Disclaimers: A, I don't own Naruto.
Bleeding Martini
By Areku1993
Chapter six: The Family Legacy
Entry #95
6.25.1994
My time is coming to an end. I'm going to die. I was practicing with my powers, and a Hyuuga-- Hyuugs Hinairo-- stumbled in on my training. In my panic of discovery, I killed him... I wonder what Tori will say. She'll be so disappointed. She'll forever brood in shame of me. I hate myself.
And on top of Tori resenting me, Martini, now four, will also resent me. I'll be tried, sentanced, and killed for this murder. She'll be so sad. The police force is coming. I think just for the Hell of it the police chief is bringing his son, Uchiha Itachi, to watch them arrest me. Damn... I need to leave a note for Tori and Martini. I'll have to explain the legacy. This is so horrible.
NO TIME! I just got a call from the police chief that they're coming to take me. I'll need to right it here.
Tahata Tori-san-
Take yourself and Martini and move. Move to Sunagakure. You'll be safe there. Now pay attention to what I'm going to say.
The family legacy isn't a heirloom, or a simple plot of land. The legacy is a power. A bloodline, as they say. Tori-san, after close examination, I've concluded that Martini has the amazing power of telekinesis. How else can we explain all those times those cookies have gone missing just after Martini stormed off to go to her room? Martini's powers are not strong, yet, but after training, they'll grow. Once she's done training Martini will be able to project images of anything, make them so realistic they'll seem like genjutsu. She'll be able to move things with her mind, and make things disappear. I'm sorry this explaination is so brief; they're almost here.
I hid this in the bookcase so it looks like a normal old book. On the day of my trial I'll tell you where to find this journal. I love you, Tori-san, I love you with all my heart. I don't want to die. I want to live and stay with you. But I am a wanted man and I should be punished for killing innocent Hyuuga Hinairo. Good bye, Tori-san. I love you.
-Tahata Jayruss
