“I’m not spacing out again, I’m fine,” Yuuma said. “Mentally my mind is…” her words trailed away as she considered the image of shadows warping and tangling with her limbs. Spreading her legs far apart… Pinning her to the ground… She let out a shaky breath before she could speak again. “Just considering the benefits of shadow possession jutsu…”
At age five, Yuuma was well on her way to be the next Madara Uchiha. She knew it in her guts, that that was her destiny. The girl even grew out a partial bang to cover one of her eyes as an homage to her idol.
After a story or two, the kids were let outside to play with their cousins. Yuuma quickly took a liking to two particular raven heads. “OBI!” she yelped pummelling into an embrace with one of them. Obito Uchiha. The boy actually smiled unlike most of the Uchiha she observed. “Yuu-hime! What about me?” a boy next to him pouted. She had to giggle a...
The second his head was turned away in a spin, was the moment her eyes bled. Fugaku leaped into the spot where Itachi was supposed to land. His hand held a kunai aimed at his son’s heart. Yuuma didn’t understand why he was doing this. He’s going to kill Itachi! her mind reeled. Before Yuuma could even make sense of it or have another thought, her...
“You read way too much, cousin,” another voice interrupted her from the entrance into the living room. “Reading is fundamental, Shisui-kun,” she said, not even looking his way. “Pft! I do that enough in the academy,” the boy complained, taking a seat next to her. “How is the academy?” she asked. Her eyes continued to read. It was nice to be able...
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