Disclaimer:I don't own Naruto, Fire Emblem, Final Fantasy, Star wars (...) and whatever else I might mention in the future... Only Lilia spawned from my insane mind. (Bad Mind! Bad!)

Warning: Scatterbrained Alien Child, Insanity, Stuff. Don't read this during school, work, a brain surgery... Err, yes, that last one would definitely be bad...

Ages:
Hinata Hyuuga: 1 Year 6 Months
Lilia Ootsutsuki: 1 Year 6 Months

Hyuuga Compound - 21rst of July

Hinata is just the cutest sister you could ask for. She loves Otousan, she loves her Kaachan, she sticks the ear of her Neechan into her mouth... and she loves hugs. And love. And cinnamon rolls.

What? Hinoka Hyuuga is new to that whole parenting-stuff, as is Hiashi. They couldn't have known that the first contact with that celestial awesomeness would lead to an addiction.

Yes, I too fell to that sugary goodness made by mankind. I can't quite remember the following sugar-rush though, but I am sure that I ran on top of the ceiling and walls all the time on that particular week. Normally I am toddling across the ceiling and walls all the time.

What? I don't like the floor. It is evil and wants to squash me! I swear!

Oh, and teething HURTS! Goddamnsonsof- I am SOOO happy I survived that!

Anyways, I finally was able to give myself a name. Yes, you herd right, invisible audience: I. Named. Myself.

Usually, when I name a female character in RPGs or something comparable, I either name them Leya, Lyra, Miriam or Lilia. I am unable to come up with something that doesn't have an 'a' in the name... And since I usually use the first two for twins and add the third one whenever I need an evil, third twin that wants to merge with her sisters to be whole again...

Don't judge me, my head is seriously messed up right now. As it was before my death... probably.

That being said, I decided to be 'Lilia Ootsutsuki' after my third day of... rebirth.

My new parental figures didn't got the note though. Not that there was one in the first place.

When I was five days old, mama Hyuuga started to call me 'Hanabi.' I on the other hand refused to be called by Hinata's future younger sister's name and made it known, for obvious reasons... Well, as good as a five days old infant with psychic powers was able to: Whenever someone called me by that name, something would hit the back of Hiashi's head... When he was nearby, at least. Otherwise, I would hug the ceiling. Eventually, they found out I didn't like the name and gave me a new one.

I refused to be called 'Himawari', too, though.

This process continued over the first two weeks until Hiashi had enough and gave me a sheet of paper: On one side, there was, in Kanji, a big, fat, red DENIED written on it, while the other side had the slender, green Kanji of Accepted on it. This piece of paper was easily the best gift a reincarnated, extraterrestrial infant with the inability to read Kanji could ask for.

Really now, that piece of paper was the best gift I could hope for.

I traded the knowledge of defeating the paperwork-Shinigami for it. Win-win for everyone.

Well, once Hiashi made a visit to the Hokage-office and 'requested' a scroll for the instructions of the Shadow-clone-technique. Then it would truly be a win-win for everyone.

Anyways, I had a lot of free time (obviously) that I could use to (re-)learn talking and managed to produce... some kind of gibberish at the end of my fourth month after birth.

My first real word was 'no'. The second one was 'older sister', 'oneechan'. I said them out loud in quick succession when Hinata tried to hug me to death at some point during my seventh month. Really now, she was a bit too excited for my own good. And yes, I refer to my younger, adopted sister as 'big sister'.

When I was eight months old, I was finally able to pronounce and share my name. So here I am: Lilia Ootsutsuki, future ninja-zombie from space, addicted to cinnamon rolls and hands-down prodigy. No one knows who or what an Ootsutsuki is, but who cares? I am awesome! Probably... Maybe... No? Aww...

I don't see a reason in hiding my abilities... I am an alien infant, goddamnit. One that flies through the air as if it was the most normal thing in the world. One who knows the trick to deal with paperwork.

Which wannabe powerful antagonist wouldn't target me for that alone?

Also, ninjas. They know everything and want to know everything. So it's best to let them know that I have an... advanced mind, survive that butt-load of additional training and be done with it.

That being said, I already DENIED an early entry into the academy. Under no, absolutely NO circumstances do I enter the academy at age one! Hell no! Just who do they think I am? Kakashi? Itachi? Kishimoto?

So... yea. I think that was the day at which I decided that the floor is evil and everyone who walked on it constantly lives with the danger to gradually lose their common sense. Naturally, I continued to deny the existence of gravity and crawled across the walls and the ceiling.

I might not be a Jonin right now, but I can at least train my mind in order to prepare for it.

Oh well. I am one and a half years old now. I am addicted to cinnamon rolls, have a minor fit of PTSD when I touch the floor, am regarded as a prodigy and, well... I think I am insane.

About Hinata... Gods, she is adorable! Not the kind of adorable you want to strangle, torture and incinerate, but the kind of adorable you would murder everyone else for if they as much as even THINK about doing the former to her. She is I-have-to-be-protected-adorable, not I-absolutely-have-to-be-murdered-by-you-in-every-way-imaginable-so-you-can-share-your-love-with-me-adorable.

Wow, I am seriously messed up. Is that because I am actively repressing and bottling up my emotions regarding this whole dying- and reincarnating-thing?

Nah.

Well, I change the topic then.

My digestive tract seems to be directly converting the food I eat into chakra. Well, most of it, considering that my... diapers... have to be... changed... regularly. Ugh.

Chakra itself tastes... good, I suppose. I rarely get enough of it on my taste buds to... well, get a taste of it, but when I do... well, the stuff in the air mostly tastes like a sausage. Or a rotten egg. Or pizza. Or chocolate.

Lingering chakra just tastes weird, let's go with that. It's not like I constantly eat it through my mouth though. Far too inconvenient.

Hinata's chakra constantly tastes like cinnamon though. Hmm, cinnamon...

Err, yea... Maybe this isn't a good topic.

Sorting through my implanted knowledge becomes more and more of a nuisance the longer I repress it into the back of my mind, but... Ugh.

Two words: Tentacle Monsters.

Damn it, Kaguya!

So, yea. I pretty much threw that guide into the bottomless depths of my mind.

That other stuff I got from my... extraterrestrial 'parents' seems to be incomplete though. I know that I have two hearts, I know that I can eat chakra and I know that the general Ootsutsuki has a high affinity concerning Time-Space-techniques... And don't get me started with their general lifespan, psychic abilities, symbiotic/parasitic relationships with the world trees and their game-breaking Blood-limits and/or techniques they sometimes develop...

Merging a newborn spirit with a recently deceased one is a game-breaking technique... at least I think so. Orochimaru would have a field day if he found out about that.

And... well... that's about it. Something must have happened during the 'upload' of the outside information... Maybe that's the reason I am a 'failure'...

Doesn't stop me from being (potentially) awesome.

...

"Lilia, come down here."

I look upwards. There, standing upside-down on the evil ground I am watched by my favorite mother of this world. She had her arms crossed and repeatedly taps her index-finger onto her other arm.

Like the mentally over twenty-years old character I am, I answered in the most mature way possible: "I don' wanna!"

"Little one, come down here. The floor won't harm you. I promise." Hinoka had a truly soothing voice. Soothing enough to ensure a long and violent death for everyone who objected.

"Floor is evil! It will eat me!" However, it is a well-known fact that I classify the ground as the more dangerous evil.

"No, it won't. Now come down here. You still have to learn to walk properly." That being said, the Hyuuga matriarch isn't very fond of the fact that she was being outshined by the ground of all things when it came to intimidation.

"I can fly. I don' need to walk." On the other hand, she was my adopted mother, and mothers are far, far more at ease with intimidating their husbands than their children.

"If you don't start to walk properly, your legs won't be trained and if you somehow lose your ability to fly, you will be a sitting duck." That doesn't mean that mothers cannot use their twisted form of common sense to shatter that of their children..

"You mean that, if I don't take any counter-measures against muscle-atrophy, I'll be an easier target for the floor if someone or something disrupts my usage of telekinesis?" In such cases, my view of the world mostly get's a visit from the wrecking ball. Like right now.

Mother simply nodded, clearly ignoring my usage of words a one-and-a-half-year-old girl shouldn't be able to properly pronounce at this age.

So, yea... I gave Gravity the honor of touching my celestial presence and fell into the arms of my adopted mother... still upside down.

Hinoka seemed to allow a small smile to form on her face. However, it soon changed into something unreadable as she made a terrible, terrible mistake...

She sniffed.

Considering that I am a mentally twenty-three old person, having someone changing MY diapers is humiliating. Even if that someone is my new mother.

...

Why is she even doing that herself? I mean... The main-family practically has an army of slaves consisting out of relatives, right? Don't get me wrong, I like that our mother cares about us, but... Wouldn't it be easier to ditch us off at a branch family member?

On the other hand though... I don't think mother would be mother if she did that. She IS a gentle and caring person after all... if you overlook the fact that she is clearly whipping Hiashi in their relationship. Really now, sometimes I am wondering if she has distant familial ties to the Uzumaki-clan.

It would explain her (rare) outbursts of fury if the clan elders tried to do (or had done) something stupid... again.

Like entering me into the academy at age one. Or the proposal about slamming the Caged-Bird-Seal onto my forehead when I was mere three weeks old. Oh, and there were some individuals with rather exotic fetishes.

That last case happened yesterday. An old fossil of an elder I will never bother to learn the name of had vaguely mentioned it under layers of layers of political language (read: polite sounding verbal harassing accented with bribery). Once I translated it inside my head I had a VERY strong urge to puke.

After she caught wind of that, Hinoka reminded everyone about the fact that underneath the kind and warm smile lay an overprotective and ferocious mother-dragon.

No elder dared to voice out any objections or complaints of her educational methods to Hiashi after her display of divine judgment. Ever. Again.

I still can't believe that she is supposed to be a mere civilian. She can be scary!

So, yea... long story short: Hinoka is a very kind and caring person and you better let her change your diapers if you don't want to receive punishments even the Kyuubi wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of.

She is awesome.

She had carried me into the garden and sat me onto the floor... Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic...

...

"See? The ground won't swallow you."

The floor really isn't going to swallow me. Actually, it is a really polite individual who is more than happy to spare it's nature-chakra with me. And, maybe it is a bit overeager to do so...

In fact, there is sooo much chakra flooding my feet that...

My tummy starts to make funny noises... I don't like it when my tummy starts to make funny noises. Most of the times my tummy starts to make funny noises, I-

It starts to compress itself. It flows up my throat. It is burning. It is cold. It is a liquid. It is nasty. It tastes like a rotten egg.

Coughing. Vomiting. More coughing.

Hinoka scoops me up, patting my back. More coughing. We both watch as the green-red-yellow-brown-blue-black-white fluid rapidly dissolves, leaving absolutely nothing behind...

Vomiting chakra is nasty. And I don't know how to control the input of it.

The floor is not evil. I know that now. It is more akin to that one grandmother that likes to spoil you with so much of her homemade cooking that it starts to come out of your ears. The problem is, you can't simply say 'no' because you aren't able to, the food tastes just really, really good and you don't want to hurt her feelings by doing so. But since the stomach has just only so much room...

Mother and I came to the silent agreeing that we should postpone my proper-walking-lessons for a couple of days... And do it inside the house instead outside in the with-nature-chakra-filled gardens.

Ootsutsuki-biology is weird...

Honestly now: How are some of them able to grow a Rinnegan-eye in each of their hands? Kaguya had hers grow on her forehead after eating that forbidden fruit.

Well, as long as I don't grow horns... Kaguya didn't had them before she ate the fruit... I think...

...

I'm tired.

POV: Third Person: Hiashi

Sometimes the head of the Hyuuga-clan thought he was a Kage.

Word of the existence of a 'celestial child' with their Kekkei Genkai had spread around like a wildfire. The stoic father wasn't 'quite' sure, but he could have sworn that a civilian member of the council (or Danzo... Probably Danzo) might have had spread some rumors around in order to make his life miserable.

He had allowed himself to add a few drops of sarcasm into his thoughts.

So, as a consequence, he got a lot of letters... Letters as in various religious leaders either asking / demanding an audience or flat out accusations of starting a baseless rumor to further strengthen the image of a minor clan.

Mostly letters from nobles of various standings where filled with the latter kind of content.

None the less, Hiashi had to invest a LOT of time to work through these letters since most of them simply had to be answered properly or else he would risk a negative public image of the clan. So, for the sake of the clan, he sits in front of his desk, piles of piles of piles of letters and actual paperwork in front of him.

The Hyuuga patriarch still had to schedule a meeting with the Sandaime Hokage regarding the instructions of a certain clone technique.

Sure, the memories and the feeling of dread from every clone would all come back to him tenfold, but then he would actually have some spare time he could use for other matters.

Such as teaching his one and a half years old daughter in self-defense (read: fatally injuring the opponents internal organs by touching them with the pinky finger). Hinata is able to walk, so her training should start immediately. It is tradition, it is clan-law... and it is necessary. No member of the main-house would tolerate a weak clan head.

Hiashi's left eye twitched at that thought. They arranged a marriage between me and my nine years younger wife, saying that it would be most beneficial (for them). Now they are complaining about Hinoka's 'violent' nature when an elder made - dare I think it - a very stupid suggestion concerning our daughter or our daughter.

The clan head didn't mind his wife being protective. Not in the least. In fact, he encouraged that behavior, even though it would mean that he was at the mercy of her 'tantrums'.

She was also very good in detecting of proposals concerning arranged marriages. Three times on each day, she would bring him tea, sneak in a quick kiss, take a look at his desk and sort out the twenty to four-hundred documents concerning THAT topic.

Both of them came to despise these kinds of marriages, even though they came to love and support each other very, very much. The thought of his baby-girl being arranged to someone thirty-six times her current age just didn't sounded right. At. All.

Maybe that was just his biased opinion. That being said, the elders seemed to have become gradually more insane after the Kyuubi had attacked, and that is saying something.

Hiashi read through another letter and put it onto the to-be-burned-pile and his thoughts drifted to, well, his daughter.

Theoretically, she was a long-term guest, but Hinoka had practically adopted her into the main family, much to his silent discomfort. He still didn't knew what to think of her.

On the one hand, she seemed to be frighteningly intelligent for her age, doesn't need much in regards of food thanks to her eating chakra and has access to what appears to a Kekkei Genkai that lets her fly through the air almost indefinitely with, from what he could see, no measurable chakra cost. And let's not forget that she understood the concepts of quantum physics... Whatever that is.

On the other hand, she paid him absolutely no respect until he gave her that one written sheet of paper (the funny/NOT funny one), was incredibly childish, had emptied her stomach on top of his head during a council-meeting, sleeps outside on tree branches (apparently natural chakra emitted from trees is easy to digest), had flown around the compound with his little Hinata piggy-bag-riding on top of her (Hinata is still pouting about the fact that she is not allowed to do that again) and, what is the most irritating thing to the clan head, is fearful of the floor.

Oh, and then there is the whole thing with her humming her own lullabies to herself, being horribly scatterbrained... and her naming herself.

In that month Lilia had given herself her name as well as what appears to be her clan's name, Hiashi had searched through all his clan's archives in hopes to find some kind of evidence of the Ootsutsuki clan's existence. He didn't believed for a second that he would find anything regarding that name, but his gut instinct - yes, his gut instinct - urged him to search for it.

He HAD found some things, but they were very, very old and in a horrible state. He had found a very old and tattered family tree he couldn't read the names written on and an old box filled with the dusty remains of an old book. There also was an old (horribly made) child's drawing of a woman with three eyes (two white, one red), incredibly long, pale blue hair and a pair of horns.

That was it.

He had postponed further searches for an indefinite amount of time.

"A double-edged blade cuts your heart in two~"

The door to his study slid open and in stepped the lovely form of Hyuuga Hinoka, a tray of tea in her hands and an usually flying future source of natural disasters sitting on her shoulders.

"That is a rather morbid lullaby you are singing, Lilia-chan." Outside, Hiashi remained stoic at his wife's comment. Inside his mind, he snorted.

"It is a cry for help from an insane dragon to its child. Of course it is morbid." Childish reasoning. The patriarch didn't expect anything else.

"Why would a dragon cry for help?" Hinoka humored the child.

"Well, dragons live for an indefinite amount of time. There is always a chance that they would become insane after some millennia have passed, especially if they choose to oppose their violent nature. This dragon foresaw that and created this as-a-lullaby-disguised cry for help so that one of his children - well, descendants really - would come and end its misery. I like to sing it because I like it, though."

Hiashi upheld his stoic facade while the woman continued to inquire. "Who taught you to sing it?"

"No one. It was already inside my head." Again, a cheerful, childish reply.

"It was already inside your head? together with the background information?" the patriarch asked calmly, inwardly slightly concerned about the child's mental state.

"Yep! Together with a lot of other implanted information."

"Implanted information..," the mother voiced in order to confirm it for himself, a slight bit of worry in her voice.

The child began to pout, crossing her arms on top of her adopted mother. "My biological parents didn't wanted to do this whole baby-raising-up-thingy and attempted to make a shortcut. They... sorta made one, but weren't satisfied, declared me a 'failure' and threw me through a portal. Ya know the rest."

Hinoka remained silent, as did Hiashi. The clan head just proceeded to stare at the young child, letting the barest tint of disbelieve be visible on his face.

Lilia continued to pout. "What? Did you honestly expect me to be some sort of Kami-Gods-Jashin-knows-what-created being that just exists to be a pain in the... behind? They wouldn't bother."

"... There are more of you?" Hiashi inwardly sucker-punched himself into the face for simply blurting out that question.

The infant looked at him with an indifferent face. "Duh, how da ya think ya got ya eyes? Natural selection?" She paused for a bit before she started to mutter. "Actually... How DID Hamura only end up with the Byakugan and didn't inherit any other bloodlines? , Well, he DID upgrade it into the Tenseigan at some point, but Hagoromo apparently got aaall the good stuff!"

The two adults in the room blinked. Twice.

The clan head decided to break the silence. "Who is Hamura? and who is Hagoromo?"

Lilia, seemingly lost in her thoughts (all alone), answered without thinking. "They were brothers. Hamura is basically the origin of the Hyuuga clan. Hagoromo is the Sage of six Paths, creator of the bijuu and the origin of the Uchiha, Senju and Uzumaki clans... Maybe the Kaguya clan, too, from what I know. Their mother was Kaguya Ootsutsuki, the Progenitor of Chakra."

Silence.

"I said that out loud, didn't I?"

The two adults nodded.

"And I probably completely threw everyone's current knowledge of the whole evolution thingy out of the window and figuratively lit it up with a fire dragon bullet barrage, didn't I?"

Again, the two nodded.

"Would you be terribly mad at me if we just keep this between us three? After all, it's just implanted knowledge. Nothing worth the potential future headaches. Who knows, it could be inaccurate."

To solidify this mutual agreement, Hinoka changed the topic. "Lilia isn't afraid of the floor anymore."

The natural disaster in ... Lilia-like form flushed in light embarrassment. "Well, that IS true. I just have to find a way to decrease my intake of nature chakra now..."

Hiashi got at least some good news on this day.

Author Notes

Hi there.

Yep, I couldn't help myself. I had to destroy their view of the world.

What do you think, guys? Is Hiashi OoC (Out of Character)?

'Hinata's and Hanabi's Mother' (She really has no official name, from what I know) probably is, but since the Wiki only describes her as a gentle and kind person like Hinata... Come on, that is waaay to vague. I like to think that the Hyuuga-clan had some distant ties to the Uzumaki-clan (like, the sister of the father of the mother of the sister of the Hyuuga elder's cousin was an Uzumaki and married into the Hyuuga-clan at some point and 'Hinoka' is the xth-times granddaughter of her - Juuken / Gentle Fist looks like it could consume a lot of the user's chakra, after all), so I decided to give her a somewhat violent temper that shows up from time to time when she get's irritated. Also, I don't think she simply died because of childbirth. (Hint, hint.)

So, yea, 'Hinoka' is a gentle, thoughtful and caring person who is rather protective about her children and loved ones.

I also like to think that Hiashi has a daughter-complex, but doesn't know on how to express his feelings.

So, what da ya think about little Lilia? I probably made something wrong (again), so don't feel shy about pointing out my flaws. I made a lot of them. I just know it.

I just can't believe that I haven't added little Hinata in yet. Shame on me!

I'm debating onto what I should do next: Two-and-a-half year old kids being taught about how to beat each other up...

... or...

... Hinata's third birthday / Neji getting the Caged-Bird-Seal / the whole kidnapping thingy... All these events apparently happened ON THE SAME DAY! "Happy birthday, Hinata! You are officially the heiress now! To celebrate this, we are going to plant a seal on your cousin's forehead! He will be in terrible, terrible pain and you have to watch! By the way, there is an ambassador from Kumogakure visiting us, so be on your best behavior!"

No wonder Hinata became Hinata.

Anyways, write what your heart desires. I love criticism... and most sweets... and chocolate... and potato chips... and 'Schnitzel'...

Thank you for reading my ramble.