A/N: Hi everyone! Sorry for late update. I recently encounter a huge pile of work. Urghh...

Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to the rightful author, obviously. The OC is mine.

Beta: No yet, Unedited.

After sneaking out of the group of irritated boys, I quieting walk into the direction of where Shikamaru and Chouji leaves. I was really curious on how and why they seem to click together. Even Ino doesn't seem as much as attach as those two. I mean, I don't even be surprised if they turn into BL (Joke! It's a joke.). I hide my snicker in the back of my hand. I was really absorb on my thought, I all most miss the staircase that leads to where the duo are. Trying to hide my presence as much as I can by holding my breath, I tiptoe on the stair until I could actually take a peek at them.

They quietly sit side by side, looking so happy.

An ugly feeling flashes through my mind. I cannot get a grip of what it is. It somehow stings me, making myself sound like a guilty pig.

I duck myself to hide from their view and let out a sigh.

Shikamaru, Chouji and Ino will suffer a lot in the future. Their teacher, Asuma and their father's death have a lot of impact for a person to break. They haven't suffered those things if I interfere.

But, will it be too selfish... If I do not?

I am not a friend of justice, nor I am such a good person that will say that I will save everyone.

I am just-me, me. A coward, a person who feels more secure to know the future, yet done nothing to change it.

I felt a snap of pain whenever I think about it. Many people that could be saved if I told them what the future will hold, many things that could be fixed. It would be good if I have more courage to talk like Naruto, more trust in people.

But the memory of my relatives's fake smiling face still haunts me, I don't have those trusts anymore. The time when I struggled to fight with them in order to protect my little brother, make me no longer hold on to that 'trust'.

Why did someone have to make me reborn with memory? If I don't have these memories, I could live without fear. I would have done thing more than hiding here like a coward.

Inwardly, I chuckle to myself.

I know the answer already, didn't I?

"Now, what are you doing sitting around here, young lady?"

I swear my heart pop out because of his voice. I quickly raise my head toward the voice and actually let out a squeak.

Akamichi Choza, current Akamichi clan head, the lone survivor of the famous Ino-Shika-Chou.

I can't really count how many words of 'Oh, shit!' running in my head when I stare into his eyes. No, I don't really see his eye. Choza looks down at the little me is really intimating.

I shallow my breath and reply awkwardly "... N-Nothing?"

And why the hell am I stuttering?

He asks again, looking down at my frozen state with pure curiosity, "Are you a friend of Chouji?"

If I would have found the situation hilarious, if the one who is being stared at isn't me.

"Ah-AHH!" My voice becomes a little too high as I quickly find a good retreat, "I-I am just passing by! That's all! Yes, that's the reason."

"-So you are his friend, right?" He still insisted on the question as I sweat-drop. He really want Chouji to have a friend, huh?

But I won't answer it, not in a million years. I stand up and run.

"I must be going now! Good bye!"

I quickly scramble away as fast as possible.

"Otou-san...Who are you talking to?"

"Chouji, did you know the girl who has black hair and strange color eye?" Choza ask his son.

"Strange color?"

The elder try to recall the strange girl's eye color, "Like of lighter than brown, may be honey"

"-Maybe she is a girl that was in Kuma's group" Shikamura recalled, scratching his head, "Why is she here?"

Chouji didn't remember him talking to that girl, so he also had no idea.

Choza raised his eyebrow and smile, suggesting, "Maybe she is your admirer, Chouji"

"What?!" The chubby boy almost jump.

Shikamaru only rolled his eyes, remarked quietly, "... That will be troublesome. "

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.

"So how is your day, Ayumu?"

"Hmm, there is a bear that likes to bully porkbun, pineapple disagree and pineapple and porkbun become friend."

"...What?"

"The pineapple and porkbun will eventually become best friend, after that flower come in as they made team of three to fight off bad guys."

"O-...-kay?"

"Dear, do you know what Ayumu-chan is talking about?"

"...I have no idea,"

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I often wonder why Hyuuga is so uptight.

I peek when one of the Hyuuga clan members pass though the market place while I am stuffing myself a lunch, in a middle of grandpa mission. He doesn't have any signed of his headband protector, but his attire resemble what Shinobi often wears. I nearly couldn't muffle my snickers when I saw him frown at the trembling store dealer while choosing eggs.

I guess it is a good thing they are so upright, since there are no Hyuuga peeking into the bathroom or anything.

That's the day I took an interest in Clans.

The day after that, I climb to the roof of random home to look down on the street. From my view on the anime, I expected I would see countless of Shinobi wander around the village like bees. I discovered that my assumption is proof to be wrong.

In my first day of observation, I barely counted five people in ninja attire walking down the street.

I somewhat, a little disappointed.

I lazily wander around the street, until my eyes capture on one boy. Trailing my eyes to observed him. The boy, a lot taller than I am, was standing in front of the dango store, lost in thought. His hair is long and pull into one low ponytail. I didn't really see his face because his back was facing toward me, but the red and white pattern of fan symbol on the back of his shirt tells me just as much.

Uchiha

Sometime, I just wonder why this clan has so much influence. They are like... some sort of place where the badass and villains were born, not to mention those pheromones. It is because of Uchiha's genes? I took some time to write in my notebook, and when I finally finish and went on observing the boy, he disappeared.

"Who are you?"

I almost curse when someone sneaks up behind me. I don't know why ,but recently, many people seem to like to sneak up to me. And every damn time, it has to be one of the main-characters.

I will not freak out.

I carefully and slowly turned to face him.

I should know what's coming. I was.

I blink when I found myself having a staring competition with an Uchiha boy. He has a poker face and have a thin stress line under his eye. The boy seems to be much older than me, approximately ten or eleven years old. Wearing a dark tone color cloth like a typical Uchiha. I really don't recognize him at first, until the flash of Sharingan comes into my mind.

"...Oh," I gasp out, even before thinking.

He is Uchiha Itachi.

"...Hi" I really can't seem to get into 'panic mood' anymore, even if the one standing before me is the future infamous murderer. The fact that I view him as the anime character help me not to freak out and lash to kill him, or something like that. "Hmm, what did you say again?"

Amusement flash into his eyes when he realized that 'Oh, she is just a dumb, little girl'. His face becomed softer as he repeated the question, "Who are you, miss?"

"Nakashima Ayumu," I smiled, a little awed of his undeniable politeness. Really, he called a girl who obviously much younger than him 'Miss', I can't really be impolite by pointing out that he should introduce himself first. I just ask him his name to cause no suspicion, "And who are you, Uchiha-san?"

"Uchiha Itachi," The boy said, while still remaining his poker-face, his voice seemed apologetic, "I'm sorry for asking your name without introducing myself first."

"-it's fine?" I blink for a second. I remember Itachi became an ANBU at a very young age, maybe even younger than Kakashi. I just wondered if Itachi was already in it. When I see him walking away, I called him. "Wait!"

He stopped in his tracks and turn to give me a questioning look.

"Can I ask you some questions?" I asked.

Don't misunderstand. I don't intend to mingle with the storyline, especially not with important character such as Itachi. But I doubt that my questioning with change his decision, since all Itachi does was trained, eat, missions, and sleep. Because he didn't socialize with anyone, I could perhaps do a little talking to him.

"I must apologize. I can't really answer your question since I am in a hurry." Itachi said, his face remained stoic.

"I just want to a tiny bit of questions," I still insisted. I found disappointing when I see his face remain unchanged. "Pretty please?"

Urgh, it's cannot be helped.

I dug out the lunch in my bag I reserved for myself and unwrap it. The boys widen his eye in realization. "I will share some dangos with you."

In a flash, Itachi eyed the dango in my possession intently, as if he is fighting his own temptation. The sight is so amusing, I have hard time hiding the smile that intend to appear.

I have gained an upper-hand.

I swear I heard my own evil laugh in the back of my mind.

"I also have a nice tea to drink with these too." I cannot help myself but let out a smirk, "Soooo...?"

"...I could buy them anytime-"

"I figured out that you don't have a lot of time to waste," I raised my eyebrow suggestively, while pointing my thump toward the dango shop below, "Today seem like the dango shop is too pack to receive any guest at moment."

The future villain twitched his face. He looked at the still pack dango shop below and then the dango in my hand. My smile widens when he quietly sat across me, looking wearily.

"...I accept"

I find ninja art quite fascinating.

Other people give me a strange look when I pile my table up with various types of book about Jutsu. In their eyes, they may see that using jutsu is ordinary thing, on the other hand, because of my previous life's memory, I find it hard to get used to. It felt like I end up in the world that science can't explain anything, both terrifying and addictive. In my previous life, I don't really pay much attention to this information when I watch anime or manga. Yes, I know about Sharingan and all, but without any deep knowledge. As I flip through the pages, I found out many things.

Jutsu contain many types; Mainly Ninjutsu, Genjutsu, Taijutsu. Ninjutsu is a combination of using chakra and hand seal. What I don't know is that the hand seal to require in order to manipulate chakra into what they want. This raises many questions in my head. Then how can some shinobi use only one or two hand seal to perform many complex jutsu? Tobirama, the second Hokage, is rumored that he can only use one seal to perform one jutsu. In my theory, I assume that they have regularly used the hand seal at the point that they can memorize the amount of chakra to use just one seal. For example, Naruto's kagebushin that require just one seal. Naruto practice this jutsu until his body knows that right amount of chakra to perform it. On the other hand, Kakashi ,the copy-nin, need to use many hand seals to perform the water dragon jutsu when he is fighting with Momochi Zabuza. Because Kakashi have many jutsu in his hand, he doesn't have any specific jutsu to physically memorize it so he prefers to use many hand seals instead.

Genjutsu, the illusion technique, is what I call interesting. In the book, they said that to cast Genjutsu, the caster required a sufficient amount of chakra and hand seal in order to mess up the other people's mind. It also notes that caster need to be intelligent as well. In my opinion, the word intelligent just not fit well. If I may theorize them myself, I would refer the caster as being detail and imaginative. After all, Genjutsu is about how the caster can make the victim think that they are in reality, not illusion, so that's why the caster need to be detailed and such. If they cast a sloppy Genjutsu, people could easily get out of it. I doubt I have a requirement in becoming Genjutsu caster like Kurenai. Just think of the time it took already gave me a headache.

And Taijutsu, simply a hand-to-hand combat. It's noted that Taijutsu majorly used their body as a weapon. In terms of chakra, they only use it to enhance their physical ability, something like passive chakra types. As Rock lee was able to use his chakra to enhance his body, that's mean he did have chakra core, but unable to freely use it to transform to another type of energy. Which means he chooses Taijutsu is the best choice. I really consider this opinion seriously. I don't think I can relay on Ninjutsu so much because of my average chakra reserve. At best, I may able to perform one or two large jutsu before my chakra dry out and it is not the best idea if I really pass out in the middle of a battlefield because of chakra exhaustion.

One thing that really catches my attention is the one which possesses the least information.

Fuinjutsu

It's kind of a mystery when it can create many things simply because of ink and the chakra. It was very surprising that the clan, which specialized in this ninja art is the Uzumaki that are famous for their strong life force and yeah... their obstreperous personality.

The book that I read didn't contain much information and I'm too lazy to find more, so I just lay my head on the table.

Really, studying is not my favorite activities.

When I see the pile of book I have taken out of the shelve lessen, I have the sudden urge to get even more lazy.

I am not the hard worker by nature. I just happen to get motivated once a while, that's all.

I flip lazily through that book and finally sighed as I close it. No more motive can get me to study now.

This is so boring.

I shut my eyes close and give a wide yawn. The sunlight flash through the window make me groan.

"Why is Konoha so hot?" I whimper as the sun is shining as bright as ever, then whine to myself. "I want a rain! Rain!"

It's seems like the time just stop as I feel the light tap on my shoulder. I let out a squeak, almost jump in the process. When I finally calm myself, I carefully turn my head slowly in the direction, feeling an intimidating presence behind me.

"Would you mind calming yourself outside and don't share your thought out loud, little missy?"

Oops.

I grinned sheepishly toward the pointed-look librarian as I bow my head in apology.

My eyes glance around aimlessly. Only few people come to Konoha's library, it gets even lesser as the time pass. I can't blame them though, I don't think the library is the most popular place on the weekdays, especially for kids like me. They tend to play outside more than study. But since I decided to enter the Academy earlier than then Rookie nine, I need to study these things fast.

I am suddenly frozen when I saw a certain pineapple head dozing off the window. After blinking a few times to make sure what I see isn't an illusion, I hardly believe myself.

It's Shikamaru?!

I am speechless. I could imagine him laying down somewhere outside with his favorite cloud watching, but not in the library of all the places. When I finally snapped out of my own confusion, I carefully observe him like a new species of animal.

This is the new side of the character I wasn't aware of. I just can't pass this opportunity to observe him and think more deeply about him more than just one character in Naruto, he is after all, a human. Well, I have seen that side of Ino already. I should observe some more.

The lazy genius stared at the cloud for a minute or two then proceed to read the book he was reading, grumbles something under his breath. The book in his hand immediately took my attention.

What's he reading?

Trying to see what he is reading, I narrow my eye and attempt to get closer, but because the cover of the book stay flat on the table. I can't see it. My curiosity went sky rock every minute when Shikamaru's face looks so motivated despite his lazy nature. I was wondering what makes him look like that. Damn, if I still continued to stay hidden like this, I would never get to know!

I don't think the excuse 'oh, you are my love at first sight, please speak to me' will work. Just imagine the expression Sasuke look at his fan girl, he looks at them like something disgusting. No doubt that Shikamaru who think every girl are 'Troublesome' would think any different.

Then again...I don't think he is a type to read a book. Maybe my fast conclusion in people habit is still lacking. I mean, how could he be so resourceful if he didn't read a lot, right? That's a new perspective I have found in the lazy genius.

How funny, a mentally full grown women doesn't know how to approach a kid. If Jessica looks at her right now, she will surely be laughed at.

Man, I should go on the simple way. I doubt he is going to remember me if I approach him for a little chit-chat.

"Hey?" I approach him awkwardly, shift my weight from left to right nervously.

He then sits frozen, then slowly turn to me with his sleepy eyes, his brow raised in a questioning manner. "Ahh, you are the girl that just shouted in the middle of the library?"

Great, I think I got myself a bad impression already.

Damn, he really seems smart too.

"Err, I...Well-" I laugh sheepishly with nervousness. When I stared at him close-up, I can give out more appearance detail of the boy than the last time I met him.

He had a black spiky hair pulled up in a short ponytail, the same as his older version. His eyebrow is thin, which support his oval face. Despite the left over baby-fat, I found his face slightly feminine, Shikamaru still doesn't have the earring which Shikaku gives him yet. Maybe he will get them when he enters the academy. I could see that he wears the shirt with a Nara symbol on it, just like in the manga. Damn, I could even see the intelligence in him when my eyes meet with his. I then took a quick glance at the content of the book he is reading and swallow my breath to prevent myself with cursing.

It is KANJI.

A book full of kanji. This five year old boy is reading Kanji.

I felt my pride as a fully grown woman broke and stomp on the ground repeatedly. I have spent five years to master these, not including the basic of Japanese from my last life. This boy...This brat...Whatever, spent five years since born to this world and he already read the book full of Kanji. Damn you stupid IQ, I cursed you. I've lost to the boy and I'm already twenty-five year old (mentally).

How genius can you be, Nara?!

"So?"

"Well, I just want to ask you one question, answer it and I will leave you alone." Now I sound like a Yakuza, it came out so wrong. I bit my lip while to find the right word. Getting close to manga character could make you nervous as hell. "What are you reading?"

"Ha?" He gives me a confused look as he flipped his book cover upward and show it to me.

'Shogi: 108 strategics'

"Wait! That! Where did you find it?!"

He blinks and point, "...On that shelf"

"Thank you! I own you one!"

"That is a second question..." He stated dryly before mutter to himself "Troublesome girl...and weird too."

The first day in the academy is what I called 'unpleasant'.

I groan in annoyance. Going through school again, in addition, full of kids.

Kami, this is hell.

These noisy brats, despite being physically older than me, cannot sit still and wait for the teacher quietly. I placed my face on the table, trying to focus on what will be on dinner than the other kids' topic of discussion.

Damn, all they talk about are games and boasting about their parents.

"Ayu-chan? Is that you?"

I blinked, froze at the sound as I slowly lift my face off the table and sheepishly smile that the newcomer, who is quite familiar with."...Why are you here, Shinku-kun?"

"That's what I want to ask you, Ayu-chan. Didn't you say that you are not going to be ninja?"

"That's...Well..." I rolled my eyes, racing through my tiny little head for reasonable excuse, thus found none. I just want him to quit thinking about enrolling in the academy. I figure that if I said it that way, he wouldn't come. But it seems like he is stubborn as I am.

'The truth is I don't want you to enter Academy Shinku-kun, so I figure that if I lie to you about not going to be one then you might change your mind.' I thought bitterly. Trying to find more excuses are not a good thing to do.

"I change my mind." I go with shorter one, settling my eye on the front. "Want to join?"

"Of course!" He chirps with wide a wide smile. His instant answer to my invitation cause me to smile mentally.

Ergh, he is too cute.

I cannot hold myself to start poking his cheek, which causes the little boy will shriek in surprise and give me a pout.

"Stop it," He cheek redden as he look away, muttering to himself. "I older than you, you know..."

"Ooh, are you pouting?" I teased, enjoying the way he would pout and fumble with his finger. "Ahh, you are too cute. Let me give you a kiss to relieve my desire for you, sweetie."

"W-What?!" His face becomes something so funny. I can no longer contain myself and snicker. His face is deeper than red now, it is crimson!

It reminds me of when I was talking with Ethan. Shinku resembles him so much.

Too much...

I grimace and shook the dark thought out of my head. Just dreaming is enough, I don't want my personal issue to burden my petite body.

"Isn't that Hyuuga?" The whispering in the nearby group of girls caught my attention. I widen my eye in realization. I am so focused on the rookie nine that I absolutely forgot about that. I instantly sink myself behind the desk. Trying hard to be stealthy as I could, I poke my head out just above the table to see the famous (or infamous) Hyuuga Neji sitting in the front row, looking intimate as ever.

He becomes such an emo-bastard at the age of six? Wow, that's really unhealthy.

That's not the point now! I mean, I am in the same classroom with the super fate-freak, genius and arrogant Hyuuga Neji.

Ugh... How can I forget him?

"Umm...What are you doing, Ayumu-chan?" Shinku blink in confusion as he looks at me with bewildered eyes. Laughing dryly, I gather myself and trying to sit properly this time.

But if there is a Hyuuga then...

"Yosh! From this day on, I, Rock Lee, will work hard and become a splendid ninja!" The loud declaration coming from the front of the class make me jump and eventually slip on my own chair.

Bam!

I hiss in pain when I miss my chair and land (rather hard) on my butt. With the loud noise of my butt connected to the floor, all of the attention is drawn to me, earning myself a laugh from other children while Shinku widens his eyes, still puzzled but he still has conscious of trying to pull me up. It's not my fault that I'm not preparing myself to meet with that super energetic ninja and stoic Hyuuga at once.

"Are you okay?!" The future Taijutsu user come rushing through the crowd of children. I can't help but glance at the famous eye brow of him. It's just...wow, really. Perfect squared eye brow is not I something I could happen to meet regularly.

Receiving silence (since I still in the process of observing his eyebrows) instead of answer as he expects, Rock lee then have reached an unknown conclusion as he exclaims in an exaggerated manner.

"Because of my declaration that you have to suffer from such a fatal wound. For me, Rock Lee, shall assist you until you recovered. If I can't cure you within two hours and I will run around Konoha for hundred laps!"

What-The-Heck is going on here?!

Did I just hear that famous quote?

My mouth hung out in shock for another second until I finally regain me to clear the misunderstanding, I whisper to him while ducking my head low to avoid the strange stare the whole class.

"Umm...Lee-san, my injury is not a big deal. My butt just stings a little so just-," I haven't finished my sentence when the future Taijutsu specialist's voice, once again, erupts from him.

"What! Your butt hurt?!" He manages to increase volume of his voice even louder than before, drawing more attention to myself. Damn, I sure I have heard a snicker just now. For the first time in five years that I felt like I want to head-butt in anything, especially the blockhead idiot that is currently hovering over me.

The tips of my ears heat up as I heard another student laughing and pointing toward me.

Yes, I claimed myself to be all mature and grown up, but ignoring the laughing and finger pointing out right at you isn't something a person can easily does.

"Urgh, just a little bit, but-" I try to remain as calm and mature, only to be freaked out when my body was lifted up forcefully by a certain kid. I was, literary, panic. "-wait! What (the hell) are you doing?!"

"Because of my resolution that you were in pain, that's why I'm going to take you to the Hospital!"

"No-wait-" I try to stop him, only proved to be futile when Lee doesn't listen to anything, "Just listen to me, damn it!"

"Ayumu-chan!" I could even hear the Shinku's retreating voice shouted behind me. But really, I don't care anymore...

I really hate anime characters. All of them.

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Shinku could only look at the trail of dust left behind by the his friend's abductor in pure confusion.

The lone Hyuuga who watched everything just snorted.

"Weaklings," That's the only things he said as he continued to wait for the teacher.