Shinobi Through The Ages
Huge thank you to my friend Kate aka Kitkat aka Blondie aka HorrorMovieStandIn for the help in brainstorming for this chapter, some of you may or may not have notice this is mostly a freewrite story, I haven't planned a plot or any story line so some good ideas on how you think this should go would be appreciated. Might not be used, but ideas sharpen ideas so it's all helpful.
****2 Years Ago, Umi: Age 4****
3 adult men occupy a small table in an unused room within the Raikage Tower. The man seated at the head of the table is Munai Chinoike (age 43) and head of the Chinoike clan, wielders of the ketsuyagan, to his left is Hitaro Osami (age 23) and to his right is the rather informally seated A(he wouldn't like me disclosing his age), Raikage of Cloud Village. A was feeling particularly uncomfortable in this clanedstine meeting. Firstly, as Raikage he'd always been at the head of any table and in control of any situation, secondly the agenda of this meeting disturbed him deeply and he had very mixed feelings regarding it.
The "Agenda" of the gathering happened to be seated in the corner upon a toy wooden rocker horse blissfuly unaware of the proceedings, or so they believed. But on with the dialogue.
"As unpleasant as it makes me feel we must decide what to do with this...thing as soon as possible, my clan shall not be slandered because of it." Rumbled Munai, his voice quivering with anger.
Hitaro responded swiftly, hoping to cut off too much negativity before A made a rash decision. "I would remind you that the "thing" you refer to is a CHILD Munai and it would be prudent for you to remember that regardless of his disappointing potential as a shinobi he is a fully functioning human!" Slamming his palm upon the table to cement his pont.
Not to be overruled A spoke up "Enough. The final decision is and always will be Mine, especially in regards to this child. He cannot use chakra, and he seems to have a weak constitution, it is true that he'll never be a shinobi. It is also true that such a shameful fact can't be associated with me or the Chinoike clan, however killing the child is an extreme I refuse to consider."
Munai scoffed "It seems you are quite bias in this case Raikage-Dono" you could hear his sneer as he used the honorific.
The subject of conversation continued rocking on his creepy little wooden horse. Luckily he was facing away from the gazes of the adults, or they would see his tears. Tears of saddness and rage, but also determination to prove them wrong. You see along with his healing factor, his chakra is also directed to his brain. While this doesn't make him some kind of super genius...he's definitely sharper than an average 3 yr old. Of course no one had bothered finding out just what happened to his chakra, all that mattered was that he couldn't use it the way they wanted.
The Raikage sighed deeply before answering "I will ignore that disrespect ONCE Munai, however do it again and you will find out exactly why I was chosen to take up the mantle of A and Raikage" glaring at the man he continues with palpable regret in his voice. "We will strip the boy of his heritage, his family, and any help, we cannot let him be known or connected to us. He will NOT be harmed by any shinobi for anything less than a crime of such magnitude am I understood?"
Munai Nodded reluctantly, along with Hitaro, both quite displeased for entirely different reasons. Munai thought it best to kill the boy to eliminate any chance of a scandal, while Hitaro believed there was nothing wrong in the first place.
Umi's eyes widened as he realized his fate was sealed, or rather, a certain door was locked. Later that night however, he understood that it just meant another was unlocked.
****Present Time Umi: Age 6****
Umi sighs as he remembers that night but shakes it off gruffly. Looking ahead as he walks through town he stays in the shadows and the middle of crowds trying to avoid being seen by any policing shinobi. He doesn't remember much about his childhood besides that night, however Umi has always been targetted by the red Ketsuyagan eyes of the Police Shinobi for as long as he could recall.
Coming to a halt across the street from a large park he stares into it. Children playing Ninja and using the swings catch his eye, however his gaze is drawn to a small group consisting of 2 girls and a boy. He doesn't know their names but he knows their personalities, funny how much you learn about people just from a bit of light stalking. Umi smirks to himself realizing that for once that the police might be justified in targetting him.
He stares as they play simple games such as tag, they're his age, he wonders why they don't train like he does. Umi doesn't fault them for it, having a carefree life isn't something to be begrudged. Umi almost runs to help when one of the girls falls over and scrapes her knee, however it isn't his common sense that stops him. A hand places itself on his shoulder and he hears his name from a familiar voice.
"Kotimaru, you are not an easy kid to find you know that right?" it's Hitaro his mysterious surrogate caretaker. Umi never could figure out why Hitaro ever helped him, he doesn't remember the names or features of anyone from that room those 2 years ago.
Umi chuckles a little as he responds "Well duh, that's sorta the point ya old bat, what do you want?" One thing Umi noticed is that Hitaro never showed up unless something was happening, good or bad.
Hitaro laughs as well and concedes his point "True enough, anyways I've got something you'll like arranged" he tries for a dramatic pause but sweatdrops at Umi's uninterested face. "Well fine be that way, I didn't have to go out of my way to register you for the academy"
"Go out of my way" is more than a little underwhelming version of what Osami had to do to get Umi into the academy. Let's just say it involved a banana, a paper clip, some chicken blood, and ALOT of blackmail.
It took Umi a little while to understand what Hitaro said, then he broke into a huge grin "Really?! I thought I'd never be allowed because of my sickness" it usually dimmed his mood a bit to bring it up but he was too happy to care.
Hitaro smiled, Umi's was just too infectious "Like I said, I went out of my way a bit" he smiled a bit wider remembering exactly how he used that paper clip.
Umi's yell of excitement had garnered the attention of the 3 children he had been "lightly stalking" and they wandered over..
CliffHanger
sorry but it had to be done :3
Let me know if anyone wants to find out exactly HOW he used a Banana, a paper clip, some chicken blood, and ALOT of blackmail to get Umi into the academy.
