obey the commands of people who are older than you, I didn't care if they had more than enough money to ruin me, nor did I care if they expected me to follow the path they set up for me.

I was not someone to follow someone else unless they earned my respect first, I was someone who preferred to lead people. I worked with so many different people I basically know how to handle all different types. But to be a soldier? No, leading and being a soldier where to different types of people.

I just knew a couple of things, in the end. Whether it was Fate or death that ordered to send me here. I was NOT under no circumstance going to follow whatever they had planned for me.

No, They can just screw themselves over. If I was supposed to play a role in this. I'll do it my own way.

Even if I was reborn as the one and only beloved teacher, Iruka Umino. I was going to change things before I settle into the role.

So fuck them!

A/N: So, any thoughts so far? Good? Bad? Also who do you think they'll meet? Any ideas? Also, I know that Noriko, Isn't the name of Iruka mom, but I couldn't find Iruka real mother name as of say and when I did I already had plans for this one, before I decided on something.

Btw: I'm hoping to get this all updated soon