Fight (a Naruto reborn fanfiction)

🍂🥀 XII 🥀🍂

Can I just say that this song has absolutely blown me away?! Like... goddamn, it was so good I can breath through both my nostrils again. And I got a baaaad cold.

(This comparision comes from my sister. Props to you, thanks for that one.)

Anyways, we got more plot here with a sprinkle of angst, maybe? I actually don't know yet, I'm making this scenario up on the spot. Also, is it bad that I really want Itachi to show up soon even though he has literally not been born yet? Yes? Well, fuck. At least we get some child!Sanin content soon. I'm so fucking excited for that you can't even imagine.

It was the reason I even started this fic in the first place because my dear babies need some more love. And if I happen to make them into psychotic murderers by accident, because that's what I tend to do, that's too bad. This story will have a happy ending. Probably.

I'm just joking. It's all gonna be fine.

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Himari is tired. Her insides feel like they will force their way out of her every second and she has a terrible headache. A consequence to the thing she has just done, maybe, or simply because she knows the woman. The teammate of Hiruzen Sarutobi was basically a nobody in the show, but she held significant power in the council. Also, Himari hates the Third with a passion.

He tried to blend the personalities of 'harsh shinobi' and 'welcoming grandpa' and did the worst job imaginable. Remaining ignorant of Danzō's scheming for so many years, breaking promises left and right, even Minato's dying wish for gods sake! He is not fit for the Hokage's seat, the only thing she would ever agree with Danzō on.

Point being, she has thoroughly researched everything to know about him in both this and her last life and has come to the conclusion that he is the third-biggest dick in the series, only being bested by Danzō and Zetsu. Sufficient to say she is not happy about meeting his teammate so early on, knowing she can't do anything about him yet.

...She seriously has to stop getting lost in thought and worry about her surroundings. It's just a little bit harder than usual, with her feeling like she's dying because of the headache.

The battlefield is no safe place for her anymore, not in this condition. But are there any settlements nearby she hasn't visited yet? She knows that she has to settle down at some point, this way of living is more tiring than anything else. It's mostly because of her small stature, which prevents her from getting into a decent hotel more often than not.

She's thought of Konoha, fleeting moments she treasures, because in these moments everything seems so simple. It's not as easy of course, there's so many things to consider, so many things that can change. An equation with so many unknown variables is always scary if you don't know the rules.

There is that small voice in her head that tells her she will have to go there eventually, no matter the cost. If she could get into the village without close scrutinization it would be perfect. With high risk comes a high reward after all, and she has a feeling that seeing Naruto smile at her even once would save all her problems.

It's just very unfortunate that Naruto isn't born yet, not even his parents are and neither is Himari in any position to get into the leaf without some ridiculous stroke of luck.

...maybe she should've tested for ADD back in her old world. Nah, her parents would've probably killed her for even trying to imply that she wasn't perfect in any way.

She will have to sleep out in the wild today, she guesses. It's something many ninjas do, but they usually have someone backing them up so that they can get at least a bit of rest. Himari doesn't have that luxury, alone with her thoughts unless fighting for her future. It's surprising she can still talk, actually.

She settles down in a tree, surrounding it with traps that should at least keep civilians away. Not that there would be many out there right now, with the war raging on in these parts. Her main defence is her summon, which sits atop another tree and watches with careful eyes. It's powerful, and she has paid a high price to get it.

She will never get back what she has lost that day. Her thoughts drift around for a while longer before she finally falls asleep. 

He looks at the children in front of him. They are playing together, doing what normal children do. The kind of kids that don't get called monster, the kind of kids that live their life normally. His heart aches. What did he do wrong to be denied such a reality? The answer is comically easy to answer, but it doesn't make sense to him nonetheless.

His family is just like any other and yet, the village rejects them. He sits at the edge of the playground, a book clutched in his arms. He desperately wishes to be part of them sometimes, to be able to play and laugh just like them. But he can't even laugh. They think his smile looks creepy and disgusting and he doesn't want to ruin someone else's day just because of it.

So he keeps quiet, wishing in the dark that one day, he gets to have a friend that sees him like a person. But his mother and father can't know that, because then they would be sad and he really doesn't want them to be sad. They are the only ones he has after all, and he would be stupid to cause them anymore grievance than they already have to endure every day.

He turns his attention back to his book. It's very interesting, with all the different types of chakra explained in as much detail as possible. He can feel his brain work over time as he thinks it over, develops theories and trashes them seconds later because they can't live up to meet his standards.

If only he had a person to talk about it but alas, he will probably be forever denied of such luxury. That's what he thinks. If only he knew how wrong this would turn out to be.

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Finally finished this goddamn chapter! Sorry for the over a month long wait, but I had exam-season and just finished writing the last one. There's a few tests left, but those aren't to complicated.

So yeah, that's nice. I wonder if someone can guess whose pov. this last part was! Probably yeah, it's not to hard to figure it out. I'm still holding onto that mystery of her summon, but rest assured knowing that it will play a huge part of the story later.

So yeah, that's it from my side, if you like this fic please favourite and comment, it helps me stay motivated.

Also, if anyone is actually reading this, please recommend trashy naruto stories down below. Like... the worst ones you know. For some reason taht really gets me into a writing mood casue I'm like... dude what the fuck, what is this! Even I can write better shit than that! And a few hours later I have written 3k words and have no idea how it happened.

Naruto is Kishimoto's toy, I'm just playing with it.