Basically, someone in Naruto(It's totally not a self-insert...) wakes up as one of my ocs. This oc can control metal, but it has its limits. Basically, everyone thinks it's magnet release but it isn't. oh well...

"Forget about revenge. The fate of those who seek revenge is grim. It's tragic, You will end up suffering and hurting yourself even more. Even if you do succeed in getting revenge, the only thing that remains is emptiness." – Hatake Kakashi

"Fuck a duck."

Groaning, I sat up slowly, blinking when I opened my eyes and found myself in a strange room, in a strange bed- next to a strange little boy?

I pursed my lips, straining my foggy brain to recall what the hell kinda shit I did last night- even though I'm 99% sure I just went to bed and didn't drink. The next thing I noticed was that I was much smaller than I was yesterday; going from a twenty-year-old woman to what seemed like a child was very jarring. The third, was that a dull ache had settled in my bones and my skin felt… fresh? Young? And that the boy was stirring. He sat up, yawning, and stretching, that's also when I noted that we were about the same height- which might have given me some solace that I was not a blackout pedo, but then I remembered that I still haven't been a child this small for twelve years. "morning' Damon-" another yawn, "-chan." the dark-haired boy mumbled, turning his head to face me. I froze, so many thoughts running through my head at the moment.

It- he looked like a little Sasuke from Naruto- and believe me, I'd know since I'm a weeb. He also called me Damon, which is not a Japanese name, in fact, it's the name of my white-haired boyo-

No.

It's a coincidence, that's all. My name is not Damon, but I guess I am now? Is this an acid-induced lucid dream?

Rubbing my eyes, I noticed that the anime edgy boy lookalike frowned, waiting for a response it seemed. "Are you ok?" he questioned, looking more alert than before, "Are you still thinking about those stupid people who made fun of you?"

I'm not panicking, honest, that's totally not what would happen to my oc named Damon, and I totally didn't just notice I had bangs and they were white- just like my character but you know-

Ok, ok, calm down, breathe in, breathe out.

Sucking in a sharp breath of air and releasing it slowly, I shook my head, "No, I'm fine." a childish voice responded instead of my own. "I just had a really freaky dream," and I'm living it. "It's nothing."

I waited with bated breath, and breathed a mental sigh of relief when Sasuke relaxed, then perked up about the sound of footsteps outside the door. A knock sounded on the wood, and a familiar voice sounded from the other side. "Otouto, Damon-san, Okaa-san has breakfast prepared," the voice sounded polite, Sasuke immediately answered, "In a couple of minutes Nii-san!"

I really hope this is a drug-induced dream.

"Some people want power and they get mad when they don't get it. They take their fury out on everyone else. You don't want it, it becomes you." – Hatake Kakashi

"In society, those who don't have many abilities, tend to complain more." – Hatake Kakashi

Boo

Did I get ya?