AN: Hi guys! I am so happy that my story has had so many views, I have a question for the readers, it concerns the physical appearance of my character; should my character have unusual Narutoverse hair coloring or be close to my original coloring? And Finally I have decided on my OC/SI name. I found the equivalent definitions of my names in Japanese, there are so many options! O_O

My name means Defender of Man, this name (Japanese one) could either sound feminine or masculine in the way the order is placed. So I have decided to since I am a girl to go with…. Takao Sakimori! (AN: In Japan last name goes first)

防人(sakimori) means a defender.
貴男(takao) means a noble man.

Now on with the show!

Chapter 2: protective instincts.

The first thing I did was rub his tummy to see if that could sooth him into quieting down. It worked, his shrieks turned to heart breaking whimpers. It was saddening to see him try to curl around my hand, starving for positive human contact. Don't take it wrong, the Matron does not abuse him physically or completely ignore him. But, she does the minimum possible. She does take care of his bare needs but once that is done he is left alone, and everyone else does the same. At that moment he opens his eyes to see who is near him, he blinks and has his iconic concentration face, you know the one, from the anime/manga. me it appears that he is having gas problems. Oh God! Please not make have to change his diaper! I have never changed a diaper before. I stare as he squints further and then I remembered that in my new lifetime that at that period of time that things were still blurry if not in close proximity, so I chose to bend closer for his benefit. As he kept looking at me I got close enough that I guessed he could see my features well enough. I did this because I wanted him to see me smile at him and what I saw next took my breath away. He smiled back. His lips slowly curled up, his smile stretched so wide that I could see his gums. What shocked me was even as an infant he had a startling resemblance to the Yondaime, it is a mystery of how nobody in the manga lacked to figured it out.

Although it makes sense that the pain and hate people feel after the Kyuubi attack that took so many. I am also a victim from "Madara's" plan that night almost 3 months ago. Both my parents where shinobi but not from the big clans. They were also not from big families either, my Father and Uncle were orphaned in the second shinobi war. My father Takao Dōshi and my Uncle Tomoe were of chunnin rank, they were specialized in sealing and trapping and both were part of the sabotage division. My mother Suchīrume Shizukana was of Junnin rank and specialized in interrogation, she was even sempai to Ibiki-san from what I remember him visiting and calling mother "sempai". That's right THAT Ibiki. Her name really fit her perfectly, from what I am told, she could switch her tranquil expression to cold steel in a blink of an eye. From what I am told it even gave Ibiki-san the chills. Ibiki-nii would visit the house once or twice and the rest of okaa-san's gennin team In all honesty I don't know how my mother met my father, she was a stickler to the rules while he loved to goof around. But at the time the third shinobi war was at full throttle Sandaime-sama needed to fill gaps, so mother was sent to the outpost my father was stationed at the time. They just seemed to click and that was it. I was conceived two years later and born ironically on October 10th the same day Naruto was born only 4 years earlier. But she also had another gift, and it was passed down to me, it is the ability to convert our blood into either the shape of a weapon and/or a shield. This ability would not be discovered until it saved both my life and Naruto's.

Even if I later I found out I was born in the Narutoverse, what were the chances I was going to meet any of the characters? I mean from what I remember from the manga and anime is that Konoha is HUGE. If you really tried to avoid someone, it is possible. Besides having their own schedules and districts. It reminds me a bit of Manhattan, the towers, the nightlife (not that I have had a chance to check it out, me being four years old again). The nightlife in Konoha is understandable to be misled by the anime or manga, at first I thought Konoha was a suburban atmosphere, but it really depends on where you are. This all make sense because shinobi leave and arrive to missions all the time, and then there are the civilians and retired shinobi that caters to these mases with 24 hour restaurants, spa, onsen, and all other things that I have not had had a chance to see yet. Which is understandable since I was and are a small child (again TT-TT) and the only reason I knew this, was because our home had a pipe problems and mother took me to an onsen with her.

It felt weird calling her anything like mother since I remembered my real mother. But I understood that this woman had given me life and cared for me and as time passed by I grew to love her as a second mother or an extremely close aunt. The same occurred with my father. When I finally understood my feelings by my first year, I decided to call them "Mother" and "Father", this is because they WERE my biological parents in this new life, they did care for me and I grew to love them, and finally but most importantly although I loved them they would not take the place of the first Mom and Dad that I remembered. It also worked that the language used in the Naruto universe was Japanese worked in my favor. And because I called shinobi lifestyle. The following of orders without a second though, the limits of one can do, and the active lifestyle that required a physical regimen or Mother/Okaa-san/Haha-ue and Father/Otou-san/Chichi-ue that it worked in our shinobi household. They did love me but there were times of strictness that made me feel as though I was in a correction facility. And now that I looked back they were doing their best to get accustomed to the stretches, cardio, laps, puzzles/games helped me immensely to change most of my bad habits of my previous life. In my previous life I was 5'1 and weighted a bit over 200 and comparing to now, I do still enjoy lazy times and sweets but I never want to reach that weight again. Compared to my previous weight I feel light and agile.

I did not know if I wanted to be a shinobi, I mean, it wasn't just the opportunity of a lifetime, it was an opportunity of an existence! In my previous life there was nothing close to this! But looking at the negatives, I could die, my future friends may die, should I play it safe? Not attach myself but to those I think nothing will happen to them? But I have I lived with regrets from my previous life, and I know what it feels like to lose someone and not being able to do anything. I have made up my mind. In this world where the impossible can become possible, where magic energy could heal better than any of the most expensive medical procedures, I will bend the rules.

Looking down at baby Naruto "Starting with you… I will become a Shinobi. To protect you and our future precious people" and as if it were scripted he reaches out and hold my hand while giving me a radiant smile. My next thought was "Training is going to suck!" (inner-self sobbing).

thank you for reading! please review!

i will try to update as fast as i can, and may go over the previous chapter to fix mistakes or better the quality of the chapter/story.