Tomomi succeeded in making his first seal. A seal that summon fire. But as a consequence, he suffered from a first degree burn.
As soon as his ears piercing scream were heard, Mikoto quickly came from the kitchen in lightning speed with Fugaku behind her as he just outside the house. The Uchiha head extinguished the fire and his wife tended her crying son. Both of them brought the young Successor to the hospital quickly as they could.
Still crying, Tomomi sniffled at his mother's bosom as the medic-nin hovered her hand over his burned one. The medic-nin hands glowing green as her chakra work its magic. Tomomi was remind of another person in his dream, a woman this time, her long flowing white hair, ruby eyes, same marking on her face and her hand glowing green as the medic-nin over a heavily injured shinobi.
After the healing is done, Fugaku tense face relax and Mikoto let out a sigh of relief. Tomomi hands were bandaged and was told to leave it for a day.
…
…
…
"Well?"
The young Successor fidgeted while he sat in front of his parent.
"I … um… I saw it my dream."
"Dream?" inquired Mikoto.
Her son nodded.
"A boy, around Shisui age … he always in my dream, doing the same thing over and over again." Tomomi said. His voice is small. "I ... I just want to know what it do…" the young Uchiha lowered his head.
"What did he looked like?" asked Fugaku.
"He … have the same marking as I do, red hair and blue eyes." Tomomi looked up to his father at that question. Why did his father want to know? He is just a dream.
"This boy … is he the only one you dream of?"
"So-sometimes it is white haired girl, sometimes it is the boy. But the most recent one is a boy with clear eyes … um … he has no iris."
To Fugaku and Mikoto, it is clear the last one is a Hyuuga. Most specificly, Hyuuga Hiroto, the last Successor in Konoha ever known.
"Father," the Uchiha head grunted. "Am I in trouble?"
"No." Tomomi let out a breath he didn't noticed he hold.
"From now on, if the person in your dream do something, tell your mother before your attempt it yourself.… And do not tell any brothers of this. Am I clear?"
"Yes, father."
XXXX
"Aniki! Nii-san!"
The day when Itachi and Sasuke came back, the blue eyed boy couldn't wait and basically dragged his mother to the village entrance. As a boy that never went out of the clan compound, he should have been fascinated with the village, but he didn't. He walked to the village entrance without another glance of his surrounding and weaved through the road as if he did it a millions of time.
When his brothers' figures came to view, he's all but ran to them and tackled Sasuke and hugging him.
"Otouto." Sasuke hugged his little brother back, missing him.
When he withdraw back, Tomomi turn his oldest brother, arms up asking for a hug. He didn't need to as Itachi already kneeled in front of him. Tomomi hug his oldest brother and inhale his scent, apple tree and fresh soil.
The young Successor took both of his brothers' hand and tugged them to Konoha. To their home.
XXXX
"You will start your training at once."
"Please don't let them know."
XXXX
"Otouto, shh…." Sasuke moved his finger to his lips, motioning Tomomi to keep quiet.
His little brother nodded with a grin on his face. Sasuke turned his face to his target, his smiling lips turn upside down, serious. He wait for his target to be in place.
'Now!'
…
…
…
"Got it!" Sasuke exclaimed while stepping on a huge lion. It's mane was pinned down by few kunai.
"Now gimme your fingerprint!"
"Nii-san's cool!"
Not far from their place, Itachi smiled softly down at his brothers from his tree.
XXXX
"Where are we going?" Tomomi looked up to his cousin.
"Don't you know, Otouto? We're going to see Aniki's fight for Chunin!"
The young Successor look to his left, his hand holding his brother. "Fight? Why Aniki need to fight?"
"To know who is worthy." Answered Shisui. Seeing the confused face of his youngest cousin, he added, "You'll understand when you get older."
'Then I don't want to get older. Why fight? It's bad.'
…
…
…
"Aniki!" exclaimed Sasuke upon seeing Itachi.
"Sasuke?" confusion clear in his voice. "What are you doing here?"
"To see you! Otouto here too!"
"Tomomi too?" He look past Sasuke and saw his youngest brother with … Shisui. He 'talk' to him later about bringing Sasuke not to mention Tomomi to the arena, maybe with fire, or kick, or punch.
He crouched down for Tomomi to hug as his little brother got closer. It's going to be hurt, he thought. His last opponent was strong and even with planning two steps ahead, he suffered quite injuries even though he didn't bleed. But Tomomi didn't. He walked calmly to him and make no motion to hug him. Instead he brought his right hand and caressed Itachi's cheek.
"Otouto?"
"Are you okay?"
"What make you say that?" Itachi said while leaning to his youngest brother touch.
His little brother looked at him sceptically that look so wrong in his young face. "You're hurt."
It's not a question. A statement.
"Yeah! That last attack seem hurt!" said Sasuke with a frown on his face.
Smiling, he brought both of his hand and poked their forehead. His right to Sasuke's and his left to Tomomi.
"Don't worry. I'll be fine."
Tomomi was not convinced if the frown was any indication. "You are going to the hospital."
"Yes, yes."
XXXX
"Mother! Come and look!" said the blue eyed boy and tugged his mother's hand.
"What's wrong?" asked Mikoto, half confusion and half worried at her panting and a little pale son.
Sasuke is off to catch another cat and Itachi is busy with training. So to pass time, he once again drowned in his dream, remembering the technique a black haired girl – now a princess – used. There's a particular action that most people in his dream used. It look so simple and he want to try it. The young Successor thought there is no harm in doing so since it doesn't spew water or raise mountains or summon scary animals out of nowhere. Once he did it, he's so ecstatic! He didn't know he could use the weird ener- ahem! chakra in him to do that. He do it again and again until he remembered his promise to his father, so he brought his mother in the kitchen to the courtyard.
"Look!"
Tomomi then proceed to close his eyes. He concentrate to guide his chakra to his feet. Once he thought it is enough, he walked to the nearby tree and connected his right foot to the trunk. He pushed his left foot upward to place on the rough skin. He repeated with his right leg. Left. Right. Left. Right. All without breaking the concentration in his mind. He got a feeling something bad will happen if he disconnect the energy to the tree, and for some reason it got something to do with falling.
Once he arrived to one of the thicker branch, he stopped and sat there. He looked at his mother and frowned. He face in one of shock and her obsidian eyes turn to blood red with comas in it.
"Mother?"
Snapped out from her musing, Mikoto de-activated her Sharingan. It is foolish of her to think someone replaced her child with someone else before she remembered that her youngest son is a Successor. A Successor for God's sake! She should have expected it after her son got sent to the hospital because of the fire.
Smiling, Mikoto used the tree-walking to get to her son and sat beside him after Tomomi scooted over.
"Wow! Mother can do it too!" said Tomomi with a smile in his face.
"All ninja can do it." Mikoto smile down to the young Successor.
"Really? Ah! Then Father and Aniki can do it too!"
His mother giggled and said "Yes, they can. And someday your Nii-san can do it too."
"Hmm…." Hummed Tomomi. They both sat there in comfortable silence.
"Tomomi."
"Yes mother."
"How do you know to do this? Is it that boy again?"
"Nope! It is a black haired princess this time."
"Princess?"
"Yep! She wore make-up and her kimono look expensive."
"Really now?" said Mikoto while patting Tomomi's soft hair.
XXXX
Naruto belong to Masashi Kishimoto
Even though I proof-read it many times, I still feel that there are still some mistakes. Please forgive me for that if it disrupts your reading.
Enjoy
