Chapter 1: The Beginning of my Journey
Six Sage of Paths said that I am gonna fix their mixtakes. So, I'm on.
"Izuna! Izuna!"
"Huh what?!" I exclaimed, confused
"Don't space out like that." An familliar voice sounds like scolding manner.
My eyes widened when I see who the person is, "Madara!?" I croaked.
Madara Uchiha, THE Madara Uchiha, stood beside me the crazy psycho, almost world conquering Madara.
'Did he just say Izuna? Who? Me!?' I thought 'Was I really reborn? What's going on here?'
"Yes? Is there something wrong?" Madara asked concerned, "You don't seem well."
Right, I can't suspicious.
"N-nothing, Madara-niisama!" I stuttered, Darn it I stuttered. My voice is higher pitches in anime.
Madara raised a brow, "You sure? You seem off. If there's anything wrong just tell me! I'm your older brother! It's my duty to look after my little sister!"
I nodded and smiled, "Arigato, Madara-nii!"
'Wait, sister?' I thought confused, 'I thought Izuna was uhmm... A guy... Could it be that it's because of me that his- ermm, my gender changed?'
"Izuna" A stoic voice called.
I turned to face the voice and saw Tajima Uchiha, Izuna's-noooooo, my father.
"Hai, Otou-sama?" I answered immeadiately even though I'm having an internal mental breakdown.... Lol
"It's time for your training" Tajima-noo, father informed me.
I nodded, "Hai" I smiled at Madara and proceeded to follow my father to the training grounds. I glanced back at Madara and saw him sneaking off somewhere. 'Is he going to meet Hashirama?' I pondered.
My eyes shifted back to back of my new father. As he lead me to the Training Grounds. And stopped walking I almost walked into him. But thankfully I didn't.
"Now, practice your fire style. Fireball Jutsu now!" He demanded.
'Crap! Where are the handsigns?'
Suddenly, I remembered the Handsign that Sasuke performed against Kakashi during the Training Exercise and when he fought Haku.
My eyes widened a bit, at the fraction of speed when my hands moves faster than I could say. 'Hand' they created handsigns and I created a huge fireball.
I didn't thought for a minute. I concluded that muscle memory was the reason I knew the hand signs. After all I'm glad I wasn't born as Izuna here. But just a reborn or reincarnated.
This would give me an advantage of knowing how to perform a jutsu.
While I'm shocked, Tajima pursued his lips disapprovingly.
"You're too slow and too sloppy!" He barked, "Izuna, you seem distracted"
'S-slow?! Damn it why did I mentally stuttered' I thought
His disapproval turned to concern.
I felt a guilt inside me. Though I had only been in control of this body and attain Tajima and Madara as a family I still felt a guilt and shame.
"Gomen" I apologized while looking down.
"Is it because you're a girl?" Tajima asked with a slight gentleness that presence in his eyes.
My neck snapped up and my eyes widened considerably.
"Izuna... you are strong" He said surprised me, "Don't hold me because you have a lack of confidence... You are an Uchiha... Hold yourself with a pride."
Okay, I wasn't expecting that.
"Hai! I'll become a strongest shinobi ever!" I smiled brightly
He smiled barely but nonetheless, his face changed to a stoic expression.
"Izuna, You'll be coming with me and Madara to the next battle. You must be prepared." Tajima said sternly. "And you must hide your gender, Once a Senju knows that you're a female they're going to target you and thinking you're weak."
I nodded, "Hai, Otou-sama" that was reasonable.
I'mma use the bandages once I hit my puberty to wrap my bust.
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