An Imperfect Spectrum

Matriarch

Note: Sorry that this is like, almost 12 hours later than I usually publish. I was reading and fell asleep just before 11:30. Anywho, I love Mikoto. She's great.

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Itachi started walking towards his house, then stopped, turning back to look at Sakura, who was not following him like he thought. Instead, she was staring at the trees in the direction of her house.

"I have to tell my parents. They'll worry if I'm not home before dark." She frowned and Itachi sulked a bit.

"Don't worry Sakura, I can take you home so you can ask, then take you to Itachi's if you want." Shisui smiled at her before patting Itachi on the head. "So can you tell Auntie Mikoto she'll be having guests over?"

Itachi grinned, batting away Shisui's hand with his own. He began to make his way to his house, then stopped, turning towards Shisui in an almost accusing way. "Guests? Shisui, are you trying to stay for dinner again?"

He put his hands up, "You got me, Itachi, I can't stay away. Your mom's cooking is just too good." Itachi's blank look made his smile widen before he turned to Sakura. "So, what do you say squirt, dinner at Itachi's?"

And that's how Sakura ended up leading an Uchiha boy to her parents house under the darkening sky. She leapt from the rooftops, chakra preventing her from damaging her legs and falling. Shisui ran beside her, watching as the girl made minute adjustments to her chakra exertion with every jump, ensuring her safe landing. The sheer control she would need over her chakra to do such a feat, it was impressive, especially for a six year old.

When she stopped abruptly, it was only Shisui's quick reflexes that prevented him from running into her. She jumped down from the roof, landing quietly on the street below. Shisui followed, confused, as she wove her way through the alleys and backstreets.

"We're here." She stopped in front of a small house, civilian in appearance, complete with window gardens and floral blinds.

She lead him to the back, stripping herself of her weapons and stashing them behind a flowerpot. Shisui waited for an explanation.

"My dad doesn't like shinobi. I know that he agreed put me in the academy to humor me and my mother, but he expects me to be a proper lady and marry rich when I'm older." She scrunched up her face. "As if. That'd be super boring."

She stepped into the house. Sighing in relief as she only felt the chakra signature of her mother. "Mother, I'm back." Mebuki appeared in an instant, taking in the appearance of her daughter, and the boy behind her.

"Sakura! Do you have any idea how late it is?" Sakura grimaced and pulled Shisui front and center.

"Mother, this is Shisui. His cousin invited me to dinner and I couldn't refuse. May I go?"

Mebuki scanned the boy, taking note of the Uchiha features that he possessed. "Very well. Be respectful to them."

"Thank you mother."

Shisui followed Sakura as she made her way to her room, grunting indignantly as he was shoved head first through the doorway before she shut it quickly.

"Father. How are you?" Shisui heard the shuffling of feet as she walked towards the front of the house again.

"Fine." Heavier footsteps made their way to the back of the house. "Tell your mother to bring me something to eat."

"Yes, father." A door shut and Sakura made her way back to her room and the ever so patient Shisui.

"Well, he seems nice."