Her uncle was a Samurai. He was the leader to their family, powerful, tall, and broad shouldered. Her uncle was the closest thing to a father she had seeing as how her biological one wasn't in the picture. He was raised young to live by the Bushido and he will die by it as well.

Her father was a linguist. In fact he was the head of the department, talented and fluent with a thin build. He always did have an interest in languages, so it was no wonder as to his profession.

Her mother was the sister of the Taisho. She was strong willed and resilient and therefore she was never phased the mutterings of 'bastard child' she heard trailing after her swollen stomach. At night she would whisper to her unborn daughter and tell her to grow strong so that she can slit the throats of all those who would dare oppose her rise to power because undoubtedly, there would be many. Her mother is a beautiful, proud woman.

Her mother was an artist studying in Europe. She met her father while he was attempting to speak horrible Caracasto a vendor. With her mastery of the dialect and his charisma, it was practically fated to happen. She fell pregnant two years after their initial meeting and when the news was broken to their families, the couple was greeted with joyful congratulations.

She was conceived on the twenty third of June. It was a long birth full of contractions, but not once did her mother cry out. Shouldering the pain she pushed out her legacy and held the white haired child close to her bosom.

It was a quick arrival, less than two hours hours before their child was brought into the world. Her mother screamed the whole while but smiled in joy at the bundle in her arms.

She was named Hanazono Byakuran.

White orchid of the flower garden. It fits when her appearance was taken into consideration.

She was named Julia Grace.

Youthful grace of God. Less than suitable but it was pretty.

Byakuran was born on the outskirts outside of the land of Iron in a village called Sabi no Mura. Soon after they were on the move, her family was eager to return home although it will take time.

Julia was born in Chicago, a place called Lakeshore East, she stayed there for most of her life, content.

Byakuran has memories of another place, another time, another world. Sometimes she would think of her other family, sometimes she would wish to go back but knew she couldn't.

Grace has no other consciousness, she lives her life with minimal regrets or wants. Why would she wish to go home when she was already there?

One was alive.

The other dead, placed in a body that was not her first.

So with no other choice Julia Grace became Hanazono Byakuran, daughter to the Samurai. Follower of the Bushido.

Being placed into a new body was a discerning experience to say the least. Blurred vision, blurred movements, hell blurred emotions!

Most of her infanthood revolved around the three B's and she was happy to report not having remembered much. There would be no recollections of traumatizing breasts feeding sessions, of soiling herself, or suffering through the inane boredom for her.

Byakuran truly came to liberation on the ninth month mark of her life. Sure crawling was far slower than walking but hey, mobility.

Although with that mobility she came across the second biggest shock that ranked right after being reincarnated.

She was in an anime world.

How did she figure this out one may ask?

Chakra.

Pure unadulterated chakra.

It was left, right, up, and down. It stuck to everything and everyone and it was so blatantly obvious she wanted to scream. Byakuran hypothesized that she was sensitive to the phenomenon due to her rebirth because in theory her soul was unfamiliar and foreign to this world's energy source and even if her body was native, what was inside was not.

So yeah, noticing the chakra was definitely a big tell.

Well that and hearing her family shout about the 'damn hidden village ninja and their idiot Kages starting their ridiculous wars, no honor having bastards!' about three times a day tipped her off.

After that denial was pretty much not an option.

This was Naruto and she, the little not even a year old Samurai girl, had the potential to play God.

Too bad she planned to stay out of it if she could.

Naruto had everything covered the last time she checked. No matter if Madara had taken Minato's half of the Kyuubi and Naruto was currently indisposed and comatose! That boy was nothing if not persevering!

The fact was that she didn't need to affect the story. It would turn out okay and she really wanted to keep her advantage. So she'd let Danzo do his ROOT thing, let Orochimaru experiment, and let Madara come back. Besides the people who could have stopped this had the chance to and didn't, so why should she pick up their slack?

Sarutobi, Hashirama, and Jiraiya had a lot of shit to answer for and since she mentioned them, she might as well give them credit for their major fuck ups.

Sarutobi made the mistake of not killing Orochimaru and trusting Danzo to disband his little operation resulting in the numerous murders and abductions of children nationwide which lead to so many problems in the series. Danzo was also the culprit of grave desecration, immoral experimentation, and immense levels of child abuse. And Jiraiya with all of his amazing spy friends didn't know about Snake Face or the old Warhawk experimenting, or even that one of the orphans that he had helped had the goddamn Rinnegan!

What use was his information ring if he didn't catch wind of such obvious things?

Oh and Hashirama should have just gotten rid of Madara when he had the fucking chance or at the very least attempted to stop the blatant discrimination against the already volatile man. If they were friends he should have put a stop to Tobirama's frankly disgusting prejudice.

But she digressed. Let the ninja world work it out until the new war broke out. Then she would jump in when her people were needed, after all what decent Samurai would just go gallivanting around with a bunch of ninja?

Hanazono were of the Bushido through and through, so it didn't matter if some Shinobi were pretty cool. Her kaa-chan and oji-san trumped them through and through.

If it wasn't already inferenced, they were her prized people.

Her mother, Tatami was a dazzling woman with turquoise hair, brown skin, and violet eyes - blame the Naruto effect for the strange coloring. She was talented with a katana and deadly with a wazashi. Her mother had gone out on her 22nd birthday and came back on her 24th with her pregnancy showing.

Yes her mother used the hypothetical turkey baster method to get a child. Tatami explained it out, met this guy, he was strong, had sex, made sure to that she was with child and she vanished.

Ethically horrible but then again, the woman kills on an order. It wasn't exactly surprising how she came about.

Her uncle Sojiro had the same coloring as her mother. He was stern, powerful, but he cared for her. A Taisho who served in the land of Iron's military, Hanazono Sojiro was not to be messed with.

Now the only thing Byakuran shared in common with her relatives were her eyes. Other than that it's white tresses that fell lazily around her ears instead of that pretty blue. It was too bad really, she liked the family hair color.

When she reached the age of a two years her mother and uncle finally decided to teach her the code.

And what was the code? Only the guideline of every person within her clan.

The Bushidō code was made up by eight virtues:

The first was Rectitude (義 gi): Act with properness

The second was Courage (勇 yū): Never be paralyzed with fear.

The third was Benevolence (仁 jin): Know mercy as a friend

The fourth was Respect (禮 rei): Give dues where they are earned.

The fifth was Honesty (誠 makoto): Prize the truth.

The sixth was Honor (名誉 meiyo): It is what Samurai live by and die by.

The seventh was Loyalty (忠義 chūgi): Biting the hands that has given bread leaves a dead dog.

And the eighth was Wisdom (智 chi): One should not think as if they know, one should act as if they do.

These were the basics every training Samurai were taught and though these rules may seem soft compared to the more ruthless ninja, no one should allow themselves to be fooled by the vows. Every single person in her family including herself believed those guidelines made them a stronger warrior and that kind of faith went a long way.

There were reasons why her people were feared.

"Byakuran do you understand?" Her uncle asked her after explaining where each virtue stood and with a determined nod she bowed before her uncle and said exactly what they expected to hear.

"Hai, Oji-sama, I will uphold the clan honor!" She declared, forehead resting on the tatami mats beneath them.

Feeling the nimble fingers of her uncle's hands rubbing her hair she smiled and sidled closer allowing him to keep up the pretenses of teaching her kanji. She lived with a linguist all her life, she learned a few things and then some.

So this is my attempt at an Oc!Insert in Naruto. There are no Samurai stories and I just had to. Enjoy and please review. I am also sorry if I messed up any Japanese.

Edit: 1/23/16