Recovering wasn't really the issue right now—it's when I'd be able to get out and see Shisui. I still don't know what happened to him, or what will happen to him. I knew he was still conscious when the Shiro guy was talking about the reborn shit, which I'm still trying to figure out who on earth is behind the information, so he'll definitely be in danger holding that data—even if he waves it off as an absurd story.
Whatever would people think if they hear of my story coming from another world? People might think that I do not, will not ever belong in this world.
Oh, if I didn't have common sense in the back of my mind, and if he wasn't really Shisui, I don't mind him dying. But the thing is, he is. I'm not an idiot to let a very important person die just because of me. I sighed. I really hate hospitals. I'm confined in a small place and have no freedom until I get better. I want to see the damned crow right now.
It's been almost a week too.
The door opened as I leaned on the hard hospital pillow, taking my attention and my thoughts off of my head—for now. I was greeted by a worrisome gaze coming from a white-haired woman, kaa-san. She smiled warmly, bringing in a bouquet of flowers to the bedside table near the window. "From Ino." She simply stated, taking the seat next to the bed, I nodded.
She smiled, placing her hand over her lips, letting out a soft chuckle, "You're just like Kashi-kun, you know? He hates—no, despises hospitals." She seemed like she's recalling some worthwhile memories, smiling as she shares them to me. "He hates the medical smell… the way the staffs confines him in a room…" She trailed off, her brown, greyish stare falling onto mine. "You don't say a single word, but your eyes do tell me every single thing. You're my son, after all."
My eyes widened at her words, tears dwelling at the edge of my eyes. Right. I'm her son. I was born—no, reborn here for a reason. Maybe. My words remained unspoken, but my thanks reached her, seeing that she had placed her hand over mine.
"I know how badly you wanted to see Karasu, no, Shisui-kun…" I perked up at her words, blinking away the tears in my eyes. "I… He's… he's doing okay." She smiled, looking at the bouquet of flowers she had brought me, "The very first thing he wanted to know when he woke up was your condition… though his is rather worse than yours." She started arranging the flowers into a white vase, pouring water into it. "I'm proud at the both of you. He told me how you fought bravely—as reckless as his captain, your uncle." She chuckled, a sigh leaving her lips.
Kakashi? Oh, yeah… where is he? I've never seen him ever since I woke up. "Where is he? Uncle Kakashi, I mean…" I need to thank him.
"He's with Shisui-kun… that child needed a bit of scolding because of his recklessness. Of course, that goes for you as well." I swear I saw a smile on her face just now.
Kaa-san, what the heck?
I shivered, "R-Right…"
Kaa-san's scary all of a sudden. Is my family full of sadistic bunch or what? First was Kakashi, now my mother. The next thing I'll see is that my father's one of them too—and I don't want that as a reality. Fuck, my fam's a bunch of scary individuals, though their looks can really be deceiving. Soon, I won't realise that I've become one of them too.
Or is it just because she's a Hatake? I'm seeing a blurred pattern here.
"That can wait for now." Kaa-san smiled, standing and placing her hand on her bulging belly, "I know you're eager to see the hasty crow." She reached out her hand, "Let's go."
I'm more than happy to hear her say that—well, happier that I've dodged the bullet, aka kaa-san's scolding. I immediately stood up, ignoring my casted left arm before running next to her and taking her hand with my right one. She assisted me and led me to wherever the crow was.
Along the way, we were greeted by smiles and waves. It might've been just their way of respect (because Japanese people are the bestest), but their eyes were definitely looking up to kaa-san. I snagged a glance at her as she smiled back to the people.
'Just who on earth is kaa-san?' I thought. Her smile sure is scarier than Unohana's from Bleach when you get to her bad side—which I'm hanging over by a thin thread right now. I don't want that thread to break… I need to be careful from now on if I don't want that to happen.
"Here we are." Kaa-san's voice made me look up to her, realising that we've already reached the room the crow's resting in. "Though, I have to leave for a moment, okay? Your tou-san's gonna pick you up here later on." She smiled, patting my head before knocking. "'Kashi-kun, Ori-kun's here. I'm leaving him to you." She smiled before turning away and leaving me in the hall, letting her unspoken words of, "Don't ever let that happen again," flow in her tone.
"Kami… neesan's scary…" Kakashi opened the door, letting out a breath that he seemed to have been holding. "Then," He sighed, calling me in with his eye smile, "come in."
I was greeted with a wave from a young man lying on a hospital bed. The light behind him shone upon him, inviting me to approach him and dive in with a hug. I'm too relieved that he's safe that I moved without thinking, now hugging him with my one working arm. Tears erupted from my eyes, but I kept my face burrowed into his chest.
Ah~… pathetic me. Can you believe that? A, what, now mentally 32-year old crying over someone? Well, I'm in a four year old's body after all… maybe it's also affecting my mind.
"Now I'm jealous." I heard the scarecrow mutter under his breath, crossing his arms. "My own nephew doesn't hug me like that, and he loves someone more over me?" Oh, drama queen.
I sniffed and pulled myself up, meeting the warm gaze coming from Shisui. I then glared at my dramatic uncle, "Shut up…" I pouted (pouted? Seriously? I'm disgusted—), sluggishly wiping the tears from my reddened cheeks.
"Uwa—I didn't actually think you'll cry…!" Kakashi approached the both of us, taking a handkerchief from his pockets and using it to wipe my tears away. He then smiled, "I know you're just worried but," he lightly punched Shisui on his shoulder, "this young man right here is tougher than you think, am I right, Shisui-kun?"
"Itte—" The young man swatted away the scarecrow's hand, "That hurt 'ya know, captain…" He then sighed, ruffling my silver hair, "That's right. I wasn't called Shunshin no Shisui for nothing, little Ori."
I looked down as my small body sat on his lap, still feeling a bit guilty because he got hurt because of me. His finger brushed on my chin, making me look up. He then flicked my forehead with his fingers, which only hurt. "Ow—" I covered my forehead with my uninjured hand.
"Come on now," He smiled, closing his eyes and tilting his head to the side, "that won't happen next time, okay? I promise that." He then chuckled, placing his hand onto my right shoulder, "Honestly, you're just like my little brother back at home." He opened his eyes, his pupils glistening in amusement, "You both are tiny, but both have the guts to fight."
Little brother? I wouldn't call Itachi tiny though…
"You basically remind me of him." He ended, ruffling my hair again, now into a complete mess. "You wouldn't mind if I call you my little bro, right?"
Oh please—"No! Not at all." I forced a smile on my shaking lips, "Shisui-niisan!"
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He doesn't know why, but it was rather uplifting to know that the little silver-haired toddler was alright. Shisui was—still is, very fond of Orion probably because of the fact that the young lad reminds him of someone, and something very important: Itachi, and that there's no problem that couldn't be solved by perseverance.
Hell, Orion actually finally finished the jutsu he's been working on then and there. He remember how the young child would constantly fall from the heavens (literally) just because he kept going on about this "shadow step" thing he's trying to perfect from the last few months ever since he's been with him.
The lad's been asking tips on him, and Shisui's really glad he had helped. The child might've actually taken a bit of idea from the after-images he saw from the fight—he became so fast that even the Shunshin master didn't even see him. Orion literally combined Shunshin and his very own "Shadow Step" in one move. How? Shisui doesn't know, but he knows that Orion is a very fast learner.
If that won't amaze anyone, Shisui's gonna punch himself on the face. Like, seriously? A four year old squirt has already created an effective jutsu on his own? That's more than impressive than four year old Shisui back in his day. If he wasn't confined in a hospital room right now, he'll carry the child on top of the Hokage Mountain and present him to everyone and declare him as the real genius in his generation.
Definitely not referencing onto something.
Definitely.
But, thinking back to the white masked man that had attacked them—his words… are they true? Orion coming from another world through the process of being reborn? Sure, at first, it was rather hard to believe, but considering how the child could understand everything very quickly—and sometimes, it's as though he's expecting them, it's very possible.
Of course, Orion's Nara and Hatake blood, the blood of geniuses, might be the reason for this, but those shits may very well add up if Orion had come from another world knowing this world's future—if that's what the man had meant with his words to the child.
["A body of a child yet a mind of an adult…" The masked man pointed out. Orion didn't react and raised his kunai instead. "Of course no one would suspect that… you were born—no." He paused, looking at the lad with an excited stare through his white mask.
Shisui narrowed his eyes, activating his Sharingan.
"You were reborn as a Nara, after all."
Shisui quickly gazed back at the child, staring frozen as his red eyes locked onto Orion's golden left eye. It was like the child had been caught—a deer caught in headlights in a highway, as still as Shisui as well. His awakened Sharingan had no match for the chilling gaze of the child's golden eye.
'What the—'
"Ah, I wonder what it's like to know what had happened in the past of your world… and to know what will happen in the future of this world…" The masked man smiled at Orion as Shisui tried to lift himself up. "Well, as crazy as I might sound," the man started waving his hands, as if telling a tale to a kid, "I might actually believe him that… both of you came from another world." He snickered, shaking his head.
Shisui narrowed his eyes, fighting off his slipping consciousness.]
Oh, yeah. There's that golden eye as well. Kakashi had discussed it with Shisui, but there are definitely no known records of its existence in the shinobi world. Geez. The kid's full of surprises. It's common sense that they need to keep that eye a secret for now. Even the owner of the eye looks like he doesn't know a thing about it nor had he spoken a word about it.
For now, they chose to not bother Orion about it since both Shisui and the said child needs to recover first. Well, Kakashi took the task to drill questions to his nephew once they get out of the barren hospital.
Ugh. The strong clinical smell plus Kakashi's strong sense of smell is not mixing well. "I'm going out for a moment, Shisui-kun." He waved, the young man nodded.
A knock then made both of them look at the door, eyeing it curiously before gulping as a familiar tone silently threatened them through the door, "'Kashi-kun, Ori-kun's here. I'm leaving him to you."
The two men in the room looked at each other, sweat trickling down their foreheads. "Kami… neesan's scary…" Kakashi opened the door, letting out a breath that he seemed to have been holding. "Then," He sighed, inviting Orion in with his eye smile, "come in."
They expected a silent treatment coming from the little boy, but when Orion ran past Kakashi and jumped onto Shisui, that one really took off their guard. They didn't expect to see him cry. Seriously. Orion was crying—never in their life had they thought they'd see that. Sure, Kakashi had seen his nephew cry once, but that was when Orion was born, and that doesn't count!
Well, he is still a kid, isn't he? Shisui smiled at that, rubbing the boy's back with his hand. It's funny that no matter how such a strong and brave face you put upon yourself, you're still a human that have the rights to cry; to show and convey your emotions to others.
For a split second, he narrowed his eyes, remembering how Itachi had placed such a brave face yet he can't bear to show his emotions. Looking down at Orion, he hopes that someday, somehow, the child will have the power to change Itachi's mind.
Both Orion and Itachi had become precious to him overtime, even though he had just revealed who he is to the young Hatake-Nara a week ago. Since he had such heightened senses, he had picked up that the young boy might've already known who's behind the crow mask after a few days being with him, so it's not really a big deal. Well, if it weren't for his captain ordering him to keep his mask on at all times for a specific training sooner or later, he might've just removed his crow mask for good.
Seeing that Orion had already seen who he is, the mask may be a bit useless around him. Of course, he could use his Mangekyō Sharingan to command him to forget him, but he wouldn't dare do that to young Orion.
"I know you're just worried but," Kakashi lightly punched Shisui on his shoulder, snapping him out of his thoughts, "this young man right here is tougher than you think, am I right, Shisui-kun?"
"Itte—" The young man swatted away the scarecrow's hand, "That hurt 'ya know, captain…" He then sighed, ruffling Orion's silver hair, "That's right. I wasn't called Shunshin no Shisui for nothing, little Ori."
Raising his hand, Shisui flicked his finger onto the boy's forehead, smiling at him. Sure, he had this thing for children (in a good way, of course), but Orion is an exception. There's something cold yet warm that makes one wanna be near the child.
No, it's not that sunny, energizing thing surrounding a child—Orion never had that.
No, it's not too overwhelming like what other children have, thus draining one's energy too—Orion never had that.
Whatever Orion has, it's perfect—it's what creates who he is. It's no matter if what the masked man had said is true, that Orion came from another world, but Shisui is very sure that his fondness over the child will not falter. He could feel something very similar in the child, and that is what makes him adore him.
Shisui was just as ecstatic when the child accepted him as a big brother. He can't wait to show him off to little Itachi and 'Suke-kun. Hah, he just remembered a way to tease Orion using Itachi's little brother.
He chuckled mischievously, placing a finger onto his lips. Orion looked subsequently pale, knowing that the crow had something bad in mind. Shisui's eyes then caught something through the windows, making him only move his eyes to see whatever that was. But he was a second too late, and he was sure someone was on top of the trees across the park that is right next to the hospital.
It was strange, but he could clearly remember the person on that tree—a child. A dark, haired child, staring intently at their general direction, more so on Orion, with his golden eye seeping through his said, thick hair.
'What the—'
Speaking of Orion, Shisui is very sure that the child doesn't have any siblings yet. But why on earth did that child just gave a way the same vibe of the Hatake-Nara?
Creepy.
Welp. He just woke up from an almost week-long sleep, so he's sure his mind is still all over the place.
New cover, I see...
Do you like it? I made it myself uwu the drawing too...
Here's the link to the speedpaint, if you're interested : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6twqzkDxYeE
Anyways... a sort of a filler chapter because I made a new cover--which is much better than the last, in my opinion.
Isn't Shisui a sweet brother to Orion? Naw <3
Thank you for reading~
He stood atop a branch, staring intently at the white-haired child using the prowess of his golden eye. He subsequently vanished after meeting the eyes of an Uchiha, gritting his teeth for he can no longer observe and play if his identity would be revealed in an inconvenient time.
Appearing in a black void of mass space, he was greeted with an annoying tone, "Gee-sama~ you're back! I was getting bored waiting for you." He only nodded at the man behind the white mask that is resting on a bed. Xavier was his name, if he remembered it correctly. "Were you snooping around Konoha again? You're the one who said it was risky." The masked man told him, as if scolding a child.
Well, he is in his child body.
"Of course it'd be risky if it was an idiot… just like you." He spoke with nobility, glancing around the dark void, assessing something. "I never made such a scene when I was out there, unlike you who actually almost got yourself killed by two children."
"Ah—you know where to put salt on one's mood, eh?" Xavier shook his head, tone rapidly becoming serious as he spoke of his next words, "But that child… you sure do know lots about him, and both of you share..." he trailed off.
The child paused, knowing what Xavier had meant, before continuing creating a screen in front of the two of them, which showed several perspectives of several people making contact with the white-haired child. Some are blurry, some are clear as a glass. "Why wouldn't we?" He smiled as he stared at the view, leaving unspoken words for the masked man to wonder.
He pulled up his black mask, hiding his features. "In two months' time, we will take him back…" He trailed for dramatic effects, continuing with such poison in his tone, "… dead or alive."
Xavier narrowed his eyes.
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I shivered for a moment, making me hug myself in discomfort. Whoever's talking ill about me right now should quit their bullshit—it's very improper. With that, the people inside my hospital room, which had been turned into a meeting room with them (Shikaku-sama, the scarecrow, the crow, tou-san, and a few people from Cipher Unit), abruptly looked at me with their brows raised.
"What's wrong, Ori-kun? Is something the matter?" Kakashi asked, taking his eyes off of the piece of paper he had brought to me for a quick moment. I shook my head, casually taking the paper in his hands. "You see," I started, tucking the stray lock of hair that fell between my eyes behind my ears, "I've heard this before."
Kakashi blinked, "Huh?"
I turned to Shisui-niisan, "We both heard this before, Niisan, before we got attacked by that masked man, which is probably the Xavier uncle and Shikaku-sama is talking about."
"Ah, that?" He asked, I nodded. "So that's how it's written in notes?" He asked, peaking at the paper.
"Mhm." I said, and started humming the notes written on the paper.
"Yes! That's what played before Xavier, dubbed Shiro, attacked." Shisui confirmed.
Shikaku-sama coughed, "So? Does it contain a code or something?" He asked.
"Sure?" I shrugged, and the people in the room looked rather disappointed. Sighing, I placed the paper on my lap and smiled at them, "Get me a piano or something—I'll translate it for you."
Well, with that, they became somewhat eager and hurriedly sent someone to get me a piano.
"Oh?" Tou-san mused, sitting on the end of my bed, "Since when did little Orion learn to play an instrument?" I shrugged at his question.
Shisui narrowed his eyes at the corner my eyes, making me forcibly create an answer, "Well, I've been reading books… and self-studying using paper-drawn piano…" Actually, that wasn't really a lie. I was a natural since my last life and only polished my skills even further when my mother had seen me practicing on a drawn-piano in an illustration board.
A smile flashed onto my face… then a loud crash consequently wiped it away.
"Do you all honestly need to use the window as a door?" I muttered as they placed the piano on the bed. I sighed, prepping the piano as I eyed them, "Well, first, and explanation is needed on how I could read the code…" and it's rather creepy (left that unspoken for now), "Solfa Cipher; Solfa Code, whatever you call it, the letters D, R, M, F, S, L, and T refer to the seven diatonic scale degrees , Do, Re, Mi, etc.. The numbers refer to one of four possible count placements based on a unit duration, like an 8th note…" I stopped as I realised that some of them weren't following.
Flipping the paper to have a blank space, I drew the diatonic scale, naming them orderly and giving them placements.
"For example, Mi2, that one will definitely be translated to A—if we disregard any decoy keys. The position of the notes on the staff will be the same with the decoy, but by selecting a different clef and key signature they will be interpreted as the wrong scale degrees. Selecting a decoy time signature can also help hide the basic rhythmic unit.
The Solfa Key displays bar lines to indicate when the first note of the tune does not start on a downbeat, like, if it's not 1. Thus, changing the placement of the first bar line in the decoy would also confound decryption. The original Solfa Key will be needed to decipher the melodic message and should be passed on separately from the encrypted melody.
If your recipient has a good ear, you could play the melody to pass on the message, which I'll be demonstrating using the piano."
Well, seeing that only a few followed, I'll be definitely lost in explaining this. They'll just have to bear with me until I show them the code.
"To extract the solfa cipher from an encrypted melody, you must determine the scale degrees and unit placement for each note based on the original Key." I then drew the cipher grid beneath the diatonic scale.
Under the Do's from one to four are the letters T, K, R, F; under Re and Ra are I, Z, C, Y; under Mi and Me are A, X, H, G; under Fa and Fi are S, QØ, M, P; under So's are E, J, D, W; under La and Le are N, Å, L, B; and lastly, under Ti and Te are O, Æ, U, V.
I then stopped, realising my mistake as soon as I felt people looking curiously at me. I unintentionally wrote everything in the English Alphabet. In. Freaking. English. Well, no matter. No one's questioning it so I will continue. Turning on the piano, I turned the paper over and started following the notes as I play, adding a beat to it as it was dull the first time.
"Ah—" Shisui rose from his seat, pointing accusingly at the piano, "that's…! That's exactly what we've…!"
"Mhm." I knew it.
""A, E—no, L, L…"" I started mumbling, stopping as I wrote scribbles onto the space left on the paper. The contents confused the others, but I continued writing anyways. I've tried my best sharing them what I know, but I lack the actual composure to teach them.
I'm no teacher after all.
Mi2 La4 La4 Mi2 Ti3 Fa1 So4 Re4 Fa2 La2 Ti4 Fa4 | Do2 Mi2 So3 Fa3 Ti1 Fa4 Fa1 So4 Do4 So4 So2 Do4 Mi2 Mi2 So1 So1 Ti4 Do2 Mi2 So3 So3 Mi2 Re4 Do4 So1 Do3 So3 Re3 Mi2 Mi4 Fa3 Do1 Mi2 La4 La2 So4 | Do2 Mi2 So3 La3 La2 Mi2 Re3 Do4 Do3 So3 Re3 Mi2 Mi4 Fa3 La1 So4 So4 La3 Do1 Ti2 Do1 Mi1 Ti4 Do4 Do4 So4…
Those are what I've written on the paper.
"You actually doing it makes great sense now. Your… big words couldn't… I couldn't catch up with them." Tou-san chuckled, ruffling my hair as he eyed what I've written.
'Lies.' I rolled my eyes as I started reading the actual code, ignoring a few decoys I purposely left out from writing, ""All hope is lost; the puppeteer had won. The white key has fallen; the black key has been forgotten.""
Silence rang inside the room. No one dared to let out a single noise as they froze over after hearing the contents of the code—well, until I broke the silence. I'm someone's bastard nephew, after all. "Well, 'All hope is lost; the puppeteer had won. The white key has fallen; the black key has been forgotten,' is what's written on there," I repeated in Japanese, eyeing the others, "but I'm sure y'all know that already."
"Analysing that now, is Xavier talking about the man behind this brewing mess? The puppeteer, I mean." Kakashi spoke up, looking at Shikaku-sama who's writing down everything he had heard.
"Probably." Shisui nodded, "He kept referring to someone as 'Gee-sama' or something when he fought with the both of us, well, Orion, mainly." He eyed me after feeling my worry, reassuring me that he won't say a single word about what he had learned… yet. It's not like I don't trust him… but I trust him on this that he'll keep it between the two of us.
"I thought things would stop when Xavier had killed his own father but it seems like…" Shikaku-sama brought down his clipboard, eyes narrowing, "that was just the beginning."
"I agree in that case so," tou-san stood up from his seat, walking over towards the window, "it's possible that they have a specific target and are just distracting the police with other issues, and of course, you, people with high positions," he emphasised his words as he eyes Shikaku-sama, "to get to their goal."
Shisui immediately looked at me, and I looked back with the look asking him, 'I'm the target, aren't I?'
He subtly looked away, his looks telling me he's blaming himself for not realising sooner.
"That does make perfect sense," the Nara head nodded, walking over to tou-san, "but who is that target you're speaking of?"
"Hah." Tou-san laughed, eyeing me and Shisui-miisan with amusement. Don't get me wrong, but this father of mine is as sharp as he could be, "Seeing my son's reaction just now, I definitely know who it is."
"And that is?" The scarecrow asked the black deer, looking at him with curiosity, "You don't say it's—"
"It's Shisui." Okay, I take back what I've said. Tou-san isn't that sharp. After a sigh tou-san chuckled, "I'm messing with you, okay? It's obvious by now that their target is my son. Reason? I don't know."
The Nara head pinched the bridge of his nose, swatting tou-san's head. "Kuro." His tone was full of warnings, "Be serious on this case, dammit."
"Ow—" Tou-san shielded his head, before his face turned very, very serious. "Why it's you, Orion?" He eyed me sternly, "Well, why on earth would the one who started everything specifically direct an attack on you? Why would he sought you out, of all people?"
The room fell in silence.
I looked down on the piano, distracting myself from them. It's true. I'm their target, whoever Xavier is with.
In different perspective though, such as mine, it seems like he's trying to warn me… help me figure out things that people here couldn't. Sure, he's crazy, but I felt sympathy in that man—sadness, even. The pity look in his eyes when he realised that I could've called someone to help us sooner but didn't sure etched in the back of my head.
He's the good guy here. He's trying to help me, help Konoha. He didn't just kill Klavier just because he could. He did it to sneak out his message from his mask… to relay it to me. I may be thinking out of the box but… it makes sense in my head.
Just what on earth happened to my once peaceful life here in Konoha?
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Shikakuro let out a sigh, looking out the window in the Hokage's Office, thinking about the recent events. He never really knew why people would target out his son, his one and only son, of all people. Sure, he knew Orion is very gifted, special in fact—learning and picking up on things quicker than any kid, suddenly speaking fluent ninja language in front of people, and a bunch of other things—but none of that would draw out an enemy.
From the sound of it, the 'Gee-sama' guy doesn't have anything to do with recent enemies—Orochimaru and the like. It could very well be a new person, someone they've never heard or seen of. Maybe one of his enemies? It could be since in the battlefields years ago, he had accumulated many enemies, though he doesn't quite remember some well. He is Konoha's—
"Why would someone target your son, Kuro-kun?" The Third asked him. He shrugged, "That's what I would like to know too—why people would dare to target my son."
Kakashi shared a look at Shisui, who's behind his crow mask at the moment before he hand signalled the Hokage to activate the seals he kept inside and outside to prevent information leak. The Hokage did it with no hesitation, going to the lengths of letting his person ANBU's to go out for a moment.
"You both seem to know something." The Hokage inclined, propping his elbows on his desk before placing his chin on the back of his hands, "Care to enlighten us?"
Kakashi hesitated for a moment, but since he had started it, there's really no going back. "Is there… any records for… a golden-eye dōjutsu?"
"Pardon?" The Hokage pulled his head back, tilting his head while Shikakuro remained silent.
"A dōjutsu that is golden in colour and… it gives off a chilling yet warm aura…" Shisui remembered back when Orion stared at him, his Sharingan wavering.
Kuro narrowed his eyes, "You're not implying that my child possess whatever the both of you are talking about?"
"Exactly that." Kakashi folded his arms, "Hatake's and Nara's do not have any dōjutsu, as far as I know."
Shikakuro nodded, stepping away near the window and next to the Hokage, "So, I'm assuming that the both of you have seen it?"
"You don't know about it, Kuro-kun?" The Hokage looked at him with his brows raised. The said man shook his head, "Uh, no… not until today."
"To answer your question, Kuro-niisan," Kakashi spoke up, "yes, we have."
"I'm sure it's as mysterious as it can be, Hokage-sama, Kuro-sama." The crow told them, "Even my Sharingan faltered upon seeing his golden eye."
The Hokage seemed to be curious, "Really, now? A dōjutsu that is potentially more dangerous than your clan's Sharingan?"
"You said eye, right?" Shikakuro pointed out.
Shisui blinked, "Uh, yes, Kuro-sama."
The Nara sighed, placing his hand on the Hokage's desk, "I don't know how they knew about Orion's eye, but when Kakashi told me how Xavier had reacted when he saw 'something', before you revealed the eye Orion possesses, made it clear to me." He paused, gritting his teeth. "Now we know why they're after my son."
Another chapter @_@ I'm feeling generous today so yep.
https://youtu.be/EgI4SeDviSQ <- here's the link if you want to hear what the tune Orion and Shisui had encountered. I made it myself uwu
Anyways... Y'all better watch that...
Well, I might comeback and release the next chapter on February... oh, there's Valentines too, come to think of it *insert lenny face*
That's all.
Thank you for reading~<3
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