Chapitre 5: 004:Thousand Cherry Blossoms
Fugaku took his son Itachi to the vicinity of the lake to train.
Fire jutsus are usually trained near lakes or rivers to minimize the possibility of a fire or to avoid injuries and burns to the practitioner.
Just as he thought, Itachi learned the ancestral jutsu of the Uchiha clan, Fire Style: Great Fireball.
It only took him one morning to learn it. If only his other son was like Itachi...
"Gruuuuhhh," Itachi's stomach rumbled cheekily. The chakra is the union of the body and the spirit.
When training a new jutsu, the user becomes physically exhausted and the most common result is usually hunger.
Fugaku, realizing the situation, decided to stop training.
«You've trained enough for today, let's have lunch» said Fugaku. Truth be told, part of him was curious about the contents of the bento.
His other son had a "hobby" of cooking, and his meals were always unusual but delicious.
If his son were a civilian, he would recommend that she open a restaurant. But the Uchiha clan cannot stoop like that.
«Yes, father, thank you, father,» said little Itachi.
The big one and the little one sat in the shade of a tree to eat. In the bento there was a note from Sora
"Father, I prepared stuffed chicken for both of you. I also prepared onigiris wrapped in seaweed and for Itachi there are some with chopped cabbage inside, enjoy them"
Stuffed chicken, a "new" food invented by his son.
Although simple, Fugaku recognized that it was a delicious and nutritious meal. That, added to his son's lemonade, would be a delicious combination.
On the other hand, little Itachi was surprised. His favorite food was onigiri with seaweed and cabbage. His brother knew him very well.
Fugaku took advantage of that moment between father and son to talk about some things.
«Itachi, what do you think of your brother?» Fugaku asked.
...
An abstract question that he left little Itachi thinking.
«He is a warm and attentive person. Only sometimes I wish he would stop thinking about his "inventions" and train with me more often »Itachi said.
Fugaku thought it was a good idea to tell little Itachi the truth.
«Itachi, your brother was born under very special circumstances»
Itachi found himself perplexed by his father's words.
Fugaku continued: «Your brother was born without a chakra system in his body. He will never be able to be a ninja. The fact that he is still alive is a miracle. That is why he cannot accompany us to train »
It was shocking news for little Itachi.
But true to his inner empathy and his brother's concern, he asked: "And does he know?»
"Of course. Your mother and I thought about telling her as soon as possible to avoid disappointment.
So that's why, Itachi. You will need to be strong for your brother and protect him. Did you hear me?».
Itachi answered without a doubt "Yes father, I will protect him.» Even if Fugaku hadn't asked him, little Itachi would have taken care of his brother.
The world for civilians who do not possess chakra is often difficult. Fortunately in the clan, there were not only ninjas but also civilians who belonged to the clan.
In this way there would not be so much discrimination within it.
Father and son shared a delicious lunch.
"That was delicious,» Itachi said.
«Grmm» Fugaku nodded.
«Itachi, let's continue with the training»
"Yes father»
And so they continued the afternoon
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Near the cherry blossom tree
sora pov
´Senbonzakura´ thought Sora sitting next to the tree.
The spirit of the zanpakutou belonging to Byakuya Kuchiki. A leaf that divides into many small leaves which, when they come into contact with light, show a pink color, resembling sakura leaves dancing in the wind.
But this beautiful vision hides a deadly danger.
Each "sakura leaf" is a small sword capable of annihilating its enemies.
And his "old friend" is the spirit of that zanpakutou.
Who would have thought, apparently finding yourself stranded in another world was more common than it seemed.
If he had a coin for every time he knew of someone who traveled to another world, he would have two coins.
Which isn't much, but it's funny that it happened twice.
In retrospect, the signs were there, but he didn't pay much attention to them.
At first, he Sora thought that he was an "imaginary friend" born from his inability to adapt to the situation.
A confidant, someone invented to deal with the loss of his family, pets, and friends in his previous world.
But no, his friend was real. Not only was he real but he was willing to go with him to protect him.
A true friend.
«Sora! I already came to look for you. Let's go back home!» Mikoto shouted as he approached Sora.
His trip to the hospital was quite helpful. It seems that imaginary friends can be triggered in response to a problematic event.
His son may not tell him, but his mind may have created it to help him in the situation of not having chakra.
As he approached, Mikoto could see her son with a large katana.
«Sora! What are you doing with that? Where did you get it from?
'Oops, mother still doesn't know about senchan'
«Mom, I found it inside the hole in the sakura tree.» Sora said. At the end of the day, you can't lie to a former ninja.
Doing so would be a bad move, especially to your own mother.
«Oh really?» Mikoto said.
«Yes, seriously mom... Could... could I keep it?» Sora tried his luck. She needed an excuse to take her home.
«Mmmmm, okay. But you are not allowed to use it at home. Soon I can get you a wooden sword so you can practice.»
In Mikoto's mind, at least one objective which allowed him to entertain his son and give her a minimum of self-defense, was like swimming two birds with one stone.
This world is dangerous and having knowledge of swords is better than nothing.
Looking at it better, it was a katana, the type used by samurai in the country of iron.
And maybe this way, he can forget about his "imaginary friend."
«Let's go home, I have to prepare dinner for you, your father and your brother,» Mikoto said.
«Yes mother, thank you mother,» said Sora.
...
«Itachi! Look what I found »Sora showed her brother his new katana.
'Why does Sora have a katana? Mother bought it for you?'
«Mother did not buy her, I found her near a cherry tree, she was buried»
'Did you read my mind?'
«I don't read minds, but your facial expressions are easy to read brother» Sora responded without having heard his brother.
Advantages of being twins.
...
Contrary to his mother's reaction, Fugaku had no problem accepting his son's katana.
He saw too much blood and gore in war to question something like that.
And like Mikoto, he thought it was a good way to introduce him to some type of self-defense.
His son may never be a ninja, but he had to be a strong man.
...
Sora's room
«Old friend, this is my room,» Sora told the samurai.
«Well, where will I stay?» said the masked man
«I will prepare a box to store the sword, and I will bring a blanket so that you can meditate in silence. We can also have tea more often,» Sora responded, while she organized his room.
His room was big, Itachi and Sora didn't share.
One of the best decisions his family made.
He had a shelf full of books, a table and chair for writing, a small table for drinking tea, his bed and his closet to store his clothes.
Strangely, they all had the symbol of a fan somewhere or another. It was the symbol of the Uchiha.
«Old friend, or should I call you senbonzakura?» Sora said with a small smile.
The atmosphere became cold. You could cut the tension with a knife. Centuries of practice and battle could be felt in the air.
«Who are you?» Senbonzakura said in a serious tone.
«As I told you at the beginning, I am a traveler, just like you.
A strange child talking to a ghost that no one can see should have been a first clue.
Only... I didn't recognize you at first,» Sora said, trying to ignore the pressure that was being placed on his soul.
«Your words imply that you knew me before, tell me what you know,» Senbonzakura said, treating Sora as a possible enemy.
«Calm down Senbon-san, if I can call you that. Do you remember that I told you that in my world there were no powers of any kind? Science and Technology were the norm.
In that world there was a form of entertainment known as anime and manga.
Drawn stories that were about people with powers. And in one of those stories you appear, my friend.
You along with your bearer, a captain of the gotei 13 and the current patriarch of the Kuchiki family, Byakuya Kuchiki.» Sora mentioned, talking to her friend about her past.
The fact that his existence was portrayed in a story was a strange and incredible idea. But true to his cautious nature, she told him:
«That is not enough information. Tell me the whole truth or your soul will perish, here and now. » The spiritual pressure began to gradually increase.
«Old friend, I'm not lying to you. According to what I remember, Captain Kuchiki belongs to gotei 13. He has an adopted sister called Rukia, who is the sister of his ex-wife.
He was a widower and as a last promise to his wife, he promised to take care of Rukia.
Oh and as a child he was much more hyperactive and impulsive, but the responsibilities changed him into someone more serious and responsible.
That's all I remember, old friend. I wish you no harm and the fact that I tell you everything I know is because I value your friendship.
You were the first person I shared my circumstances with. And now thanks to you, I know I'm not crazy.
To be honest, I always treated you like an imaginary friend. Apparently I'm not crazy Haha! » Sora began to laugh as tears gathered. Despite remembering his former family and his world, being born into a strange world is unsettling.
At least now he knew that indeed, everything was real.
Senbonzakura suppressed his spiritual pressure. His mind much calmer.
Hearing something from the bearer about him was unexpected.
Sora continued:
«You were my first friend and I would like to keep it that way. So, Senbon-san?» he said with a small smile and a tinge of mischief.
«It's okay Sora, I will believe your words» Senbonzakura said, much calmer. Senbonzakura knew a lot of people and he knew that sora did not told him a single lie.
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