The War God's Daughter

Chapter 1

Chapter 1:

-Where Kakashi gets a truckload of overprotective uncles-

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4 years old

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A young girl with long, black hair and startling amber eyes glares at a book with the fury of a thousand suns. Her cheeks are a fetching pink as she puffs up her cheeks into a pout.

Hatake Kakashi, now currently known as Amirah Collins, is definitely not amused.

She can handle being reborn into a new world as a girl. She can handle the cooing, cuddling and crowding of burly men calling themselves her uncles. Heck, she can handle the trauma from being consciously expelled from her new mother's vagina.

But she can't handle this- this blasphemy!

Wallowing in your own poop like an animal – No problem. Uncomfortably suckling milk out of your new mother's teat – No sweat. Knowing that your balls are gone to Kami knows where – Yawn. The tattered pieces of her previous pride as a shinobi fluttering into the breeze – Don't care.

Not being able to read this prime piece of literature she innocently sto-ahem borrowed from one of her uncles – Her life is over!

Kakashi, as she tries to cope and keep some of his- er her sanity, has done her best to adapt to this new world's culture. Although jarring at first, she's skilled enough as a shinobi to adjust and learn how to survive. Information is power after all, so she forces herself to learn the language in this dimension and is quite happy to successfully master the speaking part after observing her uncles and new mama. Since they're not like the spirits from the purgatory who repeated words over and over again, she has no trouble speaking her first word at the tender age of one.

Her mama was disappointed about "Fucku" though. Kakashi didn't mean to say the word – she's actually trying to say mama because she's grown fond of the woman – but she slipped once she heard one of her uncles shout it.

Kakashi still can't forget the sound of pained screams outside her room as her mother dragged her uncles to kami knows where – all the while smiling a sweet, sweet smile.

After that experience, Kakashi resolved to never say that word again. At least not in the immediate vicinity of her mother. Shinobi or not, Kakashi has enough self-preservation to know that her new kaa-san or "mama" as she persistently asks Kakashi to call her, is terrifying. Although petite and delicate-looking, Kakashi didn't miss the developed muscles and the prowling gait of her new mother. Her mama is definitely dangerous.

Oddly, it makes Kakashi love her more.

But she's getting off tangent here. The issue now is the book in her hands. The book that she's sorely tempted to burn with a lighter she snatched from a box somewhere.

(A box that she probably shouldn't have touched based on the skull drawn on its side. Kakashi's not sorry though. She's a shinobi, after all. Besides, it's one of her uncles fault for letting her near it, really. She'll snitch, if it comes down to it.)

She thought reading would be a breeze. Kakashi was excited once her mother taught her the letters of the language called English. She's looking forward to enjoying prime pieces of literature again and she's not a known as genius before for nothing. After being informed by her mother that there's lots of books in this dimension, Kakashi's been itching to get a copy of Icha-Icha or an ero-book close to it at least, when she mastered the alphabet easily.

Kakashi planned for weeks to filch-ahem temporarily take care of one of her uncles reading material. She knows it's also a literary masterpiece like Jiraiya-sama's Icha-Icha after catching her uncle's er–pleasured look when he babysat her once. It was difficult because this new body is still pudgy, but with persistence, bawling and milk, she prevailed.