Shimatsu House

'That bitch!' I cursed inwardly as my eyes opened. I knew something was off just by the feeling of being free, the absence of the familiar bone crushing pressure that comes from being left in a mothers womb gave it all away.

That God of Reincarnation didn't reincarnate me. She transmigrated me. Is there a big difference? No, I don't think so. I prefer reincarnation so I don't have to worry about my origins. Knowing that my new parental figures would be able to cover the history aspect was a ease to my mind. This just adds more issues I'd probably have to deal with later on in the future.

A wooden ceiling met my vision, I noticed I was laying on my back from the sense of touch that ran to my brain. Moving my head the best I could, I noticed I was still a... Baby, just not a newborn. The room wasn't that big either. It was a small wooden room that had every edge taped with some type of black rubber adhesive; Early baby safety things.

"Guu~" I tried to speak but as I expected. A little groan of incoherent words came out instead. I sighed mentally as I gave into the fact that I wouldn't be able to do much as I was right now. I could risk opening my Chakra pathways, but I'd probably blow the house up, along with my body.

I'll wait till I'm at least four... Hopefully that would be sooner rather than later.

TAP!* TAP!*

Two heavy footsteps outside my rooms doorway creaked the wooden floorboards, catching my attention. I eyed the door and soon came a woman with ash blonde hair that was tied up in a long loose pony-tail. Two wide bundles of thick hair laid down her face, partially covering her ocean bluish emerald eyes. She was dressed in a regular salmon pink kimono that blended well with her pinkish white skin crystal clear skin.

She naturally gave off this homey, mother vibe that seemed to put my mind at ease just by seeing her smile. She approached me with a glint in her eye that sent shivers down my spine... It seems I got a dotting mother in this world. Oh bless my soul.

"Uuu~ How's my little baby?~" She cooed, poking and tickling at my abdomen. It tickled, it felt like a... heavy feather was brushing and caressing my insides. I couldn't help but let out a little stifled giggle. My mothers gaze shifted, a glint of overwhelming love and affection passing over as her lips tuned into a coy smile.

I felt like I was put into a trance... Such a smile belonged to my mother... A natural smile like that is sure to cause trouble... Let alone her beauty. Whoever she had me with must be a lucky man. Maybe he's good-looking in his own right.

After tickling and prodding, my mother turned away, obviously looking for something within the various drawers, shelves and tables. She hummed a soft tune as she occasionally came to mess around with me. While she was searching, she ended up branching off into talking about my father, telling me about what a great ninja he is and that he's a village hero.

I took note that she never used any past tense words, so it's safe for me to assume my father is alive in this life. That's nice. Usually they're absent because... Life's unfair.

...

My mother ended up heading back to the other room after feeding me for a bit. Saying she'll come by in a bit, not before telling me to take a nap... Which I so happily obliged. I was sleepy as crap. Her presence casted a spell on me not to mention the little song she sang.

During my nap, I was woken up by the sound of more footsteps, they were a lot lighter than my mothers, like they were purposefully trying to silence their feet. It wasn't silenced enough for me to not notice however.

I eyed the door cautiously. I don't know how long I slept but it couldn't have been too long. The suns still out even though it's setting now. Or rising? I don't know, can't really tell from the corner of the room I'm shoved in. My eyebrows furrowed instinctively, like a person with blurry vision trying to focus on something in the distance.

...

The door swung open with excitement, following up behind it's open path was a man with spiky black hair and big beautiful blue ocean eyes. His skin was much like my mothers, porcelain and almost doll like, but his energy was definitely more energetic than her.

With a smile pasted to his face, his pearly whites almost reflecting the sun light that snuck its way through the bamboo blinds, he jumped towards my cradle- Arms stretched forward as if he was about to catch himself from a fall.

"Uuuu~ It's been so long since I've seen you! Daddy's had a long hard day of protecting the village, being a hero is hard... You want to hear all about it don't you?" Picking me up in his arms, he held me up high in the air, above his head. His smile was contagious, I couldn't help but smile myself.

'I guess he and my mother have that same effect. They both must be popular...' I mused, my smile growing by the second. He began to tell me about his day, his mission out on the border of the Land of Fire. Exaggerating it a bit, he explained that he was a on a really high-class mission, one to dispose of a run-away Jonin that tried to desert the village.

"I had to be quick! Quicker than anyone else in order to catch him... If he made it past the border, I would've been shit- Oops, I mean, well out of luck!" A bead of sweat began to roll down his face, hearing his blunder. His eyes darted behind him and at the windows, looking to make sure the demon of the Shimatsu house hold wasn't lurking around close enough to hear his mistake and drag him down to hell for punishment.

Knowing mothers personality through the little experience of this child's body, I smirked deviously and giggled loudly. My fathers eyes beamed with joy, thinking his story was so entertaining that it made me happy. It WAS entertaining, but now I have something else to entertain me.

Something much better.

Waltzing through the door was none other than my mother, Susu Shimatsu, The Demon of The Shimatsu family. I couldn't have asked for such perfect timing even if I wanted too.

'Hehe~'

"Shit!" My fathers beaming face staggered and his face quickly begin to drain. Paling so fast one would think he's pissing every ounce of blood out his body due to fear. It wasn't a secret in this house that my mother was stronger than my father. Hell, even if she wasn't she'd still strike fear into the heart of my father.

After all, Happy Wife Happy Life.

My mothers words of greeting got stuck in her throat. Her face darkened as her once world brightening smile turned to one of pure malice.

"Mobu, dear~ I didn't know you'd be home so early! I thought you'd get home later, you know, at dinner time? It was a great surprise that you were here though! But who would've thought that you would be teaching little Kaidou new vocabulary..." My father held me close, clinging to me as if I was a stuffed animal here to protect him from his demons. He visibly began to shake as his words fumbled to come together.

My giggles were the only thing keeping this poor husband alive... It was quite fun!

"I-I'm sorry my love! I-I didn't; It was an accident! I swear!" He tried to plead his case, but to no avail...

Tonight was the night I witnessed the wrath of Susu Shimatsu... What a scary woman.