AN.

So I decided to post 2 chapters per week. Well, not subsequently, maybe every Friday and Sunday but since I was feeling productive (and I refused to study for my Math and Theology exam) I decided to edit this. It was fun. Thanks for the reviewers who enjoyed the first chapter of 3xIs! (pronounced as thrice. Pretty punny rite?) To that one reviewer who was confused of her age, she has the mental age of a mid-twenty year old and since I skimmed through her childhood because, Hyuga reasons. Basically, she fought Seto at age age 5, academy age. Last chapter ended literally the day before the opening ceremony.

White Eyes? Not worth the trouble on my opinion. But I'm not Tokina :)

EDIT 11/25/2017: Just removed a name that I decided was useless to the current ideas of the plot. Nothing important, carry on

EDIT 11/26/2017: Corrected a math equation that was due correction :')

The Opening ceremony went off without a hitch (for me anyway, I was pretty sure a certain Uchiha was late) and classes began.

I entered the classroom with a fair number of students already in. I walked to the corner next to the window like a true anime protagonist and began to doze off. I would have been successful if it wasn't for the not so loud murmuring. Honestly, shouldn't they be a bit quieter? They are ninja to be after all.

"Who's that girl?"

"I haven't seen her before."

"Aren't the Hyūgas a great clan? What's she doing wearing those ugly oversized shirts?"

"Does she even wash those?"

I sighed, resting my cheek on my left hand and began drumming the table. So what if these are hand me downs? It's not like it would be any different if it was store bought anyway. And this is its natural color, you ignorant plebeians, never seen Khaki before? I got out a notebook and doodled in the last page. This is going to be a long year, I can feel it.

"Um, Hyūga-san, is this seat taken?" A girl asked for the seat next to me. She had light brown hair and weird looking purple markings near her cheeks. Ah, "Nohara-san, correct?" I smiled "It's not taken, go ahead." She let out a small thank you and set her books and other studying utensils. "Don't mind them." She said under her breath "Their just curious, that's all. I personally like khaki myself." She smiled at me. I smiled back, awkwardly. Damn, maybe if my mental age was the same as those other children, I making friends could be so much easier. I felt guilty on the fact that this perfectly normal child was being nice to me and all I could think was no I don't have an extra pen, please go away."Thank you for your concern, Nohara-san." I said genuinely. The room started go fill out before a loud and irritating voice was heard.

"Alright everybody, be quiet!" the angry old man voice said, appearing seemingly out of nowhere in a burst of smoke and leaves. The room's noise died down instantly. I eyed him curiously. He had wild, bed hair that reached his shoulders, Inuzaka marking around his eyes and donned what looked like a blue with white trimmings summer yukata. He cleared his throat and glared at us like disobedient dogs. "This could go either way, either you pass or you fail. If you can't even answer what the square root of 64 is, how would you puppies even survive in the field?" He barred his teeth at me. "You, Hyūga!" I slowly stood up while is finger was pointing at me. I sense that he had Hyūga rival if he wanted to make this personal "What is the Pythagorean theorem if you're so smart?"

Geometry in first grade? This man is evil. Too bad for him, I wasn't totally inept in math, just the statistics part of it. Statistics can go fuck itself, making me repeat my second year. What the hell would I use statistics for when I was studying how to be a friggin' musical conductor?!

"Isn't it a^2+b^2=c^2?" He then laughed at me. I tilted my head slightly. I'm sure I was right, my sophomore math teacher beat that shit into us in the fear of graded recitation. Asian schools, everybody. "You see puppies? If you can't even solve basic math, what are the chances of you making geni-wait what did you say?" He cut off quickly

"a^2+b^2=c^2?" I repeated with a little bit of confidence.

"You're not supposed to know that yet." He glared at me, barring his teeth. The look caused a few students to wince. "Tell me your name oh smart one." The bitch-nin drawled out sarcastically, all the eyes instantly turned to me. Oh god, social confrontation, "H-Hyūga Tokina, sensei!" I managed to squeak out. He grinned sadistically as if he was enjoying this "So you aren't one of in the Main House then?" He questioned. "N-no sir." That seems to be the answer he was looking for. "Sit down, then." He waved me off, the children still eyeing me weirdly, and he began to talk.

"He's the worst." Rin whispered to me. I let out a small chuckle "Tell me about it." She smiled and I returned it. The teacher was writing something on the board when a black haired boy with orange goggles suddenly burst through the door. The Inuzaka sensei immediately glared at him, not appreciating a late student and being interrupted.

"You're late." The Inuzaka bared his fangs. The class laughed at the boy, who from my memory was Obito, I think. The boy turned red and I saw how his eyes looked at Rin's with humiliation. Rin smiled exasperatedly and shrugged. The I-want-to-kill-myself look on Obito's face lessened and stood straighter. The Inuzuka muttered something in the words of 'I'm too old for this crap' and pointed at the empty seat next to Rin. "If your late once more, you will be punished, understand?" The dog-teacher snarled out. "Now sit and pay attention." Obito scrambled to the seat and gave a small smile to Rin. Sensing I shouldn't be a part of this conversation, I turned my head to the lesson on hand. But I could still hear them.

"I'm late." Obito repeated, scratching his cheek.

"You're late." Rin said exasperated at the Uchiha boy.

Nobody seemed to notice the small delay that the dog-teacher did or his slight ear twitch. I opened my notebook, quietly ripped a page and wrote something, casually passing to Rin.

'He can hear you.' They immediately quieted.

"Now, our first lesson on the history of Konoha begins now."

Ugh.

The bell rang for lunch and I slowly rubbed my eyes to ward of any drowsiness. That didn't stop the yawn, though. I covered my mouth with my oversized sleeve and got out of the room with lunch in hand that I immediately want to devour.

Mmmm, beef...

"Thanks back there, Hyūga-san." A girly voice said behind me.

"Huh?" I turned around and saw Rin smiling and a curious looking Obito looking at me like I was a freak. I eyed him and tilted my head slightly, he blushed and looked away. Kids are weird. "What did I do?" I asked, genuinely curious. Rin still kept that smile on; doesn't that hurt her cheeks or something? "You saved us from a day of yelling from that mean teacher, that's what!" Obito chirped loudly, Rin elbowed him in the ribs.

"Ow!" He rubbed his ribs

"Sorry, he can get excitable at times." She apologized for him. He pouted and muttered what was probably a denial."You really did save our skin, though. Thanks for that." Rin suddenly gained back the topic at hand and held out her lunch. "Do you want to have lunch with us, Hyūga-san?" She asked politely

Nice, no awkward alone at the lunch table scenario.

"I would be happy to, Nohara-san." I nodded slightly. Rin beamed and began leading us like lost sheep. Obito frowned, probably since he was ignored throughout the conversation. Rin, leading the way, left me with Obito and the passive silence turned awkward really fast.

"So, um, who are you?" I asked, trying to sound polite. I don't know why but who you are always sounded so rude to me. It sounded like the bad who are you, the ones you use when there a person literally pressing all your buttons. Obito (but I don't know that, Obito who? Never met that guy/kid/Uchiha before) rebounded from the awkwardness into something of pure happiness. "I'm-" he pointed at himself "Uchiha Obito and I'm gonna be Hokage someday!" He declared, his right hand pumping the air.

Aw, cute.

"Good luck, Uchiha-san. I look forward to working under you." I said, meaning half of it, specifically not meaning the 'working under you' because I was aiming to appease my parents then open a flower shop or something. I know he won't become Hokage-sama but still. It did make his day though, he practically beamed at me, I gave him a tight lipped smile in return, he turned pink again and his smile faltered for a second. What's wrong with him?

We stopped under a cherry blossom tree, giving a lot of shad and a full view of the students playing.

"Are you okay, Uchiha-san? You look flushed." I said, putting the back of my palm for head. I felt him flinch but he made no move to avoid it. I let out an 'Hm' and sat down next to Rin, and Obito mirroring me.

Obito cleared his throat. "So, what so you want to be when you grow up, Toki- Hyuga-san?" Obito corrected hastily, I let an amused expression show. Obvious struggle in formalities would result in punishment in Hyūga.

"Tokina is just fine, if you don't mind calling you Obito-san and Rin-san." I ate my beef as I waited for my response. It wasn't a long wait. "Sure, sounds okay to me." Obito let out casually, hastily eating his fish. Rin smiled "I don't mind. Anyway, you were saying?"

"Well, honestly, I don't have a big goal. I just want to live and settle down or something." I confessed "The papers about a war coming soon so..." I shrugged "make every moment count I guess?"

Obito opened his mouth but a ball immediately struck his face, he let out an 'Oomph' and fell backwards, his lunch ruined. I frowned at the wasted food. Obito stood up with incredible speed and pointed at the perp. "You!"

The smug looking kid gave out an ugly smirk "Me." He said calmly, he tucked a lock of hair under his ear and put his pony tail behind him with a huff. "Hey, weren't you that kid that was late in the ceremony?" fatty piped up. The Scream snickered, "Your right! What a loser!" He had a long face and tall and lanky figure, if I had to describe him accurately; he looked like The Scream's face with a stickman body. He was flanked by two other kids, one fat with black hair and the other one short with a wooden sword. Obito rushed at him and punched The Scream with vengeance. Screamy fell on his butt and the two other kids supported him.

"Boss, are you okay?" Fatty said, with a high pitched voice inhumanely possible.

"Let's wreck his shit up!" Holding the wooden sword awkwardly pointing at us, it was clear to me he only carried it for intimidation purposes. I've seen enough Anime to know where this was going. A crowd was gathering behind us. Ah great, just perfect. The Scream stood up and Obito immediately sized him up. If I focused really hard I could see lightning between them

Rin immediately stepped between them. Pushing their chests away to give me space and to distance them.

"Guys, please, it's just a misunderstanding." Rin said calmly I pulled the Uchiha I knew for about 12 minutes away from the fray.

"Why should I be ordered around by some girl?" The Scream pushed Rin away, said girl dropped on her but while Obito flailed.

The grounds immediately quieted. I closed my eyes from twitching deeply sighed. Every part of me was screaming get away from the situation as fast as you can. I wasn't a hero, there wasn't an instinct telling me to stay, but Rin was nice to me. I could at least return the favor. It's what I owed my past parents; they raised a better daughter than this. "Look let's just all be mature and forget this never happened." I compromised, my five year old body failing to restrain the tougher Uchiha. The Scream mock whispered to his goons, "She's just saying that since she knows she can't beat me."

My right eye twitched

"If you don't stop, I'm going to call Inuzuka-sensei!" I childishly threatened while Obito pushed me away, making his small body a human shield, while the crowd began murmuring around me.

The Scream rolled his eyes.

"I never thought the Hyūga could be such chickens!" He sneered. Obito ran up to him and punched him square in the face while the one with the wooden sword that could be charitably called a bokken slammed it hard on Obito's back. My eyes widened as Obito let out a sharp gasp and dropped to the grass. Oh my God, this level of bullying was intense. The three began kicking and beating Obito up while the Uchiha took it, his arms protecting his face. I heard the crowd's murmurs despite them not doing anything. If I was them, I wouldn't get involved. "Someone should do something." I heard one of them. "You do it, they might wait for me after school. I don't want that!" replied the other. I couldn't really blame them. They were children. I was biologically a child. If I was an Uchiha with red eyes and black circles then maybe they could fear me but the said Uchiha wasn't prodigious nor had his Sharingan yet.

But I was a Hyūga who earned my Byakugan.

"You should stop." I said quietly, my brain trying to process the fact that this is going to be my world. If this was the level of bullying when we were just five years old then I need to be tougher, enough to stand up for myself and just myself. The three stopped their merciless beating and eyed me with the look of 'obviously not a threat.' "Oh, I'm sorry." Fatty cupped his ear with an arrogant smile. "I don't understand ugly."

I formed a snake hand seal to activate my birthright. They all tensed. "I'm sorry, too." My eyes focused on the tenketsu points around me as I took a basic Jyūken stance my dad beat me into the moment I learnt how to walk and talk. "I don't speak stupid." The air around me chilled. Killing intent? I didn't know.

They all sneered at me and engaged. They were obviously civilian children who entered to make their clans have more power or something because, honestly, their taijutsu needs serious work. That was me being generous. I wasn't a Neji but I sure as hell knew how to use my Byakugan and my Jyūken. My fingers flinched in the contact of cloth as I injected chakra to their waist, arms and hips while the three threw themselves at me. With muscle memory I earned because of my dad, I managed to dodge their blows. They were all groaning at the ground while The Scream looked at them flabbergasted. "M-Monster!" He tucked tail and ran, forgetting all about his lackeys

I deactivated my white eyes. Wow, so I'm the monster that beat a poor defenseless kid? Double standards at its finest, I would say. Obito stood up and immediately helped Rin up, who was nursing a sore butt. I walked back to them. "Are you guys okay?" I checked the two children. I was a 'children'. Obito's eyes were wide.

"That was so cool!"

I blinked.

"You need to teach me that, Tokina!" Obito dropping the formality would have cost him a punch to the gut if I was any other Hyūga. I smiled at him and resumed my eating. It was all for you, my precious beef. "Maybe, I still have a long way to go." I confessed. Well, the road was only till I earned enough to open a flower shop, become a civilian, then retire at the tender age of 30 where I hope that I'd be able to marry a man who had a stable income.

Rin beamed at me. "Thanks, Tokina-san." The brunette stressed the formality, earning a sheepish chuckle from Obito. She sat beside us, continuing her eating and was now feeding some of her food to Obito who now has a ruined lunch. I'm not giving my beef if he requested it. "Those guys, though." Rin huffed. "So mean. Are you okay, Obito-kun? I'm sure I have a bandage here, somewhere." She began searching for her pockets and held a pink bunny band-aid proudly.

Rin, honey, I don't think that would suffice.

I focused on converting my chakra for medical means. It took four minutes (four minutes too long if it was a real battle) for my hands to at least flicker with minty-green chakra. I directed the Mystic Palm to Obito who blinked at it curiously before letting out a shameless groan of pleasure. "Ohhh, that feels good." I continued focusing on my jutsu with a wide-eyed Rin staring at me, a spring breeze making the trees rustle as I felt what I thought was air enter my kimono shirt through my oversized sleeves.

I shivered. Damn was today cold.

Finding experiments that could handle The Cursed Seal of Heaven was difficult. So far, he managed to plant the seal in four clanless children. Orochimaru needed six more. To achieve immortality, one must be willing a few sacrifices. Immoral, if some would say

The Snake Sannin chuckled at his own joke.

Sometimes he could crack himself up. He was doing rounds around the village when one of his snakes planted by the Academy let out a chakra ping. He stopped immediately, cloaking himself in a high-level Camouflage Jutsu and did a reverse summon.

He hid from the crowd of children and settled for the trees. It's not like their small child brains could sense him anyway. Orochimaru aimed to learn all the jutsu, camouflage should be easy for someone like him. His slit pupils immediately inspected a small girl who was quickly taking her interest. He quirked a smile. For a five year old girl, her killing intent control was amazing, almost like an expert interrogator. And what was that chakra reserve she had? How curious. He was sure that the only Uzumaki here was that red-haired woman who was dotting on the Yellow Flash. He observed how the girl seamlessly beat the two buffoon called children and sent the other one running.

Chakra reserves to match an Uzumaki, has the Byakugan at such a tender age, impressive chakra control being her birthright. What a fine body and test subject she could be if he molded her and matured.

No, he told himself, be patient. These things require research and observation. A Hyūga girl suddenly going missing would cause the clan to go in an uproar in fear of the girl being kidnapped for her eyes, whether it be part of the Main or the Branch. She could be an easy target for kidnappers, and he has not heard of any new Main house children (he should know, the prideful clan who boasts the eyes that aren't all impressive usually announced their children as a side-story in the papers) and he was not sure if she would survive the procedure, even if she did not, she does not look like she has the Caged Bird seal on her so her eyes would still be of use for further research if she could not endure. Hmmm, but maybe with a little conditioning here and there, It would not be unusual for him to gain an apprentice. Hiruzen has been nagging him to get on anyway; either that or maybe that or maybe a three member team of brats.

Further observation will be needed, but in the mean time...

He bit his hand and summoned a small green python; he directed it to the now eating girl with the three other children talking animatedly. "You know what to do." The python curled around Orochimaru's wrist as a form of acknowledgment and slithered down the tree. It camouflaged with grass and slithered near the girl, and went inside her Kimono shirt. The girl shivered at the cold touch for a second but did nothing. Orochimaru will be patient for now. He needed more experiments and patients but rushing things will only lead to failure

Patience to gain a new patient,

He chuckled and body flickered away in the guise of a pleasant spring breeze.

The reactions to The Academy aren't exactly justifiable. I mean, it is a school. We are supposed to learn the basics of life and some ninja stuff sprinkled here and there, like the history, what chakra is, that sort of stuff. I suppose to other kids, History could be considered boring but I couldn't help but be impressed. Someone made this. Some human out there with a bunch of free time made the history, jutsus, infrastructures and systems to this world. I could consider myself somewhat creative but, wow. Making a world that made spitting fire in the norm was kind of amazing, making individual characters with unique personalities and abilities and how they function was jaw dropping. The time and effort they put up with this is astounding, and here I am experiencing it. The novelty didn't wear off exactly, but the teacher did. His voice is NOT suited for teaching. It's like he wants us to sleep through his lessons so he could scold us. So I did what my former self would do in this situation, hum softly, daydream and or doodle. Today was daydream day.

Eight Triagrams: Sixty Four Palms!

"Hyūga-san!" An irritatingly loud voice pierced through my daydream of Neji majestically beating Naruto's ass.

"Yes, Sensei?" I shot up.

"If you could give us a moment to borrow your precious time, why don't you tell me what the Second Hokage accomplished?" He smiled condescendingly, while three distinct children snickered. I sighed deeply. You taught us this last Tuesday, old mutt.

"Tobirama Senju was a member of the renowned Senju clan, who, together with his elder brother and the Uchiha clan, founded the first shinobi village: Konohagakure. Throughout his lifetime, Tobirama would work tirelessly to achieve political stability and implement the institutions that made the village system work, thus ensuring Konoha's continuity and prosperity. After his brother's death, he would succeed the title of Second Hokage." The Troublesome Three instantly shut up and my classmates were snickering, except for that weird silver haired kid of course. Dang he was creepy. I faced my teacher who looked purple.

"Is there something wrong, sensei?"I asked, tilting my head slightly. Well that became a bad habit. I should try to break since the teacher looked at me even more livid.

"That was not even in your curriculum!" He screeched.

"You taught this last Tuesday, sensei. You even tested me (and only me) on the effects of the Wood-release after." I reminded him with a little snark.

Rin sighed exasperatedly, since she was such an angel while Obito snickered beside me as I waggled my eyebrows at them.

That's how most of my academy days worked out, drawing, showing teachers up and then drawing again. It's not my fault my mom crammed all this info before putting me here. It was a plain academy school day. Not a lot of stress, I even make that my personal cat-nap time. What was really stressful was the happenings inside of the Hyuga compound. I've been straining my whole body for intensive training. Jyuken for two hours, medical-ninjutsu/chakra control for three hours and practicing the academy 3 ninjutsu till I want to go to sleep. My parents usually gave Saturday for me, and I don't even use it for cat naps.

I used it to stalk Hiashi.

Because if I vowed anything to myself, it's that I want to live past thirty, and if I can't get ninjutsu (fucking chakra cancer and my inept ability to convert my chakra), then I refuse to suck balls in taijutsu, and not all fights are one-on-ones. I need an area-of-effect jutsu. And Eight Triagrams: Sixty four palms is just the kind of jutsu I want. I wrote notes where he couldn't see near his Byakugan and just adjust there, since I realized what Neji will a few years in the future. Only Head Houses can teach the dreaded Sixty Four and it was a jutsu that not even some Branchies knew about, only taught to to other Head House members since it is 'very dangerous'. Bitch please; it's called the Cage Bird Seal for a reason. The loophole Neji found out is that Branchies are not allowed to learn it from other Branchies but they didn't say anything about Branch Houses learning it from them indirectly, like say, stalking them and taking notes with Byakugan activated.

But if I really wanted Jyūken help, I should ask somebody for help. And I know just the person.

"What's this? Your handwriting is terrible; make sure your mom teaches you about calligraphy." Dad asked, eyeing my notebook filled with scrawls of notes about the tenketsu points, each one hit by the palms where in red while the ones that weren't were blue. So I was rushing to jot some stuff down, sue me.

"Eight Triagrams: Sixty-Four palms!" I said cheerily, proud of my own work. It only took like...a year and a half for me to know what exact Tenketsu points to strike, and in what order. It would have been easier if I had a video camera but Byakugan is a nice alternative.

"Who gave this to you?" He said, flipping through my notes. asd

"Nobody, I made it myself!" I puffed out my cheeks in annoyance. "You know, by stlakingHiashi-samaeverytimehetrainsImeannobiggieright?" I muttered under my breath.

"And you want my help to teach this to you?" He said looking at the diagram of the full tenketsu system hit by the sixty four palm.

"Please? I mean, we could learn it together or something..." I said nervously. If you don't want to then fine, I could ask mom. No need to be such a tease. It's not like I'm going to abuse it or anything. How can I anyway?My nervous thoughts stopped when his light lilac eyes glistened with mischievousness and a Cheshire grin that leaked malice formed on my dad's face.

"Let's start now then." He closed the notebook abruptly yet carried it like a newborn infant. He grabbed my hand like a child given a great toy for Christmas and body flickered away with me in tow

Wow, he seems more excited than I do.

I dreamed of Rabbits, or Hares, or Bunnies on the moon with me. I wasn't an expert in Zoology I sure as hell didn't know. One of them had this weird, glow in the dark, blue crescent moon on it's forehead and it was carrying this over sized scroll that looked too big for it to carry. It began faliling it around excitedly. I knew it was talking to me or something since it's wide mouth was moving animatedly but I couldn't hear it, which was understandable. Sound waves can't travel in the vast vacuum of space.

What weird dreams I have.

definitely weird dreams.

AN.

When I meant "I might post another chapter" I meant it like, subsequently. Thanks for the sudden reviews, favorites and follows! That made my morning, afternoon, night, day, week, month etc. Last chapter for this week, but I might continue editing Part I so I could just insta-post it on Friday and maybe Sunday. Have a great day/night wherever you come from. Please review and follow (and favorite if you're daring)