Naruto's fingers trembled with trepidation. Her upper lip curled in concentration, as her eyebrows burrowed. This had to be precise. She couldn't afford to mess up, she couldn't bare to even think of the consequences.

"Watcha doin?" A loud voice asked. Naruto slipped, her fingers dropping the pork slice into the ramen bowl with an undignified plop.

"YOU IDIOT! I was finally about to create the perfect ramen bowl, and you messed me up!" The Uzumaki screamed in what she believed to be well-justified anger.

Shisui chucked nervously, scratching the back of his head, "Hehe… oops?"

Naruto's eye twitched, her fingers reflexively reaching for a kunai, "I am going to kill you."

"Awwww… I love it when Academy students threaten me! It's so cute!" Shisui grinned, before flopping onto the couch.

"I cannot murder my tenant. I cannot murder my tenant. I cannot murder my tenant." Naruto muttered to herself harshly as she cleaned up the broth that spilled onto her kitchen island.

"So seriously, what are you doing home? I thought you had to go pull a prank on the Inuzuka?" The Uchiha asked, pulling a book out of no where (which Naruto was convinced was a jonin level skill, considering she has seen that one weird one-eyed jonin do the same on multiple occasions).

The orange-loving blond sighed, resigned to her fate of constantly being bothered by a nosy jonin, "Nah, Kiba's sister is home early from her mission. I actually like her. So I'll just wait until she goes another one before I strike."

"Ah, Hana right? The chunin girl?"

"Yeah, she hangs out with crazy-snake-lady and weird-red-eyed-girl-who's-not-a-Uchiha."

Shisui chuckled, "You mean Anko and Kurenai?"

Naruto shrugged as she stuffed some more ramen in her mouth, "Eh whatever. I think my nicknames for them are more accurate."

"You're not wrong. Anko does summon snakes, and Kurenai, who's a master of genjutsu by the way, does have red eyes despite not being a Uchiha. Do you have any nicknames for other ninjas?"

"Oh plenty. There's white-haired-cyclops, you know the guy who always reads porn in public? Oh! And then there's Genma's boyfriend, the creepy-green-freak."

Shisui let out a surprised laugh, "The first one's Kakashi. He's the only ninja to have graduated as young as me. Back during the Third Shinobi War, he lost an eye in battle. His teammate Obito was a Uchiha. He was crushed with a boulder, so with his dying breath he made their other teammate, a medical ninja, transfer one of his eyes into Kakashi."

Naruto cocked her head to the side, "But why does he keep his eye covered? Does he not want to be associated with Uchiha's?"

"It's because he can't deactivate his sharingan. Since he's not an actual Uchiha, he doesn't have the capability to do so."

"What's a sharingan?"

Shisui sweat-dropped. He had almost forgotten that this girl was an orphan, and was probably missing a lot of basic information that most people in the village automatically learned, "It's the special eye of the Uchiha clan. When activated, we can copy every move and every jutsu we see."

Naruto's eyes widened in shock, "You mean you have this eye?"

Shisui chuckled, activating his famous eyes, "I do. You see, a Uchiha can first activate his eyes in battle, more specifically, in a moment where they truly fear for their lives, or are experiencing a great emotional disturbance."

Naruto scooted closer to her roommate, peering into his eyes, "That's amazing. It's like the ultimate cop-out!"

"Unfortunately its true. Our eyes do give us a sort of unfair advantage against most ninja. A lot of other ninja clans tend to be weary of us, even on missions, because we have the power to inadvertently steal their tricks."

"Wait, so can you just copy jutsu? Or does it work for anything?"

"Honestly it can be used for anything, including Taijutsu."

"Woah! So why doesn't every Uchiha just go around collecting awesome ninja moves?"

"Well for one, it's unethical. But since I don't exactly care much for ethics, lets move on to number two: Just because I know a jutsu, doesn't mean I can replicate it. For example, let's say I copied someone's taijutsu forms. I might know it perfectly, but it doesn't mean that my body is trained enough, strong enough, fast enough, or flexible enough to actually perform it. Same thing with ninjutsu, I can memorize all of the hand signs, but if I don't have the chakra capacity or enough control, then it's useless to me."

"So what you're saying is, is that you can copy the information, but you still have to work as hard as everybody else to actually be able to produce it."

Shisui grinned, happy that she was actually following along with theory most children would have difficulty comprehending, "Exactly.

"Well that makes sense. But… Why are your eyes different?"

The Uchiha's eyes widened, "What do you mean?"

Naruto shuffled a bit, "Well, its just that I've seen other sharingan around the village. They all look more or less the same, with either one, two or three tomoe in each eye. Yours… is different."

Shisui bit back a curse, before reducing his eyes back to three tomoe, "Naruto. What you just saw, you have to swear to Kami, to ramen even, that you will never tell a soul. Do you understand? It's life or death."

Naruto's eyes widened, "What does it mean?

The Uchiha sighed, "It's called the Mangekyo. To most people, it's nothing but an old Uchiha myth. The ultimate eye, unbeatable by any dojutsu. No one knows how to activate it, and no one believes that it really exists."

"But you have it. So it does exist."

Shisui nodded, "Oh it exists. I'm just the first Uchiha in over a century to be cursed with it."

"What makes it any different than a regular sharingan?"

"It's much more powerful than any normal sharingan. More control, better eyesight, more power."

"But why do you keep it a secret? Surely everybody should know that Shunshin no Shisui has such a powerful tool at his disposal."

"It has to stay a secret Naru-chan. If people knew the weapon I have, they would do anything to take it from me."

Naruto gulped, "Even… even kill you?"

Shisui nodded,"If that's what it took, yes."

"Who knows that you have it?"

"Itachi was the first to know. Sasuke was next. Now you."

"I swear on my life, on my very honor as a ninja, that I won't tell anyone."

Shisui smiled softly, "Thank you Naru-chan. These accursed eyes are a well kept secret of my clan. If anyone outside of it had to find out, I'm glad it's you."

"How did you activate it?" She asked, worried that she's stepping over some boundary.

"I watched my best friend die."

20minutes later, Shisui was feeling quite guilty for not only burdening Naruto with such a horrible story of his past, but also for ruining her "perfect" bowl of ramen. So, in a typical Shisui way, he dragged her out of the apartment for ice cream, before making their way to Shisui's preferred training field next to the river. To lighten the tension, they went back to their original conversation.

"The second one you mentioned, the creepy-green-freak I believe you called him, is Maito Guy, despite his various… uh… let's call them eccentricities, he's a master of taijutsu. A veteran of the Third Shinobi War as well."

"Huh. Does every jonin in the village have some weird personality quirk that should get them hospitalized?"

Shisui grinned, "Basically, yes."

"Ok, what about mini-jiji? He seems normal-ish… If you don't count the whole smoking thing."

"You mean Asuma? The Hokage's son?"
"That's the one."

"He's lazy. Very very lazy. Like bad enough to give a Nara a run for his money. Other than that, he's an incorrigible flirt. Total womanizer."

"Wow, the two of you must get along quite well." Naruto surmised, leaning back on the base of a tree while licking her strawberry ice cream cone.

Shisui tilted his head in confusion, "What makes you say that?"
"He's an incorrigible flirt, you're an incorrigible flirt. Peas in a pod."

Shisui scoffed, "I am not a flirt. Nor am I a womanizer."

Naruto laughed, "Yes you are!"

"Am not."

"Are too!"

"How can I prove it to you?"

"Oh trust me, you'll prove it."

"Feel like putting your money where your mouth is?"

"You wanna bet? With an academy student? Really?"
"Well you're so bent on proving that I'm a flirt."

"Fine. If I win, you have to teach me any jutsu I want."

"That's fair, as long as it is one I actually know, and is safe enough for your tiny little body to handle."

"Ugh fine! What do you want?"
"If I win, which I will, you will watch me burn every single one of your orange jumpsuits."

"YOU MONSTER! What have my precious jumpsuits ever done to you?!"

"They're an eyesore. A complete and utter eyesore. If I'm going to be spending this much time with you, I'd rather not subjugate my sensitive eyes to such an audacious color."

"Alright. Fine. I'm only agreeing to this because there's no way you can win. What are the terms?"

Shisui thought for a moment, "If I flirt with any girl, you win. But if I go two weeks without flirting, I win."

"Two weeks? That's it?"

"Why? Afraid I'll win?" Shisui teased.

"Not at all. This is going to be too easy."

"But flirting with you doesn't count."

"How can it not count!"

"Because I live with you Naru-chan. If I spend all this time with you, I'm bound to flirt on accident."

"Because you're an incorrigible flirt."

Shisui waved his hand dismissively, "No Naru, it's because I'm a man. Now do we have a deal."

Naruto nodded determinedly, "Deal."

Kurenai was confused. Scratch that, Kurenai was very confused. She was with her friends Anko and Hana at the bar where all the chunins and jonins gather. On the surface, everything was normal. The odd Kakashi was currently in the middle of some challenge with Maito Guy, while Genma watched amused. Anko was drinking every jonin under the table, and Hana was attempting to pump Inoichi for information on the foreign nin that she had brought in earlier that week. Choji and Shikaku were having a silent conversation at a table by the bar, while the Uchiha boys were conversing at the counter.

Now that was normal. Itachi and Shisui came to the bar often, not to drink, since both were pretty young despite being jonin, but to socialize. Well, Itachi didn't drink, Shisui on the other-hand was known to indulge. Not that anyone stopped him, the boy has been a jonin for longer than most people here, he deserved a drink or two. The point is, the two boys were always together, practically inseparable. No, this was all normal.

The weird part, was that Kurenai has been sitting at the bar for the last five minutes, and Shisui had yet to make a move on her. People had started to notice, at least Itachi had. Shisui was always quick with his famous pick-up lines and innocent flirtations. Yet today; nothing. He had steadily ignored her the entire time.

"Ok, that's it. I have to know why you're not flirting with me." Kurenai finally asked, exasperated. The Uchiha's turned to look at her, amusement coloring their pale features. She quickly turned red, embarrassed that she actually blurted it out. While Shisui was younger than her, he far outstripped her rank-wise. He was fighting in a war while she was still doing D-Ranks. While Shisui always did flirt with her, it was innocent, and usually just him loving to tease her. He was young, he was a tease, but he was still really attractive.

Shisui leaned on his hand, sending the older chunin a charming smile, "Do you want me to flirt with you?"

Itachi shook his head, "That counts as flirting, idiot."

Shisui quickly straightened up, turning his features neutral, "Right. I made a bet with someone that I wouldn't flirt with a girl for two weeks."

"You never told me who you made the bet with." Itachi noticed.

"That's because I don't want to." Shisui grinned, before turning back to the beautiful ninja.

"So, yeah sorry. Can't flirt with you for now. Don't worry, in two weeks, I'll be back to making you blush with lust." Shisui assured her, flashing her a smile so wide, his dimples showed.

"Still flirting." Itachi dead-panned.

"DAMN IT!" Shisui cried, slamming his head on the table. Maybe he was a flirt.