**Author Note: heyo. Im definitely not putting nonsense here to fuck with the audio only readers**
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The first thing I felt when I came to wasnt the sensation of grass or bed sheets. It was an intense lightheaded feeling, as all the memories and experiences I've gotten in this new life flooded into my being.
My name in this new life is Kōzō Kurayami. Im currently 7 years old and have, just yesterday, got accepted into the shinobi academy for the hidden leaf village.
The only family I have in this new life is my Mother, Aoi. I had a good father, but apparently he went mia, when I was two years old, during a mission. Mother still believes he's alive out there somewhat, but, I haven't told her this, I gave up hope months after he was supposed to return.
Once the sensation of the memories fade, I take in my surroundings. I seem to be in the backyard of our small 2 bedroom house. While small, its definitely a beautiful home. It has two stories with brick walls and white windows,with a pristine white picket fence closing in a decent sized yard of velvety well maintained grass. It kind of reminded me of a farm house, but without the farm. Unless you count the small vegetable garden along the back fence.
Getting up from the spot memoryless me took a nap, I decide to head inside. The interior is even more beautiful than the out side. Its like walking into the 60s, everything was made of gorgeous oak, or maple, except for the counter tops, which appear to be grayish blue marble. There in the kitchen is a woman who, while not supermodel level, would definitely get a few head turns, Aoi Kurayami, my mother.
Mother was a tall woman, about 5'9", with long flat black hair reaching her middle back. While i definitely wouldn't call my mother sexy, cause shes my mother, she had an incredible figure, as she was once a chunin. There were two things that stood out the most about her, one being a scar from her left collar bone, to just under her left eye. Speaking of her eyes, they are the second thing. Her eyes are are the closest thing ive seen to blood red, other than actual blood. I mean their deep crimson color could even put the sharingan to shame.
Apparently the color of our eyes comes from a Kekkei Genkai of our dead clan. Its not a crazy one, we just have an attraction of sorts to the smell of blood. I mean our sense for blood could probably, no definitely, surpass the Inuzuka clans senses, but only in blood.
Walking up to mom, whos cooking lunch, I hop up onto the counter and sit.
"Hey mom, whats for lunch?" I ask her staring at the brown soupy mixture boiling on the stove.
She looks at me pouting "Did Ko-chan grow out of calling me mommy?" She says poking my forehead "My cute little Kozo, thinks hes a big boy now that he's in the academy. So mean"
"Its not like that momm- mom. Stop poking me" I grumble to her while rubbing my forehead 'damn, her nails are sharp' I think myself, glaring at the glorified talons on her hand.
"Im just trying to be more mature. I cant be a ninja, and still call you mommy. Thats weird" I make up an excuse for my slip up, making sure to keep it a little childish. Which isn't too hard considering the influence the memories have on me.
Mom moves over to chop a few potatoes, while still pouting at me "Not true. You can be a hundred years old, and still call me mommy."
"Nuh uh, thats even wierder." I say before realizing shes been looking at me the whole time and not the potatoes. "Maybe you should pay att-" I stop as she grunts in pain. Shes cut her thumb clean to the bone.
I jump over to her and grab her hand, panicked "Are you okay, mommy?" I ask her
She smiles at me with a fondness I've only ever seen from my other mom "mommys just fine sweetheart, I've had bigger boo-boos than this one." She starts, but I havent heard a thing.
The moment I grabbed moms hand the smell hit me, followed by an intense, overwhelming hunger. Without thinking I find myself sinking my teeth into the side of her hand, and hungrily swallowing the blood dripping from the wound.
Before I can come to my senses, I feel the impact of Mom's other hand on the back of my neck. I slump in her arms as my vision goes black.
"What just happened?" I manage to say as I pass out.
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**Author's Note: this is harder than I thought. What do y'all think?***