A/N: This is my first ever story, and it will not be a super straight story. The OC will not be gay or straight this time, but other characters might be pretty gay. If that's not your cup of tea then you can close it right now. Most stories I write, if not all, will be pretty gay since I, myself, am a part of the LGBTQA... God, that's not even as long as that can be. Yikes.

I've written short things for school once upon a time, but this is the first time I'll be writing anything longer than, like, 500 words. Grammar is bound to be a bit shaky. Especially when using commas. I am writing this on the mobile app, because if I try to do it on my computer I'll get distracted and won't ever write, so words here and there may be misspelled. I'll try to proof read a lot so hopefully it won't be that bad. The chapters should at least be 2k words or more. I didnt realise how hard it was to fit so many words in for each chapter until I started writing.

I would really appreciate some tips on how to improve my writing if you have any! I might not update super often. Not because of work or life being hard or anything, I just lack the motivation or drive to do even the most basic things sometimes. I hope my story at least gets a few of you excited.

I'm writing this story (and hopefully more in the future), because I really want there to be more Naruto stories(I'm a major Naruto geek), and also because most of the ones out there are either very 'straight' or poorly written. I'm aiming for a more atypical approach this time around. With my OC being Ace.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of it's characters. I only own my OC's and the general plot of this fic. Even then it's kinda iffy, and this fic is gonna be a bit gay? Kinda? I don't know so, yeah. Cool beans.

I'll put down some stories that inspired me at the bottom of the chapter, maybe even future chapters if I care to.

It was, weirdly enough, dark and awkwardly warm wherever I was. That definitely sounds cliché, but that's just how it feels. It wasn't just a void of blackness though. For whatever reason, it also felt remarkably comforting. Just like when you're laying in bed taking long a nap, but darker and very wet. Like when you curl up in your favorite spot in the world with a good book to read, but you can't actually see. I felt strangely at home. I felt a sense of contentment. I felt at peace with myself and the world around me. This was unlike anything I've ever experienced before in my life. This new feeling was intoxicating, and I never wanted it to end. If it did then I'd go back to how I was before, and I didn't like the sound of that very much.

Only after what felt like seconds had passed by I realized something was wrong. I don't know exactly what's causing this feeling though. Usually, there's a reason for feeling whatever emotions you feel. I've never felt anything like this, especially not when in a dark and cramped space where I'm essentially blind. Perhaps, maybe I am blind. Why on earth would I be blind though? For as long as I can humanly remember I've been able to see... Then it finally hit me, I remember! I can remember all the details of what was definitely my almost certain death. Well, I assume it's when I died. I say that because I have no memories after that moment other than being here. I can remember the ear piercing screech of tires grating against the road as my best friend stomped on the breaks. The horrible feeling of absolute terror realizing I hadn't yet bothered to put on my seat belt. The sight of the driver's face completely frozen in shock directly in front of us. I still distinctly remember the absolute split second of agony when my face collided with the windshield. Maybe even less than a second. Right after that though, it's all black, blank, comforting nothingness.

I was totally and truly dead. Well not totally. I was still alive in some way right? I am sure that I died though. I can't explain it, but I just didn't feel the same. I felt full but also empty. As if you had a jar full of air, and then you put more air inside. Empty but somehow with more than you started with. Whatever, at least now I don't have to fear death anymore. Death has already claimed me, and it was no longer a scary mystery. It felt like a weight was lifted off my nonexistent shoulders. I almost laughed until I remembered I couldn't move or feel anything other than this wet warmth I found myself in. It would be kinda hard to laugh when I can't even feel a mouth, or face, or neck, or my body in general. If I even had one anymore.

I've read a lot of fanfiction. Well, I guess I had read a lot when I was still alive. I was completely taken by the reincarnation fics where the main character would be reborn in their favorite show, anime book series, etc. They would become the new protagonist and save the world from disaster or try their hardest to do nothing to it. They were all so amazing and always fun to read. I read almost every single one if them, and I'm not even really joking. I always had the time, and I always wanted to have a new life. Plus, the things you could do in stories just blew my mind.

I know it's highly unlikely, but I really want that to be happening to me right now. It would explain this warm liquid I'm inside. The odd but comforting feeling. The lack of anything to see but black. Buddhism did say people got reincarnated right? Differently than this I'm sure, but it's not completely off base. Maybe they got it right. If it was true however, I wonder where I was going to be born? Was it going to be the regular world, as a lesser creature perhaps? Would I be born in the past, future, or simply right after the moment I had died? It was all so new, exciting and very scary. I had wanted something like this for so long. To have a new start at life and try again. Now that it might be happening though, I don't know if I can handle it. Being a baby would absolutely suck. Having to pretend to be a baby would also suck, and wearing diapers wasn't going to be fun in the slightest.

And if there's one thing in the world I hate more than anything, it's being bored. Babies can do nothing but think and sleep. Now that I think about it, I can do absolutely nothing but think right now anyway. How long am I gonna be in here? I'm already starting to feel bored and I highly doubt I've been here very long. Not that I ever did have a good concept of time. Well, now I guess it's time to just start to complain. I for whatever reason enjoy complaining. It's just something to do to pass the time when life isn't going well and you want people to know about it. It gives whoever is around you the opportunity to change that. Besides, it's so insanely easy to do. It requires no effort whatsoever. God, now I sound like a terrible and annoying person, huh?

Suddenly, I can feel the space tighten around me and not in a pleasant way. I think about it's time. I'm finally being born! Ouch! God, that was uncomfortable. It didn't really hurt me though. I don't know why I said, or rather thought, ouch. Another squeeze and the space was getting even tighter if that was possible. I was ready for the first light, even if it would probably be blinding at first. The next push moved me, I could feel it as it was happening. It wasn't long before I was out of my prison and freezing my ass off whilst clenching my eyes shut. I don't know if I was screaming like babies do per se, but I was definitely making some sort of noise at this sudden drastic change in temperature.

A pair of giant arms picked me up and I was wrapped in something soft. It wasn't warmer instantly, but I did feel a bit better about my situation. I was moved once more into someone else's arms. I tried to open my eyes, but I could only really squint through the bright light. I was starting to get adjusted to the light levels when I saw her. The one holding me is presumably my mother, and she is absolutely beautiful. Granted my eyesight is blurry as hell, but I could see her and that's all that matters. She had dark hair, of which color I can't tell but it was dark so not blonde. Her eyes were also dark, most likely black or brown then.

Regardless of her hair and eye color I thought she was perfect in every way. After thinking that I had to do a double take. That was definitely not something I would usually think. This body must be affecting my thoughts. I would, however, love to grow up as pretty as I see her right now though. Another face appeared next to hers. This one looked to be a man, my father I assume. He had much lighter hair and eyes. His hair reminded me of a flower. I can't tell what color it is but it almost looked pink, maybe? His eyes also seemed to be an unidentifiable bright color. Not something I'd guess was natural at all, perhaps he wore contacts. His entire person just looked to bright. I didn't like it.

There was talking I couldn't understand in the background. Language was going to be a problem I'd need to overcome in the future, apparently. I couldn't really tell what language it was, either. I think it's one of the Asian languages. It did have that sort of sound, but I'm not really sure. I had tried learning a couple of them when I was alive, but the odds I would ever use them were pretty low. That's really coming back to bite me in the ass right now, huh. This absolutely sucks for me. I know children have very good brains for learning, but I wasn't exactly a child. I wonder if having the brain of one would still help me in that regard. Though, intelligence does also play a part in learning things, and I have been told I'm very intelligent.

I can hear a loud noise. It almost sounds like cracking or snapping, or maybe even distant thunder? Although, it definitely sounds too close for that. I want to turn and look, but neither my baby body nor the arms holding me tightly will allow it. I'm starting to fall asleep too. I don't think my infant brain can handle this much concious thought. I can feel whoever is holding me stand up and move. whether it was a walk or run I can't tell. I'm much too small and far too tired. I hear more noises and my eyes close of their own accord. I fight to stay awake but seconds after my eyes shut I'm out like a light.

I have some chapters written in advance, but only a couple. I'm down for ideas on where to take the story. I kinda know what sort of skills I want this OC to have and a very general outline for the story, but the actual storyline is going to need to change majorly to factor in this new player. Anywho, some stories I highly recommend:

Determining Fate

by gayjutsu - only 10 chapters so far, but it's still pretty lengthy. Also, gay.

Si Vis Pacem Para Bellum

by Assurbanipal II - currently being updated and is definitely worth checking out if you haven't already.

And with that, I bid you farewell.