To Belong Index

To Belong Index

She was the weird foreign girl, he was the most useless Viking in the history of Berk. Together they were just Leandra and Hiccup. Two best friends who searched for their place in the world. Would their search for it unite or separate them?

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Obaa-Chan VS Uselessness

Sakura Haruno is and was a character who divided the Naruto Fandom. The most common argument against her was that she was useless. Now what one shall do if you are reborn as her? Our elderly MC for sure will do anything, do not be her!

Or:

An 85-year-old granny and Naruto Fan gets reborn into the Shinobi world as Sakura Haruno. Rejected canon and modeled herself after Mitsuri Kanroji from Demon Slayer.

Chapter 1: The new Sakura

Maybe God or whoever put me in this position had a bit of mercy on me.

First I didn’t wake up Sakura, now my parents, after I screamed about my situation and second I woke up early enough in the morning, to get breakfast and go shopping for some Ninja Gear.

What Sakura owned differed from my style and Mitsuri Kanroji's; I needed to buy a new wardrobe.

Also let me tell you it was so strange being treated like a kid again, like a daughter, after three decades. I lost my parents sadly one after another in a short time.

Kizashi and Mebuki were nice people, without question, but I yearned for my parents since I was young again.

For the moment I ignored the feeling and looked around the clothing store I was in to find my new ninja gear.

Sakura's red battle dress, which I wore, would land in the trash soon.

I didn’t find 100% Mitsuri clothes, but the outfit had the colours of her uniform. A simple T-shirt with white sleeves, mesh armour under and pants in the same cooler. I also wore black fingerless gloves, the Ninja shoes stayed the same and I put my headband sideways on my hips.

Happy but a lot Ryo poorer I made my way to the Ninja Academy.

It’s a shame I woke up here when Team 7 got started. How should I get my Kenjutsu good enough before we reach the Wave Arc?

Zabuza and Haku are a headache just waiting for me.

I could bemoan my destiny or just wing it and I decided to just wing it.

I knew what was gonna happen, this was a huge advantage already.

No stress.

Let’s get this day over and tomorrow the Bell Test and then let’s see if I could start my Kenjutsu and testing if Breathing Styles worked here.

Thanks to Sakura’s memories I inherited, how else would I have found the clothing store, I reached the Academy without problems.

I slipped into the classroom sitting down on the first free seat I saw. No way, would I stand with the fangirls, worshipping Sasuke.

Slowly the classroom filled and since I didn’t want to sit between Naruto and Sasuke, Ino snatched the place.

She looked so smug.

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. Even heard hearing the cries of unfairness from the nameless fangirls.

Finally, Iruka-Sensei arrived and the class calmed down. He gave us all a proud and happy smile.

“Starting today, you are all official ninjas, but…You all are still new Genin…”

I started to zoom out since I knew his whole speech and waited when he started calling for the Teams.

And here it comes…

“Next the 7th group, Uzumaki Naruto. Haruno Sakura-”

 Happy Naruto jumped up from his seat, shouting a yeah and searched the classroom for me.

“Sakura-Chan! Sakura-Chan! Hey! We are in a team!”, he hollered.

Most expected me to be disappointed, I saw it in their looks, but I’m not this Sakura. I’m my version of Sakura.

So I just gave him a nod.

That everybody was shocked was the understatement of the century. Ino looked at me as if I lost my marbles and Naruto was confused, yet smiled happily.

His happy smile fell as Iruka-Sensei called for the last name.

“Uchiha Sasuke!”

Like a balloon that lost air Naruto grumbled down on his seat, bemoening his destiny.

Ino again searched my eyes, sure waiting that I rubbed it under her nose that I was with Sasuke, I just deadpanned.

This freaked her out more and I could swerve she cursed quietly.

I had to fight a snort.

This could be so much fun to mess with these youngsters. I may be again 13 years old, but I’m still old in mind.

I may have found another hobby.

After Naruto complains about being with Sasuke in a Team and Iruka-Sensei lectures him we are dismissed till our Jonin-Senseis show up to pick us up.

If hellhounds were after her Ino runs up my seat, hissing: “What the hell, forehead?!”

I'm just deadpan.

“If you wanna complain about being in a team with Shikamaru and Choji while I’m with Sasuke take it up with Iruka-Sensei.”

“This is not…Sakura what’s wrong with you? You dress differently and what have you done with your hair? You aren’t yourself!”

Cool as a cucumber I stand up and put my hands in my pantspocket.

“Ino. We are Ninjas now. In the eyes of the village, we are adults. It’s time to grow up.”

Dramatically I leave the classroom, leaving a flabbergasted Ino behind.

I don’t get far enough since Naruto catches up to me.

“Sakura-Chan!”, he yells. The boy needs to learn to keep his voice down. “Let’s eat together since we’re in the same group now.”

For a moment I wondered if we should invite Sasuke, but knowing the Uchiha he wouldn’t come surely. Another time we will try to bond with him.

So I said simply to Naruto: “Sure. Ichiraku Ramen sounds good?”

The joy on his face is so bright he could light up a whole town with it.

Wish I had a camera to take a pic and give it to Hinata. She would surely appreciate it.

He takes my arm and drags me to the Ramen Shop.

Lunch with Naruto is… interesting. The boy really talks about nothing and all. Reminds me of my youngest grandchild, my little Haru.

Like with him, I want to coo at Naruto and just pinch his adorable whisker cheeks, but I can stop myself.

It would be too weird.

Also, I’m trying to make clear to Naruto that I never want to that him.

I quite literally said: “Naruto, this is not a date and never will I date you. I’m simply not interested, but we can be friends.”

He seemed sad, yet happy that I wanted to be his friend.

Let’s hope it got to his thick skull and his crush on Sakura will die in the next few episodes…I should probably say weeks.

This is my life now, not an anime.

Ichiraku’s Ramen was so good, that I will definitely come here to eat.

With thank you’s to Teuchi and Ayame we make our way back to the academy.

Nothing really exciting happens after we sit down by Sasuke. The Uchiha did give me a suspicious look, but I just gave him a friendly nod and talked with Naruto about how good our lunch was.

Slowly but surely the Jonin Senseis came to pick up their teams, and then Iruka-Sensei left too, so we, Team 7, were all alone in the classroom.

I knew we would be waiting for a long time so I got out a notebook and began to draw. 

In my old life, I worked as an illustrator for children's books. 

I always liked drawing, I even learned to draw in Kishimoto’s Style. 

Maybe, in my younger days, I have drawn some NaruHina doujinshi, hust.

Anyway, I was drawing a scene with a mother who had her little girl sitting on her lap, both smiling loving at each other as Naruto shrieked: “He is late!”

“Just sit down and stop looking out the door. It will not make our Sensei appear faster.”, I told him, starting to shade.

“How can I when our sensei is the only one late?! All the other groups went somewhere with their sensei and Iruke-Sensei went already home.”

“We know Naruto, but it doesn’t change anything.”

I don't look up from my drawing while Naruto starts to set up his prank for Kakshi. Sasuke tells him that a Jonin would never fall for such a prank and that’s when I look up and see our dear Sensei Kakashi walk in as the eraser hits him on the head.

I snorted loudly, Naruto laughed, while Sasuke was just disappointed in the Jonin.

“How should I say this…”, musses Kakashi. “My first impression of your guys is…I hate you.”

Sasuke and Naruto frown, while I just deadpan.

We follow Kakshi to the roof.

Time to introduce us to each other.

I let it play out like in the canon timeline and Kakashi starts: “I’m Hatake Kakashi. I have no intention of telling you my likes and dislikes. As for my dream…I have a few hobbies.”

“What a letdown.”, I whisper to Naruto and Sasuke. “He only told us his name.”

Naruto nods in agreement.

It’s also now his turn.

“I’m Uzumaki Naruto. I like cup ramen. But I like the ramen at Ichiraku that Iruka-Sensei bought for me even more. I hate the three minutes that I have to wait after I put the hot water. My hobby is to eat and compare cup ramen! And my dream is to become greater than the Hokages. I’m going to make all the villagers recognise my existence.”

Kakashi-Sensei tells me now to go.

“I’m Haruno Sakura. I like travelling and learning new things. What I hate is ignorance and blindless hate. My hobbies include drawing, collecting mangas and knitting. My dream is to become a powerful kunoichi and show all chauvinistic pigs how strong a woman can be! Also, I would like to illustrate stories for children and one day have a family. I want to adopt.”

The looks I earn are priceless. 

Kakashi-Sensei seems utterly surprised, but approving, Sasuke frowns deepens and Naruto grins at me. I saw how for a short moment he was teary-eyed as I said I wanted to adopt in the future. Surely he thought about how he wished someone had adopted him.

Poor baby.

I will tell Hinata to give you a lot of kisses and hugs.

Now it’s our avenger turn.

“My name is Uchiha Sasuke. There are many things that I hate, and there aren’t a lot of things that I like. Also, I have an ambition that I have no intention to leave as just a dream. The revival of my clan, and killing a certain man.”

Another poor baby.

I wish I could tell him that Itachi isn’t the bad guy here, but an enormous asshole named Danzo.

Maybe if I somehow find proof…maybe I could avoid Itachi's death and Sasuke's intention to off Kohana.

If we had Itachi and Sasuke in the war with us it would give us an edge towards Obito, Madara, Black Zetsu and Kaguya.

Wait…if I destroy the Gedo Mazo and Black Zetsu before all this can happen then we could really get a happy end here.

Many unnecessary deaths, like Neji, could be avoided.

But how in the nine circles of hell should I pull this off?

I was so busy with my own plans, that I nearly didn’t hear how Kakshi explained to us the survival training and the fail rate of over 66.6%.

Oh, time to mess now with him a little.

“It means we have a 33.3% chance of passing, this are good enough odds in my book.”, I proclaim confidently.

This lifts my teammate's spirit up, while Kakshi I could swerve pouts a bit.

With a warning to us not to eat anything or we will puke, he leaves.

Well, first-day masterd, second day, the Bell Test in progress.

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Maiden of the Moon Index

What if Kokushibo had a pupil, whom he taught the original Moon Breathing before he deserted the Demon Slayer Corps?

Mochizuki Yua was born only for these reasons: To become a Hashira and make her family a respected one in the Demon Slayer Corps.

But if you only live for the expectations of others, who are YOU truly?

What will it take to find yourself?

A long, hard journey awaits.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Maiden of the Moon

What if Kokushibo had a pupil, whom he taught the original Moon Breathing before he deserted the Demon Slayer Corps?

Mochizuki Yua was born only for these reasons: To become a Hashira and make her family a respected one in the Demon Slayer Corps.

But if you only live for the expectations of others, who are YOU truly?

What will it take to find yourself?

A long, hard journey awaits.

I added a demon into the manor so Yua could fight someone.

Happy reading.

Chapter 3: Aura-Sensing

At most a few minutes had passed since Yua was separated from her Demon Slayer comrades and the children. The young woman ran along a hallway in the mysterious, changing mansion, trying to find anyone.

Her katana was drawn, her senses sharp.

She concreted harder, trying to pick up a familiar presence. What she feels was a dark looming presence before her.

Yua stops and hides behind a wall. Careful she looks around the corner.

There.

The familiar black color, tripping off a demon!

It’s a female one, with long hair, wearing a short kimono.

No other colors shine from the demon…this means it hasn’t sensed her yet.

Good.

That was good.

Once again Yua was thankful that she was born with the ability to feel and see Aura’s. It helped her a lot in her fight with demons, and also in her interactions with people.

Lying to her was difficult when one could see the colors you were giving off since any color had a meaning and Yua had trained her whole life to understand what they meant.

She gets ready to kill the demon.

Total Concretion!

Running up to it, the demon senses her, turning around.

Moon Breathing!

But it’s already too late for it.

First Form: Clear Moon, Nightfall Palace!

She draws her katana and performs a singular horizontal slash following a crescent shape. The demon screams blood runs down in a cascade it’s body and with a simple slash from left to right Yua beheads it.

With cold grey eyes, she looks down at the man-eating monster. Even in death no regrets.

Disgusting.

Demons are a disease, all need to die!

And yet you didn’t call out Tanjiro and his little demon secret…

Yua shakes her head, trying not to listen to the voice in her head. She needs to find the others.

So she starts running again.

I don’t know why I just didn’t kill the demon Tanjiro has with him on the spot…just…the aura it gave off…it was gentle and bright…like Tanjiro’s aura was calm and sincere…He is a good guy…there must be a reason…And I want to find out what it is!

The house starts to rotate and Yua can grap into a doorway. After it stops, she continues her running.

She feels their Auras, yet can’t pinpoint them clearly. It’s getting on her nerves. She needs to work on that.

Tracking someone was never her specialty and look she needs it now.

Awesome.

For a while, she runs through the mansion. Opening doors, finding vacant rooms, trying to not break her neck when the mansion starts to imitate a crazy carousel.

Screaming Yua falls out a window, crashing down on the forest ground hard. She feels the crack in her rib before the pain made tears spread in her eyes.

Not a demon broke a rib, at least she could have said she earned a battle scare, no, a stupid pathetic fall from an open window did it.

Her grandfather was right to tell her that she had to give more. This was downright embarrassing.

That’s when she also hears the sound of battle.

Confused carefully she sits up, holding into her rib, and looks around.

…What the fuck is she seeing?!

Did she hit her head?

Or was Tanjiro looked into a fistfight with a boar-headed man who has the weirdest Aura Yua ever saw and felt?

It’s nearly animalist in its wild and crazy colors.

“Yua-San!”, calls the little girl over to her.

She is in the arms of her brother and another boy, probably her older brother.

“Are you all right?”

“I’m fine…just…is Tanjiro fighting Manbearpig or I’m hallucinating?”

“I don’t really see the bear…”, mumbles the brother Yua knows loudly enough for her to hear it.

As she opens her mouth to answer him Tanjiro yells at Manbearpig you need to calm down and gives him the hardest headbutt Yua had ever seen!

She can’t help but make a face. That must hurt like a bitch!

“Ahh!! That sound!”, yells a bloody beat-up Zenitsu who besides Tanjiro’s Box. “Are your skulls fractured?!”

That’s actually a good question.

Manbearpig staggers backward, his head aka. it was a mask falling off.

Yua blinks rapidly and can’t help the blush from rising in her cheeks.

What a beautiful face on such a well-trained body!

Zenitsu doesn’t seem to share her sentiment since he shrieks: “Huh?! A Girl?! Huh? Ah… Your face!”

“What the hell? You’ve got a problem with my face or something?”, yells back the blue-haired boy with these pretty green eyes.

“You’re one creepy guy, you know that? You’ve got such a ripped body, but there’s a girl’s face sitting on top of it.”

“That’s a bit mean…”, mumbles Yua to herself.

“Why the hell are you staring at my face like that?”

“I-I’m not!”

Like the chicken Zenitsu is, he hides behind the little girl, Yua needs to get the names of the kids already, and denies having a problem with the pretty boy’s face.

Tanjiro even adds that the pretty boy’s face is quite petite, fair-skinned, and therefore attractive! Yua wonders if Tanjiro is hitting on the other male or does he just tell the truth.

She checks his Aura.

Well, Tanjiro isn’t lying and doesn’t have an underlying motive.

Pretty Boy is offended and wants to fight Tanjiro again, yet the other boy declines.

Their conversation turns only crazier and kind of funny as Tanjiro wants that Pretty Boy rests, Pretty Boy tells anybody his name is Hashibira Inosuke and the red-haired boy actually asks him which characters do you use to spell that?

Inosuke is so shocked that he freezes a moment, saying something about a loincloth, before he faints.

On Yua’s head appears a drop.

Kudos for lasting that long boar-head-boy.

The little girl compliments Tanjiro’s forehead for being so hard and even touches it.

Zenitsu and Yua don’t know that the other thinks the same, but both ask themselves how freacking hard Tanjiro’s head is and why he isn’t bleeding.

Absolutely crazy day!

A while later Yua, her follow Demon Slayers Tanjiro and Zenitsu and the siblings are together making another grave for one of the victims of the demons in the Mansion, while Inosuke sleeps on Tanjiro Haori and uses Zenitsu and Yua’s ones as blankets.

The group did good work already.

If they continue like this they will be done by sundown.

Out of nowhere, Inosuke starts to yell and jumps up from his makeshift bed.

“Ahh!! He’s awake!”, screams Zenitsu scared.

Probably a stupid idea, since Inosuke now targets and wants to fight him. He chases poor Zenitsu around, till he hides behind Teruko. Yes, Yua finally learned their names.

The blue-haired boy stops and stares in utter confusion at them.

“What the hell are you guys doing?!”

“It’s a burial.”, deadpans Yua, fixing a stone. “That’s what you do with dead people.”

“You help you, too, Inosuke.”, adds Tanjiro. “There are still people who were killed inside the house.”

“What’s the point of burying the corpses of creatures? I’m not doing that! I’m not helping out! Forget that! Fight me!”

Yua facepalms and grumbles something about all pretty outside and inside nothing.

“I see. You can’t do it because your wounds are hurting you.”

Not only Yua looks at Tanjiro in disbelief. Zenitsu is right with her.

Only because she sees how sincere Tanjiro Aura is, she doesn’t think he is stupid. Tanjiro being seems to be always gentle and caring.

Her conclusion shows true as Tanjiro reassures Inosuke that he should rest while they all will do the work of burying the bodies.

Of course, seeing how proud Inosuke is of his Aura colors alone, the wild boy is offended and proclaims he will bury more bodies than anyone.

“As long as you do something, I don’t care. Come on guys, we aren’t finished yet and Agatsuma stop pestering Teruko!”, commands Yua, which gets everyone moving.

Inosuke moved already before she opened her mouth.

Well, as long the job gets done she doesn’t care.

In the late afternoon, the group finally finished burying all the bodies.

Eight.

Eight human lives…just sniffed out like a candle.

All, besides Inosuke, who randomly headbutts trees, are praying before the graves in silence.

Yua prays to Tsukuyomi, that the moon god, helps these poor souls enter the afterlife, be reunited with their loved ones, that they find peace. 

It’s then that they hear familiar caws.

Kaguya and Tanjiro’s crow tells them to descend the mountain.

So the group gets ready for it, besides of course Inosuke, who still wants to fight Tanjiro, but follows after them.

At the base of the mountain, Yua, Tanjiro, and Zenitsu prepare to split from Kiyoshi, Shouichi, and Teruko, while Inosuke again randomly headbutts trees.

Zenitsu clings to Shouichi, crying like a baby.

“I won’t have it! I won’t have it, I won’t have it! You can’t go, Shouichi! You’re powerful, Shouichi! Shouichi is the one who’s gonna protect me!”

“Can’t you see Shouichi doesn’t want to stay?!”, tells Tanjiro, seeming to lose his cool with the crybaby.

Yua simply hits Zenitsu over the head, so he falls down on the forest ground, whimpering and holding his new bump.

“I’m sorry for this shameless crybaby.”, she apologizes and bows before the siblings. “Go in peace, children.”

Pointedly she ignores how Zenitsu cries out that he isn’t shameless and had to fight off a smirk as Tanjiro tells him he would have hit him on the head too if she hadn’t done it before because Zenitsu was embarrassing them all and making unnecessary problems.

The sound of betrayal of Zenitsu was funny.

Tanjiro crow gives Kiyoshi, the boy with the rare blood, a little sachet with Wisteria flowers in them to ward off any demons.

With that, the Demon Slayers say goodbye to the kids, who will go finally home, and follow Kaguya and Tanjiro crow to their next destination.

If Yua had the guess it would be a Wistaria house since they all needed to tend to their wounds and a place to sleep from this long day.

It was a bit difficult, but Tanjiro agreed to let Yua carry his box, while he carried Zenitsu on his back. Her hit had been harder than expected and had in the end knocked the blond boy out.

For Yua, it was an experience feeling the Aura from the demon in the box so close to herself. It did confirm for her, that Tanjiro’s demon was really different than all the other demons she encountered.

She wonder when she could ask Tanjiro for his story because right now she had to endure how Inosuke wanted to challenge the red-haired boy to a fight.

“Fight me!”, howled Inosuke. “I swear I’m gonna find a weak point and bring you down, loser!”

“My name is not “loser”! It’s Kamado Tanjiro!”, corrected him Tanjiro.

“Kamaboko Gonpachiro!”

How in the name of Tsukoyomi could someone mess up a name so much? Yua was astonished.

“I’m gonna bring you down!”

“Who the hell are you talking about?!”

“That would be you!”

“No, it’s someone else!”

“Can you talk any louder?!”, screamed Zenitsu, startling anybody.

Done with all Yua looks up to the sky, where her crow and Tanjiro’s fly.

“Kaguya, how long till we reach our destination?”

The I’m this close to committing homicide she doesn’t say. Whom is she traveling with? One is crazier than the next one.

“We are nearly there, Yua-Chan!”

“Thanks, my princess.”

 Kaguya let’s out a happy caw.

“You and your crow are close, hm?”, says Tanjiro with a little smile.

Yua just deadpan.

“I’m since four years a Demon Slayer and Kaguya is since this long my crow of course we are close.”

Awkward silence was now over the group.

Not that Yua cared. She isn’t in the Demon Slayer Corps to make friends but to become a Hashira.

It’s night when they finally reach the Wistaria House.

Kaguya is sitting on Yua’s shoulder, while Tanjiro holds his crow in his hands.

“Caw~! Rest time! Rest time!”, tells them Tanjiro crow. “Since you’ve sustained injuries, you’re to rest until you’re fully recovered!”

“Huh? Are you sure it’s okay to rest? I just fought a demon while injured, you know.”, ask Tanjiro.

“Ke-ke-ke.”

“"Ke-ke-ke"?”

Kaguya and Yua facepalm together.

“Let’s eat this thing.”, decides Inosuke.

“What?”

Kaguya and Yua facepalm harder.

Again, who in the name of Tsukuyomi did they meet?

Having enough Yua knocks on the manor door.

She has a feeling it will be a looooonnnnnnggggg night with these three idiots.

First Form: Clear Moon, Nightfall Palace is Kokushibo First Form: Dark Moon, Evening Palace.

I headcanon that his kata’s had more positive names before he turned evil demon, so I changed the name’s up to something more positive for the original Moon Breathing Yua’s family uses.

Hope you like it.

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