< A slice of life and a moment of peace for whats about to come>
<word count-1052>
Amaterasu
My sole power in this world is something that makes me different from the other citizens of the ninja world.
Recently, I started testing it out in the mountains near the hokage faces.
The reason why?
Because it's quite a solitary place, not many people come here, and in case they do, my byakugan helps me detect any ninja, be it from the anbu or the root.
And to be honest, it's the view from the top of the mountain every morning, the sunrise, and the ethereal yellow glow that spreads everywhere. It happens quite quickly, and seeing the start-to-finish contrast of the village at night and day is something that only a select few can enjoy.
The occasional rustle of the leaves, the soft winds flowing across my face, the grunts of the animals, or the chirping of the birds—except for these, this place has quite literally taken a special place in my heart.
'fire style-fire ball jutsu' the hand selas blur through his hands as he effortlessly casts the fire jutsu that the Uchiha clan is known to be famous for.
I still remember how I got this jutsu by defeating Itachi in a D-rank mission by collecting the weeds faster. A chuckle runs across the training ground as I remember how dejected Itachi looked at having to lose to me.
"Hehe, perks of having the byakugan."
'The only perk perhaps'I ponder with tears in my eyes.
Of course, he had to give me the jutsu afterwards.
'the fifth mission we had after having to find Madam Shimji's cat'
My thoughts get interrupted as the fireball that had just escaped my mouth burns the tree right in front of me.
' water style-water turret'
another C-rank jutsu of the water style. My chakra flows in the right direction, slowly forming a ball of water in my mouth. I release the jutsu while coating a layer of chakra over the inside.
A thin, pressurized steam of water escapes my mouth and hits the burning tree, reducing the tree to a black charcoal state, clearly dead.
"It took me around 40 percent chakra this time," the byakugan opened in all its glory, estimating the amount of chakra it contained and how fast it was to fire a jutsu of C rank caliber.
' 6 seconds for 12 seals in water style and 3 seconds for the six seals in fire style'
"Its still too slow, dammit," frustation etched on my face. I had been trying to master these jutsus for the last 10 days, yet my results came nowhere close to what I had been expecting.
'Is it a lack of talent?".
Being able to fire two C-rank jutsu's in under 6 seconds without having to consume could be called a prodigious talent anywhere in the ninja world and would have made anyone happy, yet Kuroko couldn't be satisfied with such a result.
' Future Itachi could do these jutsu's in under a second; how in the world did he accomplish such a thing? '
I felt perplexed as to the amount of genius Itachi had; no wonder Kishomoto called him the genius of the geniiuses.
' But at this rate, how will I even help the fourth hokage?',, the only thing that I can do now is use the power of amaterasu.'
The cold, chilly winter was slowly creeping its way up to Konoha. October was here, with today commencing its first day.
'Time to carry forward my plan'
The young hyuga moved towards the tree he charred, using his bare strength to break it open.
"One thing no one can be better than me in the future is my stamina," determined eyes stared towards the hokage tower.
The time had come.
to change it all.
....
The Uchiha household
The family of three had taken their places at the dining table, and the most conspicuous thing was the huge belly of Mikoto Uchiha, the wife of the Fugaku. Itachi had been expecting a little brother, evident from the majority of the yang chakra to the yin.
The table was filled with a multitude of dishes, each ranging from rice to shushi, with every one of them being Mikoto's favorite.
"Husband, let's start, shall we?" The black onyx eyes of the pregnant ninja looked lovingly towards her husband, already signaling for Itachi to start digging in. Her little Itachi is a ninja now, and her doting nature couldn't let him be hungry any longer.
Fugaku nods towards her, and Itachi tells them to start their dinner. The dinner continues in silence, the only noise being the chewing sound that came from Mikoto's direction, a little smile on Fugaku's face seeing his wife so jolly while eating. She looked so carefree that he forgot for a second that this same woman is a jonin of the Uchiha clan, and quite a dangerous one at that.
"Itachi, eat some more." Mikoto picks another dish and places it on Itachi's plate. "My boy is a ninja now, so you gotta eat like one."
"Yes, mother."
"Itachi," fugaku's stern eyes turn to his son. It was the most precious to him, yet he never let it show on his face. "Keep doing your mission and get stronger; the Uchiha expects great things from you."
"Yes, father." He places his chopsticks beside the plate and answers,I will make the Uchiha proud."
' You were right, Kuroko. I understand what is special to me and what I am putting effort into—peace—for Konoha and my family. Thank you, Kuroko, for showing me the right way, so I will make you both proud, father and Kuroko. Just you guys, wait'
Fugaku nods with a neutral look on his face.
' My son, you are more precious to me than any fame of the clan; you have no idea how proud you make me; thus, as your father, it's only right that I do my utmost in taking care of you.'
Both the father and son show nothing of their thoughts outside, yet the air around them seems to be dancing with joy, and of course Mikoto was still too busy with her food to notice anything.
The Uchiha household was enjoying its peace.
However, would it last for long?
......
<Thanks for reading the chapter>
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<Ch-16 is here, the first volume is now close to ending >
<word count -1092>
"Neji"
The small boy could crawl now, and crawl he did towards his elder brother. two small chubby hands and another two chubby feet, with a scrunched-up expression on his face, trying his very best to crawl towards his elder brother, Kuroko Hyuga.
"Aww, my cute little brother, let's hug." Kuroko couldn't take the wait anymore and rushed forward and hugged Neji, lifting the boy up in the sky and rolling all around the house. Neji's soft giggles escaped his mouth and filled the house with a warm, peaceful atmosphere.
Hizashi Hyugi looked at such a scene with contentment. ' How long has it been since I felt this happy, this free, my two little sons? Thank you'. Life has so much more to it than the Hyuga cursed seal; if even a person like him who is trapped in a cage could be happy, then that is all he wanted.
' If only such a seal never befall Kuroko, I don't know how he is taking it so well; perhaps a child cannot understand the implications of what the seal does to you' Hizashi's kind eyes fixed towards the bright green symbol of Kuroko's forehead.
' But Kuroko is no child; his thoughts are far more mature than any person of 6 years of age should have, let alone someone who has not seen war,' he pondered.
' So this is what they call a prodigy',
"Father, come on, why are you just standing there? Let's play with Neji."
Kuroko, making funny faces at Neji, asked his father to join them.
"coming son"
Soon, both the trio of the Hyuga household were up with joy, enjoying life at the village of the leaf.
........
"Danzo," a slithery voice lingered around the air, the darkness of the room palpable to the night of the eclipse, where only the two Shinobi situated could see each other.
"Orochimaru," the man with Kagami's sharingan, spoke, "I need the hashimara cells, so make sure it happens early."
Orochimaru's face betrayed no emotion. He shamelessly asked for more children. "You know yourself, Danzo, that the adults can't adapt to the intentisity and vitality of the Hashirama cells; I need children."
With a pause, he continued," Preferably those who have just awakened their chakra."
Silence lingered in the room; minutes passed without anyone speaking a single word.
"Give me time; it shall be done."
..........
A young boy of the age of six was walking across the Hokage mountain, his lustrous black hair shining as if blessed by obsisdian, his white kimono belnding with his milky white skin, and his white pupilless eyes stared at the thing in his hand.
a mask made of wood; it had carvings around the cheekbones and space for eyes; it wasn't anything special, at least not to anyone who didn't know how it was going to be utilized.
The boy muttered a word.
amaterasu
and black flames of hell covered his body, evoking all signs of his own chakra. His hand itched towards the mask, slowly putting it across his face. The flames adjusted to his, flowing around it without damaging it, resulting in
a demon made of flames with black wisps escaping his eyes, its body's height increased to around 183 cm; no organs or limbs could be made out, just the demonic black eyes damning you to eternal suffering in hell.
Another sentence left his incroporeal mouth: "3 minutes, time to make them count." It seemed perhaps three minutes was all the boy could handle in such an incorporeal state.
Slowly, the black demon flew away from its place.
to where?
The office of the fourth hokage, the yellow flash of the leaf.
..........
Minato had been stressed with all the paperwork that came with such an important seat of power.
His office was barely decorated; there were few picture frames of Kushina and him.
'Ah, that reminds me of Kushina. It's been 2 days since I met her properly.' The yellow flash, of course, could teleport to the kunai he had stationed at his own house, especially when his own wife was in labor, yet due to the increasing paperwork, he could barely make time for her.
He had decided he would change it pretty soon, either delegating responsibility like the third had done with him when he was younger or perhaps making his Anbu share some of his load.
The war had just recently ended, and thus the increasing missions, the new chunin exam location, the promotions of the ninjas, the advancements decided to make to the leaf, and finally politics.
That was a topic he dreaded; no sane man could ever like politics. He had been pretty naive before the hokage cap was granted to him. Now that he could see the real state of the clans of the leaf and the power they held, did he understand the implications of it all?
The Ina shika cho had monopoly over food, garments, ninja pills, and so much more; the Uchiha had the police force; the Inuzuka took care of the pet business; the Aburame had all the bug business in Konoha; and lastly, Hyuga made ninja tools for the leaf. They used to be made by the Sarutobi clan earlier, but the quality of Hyuga's tools had an imprenentable grasp on the economy.
His power as Hokage only resided in the hearts of Shinobi; any decision he made had to be taken with the acceptance of the majority of the clans.
"And here I thought war would be difficult," he turned to look towards Konoha, his beloved village, saying, No matter what, I will do my utter best as your hostage'.
thunk
Minato's head turned towards the sound; it seemed his secretary had just loaded another batch of paperwork on him.
The pile now looked taller than Minato, if that was a measure of anything.
"If only there was some action," his blue eyes downed in despair. He never thought of all the ninjas in the world; paperwork would be his enemy.
smash
The window to the office of the Hokage was broken, and an incorporeal figure surged, bathed in heavenly flames of darkness, and stood before the center of the office, his demonic eyes looking at the yellow flash.
All the anbu stationed in the place left their hiding spot, out with their weapons, only resisting attack because that hokage had yet to take action.
"Minato," a hauntingly deep voice gurgled in the room.
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