Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
I died.
I honestly couldn't believe it. It wasn't an accident. Nor was it your typical cliché death by Truck-Kun. No, I was merely killed by… I can't remember. What the hell. Why Can't I Remember?
I remember who I was, who my family is, even random tad bits in middle school. So why can't I remember the most important piece of information about how I was killed.
Wait, there is something else.
Oh no, I can't remember my GENDER! You have got to be kidding me. Come on, give me a clue, maybe how people commented on my appearance or if my parents refer to me as "son" or "daughter", and another thing just where am I. It is seriously dark in this place I can't. I can't. I can't. I CAN'T!
STOP!
I'm panicking. I need to calm down and just think. I'm floating in an unknown space, all my Five senses are gone I realized, I can't move either, and I am missing bits and pieces of my memory. All I have left is my mind and sanity. I can't afford to lose that too.
I do remember something though, possibly the most important thing. Something that shaped the core of my very being. My dream is to become an entomologist. Not the most standard dream out there I know, but to me, there was always something so fascinating about these creatures. Their size, their shape, their color, their adaptability, and so much more.
Everything about them just covers me from head to toe in excitement and because of this, I was classified as the "Weird Kid". People never really wanted to talk to me because of my obsession. Everyone always thought of me as a freak and tried their very best to avoid me. I even had some people that had the nerve to bully me but that stopped real quick.
Stabbing someone's legs with a pair of scissors and then forcefully making them ingest larvae eggs can do that, hehehe.
And before you judge no, I wasn't the type to just bring a mass of insects to school all the time, even though the idea was tempting. I just happened to have them with me that day because it was for a presentation in Biology class.
Obviously, I got in trouble, and I would have been expelled for excessive violence and possibly much worse if I did not have a camera with me clearly showing the bullies antagonizing me first.
The camera was also for the science experiment so it can record the hatching of the larvae eggs.
Instead, I got a week-long suspension and another week's detention. After that debacle, I was pretty much ostracized. I pretty much stayed to myself and minded my own business for the next coming years of both middle and high school. Did being by myself hurt? I would be lying if I said it didn't.
To have nobody to talk to, nobody to share my interest with, nobody to call a friend. Even my own "family" couldn't accept my passion; they never outright stated it, but I could see it in their eyes. They would silently question why they never got a normal child, question why I could not be like the other kids, question why I was so warped, and I hated it.
That is why I was so excited to go to college, and study entomology. To find like-minded individuals who would like me for who I am, and not judge my entire being. Once I got everything ready, I left my so-called "home" and "family" to go out in the world and start what was supposed to be a brand-new chapter in my life.
Keywords "supposed to" because that was the last thing I remember before ending up wherever here is supposed to be. I don't understand. What did I do to deserve this? I only followed my passion. Why should I be punished for something like that? Well, you know what I refuse. I refuse whatever fate has in store for me. I just want to live my dream; and be me, and when I get out of here, I'm going to do just that. Nobody is going to decide how I live. Nobody, but me.
Time passed; I honestly don't know how long I have been floating in this dark space. Time hasn't had meaning. I have been trying to do everything to keep my mind occupied. Anything to make sure I don't go insane from this chronic loneliness. I tried anything from reciting every little fact I could remember about myself to counting down from 100,000.
Anything to pass the seemingly nonexistent time in this place.
And after what felt like an eternity, I noticed something. I could feel it literally. It has been what seems like ages since I felt this sensation. It feels like murky water all around me. Next, I noticed I could move not by much, but it was there.
This got me excited. If I could see myself, I would imagine that I'm positively glowing. This means progress, right? This means I am making headway and getting used to wherever I am, and I don't know how I can tell but am almost certain that I will get out of here soon. I don't know when but soon.
(-)
You know when I said I will get out soon, I lied.
This is honestly taking forever, and I know what to blame. My blasted hearing. That's right, that sense returned to me too. One would think that I would be ecstatic that another one of my senses returned, and they would be right only on what seemed like the first day. Why? Well, that's because there is this constant sound of static playing all around me and it is honestly making me think suicidal thoughts.
BZZZZZZ
I don't know why there is static buzzing around me, but I must get out of here soon because it is PISSING me off. One would think that an aspiring entomologist like myself would at the very least be able to tolerate such noise considering the variety of sounds all insects make, but I am only human. I like to see someone be stuck in a room and be forced to constantly listen to static.
It's. Not. Fun.
And as time passes it only seems to get louder, and louder. It's gotten to a point where I just try to use what little sense of mobility I have; and jerk, and thrash at anything and everything around me.
It didn't work.
More time passed, and I can honestly tell you that being in here is making me somewhat jaded. I honestly barely even hear the static anymore. I began to feel more and wherever I am feels likes it is condensing me. It was a very unpleasant feeling, and I was a little bit frightened of this new change. What could this new change mean I wondered. I don't know if this is good or bad, but I'm honestly open to anything new happening.
I can feel it. My mind is being somewhat warped. How, well that's because I'm starting to view this place as beautiful, and that was the first red flag. The second was when I was starting to hear whispers, they were faint, but I'm sure I could hear people's voices, and I honestly don't know what to do about it. I can't understand these new voices, and I probably should have been at least a little bit freaked out, but every time I heard them it wouldn't make me even the least bit terrified. Instead, it would bring a strange sense of warmth.
Instinctively, I knew that whatever these strange voices were they would do me no harm, and isn't that weird. As even more time passed, I kept hearing these voices more and more and they only got louder. I couldn't understand a word they were saying, but the increase in volume I took was a positive sign.
It honestly was kind of fun to listen to these voices and isn't that just sad. I mean it is kind of disheartening that I find disembodied voices entertaining to listen to. It almost makes me want to-
CRSSHHH
What was that? No seriously what was that? It felt like my very world shook, and that's saying something.
CRSSHHHHH
Something is incredibly wrong right now. The dark space feels like it is condensing even more on me. This has been a steady problem during my stay here, but I always played it as a trick of the mind since I couldn't feel any pain or discomfort, but I feel this. It doesn't feel painful, but more on the sense of weird, and uncomfortable, and it keeps on happening in a start and stop motion with no set time frame.
CCRRRRSSSSHHHHHH
At this point, I am legitimately scared I feel like the entire space is rejecting me. I feel like my entire body I am being forcefully pulled up, and then pushed down again. This continued for I don't know how long until, for the first time in what felt like eons I saw a light. Naturally, I shut my eyes immediately because boy did that light hurt. Even when my eyes were closed, I felt like I could still see it.
Pretty soon after my old home finally finished ejecting me. I was scooped up by humongous hands, and held on to what felt like the edge of a cliff, and WAIT A MINUTE!
This entire situation seems very similar to a person's Bir-
Oh, that explains it. I'm honestly kind of embarrassed I did not figure that out sooner. I was in a womb for what I'm guessing was nine months give or take, and I was just born and I'm now in the hands of the doctor I'm presuming. Also, the disembodied voices I was hearing were probably my parents. Now the only that doesn't have an explanation is the constant sound of static I was hear-
Suddenly, my thoughts were interrupted with searing pain on my lower backside. I'm not ashamed to say I cried. I didn't realize that while I was contemplating my situation, I wasn't making a single noise and that probably worried the people around me.
Good to see they cared still, isn't there a less painful way to see if I'm alive I mean seriously talk about barbaric, and another thing. I can't understand a word these seemingly giant people are saying although it sounds vaguely like Japanese.
Pretty soon I felt myself being moved around from person to person until I stopped in one person's arms. While everything is still blurry, I can make only out only 2 details on what appears to be my mother. Long flowing almost ethereal black hair, and caramel brown skin so smooth it could give a quantum stabilized atom mirror a run for its money.
She said something to me, but I couldn't understand a word she said. However, I easily recognized the sound of her voice. It was the most frequent of the disembodies voices I heard during my time in the womb, and one thing remains the same. It still fills my stomach with a sense of warmth and just like that everything went black.
(-)
3 months later
It has been 3 months in my new life, and I must say my family is RICH. Although I'm barely able to travel the house due to my obvious predicament. What little I do see is amazing. Even my room could fit half of my previous house. Although, I'm mostly taken care of by the caretakers of the house. That's right caretakers. I would say I lucked out if there wasn't this teeny tiny little problem.
IM IN THE FREAKING NARUTOVERSE.
How do I know? Well, when you see your father coming home wearing a leaf headband and then seeing a giant mass of insects suddenly come out of every pore in his body you would think you're in the Narutoverse too. I admit it was a bit of a shock to find out that I am in what is considered a world full of backstabbing, lying, perfidy, horror-bringing, catastrophic, deranged, calamity-inducing ninjas. But that was all overshadowed by the fact that I belonged to a clan of insect tamers. Shows where my priorities lie doesn't it?
Even the fact that I'm going to have these insects or as they call them Kikaichu inside me did not worry me or fill me with a sense of dread instead it just filled me up with a sense of excitement and anticipation.
It also explains why I don't see my parents that much. I have only ever seen my father a handful of times and my mother I haven't seen since my birth. That one kind of worries me if I'm being honest.
It is almost a guarantee that I will have to be a ninja too and honestly, I wasn't worried. I mean not only do I belong to a clan that will assist me in my growth, but I also possessed the abilities of the Gamer. Or so I thought.
Yeah, turns out the universe hit me with a big ol psych
I don't have any kind of cheat. That's right no gamer for me. I have been trying ever since I found out I live in Konoha. I have tried everything. Status, attributes, inventory, skills, options, Windows + I.
Yes, I was that desperate, and I put most of my faith in that last one too. Sadly, none of it worked which means that I was born Ordinary. Terrifying I know. Some people might think that I'm being a spoiled baby. I mean I was blessed to be born in a clan. It could be much worse like being an orphan in the mist or in some backwater hidden village, and you know what my response to those people is "screw you". I mean seriously it doesn't matter where you are. Once you're in the ninja world nobody and nowhere is safe. So many people thought Konoha was untouchable and the safest place in all the elemental nations. Shall I list the catastrophes? Nine tails attack, Hyuga affair, Death of the Uchiha clan, Konoha crush, then there was that weird zombie invasion, everyone remembers Pain's attack, and do I need to remind you the state Konoha was in at the start of the first episode of Boruto.
So yeah, maybe now you can see why I'm kind of down that I don't have the one thing that can assure my survival.
On a side note, I still can't figure out my gender I have been in this world for three months and still can't bring up the strength to lift my head and see what is between my legs nor can I figure out what my name is, and that is honestly not my fault. The caretakers work like a machine they are so efficient and so fast that I can't keep up they change my diapers, they feed me they bathe me, and they honestly talk both fast and so soft at the same time. I swear sometimes I think I'm dealing with robots. The only word I could ever manage to identify was ironically a name not my name but my father's name Akui Aburame.
Oh, speaking of my caretakers it seems it is time for them to feed me. Anyway, I must think. I was quite the avid anime watcher and manga reader back in my old life. I'm quite familiar with the Naruto world and what goes on. First, I must find out what time period I'm in after that figure out my road to power as cliché as that sounds, and then Finally screw with canon for my benefit because if you think I'm following some type of script your dead wrong. People might think that my actions to ruin the timeline are counterproductive to my goal of survival and I would agree If I was in any other anime.
You mustn't forget that I'm dealing with ninjas here. These guys were trained to sense the abnormal if I were to experience an event that I already saw either in the manga or on television and I fake my try to fake my reaction as if I'm following a script I would be strapped to a chair and have a Yamanaka mind-read me faster than I can say "dattebayo".
And don't even get me started on Danzo. The man is literary the personification of the future. He is always there but never seen. I know that he monitors orphanages all the time but what people forget is that he monitors Konoha's clans even more, and for good reason. We are Konoha's ace, its elite, not only do we provide protection for the village with our unique Jutsu and bloodline limits from outside threats, but we also provide innately talented shinobi considering our blood goes back to the warring states period. The civilian side indeed outnumbers us 10 to 1, but as they say quality over quantity. This goes double for clans like the Uchiha and Hyuga. So, it would make sense that Danzo would focus more of his attention on Konoha's clans than Konoha's civilian side. He is not only looking for potential threats to the village but also a potential asset. Strange I fit both of those categories.
How do I know this, I read the manga.
Even so, I'm not going to act like a baby or hide my development. No, not at all. Not only would that make me seem highly suspicious, but it would also stunt my growth meaning less of a chance to survive in this world. If Danzo ever confronts me, I'll figure something out. Plus, even though this is the ninja world I want to have fun. I want to explore, make friends possibly find that special someone, and study insects don't forget the insects. Following cannon just seems to have more negatives than it does positives. So yeah, cannon trash.
Finally, I
Oh my gosh, am I tired. That doesn't make any sense I just woke up from a nap not that long ago I only started feeling sleepy as soon as my caretakers started feeding me.
Oh, that makes sense. They laced my milk. Usually, if someone laced your food you would start freaking out, but I honestly was kind of expecting it and hoping if I'm being honest why? Well, that's because I know what's coming next. I remember during the anime they said that an Aburame is offered to several breeds of insects the moment they are born. Obviously, that didn't happen to me, and that makes sense really. I mean if you have a newborn child fresh out of the womb be introduced to parasitic beetles and then immediately have said beetles imbed themselves inside that child chances are they would die. There is no questioning that. As for why I'm glad they are drugging me for the process well obviously it is because having insects imbed themselves inside of you would huuurt.
I'm dozing off, I realized. Despite the fatigue, I'm seriously excited I'm going to have my very own colony of insects, and I'm going to raise them to be the best that they can be. My Kikaichu are going to be little monsters when I'm done with them. I'm going to protect them, and they will protect me. We are going to live life to the fullest together with no regrets, protect what is rightfully ours, and create and discover new insects together, and with that promise, I dozed off.
The next time I woke up it was to the familiar sound of static.
(-)
Akui Aburame Pov
I am cursed.
That was what I always believed ever since I was a little boy. Everything I touched just withers and dies only left as a husk of their former selves. I was a very special Aburame because I was one of the very few who were chosen by the Rinkaichu. One of the most dangerous insects that the Aburame clan has ever produced. Rinkaichu are nano-sized venomous insects that are only hosted by a select few Aburame, and for good reason.
When you can come in contact with live skin and start destroying the target on the microscopic level in seconds it's no wonder barely anyone can wield them not only are they difficult to handle and control but they are also difficult to find a match with. The chances of finding a perfect match for the Rinkaichu are low and usually, the consequences of not having a perfect match will end up with the potential candidate being killed by the Rinkaichu themselves, and when I say perfect match, I mean it. Once we had a child with a match of over 89 percent to the Rinkaichu.
He was killed by them within less than an hour of transmigration.
That's why I was told I was special. To be able to kill with but a single touch is quite dangerous. I have been specially trained since young to master my insects, and the clan elders had high hopes for me
I did not disappoint.
Unlike the standard Kikaichu which can act independently of the user, and can either travel a great distance by land or through the sky and attach themselves to the enemy. Rinkaichu on the other hand can only be transferred onto the victim's body through direct physical contact. They thrive off of living skin and would die shortly if their host does or there away from a living body for a short period. All Rinkaichu users were limited by this drawback. All except me.
I was able to find a way to breed Rinkaichu insects that are not only able to fly great distances but also have a longer life span than the standard Rinkaichu. With this, my abnormally high skill in taijutsu coupled with my knowledge in a variety of poisons and it is no wonder why I was put in the bingo book as an S rank threat.
Still, this kind of power did have its drawbacks. I was always reminded of what I could do. What would happen if my hands were to touch someone? This caused me to be seriously isolated growing up. Even more isolated than the standard Aburame. I tried my best to always keep my gloves on and be as far away from people as possible however I was a child and still prone to mistakes. One day when I was in a clearing in the village some newly graduated genin tried to mess with me. They heard what I could do and kept antagonizing me because I was alone, unfortunately, I chose not to have my gloves on that day because I wanted to feel the soft grass beneath my fingertips. Pretty soon hurtful words turned into a hurtful fist I tried to escape them, but they were genin while I will still an academy student and while I could still beat them, I didn't want to hurt them. Pretty soon one of them tried to punch me straight in the face I reflexively caught it.
All hell broke loose from there
The Rinkaichu infested hand was eaten away at an alarming pace the boy instinctively touched the inflicted hand but that only caused them to spread to his next limb. I tried to help but I still didn't have proper control of them and couldn't bring them back. The other genin were just frozen in shock and terror from their friend's screams. Soon a Jonin came and as soon as he saw what was happening, he immediately cut off both of the kid's arms.
I will never forget how he screamed.
After that, I always had nightmares about that incident and always made sure to wear my gloves no matter the environment. I wondered why was I given this power? However, I never rebuked it. It wasn't the Rinkaichu's fault that they were like this. They were merely cursed to be this way and as an extension so was I.
When the clan elders discovered my mindset on how I view my power they told me that I was right. That this power is a curse, but it was up to me how I viewed it. I didn't understand what that meant until years later. The only thing I did understand at that moment was that I was angry.
I embraced my curse. Made my curse stronger. If the world wants to curse me then I will curse it right back. I fought the enemies of Konoha. I killed many all to feed this emptiness inside of me. I spared no one.
Yet that feeling of emptiness was never filled if anything it was only growing. I made many enemies over the years of my ninja career all wanted revenge for what I did to their families, friends, lovers, and yet I just couldn't bring myself to care. I couldn't understand it. why are they blaming me for the deaths of their loved ones it was not my fault they were so weak. If it was the opposite and I was the one that end up being killed, then they probably would have been celebrating.
Pretty soon I started noticing something. The people that always came for revenge rebuked me, judge me, and mock my cursed powerwere all weak. I don't understand it. Why is it that it is only the weak that reproach me and my power. Those kids from that fateful day hated me for my power and they were weak, those ninjas that wanted revenge for their friends hated me for what my curse power did to them, and they were weak. It was only weaklings that hated me for my power. The elders of my clan never hated my power. The Hokage never showed even a shred of hatred for my power as well. It was only weaklings, and that is when I realized I hate weaklings, and that flame of hatred burned for many years. That is until I met her.
Her name was Yayoi Aburame. She was of average height, long flowing black hair, caramel brown skin, a small concave nose, a pair of thin lips, and the greenest pair of eyes I have ever seen. She was chipper for an Aburame. While she wasn't hyperactive, she often smiled and laughed a lot.
She was a civilian and her Kikachu was average at best. She was everything I hated weak, and yet for some reason, she never hated me back. I explicitly showed my distaste for her and tried to stay as far away as possible from her, but she kept following me for weeks with showing no signs of stopping. I tried losing her several times but if there was one thing, she was proficient at it was tracking. I could never shake her. Finally, I had enough and asked her why she keeps following me. She said that if I couldn't figure it out myself then she couldn't tell me. That only pissed me off even more.
Pretty soon weeks turned into months and months turned into years. I noticed that I didn't mind her presence. I almost looked forward to seeing her. Every time we met My shoulders would get just a little bit lighter and my lips would get just a little bit wider, and one night she during a full moon she took off her glasses, and confided in me why she was following me all this time. I thought it was going to be something sappy like how I looked like I needed a friend, but I never would have expected that she was a spy from the elders of my clan.
She told me how I was perceived as a threat to not only the clan but the whole village and that I seemed like I could go off the rail any day.
Soon big fat tears started running down her beautiful face, and she was continuously apologizing for deceiving me for all these years. She told me she would understand if I hated her and even decide to Kill her, but she couldn't live with herself if she had to deceive me another day.
I didn't know what to say I honestly wanted to be angry, I wanted to hate her, I wanted to kill her. She used me, she betrayed me, she proved my point that weaklings can't be trusted. They lack strength so they compensate for lies, trickery, and empty threats.
Yet when I looked into those bright emerald, green eyes I could feel none of those things. The only feeling that was there was adoration. Despite her being so weak she did something that required true strength and I could honestly never hate her for that. Only respect her for it.
So, I did something that I would have never imagined myself doing. I lifted her chin, wiped her tears, and kissed her she almost immediately kissed me back.
After that, I wanted to have a talk with the elders of my clan, but she convinced me to just let it go. That I was only proving them right. And while I do think that she believes she is telling the truth I also believed that she is scared of what might happen should the elders find out that she just exposed their treachery.
It honestly was sad. Here was a weak girl afraid of what the strong might do to her should they find out that she betrayed them. It made me want to do something anything. It was then that I remember what the elders told me about my cursed power that It was up to me and how I viewed it. Up until now I only senselessly destroyed viewing my power as nothing but a bringer of death and destruction. That changes today while I still view it as a curse it will be a curse that will protect who I want to, and destroy anyone that tries to harm whom I choose to protect. Right now, Yayoi Aburame was the only person on that list.
Unfortunately, that promise was broken as fast as it was made.
We got together immediately after that night. Questions were raised, but they were all blown off. We did everything together and for a time I was happy, and when she told me she was pregnant I was even happier. I always saw her whispering to her stomach and telling it how excited we both are to be their parents. She invited me to talk to her stomach and I have never been so embarrassed in my entire life. She just laughed at me and for some reason that made me smile.
Pretty soon the due date arrived, and I don't know what happened. She never showed any problems during her pregnancy nor was she feeling sick or ill but when it was time for the baby to come out all I saw was her covered in blood and all I heard was her pained wails. I knew that if she were to continue this childbirth, she wouldn't make it. I begged Her to stop yet she was dead set on having this child. Even though I would have rather had the child die than her.
Soon The child came and I didn't hear anything all of a sudden my heart grew even colder. Did Yayoi give her life only to bring out a dead child in this world? The doctors were concerned as well, so they slapped the child on its bottom twice. It started crying. They passed the child around until they gave it to Yayoi. Seeing her look at the child our child broke my heart, and when she looked at me, she spoke the child's name
Moriko a name meaning forest child. Soon after she said that the light left her eyes, and Yayoi Aburame was no longer of this world. That day was the first time I ever cried in my life.
Soon 3 months passed by, and it has never been the same since Yayoi died. I have honestly been depressed. Sure, I still completed my missions phenomenally and still attended to my regular duties as a Jonin of the leaf. But my spirit was into it. I know Yayoi would be disappointed in me right now. I'm literally neglecting our child and leaving her to the caretakers of the compound, but I just can't bring myself to face my daughter. Not because I hate her or anything stupid like that but because she just reminds me so much of Yayoi that it physically hurts.
One time I came into her room after it took me what seemed like ages to bring up the courage, and I showed her my Rankaichu from a faraway distance or course. I honestly expected the child to be scared but she only laughed and giggled with excitement. That same way Yayoi laughed whenever she was excited. After that, as ashamed as I am to say it. I nearly ran out of that room. And only visited her a handful of times after.
Now today she is 3 months which means she is getting her Kikaichu a celebratory moment no doubt, and I'm watching from around the corner where I can't be seen as my daughter drinks the milk that was laced with sedatives. I want to stop being a coward I really do, but it is so hard to face her. However, I can't keep doing this.
I am Akui Aburame an S-rank ninja of Konoha. I have faced countless threats that would make lesser men soil their pants yet I'm having trouble facing my own daughter ridiculous. I have decided that that will stop today. I'm going to be a part of my daughter's life no matter how much it hurts.
That day I made the second promise of my life. I'm going to be there for my daughter Moriko Aburame. I'm going to protect her, guide her, nurture her, and support her dreams and aspirations.
And this time I will keep my promise that is a guarantee. Why because it is what Yayoi would have wanted and I don't intend to make myself a liar a second time.
Soon after I finished my thoughts, I hear the familiar sound of buzzing coming from my daughter's room.
Sooo.
I have always wanted to read a SI Aburame fic but can never find any good ones. They always were either incomplete or too short so I finally decided to make my own.
I honestly am open to any suggestion whether they are positive or negative and I hope you enjoy "Long live the Queen"