Miko was annoyed.
So was Fuguku.
The clan elders had arranged a meeting to discuss whatever. She still didn't get a lot, not that she wasn't getting there though. Full on immersion and a growing baby brain did wonders.
However, these clan elders did not.
They were from a time when Konoha was divided and nationalism didn't unite firecountry, which had isolationist views as a whole. She heard 'Uchiha' and 'Konoha' apart to many times for comfort. She and Sasuke were currently curled in Mikoto's lap while Fuguku looked on and tried to speak. His frown lines at the corner of his mouth might as well have been canyons.
Internally she was pulling her hair. As soon as the attack happened she should have been flipping and listening in on the meetings, no matter if she could understand most of it. It still would have been important to clue in on the clan-village relationship.
Because it was important.
These meetings are where the coup was born.
Her dad had been resistant at first, but after years had caved. She couldn't let that happen.
Even now she could see them wearing down on him, even if it was just his patience.
Getting even more annoyed, she felt the call of nature and new it would be soon when they were both taken to be changed, not to return. She would miss her chance to do anything.
She sat up. No one except Sasuke and Mikoto payed attention.
She would have to change that.
Slowly, she started crawling (still new at this) across the mahogany table.
Her father was watching now.
She kept at it and now stopped before the gaping elders, and plopped down in the meanest, grouchist ones lap.
And let the call of nature be heard.
Well, not heard. The smell traveled across the room to all the occupants noses. The elders stiffened in shock and offense. The fan moved in succession, blowing around the air. She thought it was fitting, with all the bullshit coming out of their mouths. Silent but deadly she guessed.
"That's enough for one day. We can hold another meeting at another time."
Still to shocked to do anything but look offended and sputter, her father reached over and plucked her up, careful to direct her tush away from himself.
They stood up and left the room. The elders could help themselves out, apparently.
Eventually, the elders left. But not before her dad lifted her up to eye level, and did his best impression of a happy, warm, look.
...
The meetings started sooner than expected. But she was prepared. Every night for weeks on end, she had been prepping Sasuke. His first words, plural, were English. He could also form Syllables in this language and she had him string together enough to form his 'first word'. He had come pretty close though to forming others. The other day he kinda sorta said Itachi's name. Said boy of course, was practically jumping with joy. His eyes gleamed in the corners, and a warm tender smile found his lips. She was slightly jealous she didn't think of that before mentally slapping herself;she was happy for them.
She was being carried by Fugaku, who had taken a liking to her. She needed to watch that so her twin wouldn't feel overlooked. Sasuke was just to her left, being held similarly by Mikoto. Who was as beautiful as ever. To her immense surprise, they turned and were gently deposited into the nursery instead of attending the meeting with them.
Yeah no.
She scowled, and, sensing her bad mood, Sasuke joined in. She had no choice. She didn't like using her newfound ability, as it tired her out, and people might sense something wrong with her. Which there was.
Reaching out her senses to the new person, she tried to get a feel on his chakera-and immediately flinched in shock. It was stronger than anything she had ever felt before. Almost like a god. Whoever this was, he was incredibly important and powerful. She needed to cash in on this.
So wrapped up in her thoughts and blanket, plotting how to open the door in all, she didn't notice it until it was staring her in the face.
Sasuke leaned over her. From his position standing.
Ruffles of hair crossed his forehead and eyebrows as he leaned over her, supporting himself on the corner of the basket. Dark doe eyes looked down with concern.
Sasuke was a genius!
"Bah!" she shouted excitedly.
Thrashing to get the blankets off, Sasuke squawked in surprise and fell on top of her. Squealing she let out a strained giggle as he pushed himself up and tumbled out of the basket, her following closely behind.
Both of them laid stunned on their backsides, before bursting into giggles.
Still giggling, she rolled over onto her knees, put her arms in sit up position, and pushed up. And promptly over balanced and landed face first onto Sasuke's still shaking tummy. Fun times over. She got up again, face scrunched up in concentration, and collapsed halfway through.
Sasuke adopted the worried look, and with effort, stood up right in front of her grounded ass. Show off.
He frowned in concentration and stuck out his right hand, the other instinctively grabbing the wall for balance. Catching his drift, he crawled up to the wall and leaned on it. Using that and his hand for support she stood;
And took her first steps.
It was wobbly and the exact opposite of graceful. But her heart still swelled anyway, and the loudest laugh yet left her. Letting go of the wall, she stepped forward with Sasuke and her clinging to each other for support. She walked right up to the door, pushed it open(not locked) and into the hallway.
Better watch out, cause they were coming for you!