My Name Is Uchiha Sakuya

Summary: What if a girl somehow ended up being reborn in another world as Uchiha Sasuke's twin sister? Will she find a way to survive the impending massacre and change her future or will she die leaving history to unfold by itself?

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto but my OC is mine. This is not a self-insert.

Chapter 9 - Fairy Tales Are Fleeting

It's a well known fact that I like to read. Sasuke and I share a room and it's easy to identify which half is whose just by eyeing the veritable wall of books that I own.

A good number are fairy tales. The thing with living in a militaristic society of ninja was that you can't trust historical records. They reek of alterations and propaganda. Fairy tales, no matter how vague and childish, tend to show higher degrees of truth.

There are stories about the Sage of Six Paths. Stories about the bijuu. Stories about empires long lost. Of utopias that fell into ruin. Of goddesses that came to the land. The sad part is, going by the remaining knowledge I do have of the canon Naru-verse, a good number of them are actually true.

"The Tale of the Moon Rabbit?" asked Sasuke.

"I borrowed it from Ino-chan."

At first, I didn't really bat an eye to it until I saw a page with an illustration that eerily reminded me of the plant guy in the Akatsuki as well as the appearance of enemy-styled Sages.

I don't really know why the appearance of the good guys sages and the enemy sages, sans the Sage of Six Paths, looked so uniform. The difference was probably explained somewhere in the manga but I either missed it from the context or it was in that fucking last volume I didn't get to finish.

"That doesn't look like the kinds you usually read." he noted.

"What do you mean?"

"You read stuff that are more..."

He tried to explain with wild and confused hand gestures. It made no sense but I got what he was trying to say.

My choice of stories aren't exactly alluring to most other kids my age. It's like with the Fairy Tales back from my world. Everyone knows the cheesy Disney stories but only a few know that they're actually derived from the horrifying versions of the Grimm Brothers. And those fairy tales are the ones that I prefer.

"I thought it was a good book." I shrugged.

If anything, it should hold information on that mysterious guy. Up until the end, he was Madara's last loyal Akatsuki. Actually, he was two people, wasn't he? And then there was like a million of the white him. And there was that other guy too that butchered everyone with Wood Release and a surprising degree of mastery over all element natures.

"You read too much." Sasuke sniffled.

"You read too little." I countered.

"I read enough."

Sasuke doesn't like to read anything that isn't relevant. Studying, he's come to understand as necessary but fiction works fly right over his head. The fact that I have a lot of fiction works that don't end on a good note might have something to do with it too.

But the thing is, Sasuke's supposed to be this reincarnation whatever of this Indra guy that's a son of the Sage of Six Paths and the progenitor of the Uchiha clan. And Naruto is the other brother who became the ancestor of the Senju and Uzumaki clans.

Given me, I'm not too hasty on writing that off as bullshit. I myself am a reincarnation. I'm just the unlucky one that ended up remembering a past life. The really unremarkable one that ended far too abruptly for my own taste at that.

In that sense, I can feel a sense of meaning in my reincarnation. A sense in that I'm not the only fucking one.

There's no specific record of when these ancient people lived and when they perished. Others say it's hundreds. Other say it's thousands. Either way, it supports my theory in which reincarnation happens in loops but accommodates more than one world. At the very least, it explains why there can be so many people alive at one time and so little at another. The surplus of souls come from other worlds.

Of course, there's still the head scratcher that is Edo Tensei. It's basically binding souls into sacrificial bodies through anchors, DNA samples I think, that can semi-reanimate them and turn them into nice obedient zombie soldier puppets with no off-switch.

How could those souls be themselves, reanimated, if they've gone along the ring of reincarnation? The answer hit me while I was reviewing what I knew about this world.

Edo Tensei takes the souls of those that haven't actually moved on. Those that have are released into the true afterlife, aka, reincarnated, or cannot be summoned. While I highly doubt that someone like me moved on so quickly after such a horrible death and so many unfinished businesses, it could be possible that the sifting procedures are different in my world compared to here.

Then, there's the second theory. This one is based off of the Nasu-verse. It talks about an origin, Akasha, Root, whatever, that's supposed to be the ultimate record of everything, whether it be past, present, or future. It also involves stuff like the Throne of Heroes where spirits are immortalized as champions of the world.

Using that logic, the Edo Tensei zombies themselves may not even be the real souls but rather copies imprinted into a spiritual form that is distributed and retrieved accordingly. There could even be multiple copies of the souls existing simultaneously in all universes and being recorded into a base original stored somewhere.

Of course, that could mean that I'm a copy of myself and I don't really want to entertain that idea. But, it would explain how the incident of Sasuke and Madara being the reincarnation of the same guy happened when they also existed at the same time. It can only either be that or that their soul split in half or cloned itself.

Like I said, head scratcher.

"What is it about? It can't just be princesses and magic if you're interested." noted Sasuke. Does he really think that that's all Ino reads besides taxonomy records and psychology books?

"It's about a moon goddess who came to this world due to curiosity. She fell in love with a king and bore him children. But, when war came to their country, she showed her power to protect them and people became afraid of her.

Everyone attacked her, thinking that she was a demon that bewitched their king and cursed his heirs as her spawn. She left in heartache and left her sons in the care of an enchanted tribe of plant men.

When they grew up, they were instead revered as gods because of their good deeds and they always cried out to the moon in prayer for their mother's return. But, she never came back."

I summarized. It was more or less two inches thick - like a Harry Potter book. But, that was the gist of it. The story about the plant men were my focus though seeing as they mirrored Zetsu far too well.

I took note that the story made special mention that the goddess herself made them. It might be a clue. It could be a reference to an alien that performed experiments here and left behind mutated plant people.

Plus, moon goddess. Infinite Tsukiyomi used the moon. I hear alarm bells ringing.

"I take it back. It's just your kind of story." said Sasuke. I gave him a dry look.

"It teaches a good moral lesson. Don't judge a book by its cover. Look underneath the underneath. That kind of stuff." I told him.

"I guess. Did a ninja write it?" he asked. I paused. It's no secret that there were some retired ninjas that ended up becoming authors. Heck, Jiraya is famous for his porn series!

I looked the book over and found the name of the author at the bottom.

Senju Tokiya

I have no idea who that is.

"It says Senju. That's a ninja clan. But, I'm not sure if he's civilian or an ex-ninja." I said. This book is old though. This guy might already be six feet under for the simple reason of old age.

Sasuke thought it over then shrugged. It was just an author's name from a book he could care less about. Three seconds of neuron activity was all he was willing to give it.

He walked away and I noticed that he was all dressed up. Not in the fancy way. When he grabbed a pack, I felt my curiosity run into overdrive.

"Where are you going?" I asked with narrowed eyes.

Before the Academy, suspicious acts like this usually meant that Father was going to train him alone without me. That isn't really happening much anymore since I've proven myself but it was an instinct, a fear, that never really left.

"Nii-san has a mission for a person called Neko-baa. He's letting me help him out. You could come too but, didn't you say you were waiting for Shisui-nii?"

I blinked. Neko-baa. That was...familiar. I have no idea where I heard it but, going by the name, I'm pretty sure it involves cats.

"What kind of mission?" I asked curiously. Sasuke shifted. I'm not sure if it's nervousness or excitement...or both.

"We're collecting cat paw prints!" he said excitedly.

That was unexpectedly mundane. Who gives out mission requests like that?

Neko-baa. Grandmother Cat.

Oh. Right.

"Well, have fun collecting your paw prints. Shisui-nii is gonna be teaching me cool stuff while you're gone." I said haughtily.

"You're just jealous that I get to go on a cool mission." Sasuke grinned.

"With the stiff? Psh." I rolled my eyes.

"He's only ever weird when it's you. 'Cuz you're weirder." he pointed out.

I threw a sealed scroll at him but it wasn't out of anger. How could it be anger if we're both laughing?

"Get a move on already."

I panted heavily and tried to catch my breath. That was brutal. It made sense but...brutal.

"So, what do you think?" he asked me.

"You're a sadist." I said. "But at least I didn't do that for nothing."

I could see the advantages he was trying to teach me. It was something that he noticed would apply to me best anyways since I have an unusually good grip on my chakra. It isn't quite perfect chakra control but it's close.

Everyone's used to chakra. It's everywhere. It's in everyone. You can tell a bunch of 5 year olds to run 50 laps around the Academy and none of them will be winded after. The answer to that is because of chakra.

Reinforcement comes naturally to ninja. Heck, even civilians who had the potential to be ninja but chose not to tend to do it unconsciously sometimes.

To me, it's a mental command. I can literally turn it on or off at will. Because of his sharingan, Shisui-nii noticed it. It wasn't the all-seeing nature of byakugan but he did notice how unusual my chakra utilization method is anyways.

"You put a lot of effort in speed and that's a good idea. But, you can't use chakra all the time. There's a limit to what it can enhance and how long you can keep doing it. But, there's still another way. Physical training. There's a reason why taijutsu masters are seemingly freaks of nature when it comes to speed." he explained.

My mind trailed to Maito Guy and Rock Lee. I haven't actually met them yet but I knew enough to know what Shisui-nii is talking about.

"It sounds like a pain." I grimaced. "But, it's worth it, right?"

"Of course! Shunshin isn't the only reason why I'm hard to catch Kuya-chan!" he ruffled my hair.

I sighed. Here I thought he was talking about some sort of new jutsu when he said he wanted to show me something cool.

"Wait. If I do it manually, how do you? It's hard to fight against instinct."

I was talking about the chakra suppression. Even Naruto who sometimes feel like he wants to disappear can't just turn it off just like that. Especially not when in a stressful situation.

"I use seals."

I gave him a look of interest that said Go on.

"You know how there are criminal ninja too, right? And how suppressing their chakra is important."

I nodded. The Uchiha were police. That was common sense around here.

"Well~ What restrains a criminal can also be used for training."

I looked at him in horror. He was using those!?

"As soon as the painful stinging part is modified out." he added carefully.

I felt relief wash over me.

"Don't scare me like that." I grumbled at him. Even punched his shoulder for good measure.

The containment seals that the police use isn't just a means of suppressing chakra. After all, such a thing isn't easy, especially if the criminal happens to have a lot of it. The seals might not be able to handle it. So, they come with a secondary function that just came naturally with cutting people off from their energy source. They discourage the use of chakra, with pain.

If chakra is released even just by a little, the body is jolted by a sting. If it is released by a lot, the pain is so unbearable, it's as if the prisoner's body just jumped into a volcano while wrapped in a live wire.

There is no actual physical damage, only an exploitation of receptors to send pain signals into the brain. But, it's still dangerous to frail hearts and, on its own, a form of torture. In fact, during the war, it was rumored to have been used as a torture device.

Of course, it takes forever to setup and has a boatload of prerequisites so it's not really applicable for real-time battle situations. It's just for keeping prisoners behaved.

It is an impressive seal though.

"Oh. Don't be so sour. It was good advice, wasn't it?" he said cheerily.

Yes. Very. But, I still can't afford to lower my guard around this guy lest he mess with my head like that again. I swear, he's doing it on purpose. Just for the heck of it.

"It's too bad Sasuke couldn't come today, though. He'd like stuff like this."

I agreed. For all the bullshit that came with having to hang out with Shisui-nii, he also gives a lot of meaningful advice that help us along our training.

"Itachi-nii's monopolized him. Something about paw prints."

Now that it's coming out of my mouth, it sounds weird. Itachi is out collecting paw prints.

"Ah." Shisui had that look that said he knew exactly what I was talking about. Maybe it's a commonly known D-rank mission. Like that catch an escaped cat mission that all the genin in the canon Naru-verse seemed to hate.

My attention shifted, sending my senses far and wide to check if there was anyone else in the area. I was silent but I wasn't actually moving away from my spot. Just, staring at my feet.

I felt a flare from the woods. It was actually kind of far and I shouldn't have been able to tell. But, it was a scarily familiar chakra signature that made my spine go straight.

"Notice something?" he prodded.

I hesitated to say. It wasn't something that he should be worrying about. It was something a little less internal. It had nothing to do with the clan or with missions or with him. But, who else could I ask anyways?

"I just...I felt someone in distress." I mumbled.

Shisui-nii immediately shed his happy go lucky demeanor and stood to attention. It wasn't quite obvious to people who didn't know him but I could tell with a glance.

"It's not serious. I think it's another fight again. My classmate's chakra is just really surprising. He tends to keep it suppressed so when it flares like that, it's...surprising."

That's true. It's really surprising how Naruto sucks at recon when he's technically a natural at stealth. It's the personality, I guess. The lack of an ability to be a professional when needed... The inability to identify social nuances...

I guess he'll develop it when he gets older but, as a child? Even when he was genin? No.

Shisui-nii relaxed. I noticed that whenever I say I feel like there's trouble, he's quick to react, not even doubting me. I guess it started with the Hyuuga incident. My gut instinct is usually pretty spot on anyways. Add to that my sensory abilities...Yeah, I can see why he'd treat me as an accurate source of information.

I wasn't sure if asking him was the right idea. It probably was a bad idea had he been any other Uchiha. But, the curiosity was killing me.

"My classmate...He's weird." I said hesitantly.

"Oh? Does he try to pull pranks on you?"

Shisui-nii was laughing at his own joke. It was actually funny seeing as trying to prank me leads to very bad results. Actually, Naruto has tried it before. He's already starting to do the smiling like an idiot and pranking like there's no tomorrow phase.

It was a failure before he even began since I could literally sense his every intention. And, it was a funny memory since he actually was trying to prank Sasuke, not me. But, given the weight of the topic, I couldn't bring myself to accept the humor.

"No. He's used to be really quiet. Then now, he's always loud and smiling for no real reason. Still, he was always short-tempered and easily got into fights before. But, that's only because everyone's being a real jerk to him. He has no friends and I think the adults are scared of him. But, I don't know why.

My friends keep trying to make friends with him but he runs away before they can talk to him. When he's angry, there's...There's something wrong with his chakra. Like, there's something else there watching. Like he has a shadow. And...there's always ANBU following him. It's just...weird."

Shisui's expression turn into something contemplative. He must've worked out by now who I'm talking about.

"Are you afraid?" he asked me. I took that as a good sign. I crossed my fingers and hoped that he is one of those rare impartial people that doesn't see the jailer as the beast.

"No." Yes.

"He's just a kid like me." The kyuubi is scary.

"But, I'm not sure I can feel comfortable around him." I admitted shamefully.

Shisui gave me a critical eye. He knows I'm not telling him everything.

"Is it because of what other people say?" he asked carefully.

"No!" I denied immediately. "I-It's not like that. It's just...He's not a bad person. But, there's something...familiar. And I feel scared."

There. I said it. I practically confirmed it. I know what's inside Naruto.

"What do you think of him?"

I blinked. What do I think of Naruto?

He's cool. He's admirable. He's a bleeding heart. He's a person that can love even people that's shown him nothing but hate. He's a magical person that can turn the fiercest of enemies into friends. He's a fucking saint.

"I wanna talk to him. But I don't know how."

At that, Shisui-nii made a small laugh.

"Wow. You are your brother's sister." he said. I frowned at that. It sounded like an insult despite the context.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I huffed.

"Nothing. Wow. And here I thought you're the one that knew how to make friends."

I blushed. Now I see.

"I-It's not like that!" I screeched. He just kept on laughing at my face.

"Do you think Itachi will be okay? All the other ninja will be older than him." Sasuke said worriedly.

"Is this doubt I hear?" I teased him. Usually, all that ever comes out of Sasuke's mouth is Itachi praise. This was a new thing for him, to be worried. The last time this happened, it was over his getting a sharingan and that was years ago.

"I'm serious!" he said anxiously. "They're all older than he is. And, they're the strongest of the ones that took the exam. They look kinda scary too."

I know what he's really worried about. When Itachi first brought up that he was going take the in-village chuunin exam, neither of us had any doubt that he'll breeze through it. Then, after the second exam where he also passed, he was taken to the hospital for treatment.

It was actually just a bad case of chakra deprivation and a couple of minor wounds but that was the first time Sasuke's seen him get hurt. It reminded him that our brother isn't invincible.

"Itachi is the strongest in that crop. He's well rested and he trained his butt off with Shisui-nii during his break. He's going to win that tournament with a landslide." I said surely.

I don't actually know the results of the chuunin exam that Itachi took, only that he passed, but I don't doubt he could take on any monster with ease.

Come on. His sparring partner since childhood was Shisui-nii and Shisui-nii was a jonin by the time he was 13. He's like a second Kakashi, only missing the record for jonin promotion age by a year.

Why isn't anyone calling Shisui-nii the genius when he clearly is one? He's probably around Father's level, or higher. They're pressuring Itachi too much! Or maybe, Shisui-nii is just that good at avoiding the brain-rotting sweet praises.

"Of course he's winning. If he doesn't, he's gonna get it."

There was suddenly someone next to us. Actually, he was there from the start. He was just keeping his chakra suppressed. I knew immediately that it was Shisui-nii. It was just a little hard to tell at first what with him looking like he hasn't slept in weeks. The aura about him was just grim.

"What happened to you?" I asked. What took you so long? Why so late?

He gave me a dry look. Right.

"You were right about Itachi having this under the bag. The problem is his first opponent." he said.

I didn't actually know who Itachi's opponent was. He was never the chatty type. I did know that he worked on a lot of Lightning Jutsus during the one month hiatus he was given to train in. It made sense when I saw his first opponent left in the arena with the proctor and him.

Kiri-nin.

The contender was a scary piece of work, I'll give him that. But, for all the effort he had on his intimidation tactics, I could tell that he was only a teenager, probably just a few years older than Shisui-nii.

"Alright. You both know the rules. Whoever wins this round gets to advance. If I feel like stopping the match is appropriate, I will. That's pretty much all you need to know." said the proctor.

"Seal of reconciliation."

Itachi and his opponent followed his instructions. But, their focus never left each other. Even from my seat, I can feel that Kiri-nin's bloodlust. It was thick, like a knife cutting through the smoke, and so bitter.

"Then, let the first match between Uchiha Itachi and Momochi Zabuza...begin."

Momochi Zabuza.

...

WHAT THE FUCK!?

"That right there is Kiri's nasty little demon, Momochi Zabuza. Itachi's a genius, right? Well, Zabuza's a genius in assassination. I hear he can kill without his targets even realizing it."

I realized what Shisui meant when, just seconds into the fight, Zabuza was already behind Itachi, ready to strike. I'm guessing that if he didn't have the sharingan and the physical condition that allowed for such fast movement, he wouldn't have been able to dodge that.

Right off the bat, it was a battle of speed and feints...And Itachi was being pressured.

"Nii-san." Sasuke watched on in worry. He's never actually seen Itachi look like he's in trouble. This is a new experience for him.

It made me wonder, did the canon Sasuke even get to watch his Itachi's chuunin exam or did he just hear about it? After all, I'm the one that poked and prodded until Mother handed us tickets, wasn't I?

"Don't worry. This is a chuunin exam so I doubt he'd kill Itachi. They need to advertise and he needs to show a few chuunin traits under his belt. He's probably been warned of that by his sensei. Even then, the proctor's a jonin who'll stop the fight if it gets out of hand. But, that doesn't mean his stealth skills aren't going to be an issue." explained Shisui.

That didn't really do much to comfort Sasuke.

"Wait. That Zabuza person is holding back." I said when it dawned on me.

"What?" Sasuke looked confused.

My eyes are a lot better at watching things like this compared to him. He might as well be looking at two blurs the pop up all over the stadium. But, with me, I've grown far too used to observing unusually fast individuals. I have Shisui-nii to thank for that. Not to mention, even with my eyes closed, I could still tell with only my chakra sense and sense of hearing. That's why I noticed the many lapses in Zabuza's movements. He was...hesitant.

What? That makes no sense.

"Hm. You're right. He's pulling his punches. He could've landed several killing blows by now but he stops himself at the last minute." muttered Shisui-nii.

"Is this what you mean by him not aiming to kill?" I asked. It was finally clearing up to me. It sure looks to me that Zabuza's having a problem with reining in his instincts. Like Shisui said, he's a genius in assassination - killing. Outright fighting is not his forte, yet. There's a difference.

"I guess you could say that. But, he doesn't look too used to the idea. Heh. Itachi might actually be able to get through this."

Shisui-nii looked a little relieved. An opponent that can't fight at his full potential might as well be handicapped. That's the case that Zabuza's under in right there.

The match went on for a while but not long enough to make the novelty of it go stale. Itachi managed to win by a hair's breadth and a few tricks. The next matches were, in contrast, fairly underwhelming. The first match was just far too tense and far too high-grade to be comparable.

That match was probably going to be a bitch to grade.

Itachi won the tournament. He practically breezed through it. None of his other matches lasted as long as his match with Zabuza did. I knew he still held back, to try and show a little bit more guile and planning skills, but it was still pretty easy in comparison.

"He won. A lot of people are going to be rich now." I said dryly.

A lot of people bet that he'd win. There was even an official betting poll. I think they're going to be really disappointed when they realize that they'd have to split the cash prize among themselves. That's a lot of people dividing up the spoils.

"I know."

Shisui-nii made a satisfied grin that said he was one of those people. I doubt he went with the official polls though. It's probably one amongst his colleagues and probably more about the first match's outcome than the overall tournament.

"You mean like gambling? Tou-san said it's not good to gamble." frowned Sasuke.

Of course he said that. It's one of the three ninja don'ts. But, what good is a shinobi that can't gamble even to save his life?

"It's bad if you don't know how to keep it from ruining your life. But, in cases like these, it's okay. It's Economy." I said.

The thing with promotional tournaments like these is that they have multiple purposes. After all, when you have a large number of foreign dignitaries around, you'd want them to spend a lot of money on top of impressing them, right? The village doesn't run without money and events like these usually cost a lot for the hosts.

Of course, that also means that the Uchiha are working double time in keeping the village security in order. It's one of the main reasons why Mother and Father couldn't come with.

"Right." He says that but I know he didn't understand what I meant.

I sigh. Sometimes, I wish Sasuke was as intellectually advanced as Shikamaru just so that we can actually have prolonged conversations about mature stuff. Like politics. Or seals.

"Come on. Let's go buy Itachi dango for a job well done." said Shisui. There was an expectant glint in his eyes.

"Sure, but make sure to switch out the sauce with the spicy one." I said with an evil grin. His grin grew bigger. Congratulations indeed, Itachi. We were dawdling home with a sour looking Itachi while laughing our heads off when I felt a strange presence linger at the clan's borders.

"What's wrong? Your classmate again?" asked Shisui-nii.

It wasn't Naruto. I knew that for sure. It was a foreign chakra signature that, for some reason, didn't feel too off to be around here.

You see, places have residual chakra signatures. People - all living things, in fact - just ooze of them naturally. Same goes with leftover jutsu residue. It's like a person's specific scent, as Kiba puts it.

Places where clans live in for a long time are especially thick with their ambient chakra. It's like the mood of the home, per se. The same principle goes with any people and their houses. You just kinda know that it's where they or a relative live if you notice it. I mean, it's theorized that relatives have close chakra signatures and, as someone very sensitive to the stuff, I kind of agree.

The Uchiha clan's corner of the village was more or less construed. It wasn't that bad yet. Yes, there was resentment spoiling the aura of the place. But, it was still a warm loving place that cradled us. And this chakra signature that popped up out of nowhere, still compressed like ANBU but better, feels like it belonged here.

Then, it just whittled away just as sudden as it appeared.

"I thought I...No. It was probably nothing." I shook my head.

I didn't notice the wary look that Itachi gave me and the hand that slipped into mine.