Effects of Hetorchromia

Chapter 1 ; A Shining Man

Song: Iris - Goo Goo Dolls

A/N: Naruto is Femine in this, just like in CE, he just works long hair and female clothes. He is still male though, just mainly shows his feminine side. That's ok people.
Ahh, yes, this is another collab with Itachi_S_Lucius , collabs are fun. We have a crap ton more planned too XD. But yea, don't hate, I'm still thinking of my other books. I'm working on basically making Gotta Secret into 3rd person so it's better, with Take Out Innocence Back, I'm working on that too (Jane is my favorite POV to write, sorry Jeff), rewriting my NaLu one shot to 3rd person, and working on other stories too.
Darlings, if I do forget, spam the hell out of me till I do. Bye bye now!

Disclaimer; Me and Itachi own nothing but the plot. Literally.

ShoutOut: THANK YOU OtakuForevz FOR THE COVER AND BOOK JACKET!!!

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There were many things he hated, as a man, and a businessman, the first of which, was airplanes, they were horridly useful inventions that may make life easier while simultaneously bringing irradiance onto his very existence for he detested their necessity in modern day life, and the heights they could reach.

The second was the whole soulmate life propaganda, grand romantic bullshit. His first wife and the Mother of his sons -a dower shrewd woman- was not a woman he had admired, she had not his eyes -a dark nearly black grey colour- nor did she harbor the blue eyes -aqua, with a tinge of crimson red hidden within the freckles around the pupil- his elusive soulmate did. He had given up on the notion of love once divorcing her, with such idiotic notions, it may well be true, the nonsense that was a destined life partner, but love was not a thing he avidly sought. Nor would he desire to. Perhaps meeting his soulmate would change his opinion of the whole sordid affair, but alas, he greatly doubted such a thing would happen.

It would be pointless regardless, busy as he was, he would never neglect his son's for some random nobody he met on the street of some backwards town, or in the dark lobey of a dimly lit bar. No, his son's were his world, and he detested anyone who could not understand such a simple truth.

His late wife being one such person. Her greed had been great, and though she had used his name for power, she had cared for their children as a Mother should, although with too stern a hand he thought. Sasuke his youngest at thirteen, adored her, and because of her idolization in his eyes he desired to be a retail agent just as she was. Something that as a considerably overprotective Father he found far to mundane for his genius son. Regardless, it was only because of his son's love for his Mother that he put up with the joint custody that the court had ruled during their hering. Otherwise he would have had it overruled quite easily with him taking a hundred percent custody of his children, and if things had gone his way completely; an additional restraining order upon the woman.

Neither of his sons understood why he had divorced their Mother, and he never saw fit to tell them, he was cruel to everyone, but his family was an exception. Knowing what she did would have hurt them deeply, no man nor woman desires to think of their parent in such a way, and it would have ruined the way they saw her, an idol. He believed in harsh truths, but there was some things even he felt the need to hide under false pretext. Itachi had taken it the hardest, he hadn't worshipped his Mother as his younger brother had, but he had known the partial truth to their divorce and blamed him for it, Madara hadn't seen himself fit to correct him.

Which was part of the reason why he was now upon a steel death trap, and hovering far above the sea, into the territory of the United States of America, a country he hated with a vigor he could not fully express through merger words. Still that was a minor predicament compared to his own oversight. A rather complicated matter, however, nonetheless important.