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"Destiny? What would a boy know of destiny? If a fish lives its whole life in this river, does he know the river's destiny? No! Only that it runs on and on out of his control. He may follow where it flows, but he cannot see the end. He cannot imagine the ocean." ~Avatar: The Last Airbender
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A word of advice. Never set expectations. Setting expectations is the down fall of humanity, among many other things. Humanity was doomed to fail from the very start… Anyway moving on. Do not set expectations. When you set expectation, of people, of events, so on and so forth; you set yourself up for ultimate failure.
This is a lesson to be learned for all mankind. But more specifically it was a problem in an equation that I constantly fumbled over. I had knowledge of the future, I knew how things were supposed to play out and when they did not go as cannon I struggled. For instance, the reason in which I had been called to the Hokage's office three and half weeks after my brother departure to the Land of Waves.
Let me say this before I continue, expectations were a bitch when they were not met.
I blinked, trying to mask the confused look on my face with one of absolute boredom. The picture does not change. "Good morning Hokage-sama." He smirks at me, I simply raise my brow in retaliation. What now?
"Good morning to you as well, Mito-chan." I give a greeting nod to team 7 that looks a little worse for wear. My brother is oddly quiet, they all are.
"Who is this?" Might as well get to the point. Regardless that I already knew who he was, or the fact he was supposed to have died.
"This is Haku, do you mind escorting him to T & I?" It wasn't a question so I just nodded my head and made a motion for the Yuuki boy to follow me. Kakashi was kind and handed me a folder on my way out, probably to let T&I know what to do. The boy was silent.
I could already feel it, I was going to have to say something. "What did my brother, the blonde one, say to you?" It was bugging me, how was this different? Why was it different? I couldn't make sense of it.
"He told me that I could have more than one purpose." I froze in my spot, wide eyes turned to look at the boy is disbelief.
"And you believed him?" A twelve your old green genin. The ice user smiled at me, it was a nice look.
"He believed it." Of course he did, that idiot. I sigh in exasperation shaking my head, I didn't add anything to that. What could I say to that? Absolutely nothing. We came upon the Tactical and Intelligence building soon after.
It was just my luck that as I was walking the boy in, the Head of the division was talking to a shinobi behind a desk. The man smiled at me. "Mitomi-chan good morning, who do you have here?" My expression doesn't change, I think he expected it too by the disappointed look I was getting. That man.
"Morning Yamanaka-sama, this is Haku, I was asked to escort him here." I held out the file to him. He accepted it, his look flattening out he turned calculating eyes to the teen.
"Alright you can follow me." I was left alone standing by the desk, I sighed how tedious. The man sitting behind the desk snicker at me. He received a dark look.
After that I left the building, my head full. How was this going to affect cannon? No, you know what screw it, it didn't matter to me anyway. Why should it? I didn't care how things would play out, unless it directly interfered with my brother's happiness. Those things didn't stand a chance.
I wondered around the village after that, thinking. It was a habit of mine to do when I had something pressing on my mind. Let me tell you this, walking aimlessly around the village did absolute wonders for my mental health.
My wondering lead me to no surprise the ramen stand, my brother was also sitting down eat what appeared to be his third bowl. That wasn't a surprise either. "Mind if I join?" His head shot around, I smirked at the ramen hanging out of his mouth. Idiot.
His hand patted the empty seat next to him and I indulged by sitting down. "The usual?" I nodded my head in affirmative at the older man, then turned to look at my brother.
"How did you mission go?" I was curious. Honestly I just couldn't help but wonder why is had derailed from cannon.
He launched into an epic tale that anyone passing by would have just assumed to be the imagination of a new genin. But I knew that it was truth. At the end of his story, my second bowl of ramen and his fifth I shook my head but remained silent. That went almost exactly as it had before, so why was the ice user here? It didn't make sense.
I handed the owner a little more the necessary for our food and quietly followed after my brother as he left the stand. It bothered me that I couldn't figure out what had changed, that my expectations for how this event should have turned out were not met.
My pride was shot here, I claimed to have known everything. So why couldn't figure this out? I wanted it not to matter, but no matter how hard I tried to think of something else I always came back to this. Why was he still alive?
I went to bed that night full of unanswered questions, Naruto who could tell something was off cuddled next to me. His offered comfort. Truthfully I didn't sleep well that night, or several nights to follow.
I had set expectations of how things were supposed to happen. Something I had known better to do but had done regardless. My expectations were not met, instead I was met by the fact that things can change and it made me wondered what else could be different because of this?
Surely this one spared life wouldn't change that much. Right? Maybe I was expecting too much. I closed my eyes, trying to will the thoughts to leave me alone. My fingers played in strands of short blonde hair. There were other things to worry about.
So as a rule of thumb, do not make expectations. Do not make assumptions of a situation either. Neither did any good for the mental health of a narcissistic imposter and they won't do you any good either.
Those two things could be the downfall of humanity if we let them. I personally wasn't going to let them win tonight. Tomorrow is always a different day.
Perhaps I was lying to myself again. I probably was.
I had never been an optimist, there was no point to start now.
Only optimist thought they could overcome things which were set in stone. My brother was an optimist, there was only room for one in this family. He could overcome anything. Apparently even the destiny of someone set up to die. Go figure.
I wanted to believe that nothing bad would come from this. However I had little faith that anything good come stem from it either.
I did not set any expectations for the outcome. It was better not too, whatever happened would surprise me. Much to my own distain.
I hated being surprised.
I was a liar.
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Hello everyone! This is a quick update before I go to work. I will probably be editing this chapter later in the evening but I wanted to go ahead and post it. Also I wanted to answer a question, that about Mitomi's appearance.
Mitomi had red hair like her mother, she does not have the whiskers even though Naruto and she are twins. She favors Minato more in facial structure but you can tell that Naruto and she are related. I will most likely be explaining the why for that in one of the chapters later on. So just be on the lookout for it.
I also want to say thank you to everyone who has reviewed, favorited, and alerted this story. You guys are so awesome and I really like hearing from you! I will try my best to keep regularly updating this, but it's getting a little difficult to write because it is so different from my usual writing style so please hang in there with me while I get more accustom to writing in this odd first person narrative.
Also what do you think if I switch the first person pov around a little, so you can see how other view Mitomi? Just a thought.
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