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Chapter 1 - A New Beginning


I was reborn, that was my first thought. I mean come on! The traumatic correlation with being unable to do anything and abnormal amounts of cuddling were anything to be hinted at.

Moving on, the first few months of my new life were, to a certain extent, hazy. I was quite relieved on this matter. Since, I, for one, did not want to be humiliated as a baby. I had an adult mind, thank you so much.

However, even with my underdeveloped eyes, I was able to deduce several presences in my life, two big blobs and one little blob. They were probably my mother, father, and an older sibling. My older sibling was probably a male, since he didn't sound like he played with dolls, dress up, or anything along those lines. I was quite overjoyed at the thought of an older brother. In my last life, I only had an older sister. In addition, from what I found these past months, my brother really loved me!

He was able to understand what I wanted even when I couldn't speak. Oh my wonderful, adoring brother, since I had received your love I will happily return my love to you at two hundred percent!

Additionally, Japanese was apparently the spoken language! This meant I might possibly be living in Japan! Oh, my sweet otaku heart! This means I can buy figures and manga immediately. I can finally get to visit the famous Akihabara, the otaku paradise! I had luckily taken a first-year university Japanese course so I could understand some basic sentences when my family spoke.

I had totally regretted learning French in high school over Japanese. I thought that since I was learning French since elementary school it would bring up my grade. I was so wrong! The French teacher was darn scary. I still had nightmares of that teacher!

Anyways, so I was able to understand really simple speech when my family spoke. I could tell my mother was perhaps a housewife and my father was an important figure, since people addressed him with respect, whenever they came over. My brother was probably somewhere in kindergarten since he looked very small. However, I could be wrong since my sense of size was skewered with this new body.

As a side note, my lower half feels weird. I may have been reborn as a boy rather than a girl this time. Oh dear. Oh well better push those problems later on when puberty dictates the little one.


Tonight, my brother was holding me in his arms. I love you, dear brother. I think I much rather sleep in his arms than my crib. However, why is it so loud? I need my beauty sleep!

Suddenly, a strong, murky air covered my space. Screams from the outside ran through the air. Earthshaking movements shook our backyard. I felt suffocated, miserable, shocked, and most of all scared. Losing my sense of control I cried uncontrollably.

In response, my brother hugged me closer and whispered words of comfort. Strangely enough, I felt safe and that was all it mattered.


When my baby eyes finally developed, I was happy yet mortified. I mean honestly if an otaku was unable to recognize what world he/she had been born into by now, they did not deserve to be called an otaku. I was born as Sasuke Uchiha, the Avenger (and illogical slash insane dude whom I had called him), from the Narutoverse. My cute adorable brother will murder our clan.

Oh dear. Nope! Nope! Push those problems to the back of my mind. Avoid reality!

First priority on my priority list, innocently steal my lovely onii-chan's first kiss! I mean come on! It was one of my otaku dreams to date Itachi! Since I'm now his little otouto now I can't fulfill that dream so I should at least get the honor of stealing his first kiss, right?