A/N. I am so sorry that this took so long. It took me eight days to find a good way to start this chapter, and almost five hours to write the rest of it. My original draft was around seven hundred and ten words, this one is just over one thousand three hundred. It almost doubled in size! Luckily chapter four is already done and ready to post with minimal edits required. You can expect it to go up sometime between noon and four pm eastern standard time. If you have any thoughts or complaints please make sure to review or send me a message so I can address them in the future. Thank you for your time, and enjoy the chapter!

By the time July came around again, things had begun to settle. Mom had declared me literate enough to start reading about the Inuzuka clan techniques in March, and by April she and Hana had begun to teach me the twelve primary hand seals. When they first showed me them, I thought it would be easy. I had seen them dozens of times in both of my lives so memorizing them was no problem for me. Actually doing them was another story though, especially when you're working with tiny toddler fingers. Honestly, how did Kakashi and Itachi do this at six? It shouldn't be possible, but then the definition of 'possible' is different in this world. For the time being, I'm only allowed to read about chakra and how to use it. But read I did, whenever I wasn't practicing hand seals or getting lectured by mom I was reading about anything I could, usually about my clan and it's history. Around May the two of them had managed to drill honorifics into me, though some were easier to use than others. For example, it was easy for me to call my sister Hana-neesan, but learning to call mom Ka-san or Oka-san was a chore for some reason. It luckily wasn't much of a problem for me, I wasn't really much for talking.

With my vision settling out and my memories properly sorted through, when July seventh hit I was in a much better state then the first time. When Hana-neesan told me that she was taking me to the library for my birthday, I was ecstatic. All I've been allowed to read over the past year has been study materials. As much as I like studying, one can only read about chakra theory so much before you long for a good novel. So being told that I get to pick out three different books, from whatever section I want so long as it's in the civilian area, was the best present she could have gotten me. As the two of us walked across town, I couldn't keep a grin off my face even as my sister's partners kept trying to eat my shoes off my feet.

When we got to the library, I had to hold back a childish giggle. Maybe it was because I was short, but the whole place seemed huge. Tall bookshelves arranged in rows spanning the length of the room, it's not as big as I had hoped but it's big enough to last me a good few years. "Go on and pick out what ya want, I'll be waiting here for you." Hana-neesan said as she leaned against the counter, her partners' leashes held firm in her hand to keep them from running amuck. I immediately started walking to the fiction section, only pausing when she added a quick "Don't get lost", almost as an afterthought. 'Not that it'd matter.' I thought as I perused the shelves. 'She could just track me down anyways. She or the Haimaru brothers anyways.'

In the end, I had only found two books that interested me that I was confident I could read. One was a book of old myths and tales, not only was it interesting but it could let me learn more about the people of this world. One can learn a lot about a culture from their myths and legends. The other was much more interesting though, and I found it in the non-fiction section. It was a historical account of reincarnation. It details a number of people who had been reborn in this world with memories of their past life, though it was usually a past life in this world, not another. People like me. Regardless, this combined with a few interesting secrets should be enough to convince mom when she starts questioning me. Hana-neesan doesn't question my choices of literature, even if the librarian does, and checks them out under her name. "Thanks, Hana-neesan." I chirp quietly when she hands them back to me and slip the book on myths into a bag I had brought from home. She merely chuckled at my polite tone and ruffles my already messy hair as we leave.

"You're gunna trip if you don't watch where you're goin' squirt." She had warned me, and I should have listened to her. But I merely waved her off, a gesture she got whenever I was engrossed in a book. The universe decided to prove it when we reached the top of a small hill on our way home. I was nose deep in my book on reincarnation when my foot caught on a stone, sending me tumbling down. I landed in a heap at the bottom, my book laying haphazardly a few inches away. My knees and elbow, unprotected as they were by my tee-shirt and shorts, ended up scraped up pretty bad. My sister caught up to me quickly, she was training to be a kunoichi after all. When she did, she let out a soft sigh. "I did warn you." Was all she said before she knelt down next to me. I don't know if it was just because I was young or if my fall was worse then I thought, but whatever the reason these scrapes really freaking hurt! I had to close my eyes to try and keep from tearing up. They shot open when a soothing sensation spread across my knee. Hana-neesan had placed her hands on it, and judging by the green glow they where emitting, she was using medical ninjutsu. I watched, fascinated, as the scrapes vanished before my eyes. "Normally I wouldn't use this to heal a scrape." She said, moving on to my other knee. "But... Since it's your birthday, I'll make an exception this once." She had finished my knees and was working on my elbows. I was entranced, unable to tare my eyes away. From the way my skin was knitting together to the gentle green glow of the healing chakra, it was absolutely beautiful.

She stood up after she had finished, brushing a bit of dirt off of her pants. "There ya go. Try to be more carefu-." "THAT WAS AWESOME!" She jumped at my exclamation, unused to me yelling. "Can you teach me that?" I had always thought medical ninjutsu was useful, but it was so much cooler in person. Not to mention that It gives me an excuse to scold idiots who get themselves hurt on the job. Hana-neesan seemed conflicted though. "Well... It's kinda hard to do. And I'm not even near good enough to..." She paused, giving me a chance to pull out every kid's secret weapon. The puppy dog eyes. You'd think that an Inuzuka would be immune to it, but she seemed to be struggling. "A-and you might not be able to do it!" She said hastily, hoping to discourage me. " I wouldn't want you to get disappointed if you studied it but couldn't..." She hesitated again, and I pulled out my trump card. I clasped my hands and looked straight up at her with wide eyes. "Pleeeeeease Hana-nee?" That was it, I won. I knew it, she knew it, heck even the three Haimaru brothers knew it. She loved it when I called her Hana-nee as opposed to Hana-neesan. She struggled to find an out for a few moments before she slumped over in defeat. "Fine, I'll teach you." My exited cheers where cut off by my sister's stern look. "But I expect you to take this seriously. I won't let you slack off in your studies for any reason." I gave her a childish salute, unable to keep my excitement at bay. "I'll give it my all, Hana-nee!" She let out an affectionate chuckle. "Alright squirt, let's get back home." She knelt down and ruffled my hair with one hand and picked up my book with the other.

As we made our way home, the contents of my book forgotten, I amended my list of life goals with a third entry; Master medical ninjutsu.