A/N: Hello and welcome! I'm excited as hell for this story to be honest, because I have pretty big plans for it. My heart broke a little for Kayo near the end :( Anyways, Welcome to Chapter One of Chained. Enjoy!

"Forgive yourself for the blindness that let others betray you. Sometimes a good heart doesn't see the bad." -Unknown.

CHAINED

CHAPTER ONE

ADJUSTING

After a few weeks, three months actually, of crying and mourning I finally had gotten my vision back. I couldn't have been more thankful. Anyways, from what I could tell, my mother had passed after giving birth to me. I couldn't call my parents mom and dad because it hurt too much, so I stuck with mother and father. My new name was Kayo Adachi.

I haven't seen my father. Not even once. The people taking care of me were nurses, but I could tell I wasn't at a hospital. I assumed they lived here and took care of me. Servants maybe?

Every time the nurse, Akari, came to take care of me I made her read to me. I would tap on the book repeatedly while making some gurgling sound. She would laugh at me before reading, slowing down and pointing at things as she does so. I wouldn't be surprised if she thought I was some weird child, but I wanted to learn how to speak the language and fast. It was annoying not being able to understand what those around me were saying.

I knew that they knew I was advancing fast for my age, too fast. But I don't think they really cared. It was as if they expected it from me. Was it because of who my father was? I couldn't tell if it worried me or not, but at least I wouldn't have to act like an idiot. Which I was thankful for.

At four months I had said my first word. Which oddly enough was a very enthusiastic, "Read!"

I found it funny that they thought that was weird. I wanted to shout out that was an adult reincarnated into a child's body, but that would only get me sent into an insane asylum. I really didn't want that to happen. Though their expressions would probably be worth it.

During that said month, I also begun to crawl. It was quite an accomplishment. Sure, it wasn't as big as learning to walk but it was something. I also begun sensing auras? I didn't actually know what it was. If anything it reminded me of chakra from Naruto, which should have been my first clue.

At six months I had learned how to walk. I gave myself a pat on the back for that one. I practiced every time Akari left. I did the same with learning how to talk. I could almost say complete sentences, though. The nurses all started to look at me with this hungry look in their eyes, including Akari. If only I could understand why.

I assumed it was only because I was smart. I didn't think it was because of their selfish needs. How wrong I was.

When I turned one, the nurses through a little celebration for me. I now could speak perfectly without a single problem. During the party, if you'd even call it that, the nurses all got me different gifts. I had gotten some Kimonos, Books, and a few other things.

I had gotten better at sensing. I just started calling at chakra because I didn't know what else to consider it. I practiced expanding my range as the nurses slept. I could tell where each of them slept and which bed they had slept on. I could also tell what emotions they could be feeling. I didn't understand why it would jump every time I showed them something I had learned.

If only I wasn't so Naive back then.

At two I had finally seen what I looked like. I had medium length white hair that had a purple tint to it. It kind of was the same color as the byakugan, only lighter. I had pale skin and bright red eyes. The same eye color as all my nurses. Maybe they were family? I always wore fancy Kimonos, which most likely meant my father had high status.

I had also found my chakra. It was white and bright. At night I meditated in hopes of finding it. After finding it I continued to meditate in hopes of making it larger, stronger, and brighter.

I practiced sticking things to me. Pencils, toys, rocks, even leaves. After telling the nurses, they gave me more things to practice. They gave me three pebbles. Every night I would practice sticking the rocks to different parts of my body and made them spin. At first I could only do it for a few seconds. Then seconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into hours.

I didn't notice their eyes get darker.

A little after I turned three I started to hear the nurses whisper. They did it when they thought I was asleep, but I wasn't.

"He's coming back." They would whisper, meticulous smirks plastered on their faces. I didn't understand what they meant then. Who was coming? Why were the nurses all acting like this? "After raising her so well, he's sure to give us something. If it wasn't for us, she wouldn't be this smart and strong. She's a prodigy. He'll have no choice. Perhaps, money? Or he'll promote us?" Their hushed whispers made my stomach churn with disgust as I begun to feel uneasy.

Were they talking about me? I felt tears in my eyes as they walked away. My chest started to ache. I was angry at their betrayal, yet I was still sad. I realized they only took care of me, that they didn't actually care about me. I hated them. No, I hated myself more than anything.

I was supposed to be an adult, not a child. I should have realized what they had wanted from the beginning, because everybody wants something from you. If only I could have saved myself from this pain before. I got lost in the image of not being alone. I wanted to be surrounded by people who cared about me. People who loved me. So I ignored what their eyes looked like and made myself think that they loved me. I missed my old life. I missed my family. I just wanted to go home.

But once again, I was alone.

The next day I acted like I never heard them. I still smiled at them like I was okay, but in reality all I wanted to do was disappear. I wouldn't show them what they had done to me, because I was not weak and I would be damned if I gave up now. I was reborn for a reason. I wasn't going to waste this new life.

That day was also the day I would meet my father for the first time.

A man with long purple hair that reached the middle of his back had walked into my room. He had the same red eyes as me, except his were narrowed into a glare. He had a frown on his face. He wore a bright red yukata and had a black headband on his forehead. As he got closer I noticed a metal plate on the middle of his headband and a symbol was carved onto it. A leaf, to be exact.

I felt myself freeze from fear as I started to panic. Nononono. No fucking way. Out of all places it just had to be naruto. I feel like an idiot for not noticing. I was actually using chakra before. Why? God why?

Why did I have to be reborn in a place where I was just gonna fucking die again? It was pretty obvious I was reborn into the Kakashi generation, where I would have to be in a war. Especially since I hadn't heard anything about the Kyuubi7

I didn't want to die, not when I had just started to live. I don't want to die. IdontwannadieIdontwannadieIdontwannadie-

Unknowingly, I had shot out some of my chakra while panicking. Next thing I knew, everything went dark.

CHAPTER END

UNEDITED

A/N: Thank you for reading! lol I tried to do over 2k words but it just didn't work out. But, hey that means you guys get more chapters. Also I posted two chapters today that are a lil over 1k, so technically I did write 2k words today ;) Anyways, If you enjoyed this chapter of Chained then leave a favorite and let me know what you think! More chapters will be coming soon!