Through Time
The Rewrite
By: Tilunar.
Chapter Twelve, Death of The Shodai, Rage of the Nidaime, and The Peach of Winter.
~ Hi no Kuni, Konohagakure no Sato, August, Main Gates ~
"NOOOOOOOO!" Mito screamed in pain and denial as she saw the bloody corpse of her husband. "Nooo!"
Sakura watched as Toshio held his mother back, being careful of her swollen stomach, while Airi held Itsuki to her, tears falling down her face as she looked at her dead father in silent horror.
She turned to Tobirama, whose face was almost frightenly blank, and absently placed a hand on her own swollen stomach.
"Tobirama-kun?" She questioned with concern as she placed her other hand on his shoulder.
His slightly tanned hand gripped hers in a tight grip, though he didn't move his eyes from his brother's body.
"Kaname, Raizou." Tobirama spoke, his two oldest step-sons looking at him. "As the Nidaime Hokage, I have a mission for you."
~ Tsuchi no Kuni, Iwagakure no Sato, August ~
Kaname stood on one the walls that surrounded Iwagakure, Takuma crouched by his side while Raizou stood on his other side with Hiroshi just behind the red head.
"You're orders, Kaname-sama?" Takuma asked, his bright green eyes glancing up at his ward.
"Tobirama-san wants Iwa to pay." Kaname spoke softly. "Let's show Iwa the wrath of an Uchiha."
"Let's make Kaa-sama proud, ne?" Raizou asked with a wide smile, looking much like his mother as he did.
Kaname nodded slightly and watched as his younger brother stepped towards the edge of the wall, uncaring of the blood of the guards that they already killed that was pooled on the floor.
Raizou's slender hands moved quickly into swift hand-seals and he breathed out a long thick stream of dark green flames.
Kaname recongised the jutsu, it was a jutsu that their mother had made though when she used it, the flames were a bright vivid green.
The flames lit up the dark sky and alarms were rang as the flames twisted itself into the shape of a dragon, it gave a silent roar as it rushed towards the buildings, setting them alight with awe-inspiring dark green flames.
Though not as impressive as their mother's vivid green flames, Kaname had to admit that his younger brother's flames were quite impressive though he doubted that they would ever bring the same type and amount of fear as their mother's flames.
Shouts sounded as the shinobi readied themselves, the Uchiha brothers glanced at eachother one more time before they both disappeared in a flicker of movement with their guard, both going a different way to make as much chaos as possible.
Raizou kept a smile on his lips as he leapt from building to building, slapping exploding tags on the buildings as he went, exploding in a fiery boom as soon as he was safely away.
Hiroshi kept himself busy by killing the shinobi that chased after Raizou, his Mistress would kill him if he let any harm come to her son.
Hiroshi could still remember the promise she made him swear and the threat she had given before she bought him to Raizou.
"Hiroshi-san, do you promise to protect my son? To always keep him safe, unharmed? To not only be his guard, but his friend?"
"I promise Sakura-hime."
A cold sharp smile tilted full lips, "If any harm comes to my son while he's in your care, I'll make you pay. If he dies while he's in your care, I'll make you wish for death. For Hell would be a welcomed relief after the torture I put you through, Kistune no Hiroshi."
Sakura held no mercy for those who harm or let harm befall on her children. He understood why his Master loved her, she was a fierce woman, a worthy mate, she had been a warrior.
His Mistress had seen war, she had seen death and had embraced it. She could both kill and heal with her bare hands. She was strong, she was worthy of being his Master's wife.
While Raizou destroyed the village, Kaname slaughtered the shinobi, swiftly killing them with a blade of pure chakra, which his mother had taught him.
The Uchiha brothers favoured their mother's jutsus more then their fathers. All the brothers had degrees of Sakura's perfect chakra control and was able to use Sakura's near unbeatable jutsus.
Takumi followed his ward, a easy-going smile on his lips, as blood splattered across his face as he ripped through the emenies with his clawed hands.
Though he didn't seem like the type, Takumi was quite bloodthirsty when he wanted to be. He personally thought that was the reason that Sakura chosen him to be Kaname's guard. Takumi thought that Sakura could already recognized the bloodlust in her oldest human child and chose a guard that could match and beat that bloodlust.
His Mistress was wise like that, he mused to himself as he tore through another poor weak human.
Onoki, though a brave shinobi of Iwagakure no Sato, was afraid. He was in his mid-teen and he had grown up with stories of Uchiha Madara and his wife, Uchiha Sakura.
Though Madara had never striked the same fear in him as his wife did. Uchiha Sakura, The Bringer of Death, was able to strike uncontrolable fear in the hearts of anyone that heard of her.
He had seen the battlegrounds after she had dealt with the enemies armies, and he had been ever so thankful that he had never faced her in a battle. She had never had a reason to attack Iwakage by herself, though he knew She could if She wanted to, so Onoki had felt secure behind the walls of his village.
That safety had been destroyed when Onoki heard that the Tsuchikage had killed the Hokage. Senju Hashirama had been her brother-in-law, everyone had heard how protective She was when Her family was threated. He had feared since he heard the news that She would come herself to gain revenge for her fallen family member.
His panic had calmed when he remembered hearing that She had to remain in the village as She was with child, it would her first child with her current husband, Senju Tobirama.
But his panic came back when the warning bells were rung and he heared that Her two eldest sons had come in her stead.
Onoki prayed with everything in him as he moved about the village, a kunai clasped tightly in each hand. He did not want to die that night.
Onoki frozen, he would berate himself later for freezing and not trying to flee, as he saw Uchiha Kaname come towards him with a blade of shining chakra.
Onoki could of sworn he saw his life flash past his eyes, he would admit later that he hadn't done much in his life and would try to change that, he was centain that he was going to die when another blade parried the attack.
A tall blond man with light green eyes stood casual as he held back Kaname's attack with one hand gripping his katana, ignoring the furious snarl that the Uchiha was sending him, he turned his head to Onoki with a warm smile.
"You are Onoki-san, aren't you?" Takuma asked the young dark haired boy, whose wide dark eyes was staring fearfully at the crossed blades that hovered about his rather short height.
Onoki just nodded, feeling his throat go dry and close up.
"Sakura-hime said we weren't allowed to kill you, that she would have use of you in the future." Takuma said as he cocked his head to the side as he took in the rather plain shinobi in front of him, wondering what his Mistress saw in him. "Remember that you owe her your life."
With that said, both men disappeared and Onoki fell to his knees.
He owed his life to That Woman. May the Kami-samas have mercy of his soul after She was done with him.
~ Hi no Kuni, Konohagakure no Sato, Senju Main Household, December ~
Sakura hummed lightly under breath as she craddled her newborn child to her breast. Running her fingers over the head of feathery peach coloured hair, as a small fist grabbed her sleeping kimono.
Her daughter was such a tiny thing that it had startled her when she first held her new child. She was smaller then her brothers were when they were born, smaller then Mai was when she was born. But Sakura knew that her daughter, Momo, would become strong like her siblings one day no matter how small and seemingly weak she seemed as a baby.
Sakura eyed the peach hair in mild amusment, she never had one of her children have such a colour hair before. She reasoned it was because Tobirama had white hair but she knew she would become fond of her youngest daughters' peach coloured locks for it was a reminder of her old locks of pink.
