Authors Note
This story has been adopted from the wonderful Forever Gypsy.
All characters belong to Kishimoto Masashi.
Chapter
II
Parasitic
... Two Years Later ...
Uchiha Tajima was dead, that was the only thing he could think of as he looked over the casket that contained his fathers body. The now deceased Uchiha Patriarch was neither the winner nor the loser, he was defeated by the great Senju Butsuma and yet his father had defeated the Senju as well. The Respective clan had ceased they're fighting in the midst of it all to mourn the loss of their own clan Chief. The fighting had stopped, but he knew that after the mourning, the anger and hate would resurrect itself once more and they would once again be knee-deep in blood and bodies.
Looking out the window he noted how the grey skies continued to mourn for the dead. So much like two years ago. He wondered, did the skies cry for their humanity, their souls? If the sun never rose again would everyone continue to cease fighting in order to contemplate the way of life?
He felt him before he saw him, his younger brother, his own child in a sort, walked into the temple carefully. "Nii-chan" He couldn't let him see his emotions, he was the Uchiha Patriarch now and he needed to keep the image that his own father had died with. He needed to be strong. "What is it Izuna". He didn't need to use any sort of honorific anymore he was the Chief, but Izuna did need to realize that.
He could feel the way his brothers body went straight as he realized that he didn't respond in the way he would usually have. "Sorry to disturb you Madara-sama, I thought you might like to know that the new bounties have been released".
He turned then to see Izuna holding up the stack of scrolls in his arms and he sighed as he softened at the sight. Izuna was always so eager to please him and his father, it was heartwarming in a way.
As he took them though he looked down at them in disgust, was this the way of life now? They were Uchiha and yet here they were constantly floundering around tracking down bounties to uphold their name and put food on the table. They were descended from kings and yet here they were ... it was pitiful.
Izuna's bitterness rolled off him in waves and he ignored it, he was in no state to deal with his brothers problems, now he had to deal with the entire clan's problems. "I take it we'll be sending men off further outside of Hi no Kuni" He unrolled one of the scrolls in his hands as he began to walk out of the temple.
There was no time to mourn when you were Chief, there was too much to do, too much to handle. It was in this realization that he understood why his father had been so hard on him and Izuna for so long, he had been preparing them for this day.
Looking over the scroll he sighed as he noted the usual names at the top of the list, their bounties even higher than the last time the bounties had been released. That was great, he'd have to put the men on high alert, people were desperate in these times for money that they were willing to go on such a daring task and go after an Uchiha or Senju.
If he were a lesser man he would take the opportunity and take on the bounty of a Senju, the amount of money that they were worth would set them up for a year. He wasn't a lesser man though, no, it was disrespectful to kill someone you'd been fighting for centuries for monetary value. In this he knew he and Hashirama were allied together in. Izuna's next words though had him looking through the scroll in curiosity. "The Kaguya Clan have been taken off the list". When the name didn't appear anywhere on the list he was surprised to find that someone had indeed defeated the mysterious white-haired clan from Mizo no Kuni. The interesting part of it all though was that in their place was instead a different name, he'd never seen it there before.
The Hōrō-sha.
His brows scrunched together as he looked over the description. Mainly a taijutsu user, no known Kekkei Genkai, but it was the physical discription as small as the information was it was not intimidating enough to be given such a spot on the bounties. Standing at only five foot four with no facial description, no known clan marking and only a cloak it questioned what they had done to be given such a spot. The last known locations were scattered at best if you didn't really look close enough, but he knew better, they were coming to Hi no Kuni, and they'd be there very soon if they hadn't already gotten there. "Tell me what have we heard about this Shinobi" He handed the scroll to his brother who looked it over as they continued their way through the compound.
Izuna didn't say anything and he wondered what was going though his head. "Izuna" His younger brother snapped back to attention. "There are rumors that he can take on an entire army on his own without even getting a single scratch on him ... They also say he's a ghost, one minute he's there then he's not. By the time they've realized he was there he's already gone to another place".
Great a mystery, he really didn't care for those kinds of shinobi, usually when faced with him, they disappointed him with their weakness, it was always so disappointing. Still though they were worth as much as someone from one of the main clans. The Hōrō-sha was one of the privileged there was no way he would go after them for the money, no only if they weren't up to his standards.
"If we take this route we can grab him before the Senju realize we've crossed into their territory" He stopped walking as he realized what his brother was saying. He turned to him. "We're not going after him, besides we don't know if the Senju will be wanting to take the bounty as well, by trying to grab the Hōrō-sha we are risking a fight with the Senju" Izuna looked angry right then and he knew that now that things had changed Izuna would have to adjust to the new regime, but Izuna was still young he would rather learn the hard way.
"Madara with a bounty like this we could be set up till spring". He remembered the first time he had talked back to his father and the resulting beating he'd gotten for it. He wasn't his father though and he wasn't about to beat Izuna for merely speaking his mind. "Let it be Izuna, we just lost our father and the others to the last fight with the Senju and we are losing more men with each fight than are women can bare us. Sometimes, sometimes there are reasons why someone is wanted besides having a Kekki Genkai and right now I will not allow any of our kinsmen to be put in any unnecessary danger, do you understand me?" Izuna glowered at him and he knew that he didn't make the choice his younger brother had approved of. "I understand perfectly Madara-sama".
There was a darkness in his brother's eyes and he worried, he knew that Izuna had always wanted to prove his worth to his father, especially since he was the second heir and even Madara had to admit that his brother had never truly developed in his trainings as he should have and perhaps that his was because of him and his father. Both of them always so busy with their own pursuits, to busy for Izuna.
The look in Izuna's eyes worried him more then anything before, yes they were part of a clan, but in the end it was just the two of them now and they had to take care of each other. Izuna wasn't listening to him, such a sad realization to, as he was without a natural born heir, Izuna was his heir. If Izuna decided to go against him he'd be left with no choice but to have him followed and watched until he came to realize that he was only looking out for him.
He was briefly reminded of his father just then and realized that perhaps his predecessor had believed that he too was looking out for his heirs best interest. He remembered a time when he was much younger than Izuna was now and how his father had him followed when he'd first started sneaking off to cavort with Senju Hashirama. Such a realization agitated him to no end and he couldn't believe he'd come to thinking the same way his father did when it came to his heir.
It was best to let the matter rest. "Was there anything else Izuna?"
The younger man looked hesitant just then and he knew that whatever it was, was surely going to give him a headache. "Izuna". He commanded his younger brother to speak up, there was nothing that he couldn't speak about with him. Izuna looked down at his feet a small blush forming across his cheeks as he spoke. "The elders questioned me about you marrying and having heirs earlier. They want you to start looking at potential matches".
Ah, now he understood, his brother had yet to take a woman himself and he himself was unabashedly open about his sexuality, something Izuna had learned for himself since they'd once shared a room together. It was the one innocent thing left his brother still carried with him and he was rather proud to know that.
He shouldn't have been surprised though about the elders, his fathers body hadn't even been buried yet and already they were swarming their desires onto him. Rolling his eyes he knew that he'd have to be careful with the women he bedded now. His father had warned him about the schemes the Elders had pulled to gain the heirs of his family. He himself had been conceived through such scheming as his father had been no older than fifteen when the former Matriarchs handmaidens had forgotten to let them know they had run out of persimmon and dong quai. The end result was his thirteen year old mother nearly dying in childbirth and almost taking him with her. On the upside of it all, his father had never allowed the elders to pressure them into arranged marriages like he and his grandfather had been forced into.
It was unfortunate for the elders though that he was not one to be bullied into doing anything, especially having a child for the clan when he himself felt it wasn't the right time yet. The world was still so dark and dangerous, there was too much fighting still, he was too busy protecting himself and Izuna alongside the clan, having a child of his own, having to put a defenseless child into the mix was too much even for him. Especially since his father hadn't even crossed into the Senju territory when he'd been attacked and defeated on his own lands. While he knew that Hashirama was not one for attacking anyone without just cause, it was the younger brother he worried about, Senju Tobirama was very much a product of his fathers beliefs and followed them very closely to the heart. The red-eyed demon son had always put a bad taste in his mouth and he was not about to put any child of his in that demons sight.
"Madara"? He looked back to his brother ignoring the fact that he hadn't used the proper honorific. "Ignore them". It was the only thing they could do at the moment. Izuna shook his head though and they slipped into his private rooms. "Brother, you're three years from being thirty and you now that your Chief it's expected that you marry and give the clan an heir. You know the elders will do whatever they have to in oder to attain their heir or replace you as Chief. ... Especially with Oji-san behind the helm". He sat down on his desk with Izuna taking the seat across from him. "Ignore them Izuna, Hachiro can campaign against us just as much as he did with father, I may not have a natural born heir but I do have you and besides we'd both have die without either of us producing an heir, and trust me when I say that most of the elders will push out all clan rules to make sure that no matter if me and you were to produce bastard children with civilian whores they will make sure that child would become Chief before they chose Hachiro." Some people even if they were natural born heirs were simply not meant to be heirs and his uncle was one of those people. "Besides I'll not allow you to cross into the Pure Land without feeling the warmth of a woman". Izuna only got redder at his words, he was so innocent that it was almost unbelievable.
A part of him wondered it was an odd thing to believe how innocent Izuna was. At twenty-four years old his younger brother was still a virgin. Izuna wasn't ugly, a pure-blooded Uchiha through and through he was gifted with good looks and the women of the clan as well as outside the clan had expressed this numerous times. He doubted he wasn't capable of either, it was a biological instinct to copulate. Izuna though didn't seem interested in men or women or anything outside that didn't concern fighting. It was terrifying to think that any negative feeling Izuna has ever had, had been bottled up and left to simmer inside him. That wasn't good, everyone needed an outlet and sex as he'd found personally turned out to be an amazing outlet for his stress and anger, if Izuna wasn't letting out all that negativity he worried that it would drive the younger man to a breaking point. There should be no reason to break when there was healthy ways to release everything they carried around. Yet here was Izuna, refusing to do anything about it and driving himself further into the darkness.
Izuna couldn't fall though, if Izuna succumbed to the darkness his death would be inevitable and Madara knew he wouldn't be able to handle losing his brother. Izuna wasn't just his brother, he was his child, he had basically raised Izuna as their father had always been too busy trying to defeat the Senju. The only time their father had ever made time for them was when he was beating them when they had messed up in their fathers eyes. Uchiha Tajima was not a father to them, merely their Cheif and only that, it left Madara having to care for his younger brothers and three of them had fallen in battle against the Senju he had become more and more paranoid and over protected about Izuna. Sometimes he felt like he was mothering him more than anything but he couldn't help it.
His younger brother cleared his throat and he knew that he had made him uncomfortable with the topic as he decided to change it. "Madara I do believe that it would be a good idea at least to take a wife .. It would placate the elders knowing that you're doing your job as the Patriarch" He scoffed. "Marrying someone would only fuel they're want for an heir, just ignore the elders Izuna or better idea, avoid them altogether". Marrying a woman would definitely make the elders worse. Even if he married though he didn't want to make his wife hate him for forcing her into drinking the crimson tea, he didn't want a child right now, it wasn't the right time and forcing someone he was married too, to do that would surely make her hate him.
"Be careful with the women you bed than brother, one of the servant girls informed me just recently that it would seem the Eunuchs have run out of Dong Quai, a very important ingredient as you know".
He knew only to well, the bastards, they were trying to force him to have a child just as they had his father and grandfather. On the bright side though, the servants were so loyal to the heirs that they made sure nothing went against their wishes. Many of the older servants that had helped raise him had learned early on that he hadn't wanted children and still has expressed such loudly, and surprisingly it was the servants that respected his wishes then his own kinsmen. "Make sure that the servant girl is well compensated for her hard work Izuna, can't have our little birds thinking we don't appreciate their loyalty to us". Izuna nodded his head.
Still though, he needed to remind the Elders that he was the Patriarch and that they could not bully him or trick him into doing what they wanted him to do, he was not their puppet.
Maybe a good sparring session with one of the younger elders would do the job. "Izuna do me a favor and gather the elders, I'd like to have them join us for our sparring session today". Izuna smirked at him knowing what he had planned. "Of course Madara-sama".
He looked over at his desk and noticed that a drawing of his was out of its usual spot and he knew that Izuna had been looking through his things again. He unrolled the drawing and looked it over, his heart warming at the sight of the child he had dreamt of once upon a time ago.
"I'm sorry Madara ... sama, I had been looking for a scroll regarding father's last words". He nodded his head as he stared at the beautiful child. So ethereal in looks that even the drawing couldn't touch at what he had dreamt about.
"... Madara?" "Yes Izuna?" "Why have you give up on finding the woman to bear your dreams?" He closed his eyes as he remembered nearly three years ago when he and Izuna had watched the meteor shower cross their skies and that night he had dreamt of the beautiful child with raven colored hair, his complexion and jade eyes that reflected the universe like nothing he had ever seen and they shined with happiness and love as she had ran towards him flinging her small body at him with a smile that could tear apart even the most barbaric armies.
He'd searched as far as he could to look for a woman with those eyes and when nothing came up he'd given up because he realized it was merely a dream. "She doesn't exist".
Izuna must have noticed that the conversation was displeasing him because he changed the topic once more as he turned over the bounties. "Pick one". He looked them over quickly as his eyes landed on an easy catch, not the best but it was further away from the Senju and it would bring in enough money to get them through till the end of summer. "That one will be sufficient for now". "Of course I'll get a team dispatched right away". He nodded his head as he continued to stare at the picture of the little girl he'd dreamt about so long ago.
A child so beautiful and happy he could only hope that the future was as bright as the world she seemed to live in.
Jumping onto the forest grounds, Sakura looked around herself, the hairs on the back of her nape were standing on high alert and her stomach clenched uneasily. She was tense but she forced herself to keep running. It was rather interesting to note, she had been running for a little close to a year now, completely deviating from her original course and it pissed her off to no ends. She was sent from the future to save it yet here she was in the past attempting to dismantle any enemies from future Konoha before they became enemies with Konoha. Unfortunately for her one of them decided they weren't going to succumb to her design just as the others had.
Of course though, as she had been apprentice to the Godaime Hokage she had been given access to sensitive material and one thing that nobody had ever truly explained in the acadamy or even outside was how Hashirama Senju died. Curiosity was a dangerous thing to have and as she had been fascinated to find that the Shodai Hokage had died from a very rare and in the future extinct poison that attacked the white blood cells in his body. In the time of his death the village had been attacked by Encephalitis without his white blood cells he was unable to fend off the disease as he should have since it attacked his chakra system first before causing swelling in the brain and killing him.
The files had stated that this is what had caused the Shodaime death. Rather interesting to note that the Elders of the village were to paranoid to allow the information be known to the public.
What fascinated her though since she'd come to this time was that the while the Shodai lived longer than any Shinobi of his time, excluding Uchiha Madara; especially considering he died twice in her reality. Senju Hashirama lived well into his fifties a very interesting feat, but it was the women in the world that caught her attention the most. Considering that women from shinobi clans were not permitted to fight one would think they'd have a longer life expectancy, but it turned out that a very few lived into their mid-twenties.
Even civilian women lived longer than that and it was the curse of being a clan women that caused all of their deaths. As she had been watching the clans in this era, she was disturbed to find the single most important thing that the clans women lacked the most. Women's health and networking. The clans treated women as little more than cattle, their bodies only there for the clan to produce more soldiers, civilian women at least had a little more freedom in their lives as they were allowed to be educated and have jobs but not clans women. Their primary role was to serve the clan and give sons for the clan to use. The damage to their bodies after constantly being forced to procreate and birth.
Clans women were raped and beaten more so than civilians women because of the need for sons for the clan. In this she found that the life expectancy lowered even more to sixteen. Clans women weren't raped, there was no such thing as rape and in this she could only hold her breath and watch as the women took what they did not deserve. The lives of women were reduced to this, die in child-birth or die by the hands of their husbands.
She'd been doing so much in this time that she hoped that the work she'd done so far would help in that, women weren't just cattle their lives were worth just as much as the mens lives. Two years had gone by and all she wished for was that her work would pay off soon, there were too many innocent people dying out there for no reason and it broke her heart.
Spreading her chakra out she realized she had lost her pursuer, she allowed herself to relax. It was unfortunate, there last two years had landed her in some seriously bad situations and trying to assassinate the man that defeated Senju Hashirama was one of those bad situations because now he was chasing after her and not the other way around anymore. It gave her a headache just thinking about how much time she had wasted this past year just trying to shake him off her.
She was glad that he wasn't a chakra fighter, he was not a close combat fighter either, his specialties were poisons and air-borne illnesses which in her time were considered biochemical warfare. In which he was the nameless originator. She needed her chakra though, especially since the the Senju and Uchiha Chiefs had just died, she knew her time was coming very soon and she couldn't lead this man straight to his attended victim.
There was a familiar sound ahead of her and she attempted to see through the trees but she was too far away. The sound though, metal on metal, screams and cries. The smell of blood and sweat, the tears, it all overloaded her senses as she realized what was happening. As she got closer she sucked in a deep breath at the sight. She found herself at the edge of a battle and the sight broke her heart. Children! Children no younger than six were being forced to fight children and grown men! Their little bodies littered the battlefield and many were turning blue right before her. Making sure her mask was on tight she wrapped her cloak even tighter around herself, she was careful as she inched closer towards the battlefield. There was no way she was going to allow anymore of these innocent children to die!
The first two children she grabbed she immediately noticed their clan symbol, Uchiha, the air was knocked out of her as she looked at the bodies lining the battlefield closer and realized who those boys were fighting. It didn't take long for her eyes to land on the four figures that stood out the most. Their bodies and chakra so familiar to her it was hard resisting the urge to help the Senju heirs but she knew as her eyes closed in on the one person she didn't recognize that she her services weren't for the Senju clan right then.
Uchiha Izuna, his brows were thinner his eyes not as feminine, lips much much fuller and his face was just a tad bit thinner as well, but damned it to hell was he a dead-ringer for Sasuke. ... Actually she was sure that it would be Sasuke was a dead-ringer for Izuna ... right? Oh god that was going to fuck with her for a little bit. A bomb went off and she held herself together as she shook her head from her thoughts. This was it, this was the moment she needed to stop from happening.
The babes in her arms began to whimper and she looked down at them knowing she'd have to help them first before anything else. Tobirama and Izuna weren't fighting as of yet and that meant she had time to spare.
Adjusting the children she carried she walked carefully back to the forest with them, hoping that she wasn't doing more damage to their bodies. As she laid them down on the ground she looked over their small bodies as she tore their apart their armor and clothing. There wounds were definitely life-threatening and she knew she had to be quick. She held her emotions in check as her hand nearly dwarfed there stomachs as she began to heal them.
This was utterly ridiculous, children fighting a war they knew nothing about, she hadn't wanted to use her chakra but they were innocent children and she couldn't leave them to die. It wasn't fair to them, none of this was fair and it was all because of a ridiculous blood-feud. The boys eyes were red and glass matching their red cheeks and running noses, their tears just did her in. She wanted blood for them, even if they were a Senju an adult hurting an innocent child was just wrong. What's worse was that it wasn't just adults killing children it was children killing children. They were all just babies.
Her thoughts were broken then as she felt a malevolent presence creep upon her, she stiffened as she was slow in her movements, it wasn't Zetsu, no his chakra would have been very noticeable and it wasn't her stalker, this chakra was strong. Reaching for her katana carefully she kept her eyes on the Uchiha children, focusing, no one would hurt them anymore, she would not allow it.
As quick as the branch that her enemy stepped on she pulled her katana forward and froze at the sight of a matching blade right at her neck, her own just a mere hairsbreath from his abdomen. They both hold their breath and she regarded the person that was willing to hurt these too children only to be struck at the sight of her.
There holding a katana an inch away from her neck was none other than the Nidaime Hokage Senju Tobirama, his red eyes regarded her with such hate that she wasn't sure if she was staring at pure hate itself or a man. Thankfully her own face was hidden from his view and was unable to see her reaction towards this situation. They both watched each other with bated breath and she knew that her next move needed to be made carefully least she lost her head.
There was truly only one way for her to get out of this and she mentally groaned, her want of all anonymity was going to be ruined right then. "Senju" His eyes widened as he took in her voice and she saw him visibly flinch at his new situation. "I'm going to sheath my weapon, I suggest you do the same". She learned quickly that in this time because women had such a short lifespan compared to men that the code of shinobi, a law followed by all did note allow for the death of women in war. They were precious commodity and that couldn't be wasted.
Ever so slowly the grey haired shinobi stepped back from her and she sheathed her katana just as she promised before she reached up to her mask and pulled it off to allow him to verify that she was indeed a woman. "I mean you no harm Tobirama-san". He placed his katana up again and she rolled her eyes, well nobody ever said that women weren't known casualties of war for nothing. "You're an Uchiha!" She realized then that he had seen the children behind her and had noticed their emblem. She took a good look at the Senju then as she regarded him. "I'm no Uchiha, I am merely a healer". She was knew that right now was a very important moment, any little spot of trickery and it wouldn't matter if she was a woman, he thought her an Uchiha and that was dangerous. She placed her hands up in a surrender, knowing that if he saw her hands he'd realize this.
The thing that civilians didn't realize about shinobi was that a good deal of it was all a slid of wrist, a game of follow the lady. She felt the kunai in her hand and when she saw him visibly relax at her surrender she threw it towards him and watched as he turned into smoke.
Of course he wouldn't be here there though, he had after all invented the Kage Bunshin no Jutsu, behind the smoke though told another story, there the Nidaime stood with a body hung over his shoulder and another clone of his stood next to him with a man leaning against him for aide. She breathed out angrily, he was probably causing more damage to those men than he knew. Shaking her head she placed her mask back on and signaled for him to get closer to her.
"Place them over there, as soon as I'm finished I'll heal them". Both he and his clone looked skeptically at her and she rolled her eyes glad she had placed her mask back on so he couldn't see it. "How can I be sure you won't kill my men? You whom are helping Uchiha?" She didn't look at him. "Children, I'm helping children, perhaps Tobirama-san you should try it as well". Her words didn't seem to affect him, she figured it wouldn't all he could see was Uchiha and the Senju hated the Uchiha, it was what it was.
She could hear him though as he bristled behind her, placing him men down, it disappointed her though, Senju Tobirama was someone she had once looked upto as a child, not him exactly but his legacy, he had created the academy, the ANBU, the Chunnin Exams as well as the Konoha Police Force ... Although during the war they had all come to realize that he'd created the police force under the guise of appeasing the Uchiha when really it had been to alienate them by forcing them to handle all the dirty parts of Konoha's day to day operations.
She ignored the pang of disappointment that hit her hard at realizing that he was possibly one of the most powerful perpetrators in the war, but nobody would actually say it because he was a Senju and the Senju's were supposed to be good guys. Senju Tobirama was though very prejudice and showered the Uchiha's with discrimination like no other could possibly imagine and from the looks of it, the rest of the village had followed suit and Uchiha Madara had decided to end it all. The matter still stood though the Senju's were the good guys.
The Nidaime left her then and she breathed in a sigh of relief, she didn't have the time to fight with him, she needed her energy and while it was not a waste to save the people that were suffering, it was detracting from her original plan. Continuing her healing she watched as the children groaned and cried in pain and she tried her best to make sure that her work was quick so they wouldn't have to suffer any longer.
One of the boys that she had finished with looked well enough and she watched as he tried to scramble to his feet and she held onto him. "Careful boy, don't hurt yourself". She pulled at her mask again knowing that a friendly face was always a good start. The boy calmed down considerably at the sight of her feminine feature. "Can you walk?" He nodded his head and she looked down at the other boy who looked well enough. She couldn't tell them to run and hide, she knew they were part of a clan and if they returned home without fighting they would be labeled as cowards. "Take you kinsmen here and be very careful, stick to the forest, there's less fighting there and if your Chief leaves, you leave as well understand". He was crying and a part of her heart broke at the sight. "Boy did you hear me?" He nodded his head and she helped him with the other boy as she ushered him to the other side of the forest.
Turning towards the Senju men she set to work, his wounds were nothing compared to the children's wounds and it disgusted her to no end that a fully grown adult could even think of hurting a child. She wasn't going to treat him like the children, he'd survived into adult hood and could take care of himself. Looking around herself she noticed that the Senju that had been left with her looked nothing alike. It was interesting to note that too, Hashirama and Tobirama didn't look like each other, but Izuna and Madara did have similarities, they didn't look alike but they looked like brothers compared to the Senju. She couldn't help but wonder why because ultimately they were all bonded through blood and should look similar to one another in some way.
She could feel him coming back and instead of all that malice and that eerily composed chakra signature she felt a rather quiescent and analytical presence creep upon her, next to one of the other Senju Tobirama placed another one of his clansmen down ad then placed a child right in her view sight. An Uchiha child! She turned her attention towards him for a moment. He didn't look at her but kept his eyes on the boy. "You're correct, he's a child". She didn't comment, didn't need to, she needed to hurry up and get these people patched up.
It was a good thing she couldn't see him at that angle it was too painful to look at him, he was too similar to Kakashi, way to similar, she'd seen Kakashi once without his mask and his resemblance to the Nidaime was uncanny. Now though it only served to remind her of her broken heart and how alone she was in this world.
Her nakama were all gone and dead in this world and the opposite one.
His eyes were watching her every move and she ignored the feeling that crawled on her skin as he squatted down on his hind legs and observed her. "How are you doing that? My Chief has the ability to use his chakra to heal himself but never had I thought it possible to heal another person". She took note that he didn't call Hashirama his brother, he knew she knew his name which would only mean she knew him and that meant she knew whom his brother was, but he didn't call Hashirama his brother, he called him his Chief.
Did he not acknowledge Hashirama as his brother or did he not think she knew that Hashirama was his brother? "Chakra" She cleared her thoughts trying to keep the situation clear. "Is a pure form, it is neither good or evil, it subservient to the will of the user. If you want to kill it will be your blade, if you want to heal it will be your needle ... You and the rest of the world want to use it to destroy one another so it bends itself to your wishes, I use it to save the lives of the people around me, so it bends to my will".
the childs body was littered with stab wounds and she couldn't understand how any adult could do such a thing to a child, they were small and everyone knew it wouldn't take much to kill them, why the overkill? "You say you're not part of a clan so why do you care about a war that has nothing to do with you?" The child's wounds were healed he'd be live to see another day. She'd have to get him to the deeper parts of the forest, he'd lost a lot of blood and was unconscious she couldn't leave him where the Senju could find him.
"If I don't then who will? This war is pointless don't you think? Innocent children are fighting and dying and all this bloodshed, all the tears it doesn't seem to cease when it's all trivial compared to other things. ... When I heal though, it's not pointless it's not a trivial matter, it matters, it makes a difference and it stops the tears of the innocent and gives them one more day".
Tobirama didn't say anything, but she tensed as he stood up from his position, she kept still, these were dangerous time and there was no guarantee that he wouldn't kill her, she had saved the lives of Uchiha and Senju's didn't believe in that. He turned away from her and left and she relaxed as she turned her attention towards the other Senju that had been left in her care and she healed them quickly, there was no need to fully heal their bodies, just enough, they were full grown adults, they didn't need the same care as the children.
A part of her was proud though, she'd awed the Nidaime with her skills, although in her time Medical Ninjutsu wasn't a very sought after skill, especially considering that not long after the naming of the Sandaime Medical Ninjtsu had been declared useless on the battlefield and wasn't necessary to learn. It was until Tsunade took the role of Godaime Hokage was it declared that every genin team would have at least one shinobi trained in the art of Medical Ninjutsu. In this time though she was powerful, nobody had her skills not even the powerful Senju Hashirama could heal anyone other than himself.
Her thoughts were cut short thought as she heard and argument nearby there was no time to daydream this might be the battle where Uchiha Izuna was fatally wounded by Tobirama and she needed to save the Uchiha. Quickly she healed the others grimacing slightly at the half-assed job she did but it was would do well enough, they'd live another day. Grabbing the child from her side took him into the clearing with her knowing the clans would have the women come and collect their fallen and they'd find the boy among the bodies, it was the only solution she had at this point. She couldn't leave him where the Senju men were, they'd hurt him again and that couldn't happen. The boy groaned in her arms and she looked up to find his dark eyes staring at her, but she knew he'd suffered from too much blood loss to really focus on her. She got to the clearing where the battle was raging and pulled her mask to the side as he started to struggle with her. Seeing her feminine features only calmed him a little and she placed him on the ground. "Stay here boy and wait for the other women to collect you all".
She wasn't sure what made this fight all the more different but something in the air, told her and everyone else that this fight was a lot different that all the others, even the four shinobi that were the focal point of the battle seemed to sense it. She could see it in the way they fought, so similar to the way they had fought for the existence of mankind in her reality.
The younger Uchiha was her main focus though, she couldn't stop the fight, there were too many Uchiha and too many Senju if it was just the four she was up against she may have had a shot to stop the fight but not the entirety of the clans. So she needed to wait for the right moment.
Watching as the scene played before her she held her breath as she watched Tobirama and Izuna fight each other, it was nothing like watching Madara and Hashirama but it was chilling no less. Tobirama seemed to be void of all humanity as he fought his foe with cold and calculating red eyes, Izuna's own shined bright hot with a hate that she hadn't seen since the war in her world.
Using their respective elements they created a smoke, a mist sort of screen around themselves, Izuna was fast and lithe as he moved out of the way of a deadly kunai, missing him by mere millimeters. Before she could even blink though Tobirama was on him, his katana ripping through the flesh and organs as if the younger Uchiha, tearing him apart like how her and Ino used to tear petals off a flower. Her heart stuttered at the sight and she forced her self to keep still it was too dangerous still. She knew that Izuna would live long enough to make it back to the Uchiha territory and give Madara his eyes. She had time.
Madara caught his brother before he could even fall to the ground and the sight of his fear, his love all for his brother, she could have never imagined seeing such emotions on him, not after the monster he'd become in her world. She could feel the rage roll off him as he looked over to Tobirama who was stopped in his assault by Hashirama. Her mind trying to comprehend, that was a fatal blow, they all knew it so why would he continue to try to hurt the younger Uchiha? Why so much overkill?
They were trying to depart peacefully she noticed, but Hashirama blocked them and her mind whirled like no other, they all knew he was going to die why prolong the pain and suffering? "Madara you cannot defeat me". From normal ears she could hear the arrogance in his tone, but as she listened with keen ears she heard how tired the Senju was of fighting and the concern he had for the Uchiha.
Hashirama extended his hand out in a sign of peace, attempting to persuade Madara to end the fighting with him. Hashirama continued to reach out with his words. "The conflict will eventually start to die down". She was usually a sucked for sentimental moments but the medic in here was pissed off, if Madara didn't get out of there, Izuna's wounds could cause internal bleeding if they hadn't already and he could go into shock and his chakra pathways could begin to rot.
Her breath caught in her throat as she watched Izuna whisper something to Madara, that was not in the history books and that had definitely not been revealed during the war, what had he said? Whatever he said though Hashirama couldn't hear it and Madara was looking around them as if the puzzle was beginning to come together.
Madara threw a smoke bomb out of his pockets and she cursed as they disappeared. What definitely hadn't been written in the history books or told in the war was what happened the moment Madara and Izuna disappears, she watched as half of the Uchiha men dropped their weapons and bowed their heads in surrender. She knew that there was only two options for Hashirama and that was either kill them then or take them into his own clan, she didn't have time to figure out what would happen though because she needed to catch up to Madara before Izuna died. 'Fuck' She'd have to use her chakra to catch up with them! Quickly she ran towards the forest and towards the direction of where she knew the Uchiha compound was. As she got onto the tree she watched as Madara moved as quickly as possible with Izuna, not as fast as she knew him to be but considering he was basically holding dead-weight she couldn't blame him. Concealing her chakra she kept a safe distance from Madara and Izuna.
She wasn't sure how she was going to do this, the closer they got to the compound the more she stressed. She couldn't heal him in the compound the Uchiha Elders wouldn't let a complete stranger come near the heir apparent even if he was already dying, the sharingan was too important and a pure-blooded Uchiha's sharingan was even more so. Madara she was positive wouldn't let her anywhere near his brother, she saw the look he'd given to Tobirama and knew that he wouldn't chance a stranger getting near his brother in such state.
The Uchiha compound was just through the next trees and she dropped back even further no doubt there would be perimeters around the compound. There was only one option for her though and as she watched Madara drop into the compound she gulped as she heard him scream for help, watching as the guards all pulled back into the compound tightening their security up at the sight of their injured heir.
She was going to have to kidnap Izuna from the Uchiha compound.
The healers came to Izuna's aid and took him from Madara and she quietly moved closer, looking for an opening into the compound from her perch on the branch. Madara's body stiffened and she did as well as she watched him turn towards her location and stared straight at her with his Sharingan bright and spinning. There was no way he knew she was there, her chakra was concealed and Madara wasn't a sensor at all.
Izuna's screams broke through the tension and Madara turned away from her and watched him disappear into the largest house in the compound, no doubt his home. She was careful as she jumped onto the roof of the traditional house, finding an opening in the servants quarters she went through and jumped up and moved the wooden panels and jumped into the ceiling balancing herself as she trudged through following the screams.
When she reached the area where the screams were the loudest she was careful and held her breath as she removed the wooden panel just enough to peak through and see what was going on. Madara was watching as the healers tried to do everything in their power to heal Izuna but as she took in the blood stained sheets and the sweat that covered the heir she knew she needed to do this as quickly as possible. Taking on the physicians wasn't going to be a problem, just by looking at them she knew they were not trained in the shinobi arts, no the problem was Madara, he wouldn't let her go anywhere near Izuna's weakened form, and they'd lose him if they fought, she'd have to lure him away.
Revealing her chakra she watched him tense and turned towards her she made another clone of herself though and slid to where she would be able to get to Izuna quicker. The clone stayed in her spot and she nodded her head at her and she concealed her own chakra so Madara wouldn't notice she was there and watched as her clone dropped from the ceiling and attacked Madara.
He took the bait and threw her clone out of the room and into the garden. She held still and waited, watching as healer slid the shoji screen shut. She slipped out of her hiding spot then and just as fast as they activated their sharingan she activated a sleeping jutsu, watching as they all fell to the floor, her target though had dragged himself out of bed, leaving a trail of blood in his wake as he went to grab his katana from his belongings on the chest.
The hold he had on the Katana was weak and they both knew he was dying, yet he was still fighting to protect himself as he crawled away from her with his katana pointing towards her as he screamed at her. "Whatever you want just take it and leave!" He screamed as another pain shot through him and she watched as the katana fell from his hand and he gripped his stomach in pain screaming. "Madara!" He continued screaming as he curled in on himself and she was careful as she watched him scream his lungs out on pain on the floor of his family home. "Madara!" He grabbed for a kunai then and she took it from him quickly and threw it behind her.
She squatted in front of him and removed her mask. "Madara!" "Please I don't want to hurt you Izuna-san" she grabbed his hands and pulled him into a better sitting position and he screamed and she knew as she took in the wound that he was in a lot of pain. "You're dying, let me fix you" He looked up at her then and she shuddered at the hate and the darkness that filled his eyes, he was cursed. As her chakra invaded his system she felt it, that evil that entwined in his chakra, that darkness, Zetsu, he had gotten too him long before she had thought he would have.
His face was red and heated and she was sure that this was the closest she could get to seeing an Uchiha really cry, it stunned her for a moment as she continued to hear him scream and cry for his brother. "Please! Just leave us!" He was begging her now and he whimpered through the pain. "Please, just please" She wasn't sure if he was begging for her to end his suffering or help him and she sighed as she reached over and with a small amount of chakra in her fingers, he tried pushing her away but he wasn't even strong enough to lift his hands anymore. Her fingers brushed the pressure point on his forehead and watched him slump forward unconsciously, she placed her mask back on, making sure it was secured properly.
He'd lost so much blood his skin was so deathly pale that she shook her head, if she didn't start healing him soon she'd loose him, she looked over the area where the blood was coming from and she knew there was no way she could carry him that wouldn't damage it more.
A loud crash came from outside and she watched with wide eyes as her clone crashed through the fragile shoji screen, scrambling to get up, all she could see though was Madara his red eyes spinning deadly as they landed on her, her heart stopped dead as all those horrible memories of what those eyes were capable of flooded through her mind. The urge to hurt him was so strong that it physically hurt her heart that she couldn't.
He stepped through the torn shoji screen then, red eyes swirling and deadly intent rolling off him in waves. "Get away from him!" This side of Uchiha Madara, this unknown side of him terrified her more than what she could remember, because this Uchiha Madara had someone to live for, someone to protect and that was frightening.
She missed the modern world, she missed music on the radio, dance halls and above all going to movies, she'd learned so many tricks just from watching movies. Madara took another step closer towards her and she watched as her clone dropped the noose around Madara's neck and pulled up, he struggled, snarling angrily at her as her clone pulled the noose and pulled him up.
Taking the opportunity she was quick as she threw Izuna's unconscious form onto her shoulder and stood up, she could feel through her connection to her clone that Madara was going to break the noose soon and so she threw a smoke bomb and ran.
Through her clone she could feel as Madara pulled himself up the rope and used it to pull her clone forward and threw her against the floor, the connection broke and she knew her clone had been destroyed.
Pushing chakra into her legs she pushed herself to go faster but the moment she turned to look behind herself she saw that Madara was gaining on her.
So much for not using her chakra, she rolled her eyes as she made three more clones of herself and Izuna, stopping just long enough to hide behind a large tree, she steadied herself on the branch and reached into Izuna's body with her chakra and connected to his, using her free hand she was quick as she formed the tiger seal and pushed the two of their chakra's through and she held herself perfectly still against the large tree.
If she learned anything after her first Chunnin exams it was that the Meisaigakure no Jutsu was a god send in cases where she needed to give herself a little bit more of an upper hand. While the technique had its flaws, Madara had eyes on her clones and with his judgement impaired with the fear of losing Izuna she doubted that he was really focused like he should be.
Her clone ran past her followed by Madara and she kept herself deathly still as she watched him grab hold of one of her clones, her clone disappeared and he began tearing apart the forest as he screamed. "Izuna!" The anguish, the fear, the love ... it shocked her, she'd seen hate, she'd seen fear, and she's seen love, but this love between these two brothers was something she'd never seen before. Even Itachi's love for Sasuke was nothing compared to Madara's love for Izuna.
Her two other clones flew past them and he took their bait and she waited till she couldn't see or hear him anymore before she jumped from the branch trying to be as careful as possible as she hit the floor of the forest.
Izuna's chakra flickered against hers and she knew that she couldn't keep going anymore, she came upon a quiet river and saw an abandoned tea house next to it, it looked so serene and yet as she looked at the ravaged tea house she knew that the wars between clans had taken its toll on what might have been a quaint area.
She adjusted Izuna once more and she kicked the door, she heard the screws cry against her and she kicked harder once more before the door caved in and fell off its hinges. Walking on top of the door, she looked around the dusty tea house and groaned.
It was so dusty and dirty and not a good area to conduct any sort of healing, but this would have to do. She placed Izuna on the low table.
Gripping his shirt she tore it open and got a good look at the handiwork of Senju Tobirama. It was horrid, infection was beginning to set in and she cursed as she took off her cloak and removed her bag from her back. She'd have to heal the wound and stop the infection at the same time, but that was complicated. She looked around the tea house as she reached into her bag and pulled out the notes.
On the chance that Madara found her, she'd need to hold him off just long enough to do the healing. Going around the structure she placed the notes on the four walls and infused her chakra, the barrier would hold for at least a few hours, just long enough .. hopefully.
Turning back towards the younger Uchiha heir she got on her knees focused herself on healing him, creating another two clones she began cleaning the infection of the wound.
Tobirama was certainly out to kill the Uchiha men, the cut was not clean at all, his organs and skin were shredded, she wasn't sure how he was still alive at this point, but he his heart was still beating, it was weak, but it was beating and it was only by sheer will.
Izuna's body began shaking as she pushed her chakra into his again, she grimaced, he was going into shock, she looked at her clones and watched as they stopped cleaning the wound and held him down as she pushed more healing chakra into him, he'd lost to much blood, 'fuck'. Making another clone she stepped away from Izuna and looked through her bag. Right now in this time she was so glad she was O negative, the issue was the needle, making the line was the easiest part, making the needle was not the easiest part, she had to take her request to ten different glass blowers and metal workers just to get the needle just like she remembered. making the line just took a long time to find the right material to substitute since the material it was actually made from didn't exist yet. ... Neither did blood transfusions but she guessed since it was a different reality that it would be fine.
Looking through her bag for the tourniquet she pulled it out and walked over to Izuna's unconscious form, she wrapped it tight around his upper arms and sighed in relief as she saw his perfect veins popping out, at least someone was making this a little easier for her, looking around the room she sighed, there were no chairs, but there were other tables, she watched as her clones went and got them and stacked them on top of each other and next to the table Izuna was sitting on that would have to do. Grabbing another tourniquet she wrapped it around herself and laid down on stacked tables and watched as the clones connected the line to her and Izuna, it wasn't the best looking but considering she made it herself she was rather impressed. She grimaced at the pinch of the needle laid down closing her eyes and watching through her clones as they continued to heal Izuna's form.
He wasn't out of the danger zone from dying from blood loss, but the infection was still there and as they pushed more chakra she grimaced at the feel of his own fighting her, now that he had some blood in him his chakra was a little more alive and she didn't like the feel of his slithering against hers with it's darkness.
His organs, veins and muscles were finally repaired and she sucked in a breath as she focused on his chakra pathways and the infection. The infection was the thing that could definitely kill him still, but it was much easier to clean and heal an infection that repair chakra pathways. He was an Uchiha and she learned from Tsunade that Uchiha and Hyuga had some of the most difficult, extensive and unique chakra pathways that healing them was a pain-in-the ass and would use up nearly all of her chakra she'd have use that chakra just to keep herself from over-exhausting her own chakra.
Opening her eyes she watched as two clones focused on the chakra pathways while the other one focused on the infection. There was still one more thing she needed to look at but with her own chakra inside Izuna's body she wasn't sure. That look he'd given her though, that look of pure hatred, pure darkness, that was locked in her mind, she'd never seen such a look before, not even Sasuke had ever looked so far gone. It was as if Izuna had just surrendered to the curse.
Izuna's chakra continued to fight her own and it made her realize that it was protecting its host, because chakra was like a parasite, it couldn't survive outside a host for a very long time, not naturally. Chakra lived inside living organisms, and if those living organisms were able to focus they could bend it to their will.
... Chakra was a parasite. She learned first hand too, just how parasitic chakra was for an Uchiha, it controlled them, their emotions, their thoughts, their reactions, she'd felt the chakra inside of Obito and she knew that Uchiha's chakra worked them in all sorts of ways that others chakra didn't, it was as if the Uchiha chakra had a mind of it's own, as if it was alive, even she had to admit that her own chakra hadn't felt so alive compared to what Obito's had felt like. Her chakra was a part of her that was for sure, but the Uchiha chakra ... it was so devastatingly beautiful how powerful and how alive it was.
The infection was completely cleaned and healed and she sighed in relief. Izuna was definitely not going to die now, all she had to do was fix his chakra pathways and destroy his curse. ... Sounded just like a regular day. Her two other clones began helping the one that was working on the chakra pathways and she started feeling dizzy.
Being drained of her blood and her chakra was more than she though it would be, but she'd persevere because she had to do this, for her people she needed to save Madara and to do that she needed to save Izuna. She reached out with her chaka and touched his body focusing on his blood, just a little more and he'd be in the safe zone. One of her clones handed her a cloth and she unfolded it to reveal the jerky she'd made a few days ago. It was delicious especially after all the chakra usage and the blood transfer.
Looking over her clone she grimaced at the way her hair looked, yuck, she'd need to find a bathhouse or a clean river, her hair was oily looking and greasy reminding her of a salmon almost, and the dirt that covered it ... she needed to take a little better care of herself.
There was a groan and she ignored it, he wasn't going to wake up anytime soon. Although, she looked back to her hair, she should dye her hair soon, she was in Hi no Kuni now and while the Henge no Jutsu was more practical, an Uchiha or even a Senju would be able to see through it, she'd have to change her hair color the old fashioned way, on the chance she bumped someone from one of the main clans.
Her thoughts stopped as her clone found what she'd been looking for, she stood up and with the help of a clone she separated herself from Izuna and traded placed with her clone and placed her hands above his head, her chakra penetrating deep into his mind.
'Holy fuck' Her brows scrunched together as she closed her eyes and focused, there starting at the crown and twisting into his third eye was a nasty dead piece of chakra, that was feeding off the two primary chakra points and from the looks of it, it had caused bruising on the prefrontal cortex, a dark chakra that so did not belong to him, the DNA structure even dead showed that it a cesspool of random DNA strains as well as a foreign plant like substance. Not completely human not completely plant based. ... Zetsu
This was how the curse of hatred worked, it was a parasite just like she had figured it to be. By attaching itself to the third eye and the crown it was blocking the young heirs ability to think clearly, and ground himself. By blocking just these two points in the base chakra points with a dead piece of chakra, Zetsu and Kaguya were able to basically blind the person by causing a sort of mental block, like seeing only half of what was going on.
A blockage in the crown and third-eye in someone so young could even cause insomnia, lowered sex drive, difficulty concentrating, and possibly even coordination problems. The insomnia and concentration problems were probably the worst of all the issues he was going through. She couldn't imagine not being able to get through the night with all that was happening around them.
It felt her chakra and she could almost see it grown and reach for her own and as it touched hers she pulled her chakra out of Izuna's body. That wasn't good, she couldn't use her chakra to remove it without it trying to attack to her own chakra and contaminating it.
It was a true parasite, and there was only one way to get ride of a parasite, she needed to kill the host. 'And after all that hardwork'.
If she remembered in her training even if she'd kill the body the human brain still remained alive and active for at least ten minutes, but she only had at most three minutes to bring back the body before she couldn't resuscitate it. So she'd have to force the brain to think it was dying quickly. Pressing her chakra back into his brain she focused her chakra and took in a deep breath as she watched Izuna's chakra surround her own and try to protect itself. His body began to twitching and he groaned in pain and she focused her chakra more.
His hands grabbed at her wrist and she looked down to see that he was looking at her and she sucked in her breath, Uchiha's were definitely made of some tough material. He tried to push her off him but it was no use, in his current position he couldn't fight off a fly. Her clones grabbed his arms off her and he groaned in pain and she eased her grip on him, she was being a little too rough.
Focusing all her chakra to surround his brain she placed all her killing intent into the chakra and watched as the brain's neurons began to go dark, Zetsu's chakra though, noticed this as well and unraveled itself from Izuna's chakra points and made it's way towards her own. She pulled her chakra out quickly and watched as Izuna's body finally stopped fighting as his brain gave out. Her heart stopped itself as she heard the roar of pain that rumbled through the forest.
'Madara' ...
She counted the seconds, three minutes that's all she had was three minutes before she was forced to bring him back or allow the chakra to dye inside his body along with him.
one hundred and twenty ... Come on, come on, there's no way that chakra was going to let itself die. ... One hundred seventy-seven. Fuck it! She placed her chakra back into his brain and heart and started the resuscitation process, and as she and her clones pressed on she noted that there was no trace of the foreign chakra and she realized that even though Zetsu's chakra had looked like it was going to attach itself onto her own, it was possibly that his chakra recognized her chakra and without a suitable host died inside of Izuna's body.
As Izuna's heart beat to life and the neurons in his brain glimmered back to life she breathed out in relief as she watched his body breath to life in a normal healthy way.
Now all she had to do was get him back to his brother ... that sounded like the easiest thing she was going to have to do in regards to the situation.
'Whoah' A wave of dizziness drifted through her system and a clone steadied her and she looked at the needles in her and the Uchiha's arm, she didn't remember making that decision, but considering her clones were of the same conscious it would make sense that they would know what she did think subconsciously. She eased herself back onto the tables they'd set up for her and she canceled out her clones, she needed to rest before she could even think about getting the heir back to his clan.
In the deepest parts of his mind he acknowledged the fact that he'd never had felt this rested, it pained his heart though as he thought about Madara, his death would certainly undo his older brother, but at this point there was nothing he could do from his place. He was dead and now he could only wait for his brother to join him.
A shuffle was close by and he snapped his eyes open to look up at a wooden ceiling, this was certainly not heaven nor was it hell, he sat up and his body groaned in pain and he looked down at himself to see his shirt ripped open and the wound that should have killed him was gone, replacing it was soft smooth skin and uninjured muscles. "What sort of magic is this?"
The shuffle that had awoken him before came again and he snapped his head in the direction of it and his blood ran cold at the sight before him.
There laying against the shoji screen was a girl with bright pink hair with a purple diamond shaped tattoo in the middle of her forehead, she looked to be sleeping and he stood up uneasily with the low table crying beneath the loss of his weight. A weird sort of string stopped him in his march as he took notice that it was connected between him and the girl and it went into his arm he grimaced as it stung when he tried to take it out.
"Don't do that". His eyes flicked over to the girl and his breath caught at the bright green eyes that stared at him and he could swear he could see his soul reflected back at him through those glassy depths. She slid off the tables she had been on, her cloak she'd been using as a blanket sliding off her body as well and he looked away at the realization that she wasn't wearing a top, the curve of her breast spilling out from the leather bindings she wore. He swallowed carefully as she approached him as if he was some wounded animal. "Here let me help you". He took a step away from her but lamented at the feeling of the needle in his arm that connected the two of them. "What did you do to me witch?" She looked at him solemnly as she took a seat on the table that he had just been laying on and he watched as her skinny belly clenched and revealed the toned muscles beneath as she placed a sandaled foot on the table, with her black shinobi pants and body language he would have confused her for a shinobi if it wasn't for her feminine features and he watched as she pinched the string that connected them. "What do you remember Izuna-san?"
She knew his name? "I was battling the Senju when that red-eyed demon got the better of me ... Ma .. my chief took me to the healers and". She nodded her head, her long, unruly hair bouncing as she did so. "The wound that the Senju inflicted upon you would have been fatal, by the time I was able to obtain you, you'd already begun to suffer from extreme blood loss on top of an infection setting in, your healers were going to consider you dead by the hour."
A glimpse of what she had been speaking about raced across his mind and he held still as he remembered how she'd gotten into his rooms and past his brother and guards. He looked back towards her and watched as she removed the needle from her arm and wrapped it with a cloth, her face was skinny and young, slightly dirty like her hair but so very feminine and very elegant. Besides those large feminine green eyes was that purple tattoo. It didn't look like a normal tattoo in the least but it certainly wasn't any sort of birth mark he'd ever seen. She was so ... female.
"I saved you Izuna-san that's what I did, now let me finishing caring for you". She didn't have any killing intent coming off her, but he'd heard of some clans using their woman as bait. She rolled her eyes as she stood up and he took in her skinny belly again but now he got a good view of her wide hips, nothing compared to a lot of other women in the clan but wide enough to be noticeable, especially since she wasn't dressed properly. "Listen I'm not going to hurt you or your brother, I just want to heal you" She seemed so genuine and she was so pleasant looking that it was hard to keep resisting her.
His shoulders shrugged in surrender and she moved forward and was quick in her work as she detached the needle from his arms. She smelled good and womanly and like the forest and he took in his surroundings as he waited for her to finish wrapping his arms.
Were they in a tea house? It looked destroyed and as if no one had been there in decades but he could still tell that at one time it might have been a nice teahouse. "Do you live here?" She scoffed and he looked down at her in amusement, it was so un-lady like. "Not likely, it was the closest place I found that was secured enough to hide in while I healed you". She finished his wrapping and stepped away from him before she looked up at him.
Her stare was slightly unnerving to him, especially considering he wasn't used to random strangers, women at that, looking him straight in the eyes so boldly. "Deactivate your Sharingan please". She said it so simply that he was shocked, nobody just spoke to an Uchiha like that. "I need to take a look at your eyes ... I noticed that you were able to evolve your Sharingan to the Mangekyo Sharingan, in the time that I've been in your presence and your brothers I've noticed that the two of you hardly ever deactivate your Sharingan I surmise that this is because the two of you can't see without it anymore ... I want to see if there's anyway I can heal the damage that the Mangekyo has caused to your sight ... If you'll allow me".
There it was, she wanted his eyes, or at the very least she wanted to destroy his eyes. He backed away from her and she didn't follow, he attempted to walk out of the teahouse only to be pushed back by an unseeable barrier. "I wouldn't try that, we're locked in here for another day at least, the barrier will hold still unless someone from the other side is able to dismantle it".
He turned back towards her and watched as she stood there with her arms behind her back and her chest pressed out, she was small in height and body and didn't seem like she was dangerous but still he hadn't survived this long by trusting people outside his clan. "How's your head feeling?" He regarded her and she smiled impishly at him and it struck him how young she looked, she had to have been younger than him.
"Izuna-san I am only trying to help you, if you do not wish for me to look at your eyes than I will not go anywhere near them, you have my word". "A word of a witch". She rolled her eyes at him again and he couldn't believe she was rolling her eyes, what sort of woman was she?
"I am not a witch, I use chakra just like you do, only I prefer to heal people with my chakra ... I don't want to hurt anyone". How had she survived so long with her abilities? She looked down at her feet then as she spoke. "Let's start over yes? My name is Sakura". Sakura well that was creative of her family to name her after the flower her hair looked like. "Sakura" she looked up then as he tried it on his tongue. "No clan Sakura?" He wanted to hear her lie to him. "No ... It's just me, I've been on my own for a few years now". From the looks of how skinny she was and how dirty her hair and clothes were he would guess that to be a truthful statement. "This is where you introduce yourself". She said as she regarded him with curious eyes.
He nodded and he took a step closer to her and straightened himself out before bowing carefully to her like he'd been taught, the feeling of his hair tickled his neck as he did so. "I am Uchiha Izuna, heir apparent to the Uchiha Clan and younger brother to Uchiha Madara" He stood back up and she looked like she was confused about something. "I thought shinobi weren't supposed to give out there clan names?" He shrugged his shoulders. "You already know though, may as well give you a proper introduction". She nodded her head.
"Did that hurt your side?" He shook his head and looked down at his side where the wound had been inflicted upon him. "No, it's so fascinating, it's as if it never happened". "Good and you're gonna make sure that it never will happen because that took a lot of work to heal even for me, your chakra pathways had been destroyed on that side, but seeing as you're using your Sharingan I take it that they're working properly again".
She seemed to go back to her medical report as if she didn't want to speak of anything else he tried once more. "So Sakura", the name felt weird on his lips. "Where do you live?" She didn't answer him, she had turned her back towards him and he took in the definition of her back muscles, definitely not an ordinary woman. "Sakura ... san" She continued to look through her bag. "Yes Izuna-san?" "Why did you save me?" She stopped and turned towards him and he was taken by how small she looked underneath her thick long hair. "I am grateful of course but you are not indebted to me or my kinsmen ... so why save me?" She looked to be contemplating something and he waited for her to speak.
"Your death would have caused dire consequences for the world ... I think there's enough bloodshed out there, don't you agree?" Dire consequences? He wondered what she was speaking about, before he could ask she changed the subject on him. "Are you hungry?" She turned completely towards him as she revealed what looked to be jerky and his stomach twisted at the sight. When was the last time he had eaten? Before the battle with the Senju or the day before that? He couldn't remember but it looked good. He watched as she grabbed a piece of jerky and began eating it, showing him that it wasn't poisoned.
It was edible and he watched as she went back to her spot on the double tables and sat against the shoji screen, using her cloak as a blanket. "Take as much as you'd like Izuna-san I made plenty ... but you should rest afterwords, I want to get you back to your brother as soon as the barrier comes down". He noticed that once again she had mentioned Madara.
She wasn't going to answer him, he'd already realized that she preferred doing the asking, but it didn't hurt to try, he sat down on the lower table next to hers and watched as she closed her eyes, not looking even a little bit bothered by being in the presence of a stranger. "Sakura-san". "Yes Izuna-san?" "Do you know Madara? My brother". Her answer only caused him to want to ask her more questions. "Not in this life". He reigned himself in as he took in her relaxed state. "Sakura-san" "Yes Izuna-san?" There was only one way to get her to talk to him but he wasn't sure he wanted her anywhere near his eyes. "Will you give me back my sight?" Her eyes opened then and she sprung up from her position. "Yes, of course Izuna-san". She stood in front of him then and her hands glowed green with chakra and he grimaced as she brought her hands closer to his face.
He pulled away, there was no way he could do it. "I'm sorry I can't". She sighed and she reached out with her glowing hands and touched his bandaged arm, all he could feel was smooth, cool, refreshing chakra swim through his system. "That's all you'll feel". She unwrapped his bandage and revealed smooth skin. "That's all I plan to do is heal you".
That was definitely an amazing gift she had. She placed her hands near his face again and he closed his eyes, waiting for something bad to happen, but all that he could feel when she placed her hands on him was that good, clean chakra.
She huffed and he knew she wouldn't answer him, but she surprised him. "What's wrong?" "Everything ... I knew that the optic nerves and the optic disc would be bad, but now that I'm able to really see what's wrong it's more than that, your retinae blood vessels are shot and your chakra pathways that were connected to your third eye chakra point are burnt up with some sever chakra clotting" He always took himself to be a fairly educated man, but he had no idea what she had just said. "What does that mean?" She pulled away and she took her chakra with her and he opened his eyes to look at her.
"It means your eyes are deteriorating at such an increased rate that soon enough you may not even be able to see with the Sharingan" He knew he was going blind, but if he lost his Sharingan as well ... "I can fix your eye sight, even your sight with your Sharingan, but it won't be permanent and I'm not sure how long before it will start to regress, but perhaps if you use your Sharingan less often it will lengthen the time frame before you need to be healed again".
He knew a way to make it permanent, but the cost of it ... He couldn't do that, even at the price of losing his sight he couldn't do it. He looked over to the woman and watched as she took the table she had been laying on and placed it on the end of the table he was sitting on before she placed the other table and placed it at the head. She had made one long table.
She sat against the shoji screen once more and folder her legs before she looked up at him expectantly. "Lay your head down and get comfortable, this is gonna take a while".
He felt uncomfortable at the thought of her breast hanging above his head and before he could even voice such thoughts he watched as her face turned a lovely shade of red as if she'd just noticed what she was wearing. She grabbed her cloak again and threw it over her, covering herself up again before she looked back at him shyly. He laid down on her folded legs then and listened to the tables sigh under his and her weight. His senses were screaming at him not to do this but something in his gut told him that she wasn't going to hurt him. He closed his eyes as he felt her smooth his hair out of his face. "If you feel uncomfortable at all, just tell me and we'll stop the session okay". She was so ... caring like a mother, like the midwife that had cooed his mother into childbirth and death.
Her chakra entered his system and he sighed at the relief he felt as it washed through him. The pressure on his eyes immediately dispersed and he relaxed at the feeling. "There we go, this would have been so much more difficult if you hadn't relaxed your eyes".
This was his chance, he needed to take it while it was presented. "Sakura-san" "Yes Izuna-san?" "How do you know so much about the Sharingan?" He could feel the flicker in her chakra within him and he calmed himself down waiting for her to answer.
"It's the Sharingan, everyone knows that the Uchiha Clan possess powerful eyes". Yes of course she wouldn't answer him directly, but no matter he'd pressed on. "Yes that's true, but besides my kinsmen, no one outside the Uchiha actually know about it, they know of it, but you knew about the Mangekyo Sharingan, nobody outside the clan knows that one whom possesses the Sharingan can evolve it into the Mangekyo". He could hear the gulp she made and he knew that she was thinking of an answer, a way around the question, but he made sure he didn't leave her the ability to dodge it.
"Izuna-san" She stopped and he waited knowing that she couldn't find a way out of this one. "Relax your eyes, it's hard to heal you when your putting stress on them". He sighed, she'd rather change the subject then let him know how she knew secrets of his clan. "Sakura-san be honest, did you kill or someone you know kill one of my kinsmen? Is that how you know so much about the Sharingan?" It was his last ditch effort.
"I know just as much about the Byakugan from the infamous Hyuga Clan as I do about the Sharingan from the Uchiha Clan and I know Yamanaka Clan's Kekki Genkai ... Name a Clan and I can tell you all there secrets if I was so willing" He sucked in his breath as he remembered the fatal battle against the Yamanaka Clan, they were true witches like he had never seen before, able to take control of a persons mind and control them, take their will away, nearly half his platoon had died when they'd come face to face with them.
"How do you know so much about all of us?" "I live on the outside of your world ... I see more than those that live inside of it ... It's a sad thing to watch as you all fight and kill each other".
He wasn't sure he wanted to continue this conversation and he could feel through her chakra that she didn't want to either. "Are you a Senju?" She laughed at him. "With this hair do you think I could pass for a Senju?"
They stayed like that for what seemed like hours, with him guessing her clan or family name and her turning him down each time, when he ran through all the names he could think of he finally changed the guessing. She would scoff at each guess at where she originated from and he finally gave up, either she was lying or she fell from the heavens he wasn't sure which one he preferred, but the feel of her chakra in his body made him not really care about any of it.
Soon enough all his mind could think about were her large green eyes and the picture that Madara had drawn about the child he had dreamt of, the colors were slightly off but her eyes were something that could not be copied, she was the woman that would bare Madara's dream.
The problem though was more of the fact that his brother was the Chief of the Uchiha Clan and as such he was required to marry someone more ... appropriate. The political side of marriage arrangements was a difficult one to swallow and Madara and himself had been able to fend off the elders and their father for some years about the subject, but the problem was that they had duties to uphold to and Sakura was not someone that could just be married into a clan as she was a commoner, she carried no titles of her own, from what he could tell she carried no lands, no clan name to cling to and yet here was his brother dreaming of a child with eyes that Sakura carried.
The fates were really angry at them it seemed.
Sakura's chakra flickered again and this time it flickered out of his system and he blinked his eyes open.
His heart stopped everything was blurry, worse than what it was before and he felt his anger building at the realization that she had tricked him, but as his eyesight adjusted he watched as it all became sharper, more pronounced, more detailed, even the colors were more vibrant. He turned to tell her only to find that she'd fallen asleep.
She was so trusting, so good, if he'd been a lesser man he might have taken advantage of her then, but he wasn't, he couldn't especially now. She'd kept him from death and had restored his eyesight and she'd asked of nothing in return, how could he even think to hurt such a special person?
He waited for her to wake up even after he felt the barriers surrounding the teahouse come down, after the sun had risen and peaked and fell, he watched her sleep like the dead, not moving just breathing small breaths.
What she had done must have taken a lot out of her.
The moon was high and bright in the sky by the time she finally woke up and he watched her carefully, she looked lost for a moment as if she didn't know where she was and as she turned to him. Her eyes almost smiled at him, as if they'd known each other for decades before some sort of realization came to her and that light in her eyes dimmed.
"You're still here?" She was surprised it would seem, well considering she'd healed him and the barriers were down he would be surprised to there was no reason for him to still be there, but he supposed he couldn't just leave her there unguarded and unknowing, someone could have stumbled onto her and hurt her.
"I felt it necessary to stay at least until you woke up". She nodded her head. "I'm glad you stayed, I wanted to look over your eyes before I left you with your clan". Of course that's all she was focused on, he should be grateful that she cared as much as she did but it was rather unnerving that she knew so much about them and she was a complete stranger.
She stood up then and he did as well she shook her head. "Sit back down, this will only take a second" Her hands glowed green and her chakra invaded his system in the most blissful of ways, his own chakra didn't even fight hers.
"Everything looks good, I would recommend not activating your Sharingan at least for a week, I know I can't keep you from using it so just give it a week, it may be too sensitive to use right now". He nodded his head, his eyes had hurt too for a moment when the sun had first peaked through the windows and bathed the teahouse in sunlight. Now that it was dark it was much more bearable to handle the sensitivity.
"Now stand I want to look at that wound and your chakra pathways". She didn't even give him the second to stand up before she pushed her chakra into him. "Good good good, Let's get you back then". He nodded his head in agreement.
She grabbed her pack and the mask she wore and he watched her as she cleaned the place up after herself and watched as she made things look like they'd never been even been there. "Sakura-san" "Hmm?" She walked out of the teahouse as she acknowledged him.
"Where is your family? Your husband and children? Surely your husband would be worried sick about you missing?" He wondered if she realized that he was fishing for answers on her love life. He'd need to make sure that he'd get them out of the way if he wanted to find a way to bring her into the clan.
"Surely your wife and children must be worried about you too Izuna-san", she was never going to let him in, he wondered if he was a little more open with her if she'd be open with him more. "I've never married ... I've never even lain with a woman before ... before I met you the thought of laying with a woman or a man never interested me. My mind has been so set on protecting my clan from the Senju and all the other clans that it's never really appealed to me to take a wife or lover before". That sounded like he was interested in her, not that it was a bad thing, she was good looking after all, a little skinny and her forehead was just a tad bit wide, and her hair was very ... loud but she was good-looking, no one could argue that.
"I didn't save you because I was attracted to you or any of your kinsmen Izuna-san". Well that was enlightening, most women were quick to be with an Uchiha, he wasn't sure what it was but even civilian women were attracted to them, knowing someone was not made him feel a little better with the knowledge she wasn't out to use them for personal gain.
Still though, he was curious, she didn't like to answer questions not really, he had so many to ask that were plaguing his mind but she was so set on refusing to answer anything as it was. He noticed that the trees were beginning to become more familiar, with recognizable marks etched into them, he looked over at Sakura and noticed that she recognized them too.
They just stepped into Uchiha territory and Sakura didn't look one bit phased, maybe because she was a woman she didn't deem herself in danger, he looked at her wrist, surely she knew what would happen if they found out that she was unsealed, even if she used her chakra for healing she was a woman and women weren't allowed to use chakra.
They passed the perimeter and he was surprised when no one stopped them. Where were the guards? Madara would not be happy knowing the guards were not at their stations.
"So I forgot to mention one thing". He stopped turned to look at her. "What?" Sakura had already covered her hair and it looked rather interesting as the hood covered her face as she looked down at her feet.
" .. Well see I kind of had to do it". What had she done? "See uh ..." Oh god, what had she done. "I sort of .." Really, now she can't speak. "Spit it out woman!" "I killed you" His heart felt like it popped out of his chest. She looked back up to him and placed her hands up trying to calm him down. "But it was only for like three minutes ... and I think your brother might have somehow ... felt it".
Oh gods, know wonder there were no guards around. He wasn't even sure how to respond to that, instead he turned away and continued marching through the forest with Sakura behind him. Not sure what he wanted to yell at her. Madara must have thought him dead! They must have been preparing a memorial if they didn't have his body ... or worse Madara must have called in all the guards to prepare for war against the Senju.
They got to the gates of the Uchiha compound and he knew that whatever was beyond this was not a happy one.
"Well, looks like I got your safely back to your home" He nodded his head. "Yeah, you did ... Sakura" She looked up at him with those big green eyes and he almost forgot about what he was thinking. "Where are you going to go after this?" She shrugged her shoulders. "I got other things that require my attention, and now that I've saved you from dying I can get back to them". He couldn't allow that to happen, he needed to get her to Madara immediately.
He heard shouting from the other side of the gates and Sakura's eyes widened, and he grabbed her wrist to keep her from leaving and as the gates open. "Don't leave, stay and meet my brother, we won't hurt you" He couldn't he was indebted to her and Madara would never hurt a woman, especially Sakura. "I'm sorry" Sakura pushed him forward and slipped her wrist from him. She was gone just like that and instead he came face to face with Madara and his kinsmen.
His eyes glowed fiercely in the dark and with his battle gear and weapons attached he'd looked ready for war, the killing intent that rolled off of him was almost suffocating. They made eye contact though and he watched as his brother dropped his gunbai and walked forward, the world seemed to still then as everything went quiet.
"You're alive!" Madara touched his face as if he was looking at a dead man and Izuna grimaced as he pushed him away. "Yes I'm alive, it's only been two days". The face Madara gave him didn't make him feel good.
"Izuna, It's been a week since that demon stole you" A week! Sakura took an entire week from him! How long had she been healing him before he had woken up? He watched as Madara continued to stare at him and he looked down at his stomach Madara following his gaze. "No ... That Senju ... that side ... you were on the brink of death ... How".
He looked back up at Madara not sure if he wanted to speak with him about Sakura in front of the others. "We need to talk in private brother". Madara nodded his head as he turned to disperse the army.
The healers were in awe at the sight of Izuna's skin and so was he, he'd never seen anything like that, he knew Hashirama had the ability to heal himself and he'd heard that the Ninso practiced a sort of healing technique but he'd never heard of anything like this!
"Leave us". The healers seemed like they wanted to continue prodding at his brother, but he was tired of it, what would they learn from healed skin that they didn't learn from torn skin.
The healers seemed reluctant but he wanted to know what had happened and Izuna didn't seem to want to speak about it in front of anyone. He turned and grabbed a clean tunic for his brother and his attention turned to the blood stained one that his brother had appeared in, The part where the demon eyed Senju wounded him had the biggest stain, what really caught his attention was the two small prints at the torn sides.
"It was a woman" With wide eyes he turned to look at his brother, unsure if he had heard corrected. "A woman?" Izuna nodded his head. "A young woman, I couldn't believe it at first either, but she was definitely female, it was unmistakable".
A woman, a woman healed his brother. He walked over to where his brother sat and handed him the clean tunic and pressed his palm to the wound. "Incredible, what sort of witchery is this?" His brother shook his head.
"No witchcraft brother, she used chakra". He stepped away from Izuna to allow him to dress, chakra? Not possible! "I thought it witchcraft too, but I saw her chakra, I felt it inside me ... It was incredible".
Someone with that sort of healing abilities could be useful on the battlefield. "You didn't bring her with you". "I had her, I really did, but she got away from me".
She got away ... Izuna was one of the best fighters the Uchiha clan had ever had and some girl had gotten away from him? How interesting. "She's young though" Yes he'd already mentioned that. "Her chakra is unsealed" If she was using it to heal him like he'd just said he would have assumed that. "She's out there all alone too, she doesn't have a family or a clan, it's just her". He shook his head. "She couldn't be alone" He turned around and opened a drawer in the chest and grabbed the noose that had been used on him.
"One used that to pull me up and I doubt that she's that strong and another distracted me long enough while the other was with you, she's working with others out there". There was no way some little girl could have pulled it all off all on her own.
"We need her Madara, she could save the clan". They agreed on that, they definitely needed her, her abilities would help their clan tenfold. "I'll make sure the others know to keep an eye out for her, she can't be that hard to find, she's an unsealed women" Izuna nodded his head before they allowed the silence to take hold of them.
Izuna was never really one to stay silent long though, even as children he always needed to hear someone talk, as if the silence was unbearable. "Was I really gone for a week?"
Remembering the feeling of Izuna dying made it hard for him to focus on the question but he nodded his head through it. "Yes ... the Elders had been preparing for your memorial ... I had been preparing the others for battle ... that demon killed you ... I couldn't allow him to live without you as well".
"So that's where you were going" He nodded his head. "These last few days were hard for the clan, you are my heir and as that losing you ... I cannot lose you Izuna, we only have each other really".
Even if they were part of a clan, they shared more blood with each other and a stronger bond than any other person in the clan. Izuna was all he had left in the world and losing him ...
Izuna stepped off the desk and placed his shirt on before he started placing his sandals back on as well. What was he doing? Where was he going? Surely he wasn't about to go off and search for the girl!
"Where are you going?" Izuna straightened to his full height then and he looked bent on whatever he was thinking. "It's time Madara, this war ... we need to stop this fighting".
At the battle when he had fallen, Izuna had been adamant about not trusting Hashirama. "I thought you didn't want to ally with them". Izuna looked over to him. "I don't trust Tobirama, we've seen him on the battlefield, we know what sort of person he is, but Hashirama is not like any other Senju, he wants to stop the fighting, just as much as you once did."
It was true he remembered Hashirama as a child and he was certainly different than other Senju's he'd ever come to face. Still though a part of him was bothered by that fact that Hashirama did not reach out to offer a truce until his brother was dying by the hands of his own brother. ... The thought left a bad taste in his mouth and he decided he didn't like the idea of Hashirama planning such an attack. It was beneath him.
"I know you feel a pull towards him Madara, you told me about it after we found you with him that day ... And you haven't been the same since then" He couldn't admit it now that he was the clan chief that he felt something, but once upon a time he remembered the feeling, it was as if something in Hashirama was the part he'd been searching for, a feeling he had felt when it came to all his younger siblings.
Hashirama wasn't one of his brothers though, but there was something that had pulled him back to the stream when he was a child. "We need to discuss this with the others before we go to them". There was a fire in his brothers eyes, one that he knew all too well. "Madara, you are the clan Chief, you once told me that when you became Chief you wouldn't allow them to control you".
Yes, he did say that once, before he realized what it meant to be Chief. "Izuna you must understand that I cannot just make decisions without consulting the clan". Izuna shook his head. "And waste precious time, we need to do this now before the opportunity passes us by". He understood that but Izuna didn't seem to understand the politics involved in running the clan. "Izuna". "Do you want to make peace with the Senju?" He knew Izuna knew his answer. "Then stop allowing the Elders to believe this clan is a democracy, you are the Chief, you say where this clan is going".
It was rather ironic that his younger brother was telling him this, if he was the true Chief he would be tell himself such things.
"Let's go brother, let's make this new world you once dreamt of". With Izuna's acceptance though, he felt a lot better about going to Hashirama with a truce. "I'd like to see you happy again" He shook his head at the younger of them. What had happened to him? He would have thought that Izuna would have been more hellbent on destroying the Senju after what Senju Tobirama had done to him.
"What has happened to you?" Izuna only shrugged her shoulders. "I feel ... Lighter almost, like I understand more now than I did before".
What had that witch done with him? Izuna slid the screen open and turned around. "Actually, before we head out, get rid of your armor and any weapons, if we're going to the Senju's with a peace offering it might be best if you don't go looking like you're ready to kill them all".
A part of him still wanted to, but he understood, they needed to show vulnerability if they were going to do this.
"Oh and Madara ... that girl that healed me". The one that had him kidnapped. "You wouldn't believe it, but she had the most beautiful green eyes"
Green eyes huh, he really couldn't believe it.
Thank you for reading this last chapter, it took a long while and I kept going over it before I felt it was ready, I still feel it wasn't ready but I didn't want to go another day without posting it. I hope I can post a chapter at the most every two weeks. But there are a lot of notes from the Forever Gypsy that she gave me that I have been looking over and trying to go by.
Anyways
thank you for reading. See you in the next chapter!
Reviews are welcome.
Translations:
Godaime Hokage - Fifth Fire Shadow
Shodai Hokage - First Fire Shadow
Kage Bunshin no Jutsu - Shadow Clone Technique
Nakama - Friends
Meisaigakure no Jutu - Hiding with Camouflage Technique
Henge no Jutsu - Transformation Technique
Mizu no Kuni - Land of Water
Hōrō-sha - The Wanderer
Hakke no Fui Shiki - Eight Trigrams Sealing Style
Tensei Ninjutsu - Life Transfer Techniques or Reincarnation Ninja Techniques
Shimo no Kuni - Land of Frost
Kaminari no Kuni - Land of Lightening
Hi no Kuni - Land of Fire
Tetsu no Kuni - Land of Iron
Sora-Ku - Sky Ward
Ninso - Ninja Monk
- Aethi