It didn't take Kukikio long to find Itama. She would have tried to find Nori as well, but she didn't think Madara was going to let his brother out of his sight for a long time. When she came back, no one warned her that Madara was worse then a mother hen!
More so since he thought his mother was going to die in a month's time. Not on her watch she wasn't. She had been spying on the Uchiha Compound with her shadow clones, it wasn't like anyone knew the jutsu.
It was too early for Tobirama to invent the thing. So she would be taking his invention from him. Perfect payback from how he shoved the Uchiha Clan into a corner, and no she didn't care if he hadn't done it yet. Revenge was sometimes best served cold.
Spotting the white and brown haired male, she jumped next to him, letting him lean into her side as tears flowed down his face. It was most likely caused by his father screaming at either him or Hashirama during training.
She had learned from the last few months that Itama was soft hearted, almost like Itachi had been before Sasuke killed him, forced into situations that pushed them into corners.
But she was glad to know that there weren't any greedy elders to make him chose between his family and clan. It was sick and messed up, almost made her glad that Sasuke had killed Danzo. Through she wished she could have watched that fight go down, it would have been interesting.
"It's a real mess, isn't it?" Kukikio asked as she closed her eyes seeing if there was anyone close enough to hear them. Close enough to try and kill her. While no one was there, she knew she couldn't keep her camp near the Naka River. It was far to dangerous for her.
"Big brothers keep fighting," Itama whispered he had spent the last three days listening to Tobirama and Hashirama scream at each other about what happened. "They won't stop."
"Of course not," she told him putting her arm around him, she didn't think they had duck-type in the Warring Era, but rope might be a good replacement. "As they say; silence is gold and rope is sliver."
"Rope is sliver?"
"Tie their mouths shut, they can still breath through their nose."
"They're not going to stop fighting are they?"
"Not unless you tie their mouths shut." Kukikio didn't know what to tell him. It wasn't like she had siblings growing up, she didn't even have friends until she was twelve years old and then she didn't speak to anyone her age until she was sixteen,
Like she knew what teenage boys did when they didn't agree, grown man she could understand. She had been around pervy-sage long enough to know that much. But children and teenagers escaped her more often then not.
"Hashirama missed you and Madara," Itama told her his voice soft as he pulled his knees to his chest. His chain resting on his knees. "I miss Mum, she could always stop them from fighting."
"I'm sorry," Kukikio told him, it looked like this conversation was one where she was just going to have to put up with being out of her depth. She was still expecting him to jump up and scream at her for not understanding. How would an orphan girl understand his pain? Sasuke had screamed that her more times then she cared count.
"I don't want to lose."
"You're still my annoying little brother. You're stuck with me kiddo."
"You won't leave me."
"Not unless I die."
"Really?"
"I'll be around, but I can't always be with you."
"Because of father?"
"He most likely think I'm with the Uchiha."
"But your hairs white. And you saved me."
"Hatred and angry makes one blind. More often then not."
"Do you think Nori hates me?" Itama asked he had enjoyed training with the Uchiha. It was the only reason he never joined Tobirama and Hashirama's fights, since they didn't know that he was also training with an Uchiha.
Kukikio only blinked at his question. She hadn't been expecting that one. But she guessed she should have. "The if I know, do I look like a mind reader to? Sorry, but my hair's not blonde nor are my eyes blue."
Itama only looked at her before giggling into his hands, a giant smile on his face as she crossed her eyes before pointing at them. A large grin on her face as he fall backwards.
"Oh laugh it up Itama. Laugh it up."
"Kukikio is silly," Itama giggled as she joined him on the ground, a hand covering on his shoulder as she did so. He knew what clan she was talking about. Mind reading wasn't easy to do, so they were usually hired when one was needed.
"You still go on missions?"
"Father won't let me stay at home. I have to help the clan gain glory."
"Don't be surprised if I tag along on your solo's. I can find most I things I need in the forest anyway."
"How would you know?"
"I'm a Sensor kid."
"But how will we talk before that?" Itama asked since he doubted Hashirama wasn't going to leave him alone for awhile, and he didn't trust Tobirama not to follow Hashirama again. "Tobirama will only follow him again."
"And you'll be the one who gets screamed at." Kukikio didn't know what stick was up Tobirama's ass, but she guessed he might have been born with one up there. He was almost as bad as the Uchiha clan. "Such a wonderful family you have. Clan of love my ass."
"He's not that bad."
"And pig's fly backwards."
"You say weird things."
"Seals!"
"Seals?" Itama asked wondering how she came to that word, he knew that his clan's sister clan knew them. But the Uzumaki's didn't teach outsiders. They rarely left their island unless they were marrying into the Senju clan.
"I have a number of them," Kukikio told him a smile on her face, they were easy to use. So she didn't have to worry about him messing it up. "I don't think you're clan will argue about you learning sealing."
"Father would sent me to the Uzumaki's to learn."
"I'll start you on the basic's, but you better write if you do go."
"Yes, big sister," Itama said a smile on his face as she handed him a book. It looked like it Kukikio had been the one to write it.
"Good," Kukikio said wondering it was a good idea to almost give herself away like this. He was going to figure out she was part Uzumaki. It wasn't like Itama was stupid, but she hoped he didn't really think about too much. "This is easy, so don't worry, you'll be fine."
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White Frosted Warrior
FanfictionIt had been years since the fourth shinobi war had started, and Naru's mask was failing her. Looking at the bright red moon, she only sighed. There was only one thing she could do, and that was to turn back the clock. Go back to the start, and rewri...