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"I mean, we're ninjas."

"Well maybe you're a ninja," I said

"You're just a really loud, awkward ninja," Margo said, "but we are both ninjas."
― John Green, Paper Towns

(This quote has nothing to do with anything but it was too awesome to pass up)


Choji headed up the stairs to get ready for the festival, while I heaved myself off the couch and onto a rocking chair outside. I listened to the rain, contently. Rain

drizzled down and a soft wind blew through the forest of the Akimichi clan compound. It was probably raining a lot harder in reality than it actually seemed, because the

thick Hashirama trees shelter the ground from the driving rain. Thunder rumbled. It seems like the storm is getting closer. In Konoha, when it storms, it storms big.

They stick around and coat everything with as many teardrops as they can before saying their goodbyes. I hope it isn't foreshadowing of my future as a shinobi. The

peace and quiet gave me a moment to think about things. I haven't had the opportunity to do that recently.

The past week and a half have been filled with getting used to the new dimension, training like there's no tomorrow, and all sorts of other crazy stuff. Sounds crazy

when you put it into perspective. Part of me doesn't believe that only a few short weeks ago I was a living person in another world. Maybe I was born in this world with

future knowledge, and lost my memories, then had a crazy, vivid dream about another world? No. That's even crazier. But I'm still surprised at how quickly I adapted to

my new life. But besides that, in this new world I have more responsibility than I ever had. I know the future. All of the lives of the people who were killed in the

Narutoverse are now my responsibility. That thought is absolutely terrifying. Can you imagine the weight of a thousand lives in your hands? I still can't. Besides, nobody

will take me seriously if some wanna-be ninja tries to change the world. All the more reason that I need to become stronger and train. Not just to catch up with Sasuke

and Naruto but also so that I can change the world and prevent as many deaths as possible. If you think about it, only the strong in the Narutoverse are the most

important. Hashirama, Madara, Sasuke, Naruto, Kakashi, Obito, Jiraiya, Tsunade, Orochimaru, Minato, Itatchi, Pein... These are the characters we think of when we

think about Narutoverse characters. Characters like Sakura, civilians, and other character's little siblings are the ones that we don't typically think about. These are the

people who are the least significant. Why? Because they are weak.

I hear footsteps behind me over the peaceful lull of the rain. Dad comes through the doorway, and sits himself in a rocking chair on the opposite side of the doorway

from me. The sun is almost gone over the horizon, but the sunset is blocked by the dark, black clouds.

"So. What's on your mind?" He finally asked.

"The future."

"Ahh." A pause. " A very scary thing to think about."

"It is." I replied. He has no idea.

"What are your hopes and dreams?" He asks. I don't answer.

"Why did you adopt me?" I ask. "You don't even have enough time to deal with me. Even I know you don't need any more stress than you already have."

He gave me a pained look, and then he sighed.

"It wasn't for publicity, or for my reputation. When I found out that there was an Akimichi without a family, I offered myself, because I care about my clan even if it's a

distant relative or not. Somebody else may have offered, but you're Akimichi and you belong here. I could feel it when I saw you. I just... feel like an empty space is

filled when you're around..."

I was honestly kind of shocked. My face flushed with embarrassment. Dad deserves way better than what I give to him.

"I didn't know I meant so much to you, dad. I'm sorry."

Choza and I stood up, and he wrapped me in a hug, kissing me on the forehead.

"You and Choji mean everything to me no matter how important my duty to the clan is. I'm sorry I don't have enough time to be the father you wish I could be. By the

way, what is that red mark on your head? Ebisu didn't do that to you, did he?"

Uh oh. Here we go...

The door opens and Choji strolls outside in a nice formal outfit.

"Hey!"

"Hey, Choji. Looks good!"

"Thanks!"

Choza gives him a nod of approval.

"But, anyway, I'm done, So you can use the shower now." Says Choji.

"Thanks!" I say, and I walk inside and up the stairs toward the bathroom.

Our house goes like this:

When you walk in the door, there is a hallway that goes to the most important room in our house- the kitchen. Straight through the kitchen is the dining room, and to the left is the family room. Connecting the dining room and the family room is a relatively small, private dojo. From the kitchen, if you walk in a little bit, to the right there is a bathroom, and to the left there is a staircase upstairs. There is another staircase upstairs in the dojo as well. In the middle of the kitchen is a table where we eat and Choji does homework. All the rooms are very large, and quite cozy. Technically since we are the Akimichi head family we could afford mansions stacked on mansions, but Choza insists that we live in a house at least similar to the other clan members' homes.

Upstairs is a foyer that lets you look down into the family room. down the foyer on one side is Choza and Shihara's bedroom and bathroom, and at the end of the foyer above the dojo is my room and Choji's room, right next to each other. In between the two rooms is a large bathroom.

I quickly shower and wash my hair. I put on my new outfit and the butterfly hairpin Choji gave me. I'm wearing a long, black coat that trails down to my lower thighs and doesn't connect in the middle, exposing a white button-down shirt underneath. I leave the top button of the shirt open and wear a fishnet chain-mail shirt underneath. Ninjas are always prepared. A small black skirt extends just past the jacket. The lady at the clothes shop insisted that the outfit would look great with my hair. I turn around in front of the mirror. I have to say, it absolutely does. It's more of a modern style, for this world, anyway. Ninjas tend to expose some sort of ninja gear no matter what the situation, like my armor. It isn't exactly a threat, per se, but it commands respect.

I run down the stairs and jump down the last ten. Not something I could really do in my old life, for sure.

"I'm ready!" I announced. Choji and Choza were waiting by the door. "Where's mom?"

"She's gonna meet us at the welcoming celebration." Choza informed me.

"You look good!"

"Thanks, Choji!" I said.

Dad grabbed a big umbrella and we all huddled under it and walked out into the driving rain.


I know it's a boring chapter, but I feel like I need to lead up to the bigger events that are coming up.