I certainly did a lot of crying after I realized the reality of my situation…of course, that's always been rather normal for me since I was born. Nothing new, but it was just worth noting that any time it came to my attention that I was royally fucked because I was in the world of Naruto, I cried even harder until I passed out.

So I tried not to think about that as often and just focused on the present. I still ended up crying more than Chōji did because I was hungry quite often and hunger, as a baby, does not feel good (nor has it ever felt good, it just feels worse as a baby). Never did really understand why I was hungry a lot, but hey, the plus side of being born into the Akimichi clan meant that I don't have to worry about my weight!

I'm gonna have so much fun literally throwing my weight around in a fight!

I mean, the Akimichi clan specializes in converting calories to chakra and, if not calories, then excess fat. So packing a lot of weight would be good in the long run, which I'm quite fine with because I don't mind being overweight for a second time in this life.

Ha, I remember in my past life, my weight became a subject my family talked about after I entered college. Because let me tell you about that freshman fifteen—it exists! And I'm just glad to be away from the hell that is college—even the circumstances regarding that aren't the best…

Though, I am still pissed off at the fact that I'm in a world full of fucking ninjas. I'm gonna die young because of this. Die…oh crap. I forgot how many other people are gonna die and this is sad because—people die! As obvious as it sounds, it's freaking true!

This sucks even more because I never got to Shippuden in the manga, so I'm pretty much clueless as to what happens in the future. The farthest I've gotten was when Tsunade appeared into the frame and Naruto learning how to use the Rasengan. After that, I only know bits and pieces of information that involve the death of certain characters and plot twists…lots of plot twists (and a lot of surfing on the Naruto wiki). Of course, it's not as useful as it sounds when you haven't a crap of an idea about the details, when all you have are summaries and brief descriptions.

In terms of the anime, I started from Shippuden and reached a certain point from there on, but everything prior to Shippuden is a blank filled with only humor I got from Naruto the Abridged series. I have a feeling I'm gonna be making references at this rate. It's gonna be my only source of entertainment to make my existence in this world bearable.

At least I have a twin so being a baby isn't that bad. I mean, don't get me wrong—being able to sleep and eat is fun and all (diapers, on the other hand, are not fun), but being a baby is boring as fuck. And that, paired up with ADHD, just makes things even worse.

At least, I think I still have my ADHD…I'm not exactly sure, but I do tend to get restless a lot and my attention span is extremely short, though that could be because I'm a baby…I'm gonna keep an eye out for any symptoms so I can clarify that.

Well, in any case, Chōji at least makes everything less boring for me. I like Chōji…

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I think I may have adjusted too quickly to the fact that I was born into the Naruto world. Like, holy shit, why am I so calm?! Why am I not worried?! Is it because I just stopped thinking about the future?

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Probably—I've started noticing I get headaches when I think too much about the future. I get an information overload of some sort that just hurts and makes me want to cry because I experience waaay too many emotions at once. So I don't think about stuff for too long.

Though, apart from that, there's also the fact that I'm a baby with the mind of a nineteen-year-old college (actually university, but same difference) girl who still only had a few weeks before winter break… With the stressors and responsibilities from that life out of the way, being a baby isn't THAT bad.

I mean, I don't have to worry about classes anymore or money being a problem—because that was a thing and I NEEDED financial aid…because college is fucking expensive. I was rather lucky I didn't take up any loans my first year, even more so my second year because I didn't get a scholarship and, unlike the year before, I actually got financial aid and had leftover grant money…of which a good portion of it was spent on textbooks (fuck you, textbooks!). Even so, the question of how long that was going to last still was a main concern for me.

So, again, with all of those issues out of the way, due to me dying, and being reincarnated into another world as a baby…I don't really mind my current circumstances.

I'm part of the Akimichi clan, when it could have been worse. Like—I could have been born as Maito Gai's daughter. God knows I would have cried if THAT happened to me (I don't think I can handle being around a man full of so much energy for long periods of time—I'll die).

Actually, I think it would have been even worse if I was born in the Hyuuga clan, never mind which part of the clan—actually, I'm taking that into account, now. Still, Main House or not, being a Hyuuga would SUCK.

Of course, then there's the Uchiha clan—yeah, that's still a thing…Probably the second worst clan to be born into after the Hyuuga clan because of the whole Uchiha clan massacre. I would've been killed before I even had a chance to live out my second chance at life, because thank you Itachi! And yes, I know the reasons behind it, but still! I love life…and even if he DIDN'T kill me, it's just…I'd rather AVOID that situation. BAD TIMES.

And don't get me started on the possible timelines to be born in…Being Chōji's twin sister at least gave me an idea where I am in the timeline, so that's certainly relieving. Kinda funny how close my birthday in my past life was to Chōji's. I mean, it's off by literally twenty-four hours. I'm actually quite happy about that. The emerald is still my birthstone and I'm still a Taurus! It's the little things that make me happy…

So apart from the constant crying, I was a happy baby because, again, I love being alive! Because I AM alive! I am very much alive…and I intend to stay that way. Just…being alive is a feeling you learn to appreciate after being reborn. I am okay with this. I will learn to deal with the future some other time after I at least get a chance to enjoy my second chance at life.

In other words, I am procrastinating the events to come. I'm not going to lie, I had a bad habit of procrastinating in my past life and it will most likely be just as bad in this life. Of course, I have a feeling that will eventually come to an end at some point, so I best enjoy procrastinating while I can.

Ahahhaa, I'm so screwed!

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When Chōji and I were five months old, it happened.

I was just sleeping at the time when something that felt so wrong woke me up. It was overwhelming, it was terrifying, it was downright malevolent, and so full of hatred. I never liked being in a situation full of negativity and being unable to escape from it was suffocating. I had once thought I knew what true evil was…then I felt it. It felt like I was being choked every time I breathed.

It was like I was having an asthma attack and an anxiety attack at the same time...

Oh god, someone help me!

I was screaming, as was Chōji. We were just so scared…I thought it would never end. Even as our mother, Ageha, tried her best to comfort us, our screams would not stop. It was something I truly never wish to experience ever again…

What the hell is going on?!

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I later learned, via listening, that the Kyuubi attacked. While I couldn't understand anything, just hearing "Kyuubi" alone was enough for me to know what had happened (and what the cause of that horrifying night was). Whatever scrap of information I had on the tragedies that had occurred on that day popped up in my mind with such a vengeance, because, despite me being practically the shittiest excuse of a Naruto fan, I still knew what happened…and I cried.

I cried because there was not a damn thing I could have done to prevent anything that had happened on that day. Because I was only a five-month-old infant and it really sucked how small, weak, and helpless I was.

And it was just as frustrating to know that I was going to have to cope with a lot of things that came my way, because there's not a damn thing I can do about it—not now, at least…but until I CAN do something—wait. What exactly CAN I do?

And will there be consequences?

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Apparently, I have a lot of thinking to do before I can TRY to do ANYTHING. Maybe I should just focus on living…yeah, that's a good plan. It's perfect! It's…gonna be difficult because I was born in the Akimichi clan. Chances are, I'm gonna be training to become a ninja the minute I am capable of doing such.

Curse you, shinobi life!

Let's see what the estimate of when that'll be…well, crap. I have no idea what age children are when they enter the Academy. Fuuuuck—I'm just gonna wing it. Focus on crawling, then walking and, for the love of god, when I can walk, focus on potty training because this diaper life is fucking mortifying.

That sounds like a plan! Wait, what was I talking about…?

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Eh, I'll get to it when I get to it. Don't babies start usually saying stuff by the time they're six months old? Huh, I'm almost six months old…I wonder what my first word will be, because I haven't a thought as to WHAT to say since I can't speak Japanese…yet!

If there's one thing I learned, the younger you are, the faster you learn and I'm gonna take advantage of that the minute the opportunity comes by. Though, I should avoid making myself look like a prodigy because the last thing I need is unwanted attention.

'Course, knowing me, I'll probably end up getting unwanted attention because irony absolutely adores me! I mean, just look at the way I died!

Falling down the stairs because I tripped on my untied shoelaces…something that never once happened before and the first time it did, was also the time I died. As if that wasn't enough, I also died days before the final Naruto chapter came out and if that also wasn't enough, then it was at least a month before the final Naruto movie came out.

Not like any of that would have made a difference in my current situation as, instead of catching up to the Naruto manga as I originally planned on doing when I heard the series was coming to an end, I decided that Jojo's Bizarre Adventure was much more important than that. Be it, I had been planning for quite a long time to start reading Jojo's Bizarre Adventure and it was only until I got out for the summer after my first year of college that I started actually reading the manga, after years of procrastination. Despite that, the fact still stands that my decision to prioritize Stands over Ninjas ended up screwing my chances of gaining knowledge that could have proved useful in my current situation.

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…I'm never gonna let myself hear the end of this, am I? This is definitely going to be a fun life and by fun, I mean traumatizing. I best make the most of it by enjoying the little moments and I just realized how distracted I still get, so I guess my ADHD has followed me into this life… I'm still keeping an eye out for any symptoms because you can never be too sure.

What are the chances that reincarnation ended up recycling my brain in some way? Is that even a possibility? Knowing my luck, that's probably my case or I'm an exception. Whatever it is, it doesn't change the fact that I'm irony's bitch.

C'est la vie.

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A/N 1-6-15 More edits coming your way, I'm really liking how better these chapters look after I'm done with them! Expect more to come!

Whoa, what's this? Another chapter? Holy shit, two updates within a day! Haven't had THAT happen in a while…anyways, I always wondered if reincarnation would recycle your brain, especially if you keep your memories of your past life. I mean, if there's one thing college psychology has taught me, it's that the brain does a CRAP ton of things…and don't get me started on the different parts of the brain! And before I forget, did you know there are three subtypes of ADHD? If you didn't, then let me tell you guys what they are. The three subtypes of ADHD are: Predominantly hyperactive-impulsive, Predominantly inattentive (this is ADD, which, since 1994, has been changed formally to predominantly inattentive in the new Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, fourth edition), and Combined hyperactive-impulsive and inattentive, which is what I have, in case you guys didn't know.

And since this is a SI OC, that means Chōko also has ADHD! Yeah…I wonder if that amps up the difficulty for the shinobi life…well, we'll find out. And YES, I decided to start reading Jojo's Bizarre Adventure instead of catching up to Naruto! Like, I'm nearly done with part 3 of Jojo, but I STILL haven't gotten any farther in the Naruto manga! Because I decided that reading about Stands and music references were MUCH more important than ninjas! And look where THAT got Chōko!

So basically, for an SI OC fic, Chōko is by far the worst person to be given the job at possibly changing events…even more so because Chōko is crap at planning ahead of time, because she'll cross that bridge when she gets to it. Still doesn't mean she won't try. Whether or not she'll be successful is the question that will eventually be answered.

Anyways, irony is gonna be one of the main themes about this fic, both in a humorous perspective and serious perspective. And, out of all the possible clans to be born into, I'd considered the Akimichi clan one of the safest clans ever. Also, just to clarify things, Chōko ended up dying like a few days before the last Naruto chapter came out, which would be on November 10th… And YES, if I actually decided to catch up on ANYTHING before THEN, it would STILL be Jojo's Bizarre Adventure, because I'm almost done with part 3 and I want to get to part 4 because there is a Stand named Killer Queen. What is my life?

So I hoped you enjoyed Chōko's misery, because I certainly seem to enjoy it from a humorous perspective…I'm such a sadist. It's the way I work sometimes…also, happy Halloween! Hope you guys get a LOT of candy today! Until next time, readers! KD out! XD