Different World, Different Air

Sitting across me was a middle-aged woman wearing professional attire, she held a notebook in her hands and adjusted her glasses as she asked, "So how are you feeling?"

I put on my best Uchiha face because showing emotions to a psychiatrist didn't seem like a good idea, especially in a village filled with Ninja possibly after my eyes, "Better." I answered simply.

She studied my face for a second and wrote something in her notebook, "Okay, Let me introduce myself first before going forward..."

And so began an hour-long session to ensure I had not gone insane, I did the best thing I could, I vaguely answered most questions, not speaking much.

To be honest, I was not a great actor so I didn't trust myself to pull off something unique, so I just acted how an Uchiha should have, not showing much emotion and only answering briefly. I naturally didn't like to act like that, but the things we do for survival right? After all, she might have been Danzo's spy maybe?

I knew I was becoming paranoid but being a weak little boy in a village filled with people who could kill me with a flip of their hand, especially since I knew one of them was very interested in my bloodline made it like that, I disliked it but being careful hurt no one.

It seemed to work because an hour after the talk, I was released.

The first thing I did after stepping out of the hospital, wearing standard Uchiha clothes, was to take a deep long breath and enjoy the sunlight. It was noon and the weather was not bad at all. The breeze felt refreshing.

When I focused a little, I realized something. The air smelled different, it was unique in a way. I couldn't describe it so I just felt it. It was like a difference in something fundamental but I couldn't put my hand on it.

'Diffrent world, Diffrent air, I guess.' I thought and opened my eyes, the strange architecture of this world greeted me. It was going to take some time getting used to everything, especially since everything seemed bigger because I was smaller...

"This is my new beginning..." I muttered and chose a direction and began walking.

I looked at the people walking the streets in interest, most people stared at me and began whispering. I didn't need to be a genius to know why...

After a while, I became a bit frustrated because I had no idea where I was going, I had gained no memory from the past of my new body. I made a mental note to get a map from somewhere and memorize everything, I had to know what was where in this village. A complete tour of Konoha with a map was in order.

I approached a store owner and asked for some directions pretending to be lost. They seemed more than happy to help.

An hour later, I reached the Uchiha compound. I entered the empty place, I could still smell some blood in the air, the place was desolate like an abandoned house. It felt creepy.

But I liked it because it would suit me better like this, for the activities I had in mind, the fewer people saw, the better.

I toured the place and became familiar with it, then I found the house that was supposed to be mine.

Seeing some blood here and there made me sure that I was going to sleep with lights on, I couldn't sleep in a house where a murder had taken place while it was dark...

I put the papers and documents I was carrying on the ground and sat to read them.

The person whom I had been reborn as was named Hiren Uchiha. He was an 11-year-old academy student at the top of his class. He was well on his way to becoming a genin in less than 10 months. His parents used to work in the police force, both dead. His grandma was in the house which meant the corpse beside the table that day had been hers.

How did I know that?

It was all too easy, since I was so young I theorized I was an academy student on my own, my birthday was on the paper in my hand, the other things were naturally on the documents. The village had taken all my documents from the house and given them to me because I asked a doctor for them, quite simple actually. They were more than willing to help that much out. The knowledge of the academy was due to the psychiatrist who had tried to comfort me by saying I was at the top of my class and would become a genin in 10 months...

As for money and other things, I had not inherited that much wealth unfortunately, Sasuke had since he was the son of the clan head. I had gotten a bunch of money and the house I was inside, finding it thanks to reading the address on one of the documents. I was also going to get a standard orphan allowance or whatever that was from the village.

I had no immediate financial problems but I was not rich either.

Those things were the least of my problems though, 'Top of class...'

I was worried. Being top of the class was not unexpected from an Uchiha. The problem was that I had no skill.

Top of the class in the academy meant that Hiren Uchiha had to have had good skill with Shuriken and kunai, the basic three Ninjutsu, and should have been proficient enough in Taijutsu.

I was none of those things. Heck, I tried and couldn't feel any Chakra...

'I have to catch up in 2-3 weeks...' I sighed.

2 or 3 Weeks of absence from the academy would be acceptable since the massacre had happened.

After thinking for a minute, I stood up, "First I have to clean all the blood here, then I will think of something, one thing at a time." I comforted myself and began working.

The blood was very stubborn but after a few hours, the house was clean. I took a long bath to relax while thinking of how to approach this.

'The only thing I can do is to train and hope for the best. At worst, I can just fake some sort of phobia till my Sharingan is up and go watch some shinobi fight and learn fast...'

I found enough stuff in the house and cooked myself something to eat.

After that, I found a pen and paper and began creating a training program for myself. I put into account all things I had known about training from my past life, from the way to rest and when to train and when not to...

At the end of the day, I had made a good training program for myself. I searched every part of the house for ninja tools, put them all on a table, then put what I was going to wear on another table, leaving the last table for food and other things.

'I have to learn medical stuff/ninjutsu as well but it is pointless if I start now, I can just use the Sharingan and memorize all the books there is about it from the library and comprehend them and start from there. My focus now should be to master throwing Shuriken and Kunai. The 3 basic ninjutsu and taijutsu should be easy with the help of the Sharingan in 1 month's time.' I thought and yawned.

Leaving the lights on, I returned to a room and laid down to sleep, 'The only thing left to decide is how I approach Danzo's problem. I see 2 ways, lie low and avoid attention and hide my abilities or to get everyone's attention so that Danzo can't touch me without exposing himself...'

I pondered over this matter for a while under the moonlight while I looked at the stars, the night sky was different which made me feel lonely. I sighed and ignored my feelings, focusing on what was at hand.

'It depends on the result of the training, if I can improve fast and my talent is good, I will shine and draw attention so that Danzo won't be able to do anything in case he wants to... Being low-profile is dangerous since I would make it easier for people like Danzo to do something...'

I knew that perhaps I was being a bit too cautious but I didn't know how my presence would be taken by such people. I wasn't Sasuke who had Itachi backing him in secret, making Danzo afraid of touching him, I was on my own. For all I knew, I could have been a sore eye in someone's great scheme or plan.

So with an urgent desire for power to protect myself, I woke up first thing early morning the next day and started my training.