Many children of the Konohagakure village and the other shinobi villages grow up with their mother telling stories before bed. I grew up hearing many of the stories, but my parent never told me the legend of the toranooni. My older brother told me the story when I was five.
It was said that the Toranooni was to be born as a human. At will the human-born-demon could transform between its human and demon form. With its limitless power it would damage balance between good, and evil in the five-shinobi territories. Its choice between the better of mankind or the evils of the world will decide the future of the world. It was to be born the on the night of the first day of summer with presence of all five Kages. Her name will reveal her one of two weaknesses. The rest of the legend was written in a scroll protected by the Hokage of Konoha No Sato.
A dozen years ago was the first and last time I heard the legend. My memories of those bedtime stories as a small child are blurred, but only the legend of the Toranooni is what I remember. I recall very detail that happened before, during, and after my brother told me that story, which makes me wonder why I only recall that one story. The fact is that I have to read the scroll, but something inside me yearns to read it. Its as if my own fate relies on those words.
山田
The Yama No Kuni located on a large continent east of the continent where the five principal Shinobi territories are located. It's supposed to be ruled by the council, but the Yamada Clan controls the council. The Yamada were the second wealthiest family in the world to Gato, but after his death they bought his company, and doubled their power. They only want the best, which as so the best candidate to hesitate the family business. Children carrying the Yamada name are pushed to their limits or beyond, but none more then the children of the head of the family, Yamada Yoshito.
"Where's my daughter, Sasami?" demanded Yoshito, sitting down for breakfast. He was a man in his late sixties, even if he did appear to be entering his fifties. His gray hair was slicked back with gel, and held his head high with pride. There was a mean look in his eyes that shock fear in most people.
"I believe she went out horse back riding early this morning," answered his assistant, rummaging through papers, and memos. "She'll be back this evening, she said she had some business that you had her attend to. About her Coming-Out party, yesterday…? I must say sir it was a complete success. Sasami was completely surprised with her engagement to Uameshi-sampai."
"She was very surprised. Once all of the guest left, she lectured me how I had made a important decision which included her love life without her consent." Mr. Yamada continued his breakfast in silence till a butler came running into the room. The butler bowed to Mr. Yamada, and whispered news into his ear. Mr. Yamada suddenly rose from his seat a moment later enraged. "She's been what!"
"We're not sure if she was kidnapped, because Sasami is highly capable disabling her guards," continued the butler, in a stutter. "One of the guards has already regained consciousness, and told us that he could have sworn to have seen Uchiha Itachi before he was knocked out."
"I recall very clearly that I ordered a bounty on that bastard a year ago," yelled Mister Yamada, briskly walking out of the dining room. "I want you to send word to every shinobi village that my daughter missing, and offer one million dollars if they're able to capture her and alive, and unharmed. As for Itachi don't mention him in the message; they already want him dead."
"But sir, if they try to separate Sasami from Itachi; he'll kill them," reminded his assistant.
"Which is why we contact Akatsuki?" Yoshito took an empty makimono (scroll) from a passing servant. He entered his study, and approached his desk. He laid the empty makimono across his desk, and pulled out a calligraphy brush and empty inkwell from one of the drawer. "Leave." His servants and assistant quickly stumbled out the room, and shut the doors as soon as all had left.
As soon as he was alone, he conquered a dagger from under his desk, slit his left wrist, and let the blood drip into the empty inkwell. When he had enough blood he bandaged the wound. He dipped the calligraphy brush into the inkwell, and started to write on the empty makimono. An hour later, he filled the entire makimono, and in the center an image of a seal was illustrated. The seal was of a tiger surrounded by a flame. Yoshito resided a series of words of an ancient language, and smiled as he watched the seal glow, and change from a blood red to black.
"You're journey home will be a long painful one, Hatake!" he snared. Yoshito tightly shut the makimono, and tucked it safely into his suit pocket.
Damn it! Why do I want to read that Makimono, so badly. There's something wrong! There's something that's going to happening to me. Images of my past keep appearing in my head as I sleep. It like I'm reliving those horrible moments, that night. The night Nine-Tails Demon Fox tried to destroy Konohagure No Kuni was the last time I've been home, and my mother's dead body was the last thing I saw of my family. Why am I seeing this again? It was almost thirteen years ago. I already know my mother's death was my own fault. Why do I keep dreaming of that night? I'm sorry I couldn't stop myself. Do I have to go back home. I can't return, and face the rest of my family. I may hurt them as well.