My Name Is Uchiha Sakuya
Summary: What if a girl somehow ended up being reborn in another world as Uchiha Sasuke's twin sister? Will she find a way to survive the impending massacre and change her future or will she die leaving history to unfold by itself?
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto but my OC is mine. This is not a self-insert.
Chapter 10 - Fear Is Information
"Come again?" I asked.
"I'm teaching you the Fireball Jutsu. It's a clan specialty and I think you can learn it now." said Father.
I knew he was talking to me directly more than talking to both me and Sasuke. But, he's kidding right? He knows I have issues with fire. How the hell am I supposed to do that freaking jutsu!?
"Sakuya avoids fire like a plague." Sasuke pointed out dryly.
"The best way to face your fear is to conquer it." Father said sagely. But, I know he's just telling me to suck it up. I'm an Uchiha.
I once did try to secede from the clan, didn't I?
He gave a very basic explanation of what the jutsu is and how it's done. And by basic, I mean all of that in say, two or three sentences.
Explaining jutsu theory isn't actually very easy. It involves a lot of technical stuff that will just fly over our head if we don't have it written down first for analysis. In comparison, demonstrations are usually the easiest way to explain.
Father's fireball was huge. It was scary It was taller than our house. It was the type that would incinerate a person, people, in seconds. I was already unconsciously backing away when he froze me with an icy demanding glare.
"Now, you try it." he said. It was forceful - a command.
Damn it. Now, I miss the days that he doesn't want to train me.
Sasuke went forward, no hesitation. The seals were slowly formed, as expected of a six year old, but the jutsu was managed. The fireball produced was about the size of his head. It still made me flinch but it wasn't enough to make me feel like doubling back for our room and locking myself in.
Father sighed.
"Looks like it won't be like Itachi this time." he muttered. Sasuke looked stricken.
"Itachi's a genius, Father. He's not an easy lead to follow." I huffed.
He trained an eye at me and I suddenly felt like a cornered mouse.
"Why don't you try it then?" he said levelly, as if making sure that I registered it. I felt my confidence plummet faster than a speeding bullet. It was like there was a pop somewhere and it represented me.
"U-Um..."
I let my gaze trail to the water. Water is good. Water is safe. Water puts out fire, lets fish live, and keeps people hydrated. Practicing here is a good idea because the fire would burn anything. And yet...
"Can you just teach me something like a...Water Ball jutsu?" I asked pleadingly. I swear his eye twitched.
"The Water Style: Water Bullet Technique is a specialty of the Senju clan. The Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu is a fundamental Uchiha clan ninjutsu that also serves as a rite of passage."
He already said this before, to Sasuke. He's just repeating it to try drill the importance into my head in case I didn't listen. But, it's fire.
I look out towards the lake, feeling like the rug was swept under me. I didn't expect this day to come so soon. We're 6! This jutsu is normally taught to kids nearly about to graduate the academy at around 9 or 10 years old.
Itachi, damn it! Why did you have to set the standards so high!?
"Don't try and trick me with a seal. It won't work." Father added.
I gave him a sour look. As if I'd make a seal that replicates the effects of Fire Ninjutsu. Explosive notes are already things I barely tolerate. And the reason for that is because, while they explode, the flames from the explosion don't really last and spread. It's mostly heat and concussive force. I even took note that the old style appear to take quantum physics into account, making them more volatile and harder to control.
Fire Ninjutsu is just...fire...with chakra. Horrible combination if you ask me.
"Sakuya. Good luck." Sasuke whispered behind me.
Please don't show your support. It's only making my knees wobble worse.
"We're not leaving this place until you make at least a small fire like your brother." he said.
Damn it! Damn it! DAMN IT!
Oh man. I can do this. I'll just close my eyes and pretend that it's not there. I can make my body move on autopilot. Yeah, that'll work. The concept of sleepwalking works on the theory that the body can move even when the mind isn't conscious of what it's doing. Though, of course, that usually requires muscle memory to work but I'm crossing my fingers.
My hands flowed with the seals. I felt like lurching when I landed on the tiger seal. It's the seal most associated with fire jutsus. It's one of the reasons why it felt so horribly wrong in my hands. I practiced how to make seals...but that one. Too bad it's one of the easiest seals to make.
"Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!" I took a deep breath, felt the warm chakra in my gut ready to go out like a dragon's breath. Then...Then.
"GUHE~"
I balked at the last minute. The result was a mouth that felt like it just got stuffed with chili peppers and something that vaguely looks like fire drool.
I cried. It hurt. It's scary. I don't wanna~
I vaguely heard Father sighing in the background while Sasuke flustered about me. This is so embarrassing. It was even worse when Itachi came back home from his latest mission and saw my mouth swollen.
"He taught you that jutsu?"
Itachi looked just as surprised as I probably looked when I was told that.
"I-Fake-Fower!" I whined. I hate fire.
He made a deep sigh. "I knew you were going to have this problem sooner or later." His head was shaking in...what? Disappointment?
Sorry I can't live up to your name brother dear.
"Where's Sasuke?" he asked. "Did he hurt himself too?"
I harrumphed and turned away.
"Sasuke's out practicing the jutsu." Mother explained with a placating tone. He's practicing the damn jutsu that almost made me piss myself instead of consoling me. How nice of him.
"Him too?" Itachi looked like he just got drenched with cream pies.
"What are we going to do with them?" Mother sighed deeply. Like she's just really tired.
"Hm...Kaa-san, do you mind if I let Sakuya play around with some friends? I think she just needs a little change of perspective." said Itachi.
Mother and I looked at him curiously. What is he planning?
"Hello Sakuya-chan. Long time no see. Ah, but you don't remember me, do you?"
I vaguely remember her face. But, I don't know her. I know she's an Uchiha and all but I don't think I'm familiar with her. Maybe she's one of Itachi's acquaintances?
"You can call me Izumi. Itachi-kun asked if we could let you tag along today. Is that alright with you?"
Itachi has friends his age. It's still a little hard to wrap my head around that idea. Or maybe...
"Sakuya-chan?"
I blinked. I guess I was staring too hard, I forgot to speak. Speaking of...
"Are you Itachi's girlfriend?" I blurted out.
"Eh?"
I heard howling laughter from behind her. It was a kid her age - non-Uchiha. Possibly her teammate. Going by the hitai-ate on their foreheads, they're ninja. Most likely, they're genin. Fresh graduates. Why else would they have enough time to deal with me?
"Kamano-kun, it's not funny!"
The girl flustered. So, she's just a friend but her reaction suggests that she might actually be interested in the stiff. Heh~
"Nah. Don't listen to her excuses kid. Everyone knows they're secretly dating." The boy, dubbed Kamano, told me.
"Don't lie to her!"
Interesting.
"Sakuya-chan, Itachi-kun and I are just friends." she pressed.
More like Mutual Understanding. Apparently, my brother has an actual social life I don't know about. Sasuke's gonna want to hear this. He'll probably be horrified.
"Still, you really are his sister huh. You're like a clone of him or something." said Kamano-san.
"What do you mean?" I've been called Sasuke's double, which I technically am. But, I've never actually been physically compared to Itachi before.
"Itachi-kun's hair used to be shorter, like yours actually. And you're wearing similar clothes. I guess the only real difference is that you're a girl." elaborated Izumi-san.
"I guess that's true. We all took after Mother." I shrugged.
"Itachi-kun said you were a budding seal expert. None of us are actually any good at that. But, Kamano-kun's pretty handy with storage seals though." she endorsed.
I look towards the guy and the scrolls in his pocket. I can definitely feel the active thrum of a seal. After all, while seals function through chakra, their prolonged activation is actually dependent on the chakra in the environment, not the one infused to it when it was made. It requires very little to work, almost none, but I can still sense working spatial seals and a whole lot of stored weapons.
"You're a weapons expert?" I asked him. He looked surprised but it only lasted for a second.
"Yeah. I kinda need the scrolls if I want to take so many different weapons around with me. But, they're not cheap so..."
"You made them instead." I smiled. Those were almost exactly the same words that Shikamaru said to me all those years ago.
"I like this one." He said to Izumi-san. I get the feeling he's referencing to Itachi but I don't really have enough information to work with so I don't know what it was specifically.
"You're teammates right? Aren't you supposed to have two more members? Another genin and a jonin-sensei?" I asked with interest.
The jonin were the rare elite of the village so there were only so many of them. But, it wasn't like the anime gave me the complete list. There had to be a lot more omitted. I mean, I didn't even know that Shisui was a jonin by the time he was 13 until he proudly announced his triumph with the jonin exam.
"Oh, I think you should know them already. Come, we'll take you to the training grounds and show you." catered Izumi-san. Her words had me curious. What did she mean by that?
"Oh. Sasuke-kun. No, Sakuya-chan? You've grown!" said the kindly man.
Izumi was right. I know this person. He was Minazuki Yuuki, Itachi's jonin-sensei... What?
"You're Team 2?" I asked confused.
I'm pretty sure Itachi's team fell apart when his teammate died, the other quit being a ninja, and his sensei dropped out of the jonin-sensei roster and had Itachi officially transferred to another instructor as soon as he became jonin.
"Team 4 actually. I was surprised when Itachi said sensei used to be his teacher too." said Izumi-san.
"Maa, there's only so many that would take this job."
There was a certain tenseness in the man's body language. Becoming responsible for the lives of three kids again must've been a big decision for him. I actually suspect blackmail or something similar. Their mission had been pretty bad, going from a high risk C-rank to S-rank in the blink of an eye where a life was lost and the daimyo's was threatened.
Izumo Tenma was probably held closely to Itachi's heart if his death caused the sharingan to awaken. Details weren't shared but enough eavesdropping stunts let me gather enough pieces to figure out what happened.
Their other two teammates were out of commission and the other two were left alone to deal with a mysterious S-rank missing-nin. Itachi and a Tenma kid had been the most promising genin of their generation. Their teacher wasn't even there to protect them. Something like that...It must've weighed heavily on his conscience.
"Izumi-san and Kamano-san are lucky then. Itachi-nii said you're a great teacher." I smiled at him. He returned it with a weary one.
"Don't you mean we're lucky kid?" I found myself getting subjected to a familiar hair ruffling. It wasn't Shisui-nii's hand but, that stealth, that heat...
I turned around with a wide smile on my face.
"HANA-NEE!"
Inuzuka Hana was Kiba's sister and heiress to the Inuzuka Clan. She was super awesome because she knows how to heal ninken, talk to dogs, and most importantly, keep even the rowdiest of brats - Kiba - in line without ever having to yell. It's like she's Shikaku-sama minus the slouch, the facial scars, and the lazy drawl.
"Arf!" The Haimaru brothers, still pups at this moment, practically jumped me and bathed me in their saliva. I couldn't stop laughing because it tickled.
Remember when I said I wasn't very good with children? The same doesn't apply with animals. I love the little critters. It doesn't matter if it's a dog, cat, bird, snake, or a spider. I like animals. I once wanted to be a vet but the medicine field didn't quite agree with me.
"There are two girls in your team?" I asked curiously. After all, it was regular tradition that genin teams were formed with two boys and a kunoichi.
"Eh. There was a surplus of girls in our graduating year for once." she shrugged.
"So, are you like a tracking and recon specialist team?" I asked.
"Huh?" Kamano-kun looked confused.
"Never mind." I said.
"So, Itachi said you needed a little whipping. I'm a little surprised. Kiba said that you were notorious for your one-hit KOs." said Hana-san.
I felt myself go red at that. It wasn't that everyone is easily beaten in my class by me. It's just that very few can keep up with my speed. In terms of physical strength, Choji's probably the leading one. With skill, Hinata blows me out of the water any day. Don't get me started with Naruto and his unnatural stamina.
"It's nothing. I think he just wants to mess with me."
I lied. It was obvious but at least none of them know the actual details. It's too embarrassing to admit. Besides, what kind of ninja would reveal such a fatal weakness like that to others? An idiot, that's what.
"Well, you can watch us train if you want. We're only working on basic stuff today, right sensei?" asked Izumi-san.
"Yeah, sure. You might want to stand behind me when they start sparring though." suggested Minazuki-sensei.
I just nodded.
Team 4 was good. Scratch that. Team 4 was awesome.
Sure, they weren't quite at Itachi's level but these were fresh genin graduates. Overall, as newbies, they were actually pretty good.
I could see that their teamwork was more or less solid. Izumi-san and Kamano-san were comfortable around each other, as if they've done this over a hundred times. Hana-san was a bit of a wildcard but she wasn't a horrible third member. In fact, I think she's team leader. But, it was also terribly obvious that she wasn't as close with her teammates yet as they are with each other.
Izumi-san was everything an Uchiha is expected to be. Her forms were structured and basic but excellently utilized. She was also great with shuriken and kunai. Her selling point though was the fact that she already has a sharingan. That was an interesting tidbit since Minazuki-sensei confirmed that they've all only ever been on D-ranks.
But, having that meant boosts in area-awareness, reaction time, and genjutsu effectiveness. It doesn't look like she has too many genjutsu under her belt though. But, ninjutsu...She spewed fire like it was nobody's business.
It was a good thing I watched from behind Minazuki-sensei.
Kamano-san was something else though. He was everything an aspiring weapon's specialist is like. He knew his weapons, how to use them, and how to switch with more apt ones with impeccable sealing and unsealing timing. He makes Izumi-san's shuriken jutsu look like party tricks.
He wasn't like Team Gai's Tenten who made it rain metal while somehow still being scarily accurate. Instead, he was a close and mid-range combat specialist that could make Bruce Lee want to ask him for nunchaku pointers.
His hands were quick. His personal mastery over his weapons was gold. It was obvious that he trained and mastered many different styles of weapon combat with many different kinds of weapons even before he graduated. He wasn't quite a multi-weapons expert yet but he was getting there.
Hana-san was dominating. She practically owned the field. Her speed was undoubtedly good. She was probably faster than me even with chakra reinforcement. Then, there was that beastly agility and seeming telepathic link with her ninken.
She fought smart. Hit-and-run tactics utilized her speed well and kept her hard to pin. She was also good at maneuvering people with the help of her ninken. And, it always seemed like she knew what they planned to do before they did. But, her greatest asset was undeniably her ability to know where everyone is at all times - her sense of smell.
Hana-san is probably the scariest person to fight between the three of them. It's one on two, technically three on two, and she's winning.
"So, what do you think, Sakuya-chan?" asked Hana-san.
"Sempai-tachi are all so strong." I said to them. I wasn't lying. They were all amazing. It's hard to believe they were genin.
"Of course! We're not going to let your brother leave us to bite the dust." Kamano-san said with resolve.
Ah, so that's where the motivation came from.
"Hehe. Of course, they all still have a long way to go before they can be ready for actual missions." chuckled Minazuki-sensei.
"What's that supposed to mean!?"
I mentally agreed. As good as they were, it was obvious that they were still far too naive to survive an actual mission. They were still beginners at the end of the day.
"Sensei is right. Your teamwork is good but you're still unfamiliar with covering each other's weaknesses. At first, I thought you were a track and pursuit team but I think you're more like a tactical pursuit or combat kind." I added.
They all looked at me like I grew a second head.
"W-What? Was I wrong?" I asked.
"No. But..." Minazuki-sensei chuckled. "You really are Itachi-kun's little sister, aren't you?"
I gave him a flat look. Here they go again rationalizing my precociousness with Itachi's genius. I'm not a genius. I'm just a woman, an admittedly childish and hopeless woman, trapped in a child's body.
I had advantage in the mental department. That didn't mean I was a genius the likes of Itachi and Shikamaru. Lately, Shikamaru's been beating me in shogi more times than I care to admit. So, no.
"You know. I noticed something earlier. You were staring at Izumi's jutsus a lot. Don't tell me, you've been trying to learn them. Is it a clan thing?" asked Hana-san.
I felt my breath hitch and they seem to have taken it as confirmation.
"Well, the Fireball jutsu is kind of a rite of passage to us. Even if we do graduate the Academy, no Uchiha shinobi is considered an adult until they can perform it." said Izumi-san.
I felt my throat go dry. That was painfully true. I could graduate right now and go on never learning the jutsu and they'd still write me up as a child in our personal clan files whereas I'd be a legal adult to the ninja system. It's practically a sin not to be able to use the technique, fire affinity or no.
"Oh!" Kana-san shot me a look of sympathy, like she understands.
"Don't worry Sakuya-chan. You're still young. You have enough time to work on it." she said encouragingly.
I felt like retorting. It wasn't the tradition that I was worried about. It was the fact that I was expected to spew fire out of my mouth. I have a staggering fear of fire. It's a fact.
"I can give you pointers if you really want to know. I understand that it isn't easy." Izumi-san offered hesitantly. After all, I'm far too young to be practicing jutsus, by the normal standard at least.
"It's okay." I mumbled weakly. The less I have to do with that jutsu, the better. But, I know I can't run away from it forever.
I was in a bad mood and everyone knew it. No one tried to ask. No one tried to even question why I was attending class alone. They just kept a respectful distance as I simmered.
Then, it happened. The orange paint was all over me. I actually want to slap myself for falling for that. But then, Naruto's one of the few people that can actually hide from my chakra sense. I should've heard it but I wasn't paying attention.
"Hahaha! Get that Sasuke-teme!" he laughed.
I looked at him dryly as everyone backed away even further. Naruto really sucks at reading the mood, huh. Lucky for him, this prank of his didn't make me snap. It was the other way around actually. It was...calming.
"I'm not Sasuke." I told him levelly. His audacious laughing promptly ended as he froze. His aura of victory changed into self-admonishment and fear. It was practically screaming, Oh shit!
"Uh...S-Sakuya-chan. Um, this is, uh..." he stammered. He looked really scared, like I'd kick his ass right then and there or throw him into a tank filled with piranhas.
I've developed quite a reputation. I don't really know when it happened but everyone, especially the boys, know that they shouldn't mess with me. And he just dumped orange paint all over me.
I sighed and grabbed his arm. He looked like he didn't want to come with but my grip was unrelenting - I was using my chakra - and dragged him out of the classroom. He's lucky that we have self-study today and Iruka-sensei's not here to yell at him for getting paint all over the floor.
He looked like all the hair on his head stood up. We were alone at the back and he had no escape from me.
Ever since Naruto's started his prank sprees, Sasuke's been a prime target for him. Those two were always on each other's case. I gather it's because Naruto was under the impression that Sasuke's always tried to prank him back when and it stuck. And also, Sasuke never fails to outdo him while unintentionally rubbing it in his face.
But that was Sasuke. I was, for all intents and purposes, a bystander.
"What's this about now?"
"I-I'm sorry. I thought you were Sasuke -ttebayo." He looked like he'd faint any second.
"I know. I've established that. But, Sasuke isn't here and I'm the collateral. So, what is this for?" I rolled my eyes.
Sasuke was absent because he was sick. But, that was just the light excuse. He was actually chakra deprived from having practiced the Fireball Jutsu so much until he perfected it. He was going at it nonstop for one week just so he'd get Father's approval.
On the other hand, Father was being particularly prissy with me about my lack of motivation to overcome my pyrophobia and learn it as well.
I was so preoccupied with that fact at the time that I missed whatever altercations Sasuke and Naruto had so I actually have no idea why Naruto would want to dump paint on him in the middle of our classroom. It had to have been a big deal if drastic measures were taken. They usually just argue.
"He..." His voice was so muffled and slurred, I couldn't understand a thing.
"What?"
"He said even training harder isn't going to make me any better dattebayo!" he yelled.
From the look on his face, he really took it personally. For someone like him who's only ever tried his best through sheer determination and hard work, Sasuke's words may have been very offensive.
"Oh, that."
My mind trailed to a spar just a few days back. Sasuke was pretty cranky then too because he was swearing up and down that he almost got the Fireball Jutsu down, but then he had to attend class.
Naruto had been his sparring partner. It was hardly a spar. Naruto's stance was poor. Sasuke easily countered and had him pinned to the ground.
I remember them arguing. I sigh.
"He wasn't trying to be mean. He was just trying to tell you that your forms were all wrong. Even if you practice them over and over, you wouldn't beat him because your stances were too unstable and full of openings."
Naruto blinked in surprise. He looked like he hasn't caught up yet and was still processing that information.
"What do you mean? I'm just doing what I'm taught." He looked half argumentative and half confused. It looked the like the fight was taken out of him. He should've noticed it himself.
Basically, Iruka-sensei is the only teacher that doesn't actually have an issue with Naruto. I'm not sure how it happened exactly but one day, Naruto skipped class and Iruka-sensei went off to find him. Naruto was in so much trouble and he really got it that time. But, that was also when I noticed a positive shift in their relationship.
But he's not the only teacher, is he?
There are very few that aren't actually being complete dicks to him. The other teachers were deliberately teaching him wrong so that he'd fall behind. Naruto may not be very good at book smarts because he has the attention span of a goldfish but he was a monster at kinesthetic learning.
"No. Your forms are mangled. You're lucky that your body is sturdy. If you had a single misstep, you could've potentially hurt yourself from a bad fall."
He looked stricken. It must've happened already. More than once.
"Sasuke isn't very good at expressing himself. But, he was just trying to help." I said. Then, I had a thought. "In fact, why don't I help you fix your problem? I know the perfect teacher for you."
Minutes later, Hinata was a stammering mess before him.
It's amusing how Sasuke's been trying to do this since we first started the Academy and I manage it within five minutes.
By lunch break, we were all breaking off from our normal routine and joining the amusing crash course being led by Hinata. I could help but I prefer to just sit back and watch the magic happen.
"Feel better now?" I heard Shikamaru drawl beside me.
"Hm? I guess you could say that."
I certainly don't feel as sour as I was when I first came to class alone.
"I'm guessing this means you're no longer afraid then."
I turned to him curiously. Afraid? What did he mean by that?
"Naruto. You were afraid."
He said it plainly, like it was fact. It was, actually. And he noticed. I just...stared at him.
"I was afraid."
...of kyuubi. I was afraid of the higher existence that nearly killed me as a baby just by being there. The thing that could easily crush me like a bug without even noticing. The chakra beast that might as well be the embodiment of fire.
And I...forgot.
A knowing smile painted Shikamaru's lips. That...He...
"About time."
...Oh Kami. I can never get a read on this guy!
I forgot about kyuubi. Why? Because I was preoccupied about my fear of fire. That's why. The kyuubi should still rank at my top fear, well above fire, and yet...I forgot all about it.
Was this what Itachi was trying to tell me at that time? Was this why he made me hang out with his sensei's new team?
They were genin. They were green and completely naive about what is to come. And yet, their sensei became a teacher again anyways, despite the heavy responsibility.
Suddenly, I remembered something I read online. It was a quote, maybe? I'm not sure but I think it went a little bit like this.
Fear is just information. It's what you chose to do with that information that matters.
Fear...is information. It's a mental warning. It's...survival instinct...Instinct.
Something else came to mind. This time, it is a quote that I remember fully well. I even remember the person, or rather, the character that said it.
Fear is not evil. It tells you what your weakness is. And once you know your weakness, you can become stronger as well as kinder.
Gildarts, I think you just gave me the answer.
"Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!"
The ball of flames wasn't quite as big as the one that Father made when he demonstrated it in front of me, but it was big enough to be acceptable.
"That was good. I told you it could be conquered." he said approvingly.
"Tch. I didn't conquer my fear at all." I said surely. "I'm still afraid of the fire."
"Then, how did you do it this time?" he asked, curious. He urged me to explain.
"Fear isn't a bad thing. It's information, like a warning. Survival instinct. Like any other information, it can be put to good use. I know that fire is scary. It's dangerous. It can hurt, kill. But, that's why it's effective as a weapon. Rather than stay away from it. It's better that I use it instead, so that it will be my enemies that get scared of it. Fear is not evil."
He looked at me oddly. I know that my explanation must be full of philosophical shit but it's the explanation I can understand. Batman used the bat theme because he was afraid of bats as a child. So, he became the bat instead to scare his enemies.
I don't need to defeat the fire. I can become its master. I can become it.
"Well said. As expected of my child." he said to me.
I felt relief wash over me.
I think I understand now.
"Thank you Father." I said with a relaxed smile.
Then, I turned my attention to Sasuke who also came to watch. I noticed that he brought a first aid kit, just in case. Aw~
"Sasuke, I almost forgot. Interesting stuff happened in class today." I told him excitedly.
"Huh? Did Naruto try to prank Daikoku-sensei this time?" he asked innocently.
That was a valid guess. It might actually happen in the near future. But, it wasn't that.
"Er, no. There are no classes next week because of some summit thing. So, we're invited to a sleepover! Everyone's gonna be there. Mother already said yes!"
Sasuke's face lit up, then, his eyes trailed to Father.
"But, we have training."
Father trains us whenever he has time. Unfortunately, he's about as busy as Itachi always seems to be. Most of the time, it's Shisui-nii that's sparing us time for training. And he's the jonin.
I turned to Father expectantly. I'm just daring him to say otherwise at this point. Sasuke and I went along with his wishes and did the stupid technique. Mother is letting us have our rest day. There will be no training tomorrow, father dear.
He sighed. "Go ahead. You deserve your rewards."
"Thank you Tou-san!" Sasuke bowed respectfully in joy. I opted to jumping shamelessly in victory with a voiceless Yes!.
"So, where is it? The Nara? Or is it Inoichi's girl this time?" he asked. Those were perfectly reasonable guesses.
"We're going to Naruto's place!"
Both their heads snapped to me so fast, their necks should've snapped.
"Hehehe!" I just giggled.
A/N: Uchiha Izumi and Kamano Saisu were Itachi's classmates in the Academy before he graduated. I figured that Hana was in their age range too and put her in. I didn't want to make up a jonin-sensei so I had Itachi's previous one put here.
I know that Itachi Shinden stated that Team 2 didn't disband. Their sensei just picked up two fresh Academy graduates to fill the hole that Itachi's teammates left. Let's just say that things went differently here and there will be a reason for that explained much later into the story.
Itachi ended up in a different team under a different sensei and his original had a hiatus to sort himself out. Then, he became the sensei of Team 4 which consists of Hana, Izumi, and Kamano. :)
