Clan Eyes

A Naruto Fic

A/N: Why is it always that a good deal of the interesting reviews are anon? Anyway. In response to the point Travis Lock made…I actually do intend to explain why the Byakugan is easier to transplant than the Sharingan. In fact the exploration of jutsu (nin, tai, and gen) in general, and the Byakugan and Jyuuken in particular are to be a pretty big part of the story. And yes, I'm probably using some artistic license in writing things the way I will, but honestly, I think that the way I'll be explaining things should be good enough to let it pass. A biased opinion, but…starting to ramble. Anyway, keep in mind that the Byakugan and Sharingan are different, and trust in the author. Though the points made were cogent, assuming the Byakugan and Sharingan could only be activated and deactivated by the original body.

Also, just something I noticed on my own about the previous chapter…when Hiashi watches the branch house members perform a kata, I stated that part of it was the Eight Trigrams, Sixty-Four Palms. Canon states that it's a main house-exclusive technique. Whoops. I'll try and give an in-story reason for that later, though that particular technique might end up in the hands of the branch house members…though I think a defense against it will stay with the main house. Speaking of defenses, Eight Trigram Palms, Heavenly Spin will remain main house. Well, for the most part.

Hyuuga Teijo sighed as the other branch members directed disgruntled glances at the silver-eyed blonde-haired boy that ate at his side. The kid hadn't asked for the Kyuubi to be sealed inside him…though if he were to confront one of the others on Naruto's behalf, he was sure they would make some excuse, possibly centering around the boy's table manners. They were pretty bad, he'd admit, but it had only been two days since the boy was marked with the curse seal, three days since the Hyuuga had 'taken him in'. And four days since he was called to the presence of the Hokage, along with Hiashi and Hizashi, and had the situation explained to him.

That had certainly been a shock. He thought he was just going to get a mission assignment. After all, what the civilians were calling a 'war' with Kumo was really more of a widespread series of skirmishes across Rice Field Country, and its neighbors, all countries without a significant ninja population. And in a fight like that, recon raider trained ninja, like himself, were the preferred warriors. But there wasn't an Aburame or Inuzuka waiting for him, two clans that had real presence in the recon raider squads. There wasn't a tactician or genjutsu specialist either, two more types that were common on such squads. No, there had just been the Hokage, clan head, and the strongest active-duty Hyuuga warrior waiting to give him a very special mission.

To a man considered a clan disgrace, it was slightly jarring. What did he think of Uzumaki Naruto, he was asked. Well, the kid was three and Teijo had never met him. He wasn't any fonder of the Kyuubi than any sane Konoha resident, but he trusted the Yondaime. Perhaps a little too much, but there you had it. The blonde-haired Hokage had been Teijo's hero, and he was absolutely certain that Minato Namikaze would not have left a threat to Konoha behind. So the boy had the Kyuubi sealed inside him. Big deal.

And they had smiled at him, given him this mission. It still felt surreal.

"Naruto, manners," he reminded in a low voice. Maybe it was pushing it to expect the boy to remember his table manners so soon, and he'd argue that point to the others, especially after three years in an orphanage, but they had to start somewhere. His mood brightened a bit as the boy nodded and stopped shoveling down his breakfast. Not perfect…but progress. After all, the better Naruto fit in, the more chance of saving the boy's life without giving him another eye transplant.

"Teijo-niisan?" asked Naruto as they walked towards a training area.

Teijo winced. He had not ever thought that he'd ever really be called by that title. He had no direct brothers and sisters, after all, and it had always seemed unlikely that another Hyuuga would encourage their child to call him 'brother'. Better than '-tousan', though. He really didn't want to hear that one until he made it at least a few years past twenty…and he was only nineteen now. "Yes, Naruto?"

"Why do people call you Isas?"

Hoo boy. How was he going to explain this one to a kid who shouldn't have much of a sense of people's feelings beyond his own personal 'am I happy or am I sad' question? Well, not much but to just say. He'd understand later, anyway. "I don't know if you'll understand Naruto, but okay. You may have noticed that my eyes are different from the rest of the clan's."

Naruto nodded. "You've got the Hayairogan, instead of the Byakugan, right?"

"The Haiirogan," corrected Teijo. "The Ashen Eye, but yes."

"What's wrong with it?" asked Naruto with the blunt innocence of a curious child.

"Nothing, really. But the clan is very proud of the Byakugan's abilities, and while the Haiirogan has some of them, it doesn't have them all. And the abilities that my eyes have that yours don't…aren't quite as useful as was hoped."

"So why d' they call you Isas?"

"It means 'worthy', in one of the old tongues. And I was originally supposed to be something of a new beginning for the clan, worthy of leading the Hyuuga forward to our 'destiny'. Instead, they got a boy with the Haiirogan." He shrugged. "It's a bit of an insult, really. I don't really mind though. I may not be a perfect Hyuuga, but I'm a damn good shinobi, and that's what really counts, if you ask me."

"Why?"

"Does it count, you mean?" asked Teijo, looking down at Naruto. The boy nodded. "I'll tell you when you're older. There's no way you'd understand it now." Naruto frowned. "That being said, I think you'll understand faster than most."

The boy's smile practically lit up the clouds overhead.

"Okay, Naruto. I bet you're wondering what we're doing here, right?"

The boy nodded. Teijo had led him to a training group near the outer walls of the Hyuuga compound. "Well, for a member of the Hyuuga clan, the most important thing is to become a powerful warrior. And it's my job to teach you how. Sound good?"

Naruto's head was almost a blur as it moved up and down. "Yeah!"

"Excellent. Then I suppose the first thing to do is teach you how to channel chakra. Once you've got that, we'll move on to activating your eyes."

Naruto looked at him, confused. It was pretty obvious that he didn't have much idea what Teijo was talking about. "Uhhh…"

"Chakra is a form of energy created from the combination of the energy in our bodies and the energy inherent in our minds and spirits. The ability to channel and mold chakra, as well as the increased amount a ninja has flowing through their body is what sets us apart from civilians. It's what lets us do things that aren't strictly physically possible."

"Oh."

Teijo sat down and patted the ground next to him. "Sit." The boy did. "Now, Naruto, this is important. If you want to become a ninja, you must learn to feel chakra. It might take some real patience. But it'll be worth it."

"Okay."

"Close your eyes. Now concentrate, not on the feel of the wind, not on the warmth of the sun, not the fullness of your belly. Concentrate within yourself. Try and feel the energy in you. And don't worry if you can't quite feel it yet. You're only three, and it takes time for a chakra system to develop, especially when it's not being used consciously."

Naruto nodded. "I think I might feel something…"

Teijo blinked. This was unexpected. Hyuuga children started learning about their chakra system at a little younger than Naruto's age, but it would take them months to really get any real feeling of their chakra. "Very well…would you describe it to me, please?"

"I don't know how…it's kinda like warmth, and it kinda reminds me of light, and it's like not being tired…" Naruto was smiling. "It's great!"

Teijo clasped his chin, thinking. It sounded right, but this was really, really, unexpected. There was no way that a young boy should be able to feel the chakra flow in his body like that. Kami…it sounded like he was tapping into it! "Naruto?"

"And it's kinda like the feeling of static electricity…what?"

"Does the feeling seem to wax and wane?"

"Huh?"

The nineteen-year old winced as he realized he had used words Naruto had never heard before. "Does it get stronger and weaker?"

Naruto snapped his fingers and pointed at Teijo with an excited look on his face, silver eyes full of life. "Yeah, yeah! When I breathe! I think it gets stronger when I breathe in, and weaker when I breath out…but not really stronger and weaker. More like it's going up and down."

"Rising and falling," murmured Teijo to himself. Concentrating, he activated his eyes, red flecks swimming up from their ashen depths. Looking at Naruto, he got another shock. He could see the boy's chakra coils through the background activity! Only very faintly, but he could see a three year old boy's chakra coils. That, he knew, should not be possible for the Haiirogan, even at this range. It was sufficient to see a developed chakra system, like the ones found in academy graduates and up with reasonable clarity at taijutsu and weapons range, but to see anything of a three year old boy's system…he had just been hoping to see if Naruto's chakra was doing anything.

Shoving his shock to the side, he considered the evidence before him, what he knew about the Kyuubi's seal, as well as what he knew about Naruto. It wasn't a hard deduction to make. The Yondaime's seal supplementing the boy's natural chakra with converted youki had spurred an incredible growth in the boy's chakra system. By the time the boy's coils settled, most likely near his graduation from the ninja academy, Teijo could only imagine what they'd be like. He deactivated his eyes and clapped his hands together once.

Naruto opened his eyes looked at his teacher. "What is it?"

"Well, it seems like you won't be losing any time. That feeling, that energy, is your chakra."

"Cool! What do I get to learn to do with it first? Jump really high? Run really fast? Hit stuff really hard?"

Teijo smiled. "The first applied skill you're going to learn is how to really see with your eyes." At the boy's disappointed expression, he shook a finger. "None of that, Naruto. Trust me, it'll be amazing. But first, we need to teach you how to channel chakra." Why was the boy pouting? He didn't need to pout. "But I suppose the internal channeling that makes your body able to do 'ninja stuff' is a pretty good way to practice that…"

Teijo got the impression the boy wanted to launch himself closer to the information he possessed. The boy was practically vibrating.

"Okay. Here's how it's done…"

One of the nice things about being a clan disgrace was that no one complained when you went out to drink at a Konoha bar, rather than sharing a bottle of sake with a group of other clan members. Teijo certainly preferred the music, low lights, smoke, and assortment of people to a room in the Hyuuga compound. And the assortment of drinks the bar sported was in his humble opinion, better than the sake the Hyuuga kept. He, for instance, was fond of a drink produced in Sea Country, called rum. He was just taking a drink of his as someone sat down next to him.

"Hey, Kaijin. Haven't seen you on missions lately," said a teasing female voice.

Teijo smiled. There weren't too many people who used that nickname for him…just members of his old genin team and a few other friends. And he could recognize each and every one of them by voice, drunk. Or poisoned, as the case may be. That had been an interesting mission. "Not my fault, Rubigan." He looked over to see Yuuhei Kurenai smiling at him. The kunoichi was wearing a pair of tight-fitting black slacks and a stylish red top, rather than her normal mission wear of a dark red body suit and her chuunin vest. Teijo would freely admit that this combination was much more flattering on her than mission wear…which wasn't particularly unattractive when worn by a kunoichi like Kurenai. She took a sip of the wine she held with a bit of a smirk.

"Oh?" She arched an eyebrow in a questioning expression.

"Clan assignment," he said with a shrug. "Been on it a couple of weeks."

She let out a breath of amazement. "I'm surprised that you didn't tell them to do something impossible with intact anatomy."

He winced. Kurenai was one of his oldest friends, and an occasional lover, someone he didn't keep secrets from, but he didn't imagine that the Hokage wanted the counter scheme getting back to the Hyuuga elders. Still, his mission wasn't secret, and it would probably help to have more friendly 'adults' for Naruto's development. And it certainly didn't hurt that Kurenai was the best genjutsu user he knew, bar none. Taking another drink, he started to gesture in the subtle recon raider finger code. 'Put up a genjutsu privacy bubble. Active, passive, doesn't matter. Nothing too flashy, though.'

She narrowed her eyes a bit and gave a finger flicker of acknowledgement before her fingers flew through a rapid series of seals. She didn't really need them, he knew, but it was a sign that she was taking this seriously. "Okay," she said. "We're set. Double-layer active-passive hybrid that should be plausible. So what's with the cloak and kunai?"

He placed his drink on the counter. "The Hokage is involved in the mission. There's a bit of a power struggle going on between Hiashi-sama and the elder council, and it focuses around someone of interest to the Hokage."

"I don't why you call that white-eyed bastard Hiashi-sama when you're not talking to him," said Kurenai with obvious distaste. She had never quite forgiven the Hyuuga clan as a whole for discarding her friend like a chipped kunai when his eyes didn't turn out quite the way they wanted.

"Its good practice," explained Teijo with a shrug. "Besides, he's nowhere near as bad as the elder council."

Kurenai's eyes moved up and to the side as she flicked her free hand in a gesture that said that she didn't agree with her friend, but what could she do about it? "So it's for the Hokage?"

"Kind of. Seems like everyone's got a bit of a stake in it."

"Including yourself."

"Well, of course. I like the kid, I'm doing service to Konoha, and I'll be teaching him Keitai no Nesshin Shou, not Jyuuken."

"Ah…wait a second!" Kurenai's eyes had widened in shock. "Don't tell me…" Teijo nodded. "You're the one they gave the kid over to? You're his mentor?" Teijo nodded again. "Wow."

"Yeah."

"So…the seal?" She wasn't quite as sure of the Yondaime's infallibility.

He smiled, thinking of the boy's chakra system. "Perfectly solid, and it's actually boosting his chakra system. I can see his coils, Kurenai."

She gave him an incredulous look. "The boy's what? Three?"

He nodded. "Yeah. Granted it's only when I'm sitting right next to him, and only faintly, but the kid's three, and never done any chakra channeling before he was 'adopted'."

The ruby-eyed kunoichi looked distinctly poleaxed. "By the Kami. Now that's potential. So answer me this. Why are the Hyuuga adopting the boy? Giving him the Byakugan and everything…"

"Well, the transplant wasn't much of anything. Shirubagan actually got an extension on life because of that."

"He got those silver eyes?" She whistled. "Kid's going to be a heartbreaker."

"Yeah, yeah. Anyway the elder council came upon the idea that if Naruto was a clan member, they could execute him legally. Internal matter, so no muss, no fuss."

"The Hokage would never stand for it," said Kurenai with flat certainty.

"Yeah, you know it, I know it, Hiashi and Hizashi know it…"

"That's more like it!" exclaimed Kurenai. "Still got to work on the insulting part, but at least it isn't –sama."

Teijo smiled, shaking his head. "…but the wrinkly old bastards can't seem to wrap their heads around it."

"See how easy that was?"

"Hush, you," he said with an indulgent smile. "Anyway, clan law states that Naruto had to have the Byakugan to be adopted, and it also states that it's four years before he can be executed. Further, the council has to be unanimous on the execution order, and even if we can't convince just one of them, Hiashi can expel Naruto from the clan. His original eyes have been placed under a parallel development medical jutsu just in case."

"Huh. So you're a father now?" she asked with a wicked grin.

Teijo hammered his head against the bar…lightly, so as not to splinter the lacquered wood. He liked this bar "Oh, Kami, no, Rubigan, please no. The boy's already calling me Teijo-niisan, and that's bad enough."

She chuckled as she laid an arm across his shoulders, lips close enough that he could feel her breath on his ear as she whispered into it. "Oh don't worry, Kaijin. I won't put the idea in the boy's head…yet. But I suggest we go do what our genjutsu selves have been talking about for a while now."

He turned his head to look at her with a small questioning smile on his lips. "Dare I ask what that might be?"

She darted in to press a teasing kiss to his lips. "I don't think you need to ask, Kaijin. Come on. Let's get back to my place."

The remainder of Teijo's rum disappeared down his throat in a quick gulp before he let himself be led out by the hand.

There was not a time Teijo could remember when he fell into bed with a kunoichi that it had been a bad thing. This latest trip to Kurenai's bed had not broken the record.

Civilian girls, though…

He shook his head sleepily. Ninja conditioning had a lot of beneficial side effects. Too bad the whole mission thing tended to sharply cut down on average lifespan. Stroking the slender arm that lay across his chest tenderly, he let his gray eyes acclimatize to the soft light fading in through the light curtains in Kurenai's room. Looking over at his old teammate, he smiled, reveling in the feeling of being together with another life before gently moving her arm from his chest and slipping out of bed to get dressed, grinning at the noise of protest she made. Padding softly across the carpet, he headed for the kitchen. Only fair that he made something, being as he had woken up first.

He hadn't been cooking long when Kurenai ambled her way into the kitchen, rubbing sleep from her crimson eyes, dressed in sweats and a loose tank top. "What time is it?"

Teijo chuckled. "Good morning to you too, Rubigan."

She waved a hand in the air. "Yeah, yeah. You didn't answer my question."

"Its morning," he said, feeling like teasing his old friend. "You think I looked at the clock?"

"Actually, I'm kind of surprised that you're still here…thanks," she said as he placed a cup of tea in front of her.

"Eh?"

"Well, you're mentoring the gaki, right?" she asked, running her forefinger through the steam that came off the tea.

"Yeah."

"So shouldn't you be off with him?"

The Hyuuga shrugged. "Perhaps, but the boy knows the routine pretty well, and I gave him exercises to do on the off-chance that the Hokage wanted me for a mission. Chakra channeling and the basic forms of Keitai no Nesshin Shou, nothing too advanced."

Kurenai rolled her eyes. "Ninja training at three years old. Your clan is crazy."

"Most of us need the extra chakra development. You know that."

"I know, I know, but it still strikes me as a bit much."

"Tradition's a pretty strong thing. How long till you head back out to the Kumo front?"

"Hokage-sama promised us a week of R&R, minimum. Can't say I'm complaining." She took a sip of the tea. "How much longer till it's done?"

"Right away," he said, turning away from the stove and sliding eggs and bacon onto two plates. Decidedly not something one ate in the Hyuuga compound. He placed hers in front of her before sliding into the seat across from her with his plate and tea. "Is it that bad?"

She quirked her lips. "It's gotten worse since the last time you were out there. It's not so bad for us…" By this she was referring to the recon raider squads. "…and the heavy combat squads are holding their own, but more than a few light combat squads have gotten mouse-trapped and annihilated." The distaste that appeared on her lips had nothing to do with the food, even if Teijo had no special skill as a cook. "We think there's at least a couple of sniper squads on their side of the line."

The air rushed out of Teijo's lungs as he heard that news. Sniper squads were a Kumo invention, and currently had no equivalent in Konoha's forces, with the possible exception of the recon raiders. Specialized for assassination and defensive fights, their creed was 'one jutsu, one kill'. They were also pretty good scouts. Farsight jutsu, an incredible knowledge of camouflage and masking genjutsu, and to top it off, an incredibly powerful long-ranged raiton jutsu no live Konoha-nin had seen the hand seals for made them a real danger. "Who's hunting them?"

"The usual suspects. Couple of heavy combat squads with Uchiha, the few ANBU squads we've got. And I imagine the Hokage's going to put us on it when we head back out."

"I'll be going with you, then."

"What about the gaki?"

"Like I said, I gave Naruto basics to practice. And it sounds to me like the sniper squads are the key to their strategy. If they're taken out of the picture, Kumo would pretty much have to sue for peace or gamble it all on an all-up war, and we've got a lot more in the way of heavy and light combat than they do. I'm a recon raider, and this is the kind of fight we specialize in."

"Well, Shibi-sensei and I would sure be glad to have you," she grinned

"You're under Shibi-sensei?" he asked with a grin. "Now I'm going to have to go." Aburame Shibi was not the most personable shinobi, but he was the best recon raider commander, in Teijo's opinion. He also happened to be Kurenai and Teijo's old genin team sensei.

"Good. Now finish your meal," Kurenai said as she rose from the table with a clean plate. "I'm going to catch a shower and get dressed. I want to meet your kid."

She was out the door before what she had said hit Teijo. "Dammit, Rubigan! Stop that!"

Naruto was at the training ground, like Teijo had guessed. Currently, he was practicing the basic Keitai no Nesshin Shou that Teijo had shown him. He had been practicing that and chakra channeling on and off for most of the morning. It worked out pretty well, because when his muscles were screaming and he felt out of energy, chakra channeling would seem to give him more energy, and as it did, the pain in his muscles went away as well.

"Hey, Naruto."

"Teijo-niisan!" The blonde spun to see his mentor walking up to him in the company of a kunoichi with black hair and red eyes. "Who's the pretty lady?"

Kurenai laughed. "Well, you're not dumb at least."

"Naruto, this is Yuuhei Kurenai. She was one of the ninja on my genin team."

Silver eyes looked up at Kurenai in awe before looking back to Teijo. "Is she as good as you?"

"At least as, maybe better. She's very good at some things I'm not, and I'm better at some things."

"Good answer, Kaijin," she said with an elbow and a grin.

"Thanks so much, Rubigan," said Teijo, rolling his eyes.

Naruto cocked his head to the side. "Are those names you're calling each other like Isas?"

Teijo bit his tongue lightly as he considered how to answer that question. Kurenai, though after pausing for a second as she processed that the boy had picked up on something subtle like that. "You'll make a good recon raider, Naruto. It's kind of the same thing, but it's not exactly the same." At Naruto's frown, she elaborated. "You see, people call Teijo Isas to be mean. Even though he more than good enough to be described by Isas." She gave the two males a warm smile at that. "But when I call him Kaijin, and he calls me Rubigan, we're just expressing our bond."

"Oh." He looked up to Teijo for confirmation. Getting a nod, he considered the thought for a few seconds. "What do they mean?"

"The names, you mean?" asked Teijo. Naruto nodded. "Well, Kaijin means Ashes, and Rubigan means Ruby Eyes."

"Why don't you just say that?"

The two chunnin looked at each other with a smile, remembering a younger time. "Well, back in the academy, I'd give people names in the old tongues, because I was a bit of a know-it-all. Most clans and families don't tutor their children as extensively in the old tongues as the Hyuuga clan, you see." Naruto nodded. "And the less I'd like a person, the more obscure the language I'd use."

"And the more sarcastic or insulting it'd be," put in Kurenai. "Anyway, one day I asked him what the translations of a jutsu name was. Cloud of ashes masking jutsu, you see. And the person who had created it gave it a ridiculously complicated name in an obscure language. So he says to me, 'Sure, Rubigan,' and gives me the translation."

"That was the first time I had given her a nickname, for the record. And Kurenai here just smiles and says 'Thanks, Kaijin.' First person to ever fire back."

"Been together ever since," finished Kurenai.

Naruto nodded. "Are you…" He held up his pinky finger, signifying girlfriend and boyfriend.

Teijo froze solid. Shit. How to explain this to the kid… "Not exactly, Naruto," he started cautiously.

"But close enough," said Kurenai, punctuating her statement by kissing Teijo's cheek.

"Ok…"

Teijo shook himself out of his funk. "How long have you been training, Naruto?"

"Uhhh," he stuck out his lip as he thought about it. "The sun was there when I started," he said, indicating a point in the sky.

Teijo and Kurenai did some quick mental estimation. "Almost six hours?" asked the gray-eyed ninja. "How? Aren't you hungry?"

The boy nodded. "Yeah, kind of. But I didn't hear the call for lunch, so I just kept on training. I've been doing taijutsu, then chakra channeling, then taijutsu, then chakra channeling…"

Well, that explained how he had enough energy, but not how his body was standing up to the overwork of muscles that was endemic to taijutsu training. "Naruto, have you been training hard enough during taijutsu so that it hurts?"

The boy nodded. "Uh huh, uh huh. But the pain goes away when I do chakra channeling."

The chunnin blinked. A healing factor, maybe? Teijo gave a mental shrug and decided to attribute it to a side effect of the seal. Or perhaps it was just the boy. Kurenai gave the boy an appraising look before kneeling. "Six hours of training at your age is very impressive, Naruto."

"And for older kids," muttered Teijo.

"Would you like to take a break?"

"If Teijo-niisan says its okay, Kurenai-neesan."

Kurenai laughed as Teijo placed two fingers between his brows and shook his head. "Of course its okay, Naruto. Why don't we get you some lunch? Have you ever had ramen before?"

Naruto shook his head, but he looked excited to try something new as they walked off towards Konoha proper.

A/N: Well, it's January 14, and I've been 20 for a day now. Yay for me. Anyway, here's chapter two of Clan Eyes, weighing in at the better part of five thousand words.

Poor Teijo. Suggesting ramen? His wallet will weep. Speaking of the guy, I know some of you might be concerned that he's taking up too much screen time right at the moment, but there's really not too much of a way around that. Naruto is three right now, and more of an elements in plans of the big players than a real character for the moment, though this is changing. As for Teijo being an OC that shares a bed with Kurenai…I know, I know. But the two of them being genin teammates was a good way to bring her into the story, and the relationship grew out of the psychology of combat troops and very good friends of the opposite gender. It would actually be rather unrealistic for them to have not slept together at least once. As for the question of if they'll become a real couple rather than a couple of comrades who have what isn't precisely casual sex, that is a question I don't have an answer to. Depends on how the characters grow. But honestly, that's a B or C plot. The main plot is about Naruto, even if he'll have little to no direct impact on a couple of important upcoming plot elements. If you're up on your Naruto timeline, you might have guessed what at least one of them is.

Anyway, I hope you've enjoyed this chapter. The next thing I produce will likely be a chapter of Nindo, since a review by Gryphon Turboclaw got me thinking enough to figure out how I could get the story to work realistically.

Inagural "Guess that Taijutsu!": Keitai no Nesshin Shou

As a few hints, it's based on two martial arts together, and the translation is Form Intent Palm. Oh, and it's a Jyuuken derivative. Guess correctly, and I'll mention you at the beginning of the next chapter of Clan Eyes.

That's pretty much it. Please review. I try and respond to the ones that have something to respond to, especially ones that point out things I'm doing right and things I'm doing wrong. Reviews like that help me make the story better, and make me happy.