Reborn (A Naruto/Boruto FanFiction)

chapter one

The seas were angry, roiling and rocking too and fro. A tall, handsome man stood at the railings of a boat, squinting his eyes into the rain. He had just started his journey back to the states by boat. After a concert in Bimini, Bahamas, he was making the trek back to Fort Lauderdale, Florida to get on a flight home. When the winds picked up, and it started to pour, the music artist knew it spelled bad news. So there he stood, absorbing the shock with his knees as the waves leapt and dipped, the cruiser smacking against the sea with a vengeance. With one particularly rough jolt, the singer was sent overboard, tumbling back into the raucous water. As he sunk, he watched the boat keep moving on without him. Everything went black.

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When he awoke from unconsciousness, he was greeted with water surrounding him. He struggled, choking and holding his breath for a moment until he heard a deep voice.

"You can breathe, you're fine." The voice came from a large dragon, curling his serpentine body fluidly through the water toward the man. He was terrified and awed, watching a beast of legend coming straight at him. In fact, so terrifying that he immediately obeyed him, sucking in a large breath of air. The dragon stopped, humming sagely to himself.

"Ah, this form might bother you. Give me a moment." The man watched as the dragon transformed. Large blue scales receded and gave way to a man of flowing lapis hair and unearthly amber eyes, stunning the singer temporarily. The dragon-man was naked, and beautiful. His honeyed skin shone brilliantly when the stray rays of sunlight poured in between the marble pillars of the temple. It's structure reminded him of the Parthenon in Greece. He shook himself from his musings to ask the dragon a question.

"W-who are you?" The man asked as evenly as he could, cursing himself for stuttering. The singer was not gay, but it would be a lie to say that this person-thing was not stunning. Sculpted and lithe, he was perfect. The man stubbornly ignored his nakedness and met his eyes.

"I am Ryujin, dragon god of the sea and storms. I come to you with a gift." The dragon, now known as Ryujin, paused and looked over the man once before he continued. "You see human, it was not in your fate to die this night. Since you died on my watch in the ocean, I am in charge of you. In order to compensate you, you are going to reborn into one of the worlds I manage, along with one wish of your choosing. Of course you will have your memories of your previous life since you didn't fully live out your previous one, but you will also be a baby. Please choose quickly, I do have other things to do."

The singer was shocked. He was dead and he was about to be reborn. He could accept that, sort of. He got two wishes, was going to be a baby, and be in a fucking different world?!!! That pill was a bit harder to swallow, but be tried to process and quickly chose his wishes.

"Can I have a very enhanced learning ability please? That sounds very useful." He muttered the last part to himself, though he was quite sure that Ryujin had heard it.

"Good good. You get a few other little presents but you will figure those out later. I hope you amuse me with your new life. Have a good time!" The dragon god had suddenly lit up, his eyes sparkling in barely contained excitement. The singer pondered this fact for a moment, but quickly dismissed it, assuming it to be normal enough.

Suddenly, the man felt like he was being torn apart, his soul being sent through a meat grinder, violently tearing, squishing, and squeezing. He felt as if he was being erased and created, obliterated and forged anew, all at the same time. Light and color bent around him like he was having a bad acid trip, he felt the sensation of falling fast, and once more, he was greeted with darkness.

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When he came to, he was being squeezed very tightly, and he was heard muffled screams and yells. The squeezing was uncomfortable, almost painful in its intensity. Abruptly, he was forced out of the warm comfort, wailing out loud on instinct from the cold air. Was I just fucking born? The man thought to himself. His vision was blurry and his eyes were sensitive as he forced them open. He heard "it's a girl!" His heart dropped and he internally screamed. At least he knew why that damn dragon was so happy. He was rubbed down gently with a soft towel and wrapped up snugly in a blanket that smelled like fabric softener. He was carefully passed to his new mother and he hazily saw shocking emerald green eyes, a purple diamond on her forehead, and a blob of soft pink hair. Wait, don't tell me...

"Sakura." Her name was called by a man, his voice deep in timbre. The newborn's vision was obstructed from his mother by a pale face hanging over him, accompanied by bark hair and eyes. He saw a flash of purple behind his hair, and he knew that he was fucked.

"Her name shall be Sarada, Uchiha Sarada." The dark haired man intoned, though he now recognized as him new father, Sasuke Uchiha.

The man, now Sarada, knew he was in the deepest shit possible, and his fate this time around was completely inescapable.