Chapter 3:

"Death is not sad.

The sad thing is that most people don't live at all."

-Peaceful warrior

I was somehow transported into a new dimension which happened to be the world of Naruto.

I was born into the Uchiha clan.

My brother is Uchiha Itachi.

I am Sasuke Uchiha.

Fuck.

My mind went into overdrive. The red and white fan. Itachi's face. The red-haired woman-the blue eyed man! My 'mother' and my 'Father. 'The compound. The village. The carved faces in the mountain. The hiate headbands. The wooden toys. The steel weapons. The nine tailed fox was the one that jogged my memory!

I was frozen. Petrified in time, and somewhere between spaces.

I did not cry, or scream, I did not lash out. All I registered was warm arms keeping me anchored to the earth. I wasn't just any male in anyplace, I wasn't just anybody.

'I am Sasuke Uchiha.' I think I went into shock, because all I did was tremble for a while and fixated at a small point in the distance.

This must be a dream. There was no way in how, that a grown woman got stuck inside a male baby's body, that happened to be Sasuke Uchiha on accident. 'I don't believe in coincidences. '

'But-why?' I couldn't think of how to get the real Sasuke back without killing him/myself.

I bit my lip and looked up at my new Aniki. 'Itachi. Uchiha. Is. My. Brother!'

'Holy crap.' Images of the infamous Clan-Killer sneaked across my head.

I'm going to die.

I had just been reborn-and I was going to die.

Itachi Uchiha will murder his own clan for the sake of the village, and take leave to the Akatsuki in a few years, a double agent for the Hidden Leaf. He murdered his entire family, save his brother, because they were planning a coup that would have brought another war down upon Konoha. He was killed by his brother in his brother's quest for revenge of said massacre.

'Itachi loves his brother. And you've died once. This is the first thing you worry about?' A voice spoke from somewhere in the back of my skull.

'Uhm, because I wasn't sent to hell? I'm afraid to die again? I…shouldn't be. Sometimes I'm not afraid but, I am. I am afraid to delve into the maddening darkness. I'm afraid to be reborn again for a second time.'

'Coward!' The voice hissed

'You blame me for being human? We are all afraid.'

'You don't look beyond yourself. You know who you are now, you have to step up to responsibility sometime, idiot. Just by being you, you will cause ripples in the tides of destiny. Don't fight it.'

'But…'

'You've died once! There are bigger things than death now, pull yourself together. Or you will not survive. This kind of reincarnation never happens a second time, you have no reason to be afraid of true death.'

'If I'm going to be stuck in this world, I'm going to change a few things.' I said with a final confidence. '

'What are you going to do?'

'I could change everything, or I could kill myself-get it over with. My death might distract my father from the rebellion.'

'That won't stop them for long, you coward. I thought you could come up with a better plan then that.'

Itachi was still staring at me with a confused face, in a last ditch attempt I whispered, "De-path."

"Depath?" Brother frowned, then smiled a bit, "Did you just say your first word?"

I sweat dropped. But every other words that came out of my mouth sounded like gibberish.

'Can I truly stop the Uchiha Massacre? The rebellion? Could I put an easy end to all of this?'

'No.'

'Can't I try?'

'You're a young woman in a baby's body, no one is going to listen to your two cents. Even if you do know the future. You have no experience, no power-other than you are the Clan Head's Second son, hence no worth in the Clans eyes. You're a child in Konoha and not even the Hokage will listen to you.'

'I could prove myself, with the knowledge I have about him and the attack with the Nine-Tails. I could tell them all of it. '

'Then be taken for instant questioning and torture? Be killed for the information you do know? Do you think Danzo would let this slide? Especially, if you die, the Uchiha will revolt-you becoming a martyr- and there will either be war or a massacre of everyone.'

'But I have to change something. I'm a key character, I could change so much! I could shift a better ending!'

'It's interesting how you know this is real yet you refer to it as some cheap novel. You'll have to work from the shadows, and it'll be a lot of work-if you are willing to do it-coward.'

Itachi was looking into my eyes with an unreadable expression, "I'm not sure completely how infants work, but I do know that speaking at three months is pretty odd." He looked up at the sound of a large ringing in the middle of the village, "That's the warning bell! The village is under attack!"

'Because, you're going to need to be faster than the previous Sasuke, you're going to need to be stronger. And if you change the future, won't you be changing who you fight as well? You could go against Madara, Tobi, Nagato alone for instance. Consider it incentive then to change the future, if everything but out of fear. With your knowledge you can change many things.'

'Team Seven is why Sasuke is so influential. I need to be on it to get the best position if I'm going to be…well me.. Becoming Naruto's friend and Rival will put me in that position.'

'Hn. So you are actually thinking.'

'I-I…need to concentrate before I start scheming. Leave me alone.'

He picked me up to walk through the compound, then he halted, staring wide eyed at the village, "So that's what they meant?" He muttered all too seriously. Then he started to run, my eyes couldn't see the direction, but he seemed to be head for safety. I was helpless in his arms, useless, and that scared me. My brother may have had clever plans for calming me down, but did I trust a toddler with my life against the Nine-Tailed monster? Secret answer to that was a no.

I was such a coward.

'Who are you?''

'Think of me as another personality.' The voice mentally drawled, bored.

'Like Sakura's?' I asked innocently with a hidden grin.

The voice seemed to grow agitated, 'No. Just say what you really need to say.'

'I have a mean Inner!' I pouted. Despite the fact that there were a whole bunch of Shinobi dying and I was being uncomfortably jostled in my older brother's grip. I had strange ways of dealing with stress.

I pouted up at him, he gave a wry grin, "I need to keep you safe somehow, Sasuke." He paused, at the entrance way to…some place I couldn't make out. "If worse come to worse I might have to leave you here, if anyone's in this place." I think he talked because it gave him reassurance to stand in place while Shinobi rushed towards the fight, and civilians ran away. He had to bend down to talk to me, and I think he did it to keep me from crying.

'I just…' My voice suddenly became inflicted, I couldn't pull this off. I was ordinary. But the strange voice seemed to wait patiently for me to continue, 'I'm afraid, should I even become a shinobi?'

'You want Orochimaru to slaughter you?'

'Good point. But I'm not Sasuke Uchiha! '

'Scaredy Cat. I thought you were stronger than this, I thought you were stronger. We just went through this, and I won't have the same conversation twice. Get yourself together, you are stuck.'

'W-What's that supposed to-'

The voice in my head seems to sigh, 'You've already shown you can be brave. You could easily use your means to become evil or insane with power. Or you could use them to help. But you have no choice to just sit it out. Remember, dumbass, the difference between a hero and shinobi-is that the 'hero' lasts five minutes longer.'

I was quiet for a while, as morbid as that was, it made me realize that I had already died once. I would again, no matter what. I could change the history of this world, something I couldn't do back in mine. 'Hey, Thanks'

'Hgn.'

I smiled to myself then looked up at Itachi and beamed. I was going to become the best little brother ever to make the pain he'd go through a bit more bearable.

I started making plans.

Father mentioned mother being wounded, but not fatally.

He didn't say a word to us the rest of the night as he padded upstairs to take a shower to wash off all the blood. Mother was hospitalized for the next few nights, she had a couple of broken ribs. Father had a new scar across his forearm about as wide as my fist, it ran from his wrist to his elbow. But the scar was pink, newly healed. A medic nin must've finished it up.

I knew if I had been anyone else in Naruto, I would've been a medic. I had always had a thrill for medicine, It always fascinated me. In my other life I had wanted to be a Doctor, but when Samantha was born I had no time to study at all. So I settled for a secretary, but being here, I could study medicine on the side of my training. It would be awfully useful.

But how could I study two things at once? I also knew from the anime that Sasuke didn't have that great of a chakra control.

Kage Bushin? I could learn much quicker. Something that I should suggest to Naruto, if I ever see him.

Unless I started training early. An evil grin stretched across my face, that's right, I had an advantage over all this, knowledge. Muhahaha.

Fugaku, Sasuke's father dies around the time he was eight. He is also the head of the Clan, leader of the rebellion. A beat later, I want to know more about him. If I know more about him then won't I be able to help save him?

Or maybe I won't be able too at all. That was a depressing thought.

Itachi's expression grew worried as he looked down at my scrunched expression, he held me tight to him, "What happened out there, Ototo?" He whispered and rocked me. "What's going on outside?"

I smiled back a bit sheepishly in return.

What was I supposed to say to that?

Not that I could speak that well anyway.

What I never understood is why Naruto didn't use the Kage Bushin to learn in the first place, everything would be so much more easier. I planned on learning it as soon as possible, supposedly the clones would transport everything they had seen or heard back to you.

What if I could create a bushin to train and study while I was off at the Academy? How many things would I learn while being in two-three places at the same time? Sure it was a dangerous technique and used a bunch of chakra but at school how much chakra was I going to use anyway. Plus me fighting me could strengthen up my taijutsu. I was excited, Sasuke was supposed to be adapt at taijutsu, he was supposed to be strong and fast. Now add chakra control like Tsunade's and wham you get a genius. I also contemplated on buying weights, like Rock Lee. I felt like I was almost cheating, I knew all this stuff, but was I ripping off the characters?

No. Not if I was helping them along. I could push them to train harder, faster, better. I could unite the Rookie 9 and start training them.

Then perhaps they wouldn't die this time around.

Then I thought about how immature they were, and discarded the idea.

That reminds me, I almost forgot-Naruto.

I'm supposed to be his best friend.

How the fuck am I going to pull that off?

If all of this is going to work, I need to be in his good gracious. (Which sounds a bit like a suck-up.)

Sasuke's and Naruto's relationship sprung from loneliness. Sasuke had lost his clan, while Naruto was alone from the beginning. I remember Naruto saying something that he wasn't the only one alone in the village.

When Sasuke's clan was massacred.

Fuck. The Uchiha's really screwed themselves over didn't they?

The from their loneliness sprung a rivalry. This rivalry pushed them to new leaps and bounds, essential to their learning. If I was going to be his best friend I'd need to be his rival too, (Though I suppose it wouldn't be that hard, you see I got a bit jealous when others were better than me at something and if they were I pushed myself to get it. Yeah, I was greedy. I was human.) So that wouldn't be that bad.

But another bond sprung from that loneliness, and rivalry. Comradeship. They became teammates, brothers.

Could I really recreate that? A different way?

I rubbed my forehead with a large fist, so much to do, so little time.

When I first tried to mold and play with my chakra I was expecting to simply grab a hold of it and hone my skills nicely.

But as proven, someone up there hated me.

I concentrated, feeling the low hum of energy running through my veins. The best way I could describe Chakra was like my blood was humming a song. Or like there was a million tiny energizer bunnies beneath my skin, it felt addicting. Hot, like a pot of soup, or sweet hot chocolate. It swirled around in my stomach and warmed my toes. It grappled my hands and snaked its way over my head. I could feel it everywhere.

I first tried to mentally grab a hold of it and pull. I expected spectacular results, like supreme chakra control. Something I could see. But it slipped away like water on wood.

I frowned in my crib, I tried again. My chakra eluded me and danced away from my fingertips. More desperate I grabbed at it fast and greedily.

To my surprise I caught it, but my surprise soon rebounded and my own chakra turned on me. It lashed out at me giving me a splitting migraine. I cried out in surprise, indignation, and pain. Without my consent tears rolled down my cheeks as I writhed.

Then I passed out from the pain.

When I awoke I was in my brother's arms, he was rocking me softly with a bottle of formula in his hands. He held it too my lips softly, "What were you doing, Ototo?" He questioned me softly. I closed my eyes at my stupidity, when I reached out with my chakra to grab a hold of it, I was stretching my limits. I couldn't bring my chakra out of my body-yet. But through lots of meditation and chakra control, I could regulate it throughout my body. I wouldn't be able to do jutsu for a long time, a few years even. I was foolish to think otherwise.

Everything couldn't fall in place so easily, I had to develop, like a normal child too. Not think of myself as some lady, I was really a child. My body was expected to behave that way.

I suspected I didn't do as much damage as I could've, it could've been much worse. I could still feel me chakra boiling beneath my veins, abet agitated. But it was fine, it would fade over time, I knew.

Now I just snuggled into my older brother, I felt sad for Itachi. I wouldn't never fully comprehend what he would go through; though I know I would do the same thing as him if I was ever in his place.

Itachi was one of the best people I would ever come to know.

I loved him.

Extra: My Brother Caught My Slip Up

"Death may be final,

But the love we share while living is eternal."

-Don Williams Jr.

The sun in my room was just peeking over the horizon and I knew that soon I'd need to climb back into my hazardless crib. I was pouring over another scroll trying to teach myself this odd language. I tried copying the elegant figures as best as I could, the scroll, from what I could decipher was talking about spiritual energy and mind energy. How to activate mind and spirit energy as one, it was a fascinating concept, something that reminded me of 'The Secret' or ''The Universe' from my life. Two very good books.

The problem to getting up to my crib was the climbing, there was a bookcase next the crib where I'd have to stand on some piled books, the shimmy up on my belly till I was at the second wrack the swing myself over clumsily into my crib. It wasn't elegant at all, and I promised myself not to apply to be an escape artist anytime soon. Though I wonder how many 10 week old babies could pull something like this off.

I'd be a world record baby! I grinned, amused, and I hoisted myself up. But then something strange happened, the door opened. My brother and I stood staring shocked at the other, the outstretched hand grappling for a book slipped and I let out a yelp as my small body started to tip back. Completely panicking, thinking I was going to crack my head open I screamed a childish, "I-ta-he!" As loud as my lungs produced, my brother dived for me and caught me and inch off the floor.

I breathed in a sigh of relief not realizing the look flickering on my brother's face. "You're smarted then everyone has taken you for, aren't you Ototo?" He whispered as he stroked my hair. I froze, inside I was hitting myself for my stupidity. On the outside I buried my face deep into the fabric of his shirt and cried, trying to retain that look of a kid.

I-ta-he chuckled at my antics, "Sssh, it's alright, you're big brother's here." He crowned in my ear. Like always he seemed to have this magic of calming me down from my highs. I-ha-he looked over at the collapsed books piled on the ground, "Here we all thought you made your messes in the day, not at night." His obsidian eyes unconsciously studied the scene before turning back to me and giving a small smile.

Then he came to a conclusion and flecks of shock flickered in his eyes, he looked down at me, "You're trying to read aren't you?" I grinned sheepishly, must my brother be so analytical?

So all I said was "I-ha-he!" and stretch my fist out towards his face. Gripping his nose I tried to take his attention off the matter, I squeezed and he continued as if I wasn't pinching his nose. His eyes widened, "M-My name-?"

Yes, your name kid.

On one hand he could mark this as more suspicious behavior, on the other he could be excited that his brother's first word was his name and completely forget my remarkable intelligence.

I-ta-hi softened, and resumed stroking my head, he set up in a corner of the room, and propped against the couch, I was still in his arms. "You are going to be smart and strong. Your opponents shall fear your name and cower in your presence." I sweat dropped, was I some sort of knight or something? "You will one day grow stronger then I, and you'll take the world by storm, little brother." I-ta-he patted my back and I burped, then smothered a giggle, strong huh? What was he talking about anyways?

"But just what are you hiding Ototo?"

I stopped, then lowered my head, defeated. Why am I stuck with a genius brother? Couldn't anything slide?

I looked toward the door way then back at I-ta-hi significantly, his eyes widened, "You can understand me?"

Well, shit. I frowned, that backfired, I am just letting all my secrets out today aren't I? I'm an idiot.

So I pulled out my last Ace in the hole, I summoned upon the Slobber Affect, the mission to smother the brother's shoulder in saliva! I smeared my mouth across his blue yukata with an inner grin, and if he ever found out I was doing this on purpose…I'd be buried alive.

My brother stared at me, shocked. Then his shoulders started to shake and I looked at his face worried, I had hurt him or something, but his head was thrown back and he was laughing. Loudly too.

Most of my brother's laughs were silent or very very soft. I could hardly hear them, even when I was in his arms. But when he was completely taken off guard this was one of the rare times I got to see him laugh out loud. It made a silly little grin appear on my face. I loved my Aniki this way.

"I'm sorry, Ototo!" He chuckled, "All this training about how to be suspicious and thoughtful, I didn't mean to single you out." He shook his head at himself and cuddled me closer.

Whew. That was a close one.

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Redone, revised!

Itachi is a little out of character, I think. But here he is not a shinobi as of yet, so for him to be childish seems like the right fit for me.

Also, does anyone want to volunteer to beta this story? I'm currently looking for one!

Hope you enjoyed! Please leave comments, questions or reviews beloww~! Until next time readers,