A/N: Zomg, long chapter! OK, so the inspiration was tremendous this week, and I wrote a loooot. I like this chapter a lot, especially the last part. I have something to ask you though. Read the end authour note, please!
Seimei put on some clothes that he bought the last days, and he checked himself out in the mirror. The slim fit coat looked so good on him, as well as his skinny grey jeans. It was a more modern outfit, compared to combat outfit, or typical Uchiha wear.
At the door, he put on his casual shoes, and left. Sakura had been really kind to him those days. She took him shopping, and even though Seimei had money from his previous missions, Sakura ended up paying for most of his things, although Seimei dissaproved.
When he reached the park, he recognised many of the people he met since he came in Konoha. "Oh, there's Natsu-san, and Mori-kun, and ..Satoru?"
Seimei was astonished to see his cousin greedly drinking from a bottle of sake, like his other ANBU friends. Seimei wanted to go and say something to him about being underaged, yet still drinking so much, but he decided to find his new team instead.
He saw a guy and a girl waving at him, and thought they would be his team. They kinda fitted Naruto's description too. The guy, tall, a cigarette in his hand, and red eyes (wait, red?), and the girl, long white hair and hot bod (was he right...).
"Is he the Uchiha?" asked the girl.
"Of course he is the Uchiha! Didn't you see him at the fireworks?" replied the guy.
Seimei ran to them, and greeted the two.
"Hey. You must be my team mates. I'm-"
"Uchiha Seimei, 19 years old, rank Chunnin, village Hidden in the Clouds. Red hair, onix eyes. Height, 182 cm, and weight 134 pounds. It's you, right?"
Seimei blinked surprised at the hot girl's speech. "Ye-yeah. Wow, you're really-"
"Photographic memory."
Seimei pouted a bit. "Will this girl cutt me off everytime I open my mouth?"
"Ah, sorry, I forgot to tell you my name. Hatake Midori, 18 years old, rank Chunnin-"
"Your name is enough." Seimei grabbed her hand, and kissed it. "Nice to meet you, Midori."
The guy just snorted sarcasticly at the Uchiha's flirting. Uchihas were prone to attraction from the opposite sex, but not so many of them showed interest in dating.
"My name is Yuuhi Akira," the boy shook Seimei's hand. "I'm the same age as you are. We'll be your team for this exam, since one of our team mates doesn't want to take the exam . Nice to meet you, Uchiha."
"Ah, same here, Yuuhi-kun." smiled Seimei.
The three kept talking about the Jounin exam, and their strategy. There were going to be three rounds, like the Chunnin exam, even though this one would be much, much harder. It was the second time Akira was taking the exam, so he explained the rounds for his team mates.
The first round consisted in an interogation, and different life-threatening situations, which test your character and phisical strenght. It was usually passable, even if the examinee lied.
The second one consisted in trapping all the contestants in a forest. Also, three Chunnin (they didn't want to use Gennin, since there existed a death risk), would be assigned to eatch Jounin, and they would each fight their designated opponent.
The third, and last round, was the most difficult. The ninja would be put under a waterfall named the Waterfall of Truth, and they would each fight with their inner selves. Their Dark Inner selves.
"What does that mean?" asked Seimei.
"Basicly, you fight against the part of you that has hatred, hesitation, or a hidden intention. He also copies your moves. You need to find the perfect weapon."
Seimei nodded, and Midori was listening closely to her team mate's words. She remembered something, and took a big bento from her bag. When she opened it, the boys stared at the delicious food inside. Onigiris, octopus sausages, mini-omlettes, fresh vegetables, even some sushi!
"Dig in, guys. I made it." Midori smiled.
"Wa! Midori-chan, that's really thoughtful of you!" smiled Seimei, and took a bite of the sushi the girl prepared.
"Yum! I love it. You'll make a wonderful wife, Midori-chan."
Midori slightly blushed, and avoided his look. Angry, Akira ate some sushi too, and commented.
"Yes, Midori-chan, any guy would be lucky to have you! You don't deserve anyone ,though." he grinned.
"Yeah, you should look for someone who's a prodigy, good-looking, and who knows? Maybe...heir to Clan's head?"
Ok, Seimei didn't want to use that line, knowing that he didn't fully agree to being the heir, since it was pretty unfair to Hiroto, but he needed to shut the Yuuhi dude up.
Midori escaped an "Tch." and packed the bento away. The two guys looked dissapointed at her, and she asked them to cut it out, or they won't get any food. They pouted, but agreed to Midori, and the three ate their dinner, chatting ocassionaly about general stuff.
"So you're my parents' sensei's daughter?" asked Seimei with his mouthful.
"Aa." laughed Midori.
"What about you, Yuuhi-kun? Any reletives close to my parents?" smiled Seimei.
"Well, they knew my dad, and my mom too. Dad...he died before I was born," replied Akira.
Seimei looked at Akira.
"You had a pretty sad childhood, right Seimei? I mean, living away from your parents just to train? That's pretty cruel, if you ask me." spoke Midori.
"Well, they would come and see me from time to time," lied Seimei.
"I guess they wanted to hide the fact that they had a child at 17 years old." remarked Akira.
"Akira!" shouted Midori.
"No, it's okay," mumbled Seimei. "Yeah, it would've been pretty difficult for them to face the world with a child since they were so young."
Seimei found a good story, good enough for them to believe that he wasn't a flower child made from his father's lust and his mother's infatuation. Yes, he wanted to believe that Sasuke and Sakura gave birth to him, because they were in love. Hell, even if it would've been an accident, he would kill for parents like them. But he didn't have to kill anyone. He had them, they were his parents now.
When the team mates asked about his hair, Seimei just used the "Grandma had red hair" excuse, which seemed to work. Seimei didn't enjoy lying to them, but it was all he could do for now.
It was getting late, and a few were already leaving. The teens decided to stay for only a short while, so they could settle a training schedeule.
"How about three times a week, at ten o'clock, at the Training Grounds, by the Memorial Stone?" asked Midori cheerfully.
"Aa, it's fine with me." replied Seimei.
"Well, you should now that our Sensei is very strict, though he appears lazy. His name is Nara Shikamaru." said Akira.
"Wait, does he have a daughter, Natsu?" asked Seimei.
"Yeah, look," Akira pointed at the chesnut-haired girl ", there she is, with the Hyuugas and her little bro. Oh, it's good you know sensei's daughter. You should ask her to brag about you in front of sensei."
"Yeah, like he'll buy it," snorted Midori.
Midori looked around, and her face turned all white and shaky.
"Midori-chan, is everything okay?" asked Seimei.
"Y-Yeah, it's just really late, and I need to go back home," Midori mumbled.
"Want me to acompany you?" offered Seimei politely.
"N-No, thank you very much. See you around, Seimei-kun, Akira!"
The girl ran away from her team, leaving the boys disturbed. They didn't knew the reasons Midori quit on them, she just did. She also looked a bit scared, but why? What happenned?
Suddenly, some teenagers next to them left, and then more joined them. "Why are they all going away?" thought Seimei.
He then turned around, and gasped in shock when he saw Satoru hit Hiroto. Did he mention that Hiroto was blind?
"Hiroto!" gasped Seimei.
He wanted to run to them and stop it, but he felt a strong hand on his shoulder. Akira pointed at the blonde girl who had just slapped the drunk Uchiha.
"Stop!" she screamed.
Seimei knew he should've stopped Satoru from drinking all that sake. He didn't have tolerance to alcohol, after all. Seimei was used to drinking, and he almost never got drunk, but Satoru was a whole other story. A bottle of sake could completely change that guy.
Then Seimei remembered the day the two were talking at the hospital about Yume. Satoru loved Yume. That's why he did that, he got jealous. Seimei was sure that if he was sober, he would suck it up as always, and remain calm. But look what alcohol had turned him into: a guy who would hurt his poor, defenceless cousin. Seimei was watching Yume's desperate actions, and soon after she argued with Satoru, the girl took Hiroto's arm, and headed home, probably.
That was the moment. Seimei ran to Satoru, and punched him. "Yeah, that's for picking on my little brother, drunk or sober," he told himself.
"Oh, here's "Onii-sama" saving the day? Seimei, do you really think that defending Hiroto or helping him eat and stuff would make him see you as a brother?"
Satoru laughed histericly, and the remaining people left, even Natsu, Mori and Jun. The only ones left were Akira, Seimei, Satoru, and the ANBUs.
"He will never accept you! Sasuke-san accepted you for your Sharigan, and your strenght! Sakura-san is playing house with you because she feels sorry for you! No one cares about you!"
Seimei punched him hard in the face, and Satoru threw up on Seimei's new shoes.
"Dude, you're really drunk. Remind me to keep you away from alcohol."
Seimei grabbed Satoru by his shoulders, and decided to take him to the hospital.
"And you!"
Seimei pointed at the four ANBUs.
"You are supposed to be high-class ninjas, not some drunken hobos! He's underaged, for Christ's sake, he can't have that much sake! This is going straight to the Hokage, I promise you."
The four growled at the red-haired boy, and Akira followed him to the hospital. Seimei asked Akira to grab the drunk teen by his other arm, and drag him to the hospital.
"Good thing Kaasan isn't on-call," sighed Seimei. "She wouldn't want to see this pathetic bastard like this."
When they reached the hospital, a doctor put Satoru on a bed in the Emergency Room, and injected his vein, connecting it with a banana bag that'll make him sober. It's just a matter of time.
The blonde ANBU was fast asleep, and Seimei felt like sleeping too, but he had another half-an-hour to wait. Great.
"Yuuhi-kun, you can go, I'll take him home," yawned Seimei.
"You ok?"
"Yeah, it's fine, home's close."
Akira nodded, and headed for the door.
"Ah, call me Akira," uttered the boy,
"Hn. Then, Seimei." and pointed his thumb at himself.
Akira waved his hand, and smiled. He left the hospital, saying goodbye to the nurses.
Seimei looked at his cousin, sleeping like a child. "Huh, you're such an idiot. "Then the words Satoru said went like a flash trough his mind.
"He will never accept you! "
Will Hiroto never accept him? Seimei had been trying to bond with him since he came, and on their mission, he almost got his approval, but then the fireworks came, and their bond was broken again. Seimei just wanted to get along with him. He was his little brother, after all.
"No one cares about you!"
"You have friends. Me, Yume...I saw you even talking with the Hyuuga kid, Mori, and of course, Hiroto."
"You can really deny yourself, huh, Satoru?" snorted Seimei.
Yume opened the paper door, and took off hers and Hiroto's shoes. She didn't shout "okairi", since everyone was asleep, she guessed. But it wasn't true. Sakura came and hugged the both of them tightly.
"Where have you been?" she asked worried. "Ino brought Yuuki home an hour ago, and everyone is asleep! I was so worried."
Yume smiled. "We're fine, Sakura-san."
Sakura sighed. "Never do that again. You should've said you'll be late. Anyway, how was it? Did you have fun?"
"Well-" started Hiroto.
"It was wonderful."
Yume squeezed Hiroto's arm, and she hugged him slightly, and he nodded. She's right, his mother shouldn't know about the...Satoru incident.
"Hey, do you kids know anything about Satoru and Seimei? Why aren't they back yet?"
Yume threw Hiroto a worried look, even though he couldn't see it.
"Well, Satoru was with his friends, and we didn't see Seimei." hesitated Hiroto.
"He told me he's meeting with his new team. But don't worry, he's an adult." Yume smiled.
"By age, but he's pretty childish on the inside, since he never had that "motherly" love." sighed Sakura.
"Well then, I'll be off to bed," said Yume. "Good night, Hiroto, Sakura-san."
"Good night, dear." Sakura stroke her hair.
"Yeah, good night de-"
Yume tilted her head, and Hiroto turned all rosey and flushed.
"I-I-I mean Yume-chan!"
Yume giggled, and ruffled his hair before running into her room, and opening the door silently to not wake up Fuuko.
Satoru opened his eyes when the clorine smell invaded his nostrils. Where was he? He saw the white neons, and pretty much everything around him was white. "Oh, no, am I in the hospital? What did I do?". He looked around and found Seimei sleeping on a chair next to his bed. And an empty banana bag linked to him arm. "Oh...shit."
Satoru got up, taking his needle out, and going to wake up Seimei.
"Seimei-kun..."he whispered.
No use.
"Seimei-kun!"
The red-haired teen woke up violently, and confused, but stopped soon after he saw Satoru's surprised face. It's as if he...
"Satoru, don't you know why you're in the hospital?" asked Seimei, quite pissed off.
"Banana bag means...drunk?"
"Yeah. Do you know what you did?" hissed Seimei.
"I never remember what I do when I'm drunk. My emotions become extreme, and I go nuts. I should've never drink that sake. Me putting the bottle on my lips is the last thing I remember. So tell me, what happened?" asked Satoru nervous.
"You really don't remember?" Seimei seemed very surprised.
"N-No, I don't."
"Want to know what you did? Well, first, you acused Hiroto of seducing Yume. Secondly, you hit him. Pretty hard, I guess. Oh and by the way, that ugly palm print on your cheek in from Yume."
Satoru felt his left cheek, and he could feel the wound prickle. She really was angry, huh...
"Yeah, you really made her mad. You should apologize, and tell her the whole story about you and...drinking. And don't do that again, man. You'll end up hurting the ones that you love the most."
Satoru almost felt ashamed of himself. He hit his blind cousin, and acused him of something that he didn't do. Even if he was flirting with Yume, it's her right to refuse or accept, not Satoru's.
"I'm pathetic, aren't I?"
Satoru put his hand around his eyes, and hid his sorrowful look.
"Hey," Seimei grabbed Satoru's shoulders. "Listen, it happened. Nothing you can do now, except apologize to them, and make sure it never happens again, ok?"
Satoru nodded. "Ok. Thank you, Seimei."
Seimei smirked. "Hey,that's what family is for, right?"
Satoru smiled, and he put on his coat, and headed to the exit.
"Let's go home, ok?" said Seimei.
"Yeah, home... "
Sakura got into her bed, and put the soft pillow above her body. Sasuke was on her right, and just about when she wanted to close her eyes, he turned to face her.
"Are they home?"
Sakura opened her eyes, looking at her husband. Sasuke's raven hair looked almost mystical in the moonlight, all the blue hue in his hair showing up like stars on the dark sky. She couldn't help herself, and she put her hands trough it.
"Yes, Yume and Hiroto are home now."
He grabbed her hand, and held it tenderly. Sasuke leaned closer, and kissed her soft lips. Sakura greedly let her tongue slide inside his mouth, and then he released himself from the hot kiss, leaving her yearn for more.
"How is Hiroto taking it?"
"He had fun tonight. Yume is good for him, she keeps him distracted, and makes him feel happy. We should have her around more often."
Sakura kissed Sasuke again, never wanting to let him go.
"You know, they're teenagers. At their age, hormones appear, and if they do something wrong, they could end up...I mean Hiroto could..."
The two kissed constantly, pausing to talk, and then diving into the sea of passion once again.
"Knock up Yume?" Sakura curled her legs onto Sasuke. "They're friends, they don't do that."
Sasuke ran his hands on Sakura's body.
"But, we do."
"Yeah, we so do that." smirked Sakura.
After his mom helped him get into pijamas, Hiroto got into his bed, and didn't go to sleep just yet. He was running all that day's events trough his mind, and two of them troubled him the most.
Firstly, he was blind. Temporarly, or pemanently, it didn't matter. He couldn't see. It was very, very hard, but he had so many people who supported him, which leads to...
Number two, Yume. They had always been close (duh, they've known eatchother since they were born). But this time, it felt different. Yume seemed more than a childhood friend to him. The help and the time she invested in Hiroto made him happy. It made him fuzzy inside to know that she cared for him.
He heard the door open, and quickly closed his eyes, pretending to sleep.
His door squeaked, and someone entered it. The person was getting closer and closer to Hiroto. He (or she) leaned and put his (certainly, it was a male) hand on Hiroto's head.
"Hiroto, I'm so sorry."
Hiroto wanted to open his eyes, but it would ruin the moment. He recognised the voice, it was Satoru's. He wasn't drunk anymore.
"I...am...so...sorry."
Satoru started to sob, and cry "baka, baka" from time to time. Hiroto wanted to comfort him, to tell him not to worry, that everything would be okay, but he couldn't "wake up". He just sat there and listen to Satoru's sobs.
"Midori, do you have information on the Uchiha boy?" asked the grey-haired man.
Midori looked around to locate anyone who could be listening to their talk, but they were all alone.
"He's really nice, I suppose. And has good manners, the ...Uchiha charm." uttered the girl.
The two were walking home since the man took Midori away from the festival. He felt uneasy, and he doubted the loyalness of the Uchiha boy. He wasn't a Cloud ninja, he knew that. It was obvious, from the way he acted, to the way he dressed and looked. The Uchiha boy looked more like a rogue ninja then a Kumogakure ninja. "What are Sasuke and Naruto hidding?"
"So Dad, what are you going to do about him?" asked the girl.
"You just spy his movements during practice, and the Jounin exam. I'll get under this, I promise." said the man in a reasuring voice.
Midori looked confused and sad at her angry father. Did he plan do so something bad to the boy? Midori liked him. He was...kind.
Seimei woke up when the sun shined in his face. He went to the bathroom, where he washed his face and hands, and combed his hair. He looked down, and realized that he is shirtless, but it didn't matter. The boy heard some noises from Hiroto's room, so he went there to see if he's brother is awake.
"Ah, Hiroto, you're awake?" asked Seimei.
"Myeah."
Hiroto yawned, and stood up in a cross-legged position. He had a small bruise around his nose, and he twitched a bit when he got up. "Must be the punch in the stomach", thought Seimei.
"How was yesterday?"
"Fine," uttered Hiroto. "We sat on a blanket and drank some tea. I had fun."
Seimei rose an eyebrow. "What about Satoru?"
Hiroto blinked a couple times distressed. "Do you...know?"
"I was there, I met with my new team for the Jounin exam. And I saw Satoru and his friends. He drank a lot, Hiroto. And he told me that when he's drunk, his emotions become histerical. He wouldn't even remember about hitting you if I didn't remind him."
Hiroto had a shocked expression. The thing that Seimei just said amazed him to the core. Not only because his cousin has the most self-control of all Uchiha, also because it looked so real. How could Satoru not be concious of what he was doing?
"Now I'm going to breakfast. Wanna go too?" asked Seimei.
"Aa, first I'll go to the bathroom."
"You know the road?" said Seimei.
"Mom showed me around the house yesterday before I went to the festival. If you help me to the door, I can find my way in the bathroom." smiled Hiroto forcefully.
Seimei helped Hiroto up, grabbed his arm, and began walking slowly to the bathroom. When they reached the door, Seimei said that he'll wait for him there, and to shout if he needs help. Hiroto gave him a look saying "No way in hell, pervert."
Hiroto opened the door, and thought he heard a small scream, but he ignored it, and made his way to the toilet. Luckly Sakura showed him around, and now he found it quickly.
Yume was naked. She wanted to take a shower, and then Hiroto got in. What could she do? It was fine, he can't see her, but it still feels so weird. But now he was taking off his pants, and he..."Oh my god, he's peeing in front of me!" she thought confused.
She just turned around, and waited for Hiroto to...finish. She grabbed a towel, and put it around her to cover herself. Good thing Hiroto was quick, and he washed his hands and face.
Then he did something that stung Yume's heart. He touched the mirror, as if he was trying to look at himself, but he couldn't see anything. It was all black to him. He puffed a small, pained laugh, and opened the door knob.
The door was now widely open, and Seimei widened his eyes, and held his hand around his mouth to stop any laughter. Seimei was staring at Yume in a towel which didn't cover herself that well. She just looked angrily at him, and threw a death-glare, so Seimei pretended to look around, avoiding her look.
"What?" asked Hiroto.
"Oh, nothing, nothing," laughed Seimei. "Let's get you to breakfast, ok?"
They were leaving, when Seimei turned his head and winked at Yume, who seemed even more annoyed. Seimei mimed something using his lips, which probably meant "Come to breakfast."
Yume stuck out her tongue, at closed the door silently. She ran the tap, and hot water touched her white skin. The fresh water cleaned away all the tiredness on her face, and all the flower petals in her hair.
When she got out the shower, she put on an oversized Uchiha t-shirt (since she forgot to bring house clothes), a pair of slippers, and she dryed her hair a bit with a towel, but her long-blonde hair was still wet. She didn't tye it up in her usual pig tails or bun, she just let it flow on her shoulders.
Yume closed the door, and heard voices from the kitchen. She was really hungry. As she was going to the kitchen, she felt someone grabbing her arm in the back. She turned around, and saw Satoru, with his silky blonde hair down as well, a little longer that her was. He looked painfully into her angered eyes, and she released herself from his grasp.
"Let me go." Yume pierced him with her cold look.
"No."
He grabbed her again, and she tried to get away, but his grasp was too strong for her to go. If she wanted, she could Rasengan his butt, though she wasn't so keen on the idea of ruining the Uchiha doujo.
"I said: let go!" she shoted.
"I won't!" he shouted even louder.
Yume looked shocked at him screaming, and at his determined, yet shaky self. He let go of her arm slowly, and he looked into her eyes.
"I...wanted to apologize for yesterday. I am so, so sorry, Yume."
Satoru held an arm on her shoulder, and he was a bit shaky. Yume touched his hand and all her warmth stopped the boy from shivering.
"Why did you do that, Satoru-kun?" her voice was painfully sorowful.
Satoru felt grief looking at her innocent self, with her sad, yet comforting eyes. He had hurt the ones he cared about the most.
"When I drink alcohol, I let my emotions run wild, and I'm not actually consious of what I do."
Yume looked shocked at the boy.
"I didn't mean to hurt Hiroto...or you. It's just..."
Yume stroked his shoulder, and smiled. "Hey, it's ok. Just promise me you'll never let it happen again, ok? And remember to apologize to Hiroto as well. He's going through a lot lately."
Satoru nodded, and went back to his room. Yume just continued her road to the kitchen, were she saw everyone, except Sasuke.
"Good morning."
Everyone stopped doing what they were, and looked at Yume. She looked really cute in that over-sized tee, but the funny part was that she wasn't wearing any pants, and that shirt could be a tad reveleaing.
And then, when everyone thought that Sasuke just left, he appears from Yume's back, and looked shocked at her. Nosebleed much?
"Sa-Sa-Sakura! I told you, I told you it will happen!"
Sakura rushed to Sasuke and tried to get him out of the room, but he didn't budge.
"See, all the clues lead to it!" he shouted histerically.
"Oh, what clues?" she said pissed off.
Finally, Sakura took Sasuke out of the room, while everyone was looking at the door confused.
"I'm too young to have grandchildren!"
That was the last anyone heard of Uchiha Sasuke, before Sakura took him who knows where to stop him from messing everyone's mind up.
Itachi was the only one who understood the situation, and burst into laughter. "Sasuke is really an idiot, don't you think?"
Yume forced a laugh, and took a seat next to Hiroto, who had just begun to eat his onigiri. She was glad that he could manage eating them by himself, even though Seimei would give him help once or twice.
"What was that all about, guys?" asked Hiroto with his mouth full.
"Tousan saw Yume only in a t-shirt and he started imagining things." replied Seimei, casually taking a bite from his omlet.
Hiroto blushed, and tried to imagine Yume in only a t-shirt. Though his image was a bit (a lot) more than it actually looked like.
Hikari kissed her daughter's forehead, and after she packed her bento, the girl left for her mission, taking her little cousin to walk her to the Academy. Sakura came back after kissing her husband goodbye, and when she saw the clock, she knew that she needed to go to work in a short while, too.
The Uchiha household was as busy as a bee, and everyone left, one by one.
"I'm going. First team training."
"Ah, wait!"
Sakura stopped Seimei, and she brought a bento, wrapped in an Uchiha blue cloth. She smiled at the boy, and handed the luch over to him.
"I made enough so you could share, too. Have fun, and do your best."
Seimei smiled. "Thank you, Kaasan."
Seimei put on his bento in the back pack he was carrying, and left. Sakura left as well, leaving only Hiroto, with Yume and Itachi.
Yume ate her delicious omlet, and drank her tea. Having breakfast in their household was so nice, since she was an only child, she didn't really imagine how it is to have a big family. She had two cousins, but Mori and Jun didn't live togheter with her. Even though the Hyuuga twins didn't really get along with eatchother, she liked both.
"Yume-chan."
Yume put her tea down and looked at her sensei. He looked really different in his home clothes, with his long hair untyed, and all casual.
"I'm going to see if you're able to be a ninja anymore, so we're training a bit today. Just the two of us, ok?" smiled Itachi.
Yume nodded excitedly, so happy to fight at last. True, she didn't have to get her hopes way too high, but trying would definetly make her feel better. She felt sorry for Hiroto. He had just become a Chunnin, yet he is like...this.
"Can I come too?"
Everyone was surprised when they heard Hiroto speak. Yume bit her lower lip, and didn't know what to say. It was up to sensei, after all.
"Of course, you can sit on the grass and cheer Yume on," smiled Itachi. "Also, someone wants to speak with you. Do you think it's ok to go after practice to see him?"
Hiroto nodded. Itachi grinned content, and went to his room, asking Yume to be ready in half an hour. After Itachi left and the two were alone, Yume realised one thing. Who was going to help Hiroto dress up? He sure isn't used to doing that on his own.
"Yume-chan, do you mind helping me to my room?" asked Hiroto.
Yume got up, and grabbed Hiroto's arm, linking it with hers. She took him to his room, where she took out some clothes for him (well, quite randomly), and put them on his bed.
"I put the clothes on the bed. If you need any kind of help, please call me. I'll come to your room when I'm dressed, ok?"
"Aa," spoke Hiroto. "Just asking, but... who's t-shirt are you wearing?"
Yume blushed at Hiroto's smirk, and avoided his face, even though he couldn't tell that she was all red and embarassed.
"Y-Yours..."
She tugged the ends of the long tee, and looked at Hiroto, who was blushing almost as hard as her. She went out of the room, and put some training clothes on quickly to go and see if Hiroto managed to put his clothes on by himself.
When she came in his room, he was fully dressed, even though his top was inside out. She should mention that to him.
"Hiroto, your shirt is inside out."
"Aa, thanks."
Yume aproached him, as he was taking off his shirt, "No, let me help," Yume grabbed the ends of his long-sleeved blouse, and slided it down his body. When she reached his chest, Yume let the shirt fall on the ground, and kept her arms on his visible muscles. "He's so skinny, God...I can see his ribs." she gasped. Even though he was thin, you could still see defined muscles, and some small scars.
She broke the tension, and took the top, putting it on him. She shook some dust off, and looked at him.
"Here you go. You look great, Hiroto." she smiled.
He put his fingers at the corners of her mouth, to feel her smile. "I can't see your smile, I might as well feel it, right?" smiled Hiroto.
Yume gasped at his painful face, and she put her hand around his, holding it tight. "Yes, you can do whatever you like, Hiroto."
The silence was painfully damp and cold. They could pretend all they wanted that Hiroto is the same way he was before, he saw the world exactly like a week or two ago, but no, it wasn't true. He lost a precious item, a vital weapon of shinobi. His sight.
"Let's go, Uncle must be waiting." whimpered Hiroto.
"Dodge it!"
Seimei dodged the upcoming kunai with his long and thin katakana. The boy appeared in her back, and tried to point the weapon at her. Not to kill, of course.
She was fast, though. She ducked down, and tried to make him trip. He lost his balance, and fell on his arms, but quickly pushed himself up, and ran.
Seimei hid in some bushes, trying to come up with a new strategy. "Damn, the Hatake girl doesn't let me think for even a second."
True. Midori appeared from his back with a full-range Chidori. His Sharingan activated automaticly, and she was caught in genjutsu.
She fell on the ground, and her Chidori was gone. Then something unexpected happened. Midori grabbed her head and started to scream. She crawled up, and screamed louder and louder.
Shikamaru and Akira arrived shortly to see Midori on the ground, and Seimei with red eyes, and a confused looked.
"What did you to her?" growled Akira, grabbing his shirt.
Seimei removed Akira's hands off him, and looked confused at the boy.
"I don't know! I just looked at her, and then..."
Midori kept weaping, and Shikamaru spoke: "Release it, dammit!"
Seimei whispered "Kai", and the girl opened her eyes. She had stopped screaming. Seimei rushed to her, and helped her up. She looked fine, genjutsu doesn't inflict real injuries, though the pain is real.
"Are you...?"
"What the hell did you do, Seimei? I thought we were only training." Midori removed some leaves from her shirt.
Seimei lowered his head. "I don't know...You came so fiercely onto me, so the Sharingan kinda activated on his own, and I don't understand the deal with the genjutsu. I didn't want to use it."
Midori nodded, and smiled. She wasn't hurt, and found out valuable information about him. He had the Sharingan. It was good.
Shikamaru gattered the team and they sat on the three longs, listening to the sensei.
"So, we found out valuable information about each one of you here. I have some things to tell you: what you do well, and what you do wrong."
He turned his eyes on Akira. "Akira, your speed is very good, and your physical force is, as always, at its bests. But you need to train your mind too."
"Midori, very, very good. You've been making progress. I'm proud."
At last, he looked at Seimei. "Seimei, you're more talented than I expected. You should've taken this exam a long time ago. Oh, one thing: your Sharingan. Please learn to use it to its fullest by the exam. Asking someone in your family is a good start."
Shikamaru looked at the clock, and yawned. "Oh, it's that late already? Troublesome. I'll go home. See you...tomorow, I guess."
The three said "goodbye" to their teacher, and as she did the previous night, Midori just left. Seimei took his bento out, and Akira was greedly looking at the neatly packed food.
"Ah, sorry, want some?" asked Seimei.
Akira nodded, and took an onigiri. Seimei got a thermos with some green tea, and put it on the ground, along with some glasses. He poured Akira some tea, and the boy thanked him.
"What's the thing with Midori and dissapearing? Why does she do that?" laughed Seimei. "I mean, it was ok at first, but is this going to become a habit?"
"It's because of her father, and his...duty." uttered Akira.
"Duty?"
Akira looked around, still not keen on the idea of telling Seimei. "Well, have you heard of Kakashi Hatake? And ...team 7?"
Seimei started brainstorming. "Well, I know that they were Gennin, and assigned on the same team. Good friends. Dad left one day, but then he came back. And now, all of them are V. in Konoha."
Akira rolled his eyes, and spoke. "Look, I'm not asking about the social standing, I'm asking if you know why Kakashi was assigned to this team."
Seimei shook his head. "Well then, let me tell you a story."
"Thirty-seven years ago, the Nine-Tails attacked Konoha. The Forth Hokage sealed it's chakra into his newborn son, Naruto Uzumaki, the Sixth. Now, let's go further. Twenty-eight years ago, Uchiha Itachi murdered the whole Uchiha clan."
Seimei gasped in shock. What...his uncle did that? It was the first time hearing this. But wait...all the Uchiha clan? But, then...
"...but he couldn't bring himself to kill his younger brother, Sasuke. The truth is, Konoha higher-ups hired Itachi to do this, because the clan was secretly planning a rebelion, and it was a horrible choice to make: the death of his family, or war. Itachi chose the first, and so everyone died. But Sasuke lived with the trauma."
Seimei couldn't believe his ears. Something like that...happened? His uncle was just thirteen, that sounded impossible...Yet, Akira was right about the Hokage. Shouldn't he be telling the truth about the Uchihas, as well?
"So that leads us to Kakashi's role. He was assigned as their Jounin to keep them under control. Meaning, keeping an eye on Naruto, for his chakra, and an eye on Sasuke, for a possible betrayal. Sasuke left the village when he was thirteen, and although many tried to bring him back, it was futile."
Seimei couldn't listen to this anymore. He was not familiar with this. He didn't know that his uncle was a mass-murderer, his father a rogue-ninja, and so on.
"...so Itachi told him the truth, they became brothers again, and returned to Konoha in peace. End of the story."
Seimei blinked a couple of times, trying to organise all this new information inside his head. Where did the Yuuhi found out about all this anyway?
"How do you know...all this?" asked Seimei.
"Midori. Her father is still keeping an eye on Sasuke and Naruto, because the poor guy's still in shock from your old man's departure twenty-three years ago."
Akira looked at his watch, and said something about meeting his mother, so he left Seimei alone. Seimei was shocked. Who wouldn't be, though? The boy couldn't bring himself to take these stuff into acount, and hate his family for it. They were all he had.
"Hey guys."
Midori appeared from nowhere, with a sweet smile on her face, and that radiant look she always had, that made Seimei's face turn a bit pink.
"What the hell? Where were you, Midori?"
Akira was glaring at him team mate, though underneath his mask, there was a very worried self. "I'm fine, Akira, don't worry! Dad asked me invite you over tonight for dinner. Does that sound good to you?"
Akira nodded, and thought greedly about the delicious food that they were going to eat. Midori smiled, and turned her look onto the red-haired boy.
"And you, Seimei-kun?"
Seimei sighed, and replied, "I wanted to spend some time with my little brother, but I guess it's okay."
"Oh, you can bring him too! I'm sure that Dad would be glad to see Hiroto-kun. By the way, I saw what happened at the festival. How is he feeling?"
Seimei avoided her look, and answered coldly, "He's blind."
A cold wind blew, and Midori's black eyes widened in shock. Seimei lowered his head, and the two team mates looked with compassion at the boy. Midori tried to touch his shoulder, but Seimei shook her off, and stepped out of the training grounds, and on the street.
"At six, okay Seimei-kun?"
Seimei didn't reply, he just continued his road without looking back at his new team mates, who seemed pretty shocked to find out that his younger brother was blind. Well, Seimei didn't know for sure that he was blind for life, but he still felt like shit.
"What should I try, sensei?"
Yume and Itachi were facing eatchother in the outskirts of Konoha, close to where the Hyuuga clan lived. It was a peaceful area, and all light was eclipsed by the never ending leaves from the beautiful trees. There were tons and tons of oak trees, and the landscape looked so warm and pleasant. "If only Hiroto could see it too..."
Yume looked at Hiroto. The boy put a cloth on his eyes this time, since he wanted to protect anything that was left there. He just stared blankly, probably listening to the noise the leaves made. It was cold outside, but he still sat on the ground, without any complaints.
Itachi sighed when he noticed Yume's staring, and spoke. "Yume, you don't have to worry about him that much. He wouldn't like to see you worried."
"Ah, he wouldn't mind it, that just how I am..."
"Yume-chan, he knows you since forever, and your his most treasured friend. He loves you a lot."
Yume stared at Itachi. Yeah, he didn't meant it that way, but it still made her blush, and think about innapropiate things. Suddenly, she begun to see Hiroto in a whole different light. She imagined the feeling of his beautiful black hair, his sweet chamomile smell, and his warm arms. Even though he was different from before, some things, the things that Yume loved about him the most remained. Loved...
"Honey, what's our number one rule?"
The Hokage sat outside the Uchiha district, questioning his daughter. The small blonde girl didn't want to say what her father asked her, but she didn't have a choice. She knew how irritating he could be once someone didn't agree with him.
"Don't...play with the Uchihas."
"Yes, that's it!" Naruto kissed his daughter's forehead, and hugged her tightly, "Oh, you're the best kid ever, Yume-chan!"
Hinata sighed. "Naruto-kun, is this only about the fight that you had with Sasuke the other day? He did nothing wrong, he just told you his feelings."
"Hinata-chan, he was really mean! Teme never agrees with me! Never!"
"Sasuke-san thinks that another festival will make the villagers too busy, and the festivals won't be special ocassions anymore. He has a point, and he is in the Council, too..."
"No, he just said no because he doesn't like ramen! That's why he said no to the Ramen Festival, that teme!"
"However, there's no reason in making the kids upset about your fight. Let Yume-chan play with Hiroto and Satoru, Naruto..."
"No! You know how it goes, first comes friendship, then comes feelings, and then...stuff, after that marriage, and ...and..."
Naruto grabbed his tiny daughter's small hand, and squeezed it. "Honey, don't betray Daddy and become an Uchiha! Daddy will cry so hard, that Konoha'll drawn!"
The girl stared at her wierd father. What did become an Uchiha mean? She was six, after all.
"Promise, Yume-chan?"
Naruto and Yume pinky-sweared, and the little girl said. "Pwomise."
Naruto cooed, and stretched his daughter's chubby cheeks, but Yume tried to remove her dad's hands, since she really hated when someone did that to her.
Two boys broke the silence, and grabbed Yume's hand. "Wanna go play, Yume?"
Yume's eyes shinned with happiness. "Sure, Satoru-kun, Hiro-chan!"
Hiroto pouted. "Why am I -chan, and he's -kun? No faaair!"
Yume kissed Hiroto on the cheek, and squeaked. "Cause you're cute, Hiro-chan."
Naruto shouted after Yume, as she was distancing herself. "Yume, rule no.1!"
The three kids ran into the district, and Satoru gave the two a ball, and they started playing voleyball, even though Yume wasn't really familiar with this game.
"See, Hinata-chan, see? She said he was cute!"
Hinata laughed and hugged Naruto, "Sure, Naruto-kun. Sure..."
Sakura saw the two, and went over to them, just to make fun of Naruto and his silly presumptions.
Yume tried a couple of taijutsu moves, and nothing was wrong. Even better. She felt stronger, more alive, and her speed was great. Now it was time for the final challenge, the chakra control. She made a shadow clone, and started to build up chakra in her palm. A chaka sphere was formed in her hand, and she charged it into a tree next to her sensei. Duh, she wouldn't hit him, it was only practice.
To her surprise, the small tree had a huge hole in it, and it fell down. It was the strongest Rasengan she had made, and it was very weird, since she hadn't been active for almost two weeks.
"Very good, Yume-chan. You've actually improved."
Yume stared surprised at her sensei. "But...how?"
"The fox's chakra. It can be to your advantage, as well. It makes you stronger, faster, and your chakra supply is almost dubled."
Yume gasped. "Don't act surprised. You carry a small amount, but your father has a huge amount of fox chakra inside himself. The seals keeps it from getting out, but you're free to use its chakra whenever you want."
The blonde girl smiled, and Itachi gave his aproval by patting her back gently. She ran to Hiroto who was sitting on the ground, and listening to the bird's song.
"Hiroto! Hiroto!"
She fell into his arms, and hugged him tightly.
"Easy, Yume, you're heavy."
Yume stuck out her tongue, and smiled even harder. "I'm going to be a ninja again, Hiroto! I passed!"
Hiroto smiled, and touched Yume's cheeks again. She blushed, even though she knew that he could feel the heat on her face.
"Ah, you're happy. And blushing."
Yume took his hands off, to avoid any future comments, and grabbed his hand to help him up. He lifted without any difficulty, and Itachi joined the two as well.
"Well, now that we solved this matter, Hiroto, you need to see someone."
Hiroto nodded, and let himself be guided by Yume's hand.
The Hyuuga doujo was about as huge as the Uchiha doujo, even though the district was ten times bigger than the Uchiha's. It was only right, since the Hyuugas outnumber the Uchihas. The district was pretty elegant, every house was white, and it appeared very clean and polished.
Itachi entered the doujo, asking the others to enter as well, and took off his shoes. He shouted and Neji came swiftly to them.
"Ah, Uchihas. And Yume-san. Should I call Jun?" asked Neji.
"No need, Father."
The boy appeared from Neji's back. He was drop-dead gorgeous, starting from his appearence, to his clothes. He had mid lenght dark blond hair, and big white eyes. His clothes were pretty elegant for a ninja, though they were only house clothes.
"Uchiha-kun, I know you're not exactly a fan of mine, but I come here with a solution to your problem. If it becomes permanent, especially."
Hiroto growled, but Yume just squeezed his arm. "Ah, and Uzumaki-san is here as well? It's good, you can help."
Yume smiled, but Jun kept his cold, serious face. The Hyuugas were similar to the Uchihas in many ways, and their cold attitudes was only one of their similarieties.
"Then kids, I'll be off. Yume, you're ok by yourself, ok?"
Yume knew what Itachi meant. "Are you able to bring Hiroto by yourself home?" He meant. Yume just nodded. She would stay for another night at them, so it was perfectly fine.
With this said, the three teenagers went outside, and Jun led the two to the back of his house, where there was a small grassy field, which probably served for training.
"Uchiha-kun, I'm aware of your current situation, and I think I have something to help you. Do you know the principle of the Byakugan?"
Hiroto thought about it for a second, and answered, "Well, you can see things happening far away from you, but you can see all the chakra points on one's body, as well. "
"Good, you did your homework." smiled Jun. "Now, have you heard about the blind Hyuuga?"
Hiroto blinked in shock, but he didn't reply. "Well, there was a man who was born blind. But when he gathered enough power, he activated his Byakugan, and he could see again."
Hiroto gapsed, but Yume wasn't so sure about it.
"Well, not exactly ...see. He could only detect the outlines of objects, and for living creatures, he could see their shape, and chakra flow, as well as sense them, but he couldn't see clear faces, or colour."
The boy nodded, but then rose his look at the Hyuuga. "Wait, I don't have Byakugan kekkei genkai. It's impossible for me to awaken it, isn't it?"
"Well, it's impossible for you to awaken your Byakugan, but there is a small chance you can use these senses as well, since you have kekkei genkai."
Yume squeezed Hiroto's arm harder. She felt nervous about this thing. "Did anyone succesfully improved his condition with these senses?" Yume found herself asking Jun.
"No, it's a first time thing. I didn't think it was possible, either, but I think it's worth a try especially since you're an Uchiha, and you should still continue to be a ninja, even though you're blind."
"Wait, Hyuuga-kun, Hiroto's sight will come back! Sakura-san said that she can bring it back, but she needs to study more, and-"
"Stop believing that!" shouted Hiroto, "The chances that I'll ever see again are minimal, Yume. This is the best I've got at the moment."
"But, Hiroto, I think we should wait a little more-"
"Stop it." growled Hiroto. "Don't talk as if you know how it feels like, or as if it's happening to you."
He clenched his fist, and twitched. "You can't imagine what it's like to not see the world, the people you love, and to be completely useless and to not be able to do anything on your own! Stop speaking in my name!"
Jun put a hand on his shoulder, and whispered, "That's enough, Uchiha-kun."
Yume was crying, and she supressed her sobs into her arms, so that Hiroto wouldn't hear her. Jun threw her a compasionate look, and showed her where to sit, to not disrupt their training.
She sat on the stone bench, and watched the two speak. She couldn't really hear what the boys were saying, which made her annoyed. But Yume couldn't really feel that way, since the sadness she felt trumped all emotions.
"Basicly, a shinobi relies on his sight the most. Especially shinobi like us. You must learn to rely on your sixth sense, which is chakra detection."
Hiroto nodded, listening closely to Jun's instructions. He tried to leave his dislike towards him away, and focus on improving his condition. It was to his advantage, after all.
"Remember when you activated your Sharingan? You focused chakra to your eyes, right?"
The boy vaguelly remembered anything about his Sharingan. He remembered bleeding, and hurting, not doing something in particular to activate it. Hiroto shook his head, "I don't actually remember what happened, but when I turned it off, I focused my chakra to my eyes, so I know how it feels like."
Jun smiled, "Then you should try and do it again. Concentrate on seeing the chakras. Your chakra usually responds to your brain."
Jun removed his blind fold, and Hiroto closed his eyes. He gathered some chakra into his eyes, and he opened them quickly. "Nothing."
The Hyuuga sighed, "Again."
The sun was setting, and the weather was getting harsher by the moment. Winter was getting closer, so it was normal to be this way. Even though it was cold, Hiroto and Jun still tried activating the senses, while Yume was shivering on the stone bench. Walking home after dark was dangerous, even though Konoha was the safest place on earth.
So Yume decided to go and tell Hiroto that it's time to go home. She got up, and started walking to the two boys. As Yume was walking, she felt a faint scream, and saw Hiroto put his hands over his eyes.
She started running, and grabbed his shoulders.
"Hiroto! Hiroto, are you fine?"
Hiroto shook her off, and faced Jun. "Did you see anything?" asked Jun.
The Uchiha nodded, and said "I saw Yume. I saw her...shape."
Yume felt like crying and hugging him at the same time. She just hugged him, and he rubbed her back to make her feel better.
"Did it hurt?" asked Jun, and Hiroto nodded, "That means your eyes aren't healed yet, and they still need some chakra treatment. I think Sakura-san could do something, just ask her."
"Aa, I'll do so. Yume, how late is it?"
Yume looked at the sky, and presumed, "I think it's about five. Should we head home?"
"Aa. Thank you, Hyuuga ."
The Hyuuga felt shocked by the Uchiha's comment, and got him by the shoulders, "Aw, Uchiha, should I believe you took a liking to me?"
Hiroto distanced himself from Jun disgusted, "Ew, you're still a creep."
Yume chuckled, as she remembered that this was one of Mori's reactions to Hiroto's jokes. It was very funny how the twins had very different personalities.
"Uzumaki-san, can you bring him here tomorow as well? We actually made some progress today, so if we keep doing this, by the end of the week, he could master this."
Yume nodded and pointed her thumb to herself, "Yume, Jun-kun. And yes, I'll try."
Jun waved the two goodbye, and they walked to the street, where Yume tried to find her way to the district. She looked around, but there was no one on the street. Unusual, people would usually be there until eight or nine o'clock.
Yume just decided to walk, because Konoha was small, and wherever they headed, they should end up in the center or at the gate. As she walked further, holding Hiroto's arm, she ended up in the town center. "Thew," .
"Sorry for shouting earlier," uttered Hiroto.
Yume sighed at the sudden change of mood, and replied, "Hey, it's my fault for being so uncosidernat. I shouldn't act like I'm involved in any way, and... I shouldn't be so close to you, if it upsets you."
Hiroto turned his head nervously to her, "N-No! Please, don't believe that. You could never, never upset me. And please, don't leave me. Since I've been like this, you've been so close to me. I am so thankful."
Yume smiled, and stroked his hand. Walking in the sunset made her feel good, and the mood was pleasant, giving her a very good vibe. She felt great around Hiroto, like the world could just stop, and remain where it is.
Satoru came back home. His mission was cut short when one of his comrade was gravely injured. He didn't know what to think anymore. Being an ANBU occupied most of his time, and no one wanted to be one anymore. All his team mates weren't too serious, and they were more interested in drinking than in doing their job. Even though his income was pretty good, and he was a valuable weapon of Konoha, he didn't feel like doing it anymore.
"Ah, son, you came early."
His father was sitting in the door step, wearing his casual clothes, and his hair was gently flowing on his white shoulders. Satoru took off his mask, and faced his father.
"Yes."
"Mission?"
"Succesful. But one of my comrades was hurt, so the second part of it will be completed further on."
"What is it about?"
Satoru twitched, but he avoided his father's look, "Classified." replied Satoru coldly.
"I see."
"Well then, if you'll excuse me-"
"What about dinner?" asked Itachi hiding his anger.
"Not hungry."
Itachi rushed to him, and grabbed his shirt, almost raising the boy to his height. "Listen to me, Satoru, if you're planning something, I swear, I'll-"
"No need to worry, Father," said Satoru emotionlessly.
Itachi released his boy, and he went to his room, slowly. Itachi could feel the uneasiness he had experienced only once, the feeling he had in his teenage years that hoped he could never feel again.
Midori was setting the table with her mother, and felt very nervous about this dinner. Not only because it was the first time that Seimei came to her house, also because she didn't want her father to interogate him. She didn't have to lie, she actually liked him. He was nice, smart, and skilled. "And good-looking", Midori sighed remembering his tight muscles and tall body.
"So, honey, how is your new team mate? Uchiha Seimei," asked Rin.
Midori twitched, "Can Mom read minds?" "Ah, he's really skilled, and he's very kind and sociable. You'll like him."
Rin noticed the slight blush in Midori's cheeks. "Is he...cute?"
Midori jumped a bit, and she almost dropped the glass she was cleaning. That made her blush even harder than before, and her mother chuckled.
"N-Not cute...he's..."
The doorbell rang, and Midori rushed to open it. When she opened the door, Midori looked up and saw Seimei's face, which caused her blush to turn red.
"S-S-Seimei-kun. I'm sorry, I was..." the girl muttered.
"Sorry, I'm a bit early. Mom said that it's polite to bring something when you're invited somewhere, so I brought cookies."
Rin rushed to the two, and smiled. "Ara, you're Seimei-kun! Are those cookies? My, you're too kind."
The woman took the cookies from his arms, and tried whispering something to her daughter, which was a complete failure, because Seimei could hear it all, "You're right, Midori-chan, he's very good-looking."
Midori looked at Seimei's confused look, and shouted, "Mom!"
Rin laughed, and asked Seimei to come in, and take a seat around the table. When he entered the dinning, he gasped when he saw the amount of food that was there.
"Wow, Hatake-san, how many guests are you having?" laughed Seimei.
"You and Akira-kun, of course," she smiled, "I hope you enjoy my food."
Seimei smiled, and took a seat next to Midori. Midori poured Seimei some sake, and then she poured herself some too, waiting for their other team mate to arrive.
Rin also took a seat and started talking with the two youths, "Well, until we're waiting for Kakashi and Akira, let's talk a bit, ok?"
Seimei nodded. "So Seimei-kun, do you have your own place, or do you leave with your parents?"
Seimei was pretty shocked by that question. He never though about living without someone. Not that he was afraid, or stuff, but he liked the company. There were tons of unused houses in the Uchiha district, so he could always ask his father to live in one of them, but at the moment, he prefered living with them.
"Well, since I've reunited with my family only a while ago, I'm living with them. It's a huge house, and all 9 of us live there." he smiled, "but later on I'll live in a unnocupied house in the district, since it's dad's anyways."
Rin smiled, "Ah, you're really rich, I see," she pinched her daughter, "Midori is renovating an apartment by herself in which she would live by herself. I'm so worried there. A girl, all alone..."
Midori could see her mother making innapropiate suggestions, "Mom, I'm fine, I'm a ninja. Plus, I like renovating, thought it's kinda hard sometimes, and I'm not very skilled at it."
Seimei took another sip of his glass, and replied quickly,"Mm, I could help you!" Midori stared, and Rin's eyes shone with excitment. "I like doing those things. That way you'll move in sooner, right?"
Midori nodded nervously, and she was surprised by Seimei's kind offer. She should just accept, right?
"Do you want to take my daughter away from me as soon as possible, Seimei?"
A white haired man appeared from Seimei's back, and the boy turned around, almost falling, to face him. He looked a lot like Midori, with his right eye covered by a mask, as well as his face.
"Dad, don't embarass me," Midori whispered.
From Kakashi's back, apppeared Akira, with his big smile and two bouquets of flowers. He held the big ones to Rin, and smiled, "These are for you, Hatake-san."
He handed the smaller one, composed of fifteen yarns of small red rosses, to Midori, and Midori formally kissed his cheek, and bowed.
Akira growled when he saw that Seimei sat next to Midori, and he was reduced to sitting next to cynical old Kakashi. Well, this evening was pretty much about Seimei, so Akira didn't have to worry about Kakashi anymore.
The four ninja watched Rin bring some delightful food in. Her cooking was exquisite, and the meals she prepared tonight were delicious. Sushi, as well as ootoro, shimpura and tamagoyaki. It all mixed well with the expensive sake.
Seimei poured his thrid glass, and Kakashi was analyzing his moves closely. He asked Midori if she wanted a glass, too, and she nodded. "Ah, so he's trying to get my daughter drunk, isn't he? We'll see about that," thought Kakashi.
"So Seimei, I see you have high tolerance to alcohol."
Seimei choked on the ootoro he was eating, when he heard Kakashi's remark. The boy drank some water, and cleared his voice, "Excuse me, sir. Yeah, kind of. I don't think I've ever been drunk."
"Think?" repeated Kakashi, feeling his wife staring at him.
"Well, not like others were, anyway," Seimei thought about Satoru.
"Still, drinking heavily isn't good, and can lead to many unwanted things. Like fights, injuries, disturbing others, sickness...or I don't know, unwanted relathionships?"
Rin hit the table with her fist, and glared at Kakashi, "Anata, he's not underaged, he can drink as much as he want, so stop it, ok?" she turned her look to Seimei, "I'm so sorry, Seimei-kun."
"Ah, it's fine, Hatake-san, I understand. I don't usually drink, because I don't spend my money on it, and we don't have alcohol at home, because my brother and cousin are underaged."
Rin smiled, but Kakashi threw another question, "How do you get along with your younger brother, Seimei?"
Seimei felt pretty startled by the question, but replied calmly like before, "Well, like brothers, I guess. We argue, then we make up, I help him many times, but it's hard since he keeps refusing help. It's hard being the older one," he laughed.
Kakashi nodded, "Why did you live in Kumogakure, Seimei?"
"Ok, this guy is seriously starting to get on my nerves. Was he really Tousan's sensei?"
"I thought Dad told everyone why at the fireworks," he replied rudely than he expected, "I mean, I was training to become the Uchiha heir. That and...Mom and Dad were too young to tell the world they have a child. They would be looked upon. Now everything is kind of in the past..."
"Strange, I don't recall Sakura being pregnant when she was seventeen."
Seimei twitched. The plan wasn't working, and Kakashi could see trough his story. He froze. Seimei didn't know what to do, what to say to make Kakashi believe that what he is saying is actually the truth.
"She was pregnant at twenty-one, then again at twenty-nine, but I don't remember her being pregnant ever before."
Midori tried to break the ice, "Maybe she was skinnier when she was younger, and it appeared as if she's gained weight. Were you born early, Seimei-kun? That must be it, right?"
Seimei felt like hugging Midori, his saviour, at that time, "Yeah, Mom gave birth to me when the pregnancy was seven months ahead. So yeah, I was a small baby, and Mom didn't really look pregnant at all. She also hid the pregnancy because I was about to die at birth, and they didn't think it'd survive."
Kakashi nodded, but then he dropped the bomb, "Ok, then please do explain why your hair is read when your parents have black and pink hair."
Midori snorted, and replied, "Dummy, his grandma had red hair!"
Kakashi laughed sarcasticly, and looked pitifully at his daughter, "That's what he told you, honey? Mikoto Uchiha had black hair, and Haruno Ayane has pink hair, as her daughter. Both of your grandfathers have or had black hair."
Seimei turned to ice. His cover was completely blown. This man knew too much about team 7 to believe his lie.
"I'm not saying you're not Sasuke's son, I can clearly see you share many similarieties with him, but you are not Sakura's son. So tell the truth."
Seimei bit his lip. He expected someone from the table to say something, but even Rin didn't dare to speak a word. They all stared at Seimei or Kakashi.
"By my calculations, you should've been conceived when your father was sixteen and a half. That means he was still in Oto. And they only woman he had any contact with that time was a woman named Karin."
Seimei twitched nervously.
"Ah, you know her, right? She's your mother, isn't she?"
Kakashi laughed at the scared guy, who couldn't even move a finger. Seimei didn't actually know what to believe about this guy. Was he good? Was he bad? Could this affect his family?
"Y-Yes," admited Seimei.
Midori and Akira stared at the boy, who shamefully lowered his head, and bit his lip. Rin lost her temper, and got up, screaming.
"I can't believe you did that, Kakashi!" she was looking angrily at her husband, "He was a guest, and a friend of your daughter, and you treated him like a criminal! He is the son of your old student, how can you behave like that?"
Rin looked sad at the angered boy, "I am so deeply sorry, Seimei-kun. I didn't think this will happen, and I'm sorry I didn't stop it..."
"Hatake-san, it's not your fault," Seimei got up, and headed to the door, "Thank you for dinner. I'll be leaving now."
"Se-"
Before Midori could finish, Akira joined Seimei, and the door was shut closed. Kakashi stood expresionless, as Rin was washing the dishes, and Midori was on the verge of tears.
"I-I can't believe you ! He is my friend, and team mate, and you acted horribly towards him, even though he is so kind, and he is such a good brother! He-"
"Don't raise your voice at me, Midori," replied Kakashi coldly, "He is from the Sound, he was raised there, you shouldn't believe him. Sasuke had an unfortunate childhood, and he almost became a international criminal. I don't think you should see the boy anymore."
Midori's tears stopped from falling, and she frowned at her father, "No."
Her father stared at her, and snorted, "He got you falling for him, didn't he? Just wait until I-"
"No!" shouted Midori, "No, no, no! Stop meddling, Dad! If I consider he's bad, I'll go away. But I can make this decision by my own. Don't you trust me?"
"You're a kid, Midori," growled Kakashi.
"That's not what the law says, Father."
The girl gave her father a cold look, took her purse, and got out the door. Kakashi started eating his dessert, when Rin came in.
"Kakashi, you should trust her...Now she's running away," cried Rin.
"She's going to her apartment," replied Kakashi casually, "She's too predictable and she trusts people too much. Midori would only suffer in the end."
"I know you worry about her honey, but you can't protect her from the world forever. A bird must fly from its nest sooner or later."
Kakashi sighed, and looked at the clock. It was eight o' clock, and cold outside. "Hope she has a coat with her..."
Midori was rushing nervously to her apartment. She would never forgive her father for the way he acted towards Seimei. The girl knew he acted like that with many guys, and he interogated Akira when they first met six years ago too, but this was over the edge. She was so mad, that she wanted to scream her lungs out, or Chidori a whole forest.
When she was across the street to her apartment, she saw someone at the convienience store. It was Seimei. She got in as well, and she saw him buying a lot of alcohol, like whisky, bourbon, and vodka.
"Ah, Midori-chan," Seimei noticed her. "Why are you here?"
"I had a fight with Dad, so I decided to spend the night at my apartment. I just finished the bedroom, so I can sleep there."
Seimei nodded, and took the drink from the cashier after showing his ID. They decided to stay in an abandoned park next to Midori's apartment.
Seimei opened a bottle of whisky, and started drinking greedly. "Share, stingy."
Midori grabbed the bottle and took a mouthful of the liquid.
Hours later, they finished all the drinks, and they were cheerfully chatting about their funniest moments.
"So when I was in Oto, Karin would bring guys home, and make out with them while she locked me in the bathroom. It was really disturbing, you know. Hearing all that, and I was barely seven."
Midori laughed, and slapped his back, "Ahaha, you had it haaaaard, dude."
Seimei nodded dizilly, and asked, "How aboutz you? Any, hic, funny stuff?"
"Well, dad never let me have a boyfriend. I never kizzed anyonez eitherz." She laughed.
"Oh, iz that zo?" snorted Seimei. "Me neither."
Midori started kicking the ground with her feet, and slapping Seimei's back harder, though he didn't mind. Too much alcohol, maybe. "Should we kiss then?"
Seimei lifted his shoulders, and pressed his lips powerfully onto Midori's. At first, they didn't know what to do. Not because of the alcohol, because they had never kissed anyone until then. When Seimei got used to it, he pulled away.
"Why did you pull awayz?" whined Midori. "It felt goood."
"I think we're suppozzed to do somethingz with your tonguez."
Midori blinked, "Oh, like thiz?"
She crashed her lips onto his, and his mind screamed as he felt the powerful urge to kiss back and pull the girl closer to him. His black eyes looked up at her closed ones and he felt an explosion of passion inside his mouth. He thought when he felt her press her lips harder. "Fine, I'll give you something you will never forget." He thought and closed his eyes and pulled Midori closer to him. Midori opened her mouth as she didn't hesitate to let her tongue slip into his mouth when he did the same thing.
They released from the hot, wet and overwhelming kiss. Midori didn't believe that she could ever feel like this. It was like a whole other universe for her. Seimei slammed her close to the bench, and kissed her hotly again, this time running his hands down her body.
"Wait," she whispered, "My keyz. Lez go upz."
Seimei smirked, and lifted her up, carrying the girl bridal-style. She began laughing, as he was carrying her on the stairs. He let her down when she opened the door, and they rushed to Midori's bedroom, where she was slammed again on the soft surface.
Seimei's hands were everywhere, and Midori felt a whole new emotion she didn't know she was capable of feeling. Seimei knew exactly what to do to make her moan, unexpectedly.
A/N: So Midori and Seimei are...busy at the moment, and I have a question for y'all. Should I change the rating to M? It's not really explicit stuff, though I don't want to get banned.. I enjoyed writing this chapter, and I can't wait to write yet another one! Please review!
Yours only,
malefik
