DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANY CHARACTERS FROM NARUTO BESIDES IZUMI, MY OWN OC.

A/N: Well, I know I should be working on In Time but I just couldn't get my mind of the thought of this story so ta-da! This is another OC story, something that I don't regret xD Well, I hope you enjoy this new story :)

"There's a rebirth that goes on with us continuously as human beings. I don't understand, personally, how you can be bored. I can understand how you can be depressed, but I just don't understand boredom."

Dustin Hoffman

Rebirth

I died on my 20th birthday. Ironic isn't it? Dying on the day you were born. I bet some asshole up there is laughing at my stupid ass. But hey, I was the idiot that didn't look both ways when crossing the road.

I didn't have a very interesting life; I grew up with my parents, a little brother, and a dog. We were literally the splitting image of the typical American suburban family, and I despised it. Everybody in my town knew each other; whether or not you were a 10 year old boy or a 70 year old grandma. That why I wanted something new, something different. I didn't want to be the small town girl from Michigan; I wanted to be a city girl from New York, Tokyo, or even Paris. I wanted to go those big cities and just live. So that's exactly what I did. Of course, my high school life was nonexistent because of this. I went to school and studied, I went home and studied. This continued for the whole four years of high school. But my studying paid off and I was able to get into Tokyo University, and guess where it's located at? Tokyo.

I was free and happy. I lived in Tokyo, one of the cities that I absolutely loved. Japan was the country of anime, hot springs, and sushi. There was so much freedom! Imagine this in your head, a girl that was basically chained down during her teen years because of religion and family just set free the moment she moved out. Yeah, that ain't good. I still got the good grades though; I couldn't let my parents money go to waste after all.

You see, in Japan, the legal age for drinking is 20, not 21 like in America. That's why I drank myself stupid not even two hours after the clock struck midnight to indicate my "coming of age". And that's…it. After I partied, I walked home and got hit by a car.

So that was my life. Nothing exciting, nothing interesting, not like I wished my life was. I was quite sad that I wouldn't be able to see my little brother get married, one of my life goals. I was pretty sad I didn't have a boyfriend too.

If I think about it, I forgot to send my brother that box full of Naruto goodies like he asked me too this morning. Damn.

Ugh, can my life get any worse?

…Wait, I don't even have a life.

Duh.

Let me tell you this though, dying sucks. I absolutely don't recommend it. There's like nothing to do since all you're actually doing is floating around in complete darkness. You can't see anything, even your own body. There's nothing around you, yet alone touch. Have I mentioned there's no sound?

Like I said, I don't recommend it.

All I could do while I floated around was think about the life choices I mad throughout my life. I wondered if my friends would mourn my death.

Shit, who's going to take care of my dog Maple?

Stuff like this makes me regret dying.

…Wait, what was that bright light I saw over there?

Hehe, I'm gonna go see.

Now before you say anything (like calling me an idiot) I'll ask you this. What do you think you'll do when you've been stuck in the dark forever? Stay where you've been this whole time (in the dark) or go to the new thing over there that could possibly be your ticket way out of this dump?

Yeah, I'd go to the light.

It almost felt like swimming while I tried reaching the light. It was so weird. Every time I tried reaching for it, it kept moving backwards.

…Wait, how did I get here?

Oh well, I guess I should just follow the light. The moment I actually touched that goddamn thing, I fell.

And fell.

And fell.

What are all these images I'm seeing right now? I reached out to touch one and the moment I did, bright light flashed all around me.

Oh my god, the pain.

The pain, make it stop! Please!

It hurts ithurtssomuch-

…Who…am…I…?

"Madara?"

"Yes Izumi?" A little girl raised her arms above her head. "Can you carry me?" She looked at him with her eyes wide opened, almost like a puppy. Madara sighed and she knew exactly what that meant, she had won.

"…Alright." When he went to pick her up, a little boy ran up behind Izumi.

"Hey, not fair! How come Izumi gets to be carried and not me?" Izumi stuck her tongue out to the little boy who happened to be her twin brother.

"Because I asked him first Izuna." She said. Before Madara could stop him though, Izuna tackled Izumi to the ground, causing the little girl to hit her head against a large rock.

"…Izumi?" The girl laid there motionless, only the slight rising and falling from her chest prevented her from looking dead. Madara's eyes widened and he fell to his knees to check Izumi's head. When he removed his hands, he saw blood on them.

"Damn it! Izuna, go get Katsumi." The boy stood there motionless, fear in his eyes. "Now!" Madara snapped. Izuna took one last look at his twin sister and ran off to find Katsumi, his older brother by three years.

"Izumi? Can you hear me?" Madara tried asking. He knew it was pointless; his little sister was out cold. He gently picked her up and carefully started walking towards the main house. When he reached the house, he could see Izuna and Katsumi standing by the front door.

"M-Madara, I got Katsumi!"

"Thank you Izuna." Madara took off his shoes and headed towards Izuna and Izumi's adjoined room. Out of the four siblings Madara had, Katsumi was by far the best at iryo-ninjutsu. It probably didn't help that Izuna and Izumi were still four. Arata pulled out a futon from the closet, letting Madara put Izumi down onto a futon.

"Big brother, what happened to Izumi-chan?" He heard Katsumi ask.

"Izuna tackled her to the ground and she hit her head pretty bad against a large rock. She's bleeding slightly from the wound." He could see Izuna hiding behind Arata, watching Katsumi heal their sister's head wound.

"Is she going to be okay Katsumi-niisan?" Arata asked.

"I'm pretty sure she'll be fine." All the brothers could see the green chakra surrounding Katsumi's hand under Izumi's head. There was silence as they all waited for him to finish his healing, until they heard the front door slide open.

"Crap, I forgot about father!" They all heard Madara say. "I'll go distract him so Katsumi, for the love of Kami please hurry!" He said. He left the room in a hurry and they could hear their father asking questions. Arata grabbed Izuna's arm and dragged him into his own room.

"Come on…" Katsumi said. Sweat started dripping from his forehead from the fear of their father finding out. When he finished, he could sense his father walking down the hallway to the room he was currently occupying.

"Where's Izumi?" He heard his father asking Madara.

"She's uh… not feeling very well." Realizing that there was nowhere for him to go, Katsumi stood up, brushed the sweat from his face, and acted like he was taking Izumi's temperature. It was sheer luck that their father, Tajima, opened the door at that exact moment.

"Well, why didn't you get Kenji?"

"It was because Katsumi was already in the house and we figured to let him see to Izumi." Katsumi moved away as Tajima walked over to his daughter and felt her head, checking for a fever.

"She seems fine." He looked at his second-born son.

"She probably was outside with Izuna for too long." Katsumi said.

"…Alright then." Tajima stood up, brushed his hands on his pants, and walked out of the room without saying a word. Madara let out a breath, not realizing that he had kept his breath in throughout the whole ordeal.

"She should wake up soon Big Brother."

"Thank Kami." Madara looked out of the door to see Arata's door slightly opened. "Arata, you can come out with Izuna now." The moment he said that, Izuna came flying out of the room, tears in his eyes.

"…Izuna?" Everybody's head flipped toward the sudden voice.

"Izumi! I'm so sorry!"

"Are you okay Izumi?"

"I-I'm fine. Who healed me?"

"I did Izumi-chan." Everybody was relieved that their little sister seemed fine, but Madara could tell something was different. She seemed… off.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked her.

"…Yeah, I'm fine." Arata and Katsumi left the room because their father had called for them.

"Izuna, why don't you go with Arata?" Madara asked. He saw Izuna's eyes widen and he ran off, excited. Arata was, after all, Izuna's favorite sibling (next to Izumi). "Izumi, if you feel any pain or anything in your head, tell me or the others okay?" Izumi looked up at him and Madara had to contain his shock from what he saw.

"Of course. I'm really tired, so can I sleep?" Madara nodded numbly and helped her get comfortable in her futon. He took one last look at his sister and slide her door closed. 'It doesn't make any sense, why do her eyes look so different? They look so…old, so much different from earlier.' He shook his head and walked away, leaving his sister to sleep. Unbeknownst to him, she was awake and walking around her room.

"Where am I?" Izumi asked herself. She opened the closet and saw her clothes included with her twin brother. She was about to close the closet when a design on one of her shirts caught her eye. After removing the shirt from the pile, her eyes widened. "W-Why the hell is the Uchiha symbol on my shirt?" She ran to the only mirror in the room and she had to cover her mouth to prevent a scream. Looking back at her was black hair and pale skinned little girl. Izumi shook her head back and forth. 'Wait, think about it. Your older brother's name is Madara. Your twin brother's name is Izuna." Izumi fell onto her futon. 'Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Izuna are my new brothers and their names happen match those characters from that anime my little brother loved so much.' Izumi's eyes widened.

"You have got to be shitting me. I'm reborn into Naruto out of all things? And not even in the main time, but before Konoha's created?" She groaned. "Fuck."

A/N: So how do you think? This'll be a TobiramaxOc story since he doesn't get enough love. If you haven't noticed, I have a thinG for white-haired anime characters. Kakashi *cough* Tobirama *cough* Kaneki (Tokyo Ghoul) *cough*

WELL THEN. I hope you enjoy this new story that I'm going to post!

…I realized that I just made myself more work now.

I don't know how I feel about this anymore.

JUST KIDDING.

Don't forget to follow and leave a review!

SEE YA!~