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Disclaimer: I own the OCs in this fic, the rest is Masashi Kishomoto's. Sorry for any spelling mistakes or any OCCness.

Character age:

Akane, Itachi: 21

Naruto, Sasuke: 16

Shisui: 25

Kakashi: 30

"Kakashi?" I said, surprised to see him at my doorstep. He eye-smiled at me.

"Do you mind taking a walk with an old man?" I raised a brow.

"No, of course not…" I put my shoes on and followed him.

I had nothing against it, it was just weird of him. Itachi must have thought the same because I caught curiosity in his gaze when I closed the door.

After that weird message there was in the sky today by some Hiruko guy wanting to start the Fourth Shinobi War...I couldn't remember if it had happened before. Tsunade-san summoned me but I was completely lost because I had no idea who that Hiruko was. If anything, she knew more than I did.

"Are you okay Kakashi?" I asked him as we reached the cemetery.

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"Some megalomaniac appeared in the sky today and you came to my place at seven in the evening?" I replied sarcastically.

"So is it weird of me for wanting to spend time with an old friend?" Something was definitely wrong.

Kakashi would never openly call me an 'old friend'. I followed him to Rin's grave, the February wind softly blowing on the flowers.

"Kak…" He put his hand on my head. I looked at him weirdly.

"You really grew up into a fine woman Akane." I opened my mouth but didn't say anything. The fondness is his eye made me speechless. "And Konoha is strong, with allies, it's undeniably a big improvement."

"Yeah, yeah sure but…" He pulled me in a side hug. "You're scaring the shit out of me Kakashi."

"Am I?" he replied lightly. He released me after a few seconds. "I guess I'm acting out of character tonight. You should go home." I blinked.

"Wh…" He shooed me away.

"Go on. Shoo."

"Alright…" I mumbled, starting to walk away. "Maybe you need to sleep off the weirdness Kashi." He chuckled and waved at me.

It felt wrong to leave him alone in front of Rin's grave at night.

Itachi seemed deep in his thoughts when I came back home, staring at the sky on the balcony. He looked above his shoulder and came back inside when he saw me.

"Was there something wrong?" I shrugged.

"I think so, he acted super weird." He still had that look on his face and I frowned. "You know something, don't you?"

"It's nothing important," he said idly, going to his room.

He was hiding something from me.

Barely an hour later, Sasuke was in the apartment.

"What do you mean 'Kakashi defected'?" I repeated coldly.

"Apparently this Hiruko guy met him long ago and put a puppet seal on him to get his sharingan. I don't know the details, but the Hokage told us and asked us to tell the clans."

"But?" He sighed.

"Sakura was there, she has no clan to tell that to. We heard...a few things the Hokage and Shikamaru said once we were no longer in the room. She said she ordered Kakashi to sacrifice himself for the village." My blood turned to ice in my veins. "Sakura has probably set Naruto free by now."

"Naruto was in prison?" Itachi asked him.

"He tried to keep Kakashi from leaving but Shikamaru stopped him, saying it was Kakashi's will."

"That's why he was so weird…" He knew he was going to leave.

I gritted my teeth. What...what a hypocrite!

"The three of you are going, aren't you?" Itachi asked his brother. He sighed when he got a nod back.

"Are you going to stop us?"

"No, I'm not." I looked at him. "If you go then this one will stay," he stated, gesturing at me with his head. I frowned and he gave me a paper. "After you left, Pakkun came and gave me this. Sorry I lied earlier." I unfolded the paper.

'I'm leaving the village to protect it, make sure Akane doesn't follow me. Take care of her for me. Kakashi.'

I crumbled the paper in my hand.

"I…" I started, but Sasuke interrupted me.

"We're Team Seven, led by Hatake Kakashi. We'll bring him back." I bit my bottom lip and stared back at him for a few seconds. The determination in his eyes was unwavering, so I sighed.

"Make sure to punch him for me," I whispered.

"Of course."

"South Gate, there are the less guards at this time, expect a team of people you know well to be after you by tomorrow morning to talk you out of it," Itachi told Sasuke before the youngest left.

I leaned on the table behind me, my hands shaking. Eventually I clenched my fists to quench the need to blow something up in anger.

"What a hypocrite," I hissed through gritted teeth. "What a fucking hypocrite." I looked up at Itachi with a scowl. "And you…" He frowned, knowing I would try to blame him.

"Before you start blaming me, if it comes to the worst and Kakashi-san does not come back then this message is his last wish and I can't ignore it. He asked me to keep you in the village and take care of you so I will." I went to the couch and hugged my knees to my chest. "But I knew Sasuke, Naruto and Sakura wouldn't stay here without doing anything." He sighed and sat down next to me.

"...sorry, I know why you didn't tell me." He tilted his head back, his eyes closed. "You're okay with letting Sasuke doing that?" He opened his eyes.

"You know, I've realized a long time ago that if Naruto and Sasuke both had the same thing in mind, nobody would be able to talk them out of it except maybe Sakura. They're strong." He pursed his lips. "Sasuke's and Naruto's whole generation in gifted. Maybe it's because Sasuke is my brother that I think his team is even more gifted than the rest."

"...I think the same." He chuckled.

"Of course you do." There was a tiny silence that Itachi broke by clearing up his throat. I looked up at him. "Can I...would you tell me why Kakashi-san and you are so close?" I tilted my head.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean…" Like often when he was embarrassed, he tried to hide behind his collar. It was weird, we were both in PJs but Itachi must have been shirtless for wearing his Uchiha shirt. "When you almost left and I saw you at his place in his shirt…"

"...If you mean what I think you mean, then let me tell you you need to stop imagining me dating any guy I talk to." He averted his eyes. "I remember him telling you I had slept at his place, nothing more. He's more like an older sibling than anything."

"I see." I sighed.

"Team Minato...I think the first time I saw them I was two, so I don't remember well. They often came though, because Aunty Kushina and Mom had just reunited and because Fubuki was sick, my parents were often away to get money and look for a cure. They would request oji-chan and his team then. Mom told me they never paid for the missions because they were Uzumakis and as Mom was a kunoichi in Uzushio, the Sandaime must have offered them help as retribution." I smiled a little. "Funny enough, Kakashi was not the one I liked best, if anything he got along better with my brother because he was a genius and when he could, they would spare. Of course, Rin was there to make sure Fubuki was not overdoing it. I just got along better with Obito." Itachi frowned.

"I know that name. He died in the last war and gave Kakashi-san his sharingan, right?" I nodded.

"In a way, he must have forged my entire opinion on the Uchihas. We got along great and I'd help him with pranks on Kakashi. Oji-chan never saw or always pretended not to see I was doing anything to Kakashi, so he ended up calling me a 'demon' because of that." I sighed deeply and hugged my knees tighter. "Ultimately, it was the war. Rin and Obito died. Dad...I cant' say what pushed him to do it, but he decided to use an old Uzumaki weapon. It required a human sacrifice."

Feeling my turmoil, Itachi put his hand on my shoulder. I took that as an invitation and leaned on his chest. He tensed briefly. I started to move back but he closed his arm around me, trapping me against him.

Not that I minded, quite the opposite.

"Fubuki was sick, he couldn't, but I was not. I mean, the reason why my father refused to take the hat was because the Sandaime wanted to turn me into the Rokubi jinchuuriki." His hand twitched on my shoulder. "So he took me there, in the middle of the night. At that time, Mom was away with Aunty Kushina looking for Tsunade-san to cure Fubuki. Oji-chan and Kakashi were there, at our house. Dad took me to that place but they...came shortly after. Oji-chan and Dad fought, I know Dad injured him. Kakashi and onii-chan grabbed me and tried to make a run for it but…" I grabbed Itachi's shirt, my eyes wide in horror.

I was four, yet I remembered that as if it was yesterday.

"But Dad saw it and used his chains to try to keep me there, to finish what he had started. Kakashi had me in his arms and was close to the door, but was not fast enough. He turned his back to the chains so that he would take the hit and protect me, but the hit never came. I...I saw everything. I saw my brother diving straight in front of the chains and being...pierced by them. I...I remember his blood being so warm on my face, and the smell of iron…" I took a deep breath. "I went into shock, we all did and Kakashi got me out, but I couldn't let go of him. Even when I was in Konoha, I would sometimes call for him in the middle of the night in tears and oji-chan would summon him in emergency to calm me down. Even today, Kakashi's still the safest person I can think of. In Kiri, after Yagura died, I didn't want to leave him. That's why I…" I bit my bottom lip.

His other arm closed itself around me too, his hand buried in my hair. He leaned his forehead against the crown of my head.

"They'll find him and bring him back." He exhaled slowly. "I'll even hold him when you'll punch him so he doesn't escape." I giggled at that.

"Damn, that would be hilarious!" I shut my eyes. "Thanks Itachi, for being here."

"Always," he murmured softly in my hair.

Eventually, I fell asleep like that. The next morning, I woke up, laying entirely on Itachi who was laying in the couch, a brown wool blanket on top of the both of us

They all came back, although Naruto was careful to have as much distance as possible between Kakashi and him. When I joined them with Itachi, my cousin saw my anger and hid behind me. Itachi settled for slipping behind Kakashi and immobilizing him.

"Heh? Itachi? Wh…" Kakashi paled as I was getting dangerously close to him.

I clenched my fist to punch him, but I ended up slapping him hard across the face. With one last glare I left.

Of course I didn't stay mad at him for long, but still. A slap was more meaningful than a punch.

I blew weakly and Temari facepalmed. We were training together, Kou busy at the Hyuugas. His seal worked perfectly fine by the way.

"That's pathetic." I rubbed the back of my head.

"Well you know that my Fuuton is not really that great."

"I've noticed," she replied with a smug smirk, leaning on her fan.

"So Gaara was just chilling on his own during the whole Hiruko thing?" She frowned.

"I wouldn't say 'chilling', but he did take his time to tell us he was fine." She sighed. "I swear, Kankuro and him will be the death of me one day. Anyway…" She opened her fan. "Let's go back to business."

"On…"

"Uzumaki Akane!"

"Izumi?" I mumbled, recognizing the voice. From the other side of the training ground Izumi appeared.

"Who's that?"

"Itachi's ex." Temari smirked. "I don't even want to know what you're thinking about."

"You know what I'm thinking abou…"

"Shikamar…" She blushed and shut up. "Yeah, I thought so," I said with narrowed eyes. I turned toward Izumi.

Damn, she had...quite the chest. Probably like Ino. Why did every kunoichi I saw was shaped like goddesses? Seriously!

"Yeah?"

"I challenge you to the Takemikazuchi!" Her cheeks were red and she was panting. She must have been running around. I blinked.

"Heh?" She widened her eyes in shock and anger.

"You don't even know what it is!?" I frowned slightly.

"Hey, stop attacking me for a second," I told her coldly. She kept glaring hotly at me.

"Just say if you accept it or not, it's a duel."

"Why not I guess? But why?" She gritted her teeth.

"It's your fault." I blinked at the frustrated tears at the corner of her eyes. "It's your fault if Itachi-kun stopped loving me! You're walking around as if you belonged here and he just...he just follows you around when he shouldn't even give you a second of his time! What's so great about you anyway!? You're a cold-blooded killer who's not even one of us but a foreigner!" I...stared at her, unfazed because I knew it would give her too much joy if I showed something.

Inside though? I was boiling.

"Hey, you better watch your mouth about foreigners Uchiha girl," Temari warned her with a deadly glare. I put my hands on my hips.

"So, when is it?" Izumi blinked away her tears. "That duel, when and where?"

"In front of the Naka Shrine, on Sunday at sunset." So around five in the afternoon? "I will beat you!" She spun around, literally whipping me with her stupidly long hair by doing so and stomped away.

I touched my abused cheek.

"What's that's bitch's problem?"

"I don't think she's a bitch Temari."

"Have you heard the way she talked to you?"

"I did, but I live with her ex-boyfriend. Man she loved since she was a kid. She's more heartbroken than a bitch I think."

Shisui was already dating a bitch, I didn't want Itachi to have the same tastes in girls.

"Is there something between you two then?"

"No. They broke up like two years ago anyway, I was busy in Kiri back then." She frowned.

"You should ask Itachi what he told her exactly when they broke up because that chick seems to think it's your fault somehow."

"Yeah, you've got a point. Can we train another day then? I have things to learn." She nodded.

"Sure thing, just make sure to beat her." I nodded and went home.

Mikoto-san was there, with both her sons.

"Good, just the Uchihas I wanted to see," I announced, slamming the door behind me.

"Good afternoon Akane-chan," Mikoto-san greeted me without looking at me. Sasuke nodded in my direction, looking bored, and Itachi smiled at me.

I narrowed my eyes at him. He lost his smile, knowing he had done something wrong.

"Mikoto-san, what's a Takezikuchami?" She looked at me with mirth.

"Don't you mean 'Takemikazuchi'?" I nodded. "It's a duel that can happen when someone from outside the clan is to join it in order to make sure if that stranger will fight with all they have to protect the clan. If the stranger loses, then they are completely cut off by the Uchiha clan." Oh, I agreed to that? "But it hasn't been used for ages because we usually come up with solutions before it comes to this."

"Where did you hear that?" Itachi inquired. I put my fists on my hips and looked at him, leaning on a leg.

"Your ex-girlfriend challenged me today to that." He widened his eyes in shock.

"What? Izumi did?"

"It's not like Izumi-chan…" Mikoto-san whispered. Sasuke was smirking.

"Tell me you said 'yes'." He snickered.

"I did," I told him. "She didn't give me the details and she was pissed at me."

"Why would she be angry at you?" Itachi asked me.

"You tell me!" I replied, pointing a finger at him. "Why does she think you broke up with her because of me Itachi!? What did you tell her?" He paled and leaned back in his chair.

"Ah, I think I know." I slammed my hands on the table in front of him. He looked at them and moved his chair back slightly.

"Itachi, what did you do?" his mother asked him, almost in disappointment.

"Father had just told us Sasuke was with Akane in the Resistance and with Shisui over there as well I was worried for you three...Izumi tried to cheer me up but it didn't work and she…" He shot me a quick look and I raised a brow. "Basically, she told me to stop caring about Akane because from how she was during the Chuunin Exams she had moved on from her life in Konoha. I told her I should stop caring but not about Akane and...broke up with her."

"What did she do after?" I asked him coldly.

"She started to cry, I tried to wipe her tears away and she slapped my hand before leaving." We all stared at him.

"You're lucky she only slapped your hand nii-san," Sasuke finally said, breaking the silence. "You're terrible with girls." Itachi glared weakly at him.

"Because you're better?" Sasuke scoffed.

"I'm on a team with Sakura, Naruto and Sai. I learned what not to say to a girl thanks to them." Point for Sasuke.

"Why did you have to be like your father for this?" Mikoto-san wondered, shaking her head in shame. Itachi blushed slightly.

"I said the truth." I pinched the bridge of my nose.

"Seriously, you should know there are situations where it's better not to be honest. Do you know how she must have felt? She was dumped because the guy she's been in love with for years didn't want to stop caring for another girl and then said guy moved in with said girl and almost died to save her and…" I slumped on the chair next to Mikoto-san and shook my head like her. "It's no wonder she thinks I destroyed her couple."

"Once the duel is over, you are apologizing to her Itachi." Itachi opened his mouth but Mikoto-san glared at him. "I don't want to hear it. I didn't teach you to be so insensitive to other people's feelings, did I?" She then looked at me. "Losing could fix your situation with Sasuke."

"Yeah but I can't lose on purpose anymore because of him." I gestured at Itachi, who tried to hide behind his collar. "I don't think she cares that much about me marrying Sasuke or not, she wants something else and if I don't take her seriously it would only make her feel worst." I sighed.

"The fight is taijutsu, with weapons authorized, to represent how you'd fight for the clan even with nothing but your body." I nodded at Mikoto-san. "I'm sorry that my son's inability to understand his ex-girlfriend dragged you into this." Itachi was smart enough not to defend himself.

"That's okay."

"You are allowed to have a 'witness' if you want, and a family member, to support you."

"Got it." I looked at Sasuke. "I suppose you'll be on my side by default." He shrugged.

"I guess, not that I'd side with Izumi anyway." Itachi glared at Sasuke.

"She's never done anything to you."

"I've never liked her, I'm not going to pretend," Sasuke shot back, but Itachi was still not having it.

I tried to ignore the twist in my stomach.

The week went by slowly. Work at the police station kind of sucked, not gonna lie. It was a lot of paperwork and people would see favoritism in me being there. I ended up getting along with a few of my coworkers, mainly the Nara and Uchiha who had been leading civilians to safety when we were under attack. Nara Yasuji and Uchiha Zotutsu.

"You're going to fight Izumi-chan then?" Zotutsu asked me, dropping a stack of papers on my desk.

"Yeah."

"It's surprising coming from her," he muttered, leaving to go back to his desk.

I kept my ears opened. There were still tensions, some whispering among Uchihas regarding Fugaku, but nothing screaming 'coup d'état'.

Sunday arrived quickly. I walked through the compound with Naruto and Temari. Naruto seemed to think Izumi was a nice girl and didn't deserve the way Sasuke treated her back when she was dating Itachi. He was surprised to know she challenged me.

"I can't promise I won't laugh when she's beaten."

"Maybe nee-chan will lose!" Temari scoffed, shaking her head.

"I highly doubt it." Once we were at the top of the stairs, Sasuke immediately walked up to us. His parents and Itachi were there. There was Shisui as well, with Manami and an Uchiha woman, probably around Fugaku-san's age, talking with Izumi. There were a few other Uchihas as well but none I ever cared to know. Even the elders.

Well, there was Zotutsu.

Fugaku-san cleared his throat.

"Please, the fighters come closer." We did and he looked at each of us with an unreadable face. "You are allowed to take a weapon of your choice if you wish among the ones in this scroll." He unsealed the scroll and I looked at the weapons.

"How many times were the katanas used?"

"These two are close to fifteen times," he told me, showing me the weapons. "The others have been used under ten times." I picked up a regular katana. I turned around, making some moves and nodded.

"I'll take that one." Izumi opted for a naginata.

We walked away from each other. Naruto, Sasuke and Temari all nodded at me encouragingly. When I turned around to face Izumi, I caught Shisui's silent cheering. However, I felt my inside twisting once more when I realized Itachi was whispering things to Izumi, his back to me.

I took a deep breath as he went back next to Shisui. He kept staring at Izumi and I almost, almost, gritted my teeth.

"The duel is over when one of the participant can no longer continue. Killing is forbidden," Fugaku-san stated. "Only taijutsu and the use of the weapon you have picked is authorized. Of course, the body-flicker, Hiraishin and Sharingan are all prohibited." He looked at Izumi, then me. "Are you ready?" I nodded, like her. "Then start."

"Go nee-chan!" I put a foot in front of the other, holding my katana straight in front of me, staring at Izumi. She gritted her teeth. "Heh? Why…"

"Izumi doesn't have any opening," Sasuke told Naruto.

"How do you see that?"

"I'll tell you later about kenjutsu dobe."

"Shut up, both of you," Temari ordered them.

Izumi knew fully well she had no opening and clearly was waiting for me to move.

Fine then, let's do it her way. I ran at her, which seemed to surprise her and we exchanged blows. I wasn't looking to strike her yet, just see her skills with her weapon. It seemed she was as good with it as I was with Yagura's club.

Meaning, good but not an expert.

I jumped in the air to strike her. She stopped me with the handle of her naginata. My blade clashed against it in a gritting sound and I slipped it between her and the handle. Her gaze showed her confusion as I turned the blade for the side to be against the handle.

I put my foot behind my blade and used the other foot to kick her in the face before pulling. She dropped her weapon and I landed smoothly on the ground a few meters away, the naginata under my foot. I twirled my katana in my hand before putting behind my head in nonchalance.

Izumi was a good kunoichi but...I had forgotten what it was like to fight against someone who was...normal I guess? She was good, high chuunin to low jounin level I'd say, but she was young.

I could see it in all her moves how young she was.

I had been a kunoichi for thirty-three years, always trained by highly-skilled, Kage-level people.

She glared darkly at me.

I sighed and kicked her weapon away, behind Fugaku-san. I looked down at my katana and threw it at Naruto, who screamed at me I wanted to kill him when he caught it. Izumi must have seen that as an insult because she launched herself at me. She was good in taijutsu, definitely jounin-level there. With her sharingan, it was probably great.

I was about to punch her in the throat but remembered I was in Konoha, that the Kiri taijutsu style was way more violent than Konoha and that punching in the throat was seen as a cheap move in a spar. I hesitated for a second and it was enough for Izumi to punch me in the cheek.

I put some distance between us, now my back to Shisui and Itachi. I ran my thumb at the corner of my lips and looked at the blood.

Izumi turned around her, fury in her eyes.

"Why did you hesitate!?" she barked at me, fists shaking by her sides. I blinked back at her.

"Sasuke once told me Kiri taijutsu style would probably not be accepted in Konoha," I replied blandly. Sasuke facepalmed.

Izumi saw red.

"I can handle it! I don't want your pity or for you to hold back!" She looked at someone above my shoulder. I followed her eyes.

It was Itachi, no surprise there, who seemed concerned. He knew better than anyone how aggressive I was.

In other terms, to Konoha I would 'play dirty', but you know what, playing dirty kept me alive so far.

"Do you want me to fight as if we were enemy shinobi on a mission?"

"Isn't that obvious!?" I looked at the ground. Slowly, I looked at Fugaku-san.

"You heard her like I did, right?" He nodded. "Good, then any comment on what's going to follow is uncalled for."

"Obviously," he replied, eyeing me from the corner of his eyes.

"Well then...sorry for the wait Izumi." She blinked and I was sliding in front of her. She barely had the time to raise her arms to protect herself that my foot was deep in her stomach.

She spat blood and was sent flying in a tree. Naruto had moved out of the way just in time to avoid her. I was back at her but she rolled out of the way just in time to dodge me.

At my utter surprise, she grabbed my hair and yanked on it, slamming my head against the ground.

And they said I was playing dirty? Or maybe now I was playing dirty, she felt she could as well.

I bit the inside of my cheek to keep wincing in pain. I grabbed the wrist at the back of my head and gripped it tight. She let go of me and I got up, grabbing her by her collar to pull her on her feet. She tried to free herself.

"Stop it or I break it," I warned her. She bared her teeth and continued.

I gathered some chakra in my hand and broke her wrist. She bit her lip to keep herself from screaming, probably too prideful for it. I moved my mouth next to her ear.

"If you have an issue with the way Itachi dumped you, you take it to him, but not to me," I growled quietly in her ear. She tensed. "And keep your skill set in mind when you challenge someone who's used to fighting against Uchihas and who was trained to exhaustion by a perfect jinchuuriki for years."

On this note, I lifted her am with the broken wrist, slipped under it to go behind her before she could comprehend what had happened and knocked her out.

I didn't bother keeping her from touching the ground.

No, Itachi was there to catch her when I let go of her wrist. He didn't raise his head to me, he just scooped her in his arms.

"Uzumaki Akane has won the duel," Fugaku-san stated flatly.

Itachi left with her and I went back to my side, ignoring the boiling anger in my stomach.

"See, it was a joke," Temari commented. "When you think about it for two seconds, you've spared a lot with the Hyuuga clan since you're in Konoha, of course you're good in taijutsu."

"Let's go," I said, stretching out my arm. They all put a hand on it.

In the blink of an eye, we were in my living-room.

"Apart from pulling your hair, it was so one-sided I almost pitied her," Sasuke said and I fell on a chair, a hand at the back of my head.

"She's not that bad. I mean, she's what, a chuunin or jounin?"

"Chuunin."

"She's an Uchiha forbidden to use the Sharingan," I told them. "The Uchiha clan might be full of prodigies, the moment they unlock the Sharingan they have the tendency to use it way too much and then rely on it." I pointed at Sasuke. "Naruto, for instance, what about Sasuke since he came back?" He frowned.

"Yeah, you use the Sharingan a lot less! I thought you weren't taking me seriously at first!" Sasuke smirked.

"There's that." Naruto screamed, offended, and Temari went behind me. "But nee-san's right, that's why she kept sealing my sharingan when she was training me. If we rely too much on our eyes, then someone like her who can seal them will beat us. Izumi is not bad per say, but she's guilty of relying too much on her eyes. You could see it in her movements." Naruto folded his arms.

"Yeah, it was almost as if she was struggling to follow nee-chan's moves."

"Yeah. The Sharingan sees through your opponent's moves and you adapt to them. Now she could not use her eyes, she was struggling to figure out what Akane was going to do. Of course, that one doesn't have that issue."

"Try training with a perfect jinchuuriki for years, your eyes adapt," I replied tiredly. Temari put her hand behind my head. "Aouch."

"You're bleeding," she stated seriously.

"Heh?"

"You two, go get your teammate," the blond kunoichi told the boys. They left. "Towel?"

"Under the bathroom sink." She held the towel against my head. "Thanks."

"You're welcome." She shook her head. "I'm sure that girl is strong but...are Uchihas all arrogant when it comes to their eyes?"

"Yeah...the Hyuugas aren't that much better when you think of it."

"Sure, but they do know they can lose their eyes, right? So relying so much on them…" She sighed. "Kekkai genkai users…"

"I take offense in that." She scoffed.

"You don't immediately go to that." I smirked at her.

Sakura took care of my concussion.

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