Chương 16: CH-16
<Ch-16 is here, the first volume is now close to ending >
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"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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