Chapter 1 always a teacher

Summary:Being a teacher is stressful, being a Ninja teacher? Why did I choose this job

again? SI insert fem Iruka sensei

Rated: K+ may later change to T

Disclaimer : I do not own Naruto,

A/N: This story was inspired from DoS and Deja vu jutsu and other fanfic stories, I also apologize for the inconvenient hiatus I was on

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Prologue: Rebirth is a funny thing sometimes.

Do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on

- by unknown

How did I get here?

Oh, yea I died.

I died a simple and boring death, it wasn't tragic, it wasn't really a surprise. I was a middle aged woman and a workaholic. Stress would have eventually caught on to my body, with no sleep and barely any time for food,t wouldn't be able to take it in any longer.

So, yea...I was dead. Was I sad? Hm... Nope! I was free! So very free, from the little brats that I called students!

To me that was a miracle itself. Sure, I left people behind, they warned me to stop being a workaholic. Did I listen? Obviously not. As I wouldn't be dead if I had listened. Though right now, I should have been walking down towards the gate of heaven. If not for one thing. The dwarf that seemed content, in dragging me to who knows where.

Yea, I'm not sure about you. But I'm one hundred percent sure this is not part of the deal, when you die. Unless it's dragging me to be judge… Oh.. OH, shoot! I really hope not.

It's not like i've done terrible things in my life, I joked about doing bad stuff, but I've never actually done anything considerably bad. Or did anything that I joked about either! I need to calm down, let's think about other things, while this midget takes me to god who knows where.

People, would usually tell how they died. Some would tell you why or even simply tell you their background story. To tell you the truth, I'm lazy and my life was normal, nothing exciting ever happened nor did anything abnormal stuff ever happened.. So, instead I'll tell you, ten facts or less about myself.

One: I was a teacher and a good one at that.

Or at least I like to consider myself a good teacher, though perhaps a lot of my students would like to beg a differ about that.

Two: I was taught how to shoot arrows since I was a young girl

Now my dad wasn't a hunter per say, but my parents did sign me up for class, to keep me busy and away from home at times, otherwise i'd do nothing and spend my time at home to play with the neighborhood kids.

Three: I played the violin

Mhmm… Sometimes I regret really, not taking band class like my cousins had… or taking choir with my friend.. But at the same time this really did help settle me down.

Four: I knew self defense

….No comment….

Five: I knew about 4 languages in total…

That's all you need to know, or at least for now, Should I describe myself? Eh, I don't so. Why should I? I was an ordinary person with no special looks, just common and plain. No matter what others say or at least I would have been considered common. If my cousins didn't compare me to…

Nevermind, I'm getting off topic, right now. Back to the dwarf. Who looked rather pissed off, wait.. Oh He was saying something, when I let my thoughts wander off. Oops, my bad...

Giving him a small awkward smile hoping to make him look less murderous. He sighed, shaking his head, probably wondering why in the world I was chosen for this reward. Before promptly pushing me inside a funny looking door.

I fell face flat onto the cold hard floor. It wasn't funny! sure it may have looked like it. But it wasn't.. Okay, maybe just a little bit. I sat on the cold hard floor sulking not bothering to get up, I was who knows where and alone.

Or at least, I thought I was….

"So, your my new to-Umm I mean ward." A gruff femmine voice came from my left side Making me look up to my left to see..

A Kitsune and the dwarf that brought me here. Standing together, staring at me like I was some kind of experiment and they were unsure how to dissect me.

Huh, I thought from the description, of Percy Jackson it would be Thomas Jefferson as the judge on whether or not I go to heaven or hell.

Funny, The very subject that I had loved and taught seemed to betray me at this very moment.

They both inspected me. The kitsune girl, walked around me, looking at me from where I sat. As I refused to bow or show I was intimidated by the dwarf grumbled about showing no respect.

Well, what could he have expected? I mean really, I've taught teenagers, preteens and college students! My manners in respecting other people, that I didn't work with, was quite nonexistent at this point… What!? I know i'm a workaholic, but half the time we teachers only show fake respect to our more… troublesome students, if only to show an example on how way things should be.

The kitsune girl, ears twitch as her tail began to swing from side to much? I thought amused, looking at the barely jumping Kitsune. As she twirled around me, looking up and down to examine me, before stopping right in front of me.

"I like her!" She exclaimed, gleefully. Too gleefully for my liking, the way she said it, reminded me when my students were about to do something stupid, on a debate race.

The dwarf, just made a face,gruffly saying. "I guess, she'll do well." The kitsune girl nodded, frantically. "She'll do great! I mean look at how many, she had inspired! Imagine what she'll do-" The girl was cut off, when she realized the dwarf was dragging me once again to who knows where.

"EH!? Wait for me!"

"Excuse me?" I asked, the dwarf who glanced down.

"Hmm?"

"Where exactly are you dragging me to?" I questioned.

"Where else?" He said, gruffly "To your reward." I perked up, . Reward? He said? Well don't mind If I do! I thought, smiling happily. Perhaps, I should've let that gut uneasy feeling take over instead, as I never did anything to earn a reward.

Note to self, when you die. Don't ever let yourself get dragged by a dwarf or by some other worker in heaven. Just stay in line and get through the gates in heaven. I should have done that, but noo! I just had to have a blonde moment right there! And follow the dwarf or in this case let myself be dragged, by one.

Although, for a tiny… tiny brief moment I wonder if I dodged a bullet. My math teacher once said, she theorized that when you are about to get into heaven, their probably was a toll and she wondered if it be a math question that needed to be answered.

Shudders, isn't that just awful? Dead and ready to get into Haven only for a toll that needs to be answered, more specifically a math question… Anywho...

How was this! A reward?! Getting pushed out of a door 50 feet high! I was going to die! Wait, nevermind, I was already dead, or so I thought as the next thing I knew I'm freezing cold and there was a bright light blinding me.

"We go her out! She's here!"

Geez, what in the world was going on here? I wondered, before someone or something got their cold hands on me and wrapped me into what I hoped was a blanket, someone had me in there arms. I don't know what they were saying, Before something hit me, not literally. I Maria Nana was reborn.

Into an anime, how I knew? Well, I didn't. Not for awhile at least. Not until I was out of the hospital. My vision was blurry as hell and I could only see colors of what I presumed to be people here and there, speaking in a different language. Remember when I said I spoke four languages? Well, Japanese because I'm sure it was Japanese, was not one of any Asian languages to be honest.

Fun fact, I knew how to read and write in Japanese. But not speak it, bummer I know. It would have been extremely helpful right about now.

I was perhaps two months old, when I could see, clearly! It was also the same day when I began to cry bloody murder.

You see I was reborn, on May 26. As an only child, again.. Damn… I really wanted an older sibling, this time around. But it seems that fate had other plans. So during the first few months that my vision was nothing but blurs. I just giggled to whatever was happening, before whimpering when something in my body began to hurt.

I was acting like a normal baby, or at least what I believe is a normal baby would act like. Hey! Don't give me that look! I haven't been around newborns since my Niece! So excuse me for being uncertain! Not to mention I'm pretty unsure how to act, a part of me wanted to cry bloody murder, for friends and family I left behind. Another wanted to panic wondering what the hell is going on and lastly the small bit of my wanted to pretend this wasn't happening.

Uncertain to how people reincarnated and remember past life react normally.

Well who said I normal anyway!? Before you give me that look of what a cold hearted little b- well you know. I'm not being one. I was sad, of course I'd be! I left my friends, my family, my job, my students to defend themselves with horrible teachers, without notice! I no longer had MY past, background. I was nothing! Reborn into a different family, with a different history, and I would probably be something different.

Become someone different, because no matter how much I despised it. The sands of time were already ticking, and one by one I'd lose all my memories and become what Locke once theorized of children having, a blank state of mind, Tabula Rasa. Since no one can continue to keep their memories of a past life before it slips again.

It be like dying all over again… Changing myself once again….

I don't like change, I never did. I despised it with all my heart in my last life. Unwilling to move on from the past, always regretting because I couldn't move on. Wondering, hoping for things to go back the way it was. How I naively believed what life should be going, and yet I accepted change as well. After all, how could I teach, without accepting change? I'd be a pretty terrible teacher, If I hadn't accept change into my , the real reason why I didn't torture these people was because while I wasn't exactly their had I gone into the Tabula Rasa state of mind. I grew to love them, as at night, when I couldn't do much but lay and attempt to crawl or sleep was remembering my original parents words, when I asked, if they believed in reincarnation.

"If you remember your past like the one you live right now, then forget it and live your life, because in the end family is always family and they will always be right here." They said pointing at my heart.

I know, how can I? Will simple family is always family. Family, in the end is always with you. After all it may start with blood, but it usually ends with loyalty and the memories you made together. While it was going to be hard to forget them, with my depressed thoughts and at time unwillingness to change and move on,they will always look out for me, even if I'm no longer "Theirs"

Now where was I? Oh. yes. It was well over a few months, when I finally regained eyesight, instead of colorful blurs. My "Father" was saying something to me, that I wasn't listening too. As I was too busy looking around my surrounding. Unfortunately it seems, despite the mind of a woman, my eyes were still slightly undeveloped, that I scared easily, when I noticed something that mentally knew would still be there. I.E take child development, if you have a hard time understanding.

Who knows it could help understand what you'd be going through, if you get reborn and remember your past life.

"Look at me!" He whined,before poking my nose. Making me scrunch up my face, trying to glare at him. Not that I succeed, as it came out as a pout.

"Saa, leave Ruka-chan alone." My sweet, sweet Kaa-san came to my rescue. Oh yea, I almost forgot I didn't exactly tell you my new name. Well I'll get to that in a minute or two.

"Uwp!" I demanded, though it came out more of a gurgle instead. Anyhow, my new mom had gotten the message, loud and clear as she lifted me into her arms. Allowing me snuggle and bask in her warmth.

"Why does Ruka-chan like you more!" My tou-san wailed out. "She's supposed to be daddy's little girl!" Yeah, like that'll happen anytime soon. You see I was a daddy's little girl back in my original life. I still very much am in fact, but I find it his reaction hilarious. Yea, cruel, I know.

"Ikkaku" My mom said, exaggerated. Taking one look towards me again, this time something caught my eye. She wore a headband, on her forehead. A black headband, but that wasn't what caught my eye..

Oh no, that wasn't at all, but the slightly shiny metal on it, with one big and familiar symbol. A spiral… Not just any spiral either, a leaf, shaped spiral...

My name was Umino Iruka, Ruka for short.

Oh..

Oh! This... this was not good! My heart dropped to the bottom of my stomach, a cold feeling taking over me. Suddenly I was all too aware of the clothing style, our surroundings, which I head previously presumed to be from somewhere in Asia, all too noticing of the energy around us, that… that thing inside me..

Oh.. god.. What the hell was I going to do?

I did the only logical thing there was to do. "WWWAAAAHHHH~!"

Up in heaven…

The kitsune grimaced as she watched her re-newborn charge freak out,in the most startling way for her new parents. Did I forget to mention this to their guardians..? She wondered for a brief moment, before dismissing the thought entirely. Ah~ well who cares! Grinning she turned to look at her companion, the dwarf.

"So, will we have to intervene?" She asked, the dwarf looked at her. "She's your ward, you make the decision." He said.

"Ooooh, Right!" The dwarf sighed, silently praying to god for the poor girl. After all, It was her very own guardian, that thought it was a good idea to send her there. "To have fun." For the most part of all those years of sitting in front of her desk grading paper after paper without rest. He paused at the thought. Why there though? She could have been better off in a different world in a different timeline.

For all he knew the woman would strive to be ordinary civilian, messing up the timeline without any regard.

"Maa, I'll just have to leave her clues!"" The Kitsune exclaimed, eyes widening with excitement Making the dwarf sweat at the cheerful kitsune. She was having too much fun with this, he thought.

In Many, many opinions of mine I probably should have remained calm, wouldn't do if I had brought attention to me from the beginning. I really should have been calm, but with being turned into a baby with an adult women's mindset and the feelings of a newborn, psychologically the It meaning the want and need, would have won over the ego which is the rational part of the brain.

Plus, the overwhelming feeling of just having replaced the life you had worked so hard for crashed with new start. Anyone would have cried of the strong sensation of defeat, unease and depression. Even if you were reborn in a world that was popularly known as an Anime/Manga.

And not just any anime or manga, but one of the most dangerous anime there could be. Sure there were perhaps even more dangerous worlds out there, than this one; but still! I could remember a time when all my classmates loved this manga/anime, I watched them draw over and over scenes from Naruto, drawing their oc and even debating it over quietly and reading the manga, I could also remember them driving our teacher nuts with the Naruto instructions on how to Origami a shuriken.

Meanwhile I hadn't gotten into it until much, much later… During a time when my dear, dear beloved cousins surprised me with an anime Marathon,all because their beloved hero had a son who was going to start his story.

I still can't believe they named the poor child after a Mexican cuisine.

But there were a couple of things I was sure of, Umino Iruka was supposed to be male, a Ninja For crying out loud! The very same one that taught the very generation of clan heirs and many more afterwards. As well one of the stepping stones for Naruto, the main Protagonist! Of all people, remember Iruka being one of the first people to believe in him.

So what was I? Umino Iruka, Ruka for short. Born female here in the first place? I couldn't replace such a beloved and respected figure such as Iruka-sensei!

This.. This was not good. I was a teacher, for all History/ Government Economics and Psychology. I wasn't a cold, strong and determined soldier. I was a nurture, sweet and soft spoken.

The very definition of the opposite of what a ninja was supposed to be...

This….. This was not good for the narutoverse…. Not good at all.

A/N: So what do you think so far? Good? Bad? Also, I decided to switch Iruka gender for a couple of reasons that will be revealed later on, but here one reason I've never read a SI insert as female Iruka. Hope you enjoy! Until next time