Chapter 421 - My SI Stash #21 - Of The Sand and The Wind by Ktf243 (Naruto) (1/2)

-Sunagakure start instead of the usual Konoha stuff is quite refreshing~

Synopsis: What's a random dude to do when he wakes up in the world of Naruto? Befriend the sand Jinchuuriki and pray for the best. Si Oc Rated T for killing (duh it's a ninja world) and swearing

Rated: T

Words: 19K

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Chapter 1-3 (exceptional)

Y'know being a baby isn't all bad. You get free food, don't need to pay for stuff and you can just lay there… But after a while you get sick of being a baby. That's if you have the awareness of an average human. And I happen to be a dude stuffed into the body of a child. Wow, that sounded morbid. It sucks, one moment I was going to sleep in my bed and the next I wake up with the uncontrollable urge to cry.

And cry I did, loudly in fact. And to my tears a kindly old woman came to the rescue and rushed to my side with a warm bottle that she put into my mouth after checking my diaper and finding nothing. Now that I think of it, I was feeling kinda hungry. Don't feel quite fond of crying for food though.

After that making sure I was satisfied and wouldn't go back to crying once again she burped me which felt… weird to say the least. She then put me back into the crib where I just layed there. And I enjoyed the peace and quiet for a long while. Until I got bored and wanted to do something that is. However seeing as I am once again a baby that unfortunately is cognizant for this with no possessions, I can't very well reach for my phone as babies don't get one as far as I'm aware so I get bored very easily.

God, Kami, Buddha, R.O.B, someone... why? Just why? I don't mind the new game plus you gave me, but did it really have to be with me so young? Heck you could either have made me a somewhat older child or given me something to occupy myself to keep from going bored. I swear, the only thing that this experience will give me is unlimited patience which I already did have a good amount of patience. Being the eldest sibling with three younger siblings does that to you. Guess it's time for me to try and fail to stand for a long while.

”Ma, wead this two me pwease?” After the very, very, long few years went by I was finally able to slowly but surely stand once again. It was a frustrating process as I already know how to stand, but since I am starting from zero I just can't seem to be able to easily! Same with the speaking. Well I would have a better time at that if everyone didn't speak Japanese! Why couldn't I have been born somewhere with a familiar language? Like Spanish or English. I had to learn a new language, and while tiring and frustrating, I was able to do that slightly quicker than walking. Which came in handy many times once I was able to just yell ”FOOD!” when I was hungry and such. It never ceases to make me laugh when I thought to the times I just yelled that.

I had to hold back a flinch to my pathetic attempt to talk properly while holding out a little book to the Matron of the Orphanage/Daycare, still not sure on that quite yet. However, I have been here long enough to start walking and talking so either I am being taken care of in a daycare due to neglectful parents, or I am just an orphan.

”Ah such a good story choice, good job Ren.” Yep, my new name is Ren, which I have no clue what it means, at least it doesn't sound ridiculous or something like that. ”Thanks Ma.” The matron has us all call her Ma, probably so that we are more comfortable with her.

”There was once a man who could control all the metals of the world with just a flick of his finger. The place in which he lived reflected how he used his metals, finely grained and more numerous than the stars in the sky. One day he had a vision made known unto him, it was one of him leading a prosperous village of shinobi.

So to make this a reality he honed his ability, making it so none could deny this vision he sought to make reality. He eventually set out to gather all those who dwelled within the desert. He first encountered a family of healers, who wished to accompany him and fulfill his vision after seeing his prowess. Although they were but humble healers they were not to be trifled with as they were also well versed in the sealing arts, capable of many feats any normal man would mistake as something much greater.

He readily agreed to that, knowing they would make a great ally rather than a formidable foe. The now bigger group traveled for many days until they encountered a clan of puppet wielders who also recognized the greatness of the man's vision and believed he could make it a reality.

Together, they united multitudes of people in the country of the wind and created a great village hidden within the sand. To do this they brought together those who could move the earth and bad them congregate together a large structure in which they could dwell within, with no threats of invaders. The great man following this became the leader and took upon the name of the wind shadow to pass onto his family and lead the village to prosperity just as he had envisioned long ago. The end”

Ma closed the book and set me down on the floor to go to what previous activity she needed to attend to. I thought of how some parts seem familiar to something, especially the part of a shinobi village and it being hidden in the sand. I suppose after a while many things will be similar to another thing, this is a kids story book. Eh, the story was interesting but seriously why would people use puppets for combat that sounds kinda lame they could have put something else, but oh no matter.

So apparently the place I've been growing up in so far is functionally both a daycare and orphanage. How do I know this? First common sense. I've been here long enough to learn how to walk and talk. I have also been able to see some people drop off some kids here to leave and never come back. But sometimes they come back their child and go back on their merry way. Those are rare though. I think that's how I think I got here, just dropped off and left here. That's fine actually, it would be hard to just accept two people as my new parents.

I walk over to the book cabinet to look at more of the picture books that have words to help with correlation. I kind of need it so I can be able to read again. I just want to read regular books gosh dangit.

I got to reading right then and started to notice that there were a large amount of ninja stuff. Shuriken, kunai, and other things. I know when people think of Japan they think of anime, ninjas, and samurai but I don't think they need to take it so literally. Also, aren't kunai historically used for digging? I remember watching a video on that, heh using a shovel for fighting. How silly.

Instead of individual birthdays, here we celebrate one big one for everyone. We all get one present each that is more than likely something handmade or something else small if we ask nicely, and one ”wish” in which if it's nothing ridiculous we can request anything. I'm not really sure how old I am at this point but I've seen a few but I can't base it off of those because I could be older than that. I won't really waste my request for something like that as I can just ask later on. With a meager amount of money that I had asked for my present in the raccoon pouch that I got last year which was in my pocket, I went up to Ma with my ”wish” for this year, hoping to make the most of it for the day.

”Ma, I have my wish!” I tug at the matron's long dress to bring attention to myself and I pull out the big guns straight away, my incredibly dashing smile. ”

Oh! Ren what is your birthday wish hmm?” I gestured her down to me and I whispered into her ear ”I want to explore outside!”

She looks at me with a soft smile. ”Ok, but be sure to get back before it gets dark.”

”No promises!” I yell as I rush to the door to enjoy the most of the day and not to prolong the inevitability of Ma being cross with me. As I walk through the streets I take in my environment. Clay buildings, people garbed in clothing for desert wear and sand, sand everywhere. I believe I may be in a desert, y'know just a hunch. Which strikes me as odd, why would we be in a desert? I don't remember hearing about any in Japan, so how come everyone speaks Japanese? If it were somewhere else in the world, at the very least there would be other languages present from other people.

No matter, I am here to enjoy the outside. Why? Well, the matron doesn't really let us go outside at all, only the older kids and I just want to get out of there. I got tired of being cooped up in there for what felt like forever.

Now… where was I? Ah yes, having fun and exploring this place.

Lost...

I'm lost.

I don't know how I did it but I got lost. Sure all the buildings might look the same, and sure everyone dresses very similarly, and sure lots of people have similar hair but it shouldn't be that hard. As I finally give up and got to an a_d_u_l_t to ask where the orphanage is and hope for the best, I hear children screaming and a child yelling ”Don't leave me alone!”

Promptly after that everyone flees in fear, why? Let's go find out shall I? I turn to the source and walked over there only for my brain to just go into overdrive at what I'm seeing and just what it means.

A small red haired boy surrounded by sand shifting around him with a ball in his hand. He- He looks a lot like a certain character from a certain show. He looks just like him but younger and without that weird thing he had on his head. The fact he has sand moving around him like in a movie just reaffirms this fact into my mind.

But it can't be right? I just got a heat stroke and I'm hallucinating right? There is no possible way I am in something that is merely a show, the machinations of one individual that got very widespread and popular.

But as he turns to me and sees me standing there and not fleeing he widens his eyes and starts to walk towards me.

And to that I could only say one very logical thing in that very moment…

”F_u_c_k…”

Chapter 2

”Why aren't you running?”

F_u_c_k, F_u_c_k, F_U_C_K. Why in the f_u_c_k flying f_u_c_k and I f_u_c_k_i_n_g here? I take it back I want to be in normal land please! Oh dear…. Who do I pray to? Well I just kinda got screwed over being in this world so I guess none of the normal ones? Work in progress I suppose. Anyway, for the sheer amount of things I could have gotten into, it had to be here.

The Naruto world, or as I will fondly call it the scary world where I can die super easily. Like nowhere is safe, either it will get nuked when I become a teen again and this place gets bombed by those dudes who want them sweet sweet Jinchuuriki- Oh wait.

Is smol boy crazy right now? I look over to him and see him sad something I clearly remember he did not do when he was insane. Okay… so he's not a deranged child at this point. This is good I think. I think, think Gaara wants a friend if my mind decides to be benevolent to me with information and not malevolent. F_u_c_k, I'm not even in the f_u_c_k_i_n_g leaf! At least then I know I will stay safe there … after the invasion… and after Pain destroys the whole village… when he revives everyone.

Okay, maybe the sand village is a good place to be in terms of survivability. Could have at least been in the future or something just saying. So what would be a good way to survive? Easy, be friends with the person that everyone is afraid of in this village and other people who see him. The sand Jinchuuriki! He's still here so I can make this work and not die by the time I barely get into puberty.

”How come you didn't run like everyone else?” F_u_c_k, well I guess I should try and attempt that right now then.

”Dooo you want me to?” He widens his eyes and shakes his head furiously

”No, just that everyone runs away from me.” Damn that hurts, for your whole life to see people run from you.

”Why?” Good, just play like an absolute clueless child for that is what I should be right now.

”They say I am a monster, everytime they see me.” Fuuuuck this is hitting me in the damn feels, why must small child suffer? My elder sibling instincts are flaring and not the one where you make fun of them, nah its the one where your sibling gets made fun of someone not you and you are about to nock the block off the kid. For legal reasons this is an example. Wait, different laws here, duh.

”Why?” Ah yes the most word provoking world out of all the words every created none can bring forth more words than why.

”I- It's because I can do this.” He lifts his hand and sand starts to shift and move and just do what its not normally doing.

Tha- that's so sooo ”Cool!” He jumps and the sand fell back down to the ground a lapse in his concentration.

”That is so cool! You can control the sand? Why would they call you a monster for that?” Out of the majority of superpowers out there the one that had me most enraptured as a kid besides the normal one all kids want was sand manipulation. Watching Spider Man 3 as a kid and seeing sandman do all that stuff really made me think it was cool!

It is especially cool when you grew up in a place that was functionally a desert and sand dunes were never too far away. Plus… I could never make cool sandcastles at the beach. Anyway this is a pretty cool power to have especially in the desert where we are currently.

”I, I don't know…” Oh yeah, still in a conversation whoops.

”Well that isn't nice, hey since you got a ball wanna play?” Once again I just realized how starved for attention he was, with him nodding his head so quick it was nearly a blur. Likely his first time playing with someone else his age.

”How do you play?” Ah ok. Guess I will have to explain kid things to him probably.

”Easy I throw the ball to you and you have to catch it, then you throw the ball. Pretty simple right?” He nodded his head and tossed the ball to me and so we started the boring task of catch which gave me time to think things through. Namely how to not die a most painful death.

I want to be a civilian but at the same time I don't. If I do I can't really do anything if I were to be targeted for no reason. If I become a shinobi then I will be able to defend myself… at the cost of being in a large food chain of death. I do get to use Jesus mode with water though… And I also get other cool Jutsu to spam…

To be determined for later. For now… I have a ball to throw

After playing for a while, Gaara finally got bored and I suggested to him to start making things with sand. It was fun, I would poorly draw something into the sand, then he would make it but only much better. The Sandman one was very funny if I do say so myself... though Gaara didn't get it for obvious reasons. He did have a much better time understanding the poop he made. Well he is a child.

Unfortunately it became night and we had to go home.

”Alright I have to go now, see you late-”

I forgot.

I don't know where to go.

”What's wrong?” My new friend that is also my lifeline asked me meekly.

”I don't know where the orphanage is.”

The kid scrunched up his face in a cute way as he was thinking of something. Ah, my savior in the form of a child. Maybe he knows where I can find to go... and make sure the Matron doesn't completely wreck me. I may be in a world of bigger things, but I have seen how she wields that sandal against the other kids. Not even my Grandma could do that!

”How about you come to my house?” Orrrr that, that works to I guess.

I shrug, not like Imma go around all the place. ”Sure, that works too.”

We start walking to his house, well more like I followed him as we meandered through the city. As we went through the city doors and windows were being shut when Gaara came into view. Dang, that must suck really. To have doors shut in your face as soon as you have a sliver of yourself show up. It seemed to not affect Gaara though he had some sort of a pep in his step. Did me just playing with him for one day really affect him that much? I must say those sand figures does make for great bonding.

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Oh we're here.

I look at the house in which Gaara residing in and half expected it to be defaced or something but to my surprise it was a really nice house! Really large as well. I then remembered his father was a Kage and his uncle was a ninja or something. Ah I forgot about that man, the one who really put the start of Gaara's insanity. One question that won't really be asked though... Why? That makes sense, if he actually cared for him why do that and vice versa if he truly hated Gaara why would he care for him and teach him things? It's very convoluted if you ask me.

We step into the house and I look around only to see how empty it is which is jarring. A large and spacious house only for there to be near to nothing inside when you enter. I see regular furniture and even those look like they are there for functionality, not comfort. He led me to his room and once again another contrast was made. Where the rest of the house had nearly nothing his room had a large assortment of toys and other things. There was just a large pile of toys in a corner but aside from all that was a small bear with a shinobi headband with what I think is the sand's symbol.

Gaara went to the bear and held it and went to a bed that was overshadowed by aforementioned pile of toys. He looks at me and gestured to his bear. ”This is my bear stuffings.”

”Why is he called that?” He put on a big smile on his face and squeezed tightly and a piece of stuffing came out.

”Because when you give him a big hug he lets out a stuffing!” Ok, that is cute, small child's smile must be protected. Which is kind of hard when it is likely that he will be driven insane by his uncle for nearly no good reason or any reason at all!

I decided to take part in something that I had not done since I was a kid, err the first time round. Play with toys. Going through the toys I find nothing that could keep me occupied until I come across a great thing that can lead to all sorts of fun. A card deck. Why does Gaara have one? No clue, I do know that I have something to do now.

While I like cards and have a decent amount of skill in it along with luck, for some reason I have almost no luck when it comes to solitaire. The amount of times I've won is very much overshadowed by how many times I have lost, and while most people would get better at this somehow I don't. After playing a few times and mostly having to restart Gaara decided to bring himself into the fold.

”What is this game?” Ah, if I can get him into cards I can be able to play the games that I really am good at, like speed!

”This is called solitaire, it fairly simple you have to make the cards go into a stack going from Ace to two all the way to King, but you can only put cards together that are faced up and they have to be the opposite color unless they are in these four slot areas. Uhh also when you have nothing you can flip three cards from the deck and you can only grab the one on front and any cards faced down that have no other cards on them can be flipped. I think that's it?” Gaara looked confused from my convoluted explanation and barely followed anything. I don't blame him, I suck at explanations.