Capítulo 5: Kidnapping the Hyuga Princess?
Just as the echo of A's question faded into the silence, the grand study door swung open with a bang. Killer B, Ryomaru's uncle and A's younger brother, sauntered into the room. His energy was palpable, transforming the quiet study into a vibrant stage.
"Yo, yo, yo! The B is here, so have no fear!" B proclaimed, his voice rhythmic as if he were dropping bars rather than simply greeting them.
Ryomaru's eyes instantly brightened, a wide grin breaking onto his small face. B's exuberance was contagious, and the young boy was always eager for the diversion it brought.
"Brother, we're in the middle of something," A cautioned, his stern gaze landing on B. But B was unfazed by his brother's reproach.
With an exaggerated shrug, he waved off A's protest. "Aw, come on, brother dear. Don't let your thundercloud hover here."
A's eyebrows furrowed at B's rap, but Ryomaru giggled, his ice-blue eyes twinkling with mirth.
B turned to Ryomaru, a wide grin on his face. "So, little nephew, join the fun. Drop some beats and let's make a run."
A spark of excitement ignited in Ryomaru's eyes. He glanced uncertainly at A, who remained stone-faced. Encouraged by B's enthusiastic nod, he cleared his throat, his small face a mask of determination.
"With Uncle B, no time for sighs. With his beats, I reach the skies," Ryomaru began, his voice small but steady.
B erupted into laughter, clapping his hands in delight. "Yes, yes, Ryomaru's got the flow. With his words, he steals the show!"
The light-hearted moment was abruptly shattered by a sharp slam. A's hand smacked onto the table, his face a thunderous scowl. "Enough!" he roared, his voice echoing in the grand study.
B ceased his laughter, blinking at A in surprise. Ryomaru flinched at the outburst, his eyes wide.
"This is no place for carefree rapping and jesting," A chided, his gaze shifting between his brother and son. "You're not here to entertain, Ryomaru. You're here to learn."
His words hung heavy in the air. Ryomaru bowed his head, a flush of embarrassment coloring his cheeks. B frowned, opening his mouth to retort, but a subtle shake of Ryomaru's head stopped him.
"I understand, Raikage-sama," Ryomaru said, his voice just above a whisper.
A turned to B, a stern expression etched on his face. "What brings you here, brother?" he asked, his voice deep and resonant in the grand study. Ryomaru looked up, curiosity gleaming in his ice-blue eyes.
B glanced at Ryomaru before turning his attention back to A. After a brief moment of hesitation, he nodded subtly. Ryomaru was the future Raikage, after all. It was time he was privy to the decisions that shaped their clan and village.
"Yo, yo, yo," B began, the rhythm of his words a stark contrast to the gravity of the situation. "A cloud of war is about to blow. Konoha's Peace Treaty will not be so peaceful then, huh?"
A's eyes hardened at his brother's words, a subtle nod acknowledging the weight of the impending situation. "It's for the future of our clan, B," he responded, his tone brooking no argument.
Ryomaru sat up straighter, his young mind attempting to decipher the cryptic conversation. His gaze darted between A and B, his heart pounding in his chest. Something was amiss, and the tension in the room was palpable.
B crossed his arms, a frown tugging at his lips. "Talking 'bout kidnapping the Hyuga Princess, brother dear? Doesn't sound like it'll bring us any cheer," he countered, his words reflecting his disapproval.
Ryomaru's eyes widened in shock. The word 'kidnapping' resonated ominously in his mind. He had heard of the Hyuga clan, one of the prominent families in the Leaf Village. His brow furrowed, confusion marring his innocent features.
A met B's challenging gaze, the tension between them crackling like a storm. "Byakugan's power is not to sneer at, B. It can bolster our defenses, strengthen the Cloud."
The mention of Byakugan piqued Ryomaru's interest. He knew it to be a powerful and unique dojutsu, possessed only by the Hyuga clan. But the thought of forcibly taking it from someone, let alone a princess, unsettled him.
B's gaze softened as he looked at Ryomaru, the flicker of confusion in his nephew's eyes tugging at his heart. He turned to A, a note of finality in his voice. "Brother, we ain't beasts, let's not tread that path. There are other ways to show our strength and wrath."
A's jaw clenched, his gaze unwavering. The stern set of his shoulders spoke volumes about his resolve. "Our clan's survival trumps all, B. I won't risk our people's future for the sake of moral high ground."
The silence that followed was oppressive, each second stretching into eternity. Ryomaru felt a pit in his stomach, the enormity of the situation dawning on him. He watched his father and uncle, their faces etched with deep-seated worry and tension.
The conflict was clear; the well-being of their clan pitted against their moral compass. Ryomaru was young, but he understood the gravity of the situation. He saw the conflict in their eyes, the weight of their responsibility bearing heavily on their shoulders.
B ran a hand through his spiky hair, his gaze landing on Ryomaru. The boy was silently observing the conversation, his wide ice-blue eyes betraying his innocence amidst the chaos. A pang of guilt tugged at B's heart. It was too early for Ryomaru to witness such darkness.
With a deep sigh, he turned back to A, his voice softer than before. "Brother, have you taken a look at our nephew lately?"
A blinked at the sudden shift in conversation. "What are you talking about, B?"
B gestured towards Ryomaru, who was now looking back and forth between his father and uncle with a puzzled expression. "He's four, A. The same age as the Hyuga princess you're so intent on kidnapping."
A flinched, his gaze flickering towards his son. His stern expression faltered as he took in the sight of his young boy. A heavy silence hung in the air, broken only by the soft crackling of the fire in the hearth.
"Imagine Ryomaru," B continued, his voice raw with emotion. "Imagine him being snatched from his mother's arms, from his home, from everything he knows. How would that make you feel, brother?"
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