[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/DKUThwi.png[/img][/center] [center](Title design not necessarily final)[/center] [hr] At first they'd tried showing reverence. It was "Kami" after all. After a few minutes, they'd gotten a solid read on the godly being and slowly dropped that act. A timeless god probably had infinite patience anyway. That had backfired pretty quick, honestly. "I see you're more than willing to go to this world. I know all I need to." Kami had told them. It seemed that Kami had gotten a read on them just as quickly. The world of Naruto. They'd recognized it from the description within moments. At long last it was truly becoming their escape from reality. . . . being conscious of being born, however, was something they could have lived without. A punishment for being obnoxious, or simply an unfortunate consequence of retaining their mind upon rebirth? Either way, not fun. There were lots of theories about the "trauma of being born" and... yep. Oh well, memories or not, their new body was still that of an infant. They had the emotional stability to go with it, and the memory of a meth addled goldfish. It was all a big blur for the most part. Literally. Their eyesight still hadn't fully kicked in. Except for the massive, fucking bee on their chest. That... that was crystal clear, in 4K Ultra HD and [i]way too fucking close to their face[/i]. Their new mother and some other guy were discussing the bee rather than [i]expeditiously removing it for some reason.[/i] Unfortunately, despite being able to hear perfectly well... they had no idea what everyone was saying because it wasn't in English. Fuck. However, precise understanding wasn't necessary, because it was fairly easy to infer the conclusion of the conversation. That being... that the bee would stay. Why, fucking Kami, must the bee stay? It was so.... big... and leggy... and horrible and... Wait. They strained their shitty little baby muscles to tilt their head up and look more closely at the bee. Why would their, presumably very protective of her newborn child, mother agree to allow the bee to stay? Unless... Fuckin'. Ninja. Bee. "Awheglsyrs," their shitty little baby mouth babbled. Oh hell yes. Ninja bees. That was workable. That was very workable. Still, they shuddered as the bee crawled across their skin, it was gonna take some getting used to. [b]. . .[/b] Kohaku, their name was Kohaku. Finally got that one squared away. Didn't really take all that long with their new mother crooning it in their ear 24/7, but it all sort've sounded the same at first. Also, they had a brother named Kazoo... Kazuha... Kizass... whatever, they had time to figure that one out. At least Kohaku finally had a grasp on their own name for this life. Kohaku was also finally getting used to their fuzzy, winged passenger. Or, rather, they [i]had[/i] been until it began sticking eggs to their body. It felt so highly unnecessary, but, in the name of nin-bees, Kohaku was resolved to suck it up and get used to it. [b]. . .[/b] Oh fuck, oh gosh, oh shit, they were hatching. [b]. . .[/b] "Here you ģ̷̹͙̠̪͕̣̌͆̈́͗́͜o̴̢̢̪̘̳͉̖͇̬̮͂̏͑́̑͐̆̊̌̽̿̌̐̈́, Kohaku, ṭ̵̱͉͙͈͇̜̋̈ͅh̵̛̞̉͒̃̌͋̈́̓͜r̴̼͇̗̭̬̤̃̿ō̷͇͓͙̖̏́̓̄͌͘͠͠͠w̸̞͎͈̄͐̀̊̔̓̈́͆̏̏̾̒̋̎͘ the ball t̷̨̻̺̲̬̫͓̖̭͖̤̖̄̈́̋̄̇͛̓͠͠o̶̜͚͖̠̩̯̼̳̱̥̙̩̎̑́ͅ your brother." Kohaku's mother handed him a small, toy ball. They were slowly picking up the language, but... it was freaking rough. They had a lifetime of English already crammed in there. However, aside from the small colony of bees slowly forming under their clothes, Kohaku didn't have much else going on, so it was easy enough to focus on learning. Meanwhile, it had become apparent that they didn't have a home, really. They traveled a lot and spent a lot of time outdoors. Aside from Kohaku's mother and brother there was also a trio of men. Apparently those men were the source of the bee Kohaku had inherited. However, Kohaku also got the impression that none of them was their father. [i]"What kinda messed up life did you plop me into here!?"[/i] . . . [i]"I wonder if I can get a headshot?"[/i] "UWAAAAAAAH!" Yep. Headshot. And so passed year one of Kohaku's new life. For now... there was naught to do but wait. To wait until they absorbed more of the language, to wait for the bees to grow, and to wait for their [i]own[/i] body to grow. Meanwhile, they would plan... and then forget that plan because they couldn't write it down, but still! A plan would be had... [u][i][b]eventually[/b][/i][/u]!