"I don't blame you or your brothers for what you've done, Shoukin" Tsume, chain rattling by his leg as his dog moved closer to his side. Shoukin stared down at his old comrade, confined in this small room, with sad dark grey eyes. "Not for Hiroko sensei's death, or for the death of my fellow villagers."
"Then who do you blame?" Shoukin leaned against the wall, head tilted upwards as he stared hard at the ceiling. Since the Uchiha brothers, or as known by the village and the five shinobi nations, Heirs of Hell, have surprisingly made the village prosper under their dictatorship. Of course with the Kohana 12, now Kohana 9 locked in secure prisons guarded by Anbu loyal to the triplets and the triplets former teammates all confined in a single mansion under house arrest, there was no one who dared challenge them, except for the few rag tag rebellions, but the boys managed to squash those rather quickly.
"No one, I guess." Tsume stroked the fine grey hairs on his dog's back, she whined lightly. "After all, its not like you guys asked to be born Uchiha's, and it's not like the your parents raised you to hate the village. Not like you guys asked to be run out of the village. So I guess I blame fate."
"Fate huh?" Shoukin grumbled, his vision slightly blurry as he stared at his best friend. Despite the war, and despite fighting on opposite sides, the boys still could relate just as easily as they could during their Chunnin days. "You're as much of an idiot as I remember if you think fate is to blame, we all have choices, we pick them ourselves."
"Maybe, but there are somethings we can't choose. Like you didn't choose to kill Hiroko sensei, and you didn't choose to lose your eye sight."
"I can see just fine." Shoukin snapped, glaring harshly at the blonde Inazuka.
"Fine my ass, Uchiha," Barking out a laugh, Tsume shook his head at Shoukin's stubbornness, "that fancy Sharingan of yours is kicking your ass harder than you admit."
Shoukin silently agreed, a slight sting rushing though his closed lids. In his right eye he held the ability to teleport objects from one place to another, in his left he held the ablitlity to search through the memories of others, quiet useful when searching for those planning to overthow him, but queit useless on the battlefield.
"Your sister doing ok, that chakra surgery doesn't have a very high success rate." The sun crawled back into the mountains as the moon heaved its way into the sky, stars greeting it merrily. Tsume would do anything to continue this conversation, anything not to be left alone again for days on end. He never say who brought him food, it always just appeared on the stand near his bed. His dog kept him company, but their was a void that could only be filled by human contact.
"No, it didn't work. Not much we can do at this point they said, and Tsunade refuses to help since we murdered the women she saw as a daughter." Shoukin rose to his feet, running his fingers though wild dark violet hair. Himari had been diagnosed with a lethal chakra misplacement syndrome, where her chakra system had many holes causing it to leak out into her organs. This wouldn't be a problem, but it was such a large amount that her organs were starting to reject the chakra, shutting down slowly.
"Wait!" Tsume wasn't ready to watch him go just yet. "How's Koukai since, well you know." No one wanted to speak of Koukai's swift killing of his past teammate. Few people thought it to be true, believing that Kouaki had been in love with the girl. Shikama didn't believe it, the third member of their squad, couldn't bare the thought that the closest thing he had to a best friend would do something so cold, but their sensei Anko knew the truth. When he went to visit her, she yelled constant profanities at him, and he stood there and listened to her rage, her pain, her disappointment, her guilt for nearly six hours.
"I think he's doing ok, but he's been acting strange lately, but he always was a bit off." Shoukin waved as he closed the door, leaving Tsume in hated soulite once again. When he returned to the Hokage tower, smirking as a frustrated Koukai did paper work and irritated Fukkou argued vulgarly with the elders, Tsunade and Shikaku, over possible treaties between the loyal Leaf shinobi and the ones that were loyal to the triplets. Shoukin smiled as he passed by his four year old sister Himari as she sat on the ground, medical equipment attached to her chubby arms and chattered with a little Hyuuga girl who never left her side.
Shoukin didn't think of himself as a bad guy, neither did he think he was a good one either. He murdered, he stole, he lied, but at the same time he cherished his friends, protected and provided for his family, and did not inslave the people of the village he despised so much. Allowing them to go on with their dayly life, but with an Anbu made up of those loyal to him, and spies hidden around the village to make sure their was no insurgent.
The window shattered as an explosion roared outside and Shoukin sighed. Another rebellion attempt.
Alright I lied since I'm now free their will be three more chapters, or two it really depends. Then I'll get back to my other story. Bye. oh and review!