Uchiha Kyodai

A Single Arrow is Easily Broken, but Not Ten in a Bundle

The war was bad. Kyodai knew worse. But Konoha didn't. They were struggling to figure out how to sustain such a large community of such diversity. War, though Kyodai did not like admitting it, helped the economy. Konoha profited. However, war was war, and so Konoha also suffered loss. Everyone was having a hard time. Especially the Uchiha. They loved the village. Kyodai didn't think they could bare to lose it. They wanted to fight on the front lines for it. And yet they weren't allowed. Stuck in a cage, isolated from the rest. Kyodai knew what Tobirama was doing. War and prejudice made him into a fool. Kyodai could only do so much against Tobirama without making him see imaginary red flags. He thought he had the Uchiha figured out. To a certain extent, he did. But he didn't take several things into consideration. The Uchiha actually agreed to peace. They wanted peace. Konoha was their home. Uchiha were homely, in a sense. Tobirama did not realize that the corrosive love of her clan wasn't reserved only for each other. The Uchiha protected things and those they loved with tooth and nail. And he was preventing them from doing so by forcing them to monitor a village so united, it was practically crimeless. For now. Kyodai didn't doubt the statistics would change in a few years. But what use was the future to the present? 

Kyodai convinced Tobirama to let a few of the Uchiha fight in the war the very day her grandchild was born. Kagami named him Kyoto. Three years later Tobirama died for the village and made Saru the next Hokage. He was wobbly at first. He got better after the lights of Kyodai's life all died. All eight of her younger brothers, dead. Saito, Saichi, Takaro, Takato, Kishou, Kichou, Mako, and Mūko. Her last son, dead. Kagami. Her daughter-in-law, dead. Aino. The war ended and Kyodai could sometimes be a bitter old woman. Her grandson and her clan kept her going. She thinks of her father, Kazuokei, and hardly remembers him. She has no real memories of him anymore. She only remembers dwelling on her memories of Kazuokei. She can, however, remember her mother. A nasty woman. Someone she had killed. Someone she had loved. She does not regret killing her anymore. Worse things could have happened to her clan had she not. The next war was not far away. Kyodai had already passed on the responsibilities of being clan head onto Fugaku and Makoto as they were rising prodigies. New children were born, and so was a new era. Kyodai did not want to see it.

I'm so sorry this is really late. I took an abrupt trip to Switzerland for a while without any electronics. It's very beautiful and green. I've been badly jetlagged for a bit, though. This seems like sort of a bad note to end in after such a long wait, but there is only one chapter left. Still, I hope you've enjoyed this story to the fullest! Oh, and I finally revealed the names of all of her siblings. They're placed in order from oldest to youngest. I just decided on a name for Kagami's wife. And that she died. Oops....?