Our house wasn't big but it was ample for two people. I was in the living room reading aloud a book. The book was for children, hence very boring for an adult's mind but the purpose of doing this wasn't entertainment but being able to read. I was struggling. My mother occasionally pointing out the mistakes I made. She abruptly got up towards the door and then a knock came. She was a sensor. There have been more than enough instances where she just knew where people were. At first, I thought it to be some sort of super sense.
"Ka-san who was that?"
"No one ryuu-kun. I have to go out for a while. Think you can take care of yourself?" I nodded.
With nothing to do, I went back to reading.
she came back five minutes later. There was something off about her.
She always had her arms covered for whatever reason but she had one of her arm sleeves rolled up. There were bite marks all over her arm. In another world, I would have thought them to be signs of abuse or mental disorder or vicious hickeys but I was no longer in the another world. I knew what it was but yet I couldn't help but ask.
"What are those?" I said pointing to the arm with the rolled-up sleeves.
She told what she should to a 3-year-old. She belonged to the Uzumaki clan and by birth, I was as well. Those bite marks are all the people she saved. Karin Uzumaki, her name. The kunoichi with extraordinary chakra sensing and healing abilities.
Looking in the mirror, however, told another story. Black eyes, Black hair, and almost a ducks butt for a hair. Only one thought came to mind.
Well fuck.