Over the course of my sixth and seventh years as a reborn child, I had become good friends with Itachi, whom I often trained with whenever I had my days off from training with my mother and father. Unlike the time when I would be too lazy in my old life, something drove me forward, to continue to become stronger, better.

I had even gone to the Uchiha compound, and had met Shisui and Sasuke Uchiha. Shisui was a joker, and blunt. We got along rather well. Even as a child, he was awesome at the body flicker, not as good as when he was older, but way better than I ever was. We didn't see each other much, but we would talk whenever we did.

Sasuke was wary of me at first when I first came to the compound with Itachi, latching himself onto the elder Uchiha and eying me like I was going to steal his precious brother. I think I scared him a bit, but he eventually warmed up. Watching him was amusing, he was cute, smiled a lot and was loving. It's sad to think he'll be a deranged avenger.

"Kuroki-chan." I looked to my left to find the smaller Uchiha looking up at me with curious eyes. I grinned, he reminded me of a darker Shiruba. "Mm?"

He fidgeted a bit, blushing lightly and averting his eyes from mine to look at the ground. Bad time to snicker, so I forced myself not to, and instead settled with an amused half grin. Then he looked up, looking angry at my apparent amusement in his awkwardness. "Are you a genin?" He asked finally.

Whoa, what? Where'd that come from. I averted my eyes to look at a nearby object, waving my hand dismissively in front of him. "Nah, I'm at the level though." I replied with that fucked up grin I owned, looking back down at him.

"I'm entering the academy next year." Sasuke seemed surprised by my lazed announcement, but then smiled up at me. The cute little shit he is.

"I'm entering then too!" He exclaimed, but then frowned, looking at my stomach before looking back up at me. "But aren't you seven? You should be in the academy or graduated by now."

Deciding to sit down on the small hill we were standing on in the compound, I sighed, looking to the sky. Sasuke followed my actions and sat next to me, folding his legs to his chest and looking at me with curiosity. I glanced at him. "I decided to start later. My parents train me and teach me way more than what the Academy can do, so an extra two years of more training would help me more." I explained briefly, frowning to think if I had explained that right. Sasuke looked at the grass in front of him.

"That makes sense..." He commented so softly I almost had to ask him to repeat it. Looking over to him, he seemed disheartened by something. Ah, that's right. Being the shadow of your elder sibling has never been a great feeling. Half grinning, I ruffled his hair.

"Wha-?! Hey!" He protested, scowling lightly as he removed my hand from his now messed up hair. Which by the way, made me snicker like I was reading Romeo & Juliet and a line was 'I bare thy naked weapon out'. The thought made me turn from snickers to a full out laugh. Sasuke, being the cute kid he was, was thinking I was laughing too hard at his disheveled appearance, and pushed me. I fell, holding my stomach to try and suppress the growing pains of laughter.

"Not funny." He commented, blushing with a frown and looking away from me. A feeling of dull sorrow overcame me as I stared at Sasuke whilst laying down. His eyes shifted to look at me, noticing my probably pitiful stare towards him. "W-What?" The little Uchiha stuttered, uncomfortable with my staring. I sat up, leaning into his face, which caused him to blush madly at the proximity, but I paid it no mind. I grabbed the little shit around the neck and pulled him to me in a hug. He made a small 'oomph' sound before shifting uncomfortably.

"Kuroki-chan?" So cute...yet so sad. I didn't like it, that my friends were going to be torn apart in only two years. Shisui would give his eye to Itachi, Itachi would kill everyone except Sasuke and send the little brat onto the path of an avenger. Frankly, it always pissed me off, but while I could change it...I wouldn't. It'd change too much.

"One day, you'll overcome the wall that is your brother." I commented, probably sounding like a small child trying to be mature and wise. Dammit. "One day, you'll be just as talented as your brother." I grasped his shoulders, pushing him away from me so we could see each other's faces. He looked surprised while I smiled slightly.

The younger Uchiha frowned, looking to his side whilst a small blush graced his cheeks. Awh, he's flattered. I took on a more joking grin. "Of course, I'll always be able to kick your ass."

Sasuke's eyes snapped towards me, a look of determination in his eyes. "No way! I won't let you beat me either!" He announced, standing up and pointing at me. "I'll show you, Kuroki-chan!" Heh. Amusing.

"Let's see you try." I challenged, standing up and currently towering over him. Training with the Uchiha's were always amusing.

The little Uchiha panted heavily across from me, whilst I simply smirk-grinned with my hands in my pockets. We were doing an exercise that required him to be able to land a hit on me. The little turd wasn't able to even touch me, let alone hit me. But then again, he was five. He'll get better in the future.

"Kuroki-chan. Sasuke." I turned to see Itachi standing a few metres away from us, glancing from Sasuke to me. He nodded to me, I smirk-grinned to him.

"Nii-san!" Sasuke temporarily forgot his fatigue and frustration with our exercise and run over to his beloved brother. It was touching, actually. My little brother was a little fucker who made me put him in hospital more than a few times.

I had accidentally blocked out their conversation as the memories of my old life flashed in my mind. That image of his face as I pushed him out of the way. Only when Itachi called my name, did I snap back to reality. "Kuroki-chan, it's almost time for you to see your father." Oh, shit.

My eyes widened a fraction before I began to make my way to the entrance of the compound. "Motherfucker!" I swore. I always swore whenever I lost track of time, which was rather common. Sasuke and Itachi grew used to my profanities, and Itachi had been good enough to make sure Sasuke didn't get influenced by my swearing habit. Good older brother, he was.

Sasuke and Itachi stood at the entrance of the compound with me, I turned grinning slightly and waving at them. "I'll see you." They waved, one with a small smile and the other with a large grin.

"I'll definitely beat you next time!" Sasuke called. I smirk-grinned.

I jumped down from the roof I was previously on, landing in the middle of the training ground that was filled with courses and kunai. My father stood in the middle, his arms folded and his eyes connecting with mine. He grinned, I grinned.

"Late again, Kuroki. It's become a habit now." He commented with a laid-back tone, not really worried. I was more like my father, than my mother. The only similarities we had were the fact that she loved reading, betting and winning, and was rather good at blackmail. Awesome mother, but scary at the same time.

I waved a dismissive hand in his direction. "I was training with the Uchihas."

Kuroi chuckled, and walked towards me. He rummaged through one of his pouches and pulled out some kind of paper. Wait... "No way, is that the chakra paper?" I gasped softly, taking a hold of it as he stretched his arm out.

He smiled, nodding. "I'm hoping your affinity is lightning, because I got a bunch of lightning chakra-based weapons." I rolled my eyes, what if I was a fire-type? Deciding it was time to figure out my affinity, I stared at the paper before putting a little chakra into it. It wrinkled. Kuroi fist-pumped once lazily. I scoffed light-heartedly, flinging the paper at him, which he caught and placed in his pouch. "Awesome. I'm a lightning user too, so this should be fun."

"What's your second element?" I asked, tilting my head in curiosity.

"Water." He replied, scratching his head. I gasped dramatically.

"You have to teach me water release after you've taught me lightning release!" I exclaimed.

Lightning Release is to generate lightning by increasing the high frequency vibrations of their chakra, allowing for piercing damage and fast movement. The electricity paralyses the target so that they are unable to move and leave them vulnerable to a finishing strike. While uncommon, lightning can be infused into bladed weapons in a way similar to Wind Release through chakra flow for increased piercing power through vibrations, with the added effect of inducing numbness. When the technique is released from their bodies, and thus not requiring physical contact, it does not move as fast as true lightning. Instead, due to the control the user has to exert over it, it moves far slower, which can give opponents time to still react.

That was my father's explanation of Lightning Release. We had been training for over an hour to mould my chakra, then release it as lightning chakra. Controlling it was a bitch, as each time I released it, my attempt would fly in all sorts of directions. It was also a lot slower than Kuroi's, as he had shown me demonstrations on how to do it. I was exhausted, but I would keep trying.

"Again." He ordered lazily, leaning against a nearby tree as I concentrated with my chakra. I could feel the vibrations, and moved my chakra around my body, which was beginning to spark with blue lightning here and there. I moved my hands into a more appropriate position, as I would be releasing my lightning chakra through my hands. The vibrations became stronger as the chakra around my hands built up. Before long, I made an exhale and pushed the chakra away from my hands, hoping to hit the tree that was in my line of sight. Instead, it went more to the left of the tree and missed completely.

Fuck.

That was the last time I could train with my affinity for the day. Yes, it was easier than what it would be for a non-lightning based person, I just had shit control. I was panting as Kuroi walked towards me, smiling lazily and patting my shoulder. "Alright, enough for today. We'll work on infusing your specialised kunai with lightning ninjutsu tomorrow." Eh...I just want to sleep.

Shiruba pounced on me as soon as I had opened the door to our home. I smiled as I caught his forelegs so he wouldn't push me over. He was rather big now. I always thought it'd be cool to have him as my ninken, but I decided against it. I feel like I'd be copying that damned Kiba. Speaking of him, I could smell him from the front door. His head poked out from the dining room, a large grin on his features.

"Yo, Kuro-chan! Hey, Kuroi-san!" He greeted, waving happily at me before stepping out to let me see him fully. Still short, but I was two years older and he was still five. Them damn boys. They're going to be way taller than me in a few years. Fuck them.

Kuroi grinned at Kiba at my side, guess he finished his errand. "Hey, Kiba, how's your mother?" He asked, not knowing that Kiba's mum was already here before her laughter filled the house. I could hear Aonami's laughter too.

"I'll go ask her myself, then." He smiled awkwardly. Kiba laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head as he didn't know what to say. Tsume was a pretty intimidating woman, but she was good-hearted. I think. Kuroi ruffled my hair before walking past Shiruba and I, then Kiba and disappeared into the dining room. The whole time I had been petting Shiruba, who was now at my side as I walked to Kiba. He noticed how exhausted I looked.

"Training?" I nodded. He grinned. "I don't have to train that much yet."

I smirk-grinned. "Then I'll always be ahead of you." A snicker escaped my lips as he looked horrified by the fact.

"Dammit! I should get Hana-chan to train me." Shiruba barked happily at the mention of Hana's name. The dog seemed to have a thing for the elder Inuzuka.

Kiba, Hana and Tsume regularly came over for dinner, well, there were times when one of them wouldn't show up, like when Kiba caught a cold that spread through his compound like a virus. Luckily Hana and Tsume were out long enough not to get sick. Tonight, Hana couldn't come. She was working on academy stuff, and training. Tsume and Aonami were best friends from what I could tell. They were different, but had a few similarities, which was all they needed to be friends. Kuroi was scared shitless of the Inuzuka woman, which I found amusing.

"So we're going to the academy together next year?" Kiba asked as he bit into his meat like a dog. I nodded, biting into mine like him, but a little less dog-like. He grinned, revealing bits and pieces of meat between his teeth. I dropped my steak onto my plate and placed a mouth over my mouth to stop me from spitting my dinner everywhere. My shoulders shook as I snickered at the sight. Kiba noticed what I was laughing at and swallowed, grinning and laughing. Nights with the Inuzuka's were fun, even if I was tired. Kiba mentioned that he got a puppy from his mother not long ago. His name was Akamaru. The kid wanted to bring him over so I could meet him, but the pup was too small and fragile at the moment. I said I would wait until next time.

"Later, Kuro-chan!" Kiba waved back at me as he walked down the street with his mum. Aonami frantically waved at Tsume with a large grin, earning herself a loud laugh from the dog woman. I smirk-grinned, waving to Kiba as Shiruba barked. The four of us walked inside, Kuroi locking the door behind us as I walked up the stairs. Shiruba following.

"Night!" I called, walking into my room. I heard Kuroi and Aonami reply to me downstairs. I sighed, grabbing a towel, taking off my ninja sandals and making my way to the bathroom. Shiruba jumped up on my queen sized bed and made himself comfortable. He knew how things went down.

I yawned for, I don't know, the eighteenth time before plopping onto my bed, Shiruba making room for me. I wore comfortable black shorts and a hoodie that wasn't meant for harsh treatment. My hair was still damp, but fatigue gave me a reason not to care. I moved under the thick blankets of my bed, making myself comfortable. Shiruba moved closer on the bed, I didn't mind, we always slept together.

When I closed my eyes, I could feel sleep drag me into the world of dreams.

School started today. I couldn't help but feel a little anxious of the events that would occur in my academy life. I had improved greatly since the first day I began training with lightning. The weights I wore held a lot of chakra, and while they were fairly easy to move around in, it slowed me a lot more than my actual speed. My chakra stores had grown to a point where I could use a lot of chakra before running on empty. Of course I had no where near as much one of the Jinchuurikis, but it was fairly large considering my age.

I could talk more about how awesome I am, and all that, but we should move onto my school life.

If I showed too much excellence in my grades, I would graduate too quickly, and really, I didn't want that. Academy life was my chill time compared to anything else. Aonami had dropped me off at the academy, Kuroi on a mission for three days.

Damn him.

I wanted to kill something. The amount of kids made me want to throw explosive tags everywhere and hope I kill them all. They were all so loud...and short. Well, yeah there were a few who were taller than me, but that was because they were my seniors. Or they were in the same age group? Guh. Fuck it.

Looking at the bulletin where they put up the names for each class, I was in...what class was I in? Ah, fuck. I forgot, and I was already far from the bulletin. Inside a classroom, I saw a familiar figure.

Kiba.

Looking to my left, then looking to my right, and noticing no one gave a shit about me at this current point in time, I strolled into the classroom, acting as if it was always the class I was assigned in. Kiba noticed me, and stood up from his seat at the front row. He grinned and waved over to me. "Yo, Kuroki-chan!"

I grinned, giving a small wave and walking over to him. Glancing around, I noticed that bug dude, Shino, Hyuuga Hinata, Nara Shikamaru, that guy who always eats, Akimichi Choji, and Naruto were in this class. It would be pretty awesome if I were in this class.

"You in this class too, Kuroki?" Kiba asked as I decided to sit on the desk in front of him, yawning lightly.

"I actually have no clue. I saw you and just decided to come in here."

Kiba snorted, grinning that toothy grin. "Sounds like you, and speaking of me, I'm totally going to beat you!" He announced, standing up and pointing a finger at me after the 'me' in his sentence. I gave a dismissive wave, looking at the class. Is the main character looking at me?

He is.

That's pretty fucking cool, if I may fucking say so.

Giving my signature smirk-grin to him, his eyes widened before huffing and looking away. For all he knows, I could be mocking him and he was pissed off about that. Eh.

Some teacher walked in, and his eyes scanned the room before landing on me, who was the only one of the desks and with darker skin. Someone is going to be racist about my skin, even if we're like, all asian.

"Are you in my class?" The teacher asked me, his dull brown eyes staring at me. I turned, cracking my neck.

I shrugged. "I don't know, want to check?" I asked casually, yawning as he frowned.

"Name?"

"Taidana Kuroki."

He went through his roll, and the time he took made me want to sleep.

"You're here. Take a seat...on one of the seats."

I moved to sit next to Kiba, who was the closest to the window in our row. We grinned at each other.

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