Amara Kagome, Replacement Mom

Disclaimer: I own nothing, except maybe the plot.

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Damn it! I curse as the alarm clock goes off. Another day in the life of Yen Nhin. I roll over in my bed and lay, looking at my one room apartment. It was a very modest room, yet a bit dirty with clothes thrown from place to place, but I live alone, so why clean up if no one cares?

The only thing I cherish in this stupid place is a picture of my family and some assorted items. One day about a year ago, my family, my mom, my dad, and my little sister, left for my uncle's house. They left me behind because I had flu. My parents wanted to stay home and take care of me, but I told them that I was already a young adult and that I didn't need them to fuss about me, so they left.

At the family reunion that year, a band of robbers picked my uncle's house. They stole everything, tied everyone up, and then burned down the house. Then, they disappeared, leaving no clues behind. Thus making it harder for the police to catch them. Even till this day the police still haven't throw them behind bars.

For a couple of months, I had become antisocial. I pushed everyone away from me. I blamed myself. If I hadn't been so adamant on taking care of myself, my family would still be alive. I couldn't think about anything except for that. My grades started to slip, and I even stopped eating and started hurting myself.

My teacher, Mrs. Sanders noticed and helped me through that time. She, with the help of my new guardians, got me to meet with a grief counselor. I'm proud to say that I feel like I have successfully gotten over most of it. Mostly, I push it to the back of my head, and I don't think about it and I haven't let it cross my mind since.

I lazily got up, I hate Tuesdays, and because it's the day I have to go to work early. I had been living on my own for a couple of weeks, and I still couldn't get used to it, though it was a lot better then being in the prying eyes of my appointed guardians. They still checked up on me every once in a while, but it was better than living with them.

Did I mention I was only fifteen? Well, it pays to look older than you really are. I am about five feet tall, with shoulder length layered black hair that's been colored to a dark brown. I'm not skinny, but I'm not fat. I'm average, as some people would say.

Sadly, I didn't have any friends because my former friends didn't understand the grief that I felt. The people I pushed away still have some type of grudge except for two people at work. One, was my boss, slightly creepy in a way, but really nice to me. Every time, I'd mess up, he didn't fire me, he even helped me with my problems. He was the reason I could support myself, after all, he was paying me under the table. He had this really big obsession with reptiles, and made everyone call him Snake. He'd become somewhat of a father figure to me. Protecting me and helping me and all even though at sometimes I feel like he's watching me a little too closely.

My other friend was Ethan. Ethan, being a couple years older than me and really smart, was a sure solution to the problems that I had all the time. Not to mention, Ethan was really cute, though I didn't look at him that way. He, was a big anime lover, so, him and I would always discuss my favorite anime, Naruto, when my boss wasn't looking. I had only watched up to the beginning of the chuunin exams though. For some reason, Ethan had never watched Naruto yet he always seemed interested in what I was saying about it.

I got dressed, ready for the morning. I went through the rest of my morning habits, and walked outside in the dreary gray fog. I hate days like this. It didn't help that I would have to walk the ten city blocks to my job. I walked across the street and saw a light coming at me. I froze, and into my sight came the paper boy on his bike. I sighed. I should become more careful. I walked a little farther, and suddenly felt like I was falling. I hadn't walked over a cliff had I?

When I hit, it didn't feel like I had had an impact. For some reason, after the impact, I felt like I was floating. It was all dark and I couldn't move. I heard a voice. "I'm sorry Nhin..." then, I felt something pierce me on the bottom right side of my neck.

Suddenly, flashes of color go off before my eyes and I was sucked into a space like wormhole. I closed my eyes since the colors and spinning was getting to me.

Then, I hit the ground. I slowly got up, hurting all over and cautiously looked around.

"Where the hell am I?"

I turn all around, but all I see are forests. I start running, running towards something, anything, that would tell me where I was. Finally, I collapsed from exhaustion. I have to have been dreaming, but dreams can't hurt you, can they?

"Who is she?"

"I have never seen her before."

"You think an aftermath of the Kyuubi?"

I woke up, my head hurting and the lights were so bright that I couldn't see a thing.

"Its okay honey, we are going to dim the lights, alright?"

All I can do is groan. The lights are dimmed and I find that I can open my eyes. I look around in shock. All around me is a doctor, a young looking Kakashi, and the 3rd Hokage.

"Who are you?" asks the doctor.

In my mind I scrambled for a name that sounds Japanese. I remember one from an anime I watched called Inuyasha and one from Love Hina.

"Amara, Kagome."

"Well, Amara-san, do you remember where you are? Kakashi here found you in the forest 3 days ago."

I shake my head; I can't afford to tell them where I am from. I was starting to feel a bit dizzy again.

"How did you end up in the forest? Why were you there? Do you remember anything?"

To each question, I could only shake my head no.

Some person asked if they could perform some type of mind-jutsu on me that would tell if I meant harm to the village.

Since my inner thoughts would be safe, I agreed. After the jutsu, the men talked awhile and I managed to eavesdrop a little.

"I guess she has amnesia. Who is going to take care of her?"

After that line, my head wouldn't stop hurting and I passed out from the pain.

When I come to, I am in a room I don't recognize. My legs felt numb, so I tried to sit up, but when I bent my neck, a shooting pain when through. My hand flew up to rub at the spot, but it felt different, I had just started to contemplate when suddenly, the door opens and in strolls Kakashi.

"Hello, my name is Hatake Kakashi and I've been volunteered to take care of you, umm... Amara-san is it?"

I nod at him. "Maybe soon I'll remember where you are from, we have reason to believe that you have amnesia."

"Oh." I said.

The days soon turned to weeks, and weeks to months, and I was allowed to leave the hospital and situate myself in Konoha Village. I had gotten closer to Kakashi over the time and we were now friends. I always felt like there was some dark past that was always hanging over him, but I found myself too shy too ask until a 5 months into our working "relationship" when he brought me out of the hospital to a field with a stone carved with names. There, he introduced me to his teammate and friend, Obito and his Minato-sensei. There, he told me their tragic end and his part in it. I still don't know why he trusted me with this information, but I think we got much closer after.

I also found out that amazingly, that I had some type of skill as a shinobi that the Hokage personally trained into me. Though I wasn't very good, I could make a passable kunoichi. While the Hokage believed that it was because I must have had a past as a kunoichi, I think it is because I watched Naruto so religiously.

I also made up a cock-and-bull story about how I didn't remember anything. But because of this, the Hokage decided that being a person with mysterious past, I needed to pass a period of probation that would last 10 years. While I though that was excessive, I guess it wouldn't hurt to be safe.

I walked around on the streets, not actually looking where I was going since I was still so amazed at the fact that I was actually here.

Suddenly, I bumped into someone and stumbled. I quickly righted myself, and then I looked over to the other person, about to apologize to them when I caught their face.

It was none other than a little 3 year old boy, with blond hair and blue eyes. He was still sitting on the ground and looked as if he was scared I was going to hit him.

"Sow...ie." he stuttered, he seemed so frightened.

Immediately, I knew something was wrong. Why was he acting this way? It was obvious that it had been my fault, besides, I pushed him so hard his hands and knees got scrapped.

"What's wrong?" I asked him, and as soon as my hand went out to touch his shoulder, he flinched.

I pulled my hand back immediately.

"Aren't you gowing to hit and yell at me, like evwyone else?" he asked dejectedly.

"Like who else?"

"Them."

His eyes glanced over behind me. I turned around and saw several villagers looking at me, no him, with disgust.

I had finally realized who this was. This was a toddler Naruto from the manga. Right then and there, I decided that I wanted to change the future and the events in the anime, regardless of the consequences.

"No, dear, I'm sorry, come along now, and I'll get you some bandages for those scrapes."

"Realwy?" he asked, looking so full of hope, that it would break anyone's heart to say no.

"Really. Naruto, can you stand?"

"I'll trwy." He tried to stand but couldn't with his scrapped hand and knees since he was only a little 3 year old.

"Here, let me help you." I reached down and picked him right up and situated him over my hip. In turn, he looked like Christmas had come early. Then I realized that no one probably had ever held him this way.

I started walking back to my new house. Sadly, the Hokage thought it was unorthodox to live with Kakashi as he suggested, because I was now 16 and he was 17. As I passed to villagers, some stared with anger, others disbelief, others disgust. I had an awful urge to stick my middle finger at them, but Naruto was occupying my arms so I settled for a smirk. Plus, it wouldn't be good to start trouble after only being here a little while.

When I got back to the house, I set Naruto down on the kitchen counter and started searching for band aids. I came back with two kinds.

I was going to clean and bandage the wounds when I noticed that they were almost all healed. Oh well, I were going to give him a bandage anyways, just for fun.

"Naruto, do you want the Leaf emblem or the ramen picture band aids?"

"Umm... Can I have both?" he asked timidly.

He was just too cute. "Oh Course."

"Umm... "

"Amara Kagome, at your service" I said, bowing dramatically as he giggled.

"Amara-san, what's wamen?"

"It's a type of food, what do you normally eat?"

"Wat everr I can find." I was almost bursting with madness when I heard this. I wanted to go throttle those villagers, but I calmed myself down, I still had a little boy to take care of after all.

"So Naruto-kun, it's almost lunchtime; would you like to join me for lunch at Ichiraku for Ramen?"

"I don't have any moneys." My goodness, a small child already knowing about money.

"I'll treat you!"

"Okie!"

We headed out to the ramen stand. I came here because I knew the owner wouldn't care if I brought the "demon child" here.

Since he didn't know what ramen was, I ordered miso ramen for him and tonkatsu for me. When we got the order, I expected him to dig in, but he kept looking at it, then at me.

"What's wrong Naruto-kun?"

"It's still too hot for me to pick up."

"Excuse me?"

"I can't pick it up with my hands."

"Oh."

I decided that I was going to help my Naruto in anyway possible. So, I took my chopsticks and a spoon, and put some ramen and soup in the spoon, I blew it until it was warm, and I let him eat. Like spoon feeding. He probably had never had anything like this done for him before.

"Naruto, one day, I'm going to teach I how to use chopsticks okay?"

"Okay!"

When we finished eating, I was curious, so I had to ask.

"Naruto, who normally takes care of you?"

"No wone, except the mean lady checks up on me once a week."

"I see." I was getting angry; no one took care of a 3 year old? "Let's go."

I had decided I was going to take care of this child no matter what. So we were headed to the Hokage office to file for adoption.

On the way, I sensed that Naruto was tired, so I carried him the rest of the way, and he fell asleep halfway there.

When, I got to the Office, I asked a Chuunin how to file for the adoption; he said with this case, it would have to go to the Hokage.

As I stepped in, the 3rd Hokage asked, "So what can I do for you today, Amara-san?"

"I'm here to adopt Naruto, Hokage-sama."

"Naruto?"

"Yes, Naruto."

"Why?"

"I recently discovered that this mere child, lives alone, and people abuse him on the streets!"

"Still, many orphans live alone in this village."

"ARE YOU BLIND!" I shouted and then realized I shouldn't have a second later.

"Excuse me?"

"Well, have you seen the way the villagers treat Naruto? They hate him! If they could, they'd probably kill him. He can't live alone. I know all about this, if this continues, one day, he's going to forsake this village and leave. He might possibly hate these people so much, he'll freak out and want to kill everyone!"

"Do you really think this boy will do that?"

"Not in his current state, but if enough hatred is focused on anyone, they snap!"

"I see."

"So, will you let me take care of him?"

"We will have to see if Naruto agrees, where is he?"

I sweat-dropped, then looked pointedly to the bundle in my arms.

"I see. Wake him up would you?"

I didn't want to wake Naruto from his peaceful slumber but I had to. I shook him a couple times, and he stirred.

"Wha... wha happened."

"Naruto, wake up."

"Okay."

I let him down, and he stood, wiping his eyes of all traces of sleep.

The Hokage looked satisfied with my treatment of Naruto. He kneeled down in front of Naruto.

"Naruto, Amara-san wants to adopt you. That means that she will be your mother, do I agree with this?"

Naruto stared at him in disbelief, and then he looked up at me as to confirm what the Hokage said.

I nodded.

"Yes! I'm going to have a mommy!"

"That settles it, we will draw up the papers and officially tomorrow, Naruto will be your son."

My heart swelled with pride at this comment, Naruto was going to be my son. "Thank you so much Hokage-sama, you don't know how much this means to me."

"No, I wouldn't."

"Thank you so much Hokage-sama!" I said, as I held Naruto's hand and walked out the door.

"No, thank you Amara-san, you are much wiser than your age suggests. Now how to tell the council…" he softly sighed as we were out of range.

Two days later, all the official documents were signed, and I was going to tell the world that Naruto was my son. Also, I decided that we both keep our own last names for simplicity. Never would I know that the council jumped with joy at the thought that they wouldn't have to think about Naruto's care taking again.

That day, I carried Naruto and walked around the whole village, telling everyone that Naruto was my son, basically warning them that there would be consequences for messing with my son.

No one dared say a bad word about him now since the first person who said something.

Flashback

"Hi, this is my new son, Uzumaki Naruto."

"Why would you adopt that menace?"

"Excuse me?" I turned around to glare at the speaker.

"Why would you take that monster in? You must have a heart of gold or are craz..."

He never finished his sentence because I had heard enough. In one punch, he was flat on the floor and had to go to the hospital to get his nose fixed.I was so mad, that you might have been able to see steam bursting out of my ears.

"My son is a hero I tell you, a hero, and if I hear one more person treating him different, you will wish you were never born."

I glared at the whole block as I said this, and moved along.

End of Flashback