Bab 3: Maki
Maki was showing the new guy around the school, he was weird, very weird. First of all he seemed like an idiot, he didn't even know what a Panda was!
But behind that idiot was someone strong, his speed and strength was frankly terrifying. His Sharingan eyes alone put him in a class above most.
She shivered slightly, she remembered rumours about the Uchiha, they were usually strong and fast but they never mentioned just how strong or fast.
The last Sharingan user was the infamous Madara Uchiha who was in the history books as a madman focused on destruction.
No one ever defeated him, he just disappeared one day.
She turned back to the slightly younger boy and raised an eyebrow in confusion.
He was running his hands across the grass just outside the classrooms. As if he noticed her stare he raised his head and met her yellow eyes, with his black ones. A big contrast to the blazing red she saw in the sparring session.
"The grass is very soft here, out by my home the grass has been permanently damaged, it's tough and spiky over there." After his words he stood up and made his way back to perplexed Maki.
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"What's up with your cursed energy?" Fukashi asked, Maki looked over quickly. They were both sitting down on a bench just outside the mini armoury the school had.
They just finished the tour when Maki needed to sit down, her back was killing her, that kick hurt!
She was enjoying a slightly awkward silence as they stared out into the nearby woods until Fukashi interrupted it.
"What do you mean?" She asked with some warning in her tone, she didn't like speaking about her heavenly restriction.
She felt her neck twinge in discomfort, it had quickly become a large purple bruise that would last for a while.
Fukashi completely missed the warning and continued on "Well, when we sparred earlier you only have a tiny bit cursed energy in you." He looked over and met her eyes.
She shivered slightly before she broke eye contact, his eyes were now black as coal, the contrast between a blazing red and a seemingly calm coal was jarring.
She then caught onto what he said "What do you mean you couldn't see much?" She asked curiously.
He ran his hand through his hair before explaining "My Sharingan can see the flow of cursed energy in people, you have basically none" he said bluntly.
Now Maki was curious "What else can your eyes do?"
Fukashi hummed as if contemplating something. "To be totally honest…I'm not completely sure." He said hesitantly.
Makis' eyes widened in surpise but before she could get a word out he continued.
"I can predict things, like when we and Akira fight I can see his moves coming before they are even thrown by the way his muscles twitch and cursed energy moves" he leaned back against the bench.
"But so far, that's kind of it. I'm not allowed to really know about any other Sharingan users or what they did with their eyes." He paused as he stared at the dark blue sky.
Maki thought about it for less than a second to realise why.
Madara Uchiha.
No one wanted another Madara so his knowledge is probably purposely restricted.
Before she could think further about the terrifying man who terrorised the world for years her thoughts were interrupted when Fukashi turned his head and met her eyes.
He seemed quite confused, hesitant even. "I'm-uh, I'm sorry about" he gulped before nodding towards her bruised throat.
Maki raised an eyebrow urging him to continue "Well, about going a bit overboard" he said as he turned his head and avoided eye contact.
She snorted "Yeah it's fine, good practice for the cursed spirits" she shrugged as she stood up.
"I'm going to get back to the kitchen, you coming?" She asked as she looked back at his seated form.
He shook his head and stood up. "No," he said as he looked around. "Are there any lakes here?" He asked Maki.
She quickly nodded and pointed to his left "Yeah just walk that way for a little bit and you'll find it in less than 5 minutes" she walked off with a slight limp.
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Fukashi slowly dawdled towards the shimmering blue lake that seemed to stretch for miles. He sat down not even 2 metres away from the cold water and laid back against the grass that tickled the back of his neck as he stared at the darkening sky.
And that's where Akira found him 2 hours later. In the dark only illuminated by the shine of the moon. Akira landed next to the almost sleeping Uchiha who barely reacted to the presence of his caretaker .
"Boy, I've got…to go for a while" he said hesitantly, his accent was thick and had an emotional tinge to it.
Fukashi shot up like a rocket to his feet, he was staring at the black haired man in slight confusion. "What? Where" Akira had never left before, not for more than 24 hours anyway.
Akira sighed "I have a long term mission, it's very important from the higher ups themselves"
He blinked rapidly and looked out towards the pitch black lake. "You'll…visit" he asked tentatively, he was afraid of the answer.
Akira quickly removed said fear "Of course" his hand patted against the young Uchihas shoulder and for the first time in a while Fukashi leaned into the contact.
Akira slowly pulled the teenager into a hug that the teen almost fell into as he pulled him close.
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Fukashi walked back to his new room, his thoughts were focused on Akiras sudden departure.
He was mainly worried about Akiras mission.
His footsteps were graceful and quiet and he walked fastly past the bustling kitchen filled with faces he didn't recognise nor care to remember.
He blindly burst into his room and fell onto his futon with a soft thud. He tried to find a comfortable place to lay his head when he hit it against something under the futon.
He blindly threw his hand underneath and unearthed a hidden book. He read the cover in astonishment.
His eyes were wide as he stared at something he really wasn't allowed to even see nevermind read. The cover was simple but damning.
And it's title was exciting to Fukashi.
'The Sharingan and its many complexities.'
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