This chapter took forever to write but is incredibly short and I am very, very angry. But my muse has been dead for the past... what, few months? Writing has basically been the bane of all existence for me. Welp. Hope you enjoy anyways, since I finally have an idea of where I'm going with this.

Also, note to self, never try to post from my Ipad ever again. It sucked. Immensely. And screwed up a lot of my writing. It may still have quite a few errors, do feel free to let me know if you find them. Im afraid in my current, sleepy state I cant exactly. Find them. I did put it through grammarly though but I'm positive there's more than some tense errors in there. I tend to do that alot.

On another note, thank you very, VERY much for the positive reviews! I'll try to keep going, as long as possible!

Kaguya stared at the high ceiling of the tatami-lined room, observing the rare architectural structure. High ceilings were rare due to the pure amount of wood, paper, time, and structural knowledge it took to build. But what was a emperors castle, if not full of rarities?

"... Kaguya."

Six structural beams, one very large one and five smaller ones running perpendicular to it,was the main structural support of the rectangular room's ceiling. Smaller supports crisscrossed the ceiling in a grid form, each filled with clay, or paper pulp. She forgot what was being used in this room, she could have sworn it was the clay. She was going to have to hunt down that carpenter again to find out.

"Kaguya."

Maybe she could even apprentice, or at the very least learn from that old guy. He was pretty good at explaining things. Oh wait, was that something shiny on the ceiling there? Maybe gold flakes? Her dad, the current emperor, didn't care too much for gaudy, shiny goods, but according to the guards and long time servants her grandfather and his uncle were both very into that idea of lining everything with gold and wealth. To show off, probably. She swore all the older emperors were children, trying to rub their wealth into each others faces, and throwing tantrums, which led to wars.

"Kaguya!"

That was basically the entirety of the Kaunan War! One old fart, Emperor Hodeki of Kaji, decides to show off some rare mineral he found by putting it in every single piece of clothing he owns, literally lining everything from his underwear to his hair in that stuff, and one other old fart gets jealous. Emperor Ange or something. Either way, jealous far goes to war with the gaudy fart, and then their neighbors pounce on them when they reach a stalemate, effectively destroying the two countries.

In the end, it turned out that the so-called "rare mineral" was actually just some common quartz-equivalent of this world that happened to be some interesting color because of the soil of their land. And there was that one other war-

CRACK! "KAGUYA!"

The emperor's hands slam into the low wooden table as he roars her name, effectively making her leap about a foot into the air, skin so pale that her hair stands out against it. The crack of skin against wood rang in her ears, as she sat there with eyes wide and terrified. Her father lets out a long sigh, kneading the bridge of his nose and grumbling about troublesome daughters.

Kaguya pales even further, but manages to speak up.

"Y-yes?"

Her voice cracks with fear and tears begin to well up in here eyes. Damn her lack of emotional control and her easily terrified five-year-old body. At her visible fright her father's eyes warms, just a fraction, but enough to calm her down. The warmth, however, also revealed some weariness and fatigue that had previously been hidden. Guilt sparks in Kaguya's chest.

"I asked you a question." He states, managing to sound incredibly stern despite the bags that seemed to be forming under his eyes.

Question? Kaguya blinks, not remembering any question asked, her only memory of the last few minutes all consisting of internal architectural rambling and the occasional comment about her father's worn appearance. No question came to mind.

Her father sighed again, louder this time, and she was tempted to chide him that if he sighed too much his happiness would leak out. She smartly refrained from doing so, however. She was certain her father would not take her smart mouthing kindly, especially not with the mood is currently in. The emperor let out another longer sigh, and the temptation grew. Luckily, he spoke up before she could blurt out her comment.

"I asked what had been bothering you so much." Her father looks at her warily, his eyes filled with half-hidden worry. "You locked yourself into your room for nearly three days, and we had to break down your door just to get you out. Not to mention all those weird symbols you've been drawing... some are worried you've been cursed."

Ah. That. Right. Kaguya immediately averts her eyes from her father's, glancing down at her tightly gripped kimono instead. That question was the reason why she started inspecting the ceiling, and somehow she had managed to get completely caught up in it. She shuffled awkwardly on her cushion, fidgeting with the pretty cloth.

"Kaguya."

Her father's voice cuts through her thoughts, not letting her go off into internal monologues. He sounded so tired.

"u- uhm... "

How was she supposed to explain her dilemma to him? She couldn't exactly tell him 'oh hey, yeah did you know that I am technically supposed to try to destroy the world and get tossed into the sky with a bunch of rocks by my sons? You know, according to the previous plot?'. Yeah, no. That was not happening. Especially not now, since her father seemed especially tired. But not giving him an answer was not an option, and she really was not the best liar. Her father's insane intuition did nothing to help.

"I- I don't think I'll make a good empress... ?"

She tries to summarize her worries into a simple statement, but it somehow turns into a question instead. That, however, was probably the best explanation she could give. Her head hangs and the grip on her kimono turns white, tense and 's a beat of silence and Kaguya feels even more uncomfortable. Was her dad angry? Or even worse, disappointed?

Then there finally was a sound, something that sounded like a wheeze.

Kaguya blinks. A wheeze? She looks up, eyes wide at her father's trembling form, doubled over from his seiza position a single arm used as support as the other covered his face."Father?"

She asks, hesitant and careful. Was he okay? He glances up with something suspiciously shiny in his eyes and immediately begins wheezing again, this time, louder. Actually, those wheezes were sounding less like wheezes and more like-"Ppffftttt haHAHAHAHA!"-laughter.

"Father!"

The worried look immediately vanishes and is replaced with an indignant expression, brows furrowed in anger and frustration. Why in the world was he laughing?

"-hahaha ha- k-Kaguya, sweetheart-,"

Her father tries to talk but bursts into giggles, no matter how much he denied it later, and Kaguya grows more frustrated. A part of her is happy that he no longer looked as tired but... why in the world was he laughing? This was a serious matter! It takes her father a while before he can finally talk again, eyes still filled with tears and eyes twinkling with amusement. Kaguya only scowled further.

"t-that's nothing you should be worrying about right now, Kaguya." He chuckles a little, wiping the tears from his eyes. "And here I thought something was seriously wrong!"

"Something IS seriously wrong! Dad, I'm like, destined to be this big mighty person and what if I mess up?" Kaguya all but growls, not understanding why her father finds this so amusing. "Knowing me, I WILL mess up!"

"Kaguya, child, you're five. Five. And if your mother gives birth to a son, he will be the one to take the throne. You really shouldn't be worrying about that, not now." He reaches over and pats her head, looking immensely relieved. "Think about that later, when you actually are empress, sweetheart."

Kaguya stares at her father with a deadpan expression, utterly unimpressed with his words. But they... had some truth to them. How was she supposed to change anything from the age of five? Perhaps it was a tad too early to panic? The whole fruit and world destruction thing came much later in her life after all... maybe she could think about it then? Yeah. She could do this later.

And like all procrastination, she would probably regret it immensely afterward, but hey, leave the future consequences to her future self. For now, she was just going to enjoy being a kid. An emperor's kid. I mean, come on, who gets the opportunity to be an actual princess these days?

OMAKE: PikaMew1288 mentioned that It would have been better for the SI to enter at any of the three points: "Just as Kaguya eats the chakra fruit 2. Shortly before she is sealed so she can find a way to escape without being noticed (Blood Clone for example) 3. Just as Kaguya takes over Madara's body and she then either trolls Naruto and the Gang or pranks them."

So I tried the last option? Kaguya's SI's mind arriving as Kaguya arrives/forms her body. Basically, crack.

...

The first thing she notices is HOLY SHIT I AM FLOATING.

And she was, quite literally floating in midair, arms spread to each side and the flow of pure power echoing in her veins. It felt weird but also complete.

Complete, like they've only been a fragment before, finally whole again.

Two people, one taller and the other shorter, stood side by side, tense and looking up at her from the surface of the world below. Another two, both around the same size, were caught in... her hair?

They seemed familiar.

Everything was still quite hazy at this point, her own identity unknown, and her own methods of floating completely unfathomable. But she was doing it, and slowly everything came into focus.

Her vision cleared first, and the burbs that were vague blurbs turned into sharp, clearly visible figures. The smaller of the not-caught-in-hair-duo, was a pink haired female with weird lines running down her face, hand clutching a blade. The taller was an older male, white-haired and tall, also holding a similar blade.

The pair held captive were young, about the girl's age, one of them dark haired and with a single multi-ringed eye and the other a golden-haired boy with bars on their face and their entire outfit cloaked in energy.

That energy was what focused next.

There was a large clump of it focused in her left sleeve, and it was also condensed around each of the humans in the area. The energy was also in the air, and it was also within herself.

But there was something about the energy withing the two boys within her grasp that set off alarms. Something about their palms...

Almost as if on instinct, the two were tossed far away with much energy. They were dangerous. Incredibly dangerous.

"Sasuke-kun! Naruto!"

Ah, so that's what they were... wait. what.

Naruto? Sasuke? Wasn't that from a comic? A story?

Her head tilts as she thinks, trying to remember. What exactly was the story about again? There was a lot of struggling for the protagonist who was...

Naruto.

Yes, that blonde kid was the protagonist. So then the dark haired boy was Sasuke, the avenger. Wasn't he evil for a while? Did they somehow come together as a team again? When did that happen?

"K-Kaguya... mother..."

A voice rasps from below, and her eyes immediately dart to her large sleeve, and at the two eyes shining within its darkness.

Her immediate response would have been to retort that she had NOT given birth to such a strange and grotesque being, and if she had, she would have definitely remembered because holy hell what is wrong with your body. But the name stops her words.

Kaguya.

The super villain of the story.

The reason why Sasuke and Naruto were fighting together.

Well, shit. Fate sure chose a bad time to drop her into Kaguya's... body? Was she always Kaguya, just without these memories? Whichever way, she chose the worst timing to wake up.

But then...

A wicked grin spreads its way across her face.

The white haired jounin, Kakashi, reacts first, paling and grabbing Sakura by the shoulder, pulling her backward and away from Kaguya. The protagonist combo gets up from the rubble, and noticing her smile, becomes hesitant.

Kaguya gently lowers herself to the ground.

Team seven immediately tenses.

"Sup."

Kaguya lifts one arm up in a lazy wave, and the group blinks, frozen. They seem to have noticed who exactly she was emulating.

"NOT ANOTHER KAKASHI-SENSEI!"

Naruto is the one who reacts first, both hands reaching up and grabbing his head as he falls to his knees and screams. Sasuke looks at her with a very blank expression, even a little too blank.

Sakura blinks, then blinks, again and glances at her teacher. Kakashi, in turn, is giving Kaguya the evil eye, in suspicion or for stealing his signature greeting is left unknown.

Zetsu twitches in her sleeve, his chakra giving off waves of confusion.

"Well uh, looks like my kid caused you guys some trouble." She continues, as if nothing was wrong, motioning to her sleeve. "Sorry 'bout that."

"M-Mother!"

"You have no right to complain, you should be the one out here and apologizing to these people, you hear?"

Zetsu immediately goes quiet, presumably trying to reflect on where he went wrong. Kaguya lets out a huff, completely ignoring how team seven's jaws seem to have become unhinged.

"I would make him bow and apologize but he's kinda in a bit of a liquid state right now." She waves her arm as if to demonstrate. "Also who's this weird guy I'm possessing right now?"

She pats her side, or more accurately part of her hair and her side, and she sees several of them pale. They pale even further when she jabs her arm into herself and proceeds to pull said man out of her, and tosses him to the floor.

"I don't appreciate having weird old men inside of me."

There's a pause, until Naruto snickers. Kaguya immediately pales. The rest of team seven looks at Naruto like he's insane, laughing in a situation like this.

"THAT WAS NOT INTENTIONAL SHUT UP KID"

Kakashi is next to catch up, and looks a little disappointed he didn't realize it first. He lightens up quickly, however, and begins to comment.

"I must approve of your decision as a teacher. Choose your partners carefully, and I must say I do not recommend having se-"

Kakashi is quickly crushed by a large bundle of hair before he can finish. He remains uninjured, but uncomfortably pressed against the floor. He says something, but it gets completely muffled by the ground and hair.

"It wasn't an intentional innuendo!"

Kaguya screeches, but there's more snickering, and naruto is practically dying, rolling on the ground from laughter. Kaguya blushes a deeper red and sputters.

"Oh shut it! I CAN go evil and try to destroy the world you know!"