There was a flash of pain in my left eye. I tried to cry out, but I couldn't move. I wanted to tell them to stop, that I wasn't ready after all. I attempted to reach out. To anything, anything that was near me, but my hands were tied down. I couldn't do anything. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak.
I was scared.
The worst part was that I knew no one was here. No one could help. No one could comfort me. I regretted sending those two out of the room, but the look he gave me. Anger. Confusion. Guilt. All these emotions wrapped into one awful expression that I couldn't bare see on his face. I felt awful.
I heard muffled talking near me. I tried opening my eyes, but something was blocking them. I lifted my hand, hesitating to touch my face, not knowing what I would find. I softly padded the sides of my head, feeling the bandages wound tightly around. I furrowed my brows, trying to find where the end of the bandage was, but having no luck. I growled in frustration and felt around the bed I currently occupied. I hit something, it felt like a glass. I tried searching for it again, only to knock it over and send it flying to the floor with a loud crash. I flinch, and felt my face grow hot, even with the lack of surrounding people. A door slid open and then I heard a soft laugh.
"Suchiru, you're awake." Mikoto said, before touching my arm. "I am, but I'm blind." She laughed again. "Well, we'll take the bandages off in a moment. Let me get Fugaku." I nodded hesitantly before hearing her walk off. I wonder if anything would be different. Would people still look at me the same?
The door slid open and a few sets of footsteps walked in. I fidgeted nervously, not expecting an audience for this. "Is Suchiru-nii okay now?" I heard Sasuke ask. A small weight sat down on the bed near my toes. "Well, we will see in a few seconds, Sasuke." Mikoto told him. Someone walked over to my right side, and I felt a pair of hands work around my head.
"Now don't open your eyes right away, let them adjust." I nodded as I felt the last of the cloth leave my head, and slowly opened my eyes, hearing a gasp as they did. My eyes adjusted to the light, and I looked around the room. Sasuke was sitting at the end of my bed, and Fugaku and Mikoto stood beside each other on my right, waiting patiently for me.
"Everything still looks the same." I told them truthfully.
"Well, you aren't exactly using them right now. You'll need to activate them to notice a difference." Mikoto explained to me, and I nodded. "So how do I do that then?"
"Just send some chakra to your eyes. It will require more chakra consumption then we use, given that you are not an Uchiha by blood." I sent a small amount to my eyes, feeling something different. I looked around the room and noticed that everything was a lot… sharper. I mean, I had good eyesight before, but now it was like fifty times better.
"How does it feel?" Fugaku asked, leaning to get a better look. "Normal, I guess? Like, they aren't hurting or anything." He nodded, and then walked out the door. I lifted an eyebrow at Mikoto, but she only smiled and followed him. I looked over to Sasuke, only to see him with stars in his eyes.
"Wow, you're gonna be just like Itachi now!" I gave a small laugh, scratching the back of my head. "I guess. Maybe I'll even be cooler than Itachi." He gasped dramatically. "But nobody is cooler than Itachi, that's impossible!" I only laughed, messing up the kid's hair, much to his discontent.
"Hey kid, why don't you let me get cleaned up and I'll treat you some ice cream?" He gave a big smile before nodding furiously, getting up and exiting my room. I got up and looked through my closet, grabbing a black long sleeve v-neck shirt and a pair of classic white shorts and black sandals. After getting dressed properly, I stretched out, my muscles unused. I walked out of my room and down to the front entryway where Sasuke stood, ready to leave.
"Alright trouble, I'm coming, we can go now." He gave a small cheer as we exited the house and walked down the streets of the compound. As we walked, I pulled my hair up into a messy bun, leaving my bangs down and my headband around my neck. Sasuke bounded around ahead of me, excitedly waving to the rest of the clan. I wonder when the last time Itachi had spent any time with the kid. I would suspect he was busy in anbu, being a captain and all.
Then there was my team. It had been at least two weeks since I last saw Taji and Shun, and I haven't seen Shisui since before my surgery. Maybe then went on to do more without me? I looked up, and called Sasuke back to walk with me.
"So where is your brother?" He smiled up at me, "He is on a mission given just to the Uchiha! Father sent an elite squad to complete it and Itachi and Shisui are both on it!" I sighed, resting a hand on my forehead and closing my eyes. "So they left me to deal with you by myself." He gave a big huff, crossing his arms.
"They actually left me to help you." I gave a small glare to the kid. "I'm not a helpless old lady, I can take care of myself."
"You think I want to help you walk around? I'd rather be out training." Sasuke complained. I shrugged my shoulders, lifting my hands. "Well, it's too bad that I'm not a ninja, otherwise I could help you out." I told him with a smirk. He stopped walking, making me turn to him with my hands on my hips.
"Yeah!" He suddenly shouted, jumping in the air. "You can train me! After we get ice cream." He took off towards the small shop that housed said ice cream. I only rolled my eyes at his antics before following after him at my own pace.
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Almost two weeks passed before we heard anything from the elite squad. They had completed their mission but had critically injured, and couldn't move them far without injuring further. We had no word on which was injured, but we prayed they could be helped. A small three man squad with two medics was sent out, so we were stuck at home waiting. I tried to make my way into it, but Fugaku said I wasn't ready for the field yet, and I still needed more training to get the basics of the sharingan down, even though I thought that those two weeks of intense training with them was enough.
It was a cool autumn evening, and Sasuke and I had been walking around the compound after a couple hours of training. We were only a couple blocks away from the house when I saw a figure traversing the rooftops. Normally, it wouldn't faze me. But tonight, it was something different. It was a bit off, and I was determined to figure out what it was. Fortunately, (or unfortunately) I wouldn't have to wait long.
The figure stopped, and then slowly turned its head in our direction. That on its own was incredibly creepy, on top of the fact that it was also wearing a familiar mask. Orange, one eye hole, and black markings on it. I tensed up, and Sasuke looked at me weirdly. He pulled on my wrist, trying to get my attention.
"Suchiru, what's wrong?" I didn't look at him, "Stay behind me, okay?" He gave me a questioning look, but I had no time to explain. The masked man appeared in front of me, delivering a swift punch to my cheek. I flew back a couple of feet, trying to recover. I didn't have my tanto or any kind of tools for that matter, so it would have to be purely hand to hand, considering I didn't want to destroy the compound.
"What do you want?!" I yelled at him as Sasuke ran to my side. He remained silent, instead choosing to attack. I scoffed, taking him head on. He threw punches left and right, continuously hitting me. Every time I tried to land a hit, I would just faze through him, and it was getting quite frustrating. I activated my sharingan, now able to see his moves more clearly, and was able to dodge them much more easily.
I braced for an incoming punch, aimed at my shoulder. But at the last second, his wrist flicked out and a metal rod protruded from the palm of his hand. I grunted, but slammed my hand on the rod, melting it on impact. I roundhouse kicked him, pushing me off of me. He let out a low growl, coming at me again.
"You need to be put down!" he hollered, using both hands and pushed the rods out again, only to have them melt when I hit them. I tried grabbing his shirt, but I fazed through, and he ran behind me, heading straight for Sasuke. My heart dropped and eyes went wide, I pushed myself to get to him. He held Sasuke up by his collar, and I took my chance. I dove for his knees, making him buckle under the pressure. He dropped the boy and I scrambled up to punch his face, only to hit the ground. I turned over quickly, seeing the man tower above me. He laughed maniacally, and then stabbed me right through my stomach. He tilted his head as I gasped in pain, then repeated the process with both my thighs, then pushed my shoulders down with his foot, readying himself to do the same with my arms.
He suddenly turned his head to see two figures standing behind him, both with swords out. He scoffed, "I'll be back to finish this in a moment. Try not to bleed out." I only glared at him in response. I looked over to the figures, noticing both of them had glowing red eyes. One was clearly Shisui's mangekyo sharingan, and the others were Itachi's.
Wait. Itachi's mangekyo sharingan?
The two of them engaged the masked man, and I waved Sasuke over quietly. "Sasuke, can you get these things out of me? They hurt a bit." He nodded nervously, but moved to my legs, grabbing one of the rods and pulling. It barely budged, and I leant my head back tiredly. "You can do it bud, I believe in you." He adjusted his grip and pulled again, and I felt it move. I grunted in pain, but nonetheless endured it. As soon as it left my leg, I let out my breath. I nodded to him and motioned to the other. We repeated the process, giving me my legs back. I ripped the one from my torso out and melted it down and formed a tanto. By the time I was up and ready to fight again, the man was gone and the other two were running up to me.
"Oh god, are you okay, Suchiru?!" Shisui asked me quickly, and I nodded. "I'll be fine, thanks to you guys." I told him, just before my legs buckled underneath me, and I hit the pavement hard. Itachi walked up to us briskly after looking around for the intruder. "We should bring her back to mother, she can help." Shisui nodded and picked me up, setting me on his back and Itachi stayed by Sasuke's side. I grabbed on and we set off. As we made our ways through the streets, we noticed blood. There was blood everywhere.
"What's going on? What happened here?" Shisui demanded from me. "I don't know. Sasuke and I were out training. We were on our way back when that guy attacked us." We continued on, seeing a lot of people lying in the streets, all of them dead. My stomach dropped, and I realized where in the timeline we were at. The Uchiha massacre. I shuddered, tapping Shisui's shoulder.
"We need to get back to the main household fast. I have an extremely bad feeling." He nodded and held onto me tighter, and then he and Itachi picked up their place quickly. We arrived and I was put down just inside the front door. Itachi left Sasuke with me and he and Shisui left to look around the house. I sat down against the wall, letting out a shaky breath. Sasuke looked through the closet, grabbing a few bandages and ointments.
"Go see if there are any bottles of sake in the kitchen?" He nodded quickly, and going out to find one. I looked through the ointments, picking out one that I figured would speed up the healing process. Sasuke came back with a bottle, and I popped the top off and chugged some of it. "Please turn around." I asked the boy and he complied. I stripped from my shorts, leaving me in just my v-neck and panties. I poured some of the sake over the wounds, hissing at the sting. I then rubbed the ointment on, and then wrapped them. I repeated the process with my stomach and shoulder, wrapping them both. I decided staying seated in the entryway was best so I didn't irritate my injuries.
Shisui rounded the corner a few minutes later, a very glazed look on his face. He just looked up to me, saying nothing, and I understood. I stood up, using the wall for support and he walked over to me, putting his arms around my waist and hugging me tightly. My torso stung a bit from the pressure but I didn't say anything. Itachi came in a few seconds after, walking over to Sasuke and speaking to him softly. The tears came rolling pretty quickly, and soon he was bawling.
We all sat there in the front entryway until the sun came up the next day. Sasuke had fallen asleep after crying for almost an hour, while the boys and I stayed up, completely silent. I got up, using the wall again, my wounds more sore than they were when we arrived. I walked down the hallway to the meeting room where I remember their slaughter in the series happened. I opened the door, and there they were, surrounded by their own blood. My lips trembled, and a couple tears fell down my cheeks.
These were the people who looked after me, trained me and took me into their family. And just like that, they're gone. I could have done something, anything to warn them. But I didn't. My knees started to shake, but someone grabbed my arm and slung it over their shoulder, guiding me out of the room.
"Where are we going?" I asked him softly. "I'm taking you to the hospital. Itachi is going to the Hokage to tell him what happened." I nodded and hobbled along with him. When we got to the front door, Itachi was waiting with Sasuke, who looked as though he was just freshly crying. Shisui switched to piggyback mode, and he, Sasuke and I made our way to the hospital.
It was hard to walk through the compound, seeing everyone just slaughtered. Most of them were probably sleeping, too. The coward couldn't even make it a real fight. I tightened my grip around Shisui's shoulders, tucking my head down. The thought of Obito at this point made me nauseous. We walked into the hospital, and immediately there was a nurse by our side. They guided us into a room just down the hallway, and I was set down on a bed.
Shisui refused to leave my side, and I was thankful. The nurses took the wrappings off my legs, arm and torso. They began healing right away, two of them working at the same time. Sasuke sat on a chair in the corner of the room, head down. Shisui tried to talk to him a bit, but he was just unresponsive. The nurses gave us strange looks, but otherwise did not pry.
Soon enough we were sent on our way, my legs only sore now, but I was able to walk with little limping. The three of us walked to the compound again, only to see it crossed off with police tape. They must have acted right away to get here and cross everything off. There were many people moving about inside, moving the bodies for cremation. Itachi appeared beside us, holding a small jar in his hand.
"They are my fathers." He said, lifting it so we could see the pair of eyes floating inside. "They'll burn the rest of the bodies, so there's no chance of anyone getting any others." I looked at him with a bit of hesitation. "Did you request that Danzo stay out of the cleanup?" He nodded and I let out a sigh of relief. As long as Danzo wasn't here, and he didn't know about the room that was hidden underneath the main house, then we should be fine.
….
"Shisui?" I asked, opening the door to his apartment. It had been almost three months since the massacre, and while everything had been cleaned up, we decided to stay in the compound, much to the confusion of the Sandaime. Of course, it was to protect it from some nosy villagers, which we found more than a handful of times sneaking around. Itachi, Sasuke and I stayed in the main household, and Shisui stayed in his old apartment.
I walked in, looking around the eerily quiet house. I thought he would have been home at this point, he said he would only be gone a few hours, and that was four hours ago. I set my hands on my hips, going into the living room and peering down the hallway where the rooms branched off of.
Only to find nothing.
I glanced over to the clock, noticing that it was fairly close to dinner time, and took it upon myself to make him dinner, knowing that if it was instant noodles or something he could just throw in the microwave, he would just conveniently forget to eat. I tied a dark blue apron adorning the Uchiha crest on, and started looking through his fridge for anything he could have.
'Some raw chicken, which expires tomorrow, a couple different vegetables, and different types of sauces. Alright, I can work with this.' I thought to myself as I grabbed everything I thought I would need out. I started up the stove and set a big stir fry pan out. I tenderized the meat and threw it in, spraying it with a bit of water before moving over to chop the veggies up. After tossing them in, I grabbed some soy sauce and dumped a generous amount in.
I heard the door click open behind the wall of the kitchen, then someone breathing in deeply. I peeked around the corner to see Shisui walking down the hallway.
"What are you doing?" He asked as he entered the kitchen, looking over my shoulder at the pan. "Well, I'm making you dinner since you barely cook." He hummed contently as leant in closer to the pan, smelling it again. "And you're just on time, it's almost done. So if you want to get out some bowls or whatever?" He nodded and went through his cupboards, grabbing two bowls and the required utensils. We sat down and I served the meal. He took a couple bites, nodding. "This is really good." I smiled as I took a bite of mine.
"So… How come you're here? Just a social call?" I swallowed my food, and looked up at him. "Well, actually I came to talk to you about something important." His usual bubbly demeanour fell, and he grew serious. "Remember a while ago, where you kinda figured out that something was wrong, and then I told you that you would be the first person I told when I figured it out?" He nodded. I gave a big sigh before continuing.
"Well I finally figured it out, so that's why I came over today. I wanted to tell you." He leant his arms on the table, giving me his full attention. "So it's kinda about the massacre, and I am almost one-hundred percent sure on who did it." His eyes went wide and he stood up abruptly, slamming his hands on the table. "When did you find out?" I flinched at his sudden outburst, and swallowed.
"It wasn't until recently that I was sure, but if my connections make sense, then I know I'm right. That man, the one you and Itachi were fighting and eventually drove off?" He nodded, "Well, the first time I ever saw him was the first practice with our squad. When I was looking for you, I ran into him and he attacked me, which is the real reason I was running away so quickly." His gaze lowered upon hearing that.
"I wish you would have told me then. I could have done something about it." He said quietly. I gave a soft smile, "I didn't tell you because at that point it didn't matter, he was gone." He shook his head. "It doesn't matte-"
"It does. Please, Shisui. If I knew something could have been done then I would have done something myself. He was an unknown at that point; still is now, for the most part." I tried explaining to him. He sighed, not in defeat, only wanting me to get on with it. "So who is this guy then?" I took a deep breath.
"Uchiha Obito."
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"Ugh will you just do it already?!" Hana groaned from beside me. I jumped, spitting out the water I was currently drinking. Her three ninken woke up from their naps, giving the girl quite a glare. I gave her a questioning look, setting my water down. "What are you talking about? And keep your voice down, people are gonna think you're crazy." She ran her hands down her face dramatically, groaning again.
"I think you know exactly what I'm talking about." My expression remained the same. "Do I literally have to spell it out for you? You and Shisui! You guys are always together, and my god the way you look at each other when you think no one is looking?!" I went twenty different shades of red, not just from the subject, but also how loud she was being. "Good god girl, please keep it down!" I whispered harshly at her while glancing around, noting the bystanders' giving us odd looks.
"Well come on," she continued, now quieter. "You guys have even moved in together. You can't tell me that you're still just friends." I buried my face in my hands, now completely embarrassed. "Hana, the only reason we moved in together was because we're on the same team and it was easier. No other reason!" She gave a hearty laugh, slapping her knee.
"Please. You can't fool me. I've got a nose for this stuff." She said, pointing at said nose. I rolled my eyes as I gained my composure back, and crossed my arms. "Sure you do. And I've got a nose for fish." She continued to giggle her butt off, much to my displeasure. We heard yelling down the street, and she peeked around me to see what the commotion was. Kiba was running down the street, Akamaru barking happily on his head.
"Here comes your biggest fan." Hana whispered to me, a sly grin on her face. Kiba ran up to the two of us, giving us a thumbs up as he stopped. "Guess whose team made it into the chunin exams this year?" he said coolly. I gave a big smile, "Is it the Hyuuga boys?! Oh, he's so cool." I said, waving my face with my hand. His head dropped and he mumbled. "No, it was mine…" I gave him a small laugh.
"I figured. I was just messin' with ya, kid." Then I thought about it. If today was the day they were getting accepted, then I would have to check in on Sasuke. "Alrighty, Hana. I'm gonna split and check in on the kid. I'll see you later." I told her as I started down the road. I've taken to calling Sasuke 'the kid', cause I know how much it bothers him, and it gets a good laugh out of his teammates. I shunshined my way over to training ground three, where they usually trained together. As suspected, the three students were there, and their sensei nowhere to be found.
"Oi!" I called over to them, getting a glare from Sasuke. Naruto welcomed me with a big smile, and Sakura waved. "Suchiru! What're you doing here? I thought we were meeting up with Kakashi-sensei." I put my hands on my hips, giving a big sigh.
"Well it seems that Bakashi is late once again, and I have beaten him here unintentionally. Again." A new signature arrived in a storm of leaves, causing my hair to whip wildly around me. I growled slightly, pushing it back out of my face. "Maa, you know that hurts my feelings, Suchiru." He said nonchalantly, referring to the name I had given him.
"I only use it because it describes you perfectly. I would know." I told him, crossing my arms and giving him a bit of a glare. "You know you two look so similar when you do that." Kakashi said, pointing between Sasuke and I. Giggling, I threw my arm around Sasuke's shoulder, "Of course we do, we're siblings!" I told him, putting my face right next to the poor kids. Sasuke's face turned an embarrassingly bright shade of red, and I pinched his cheeks. "So cute." I said, making Naruto burst out laughing.
"Anyway! Kakashi, I assume you are bearing these shining stars with good news?" I asked him, walking back over to stand beside him. "Ah, yes. Here you guys go." He said holding out the familiar forms. Sakura walked up and plucked them out of his hands, looking them over carefully. Naruto came up behind her, peering over her shoulder. "Eh, Sakura-chan, what are they?" She stayed silent for another moment, before her eyes went wide and a smile broke out on her face.
"They're chunin exam registration sheets! Kakashi-sensei, does this mean we get to participate in the chunin exams?!" She asked excitedly, as their sensei nodded. Naruto ran up to me, "What were your chunin exams like, Suchiru?" I laughed nervously.
"Well, mine took place in Iwagakure, and then the finals were here. I don't want to say anything about them, 'cause otherwise you would get a leg up in the competition, and that's not fair." His shoulders slumped, and he started whining. "But Suchiruuuuu~!" I bopped him on the head, ceasing the annoying sound that erupted from his mouth. "I said no."
"Maa, you're so mean to the kid." I gave Kakashi an incredulous look. "Like you're any better, Kakashi-senpai. You were the same way with me these past couple years." He waved his hand dismissively, and I cracked a smile. "Alright, kid. Let us go to the local ice cream parlour and indulge ourselves in your accomplishment." Sasuke groaned in protest.
"I told you to stop calling me that."
….
We walked through the door of the main Uchiha household, ice cream in hand. I shrugged off my black haori, setting it on the hooks in the front entryway. We both walked into the kitchen where Itachi was making some tea, seemingly just home from a mission. He looked up at the two of us, giving a soft smile.
"How is the Hokage's number one guard doing this fine evening?" I asked with a big smile on my face. "Better, now that I'm home and get to have a delicious treat." He said, grabbing the ice cream from my hand. I frowned at him as he gave me an innocent smile.
"What are you two doing home so early?" Sasuke lifted the sheet of paper for his older brother to see as I helped myself to some freshly made tea. I leaned against the countertop, sipping on the green tea as Itachi's eyes scanned the paper. "This is great, Sasuke. I'm proud of you." He told him, giving him a genuine smile. Sasuke still didn't look too happy about it though.
"Hey, what's up? I thought you'd be happier than this." I asked. He crossed his arms, "You guys were chunin by the time you were ten." I gave him a soft look. "Well, it was a bit different then. They were promoting a lot of kids early, since it was just after the war." He shrugged his shoulders, still unhappy about it.
"So Suchiru, where's Shisui?" I looked up from my cup, shrugging. "Saw him leave this morning, but he didn't tell me where he was going. I hung out with Hana all day, so I never saw him around the village, either." Sasuke scoffed from beside me. "I thought you always knew where he was." He mumbled, and then received a swift smack to the side of the head. "Listen kid, with that attitude, don't ask me for help with your training for the chunin exams." I told him as he rolled his eyes. "I wasn't going to ask you anyway."
Itachi quickly stepped between the two of us before it got any worse. I smirked, setting my empty cup down and heading towards the front of the house. "Well, I'll see you two later." I said, waving. "Alright. Thanks for the ice cream." Itachi commented with a small smile. I rolled my eyes and exited the house, heading to the apartment I shared with Shisui. It has only been about a year since I moved in with the boy, purely for convenience reasons only. And to help his awful eating habits.
I climbed the stairs to the empty complex, unlocking the door and walking in. It was dark and quiet, which wasn't unusual as of late. Both Shisui and I had been picked out for the anbu special forces, their emergency response team. We had a good pay check, even if we hadn't done any missions, so we were okay with it. That, and it was a two man team. We didn't have to worry about looking after anyone but ourselves, which was great. The only thing I didn't like was that we were on-call, so that meant people showing up in the middle of the night when I was sleeping.
I threw my haori over the chair at our table, leaving me in just my dark blue sleeveless one piece, which the legs cut off just a few centimetres under my butt. I had a thin white obi around my waist and a red rope that was tied around it to keep it in place. My boots were black too, and looked just like Karin's, from what I remembered. All one piece, except for the soles of the shoes, which were white.
I sat down on the singular couch we had and picked up Tales of a Gutsy Ninja, a book that I've read so many times I've lost count. Just as I turned to the third chapter, a knock sounded at the door. I sighed and got up, making my way over. I opened to see an anbu waiting patiently outside.
"Hey." He nodded to me. "The Hokage would like to see you." He spoke quickly before disappearing. I walked back into the apartment and grabbed my haori, making sure the Uchiha clan symbol had no dirt on it before shrugging it back on. I closed the door as I walked out, and then turned to make my way to the Hokage's tower.
When I arrived, I knocked and waited for the usual allowance. I opened the door to see Shisui. "Yo!" he said, waving a lazy salute. I smiled back at him as I approached the desk. I placed my hands at my sides, bowing deeply. "You needed to see me, Hokage-sama?" I asked politely.
"Yes of course. It's about the chunin exams. I want you two on protection detail. During the second phase, in the Forest of Death, then during the finals. There will be others as well, but I want to address team by team." We both nodded. "Of course." He then went on to explain how each team had a sector that they would look after, and that wireless radios would be used to contact the other squads. We left shortly after, leaving no room for chit chat. We walked out of the room and down the tower stairs, reaching the doors and stepping out into the cool evening.
"So," I started. "Where have you been all day?" He gave a sly smirk. "That's classified little lady. If I told you, I would have to kill you. And nobody wants that." I rolled my eyes at him. "Please, you wouldn't hurt a hair on my pretty little head." He quickly brought his hand up, plucking a strand of hair from my head. "Wow, you're rude." I told him with attitude. He only smiled brightly and let the strand go in the wind. Fast footsteps approached from behind us, and then someone slung their arm around my shoulders.
"Hey, you two finally on a date?" Hana practically yelled into my ear. I went bright red, and tried to give her my best death glare. "No, actually we just came back from the Hokage's office. He's getting us to be on the protection detail." Shisui said, completely missing (or ignoring) what Hana said. She let out a loud groan.
"Shisui, when are you gonna take Suchiru on a date?" He gave me a coy look. "If you wanted to go on a date, Suchiru, all you had to do was ask." he chided me, while I covered my hands with my face, internally screaming. "Hana!" a muffled screech came from me. She only shrugged her shoulders with an innocent look. I glanced over to Shisui, and he had a big grin on his face. I briskly walked away from the two, a muffled scream coming from my hands. I could even hear the two of them laughing behind me, what assholes!
The whole way home I was absolutely fuming. 'I can't believe she would do that! Actually, on second thought I could.' Sure, I liked Shisui, but did I like Shisui? I mean, I guess I kinda did? I like hanging around him and vise versa, but I don't know about a relationship. I mean, like I don't know if I'm even dateable. Hold up. Did he even see me like that? I will not just ask him either. That's a definite no.
I opened the door to the apartment, slamming it behind me. I just stood in the front entry way, completely embarrassed. I'm part of anbu, but I get flustered at the thought of dating. Some frickin' shinobi I am. The door opened back up behind me, making me jump and quickly turn around. There, standing in all his glory, was Shisui. He gave me an innocent smile.
"So... What was that?" he asked me. I stuttered. "I-I uuhm that was Hana being Hana?" I tried, but he only stood there with a smug look on his face. "Right." Cue crossed arms of non-believing. I gave a shameful look, hoping he would just drop the subject. He looked down at me, being 5'11 and me a measly 5'5.
"C'mon. We've known each other for forever. Lived together for a year. You can tell me anything, you know." I nodded, my face heating up again. But I stayed silent, rubbing my arm nervously. He lifted an eyebrow at me, looking me over curiously. He leaned in closer, getting incredibly close to my face, and I bent backwards a bit, trying to keep a bit of distance. He lifted his hands and grabbed the sides of my face.
Then he kissed me.
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haha. okay. uhm. Bad at writing romance, so it's super awkward, but so is Suchiru, so it pans out in the end. Finally starting to get to the actual plot of naruto now, so that's exciting.
Fun fact #1: I originally wanted to do this as a Kakuzuxoc story, but decided against it.
Fun fact #2: I was super close to letting some of the Uchiha live, then decided to leave it with the Super cool revenge squad™ of Suchiru, Shisui, Itachi and Sasuke.
Fun Fact #3: I had a whole plot planned out if I decided to do the whole 'Shisui committing suicide thing.' I guess it's a good thing I didn't, cause that wouldn't be much of a love story.
Also, it was brought up about Danzo thinking she's an Uchiha last chapter. At that (and this) point so far, he thinks that she's an Uchiha. Now that she's got the Sharingan, it kinda enforces the idea, and no one would really know she wasn't, except for the Hokage and those she already chose to tell. Hiruzen was the only one aware (other than Fugaku and Mikoto) about Suchiru's situation.
And yes! Kakashi had tutored Suchiru for a bit about using the sharingan as a non-Uchiha, because she trusts him with all her little secrets.