The Future of Us | Naruto

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Akemi stayed for a minute outside of the tower, she panted and was sweating from the way they speedily ran over to the intended location. She didn't see how wood seemed to sprout from the ground. She didn't notice how wood was following her but other than this she did notice how it was too quiet from the inside. Opening the door she saw how her twin sister trembled in front of their supposed father. She saw how his hand slowly reached out to Kirin and she saw how a sword was stabbed unto the wall beside Kirin. Afraid for her sister she screamed out to her father. ❝ Papa! ❞

❝ Oh my gosh! Sasuke... you...I... I don't even know what to say! ❞ Mikoto gasped. Everyone aside to those who didn't really show emotions, had their eyes and mouth's wide open. Madara and his peers were watching in concern, surprise, and amusement. The man hummed, he was also surprised but did he pity the girl? No, not really.

❝ That isn't cool, 'ttebayo! ❞ Naruto shooked his head along with Sakura, the two turned their heads towards Sasuke who also couldn't believe what he saw and wiggled their fingers. ❝ You think I'll let you be with my sister even after seeing that, Uchiha?! I don't freaking care if you love each other, my future niece- how could you do that?! And Ameri why the hell are you so quiet! ❞ Keigo was furious, he promised to separate the two before they could even go in a deeper connection.

Unbeknownst to everyone, Sasuke was in shock and also was fearing for his life. Ameri was silent beside him but her hand was still clasped together with his. The white-haired girl was shaking and his hand was getting colder and colder by the passing minute. ❝ I really hope you have a reasonable explanation to this, Uchiha... ❞ She muttered making him internally shiver from fright.

Going back to when Kirin went inside, she was panting and gasping for air with her back on the wall. Her eyes were still the same color as her blood and with a familiar pattern plastered on them. Still gasping for air, Kirin became startled by the noise of wood. When a man emerged from the shadows, it took her whole attention. The area was dim but she could still see the extremely familiar physique of her father. With wide eyes, she was about to call for her sister but got cut off when her father started to talk. His words were like venom, the way he looked at her made her heart broken into a thousand pieces. ❝ I'm impressed that you found me. Are you one of them? ❞ what was her father speaking about? She didn't understand. The black-haired girl couldn't control the tears that welled up in her eyes. She was so excited to meet her father! But what was this? Why did he look at her with such irritation and with such emotion that she couldn't decipher?

❝ What does he mean by that?! ❞ Temari exclaimed. Hana was also waiting for an answer but silence greeted them resulting in them groaning ftom annoyance. ❝ Maybe he thought she was an enemy? ❞ Gaara suggested.

❝ So he forgot his daughter's face?! I'm not sure whether to be suprised or facepalm... ❞ Kurenai murmured the last part, she understood but it was quite sad that he- their own dad, forgot about their faces...

❝ I just hope that you got a reason for all of this, Sasuke. ❞ Sasuke closed his eyes and let out a sigh, even his father was also waiting for a reasonable and valid explanation fo all of this. ❝ I hope so too, father. ❞ Fugaku nodded his head while Mikoto was still glaring at Sasuke. ❝ Hmph, I didn't teach any of you to attack your own kin but I guess it runs in the blood... ❞ She said, forgetting something important that made her facepalm.

Snorts flooded the room from the Akatsuki who tried to surpress their laughter. ❝ Damn! I apologize, Itachi but your mom... ❞ Kisame couldn't help himself and continued to slap his knee while laughing hysterically. ❝ She really didn't hold back! ❞ Hidan wheezed while Deidara was full on cackling on his seat. Small snickers and chuckling had also come out of the other members while Itachi deadpanned at his mom. Sasuke on the other hand was glaring at the floor, veins popping out of his head in extreme anger.