I own only the idea and the main heroine, the rest belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.

English is my second language, so if there are any gramatical mistakes please let me know, though I promise there are not many.

Please enjoy, and tell me what you think, I value your opinions!

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"How long has it been?"

"Over two weeks..."

"And still nothing?"

Voices?

"As you can see..." this one was raspy, heavy and tired, yet still by some notes I could tell that this person was usually a happy one... I could tell, somehow.

"We will figure it out. I am sure it isn't as bad as it seems, just..." the second voice sighed. He too was tired. Also confused and worried. I knew this one too. I forced my eyes to open, but they didn't budge, remaining sealed shut, "Where did your people find her again?"

"She was out hunting for an escaped S-rank criminal. Her body was found in the creek... already like this" something told me that the first voice ran his hand through his hair while delivering the information, "It is so weird... it's like I am meeting her again for the first time. As if the twenty years were simply erased. Must be even weirder for you..."

The second voice remained quiet. Suddenly, a rough yet warm hand was placed on my forehead.

"Why do you never come on time like you promise, Kiseki?"

I know that name. My eyes burst open from realization, and I immediately take an upright position.

"That's me." I muster, adding a third voice to the now quiet room. This one was raspy from being quiet for so long; high - pitched, not how it should be; foreign, like something from a distant memory.

I looked at the other two voices, or rather their owners. Both were grown up men, a blond and a red head, both staring at me like I have just came back from the dead... I mean I might have... The red-head was the first one to fall out of stupor.

"A-are you ok? How are you feeling?" his voice changed, now mirroring nothing but concern and relief.

"Fine, I think. Thirsty..." the second man immediately shoved me a glass.

"We were so worried dattebayo!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with relief, and I immediately chocked on my water. What did he say? How do I know that phrase? That... that kid. Kakashi said I will be joining their team. Orange and bashful, pink and love-sick and blue and stuck up. Those three. Plus the pervy one-eye man himself. But this kid... I remember him. He was always loud and alone, he never backed down no matter what. What was his name. Menma? Nori? No... but something along those lines. Was it food related? Naga. Nagu. Nabuto. Oh right!

"Naruto?" I could see his eyes widen in relief, "I literally saw you last week, why... why are you thirty?.."

"Hang on, so you don't know who I am?" the red head sounded worried. Not worried, disappointed perhaps? I glanced at Naruto, he was half-passed out on a chair, a little ghost coming out of his mouth. It was funny, but I was too exhausted and too confused to laugh.

"I am really sorry, but no" the man mumbled something under his breath. Suddenly the door burst open, and another man in a long coat barged in, behind him, Pinky, both unanimously asking if I am alright. I mean they could have just looked instead of screaming, now my head hurts. Glancing at the arrivals once more, I smiled and waved, recognizing the messy pony tail.

"Hey, pine-cone!" this forced Shikamaru to stop dead in his tracks and look at me wide-eyed.

"You haven't called me that since we were twelve..."

"So you don't remember anything at all?" and the questioning continued. Pinky, or rather Sakura, who apparently became a great doctor, was scanning my head with her glowy hands, "There is no damage to the brain, but your chakra reserve is almost empty... that is weird considering how long you have been out... and that you were supplied chakra all this time..."

"Is there nothing you can do?" asked Gaara. He introduced himself along with Sakura, though I could tell it hurt him for some reason. Did I do something perhaps?

The woman stopped her manipulations and looked at me, just like the rest three pairs of eyes. I was uncomfortable, confused, scared even. But I must stay strong. I am a shinobi. A Chunin. Stay calm and analyze the situation. I cleared my throat.

"So w-who is the Hokage right now?"

"I am." Naruto scratched his head, "The seventh..."

"...Seventh?! What happened to third? And Fifth and sixth?" oh no I will start hyperventilating. Breathe. I cannot use chakra right now I have a critically low amount. Don't you even think about using teleportation jutsu. The door one again slammed open. This time however, I was happy beyond belief. This time it was none other than...

"Kakashii!!" Ignoring everyone and everything, I untangled from Sakura's hands and jumped at the man, engulfing him in a bone-crushing hug, "I-I am so confused! The last thing I remember was going to bed, preparing to meet you in the morning! You were supposed to introduce me to your team! I was excited to meet the brats because you told me so much about them, I remember practicing my badass look in the mirror for hours because I wanted to impress them so much!"

My voice started trembling. I hated this. I hated the fact that I was confused. I hated the fact that no one was explaining anything. A familiar face. I cannot believe it. He isn't one-eyed anymore! I'll have to ask what happened. No, I have to stop crying. I felt the silver-haired warrior's hand on my hair.

"I knew it. You liked them straight away."

"W-wha..."

"Where do I start..." everyone sat in a small circle, whilst Kakashi prepared to deliver a speech, - "Well. Alright. I don't know what you are thinking, Kiseki, but you did not mysteriously travel through time. You grew up with everyone. You fought with us, laughed with us... fell in love like everyone... The short version of the whole story would be you becoming the chief of the Anbu police for a while like you always wanted. After the Third Ninja War you dedicated yourself to fighting crime and building Konoha into a peaceful city it is today. The day we lost you, you went after an S-ranked criminal. He escaped from Sunagakure. You promised that this would be your last mission and you will stay in Suna after that, but you disappeared. We found the criminal, dead, yet no sign of you. Then a week later, your body was found in some small river... but it wasn't the you we all knew... it was this you. In the body of a child..."

"A child..." I whispered under my nose. There was a war? I... was in a relationship? Gaara's sad gaze came into mind, so I lifted my eyes to immediately meet with his, "I-I I'm sorry... I feel like it's all my fault..."

The man only smiled and shook his head, his gentle gaze saying "stop worrying".

"We still don't have the answer as to how this is possible"said Shikamaru.

"Yeah, for all we know we can fix this!" exclaimed Naruto, turning his hand int a fist.

"That's... why I came." rubbed his neck Kakashi, "I remembered what we were talking about a few years back. She wanted to re-develop a jutsu I think."

"What? I told you how dangerous that was!" Sakura grabbed my shoulders. I barely squeezed out an "I am sorry", like come on, it isn't that hard to remember that I... well, don't remember!

"Which jutsu?" asked Gaara from his corner of the room.

"The Phoenix"

"I know that one!" exclaimed I happily, still being shaken by Sakura. Finally, I was not the one confused. This jutsu was lost generations before me. I wanted to recreate it; it was my dream since childhood. I remember promising my mother that I would make sure our Kekkei Genkai will not disappear, but instead come out much stronger.

My Kekkei Genkai - Chimera. I grow around me, a chakra coverage that resembles a beast, or rather multiple beasts, all jumbled in one. With more practice and more control, I should be able to fully transform into a chimera of my choosing and alternate between animal forms and combinations. My favorites so far are lion, snake, dragon, and wolf, porcupine, dolphin. Both beasts providing different strengths and uses, and even though I am only at partial transformation stage, they are still extremely powerful bodies.

"The Phoenix is the rebirth jutsu. When casted ahead of time, the user will come back to that very body in which it was casted, used mostly to instantly heal from deadly wounds. Can only be used once, for requires an immense amount of chakra." I knew this off by heart. I looked at the scrolls every day. I remember I even opened them yesterday to.... "Oh no."

"Oh no?", repeated Shikamaru.

"I... I-I looked at the scrolls yesterday before bed. It's a family heirloom, meant for one of the descendants with enough strength to re-create all the forgotten jutsu and techniques of our clan. I-I think I may... have practiced the hand signs.... I didn't think it would work! I just did it once! Plus I didn't draw blood like I should have to seal it! It couldn't have possibly worked! The jutsu was not used for over a century, the last mention of it is before the formation of Konoha! I... can't believe it..."

Kakashi looked somewhat proud for some reason, Shikamaru amused, Sakura was in deep thought, Naruto was blankly staring at a wall, and Gaara... his face was unreadable, but a sad smile played on his lips.

"To revive a dead jutsu from the first try," Shikamaru hummed, "Only you, Fish face"

"Fi- Fuh- wha-?" I blinked at my grown up friend in confusion.

"And what do we do? Is there any way to turn the jutsu around?" Sakura's gaze was once more directed at me.

"No. No, that's impossible, but there is, however, a high possibility that I will remember everything over time, because the user usually travels back to the body with the memories in tact. Although I don't think anyone has ever went this far back." I replied, mumbling the last part.

A gentle laugh echoed across the room. Gaara was quietly laughing to himself... probably hysteria. Poor man.

"I just got used to you always being late, and now you are a time traveler."