Uchiha Fugaku was never meant to be head of his clan .

He is a proud Uchiha, bred to be a warrior, a soldier, a man and last to be a husband when time came . He was not to be expected to be something else, his path was already laid in front of him and he should be expected to walk on it .

He barely reached his adulthood when his path crumbles up and a new unfamiliar world was standing infront of him . The title of clan's head heavy on his shoulders, the sharp bites and bitter words of other clans, the eyes of everyone on him .

He felt sometimes he could not breath .

He was not ready for this, never was and he knew he never be ready . But he did what he thought was right, even biting his tongue at the elders, biting his tongue at the dissapointment, bitting at the remarks of others .

He truly felt unlucky at moments like this .

Unlike Itachi who was being steamed ready to take his place, Fugaku was born to two simple parents, Uchiha none the less but just civilians, 4th cousin of the former leader Fugaku was only child and was nowhere close to be heir .

His father died when he was around 10, funeral smelt like rotting and smoke he doesn't remember much only his mother's wailing voice and bitter salty tears streaming down his face .

His father died a horrible death, gutted like a pig, his clothes soaked in his warm blood ..

He became from a small boy to a man, too soon, too fast, he doesn't know anything .

He was scared as he has to hold his head high enough for people to see .

He felt so unsure most of the time .

More death came and more funerals that smelt like rotting and smoke, more funerals being held as he grown older, and he has to burry his mother next . The flowers did nothing to hide the fact she was dead, rotting, sickly grey flesh as she was only skin and bones .

Walking around like a ghost ..

She did not die just now Fugaku tells himself, she died with his father that day her heart stopped beating that moment . Only a moving rotting corpse walking around, her voice hollow and her eyes so far away .

Fugaku felt like he would vomit when the funerals became almost a daily thing, but the coffins became smaller till it were fetuses laying inside them . A sick disease spread around and the Uchiha's were panicking .

The mocking of the Senju didn't help ..

Smirking, taunting ..

Why ..

Just why ...

Fugaku felt so lost as more of them started to die, it was like an infection on the lungs . Squeezing the air out of them, sleepless nights and blood in the stools . Fugaku stood in front of Mikoto as she became infected, she bid him farewell knowing her chances of survival were slim .

'I am so sorry Fugaku ..' with tears in her eyes as she gasped for air .

Her teary face (he hates it) as she bids him goodbye (he hates it), telling him she loves him so much (he hates it), telling him she doesn't want them to die like this, not like this .

(he hates it)

Fugaku saw only red he could not take it anymore (his eyes burning), he could not take it .. That night he dreamt of fire, smoke, voices that spoke to him ..

They were so, so sad whispering to give him back ..

But Fugaku doesn't know who they meant, he tried to ask who they are speaking of . They kept wailing, whispering, they want him back, to give him back to them .

He is mine !

Give him back, give him back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back !

Give my only one back to me !

After that everything was a haze and he wakes up in a different room, a servant (Touko-san, it was Touko-san) who just was done cleaning his wounds told him what happend .

Fugaku understands half of what his dream was, the voices were still unknow but it seems he burned down every tree that were rooted in the Uchiha grounds . Every single one of them was burned to ashes, and Fugaku in his sleep did not leave a single one .

It were Senju trees .

A gift, for what ? Fugaku doesn't know ..

The disease was stopped taking only the head clan as it's last victim .

And Fugaku became clan head as all the others were already burried, he was the only one left and now he has 2 sons . He has Mikoto still with him as she was cured, nobody knows how but Fugaku doesn't want to find out .

A gift ?

From God or something worse ..

He bid his respects at the grave of the former head clan ..

But he knows the grave is empty ...

Why does he know that the grave is empty ..

He stares at all of them with sorrow but his head held high .

All of them are empty ...

"Fugaku-sama !" One of the elders shouted shaking Fugaku out of his thoughts, Mikoto holds his hand in comfort he squeezed it back ."Is what Sakujou told us true ?" His voice heavy his face in disbelieve, others were trembling with fear ? Anger ? Fugaku will find out soon ."Yes ." The words heavy as Mikoto closed her eyes her breathing shuddering, as everyone else fell into their sorrow and despair .

"We are cursed !"

"Damn those Senju's ! "

"Did they rape one of our women ! Who is that brat's mother !"

"Ssshhh watch what you are saying now !"

"They hear us, they will hear us !"

Fugaku was no fool he had the feeling they were being watched, being spied on by something he could not see . That's why he forbids flowers or any plant or tree being grown on the Uchiha lands, but it became harder as the weed seems to grown on places they can't see .

He remembers the house they tore apart because the roots took hold of it's walls, sickly sweet smell filling the halls and rooms, he remembers when they had to bury a mother and her baby . Covered in sort of powder he asked the Nara to look at it .

The Nara told him it was Ricinus communis .

It took a while for the Nara to back off when they demanded to know what was going on, but Fugaku knows the clan head is keeping an eye on him .

Everyone is keeping an eye on them .

"It's that man's fault !"

"Fujirou shut your mouth now !" An older woman shouted making the man grumble in anger . Fugaku sighs as he closed his eyes ."We don't know if it has anything to do with the ghost, for now we keep an eye on Uchiha Obito ..."

"What about Hatake Kakashi ? How comes he has the Mokuton ?"

"It's strange actually ."Fujirou stated as he calmed down a bit ."I understand why an Uchiha because of that part of history, but the Hatake clan joined 20 years after Konoha was found . They are not even know most of them were civilians, it doesn't make sense ."

"The clan did not even exist during the war ."One said as she smoked her pipe .

"There a lot things we don't understand for the moment, but it will be looked into it . But for the mean time don't do anything that will place the clan in danger, Obito and Hatake Kakashi are still young children, and we should not be harsh or put the blaming game on them ." None of them spoke .

"Understood ?" Putting his back into it trying to tower over those older folks, as some looked away as they agreed . But Fujirou did not back down as he narrowed his eyes ."You seem rather fond of those young children, are you growing soft now at time like this ."

"I don't ask for any judgement Fujirou-san, but I asked you if you understand what I as clan leader asked you ."

"Oh I am not judging you at all Fugaku-sama, don't worry about it ." He stood up groaning at his old bones, he stepped forward towards the door ."I was merely asking you ." And he was gone .

Fugaku almost went after him but Mikoto holds him back, Fugaku felt his body tense as anger seeps into him like boiling water ."Please forgive him Fugaku-sama, Fujirou is just very upset that the death of Taijuro ." One spoke up .

"We all are ." She added .

"I know ." He turned around and left the building without a word Mikoto right behind him ."What should we do dear ?" She asked worried as she looks at him for any answer he said nothing as he stares at the ground, a small green sapling trying to break the earth . Small whispering filled his head, as he kept staring at the small weed trying to reach for the light .

"Fugaku ?" Mikoto spoke with soft concern.

My beloved .. My beloved where are you ..

Give him back ..

My only one ..

Mikoto almost gasped as Fugaku with force tore the weed out, burning it to ashes almost taking his own hand with it ."Fugaku !" But he doesn't pay mind to it as he let the ashes go with the wind, staring at it for a moment before he looked at her ."I don't know Mikoto but . The worse has yet the come I know that for sure .

(flashback)

Fugaku was 6 years old at the time, he has trouble sleeping at a hot summer night . He figures he should take a walk, maybe see if Tai-kun is on his post yet . He sneaked out of his home, his parents being civilians helped a lot . They never had any ninja training so their senses were not as sharp as his .

He made a few turns knowing he is almost there were Tai-kun is suppose to be, before he stopped with moving his whole body froze for a second . He took a deep breathing as he shivered, fear started to settle in his mind and he doesn't understand what was happening .

What's going on ? What's happening to me .. His thoughts were filled with fear, as the cold grasp him in their hold .

He should have stayed home .

He looked around trying to calm himself down, he is on familiar grounds, most of his clan were sleeping but if he shouted he knows even the civilians would hear him . But he could not speak, he could not say a word .

Help me ..

Tears started to form in his eyes as he felt someone move behind him, muttering something but Fugaku could not hear a word they were saying . From the corner of his eye he could see long hair, a sick sweet scent filled his nose almost making him gag .

It only were few seconds (but it feels like he was standing there for years) everything was gone, he could move, he could breath, he can breath again !

He fell with a cry on the ground, shaking as he vomits everything out . The sweet smell forgotten as a sour heavy smell made their way to his nose and mouth ."Fugaku-kun ?" Making the boy look up while he shakes, spit and vomit covering the ground ."Shit .. What happend ." But Fugaku could not asnwer as he clings on the older boy making the other yelp ."Oi ! Fugaku you are getting me dirty man, come on you are covered in vomit !" But the other could not pry Fugaku off, and with no choice has to carry him home .

Leaving behind only a puddle with a small Jasmine flower flooding on it .

Watching them go .. Where did you go ?

Where did you go ?

Where ...

And a figure that hums softly as they walked off between the houses .

Where are you ..

- Chapter 3 -

Next chapter will have Sakumo, our little psychopaths and Minato will also have a moment ! Also this story will have a oneshot prequel !

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