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âReally? You think ruining The Valley Of The End and blowing off our respective arms was a bit too much in bringing back a dear friend?â
âwellâ - she contemplated the thought for a second - âItâs sasuke we are talking about , you best friend , and the reason why you pushed your self so hard all these yearsâ - she left a sigh and then nodded -âIf it was all it take to finally achieve it i think itâs not too muchâ-
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Kankuro stared at the woman in front of him in confusion, her soft lips pressing against the rough skin of his hand. Inwardly he was thinking about what to say, a small chuckle leaving his lips. Gently he took her hand in his, turning their hands and leaning down to press a soft kiss to the back of her hand, eyes focused on hers. âItâs a polite gesture of a man to do that. The man lowers himself a little in front of the woman to show his respect. Itâs not straight forward and more or less gentlemanly. A man usually does that to show his adoration for woman and that he cares about her. Do you understand it now?â The puppeteer straightened his back, looking down at the woman with a warm smile on his lips.
It sure had been a rather odd way to first meet someone , specially a man , but it didnât mean it hasnât been more enjoyable then the usual hand shake she was so used to give , this , just from a rather simple gesture , she had been able to tell sincere this man was by the way we spoke , she would dare to say he had an unusual kindness that was elusive to most shinobi she had encountered so far.
-â To some extend â- she answered genuinely  -âIâm Mika kurotsuki , pleased to meet youâ - she bowed her head with a mere movement , showing her respect to the man.
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-âuhm , excuse me â- she tapped the manâs shoulder with gentleness giving him a very kind smile -âare u getting those potatoes?â- she pointed at the sole bag of potatoes left at the groceries shop shelf
"Eh? Who are you supposed to be?"
She looked at the girl in front of her , she wasnât quite sure where she had came from - âAre you talking to me?â-
âYes.â The Uchiha nodded to the girl. The dark haired girl wasnât familiar and Raidon suddenly felt slightly paranoid. She hadnât heard any footsteps behind, but her senses alerted her to someone being directly behind her. Raidon composed herself. âWho are you? Youâre from Konoha, yes? Tell Konoha Iâm not interested in being a Shinobi anymore.â
-âGod dammitâ- she said out loud face palming herself as a tint of red covered her cheeks , she couldnât feel more embarrassed as a kunoichi more then she was already .
-âIâm not in the konohaâs forest am i?â - She asked the really obvious question , her recklessness had lead her to get lost , again , it was probably the third time this week .
-âIâm sorry no one sent meâ-- she said very honestly hoping she didnât upset the female .
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"Eh? Who are you supposed to be?"
She looked at the girl in front of her , she wasnât quite sure where she had came from - âAre you talking to me?â-
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It had been a full day walking down the desert , the sun had already taken itâs toll on her body , she could feel her burning skin hurting , the thirst feeling in her throat  getting worse by the minute . There was only a certain thing , she wasnât prepared enough to that kind of environment , it was far from the snow the was so used to . The only thing she could ask herself right now was , âwhat was i thinking when i took this mission?â
It wasnât until she saw the male figure in the distance that she felt a glimpse of hope in her soul again . -âMaybe i wonât die after allâ- She said as she approached the man . -âsir?â-
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-âThat sounds good , training is a good way to keep a healthy spiritâ - She stop a moment to catch her breathe as quickly as she could so she wouldnât seem as beat up as she was to the Uchiha.
-âThe missions are something i still canât used to , specially filling the reports and all the paperwork , it used to be easier before , when we were just separate clans , but i guess this is safer for all of usâ- . She knew the Uchiha were a mayor political party when Konoha was established , what she didnât know is how involved Izuna really was , thatâs why it didnât seem as a bad thing to comment regardless how shortly before they had just met.
She turned right on a smaller street , now facing the recently open Konohaâs hot springs , she looked at Izuna and chuckled slightly - â care for a swim?â - . She couldnât wait for him to actually respond to such an inappropriate question and simply started laughing . -â Please forgive me , Iâm joking , thatâs where i liveâ- . She tried to control her laughter , but usually humor was the best way she knew to hide how embarrassed she actually was , yes it was her home , but the actual conditions of her room , were far different from the fancy installations the hot springs had.
He noticed how out of breath she was, and took another glance at her injuries. She was probably in a lot of pain, Izuna was sure of it. âI train every day, usually for a lot longer and harder than I did today.â
He wasnât sure why he told her that. Maybe just to keep the conversation going? He didnât know. As she started talking about the missions and reports he almost started laughing. He knew first hand how much paperwork came with a mission, let alone how much Hashirama would have to do because of the mission. Hell he had done some of that paperwork for the Senju. The likelihood that she knew just how involved in the village he was, was very low.Â
He didnât say anything to her as we approached the hot springs. As she asked if he wanted to swim he smirked and was going to answer. She didnât give him the option, telling him where her home was. It surprised him but he didnât let it show. âThereâs no need to apologize.â
Izuna could joke with people, especially if they started it, but he didnât know if he should with her. Instead he chose to finally reply to her missions comment. âIâd much rather do missions in this setting than go back to fighting Tobirama Senju every week or so. Paperwork is a small price to pay for the peace that my brother and Hashirama Senju worked so hard to obtain.â
Her eyes widen and her mouth opened in a silent gasp , shaking her head for a moment to try and put her thoughts in correct order before speaking again , she kept walking in almost a state of shock , not realizing she almost tripped with a rock right in front of her . -âYouâ- she said now with an excited look - âYou had fought the Hokage , our hokage?â- . She couldnât deny konoha was filled with strong and fine shinobi , but she had never seen , much less spoke to someone who had clashed against the god of shinobi.
The moment Mika reached the front door she took a detour to what seemed the back alley of the building with a dark and cold appearance , much different from the light front area -âI canât believe itâ- . Hashirama senju had an incomparable reputation , the only person she could think of that had the same degree of fame , was Madara uchiha , his rival , a founder of the village .
A sudden moment of realization hit her when she reached an old wooden door with a really rusty moldy knob. - â Are you Madara uchihaâs brother?â. -
âCould it be?â , her mind questioned , the man helping carry her groceries was none other then not only an elite uchiha , but madaraâs brother , the madara uchiha , the man behind almost every story she herd of since she became a part of the village.
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Izuna threw more kunai at a target, hitting them perfectly in the center as he always did. He had been just gotten back from a rather rough mission and decided that the best way to relax was to do some light training. Of course his definition of light was not the same as other peopleâs definition. He had spent his entire childhood training for war and while the war was over and the village was established, he still kept up a heavy training routine. He desired to be the best he could possibly be, and that meant he spent much of his time perfecting his skills.Â
That desire was what brought him to the empty training grounds at such a late hour. He spent the entire day running back to the village to finish his mission and was unable to get any training in. He wouldnât be able to sleep if he didnât get any form of training in before returning home.Â
Picking up the kunai he replaced them in his pouch. He was getting tired and knew he should return home, but had no desire to deal with his brother at that moment. He decided a walk was in order and started walking towards the center of town when he ran into something. Or rather a someone.Â
It had been a lazy day for her , not much was going on in her daily routine since her last mission and she wasnât gonna rush in to the next one , the events of the past days had left her with several wounds , including her least favorite and most inconvenient one , a broken arm , which has turned her late grocery shopping in quite a hard task .
The walk home wasnât as easy as she thought it may be , with just one arm to carry around the bags and a really slow walking due the pain coming from her legs , the distance seemed bigger and bigger with each step .
The only solution she came with at the moment was to stand still and drop the bags on the floor until some of her strength came back so she could move on , since there was no one around to ask for a little help , aso she would be too embarrassed to ask anyways . It wasnât until she saw the dark haired figure walking towards her direction that she managed to gather some courage and speak a few words .
-âexcuse me â
Izuna had been lost in his thoughts as he walked. Memories he wished he could forget bubbled to the surface, making him want to smack his head against a tree. He had to constantly reassure himself that the war was over, he didnât need to worry himself with what his enemies could have been planning. His once sworn enemies were now his allies, and the only man to have ever been able to almost kill him was his kind of friend.
A voice broke Izuna out of his trance. He looked up just in time to stop himself from smacking into a young woman. Stopping, he took in her appearance. She looked pretty beat up which made his brow furrow. Her red eyes contrasted with her dark hair, and if he didnât know any better heâd think she was part of his own clan. But the Uchiha eyes were only red when the Sharingan was activated and her eyes were not the right type to be the same as his.Â
Realizing that this woman had spoken he focused on her face. He couldnât remember what she said, having not actually heard the words themselves. He straightened his stance up as he gave her the nicest smile he could manage. âUhâŠSorry. Can I help you?â
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The instant she said she wasnât an Uchiha he raised an eyebrow at her. He wondered why that was her first reaction. Had she ever met an Uchiha? If she hadnât he could understand why she felt the need to say that. He almost wanted to torture her a bit and not tell her that he was an Uchiha.Â
âIâm aware of that,â he said simply. Glancing down he saw plastic bags bunched at her feet, or rather one of her feet. He guessed that she was probably in too much pain to use both arms, with the way she favored one of them carefully.Â
As a highly trained shinobi he knew how to recognize when someone was in pain. He knew that she was in pain, and the gentleman in him screamed for him to help her. It would keep him away from his house for a bit longer. Making his decision he bent down and picked up the bags. âWould you like help home?â
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-âItâs just âŠâ- something familiar struck her , she felt like the man in front of her was legitimately trying to help her , she was able to calm down for the first time since their conversation started , he didnât seem to mean any harm to her right now , if anything she felt like she had just been lucky for finding someone like him to help at such time.
-âIâd always been embarrassed about the place i live inâ - She started walking leading the way trying to hide her limping as best as she could . -âSo if you please keep it a secret iâll be regretful â- she said this while looking at him but keeping her same phase as she walked down the main street in konoha , trying to be as sincere as she could , her eyes almost supplicating , as it was her most guarded secret since she came to konoha. -âI hope I can trust you with this Uchiha sanâ-.
She gave him another polite smile , she hoped she didnât seem rude enough when the first thing she said has âiâm not an uchihaâ ; but she believed if anyone understood the situation between the different clans of konoha and the Uchihas was the man before her .
-âFor the record my name is Mika Kurotsukiâ - she turned now to face him and extended her good hand to shake his . -âPleased to meet youâ
Izuna fell into step with her, carrying her bags, as she spoke. He listened carefully, she seemed to have relaxed a bit but was still nervous. He supposed he couldnât expect anything else.Â
He wondered what was so bad about her home that she was embarrassed about it. He knew that not everyone in the village lived in a fancy compound like he did, and he didnât think a home was something to be embarrassed about. He nodded to her, to show he was still listening.Â
He smirked when she guessed his clan name. He didnât think it was that hard to tell his clan members from other clans, they all had a similar look and attitude. He returned her smile to show that she hadnât offended him.Â
âDonât worry, I can keep a secret. I am not in the business of spilling secrets or the like.â He looked forward again. He was doing his best to ignore the limp he could see her walking with. She was trying to hide it from him so he was going to do his best to not embarrass her. With a nod he replied with his own name. âIzuna Uchiha.âÂ
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-âThat sounds good , training is a good way to keep a healthy spiritâ - She stop a moment to catch her breathe as quickly as she could so she wouldnât seem as beat up as she was to the Uchiha.
-âThe missions are something i still canât used to , specially filling the reports and all the paperwork , it used to be easier before , when we were just separate clans , but i guess this is safer for all of usâ- . She knew the Uchiha were a mayor political party when Konoha was established , what she didnât know is how involved Izuna really was , thatâs why it didnât seem as a bad thing to comment regardless how shortly before they had just met.
She turned right on a smaller street , now facing the recently open Konohaâs hot springs , she looked at Izuna and chuckled slightly - â care for a swim?â - . She couldnât wait for him to actually respond to such an inappropriate question and simply started laughing . -â Please forgive me , Iâm joking , thatâs where i liveâ- . She tried to control her laughter , but usually humor was the best way she knew to hide how embarrassed she actually was , yes it was her home , but the actual conditions of her room , were far different from the fancy installations the hot springs had.