I pissed and pooped in my panties.
I could not hold it that much. I realized after a week or so that I was not going to go back to my old life, so I spent the last couple of months mourning my other life – making my new parents worry about me, after all, what kind of baby was sulking on its first months alive?. In meanwhile I began picking up Japanese words. I missed my native language, it was one of the hardest languages on earth and I was proud to speak it, I loved how melodic it was, I was in love with it… But I lost it. Just like I lost 19 freaking years of my life in one night! Why does every shit happen only with me? I swear if there are ghosts, they must be laughing their ass on my comedy of life.
Anyway as months passed, me and my - apparent - brother, found out our names. I had almost a panic attack, when I found out, that my new father was freaking Nara Shikaku. Then there was my new mother, Yoshino. And the other baby, was no one else, than Shikamaru. Pinch me and toss me into a river, I ended up reborn in a freaking anime! An anime that I didn't even watch till the end! I was at the Pain Arc for fuck's sake! Last time I watched Naruto I was crying, because my favorite character died! My handsome little baby Kakashi died! Of course, I got spoilers from others (Youtube recommendation clips) that he would be revived. But I mourned him for a week!
By the way, my name was Shikanai, which if I remembered it correctly, meant 'having no choice', suiting name… They had no choice in my name because apparently they did not expect twins. I was a surprise baby, just like in my late life. Well, surprise new parents, you'd find that my surprises would not end there.
By the age of 1 year old, both of us got to finally use the potty and I finally learned to understand full sentences. I was a curious kid in my other life, but I respected everyone, if somebody told me not to do something, I would simply not do it, period. I have never thrown a fit in my other life, my parents made sure, I knew from a young age, that if I wanted something I had to work for it. Those traits remained and I really enjoyed being a toddler, who was trying everything out again. I loved climbing, trying to decipher the writing in books. My new parents noticed it, and they noticed that Shikamaru was copying me, I heard Shikaku the other day muttering 'troublesome toddlers' and I almost laughed.
Days and months went on, and I began feeling bored, I loved playing, that was a sin that I enjoyed even as a university student. Yeah, I was learning about mental health and how emotions work and in the next moment, I was online playing some racing games, sims, or other games. But after a while even playing began just feeling so empty, I felt itchy, I wanted to learn something, to do something, to explore, to ask questions. I smiled, my real mother used to tell me I was a heck of a curious child, I was asking about everything, 'why is the sky blue? Why are ants so tiny? Why is the grass green? Why are we breathing? Why do we sleep? Do plants sleep?' and so on. I remembered that on my sixth birthday I got an encyclopedia full of questions and answers. I read that book in a week and then asked even more questions. After that, I ended up having a membership at the school library and I kept borrowing encyclopedias. I loved them, those books were the only ones that kept me interested, I did not read anything else. Of course later on I began reading all day and night, it became my obsession.
Anyway, I felt bored, so I tried getting out of the house and tried to walk around the compound, but Yoshino was a woman that paid attention to her surroundings and to us, so she caught me every single damned time. Every single damned time she explained to me, that I should stay with her or Shikaku, well, Shikaku was mostly occupied with his work (and drinking with the current trio). I turned two in no time and that was when I managed to sneak out of the house and finally see the compound.
I didn't remember the Nara compound from the anime, all I remembered was Shikamaru screaming and crying after Asuma died, a board of shogi, and Shikaku being patient. Nothing else. I was curious, so when Yoshino was making something for dinner, I asked Shikamaru to go and speak to mother about his favorite toy. He did so, and that was when I managed to sneak out through the window in our room.
Walking around I realized the place was huge, houses after houses, people walking and talking, and the same signature ponytail on every single person. Geez, I hated ponytails in my other life, would they force me to wear my hair like that? My hair was short, as a two-year-old, it got trimmed frequently, I mean there was a saying in my other life, that apparently if you trim a toddler's hair it will be thicker than otherwise. My parents did that, but later on, after dealing with some diseases my hair began falling and I lost my beautiful thick hair. I hoped that would not be the case in the new life.
I was walking down a street when it clicked in my head… I had never in my life been good with directions. Fuck. Yoshino's gonna kill me. Well, maybe then I would be reborn in the Star Wars universe, man I so wanted that. To be an imperial and fight on Vader's side, well, of course, he could kill me easily, but maaan. There would be a chance that I would be revived in the Tokyo Ghoul anime though… Nope, not gonna risk that.
"Shikanai!" I heard Yoshino's stern voice calling out and I turned and waved innocently. "I told you not to leave my side!" she was mad and I felt a rush of panic… I did not like people screaming at me or telling me to do stuff, I mostly didn't do anything bad, so why not let this one slip? Well of course, that mostly not doing anything wrong was in my other life… Damn.
Yoshino kept telling me what I did wrong and she sounded angry, but she realized I was only two years old, so she calmed down and tried to speak to me in a way that I should understand her. I felt bad for her, I was only curious… I hated feeling curious, it was like an itch that wouldn't go away. So, I had to do everything to stop feeling it, but that task was simply impossible in my case.
When we arrived back at the house I saw that Shikaku was home and he was sitting on the porch, with Shikamaru on his lap. The man looked at us and relief flooded off his features, man, I felt bad. When we walked closer he looked at me and then began speaking to Yoshino, after a little while he directed his gaze at me and told me not to do anything like that escapade ever again. I nodded and said a clear and loud apology to them. They nodded and told me to play with my twin, who looked at me and yawned… Hello to you as well, Shikamaru…
Hello there! Hope you like this chapter, as you can see I began jumping through time and that's what will happen in the story, I won't write how every single day went for the character since that would be really time-consuming and long. So, there will be time skips, one year, two years, but when something happens, I will detail it. As you can see, this chapter is longer, this is because every single chapter varies in length. Some chapters are one page long, others are three pages, it depends on when I stopped writing or when I felt like it's time for a break.
Anyways, I don't own Naruto.
And sorry if the word, Shikanai doesn't mean 'having no choice', I just needed a name and that popped in my head, then I checked it on google if it's a word or a real name, there it wrote it means 'having no choice, but...'. I'm not Japanese, I barely understand a few words, so I trusted dear old Google and wrote that meaning into the story.
Thanks for reading! Reviews are welcome.
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