Life of a Ninja: Renascence

1. Preface: Reawakening

re·a·wak·en/ˌrēəˈwākən/

verb

(with reference to a feeling or state) emerge or cause to emerge again; awaken again

When he died to end the war, Senju Tobirama didn't have any regrets. He had lived his 31 years to the fullest, he had protected the village his brother had fought so hard to make and left it in the hands of his beloved student.

As he closed his eyes, finally succumbing to his multiple injuries, the Nidaime Hokage was happy. He would see his brothers again, just like he said he would.

When he died, Senju Tobirama didn't expect to open his eyes again...

But Fate just loved to fuck with him, didn't it.

-((-))-

Years Later...

A blonde woman heaved violently as her inner muscles constricted in an attempt to remove the foreign object.

"One more push, Tsunade-hime!" The midwife called over the woman's cries of pain, "I can see the head!"

Tsunade cursed herself for getting drunk that night, she cursed Orochimaru for betraying the village, and most of all, she cursed Jiriya for doing this to her.

"Goddamnit! I'll fucking castrate that bastard!"

Then the blissful sounds of a wailing infant replaced the woman's screams.

"Congratulations Tsunade-hime, it's a boy."

Tsunade panted, hair knotted and face coated in sweat as she took the now quiet baby into her arms.

Pale silver wisps of hair covered the baby's head, the face was pale for an infant, but hinted towards an ivory complexion.

As she stared down at the baby, his face scrunched up and eyes fluttered open. Tsunade choked on a gasp.

They were a pale shade of red, even just after birth. Just like her Great-Uncle's had been.

Couple with his pale hair and skin, the little baby in her arms was a near carbon copy of her late uncle.

"Tobirama..." She muttered, cradling the tiny life to her chest. "You are Senju Tobirama."

-((-))-

Tsunade stared at her former sensei, her little Tobi, only two months old, cradled in her arms.

"So this is where you have been this past year." Sarutobi Hiruzen muttered, eyes locked solely on his student and the little white haired baby.

"Tsunade-san?" Minato looked shell-shocked, "Is that-"

"My son. Senju Tobirama."

Hiruzen choked in surprise, spluttering as he coughed to dislodge the pipe smoke that had gotten caught.

The baby's pale red eyes blinked open and stared at the old man as if scolding him for waking him from his sleep.

Hiruzen stared. "The resemblance is uncanny..."

Minato looked faintly amused, finally snapping from his shock. "I imagine it will be more so when he's older." He grinned slightly, blue eyes glimmering slightly at the adorable face the baby made as he looked around.

Tsunade nodded in agreement, "That's why I'm here... I'm leaving Konoha, taking Shizune with me to train her." She looked down at her baby boy, "And I can't take him with me."

"What?" Hiruzen was once again flabbergasted. "What do you mean by that, Tsunade?"

"I'm sorry Sensei... But Konoha holds too many memories." Tsunade explained, "Orochimaru was the last straw. And the road is no place for a baby. Especially the baby of two sannin."

Minato's head snapped up, eyes widening "Sannin? Sensei is-"

"Yes." She cringed slightly, "And he has no idea... It needs to stay that way." The blonde turned back to her teacher. "I want you to look after him for me." She stepped forward and placed to quiet babe in the elderly man's arms, honey eyes staring down at her baby, as she placed a gentle kiss to his forehead.

Forcing herself not to cry, Tsunade stepped back. "He's not very loud, barely ever makes a sound." She informed them, voice slightly choked.

"Tsunade..."

She turned her head away, blinking back the tears that want to fall. "I'm sorry, Sensei. I don't plan on coming back."

Then she was gone, leaving two men and a baby staring after her.

-((-))-

When he died, he definitely didn't expect to wake up again. But it would seem that Fate had made a different decision.

For one moment, he had closed his eyes, welcoming death with open arms as the rain spattered across his pale face, the ground around him dyed with blood and the fallen bodies of his foes. And then the next, he was opening them once again, finding himself staring at the sweaty face of a blonde woman with honey-brown eyes.

"Tobirama... You are Senju Tobirama."

The former Nidaime Hokage cursed his luck, because he was pretty sure this wasn't what the afterlife was supposed to be like.

Where was Hashirama-oniisan?

Where was Kawarama? Itama?

Why was he staring at what seemed to be an older version of his great niece?

The woman smiled down at him, cradling him to her chest. "My beautiful baby boy..."

Well, fuck.

Why couldn't he be normal for once and just stayed dead, damnit.

So, I'd like everyone to be aware that this is merely a preview of a story I'm thinking of doing in the future. I posted it to see what everyone thinks of it and to see if it was worth working on. If you notice any mistakes or things you don't find right please review about it, it will help me. But no flames please, my confidence in my writing isn't very high and flames make me question wether or not it's worth posting stories.

So please review with any thoughts you have on this story, as I'm thinking of posting it when I finish the first arc of Shinku Kyofu.

Thanks a lot,

Tempestas D. Uzu