Hashirama knew he died, he knew that. He just didn't know why he died. Well, he did. Curse old age. The next thing he knew, he woke up as a fifteen year old UCHIHA girl in a place where nothing made sense. What was a gun? A car? A phone? What the bloody heck is por-? Nevermind. He knew that last one. WARNING: I do not own anything other than plot, the cover and my OC.