On the one hand, I had been discovered by a member of the military police/Uchiha clan doing some of the more... complicated moving meditations I was working on, and one where I was still needing to develop my situational awareness. You know, instead of carefully controlling six different chakra nature flows, each its own technique or construct at once. Splitting my focus that many times was hard, and I fully acknowledged that I likely burned any easy way of learning the shadow clone, or rather looking at the theory behind it. Mostly just some ideas and theories... and I never really got more than into the basics of how certain meditation techniques and mindscapes would actually work here.

Could one effectively create entirely mental shadow clones whose purpose was to manage aspects of chakra flows? To effectively turn ones mind into a multiple core computer able to process several dozen things at once? It was something to work towards, but given the dangers that chakra enhancement could pose, it was likely something that required a great deal more thought and a subtle touch. Though actually for now? Less pondering as the red eyed girl looks me over and licks her lips and more trying to get out of this mess.

"Genin Matto! You will cease active chakra use!" Now, she was not quite leering at me, but those red eyes were making sure to get a very good eyeful. "I just need to have a little chat with you, a nice little routine inspection since your living on your own." She takes out a clipboard, some papers already on it as she gives it a glance and raises an eyebrow. "Huh. You actually own the property?"

There was some grudging respect in her tone, as those eyes flicked back up... and she frowned. "And genin? Why haven't you dispelled the water technique yet?" She lifted an eyebrow, somehow appearing both very interested in my response and wondering what sort of bullshit I was going to try telling her. "It is exceptionally rude to have an active technique running while having a... friendly conversation with a superior officer." She smiled then, and while 'polite' and 'friendly'? It was also a vicious cat looking to play with its food. "And we would like to keep this conversation friendly, wouldn't we?"

On the one hand, yes. On the other hand? "Excuse me Uchiha-san, but I am not wearing anything under the technique. I own limited sets of clothing and did not want to have them be damaged by mistake while training."

Uchiha Sartara

Oh yeah, she was more than able to see THAT little tidbit, her eyes tracking and picking up all the juicy details. Sure, he just entered puberty and so had some growing to do, but he was already an interesting and yummy package. Still, her eyebrow removed raised. "And? We are ninja, a fear of nudity in this line of work is stupid. That, and I can hardly perform a strip search without stripping you."

Hah, the look on his face! And actually as she looked closely... his hair wasn't quite black, but a very, very dark red, almost like long dried blood, while his eyes seemed to be more of a sea jade green. Striking features atop the weathered bronzed skin and muscles as the water streamed away, even as he dropped out of sight briefly behind the tree, branches rustling as she moved forward... only to catch him putting a hidden pair of pants. There was an unimpressed look on his face as he pulled them up. "I keep a few spares around in case if training accidents." He paused. "Which require me to seek medical attention."

Which was fair, and at least he kept the muscles on his upper body on display. Upsides as she came closer. "So, before we properly begin, I have to ask if you wish to present the Uchiha clan a spontaneous gift of appreciation for services rendered and that we will continue to extend to those that show the proper appreciation?"

If anything, that cute unimpressed look just got even more unimpressed somehow. "Are you asking me to bribe the police?"

She waved a hand, dismissive and calm, as duh. "Now, now genin, bribes are illegal. Rather I am asked by if you have any tangible means of showing your appreciation? And as a reminder, a generous enough gift means that you value our friendship and what friend wouldn't overlook some small and largely harmless complaints!" She smiled widely, perhaps a little of her anticipation entering her eyes. "And other little things, like not beating your cute little ass too badly in our spar!"

Because she totally was going to fight that. "I did not agree to any kind of spar."

She wanted to just glomp him, he was such a serious little gloomy thing. "It's cute that you think you have a choice ~"

The cutie slumped. "I might have a few packages of what I put together for medical supplies. You know, for bruising, cuts, electrical burns, fire burns and pain killers. Nothing professional, but I also put all my money into the property, tools and supplies I could not make on my own. So, unless you like homemade cooking?" He raised an eyebrow as she pondered the merits of looting him. Wait, they were not allowed to loot fellow loyal ninja of the leaf anymore. "Both internal and external burns of both varieties."

Now that was interesting indeed. And she was going to make a note in his clan profile about the medical skills. Or at least after getting his mixtures tested. "And why did you develop medicines for internal burns?"

He simply shrugged. "I self train with fire and lightening nature transformation with both internal and external flows." And really, that did go a long way to explaining things. "So I learned to treat them before the inevitable training injuries and accidents."

She did not manage to resist parting him on the head, making him scowl. A valiant attempt for someone unfortunate enough not to be a Uchiha. "So, you show me the goods... and then we shall spar! I'll leave you enough burn cream to do this again next week ~"

Now, there was a perk to her step, as he narrowed his eyes. "I do not wish to have regular spars with an unknown member of the military police and will lodge a complaint."

She giggled, as she would let him know exactly why resistence was futile."Go right ahead, one of my cousins could use the laugh. If the aunties don't get a hold of it first."

Because really, the Uchiha are the police. Trying to lodge complaints on such a minor matter when he had no political weight other than some probable displeasure? She was going to enjoy learning all those yummy, yummy jutsu!

She did not stomp and limp back into the district with her victim trussed up in ninja wire. She most definitely did not throw him at Itchy while saying. "Itchy, I found you a training dobe! Don't worry, he totally agreed to be beaten up by two pretty clan girls!"

Some mumbling from the wiggling little maybe not so cutie. So she slapped his ass. Fair payback for the fact that her clothes got torn and charred. "Hush you. Do you have any idea how much some guys pay for hooker's in clan clothes to beat them up in the red light district? Be happy all you need to do is use your jutsu like a pinata!"

Really, boys could be do dense, even as Itchy just looks at her with those resigned eyes of hers (even if her cute little cousin dressed and acted like a boy herself). Still, Itachi spoke, tone neutral. "Sartara-san, I do not think he desires to be here. Additionally, this seems illegal."

She sighed and shook her head. "Ah, but he is not a Uchiha." And do if he chose to be here or not didn't really matter. "So. Want to beat the loot nin?"

Itachi seemed to consider this. And then? She squeed and hugged her little cousin as they nodded. "You know what. Fuck it. I just want to go back to meditating in peace. Brat Correcting Strings."

Uchiha Mikoto

Now, she had given her little Itachi some space, no need to have their mother hovering over them at all times, no matter that she had to correct a few issues her husband left to fester. Really, he was a good man and a passable father, but the resentment and frustration over their clan being sidelined has taken its toll on him. Something he inadvertently took out on his family. Nothing that required more than some occasional percussive maintenance thankfully. And that less than some gentle touches and soft words over dinner.

Which is when Sartara-chan brought a toy over, looking to share him. Something that brought a smirk on her face at the boisterous and forward young woman teasing and trying to get Itachi out of their shell. To relax and be human, to decompress a little.

And then said young man, bound and annoyed, brought memories of Kushina to the forefront of her mind. When, to be specific, she had been working on her adamantine sealing chains. It was, as the chakra strings manifested around the squealing girls, binding and starting to spank them? That she was very curious indeed as to the identity of this young man.

She also did not miss that when the strings stopped spanking Itachi she seemed to pout a little as they kept spanking Sartara. Lifting the cup of tea to her lips, this seemed interesting indeed.