Okay this plot I will call, Forgotten.
I do not own Naruto. Simple as that, now on we go.
"You don't have to do it alone."
His baritone voice intoned, making her snort at the statement. The sound seems mocking to the white-haired boy.
"You know,"
She started with a light hollow chuckle, making the young boy tense.
"I've heard that one too many times now, brat. Over the years of war you get that a lot when you lose people. Friends telling you that you're not alone, then they go off fighting and not coming back at all. Their bodies burnt to ashes somewhere or buried sixty-four feet below if we had time to offer a burial at all. But those are rare times."
Her dead eyes staring at something ahead of the edges of the lake they were sitting at. The boy seemed to remember their age gap.
He seemed to remember that he was talking to an experienced shinobi who had suffered the loss of friends and family, meanwhile he, at most a thirteen year old, may be an heir to a powerful clan but he never experience those yet. He never experienced the loss of his brothers yet, he only experienced the loss of his mother but that ache was replaced when this woman came along in their protected home.
At first he was cautious with the woman who entered with such grace and nobility that even his father was looking a bit apprehensive. The woman proudly proclaimed to be useful in the war in front of his father and the council elders. He didn't know if the woman was joking or just plain crazy. The woman's attire did screamed shinobi because of the blood, weapons, and the ripped pieces of her clothing.
When she entered her clothing was composed of a sleeveless turtleneck with a built in mask that was pulled down and there was a couple of rips and slices on it, black female shinobi standard pants that was ripped at a few places, black shinobi boots although hers seems to have heels and looked wormed out, and she had a large black scroll with silver linings and details tied to the back of her waste that looked like it has survived since the first years of the world.
Her statement was unexpected and the other Senju family members that were there at that time down right laughed of course. Who would say such things to the Senju Clan Head? And being a woman... well, it made the situation more laughable.
He remembered that day. The day his father had respected another woman aside from his diseased mother.
"Are you playing with me, child?"
His father asked monotonously without humor, his face indifferent unlike his other cousins and uncles who's faces screamed laughter.
"Not at all, Senju-sama. I am merely stating a fact of my abilities."
The way the foreign woman had said my father's name was disrespectful. The white-haired boy can't believe the audacity of this woman. He knew the woman was going to suffer the consequences. Meanwhile my older brother, Hashirama, is worried for the poor yet foolish woman and thinks this situation is getting out of hand. And yes, it is getting out of hand. Hashirama thinks problems should not be solved first by violence which is unrealistic in the shinobi world.
Aside from Hashirama, Kawarama and Itama also seems worried and are frowning at the situation.
"You dare say our leader's name in such manner? Woman, you have no-"
"Silence."
My father halted the voice of the elder who had spoken. Butsuma Senju's eyes were cold as he scanned the woman in front of him.
Her cold Emerald eyes, narrowed with irritation yet danced with humor.
'This will not do.' The Senju head thought.
"If you dare speak with such level of confidence, child, then show your abilities. Battle with me." The clan head challenged with a cold calmness.
Silence. That was what father said and that was what everyone heard after his sentence. Everyone was now looking concerned for the brown-haired woman. But to everyone's surprise and pity, the woman smirked showing her right fang.
"Oh it looks like I'm fighting with one of the big boys, huh? What an honor this must be." She said with mocking and humor.
The fight was... short to the term, unbelievable.
In the beginning my father was furiously calm and holding back which angered the woman. In turn the woman took it up a notch with her perfect control of chakra which made her make chakra manifest into a physical being and also performed a jutsu that made her tap into my father's chakra.
It ended badly for the Senju head with burns, bruises, dislocated joints, aching muscles, chakra exhaustion, head aches and a bruised pride. Especially when the woman offered to heal him when she was being detained immediately after the match by Senju guards who were glaring daggers at her. At first the Senju medics did not allow her to do anything, saying that they can heal him on their own and asking what can she do? The woman replied that her chakra was laced with poison of all things and can that even be possible? But no doubt the medics were alarmed and hurriedly checked the Senju leader.
She was right. The poison made the Senju leader's chakra seep out of his own being and gets absorbed by the poison weilder because of their chakra connection. The medics surmised that if this continues the Senju head would die of chakra depletion. This got the woman all kinds of glares, death threats, and hits which she expertly dodged or block.
Even my brothers and I glared, excluding Hashirama who was cold when he looked at the woman who was staring directly at us with a smile and laughing eyes.
The situation ended with the woman healing the Senju head and after a discussion with the elders, the Head decided to accept the woman's offer of help and was assigned to a secured room which was always kept a close eye on by Senju guards.
Father asked for the woman to take off her disguised as a sign of trust and my brothers and I can't help but stare as the woman undid her jutsu. The brown color of her hair melting away, revealing the light pink shade it was hiding.
After a critical observation from her father and a seal contract, making sure she won't go back on her word and go on a Senju killing spree, the woman was deemed 'trust worthy' and was asked a name. To which she reply with a smile,
"My name is Sakura. Nice to meet you, Butsuma Senju."
'I wonder how is she... after all these years...'
The young white-haired man was so lost in his thoughts that he was tuned out of his surroundings, which were his two younger brother arguing about which is better kunai or shuriken or something but when his older brother entered the room with another visitor, everything became still in the Hokage's Office.
"Sakura-nee!" The two younger Senju brothers shouted when they saw the young woman walk side by side with their brother who was radiating with happiness and a hint of confusion.
The aformention woman noticed both of their shouts and looked at them, but her eyes, unlike before which held care and love, are filled with confusion. Her eyes look as if they're asking who were they.
"Now, Itama, Kawarama. There's... a little misunderstanding per say..."
"What kind of misunderstanding, Hashirama?" The albino man asked. He's curious as to where had she been after the truce between the four Uchiha brothers and four Senju brothers had finally come true with both of their fathers' consent and why would she leave when her dream of the war stopping with a truce of peace had finally came true. He also observed that the pink-haired woman in front of him is too young to be their "nee-san".
Right now Hashirama's thirty making him twenty-six. That makes Itama twenty-two and Kawarama twenty. The young woman in front of him should be at least thirty-five but she doesn't even look an age older than twenty. She hasn't change in the six years she'd been missing.
"Ah, I am sorry. But it seems you have mistaken me from someone else... I have never met you four before."
Her sentence had stopped the four brothers' discussion about the said woman who spoke herself. Hashirama frowns a little bit, sullen that their long gone big sister doesn't even remember them.
"I am sorry for the confusion miss. But can you go wait outside for a moment? My younger brother, Kawarama will join you in a moment and will escort you around the village to get familiar with your surroundings. The rest of us will join momentarily after we discuss something with my two other brothers."
The woman looks hesitant to leave Hashi-nii's side but agreed nonetheless.
"Whatever you say Hashirama." Her melodic voice announced.
After the door closed and a 'no sound' sealing tag was place quickly, Hashirama was bombarded with questions.
"Okay, okay! Look brothers, long story short... I... kinda stumbled upon her with Madara when we were coming back from the capital near a lake in the forest. But first," Hashirama paused to look at Kawarama.
"Kawarama be a good boy and tour our beloved sister around our new home."
"But we don't even know if she is our sister?!" Itama and Kawarama shouted.
"She is Sakura-nee." The three men turned their head to look at the white haired man.
"How can you say so, Tobirama?" Hashirama asked with a raised eyebrow, looking pointedly at his younger brother.
Tobirama smiled, which is a rare phenomenon, as if pleased that he knows something about their beloved sister the other three don't. Which made the aforementioned three irritated and a tad bit jealous.
"Her chakra although at first it feels different but if you observe and feel it closely, it's there. The seal we fused with her chakra network is still there."
The other three brothers eyes widened.
"So... That means..." Itama started unsurely.
"Nee-chan's home." Kawarama ended.
"What are the odds that her memories are... 'missing' and that her age... well, let's just say she isn't a legit 'nee-san' to the four of us anymore. She's a year younger than Kawarama."
"How do you know?" The other three asked.
Hashirama looked sheepish, scratching his the back of his head, grinning and all. Hashirama pointedly avoided his brothers' eyes and stared at the beautifully designed and painted wall of his office to his left.
"Well, yeah... Uh. Madara and I could've been early in arriving but..." He paused unsurely with an embarrassed blush across his tan cheeks.
"But?" His three brothers prompted.
"WekindatookourtimebecauseIkindawantedtospendsomealonetimewithherandMadarasortaintorregatedher." Hashirama quickly said in a blink of an eye. The three other brother's did blink but they understood and were agitated.
Tobirama, cold as ever, told Kawarama,
"Kawarama go and tour Sakura-nee around the village. Act as if she was a new friend. We'll keep interrogating Hashirama and Itama will fill you in later."
With a nod and 'Fine.' Kawarama went out the door and kissed Sakura, who was trying to snoop on their conversation, in the face. Just a brush of lips to lips, but it got all of us Senju brothers blushing. Even Sakura-nee was blushing cutely with wide surprised Emerald eyes looking at Kawarama. Who's lips is still pressed against hers with a blush on his face.
That lit up the bomb.
"KAWARAMA!"
Nothing really much happened on this one...
Rest assured, I will continue this plot.
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