Changes (4)

Then the thoughts of his new family crossed his mind.

'I'm a Yamanaka which means once I start my ninja training, I'll be trained in all their mind related techniques. Not to mention I'll get really good with any and all things related to flowers. The clan head Inoichi is my uncle and Ino here is my cousin. Quick side note try to break Ino of her Sasuke obsession as soon as possible. The weird thing is I have mocha skin, something not common at all in this region of the world. That kind of trait is much more common up towards the village hidden in the clouds in the land of lightning. Uncle Inoichi mentioned my father wasn't a ninja-like my mother. Which means he's just some guy that hails from around that region in all likely hood.'

His musings were cut short when Ino crawled her way up to him. Then she pressed one of her baby toys directly into his face. Which also happened to be covered in baby drool.

'That's just all sorts of disgusting.' Thought Ren with a deadpan look, as he readied himself to spend the next few years of living like a toddler.

*Five years later*

Ren woke up, to the sun shining into his room on an early morning Saturday. He let out a yawn and hopped out of bed to begin the day. Not much had truly happened in the five years of his new life. He had spent most of it doing what any other child his age would do. However, that would soon begin to change, now that he was Five. He would begin his ninja training at the start of the next school year. Granted, that was roughly four months away still, but he could hardly wait.

Ren now stood at average size and height for a child his age. He had grown out his clans well known blond hair. However, instead of keeping it neat and in a regular ponytail. A portion of his hair ran down his back and was styled in a thick braid-like manner. While the rest of his hair that surrounded his head was kept at a chin-length, wild and messy. A style that drove his mother nuts but put up with none the less.

He threw on a pair of dark grey colored cargo shorts and a deep purple shirt that had his clan symbol on the back of it. He headed to the kitchen of the house inside the Yamanaka compound. He found his mother already finishing up cooking breakfast.

"Morning mom." He chirped as he walked in and took a seat.

"Morning Ren." His mother kindly replied back as she placed a plate of scrambled eggs and toast in front of him. "What are you planning for today?"

Ren shrugged his shoulders in response. "Nothing much really, uncle said the other day he was going to buy me all my starter ninja supplies once he gets back from his mission. Then he's gonna start training me and Ino in ninja basics. So we can have a head start for when we head to the academy in a few months. So, I'll just roam around the village a bit and see I can find anything of interest."

"Alright then. Have fun and be safe, if you need me for anything. I'll be at the flower shop." His mother spoke as she then planted a kiss on top of Ren's head.

Ren finished up his breakfast and headed out the door with a slight smile on his face. If there was anything about his new life he truly did love, it was his mother. She was a very caring woman who loved her family with all her heart. Though that didn't keep her from unleashing her infamous fury on Ren's unfortunate uncle at times. Ren had kept to his personal promise so far about not inviting that wrath upon himself. Of course the trade-off to that, one could say. Was the fact his father had died before he was even born.

As he had suspected upon first becoming aware of himself in this new life. His father had hailed from the land of lighting. He had been a successful merchant, that had met his mother on a business trip to Konoha. They had hit it off well with each other and he then moved his whole business to Konoha. Just so he could be close to Ren's mother. Eventually, they married and not long after Ren had been conceived. Sadly, he died a few months later from an illness.

Ren had to admit, he was sad about not ever knowing his father in this new life. Though at least he'd been a good man who had truly loved his mother and would have been a good father too.

One of the more challenging things about being reincarnated with all his previous life memories. Was trying to ensure people didn't catch on too much about him knowing so much more than he had any right to. Ren knew from what he could recall of his knowledge of the 'Naruto' world. There were all sorts of danger everywhere in the ninja world, even in a rather peaceful place like Konoha. The last thing he wanted to do was garner too much attention of an old power-hungry war-hawk like Danzo. Or even worse, he garnered the attention of someone like Orochimaru. He shuddered at the thought of what that would mean for him.

That also brought up another constant question to his mind as he walked through the village.

'Just how much can I change with the events of things that are to happen?' He thought.