Prolouge

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"Water is a calming feature,"

"Why, Itachi-Kun, is that you believe?"

Itachi nodded quietly, sipping his teacup. Hagoromo Otsutsuki chuckled as he looked around the white field that surrounded the both of them. Merely meters away were a bunch of happy children, frolicking in dresses and suits.

"Has Indra and Asura reincarnated once more...?" Itachi asked with a gentle smile, nodding to a grinning boy that resembled a very similar brother of his. That was Indra's second reincarnation, twenty cycles before Sasuke.

"Actually, no. They have decided to restart the entire time, all over again," Hagoromo explained. Itachi hummed. "In fact, Itachi-Kun. Do you wish to join them?"

Itachi glanced over to the creator of Ninshū. "I am afraid that I do not understand, Hagoromo-Sama."

Hagoromo chuckled gently with a smile.

"Indra has wished for you to join him in his ninth reincarnation. I personally think he wishes for you favour," Hagoromo explained. "Asura has agreed with his brother's decision if you decide to pick a new clan to join. Which means, no Sharingan this time."

"I do not mind--"

"I have not finished," Itachi shut his mouth. "I will allow you to automatically gain the Eternal Mangekyo but only if you keep it a secret from the boys till they reach adulthood."

Itachi was shocked for a second. He looked over to the frolicking children in adoration before nodding. "If it is fine with you, I would like to join the Hyuuga clan."

Hagoromo chuckled.

"Smart move. Their Byakugan is rather amazing and paired with your Sharingan, you will be a force." Hagoromo murmured with a grin. Itachi gently smiled, closing his eyes.

"I am ready," He said.

Hagoromo lifted his hand with a smile, staring at the Uchiha. "A word of warning, you will look very, very feminine compared to your clansmen."

Itachi's eyes opened in shock, as did his mouth. Hagoromo waved his fingers before Itachi disapeared.

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"Sakana-Kun, Sakana-Kun. Wake up for Okaa-San."

Itachi's eyes fluttered open, lazily scanning his surroundings. A beautiful Hyuuga woman hovered open him, a smile on her face.

"Well, goodmorning, my sleeping prince," The woman teased, her smile widening.

"May I ask where I am...?" Itachi asked as he slowly sat up, his head swimming.

The woman's smile dropped slightly. "In our compound, my dear. Did you hit your head while training...?"

Itachi shook his head before lifting his hands, open slowly reaching his left eye. A soft material met his fingers instead of eyelashes. He tried to tug at it before the woman snatched his hand away.

"Yowai-Me, get your hands off of my offspring." The woman flinched at the sharp voice.

Itachi scowled, glaring at the man who entered the small tent. He did not appreciate the crude honorific that the man used for his supposed mother.

"Y-Yes, Otto-Sama, I am sorry." Yowai whispered with her head lowering, her smile disapearing completely.

Otto glared at her as he walked towards Itachi. "Pathetic woman." He snarled, passing the flinching woman. Otto reached a hand out to her, aiming to harm.

Itachi caught the hand that was reaching for his new mother, walking slowly. He twisted the hand and forced Otto to the ground, who grunted in shock. "Please do not refer to my mother in such a crude way."

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