Ripple in Time

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All character's are property of their respective owner the esteemed Kishimoto-sama licened through Vis Media and published though Shonen Jump in the United States.

I am making no profit what so ever through the posting of this piece. I am a poor biology major working my way through my degree. This is posted out of love for the manga and anime Naruto and

Naruto Shipuden in hopes that others will come to see the greatness that is. (Think Free Advertisment)

The only characters I can lay any claim to are Beca, Kira, Kira's parents and Arashi, My OC's. Please don't use them with out my permission.

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Here is the opening for Arc 1 enjoy.

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WARNING THIS NARUTO FANFICTION:

MAKES USE OF THE C.R.A. (Clan Restoration Act),

IS ALTERNATE UNIVERSE,

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Rated M for;

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Arc 1

It's a peaceful morning on the northern coast of the land of lightening as the small family plus one wanders back towards their home thanks to their trusty horse and cart as they discuss the implications of taking in the young woman who sleeps next to their 10 year old daughter.

"She can't be much older than seventeen, nineteen maximum, oh Yuu, the girl is in such bad shape, and that gash in her side, even as she sleeps the blood seeps it's going to become septic if we don't do something,"the older brunette woman hisses in concern as she sees the look of innocent curiosity in her daughter's eye as she watches the outsider whimper in her sleep.

The slightly greying red haired man with the same eyes as his daughter lets out a sigh, "Then we do what we can Miwa, you and I both know what shinobi look like, we might have been forced into retirement by Jinrai for our own good cause of injuries, but that girl is no shinobi but, fighter? Yes, she wouldn't be able to last this long with those wounds other wise."

He spares a glance over his shoulder at the wounded girl just in time to see his daughter pull some of the strangers hair from her face before turning around contemplating the similarities between the two girls. "This Beca and our Kira could pass as sisters if need be, you always said that you wished we could have had another child, Perhaps despite the blood on our hands Kami is trying to grant our wish." The graying man let out another sigh and his shoulders slouch as if a great weight had been resting upon them for many years.

"Besides, neither one of us ever officially took on a student," the man straitened as he spoke "perhaps the time to do so has come and if this tension comes to a head Kumo will be the safest place for our daughter and we very well may find ourselves on the front at least to advise if not fight. We can't afford to leave Kira without someone. Perhaps this is for these best. Now even if we're gone our daughter stands a better chance, the Uzumaki blood will continue to live on even if the name doesn't, If only we knew of Kushina-sama's whereabouts."

Miwa pressed herself closer to Yuu leaning her head on his shoulder in comfort for his lost clan and family, he had followed the Sandaime's wife to Kumo from the ruins Uzu only to be rendered incapable to continue as a shinobi along with Miwa during the attempted assassination of Jinrai. Other than E all other ties to his family of blood had been broken it was only after the birth of their daughter that he returned to some semblance of the man he had once been.

Both adults were brought out of their silent thoughts by a shriek of loss as Beca jolts awake from a grizzly nightmare The filthy woman grasps her side in pain as she pants trying to catch her breath while trying to hold back a moan of anguish due to reopening her side. While the cart still moved, silently with a grace years as a Konichi had garnered her, she slipped away from her husband and to the pain wracked girl who flinched away at the proximity hissing at her.

Miwa lets out a sigh. " You're a suspicious little thing, why does something tell me your as stubborn as any Uzumaki dared to be? Kira, you seem to be able to communicate with her the best, can you try to reassure her that I'm trying to help?"

"Okay Ka-san,"

Here we go the newest chapter a little shorter than I first intended but after this the real story begins.