2: Regrets

I regret again.

Why did I regret.

I'd never regretted walking to the path of being a Demon Slayer, and take thd responsibilities for being too late protecting people from the Demons.

I never regretted how my mind said that I should protect the light of my world in my second life.

Maybe, I did regret it.

I regret letting my mind do things that my heart does not desire.

I regret that I forced myself fall in love to Kanroji even though I knew I would never have feelings for her.

I regret not saving my brother, and not telling him that a human being only live once so that he should do what his heart wants to do.

I regret for not realizing Kanae's feelings for me in the past.

I regretted that I never told them how my heart wants to actually say.

I regret that I never ask them why do they view me as their big brother when all I did was being mean to them.

Why is it so hard not to regret?!

In my second life, I am the darkness that protects the light in my life Obanai Kanae, Tanjiro, Yuichiro, Muichiro, Oyakata and everyone else is my light, in my dark self.

I wanted to cry,

Scream,

And torture myself for being stupid.

If ever, in my next life.

I will never regret again.

With that thought I black out.

***

I couldn't open my eyes from exhaustion.

Wait!

What am I even exhausted for?

"B... by..."

Huh?! Who there?!

Who's there?!

Shouldn't I be dead?

How do I still have consciousness?

I'm tired. Why am I tired? I've only woken up now.

I should maybe, rest and gather my thoughts... th...

-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-

I've reached the conclusion that, I reincarnated again.

How did I reach to that conclusion?

I could hear voices outside but not too clear. I am inside of a womans womb.

When am I coming out?

How many days did I fall asleep?

Why did I reincarnate again? Surely it is no God, if it is a God who reincarnate me again then it is impossible.

In my life as Iguro Oburo, there are a lot of Slayers that I witness praying to who knows who. They would pray to beg the God or God's not to let their love one's die.

Pray to let them live however their heart desires.

Pray to make them stronger.

And you know what,

Why bother even praying when it is clear they would never meddle in a humans affairs or problems.

It is completely stupid and hopeless,  praying to those shitheads of a so called God.

Sigh...

How troublesome...

Huh?! What am I talking about?!

Did I just sigh?! Nope, it's probably my imagination.

-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-

I could hear the voices clearly, it turns out that it was my new mother and father who adored me even though I am still not born.

For some reason my heart feel at ease from my parents smoothing voice.

And they would always sing me a song, saying how they'll protect me and will always love me.

I wished that everyday that my parents would be strong and lived just to sing for me.

But...

That wish would never come true...

The day I'm about to be born.

My new mother died, she died saying how much she love me saying that she was sorry that she couldn't see me grow up and help me adjust in this cruel world.

When she told me those words. My heart told me that it is okay to cry and with that my infant body cried harder than ever, I felt pain in my eyes which made my infant body cry even harder than before.

She died not because of giving birth to me, she died because of some men with black cloaks that cover the rest of their body I couldn't idenifly if they were male of female.

But one thing for sure that I saw gave me a huge clue.

It was their mask. Their mask represents an animal, I could read the Kanji that was carved in their mask.

Root.

Just reading it means, I have reincarnated into the world of Naruto.

But I didn't care. I didn't have thoughts how exiting it is or I should get powerfull to become a fucking Hokage or whatever it is.

I just continued crying.

I turned to my father, he was holding back his tears I couldn't do anything to cheer him up. It is said by my first mother, that when a man's wife died, it is like half of their soul had disappeared.

I stared into my fathers eyes,

Pain,

Hurt,

And anger. These emotions were in my father's eyes.

My mother told him that he should keep her Mangekyo Sharingan and give them to me when I awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan.

But I knew that deep down she hope I would never awakened this power.

After all, achieving the Mangekyo Sharingan is exchange for the life of my love ones.

With those farewell she told my father to run away and go to her brother.

My father couldn't accept it, he just can't. But he did it anyway, My father has been running non-stop for the last days and keep telling me how father and mother love me so much they would give up their lives just to protect me, and how sorry he was that he couldn't protect my mother, he keep blaming himself.

I wanted to tell him that it wasn't his fault, the situation wasn't his control.

Damn this infant body of mine!!

Damn those masked bastards!! And damn you Danzo!! I swear to my soul that I will torture you when I have the strength!!

-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*

Father said that he finally arrived at his Brother-In-Law's compound.

It was at night he snuck inside, the room was dark I couldn't see anything at all before the lights went on.

"Shukaharu?!" Someone said in a shock low tone.

Shikaharu who I deemed what my fathers name is turned around as he look into a man with brown hair that reached to his shoulders and onyx-coloured eyes, with visible creases.

"Fugaku!!" My father cried again as he called his name in a hurt tone.

Huh?! Fugaku as in the wicked eye Fugaku?! This guy is my uncle?! Looking at him he must be about 16-17 years old.

"What happened?!"

My father choke on his words as he replied, "I'm s-so so-sorry Fugaku!! I couldn't protect your Older sister!!"

My father broke down again. I stared at Fug- No Uncle Fugaku as he look like he was about to crumble.

There were tears in his eyes, his Sharingan activate without him knowing as it evolve into a Mangekyo Sharingan. It formed of three dots followed by three curves spiralling counter-clockwise around the pupil.

Hold on!

Didn't in the anime said that he awakened his Mangekyo in the Great Third Shinobi War.

My mother and Uncle must have a great relationship to the point where Uncle awakened his Mangekyo hearing her death.

"What did she say?"

"Your sister said, to not let the Uchiha curse get to you."

Moments passed Uncle seems to be refreshing pr gathering his thoughts.

"What will you do now?" Uncle suddenly asked still not bating an eye contact with father.

Father suddenly kneel at Uncle.

Shocking us.

"Shikaharu! What are you doing?! Stand up!" Uncle doesn't know why was father suddenly kneeling at Uncle, but I could see he couldn't care less about his reason and immediately told him to stand up.

Father ignored what Uncle said as he seemed... Begging. Why?!

"Fugaku, I beg you please don't reveal the secret behind Obanai's birth! I beg you!"

'So I have bore the same name that Obanai has.' I thought sadly, I shook my head subconsciously, 'I should be proud. It is the name that my mother and father gave me. I should be proud.'

Fugaku was in distress he couldn't bear to see his sister's husband begging him.

"Don't worry! Don't worry! I won't reveal it so stand up please!"

Uncle help father stand up as he stared at me.

"This child here is..." Uncle's sentence trailed off as he look at my father who was nodding. Uncle swallowed his saliva, "C-can I-I hold him?"

My father just smile as he just nod handing me down to Uncle's arm.

It was warm. Uncle, father and mothers embrace is warm.

Uncle look at me warmly as he sadly smile poking my cheek, "Hello Little Obanai. I am your Uncle."

I knew he wasn't excepting a response for a new born child.

But lucky for him, my soul is about 39 years old.

I giggled as I grab his finger that keep poking me, I tried to speak forming words but all that come out was a rubbish baby language.

"Bla... bluurr..."

Uncle chuckled as he stared at father seriously and ask,

"I'll ask you again. What will you do now Shikaharu?"

Father stared at me before responding confidently,

"I'll tell my brother about him. And when he become the Clan Head of the Nara Clan. I'm sure he'll be able to protect Nai-chan."

Nai-chan!! That has to be the most embarrassing name I've ever heard. But strangely I don't dislike it.

Anyways, Nara Clan.

I'm part of the Nara and Uchiha Clan?!

Why didn't I realize this? I should have known after hearing fathers name.

Sigh...

How troublesome.

No wonder I keep sighing, it is because of the Nara's laziness.