I had a problem in my late life, I wanted to be in control of everything, I didn't like surprises, I wanted to know everything before it happened and I wanted to plan for it, be ready for it. I guess that trait transferred into my new life.
It was morning and I was standing in front of a mirror, my hair finally reached my shoulders so my mother was pulling it into a ponytail. I was surprised to see the fact, that not only my traits remained from my late life, but my eyes too. They were the same blue eyes I had for nineteen years. I kept staring at myself, but nothing else was familiar, I was basically a baby, looking very much like my brother, the only difference was that he was a boy and I was a girl and our eyes' color. Nobody had blue eyes in the Nara clan and when my parents asked the doctor he said there was a mishap in genetics, my eyes' didn't have enough pigments so I ended up somehow with blue eyes.
But I knew that was not true. My eyes were the memento of my late life. Those eyes of mine didn't look young, they held my old gaze and they were older than my current body. My eyes were showing the truth I lived and yet nobody would believe me. I kept quiet, deciding to not speak about my late life, maybe I was really nuts or maybe I really died, sometimes I accepted that I died, other times I felt like I would wake up. It was a strange feeling nonetheless.
My mother watched me intensely, I knew my parents were worried about me. Maybe it was because I didn't act like other children most of the time. I was quiet, and I loved reading, I barely played and I got lost in my thoughts. Stuff, which would not happen with other toddlers. So I smiled at her and she smiled back, letting me go. I went to Shikamaru and my room took a book and went out to sit on the porch. I began reading alone, I was getting better at understanding the characters, it was kinda like an old writing style my nation had once and in my late-life, I learned it once, I forgot it quickly, by not using it, but I felt a parallel in my current and my late life and that made me feel at peace.
Months went by and father began taking me and Shikamaru with him to show us the deer. I knew the Nara clan was famous because of them, they even had a forest that could be approached only by deer or by Nara clan members. Even our names showed that deep connection with them… Shika… Deer.
Father told us stories about them, and we were placed on a huge deer, as it began walking next to father I began feeling a strange emotion. I felt at home. Tears threatened to spill from my eyes, homesickness appeared as well, I remembered walking with my father as a child in the forest, which was situated next to our house. My late father and the current one were so alike and yet so different it made my heart constrict. I closed my eyes and leaned on the deer, it made my pain go away slightly.
After some time I found myself barely awake. Shikamaru was leaning on my back, sleeping, and I looked at Shikaku, the man was smiling at us lovingly and that was when I let go. I closed my eyes knowing that I had a new life, there was no going back, but I was loved and that was what mattered to me. It was time I accepted my circumstances. I had a life I lost, but I gained a new one, and I would make sure I lived it to the fullest.
Gosh, I almost forgot to update the story.
So, sometimes she refers to Shikaku as Shikaku, but sometimes she refers to him as her father, why is that? I just want to punctuate that she is having some trouble at accepting the new life and sometimes she just can't accept that she has a new father. I find that logical after all.
Oh, and this is the last chapter in which our little character is two-years-old, we're jumping in time, but not by much, I don't want to speed things up that badly. Other than that, she's not me, but I made Shikanai as a girl that would live a life in my surroundings, so yeah, that part with the old writing style is actualy reall, it's still used in some places, but I won't specify where, let that be a little mystery.
I don't own Naruto.
Have a nice read and thanks for reading!
