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Warning: Some swearing and blood.

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EDIT: Thank you to Two Evil Carrots for pointing out that the last part was kind of weird.

Edited: 4/28/17

Puberty.

Angsty, dreaded puberty.

Just kidding.

Well, Hamura turned angsty. I stayed sane.

He grew even more hot-tempered than before.

I swear, I poked him lightly and he exploded.

Both figuratively and literally.

Okay, fine. I might have exaggerated.

But seriously, I nearly died that day.

I was more prepared than he was for the imbalance of hormones.

My previous life, huh…

Who knew it would come in handy?

Hamura stopped calling me "nii-san".

He also acted like he didn't have a weirdo twin that talked incessantly about non-existant things.

Like ice cream and cheese.

Sniff. They grow up so fast.

Other than that, I started meditating and trying to figure out what chakra was.

All the living beings had some chakra, but chakra wasn't just in living beings.

Hamura and our mother (Kaguya, for future references) had complex systems to circulate the energy.

All the rest had theirs centered around their abdomen.

It was pure energy, yet tangible enough to touch.

There also seemed to be different types.

"Living chakra" ranged a variety of purplish-blues, "Nature chakra" was a uniform moss green.

And the chakra amassing at the place…

I shuddered.

It writhed and screamed, trying to escape something. It was angry orange and burned the area around it.

Demonic chakra was the most appropriate name for it.

"Oi, Hagoromo."

I sighed.

"What is it, Hamura?"

"What are you doing?"

"Wow. Surprisingly civil for that tongue of yours."

Hamura bristled. "Contrary to your belief, I do have manners."

"Says the one who is an absolute narcissistic brathead all the time-"

"Hey! My head is perfectly fine."

"See? Narcissistic brathead."

He deadpanned at me.

"Anyways, what are you doing?"

I felt like messing with his mind.

"I'm doing something."

And so I did.

"What is the something?"

"The something is some thing."

"No! What are you doing?"

"I said it already. I'm doing something."

"What is the something?"

"The something is-"

"NO! What are you-ARGH!" He screeched, stalking away.

Calling my smile the Cheshire Cat's would be an understatement.

"What are you reading?"

"I'm reading a book."

"What's the name of the book?"

"The name of the book is the name of the book."

"Fine, be that way. What characters make up the book's title?"

"The characters in the title are characters."

"Oh oka-hey wait, that didn't answer my question!"

"Hagoromo, why are you like this?"

"Because."

"Because what?"

"Because because."

"Because becau-you know what? I give up."

"So you admit you're a narcissistic brathead?"

"Sure-wait a minute…"

"HA!"

"Hey, Hamura."

"Whaaaaaaaat? Go away."

I put my hand over my heart in mock hurt. "Here I thought I could share some mochi with you, but you clearly don't want it."

"Wai-wha-nooo I want mochi!"

Hamura looked angry.

He stalked towards me, aura reminiscent of the Katsu incident.

I revised my previous statement. He looked downright pissed.

"Why?"

"Huh?" I ask, confused. That seemed to further anger him.

"Here you are, fooling around, while I have to study! All I hear is 'Hagoromo this' and 'Hagoromo that'! We are the same age, yet you're treated like, like, way above me! Even kaa-san likes you more!"

"I don't-"

"And your weird 'things'," He did air-quotes, "you keep on embarrassing me, talking about nonsensical things and never thinking how that would affect me!"

"I-I don't understand what this is about-"

"See? This is why I-" He paused, then continued, "I hate you."

That cut deeper than I expected.

"I see." My voice became flat. He looked startled and took a step back.

I brushed past him.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be a better brother."

The surroundings blurred into green.

I just kept running.

I blame hormones.

Myself included.

I guess I was too busy wallowing in my previous life than to see what was in front of me.

Deeming myself far enough from the compound, I slowed down.

I need to calm myself.

Sitting down, I began to meditate.

Living chakra could be split into two. One side was pure red, and another a pure blue.

So if I take in some nature chakra and nab some demonic chakra so I had equal amounts of all types...

Something was dripping from my face.

I coughed.

Hey look, blood.

Everything warped and faded into black.

Hamura regretted his words the moment it rolled off his tongue.

By the time he tried to apologize, Hagoromo was already gone.

At first, he felt happy that he had finally beat his brother.

As the hours came and went, Hamura started to worry.

He ran into the forest, using his baku-whatever to track him.

His blood ran cold.

Hamura ran faster before arriving at his twin's unconscious body.

Dark red splotches stained the white clothes that Hagoromo wore. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and from his closed eyes.

"Hagoromo, I don't have time for this."

No response.

"Hagoromo! Get up!"

"Hagoromo, please! GET UP!"

"NII-SAN!"

Still no response.

Hamura hefted Hagoromo's body and sprinted back to the compound.

He never acknowledged the liquid that ran down his face.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a vast expanse of white.

I fucked up, didn't I?

"You did."

I turned around. A mirror image of my previous life stared back.

Heh. At least I was taller than my previous self.

I never thought I'd see that face again.

"Are you the Shinigami?"

"No."

"Are you my inner self?"

"No."

"Am I dead?"

"No."

"Are you-"

"Will you shut up?"

"No."

"..."

"Are you the convenient entity that the protagonist has to reflect on the wrongdoings that were committed?"

"... No."

"Are you my deepest, darkest thoughts and secrets?"

"Kind of."

"Oh. That's boring."

The projection pinched the bridge of its nose. "Anyways, I'll cut straight to the point. You're an idiot."

"I know. I should've-"

"No! Did you not recognize the Sharingan? What kind of Naruto fan are you?"

Whaaaa-oh.

Oh.

OH.

"So all those coincidences-"

"-were you being an idiot."

Ah. That's why everything seemed familiar.

Crap.

I was in the position that could potentially ensure that shinobi never existed.

That was preferable, seeing how they caused too much death and destruction.

But there was the problem of Momoshiki…

"So, now what?"

"Best solution? Tell Kaguya."

"Would she listen? Wouldn't she just try to kill me?"

"Better tell her than let fate run its course."

I sighed. The sigh turned into a groan.

Why me?

"Why you indeed."

I woke up.

Everything was too bright.

My eyes throbbed.

"You awakened the Rinnegan." It wasn't a question.

Kaguya sat in the chair nearest to me.

I sat up. She walked closer to me.

I'm trapped.

"In order to protect this nursery, I require all chakra."

I can't move.

Her hand rushed towards me.

No space to dodge.

"This is necessary." she said, almost as if to reassure herself.

Is this karma?

I closed my eyes and accepted my fate.

I guess... I kind of deserved it.

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