foreign.

ONE.

chapter one ; new home.

YOU SAT UP immediately, looking around the room, it was a hospital room, you've always hated hospitals, you didn't know why, you just though because of the smell and the aura it was giving.

Bandages were wrapped around your body, bandaids covered your face, suddenly your stomach churned in pain, and you winced.

Then, the door opened; an old man wearing some kind of robe and a shinobi you guessed.

The old walked towards your bed you were currently laying on, and spoke.

"Hello child, i am the Sandaime, now, i would like to know more things about you." The now named old man greeted.

You looked down nervously, not completely comfortable to tell them what happened to you and how you got here.

"W—what would you like to ask?" you stuttered.

"What is your name, child?"

"[Name], [Name] [Last]. ." you answered.

He hummed, "What happened to you to get those injuries?"

You breath hitched, not wanting to remember what had happened, you bit your lip; a habit of doing when your nervous.

You took a deep breath, "T—there was war between my village and others, it lasted for years, then, it came to an end with us losing and them winning. The war obliterated my whole entire village, killing the people and my parents in the process. I escaped with the help of my parents, though an enemy that was following us, and killed my parents; almost killing me also but i managed to defeat him, barely. I ran into the woods and walked and walked, not knowing where to go and then i saw your village, and passed out."

The Shinobi and the Sandaime looked at you with sympathy.

"I am very sorry to hear that, but, if you would like, you could stay here." The Sandaime offered.

You were shocked to say the least, not expecting them to let you stay here so suddenly.

You nodded eagerly, "Yes, i would like that! Do i have to do anything in return?"

"I would like you to enroll in the academy, and become a Shinobi." The Sandaime informed.

That did not sound like a bad idea, you've always wanted to be Shinobi, though your parents would not let you, fearing that their only child could get severely injured.

You nodded eagerly and grinned, the Sandaime chuckling at your enthusiasm, reminded him of a certain Uzumaki.

timeskip.

It had been a few days since meeting with the Sandaime.

It was beyond boring in the hospital, the Sandaime visiting once in a while.

Today was the day you got out of the hospital, putting on the clothes the Sandaime bought for you, and sandals.

You walked out of the hospital, admiring the beauty of the village.